When Xu Yuan woke up, she felt her eyes were sore and couldn't fully open them, so she could only squint slightly.
After a moment of relief, she suddenly turned over and saw clearly where she was now. This is a very gorgeous room, with exquisite dark lacquered and carved wood furniture everywhere. The bed, desk, cabinet shelves, chairs and stools are all fully equipped. Even the tea sets on the table are very exquisite.
The best place she could think of was Qishen Mountain, but this place was even worse than that place.
Xu Yuan choked. She had experienced more in the past few days than she had experienced in decades. She had the foresight to think that there might be more incredible things waiting for her in the future.
At this moment, the sound of the door being pushed was heard from Xu Yuan's side. As expected, Xiao Jichu opened the small door and walked in.
Xu Yuan looked at the door that was so small that only one person could enter, and then at the huge window that was half as high as the wall, thinking, "It's really different."
"I thought you slept to death." Xiao Jichu raised his eyes and looked at her.
A word woke up the dreamer, and Xu Yuan suddenly thought of how he "fell asleep".
Xiulian suppressed her anger and said: "Xiao Jichu! How dare you do this to me! I am... a saint!"
"Saint?" Xiao Jichu said with a smile: "With all due respect, how do you look like a saint? You didn't look like it before, and you look even less like it now."
Xu Yuan was very confident in her performance these days and retorted: "Why don't I look the same! Does the saint have to look the same?"
Xiao Jichu laughed and said: "Everyone in the world is different, but the saint is the same, the same hypocritical! Unkind and unjust!"
The prejudice is really as big as a mountain.
In fact, this matter has little to do with Xu Yuan. As long as she leaves Xuantian Sect and returns to Qi Shenshan after a while, these destructive things will become a thing of the past.
But Xu Yuan still wanted to retort on behalf of the original person: "You feel aggrieved for your elder brother, but you shouldn't blame me."
"Why can't I blame you?"
Xu Yuan listed: "First, it's not that I don't want to be with him, it's that the teachings don't let us be together. Second, it's not that I asked him to go to the battlefield, but that he insisted on going to the battlefield. Third, he didn't Determined to be with me, if he can be like the demon king back then, meeting gods and killing gods and Buddhas for the people he loves, I may not stand with him. Speaking of which, it’s just that the teachings are difficult to defeat. Men are cowards, but you put all the blame on women who can’t make the decision. Isn’t it ridiculous?”
I finally said this, no matter what he thinks, it’s enough!
Xiao Jichu was stunned at first, and his eyes suddenly turned suspicious: "Who are you!"
Xu Yuan simply gave up. No matter what, this person didn't like her, so it didn't matter what he thought.
Xu Yuan waved her hands and said nonchalantly: "I am who I am. Whether you think of me as a saint or not, I am still me."
The air was stagnant for a moment, and the two of them were silent for a long time.
Suddenly, Xiao Jichu sat back in front of the case and started eating porridge by himself.
Xu Yuan glanced at him in astonishment, thinking that she just wouldn't pursue it? She looked at the pancakes and hot porridge on the table, touched her empty stomach, and forgot about everything.
Sure enough, people are like iron and rice is like steel!
The witch wants to eat! The saint needs to eat too!
Xu Yuan finished the porridge, picked up a noodle cake, and walked leisurely to the window.
It doesn't matter if you don't look at it. She was startled when she looked at it. The scene in front of her was so shocking that she even dropped the cake in her hand.
There are countless cordless lamps hanging in the sky that are as bright as day, like dense and shining stars spread in the sky, more like countless suns reflecting the boundless sky, dyeing the dark night into day.
Xu Yuan's pupils shrank, "It's not day, it's night!"
"It's the Daytime Technique." Xiao Jichu had already walked to her side at some point.
Xu Yuan: "We...?"
Xiao Jichu answered for her: "We have arrived in this illusion formation."
Xu Yuan still hasn't recovered yet, all this is really too strange.
Xiao Jichu said slowly, as if he wanted to tell her everything, "When we were on the Thorny Road, we had not yet entered this illusion formation."
Xu Yuan was still thinking, and it was obvious that her thinking could no longer keep up with her thinking.
"Then I was in a hallucination, wasn't I hallucinating?"
Xiao Jichu said: "To be precise, it is a nightmare, which only allows people to enter the hallucination temporarily, and the ultimate goal is to prevent entry."
Xu Yuan said "Ah" "You mean if we had returned in time or found another way instead of taking the thorny path, we might not have come here."
Xiao Jichu said: "It's not possible, it's certain."
Xu Yuan patted his head and said helplessly: "Then can we still go out now?"
Xiao Jichu shook his head and said directly: "No."
Xu Yuan seemed to have thought of something again, "When we were at the tree curtain, when I turned around and looked back, I thought it was the fog behind me that blocked my view. Could it be that I had already entered a fantasyland."
Xiao Jichu said: "Not bad."
Xu Yuan sighed: "Then what should we do? Just stay here? Will we be in danger?"
Xiao Jichu bent over to pick up the fallen noodle cake, held it in his hand, and said slowly: "Not yet, I have gone out to see it, nothing happened, just like an ordinary town. If it is different, it means that the sun never rests."
Xu Yuan said: "It never sleeps? Does that mean no one here sleeps?"
Xiao Jichu said: "Absolutely."
Xu Yuan asked doubtfully: "If this person doesn't sleep, is he still a human being?"
Xiao Jichu said: "You will know if you go out and take a look."
All they heard was the sound of wind blowing in their ears, and they flew past the large window in front of them and landed in a street.
Xu Yuan didn't stand firm on her heels and was about to fall back when Xiao Jichu gave her a push on her waist to stabilize her slightly.
Xu Yuan smoothed her clothes, brushed her long hair, and thanked him with her eyes. She finally had time to look at the scene in front of her, and her jaw dropped again.
The people in front of her were not walking, but flying. She subconsciously looked at her feet, and sure enough, they were floating in the air.
The soles of her feet felt weak again, and when she was about to fall, Xiao Jichu quickly hugged her around the waist.
Xu Yuan opened her eyes wide and moved a little closer to him.
In the unknown world, this person is slightly more reliable.
There was a sudden noise in the distance.
Xu Yuan looked around and saw that under the daylight, the darkness was full of people.
I heard a man in the crowd shout loudly: "I was a military commander, and now I am a cultivator. Am I not worthy of being a commoner like you?"
One person said: "I tell you, Mr. Wen Yan, just give up. He is now flying on a branch like a phoenix.
Others echoed: "Yes, yes, why do you have to be just one person and end up like this?"
Xu Yuan just wanted to hear this story, so he grabbed Xiao Jichu and rushed towards the crowd.
Everyone was attracted by the intrusion of a strange face, and all looked at it. Then there is the habit of turning around and trying to comfort the frustrated person.
At this time, Xu Yuan could clearly see the man sitting on the stone steps who was drinking. He had a sad face and disheveled hair, but the clothes he wore were quite chic. As he said, he looked like a cultivator.
But how does this look like a cultivator?
Xu Yuan has also read many descriptions of monks in his story books, some of which are transcendent and refined, some of which are righteous and awe-inspiring, and some of which are free and unrestrained, but this kind of "trapped by love" has never been seen.
Another person said: "Mr. Wen Yan, why are you doing this? There are so many fair ladies, why do you hang yourself on a tree?"
After hearing what he said, the man seemed a little unhappy, and waved his hand away from the person who was about to help him: "What do you guys understand?"
After hearing what he said, some of the others stared, while others clucked their tongues: "Who do you really think you are? Who among you here is not as good as you?"
"Yeah, no wonder others don't like her, and I don't like her either!" The person who spoke was a pretty girl.
"Hahahahaha, Yue'er, you have time to talk big, have you mastered your swordsmanship yet?"
"Oops! I almost taught this man to influence a big event!" The girl's expression changed, she pushed aside the crowd and walked out.
Xu Yuan was confused by these words, and she could only tell that these people were very familiar with each other.
She tried asking, "Can I ask what happened?"
Everyone was attracted by her voice again, and they all turned to look at her. Some good people actually floated towards her, like wandering ghosts. Xu Yuan felt a strong impact.
Someone asked: "Are you new here?"
Xu Yuan coughed: "Uh... that's right."
The man added: "I see. It's hard to explain this matter in one sentence. I can only say that this man Wen Yan is the number one in our city."
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone burst into laughter, and no one was seen holding their noses, and the mockery was evident.
It's just that the person being ridiculed couldn't hear the ridicule of others, and was sitting on the ground, feeling sad about himself.
Xu Yuan looked at him and felt some pity for him inexplicably, and murmured: "That's not a good idea."
Not to mention saying it in front of people.
Someone said in reply: "What does this mean? He is overestimating his abilities and is afraid of what others will say!"
Xu Yuan "....."
"He didn't say that he was a cultivator and that man was a commoner. Why did he overestimate his abilities instead?"
If Xiao Jichu hadn't suddenly spoken, Xu Yuan would have forgotten that he was around.
Someone else said: "Fellow Taoist, you don't know this right now!" The man cleared his throat, as if he wanted to explain it carefully, "As for Mr. Wen Yan, he was very good at first. Where did he come from? Yes. Last year, he was still a heroic general. He made a lot of contributions to our city and was deeply loved by people. After that, the war in our city stopped and he disappeared for a while. But later he became the first monk , still stole the show, and later, he met..."
Xu Yuan tugged at the hair on his forehead and wondered, is this illusion so powerful? Not only can it transform everyone's expectations, but it can also generate years based on personal deeds and everyone's timeline. So how is this different from the real world?
While meditating, suddenly a Bai Lian poked his head into the crowd, causing a commotion. In an instant, all the laughing people suppressed their smiles and flashed their swords.
Xu Yuan narrowed her eyes instantly.
