The monks from Jingzhou and Nanhuang are located in the southeast.
Fu Shiyi didn't recognize any of the monks sitting cross-legged on the large island to the west, and compared to the conservative ones in Jingzhou and the unruly ones in Southern Wilderness, they looked even more wealthy and sophisticated.
"Are they from Nanyang Prince's Palace?"
Fu Shiyi muttered.
Sitting next to her was Fu Zhihong.
Smiling, he stretched out his hand to pick the purple dragon fruit hanging in front of him and handed it to Fu Shiyi: "Everyone in the palace has the micro-print of Nanyang Palace on their collars."
Monks to the west.
Although the clothes are gorgeous, there are no corresponding microprints on the collar. It seems that they are probably the monks summoned by the Nanyang Palace, but judging from their size, they are half more than the people in Nanhuang, with a total of ninety-six foundation-building monks.
The song is over.
The dancing girls in the floating island pavilion dispersed.
Fu Shiyi thought the banquet was about to begin.
But I heard a voice that sounded like the sound of nature coming out:
"How many people are really good at economics when the horse crosses the river to the south? How many times have you, the Yifu people, looked back when the land of China sank to the ground? Counting thousands of miles away, fame is what it is, true Confucianism, is it known to the public... ........I fell to the ground back then, but now I have a look, the wind and clouds are rushing around. The green fields are windy and smokey, the flat springs are green and green, and the east mountains are singing and drinking."
It's completely different from ordinary opera singing.
It seems like chanting.
It’s like when I was a child, elders and relatives told old stories in my ears.
Fu Shiyi was attracted to it little by little, and she was so mesmerized that it seemed as if she and that voice were the only ones in the world, just when she was about to let go of her last guard. The ancient tree leaf worn on the chest emits a soft white light.
The soft light circled around Fu Shiyi.
Fu Shiyi was listening intoxicatedly.
Suddenly he shivered.
Suddenly opened his eyes.
Look around.
But he saw himself sitting cross-legged in a square.
In the square, besides her, there were nearly two hundred foundation-building monks, who were attending the banquet this time. But before she saw the floating island, all the exotic flowers and plants were gone.
"Illusion?!"
Fu Shiyi was so shocked that he broke into a cold sweat.
There were so many monks present, but no one saw through it. This illusion was too real. Fu Shiyi was confused and was about to wake up the rest of the tribe when he suddenly turned around and looked to the left.
But I saw that the original position of the senior sister of Nanhuang Mitian Tower was empty.
"wrong."
Fu Shiyi quickly scanned around the square, and his expression changed slightly: "The number of people is wrong, there are nineteen monks missing. Where have these people gone? What is going on?"
Fu Shiyi panicked.
A flower in front of my eyes.
When she took a clear look at her surroundings, she saw that she was in a small farmyard. The yard was empty, there was nothing, but it made people instinctively uncomfortable.
"Is this an illusion again?"
Fu Shiyi's sleeves trembled nervously.
After releasing Xiao Huang, Xiao Huang opened his wings and flew around the courtyard with a squeaking sound. Then he landed in Fu Shiyi's palm and shook the bird's head.
"Not an illusion?"
Fu Shiyi frowned.
She glanced at the ancient tree leaf she had refined. At this time, the leaf didn't know if it had warned her just now. The runes engraved on it had faded away, and it was obviously invalid!
This time.
She can only rely on herself.
Fu Shiyi held the Heavenly Thunder Sword and kicked open the main door of the main room vigilantly. There was no one in the room. The oil lamp on the desk by the window gave off a dim light, but the pens, inks, papers and inkstones placed on the table were in a mess.
Fu Shiyi picked up a piece of rice paper.
But I saw that the ink on the paper had not yet dried:
"There was someone in this room a quarter of an hour ago!"
Fu Shiyi was confused when he suddenly heard a shrill scream coming from outside the yard. She dodged and disappeared into the yard the next moment. After leaving the yard, she followed the stone path to the river.
There were little blood stains on the grass by the river.
Bloodstains spread all the way.
All the way to the arch bridges erected on both sides of the river bank.
When Fu Shiyi came to the bridge, he found that there was only one mummy left on it. The person had just died, but the blood in his body seemed to have been sucked dry. But she couldn't even find the other party's shadow.
suddenly.
Fu Shiyi suddenly raised his head and looked towards the other side of the bridge.
Without thinking, she turned around, raised her flying sword, and ran towards the small courtyard where she had just left. Suddenly, a strange and unwilling Jie Jie cry rang out from the place she had just left.
"This breath!!!"
Fu Shiyi returned to the yard.
He immediately called out the talisman pen Zhusha, and quickly wrote the word "Fu" almost in one breath. He silently recited the incantation in his mouth, and after the word "Fu" lit up, he quickly posted it on the courtyard door.
She quickly took a step back!
"Bang!"
The door seemed to have been hit hard, and then a shrill scream sounded, and a pool of green liquid flowed out outside the courtyard door.
“It’s really weird!!!”
Fu Shiyi breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time she was frightened. She had never encountered Weiwei since the appearance of Guyaju Tiankeng. In the past ten years, it seemed that Weiwei had not been heard of in Jingzhou. She almost forgot about this incident.
If it weren't for the beating sound of the giant egg in the consciousness sea space.
In her desperation, she really couldn't figure out that something strange was causing trouble!
"Jie Jie, little girl, you are quite capable!"
A cold voice sounded outside the hospital. In the darkness, a small figure made of yellow paper slowly walked out. There were two carmine marks on its face, and green liquid was flowing out:
The paper-pricked man stuck out his long tongue.
Licking the side of his cheek.
The green liquid immediately stopped flowing out:
"He is actually a foundation-building monk. Jiejie, this way, it saves me the time to search. This mortal flesh and blood always tastes sour when you drink it. Jiejie, little girl, for the sake of this city full of mortals Life, just come out and die!"
The words have not yet finished.
Zhizharen rushed towards the courtyard gate.
Fu Shiyi raised his hand and threw it, activating the flame talisman that he had prepared for a long time. Fireballs the size of footballs burst out and rushed towards the paper-stuck man. However, the paper-struck man did not dodge.
"boom!"
A dozen fireballs exploded instantly.
A large crater ten inches deep was left on the spot, but the man with the paper stuck was safe and sound, with a contemptuous smile on his expressionless face:
"Jie Jie, I thought you knew something about morality. If that's the case, then just suffer death!!!"
Deal with weirdness.
The ordinary methods of immortal cultivators are useless.
How could Fu Shiyi not know this? The moment Zhizharen rushed into the hospital, she threw out the wind blade talismans tightly in her hands.
I saw a gust of wind whirling in the air.
Suddenly, dozens of three-inch-long wind blades roared and strangled the people in the paper. However, he saw that Zhizhiren seemed to be doing nothing, but the two dots of rouge on his cheek suddenly lit up, and the wind blade cut hundreds of ravines in the land around it.
The paper pricks people just like last time.
Still safe and sound.
"Jiejie, I thought you had some Taoism wrapped in this talisman. It seems that I still think highly of you. Little girl, I am so hungry that I won't play with you anymore!"
Obviously, Zhizhiren was also on guard against Fu Shiyi just now.
Fu Shiyi narrowed his eyes slightly.
He threw the Heavenly Thunder Sword in his hand into the air, and a stream of spiritual light hit it. He muttered a spell silently in his mouth. In an instant, the Heavenly Thunder Sword was divided into three parts. The sword light turned around and galloped towards the paper-threaded man outside the courtyard with the force of a corner. Wherever the sword light passes, sand and rocks fly, and you can tell at a glance that it is powerful.
"Jiejie, you still haven't given up yet!"
Paper pricks turn a blind eye.
The head of the bag hit the courtyard door. The word "FU" on the courtyard door trembled and turned into powder. At the same time, the sword light fell on Zhi Zha Ren. Zhi Zha Ren sneered and walked into the courtyard unharmed. , but in the next moment, its head turned 1000 degrees and looked towards the river outside the courtyard.
"boom!!!!"
A loud bombing sound sounded.
The fire was bright.
But it was the arch bridge across the river that was blown up.
"Roar!!!!!"
"Bitch!! How dare you destroy my body, I will kill you!!!!!"
The paper man let out a shrill cry, and a pool of green liquid flowed out of the paper, but the paper man instantly turned into ashes.
Obviously, the paper-pricked man is not the original entity of Wei Wei.
The green liquid seemed to be alive, rolling rapidly and spreading toward Fu Shiyi's footsteps.
A sneer flashed at the corner of Fu Shiyi's mouth.
But in the dissipating sword light, a thunderous sound flashed past, and a thunder snake shot out, accurately hitting the pool of squirming green liquid.
"Roar!!! I'm not willing to give in!!!!"
A violent roar sounded from the green liquid.
The next moment.
Then it was swallowed up by the thunder snake.
Fu Shiyi breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out his hand, and the Sky Thunder Sword fell into his hand. This may seem very slow, but in fact it only takes a few breaths.
Deal with weirdness.
Now she knows only two methods.
One is the method of thunder and lightning.
The second is the evil spirit talisman.
Therefore, at the beginning, she used the Exploding Talisman, the Wind Blade Talisman, and even the Thunder Sword later, all to paralyze this monster, in order to kill him with the final blow.
"Finally dead!"
When Fu Shiyi came to the shore, he saw an ordinary arch bridge with a large amount of crimson blood flowing out. The river suddenly turned into blood.
"Zhizhicha!"
Xiao Huang, who was standing at the bridgehead, met Fu Shiyi.
He chirped a few times happily, but Xiao Huang was left by Fu Shiyi when he left the arch bridge, and he also asked him to take the exorcism talisman with him. Fu Shiyi counted the time, and at the critical moment, he activated the talisman. .
"Xiao Huang, good job!!!"
Fu Shiyi fed Xiao Huang a few dried green plums.
She glanced around, and finally put the strange corpses that were flying all over the sky into the storage bag. When she was thinking about where to go next, her vision suddenly blurred.
When you open your eyes again.
She has returned to the square of Nanyang Villa.
There were still many people sitting cross-legged on the square, but in front of the square, there was a Luan Jia. Under the Luan Jia, there was a group of people standing with their hands tied. Fu Shiyi glanced at it, but he only recognized the senior sister of Mitian Tower. She was about to ask what was going on.
The one-eyed old man standing next to Luan Jia.
He glanced at Fu Shiyi appreciatively,
"That's right. Although he was the twentieth one to wake up from the illusion, it was the eighth one who killed the monster first and teleported back from Mangzhou."
The one-eyed old man said a few words to the person next to him, and the person started writing quickly with a pen.
Trial?
Mangzhou?
Teleport?
What exactly is going on? !
Aren't they here for the banquet today?
Fu Shiyi blinked, looking confused.
Senior sister Liu Ruping waved to her.
When Fu Shiyi passed by, she smiled and said:
"Fellow Daoist Fu, congratulations on becoming a demon hunting apprentice! I didn't expect you to become so powerful after saying goodbye to Southern Wasteland. From now on, we will be comrades in the same trench."
"Demon hunter apprentice?"
Fu Shiyi was stunned:
"Fellow Daoist Liu, what is going on? Can you explain it to me? My father and the others haven't woken up yet. If they are in the illusion, or encounter strange things in Mangzhou after waking up, Will anything happen?"
Senior Sister Liu smiled and said comfortingly:
"Don't worry, this time is just to select a new batch of demon hunting apprentices. Your father and the others will be fine. The details will be announced after your father and the others all return. However, this is a good thing. You don't have to Too worried.”
Fu Shiyi frowned.
Although the Nanyang Princess made this series of arrangements to select some demon hunting apprentices, she had not informed them before, and had not asked others about their wishes, so she just set up a trap and threw them in.
Nothing can be done about it.
And the feeling of being controlled by others at will.
It made Fu Shiyi very uncomfortable.
Seeing Fu Shiyi's frown, Senior Sister Liu patted her on the shoulder. After thinking about it, she finally said:
"Fellow Daoist Fu, on this trip, if you pass the trial, you will have the opportunity to rush to Mangzhou. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for your family and you personally. Therefore, when Princess Nanyang arrives, you Don't show displeasure on your face, I'll listen..."
Senior Sister Liu used a soundproofing technique.
Whispered:
"I heard from my master that this master has a very weird personality, so we'd better be careful."
These words.
It's all confidential.
On the one hand, Senior Sister Liu felt that she was destined to be with Fu Shiyi, but on the other hand, she also wanted to win over some allies before heading to Mangzhou. No matter what, having one at the critical moment would be a great help. Plan ahead.
The effort of the two of them in talking.
On the square, more than a dozen people woke up one after another, including Fu Siyuan, Magu, Sixth Sister and Fu Zhihong from the Fu family. As for the Liu family, it was Liu Yiyi who woke up first, followed by the old fox, the leader of the Liu family. Only the great aunt of the Feng family woke up, and the Zhang family was the leader of the Zhang family.
As time passes by.
There are fewer and fewer people waking up in the square. Of the three incense sticks inserted next to Luan Jia, the last one was left. As for those attending the banquet from the Fu family, the sixth uncle, the ninth uncle, and the tenth uncle had not woken up, not even the fifth sister.
"Fifth sister has the help of the formation, so she should be able to wake up soon."
Fu Shiyi murmured in a low voice.
Fu Zhihong, who was next to her, shook his head and said: "Your fifth sister, you have experienced too many and complicated things in the recent period. I'm afraid it took a long time in the first level of fantasy."
After everyone came out.
Everyone exchanged information.
Knowing that the time for this trial is three sticks of incense, if it takes too long in the front, the time left to kill the monsters in Mangzhou will be much less. Once the time is up, no matter it is in the first level, If you are still stuck in the second level, you will wake up when the incense stick burns out.
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