MTL - My Legend Still Exists in the Cultivation World-Chapter 31

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The deacon is aggressive, what do you mean? Still not enough to pull hatred? Don't you need to cooperate with me like this?

Sure enough, a lot of people changed their faces in the field. The deacon was suddenly excited, and justice said suddenly, "Once, ancestor! We should take the safety of the disciples as the most important thing. At this time, we will enter the secret place, maybe we can save the next two. . Rest assured, the fierce beasts in the mystery are only powerful and second-order, we can handle them! "

Jing Yue took everyone's look into the eyes and ignored the deacon, but said, "You say your companions are either dead or injured, but you don't see any injuries?"

Everyone was stunned, some injured disciples looked subconsciously at the wound, and found that their bodies were intact and there was no pain! But when they came out, their moods were too great to notice!

Moreover, everyone looks tidy. Where does it feel like suffering?

Jing Yue: "Since your injuries were fake, how could your companions really die?"

Is everything an illusion?

No, it's impossible! Zhao Feichen denied that everything that happened in the mystery was so real-physical pain and torture in the heart. He saw his friends die in front of him, even the blood was warm!

Zhao Feichen was about to speak, and when the teleportation array lit up another light, when the light faded, a bunch of disciples appeared outside the teleportation array. You pressed me, I folded you, and instantly filled his vision.

"..."

At a glance, Zhao Feichen saw Wang Xiu in the pile of people, and his head was buzzing and ran like crazy. As soon as I stood still, I saw the other person waking up, "I am ... in hell? Feichen? Why are you there?"

Saying a glance, "So, are you dead?"

Zhao Feichen pumped the corners of his mouth, but couldn't help sore, choking, "No, we're all fine."

Someone woke up one after another. Zhao Feichen saw Liu Li and Yuan Qinger. He was as stupid as he could understand that everything in the mystery was fake. He and his friends never left.

"Where is this? Am I not killed by a beast?"

"Why I'm dead and I can see you, it's a ghost!"

"This is the world after death? It seems like Han Yunzong. Is the **** that everyone sees is the most desirable place in their hearts? Then why am I not on Baiwu Peak?"

"..."

Brother, you exposed ...

For a while, all kinds of wonderful conversations continued.

"Enough!" Zhao Feichen couldn't help but interrupt, "You didn't die at all, didn't you see that the ancestor was still there?"

"..."

Everyone looked at Jing Yue in perplexity, but saw that he smiled and frowned, and the original momentum also dispersed a lot, and it finally looked like he should be 11 or 12 years old.

Jing Yue: "The secrets of the hills you experience are just an illusion created by an ancestor using divine knowledge, and that illusion can also motivate your divine knowledge. When you are hurt in the illusion, the divine knowledge will convey pain, so you feel It's true. If you die in a fantasy, you just lose your consciousness temporarily. "

No matter the deacons or disciples present, they all realized.

Suddenly someone was stunned: "Will my consciousness not be hurt?"

Jing Yue: "You try?"

The man carefully released his consciousness, but he seemed to be a little stronger than before, and his eyes widened in disbelief.

Jing Yue: "This illusion does not really damage the consciousness, but it can hone the strength of the consciousness. You must be aware of its benefits. Of course, this method is occasionally effective, but in the long run, it may make the consciousness produce memories. Bruises. "

Some people who think they have found a way to cultivate consciousness are happy, and they are disappointed to hear that.

Another said: "It turned out that an ancestor deliberately tempered us."

Some deacon who did not know the truth sighed: "This method is unheard of. How powerful is the ancestor of a leaf ancestor to create such a realistic illusion?"

Only the first two deacons turned pale and did not dare to say a word.

Jing Yue took a smile, glanced at them coldly, and then the words turned, "But the illusion is indeed based on the hill secret, that is, the two are exactly the same parallel space."

What do you mean? Can't understand.

Seeing everyone staring at him blankly, Jing Yue said, "If there is no illusion created by an ancestor, you will enter the real hill mystery, and you will truly experience all the changes in the mystery. Such as injury, such as death."

The amount of information contained in this sentence is sufficient. Someone cautiously tested, "The ancestor means, is someone really making a ghost in the secret place of the hill?"

"Then ask him!"

I saw a wave of Jingyue's sleeve robe, throwing a person out of thin air.

"It's you!"

Many deacons recognized it, and this man was Deacon Zhao who was guarding the secret place of the hill.

But the disciples' attention seems to be a bit off.

"Isn't that ... the sleeve of Jin Danqi's training?"

The disciples looked at Jing Yue with glowing eyes. "The ancestors are really talented, but they learned during the training period!"

Jing Yue: "..."

He just wanted to lead the person behind the scenes, so with the help of Yiye, Deacon Zhao closed the five senses, and threw it into Xumi Ring, and let him lie with the spirit mine for two days. The sleeve throw just now was purely habitual.

Long sleeve in your sleeve? nonexistent.

But at this time explain it carefully, it seems strange?

Therefore, Jing Yue only used the smile Dafa.

"Jingjing can do it! I was very disappointed with this selection, none of them could play. But you pretend to be very successful this time. I give you one hundred and one points, and I'm not afraid of you being proud." Lan Feng praised.

"..."

endure! For the sake of my great contribution.

The reason why Jing Yue was able to "unknown prophet" was because he had been guarding against someone to do something against him since he entered the door. So, he let Lan Feng, who loves to listen to the feet, go to the deacon and steward for two laps, and Lan Feng happily accepted the task and performed well.

What's more, the secret of the hill is his refining, and of course it has some sense with him.

He knew the plans of those people very early. The reason why he couldn't bear it was to want a hard time and let all his disciples see it. How hard did the factional struggle harm Han Yunzong and every disciple?

Jing Yue fixed his mind and examined the two deacons who were born in the family.

After seeing Deacon Zhao, the two knew that the matter had been revealed, and the blood on their faces faded away.

They looked at each other in horror, and staggered again, hoping that Deacon Zhao could keep his mouth shut, and maybe there was room to turn around.

However, things did not go as expected.

As soon as Deacon Zhao was awake, he faced the indifferent dark eyes of the new and old ancestors.

At that moment, the last part of his memory flashed in his mind-he was caught by an old ancestor, and was stolen and obtained.

Fear took away all the courage and strength of Deacon Zhao, and he lay on the ground in such a daunting manner that pouring out the beans generally revealed the truth.

He said that he was a family member and was fortunate enough to worship Han Yunzong, who had been camping for more than a hundred years, but was stagnant under the foundation of the base, and was eventually sent to guard the secret place of the hill.

He knew that he did not have the opportunity to impact Jin Dan. Seeing that time was running out, in order to protect the interests of the family, he could only look at the next generation. And one of his most promising juniors was taken to the dungeon last time by Wang Guanshi of the Inner Law Enforcement Hall, and he died.

His heart was very painful, but the talents in the clan were dying, and only the descendants of the Four Spiritual Roots were left, which was still the most complicated and most inferior kind. With such a qualification, it is impossible to pass the Zongmen assessment, and he went to the family to send senior officials to help clear it. But the Shijia School had been frightened by Jing Yue, and he did not dare to act rashly and refused even if he didn't want to.

He was unwilling and repeatedly entangled, and finally forced the other side, and even uttered bad words, saying that his family was unbearable, and Han Yunzong was not broken.

This sentence made him hate each other and even hate Jing Yue. He believes that Jing Yue is the source of all this, but what can he do?

In despair, someone approached him and said that he wanted to make a deal with him. After he was done, he only needed to commit suicide to leave a trail for the children of the clan.

He thought about it, if he could sacrifice him alone, but he could protect the family, but also add blockage to Jingyue and his family, why not?

Therefore, the day before the selection, he planned to use the power in his hand to sprinkle the medicine powder prepared by the other party in the stream in the secret place of the hill. This medicine can double the power of the beast within seven days, and his spleen will be more manic.

"Old, ancestor, this matter has nothing to do with me!"

After listening to Deacon Zhao's narrative, several deacons sent by the family could not wait to kill him, but also worried about Jing Yue's anger and was frightened to ask for mercy.

Jing Yue waved his hand and asked, "Who directed you?"

Deacon Zhao hesitated for a moment, but thinking that his ancestors could catch him now, he knew the cause and effect most of the time, so why did he hide it so that his sin would increase?

So he said, "Those people didn't want to reveal their identities, but in my insistence, they could only show their faces."

He propped up his body a little, raised a finger behind Jing Yue, "that is Deacon Luo and Deacon Liao."

"Injustice!"

As soon as Luo Liao's two supervisors softened their legs, they began to cry injustice subconsciously, but could not understand in their hearts that the matter had come to an end, let alone them, even the master behind them could not escape?

There seemed to be a stick in the heads of both men, and all the logical thoughts were stirred into a paste. The cold sweat dampened the spine and made them feel falling into the ice cellar, their teeth rattled.

In the vagueness, they heard the ancestors asking, "Deacon Zhao, do you not know, if you are successful, there will be a lot of sacrifices from outsiders? How much damage will it cause to Zongmen?"

Deacon Zhao was silent for a moment and whispered: "At that time, I will remind you that something happened in the secret place of the hill. As long as you send someone to rescue immediately, only a few disciples will be sacrificed. Moreover, this is only an internal door selection of this case, and it does not affect Door industry. "

As soon as he said it, everyone was bombed!

The deacon kicked him with anger, and for the practitioner, using his fist and foot, it was clear that reason had lost his mind.

This foot was painless and itchy for Deacon Zhao, but he cut off his last psychological line of defense. He knew his sin was unpardonable, holding the last fluke, and said, "My ancestor, I am wrong now. It has been formed, do not ask forgiveness, but only my people who can let me go, they are all innocent. "

After all, he poked at the eyebrow and twisted it vigorously, thus destroying the Lingtai and breaking the foundation of cultivation.

Between half-life and half-death, Deacon Zhao's thoughts drifted back to his youth.

"Dalang, our Zhao family was originally a first-class family. If it weren't for the renegade of the clan, and killed the old owner and your father, how many uncles, why are we in the end?"

"Dalang, you are the most qualified person in the clan. The hope of the Zhao family's recovery depends entirely on you."

"Dalang, I heard that you went to play in the garden today. The family who cares for the garden is so sensible and dares to delay your cultivation. My mother has sold them all."

"Dalang, the Chen family girl is just a vulgar woman. Where is it worthy of you? When you are successful in cultivation, most of them are Miss Shijia waiting for you to marry and listen to your mother, never see her again, otherwise, do n’t blame her You're welcome. "

"Dalang, why are you so slow at gaining benefits that you haven't cultivated at all!"

"Dalang! Do you want to watch the Zhao family fall?"

"Dalang!"

I do not know when, "family responsibility" has become the shackles of his life, from the moment he put it, the end is doomed.

It turned out that he had been unable to break through these years because he was too obsessed and lost his heart.

Unfortunately, he understood too late.

A stream of blood came down from his brows, slipping past Deacon Zhao's slightly old face, and people quickly lost their breath.

In silence, Jing Yue suddenly said, "Elders, please show up."

As soon as the words came down, the figures of two Zifu Zhenjun gradually emerged. They were the elders of Zongmen Law Enforcement Hall. At this time, they were saluting in front of Jingyue, "ancestors."

Jing Yue: "Take them away and ask clearly. If they are stubborn, then they will search the soul, and no one who is involved in this matter can be spared."

"Yes!"

Hearing the word Soul Search, everyone shuddered. The two deacons of Luo Liao were paralyzed, leaving the elder Zifu to put on a forbidden spirit.

As for why Jing Yue specifically invited Zongmen Law Enforcement Hall? How can he do such a non-compliance matter without asking him?

When the scene returned to tranquility, the crowd still did not return to God, they were shocked by the madness of some people, no, it can be said that they could not believe it at all.

Jing Yue: "It's nothing strange. There are always some people who are eager to smoke their hearts. How can they achieve the avenue with such a mentality? But there are more people with beautiful moonlight, which is what a practitioner should have."

After a while, the deacon carefully said, "Our ancestor, what should we do next?"

Jing Yue: "Since it is the selection of the inside door, naturally you must choose the disciples who enter the inside door."

The deacon froze, thinking he understood the other party's meaning, "Are you going to rearrange them into the secret place of the hill?"

Jing Yue: "Aren't they carrying memory stones?"

Deacon: "Can it be useful in fantasy?"

Jing Yue: "Of course, I will not waste my disciples' time."

The disciples heard this and took out the memory stones one after another.

Sure enough, the stone clearly recorded everything that happened in the mystery, even their injuries and deaths. Looking back again, although I still feel scared, I can understand my weaknesses more intuitively.

Everyone was happy, and the deacons were relieved.

Because the internal door selection has its own tedious process, the final selection results need to be announced the next day. Therefore, each deacon ordered the disciples to turn over the memory stones, and they left the place with Jingyue.

Looking at the back of Jing Yue's fading away, Zhao Feichen was envious, he just hoped that one day he would be as chic and domineering as his ancestor.

He glanced subconsciously at Wang Xiu, and the other side happened to be looking at him. The two eyes met, and they both understood the ambition of the other side.

——Inner door, they must go!

After a day, the results of the selection of the inside door were announced, and Zhao Feichen and Wang Xiu were both listed.

This time, the inner door selected a total of more than 900 disciples, far superior to the past. Because between life and death, many people show extraordinary mindset and potential.

While everyone was overjoyed, they also heard the news that Jin Dan was real and the deacons were executed.

While they were shocked, they also saw Zong Men's determination-in order to maintain the rules established by the new and old ancestors, even Jin Dan's real people were willing to give up.

None of the various factions dare to take the lead, and respected Jing Yue for everything. Gradually, the entire inner door was packed like an iron barrel by Jing Yue, and it was not leaky.

Under the influence of Jing Yue, the disciples gradually stayed away from the factional struggle and became accustomed to using no external assistance to cultivate. Because the ancestors said that these things do more harm than good, the disciples almost trusted him blindly, and even became beliefs.

What's more, today's inner door gives everyone the most relaxed and fair cultivation environment. They don't have to fight for cultivation resources, and they don't have to worry about cultivation being left behind. They don't need to hurt themselves in order to pursue shortcuts. What is the foundation?

The inner door is actually a peace and prosperity that has not been seen in thousands of years. Many disciples of ordinary qualifications have made breakthroughs in succession.

As the inner door of a bridge, the core disciples and the outer door have naturally improved greatly.

These changes are unknown to outsiders for the time being.

But Han Yunzong is known to everyone, or they will prove to the entire Xiu world soon

Although the glory and authority of the so-called First Dharma declined for a while, it was unshakable after all!

The author has something to say: small theater

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Deacon Luo & Deacon Liao: We disagree! We want to appeal!

Elders of the Law Enforcement Hall: You got ill-gotten, and you dare to call injustice?

Deacon Luo: It was the ancestors who used fishing law to seduce us to engage in illegal activities!

Dean Liao: Yes, he could have stopped us, intimidated us, and influenced us. It was his chance to ruin us as good people.

Elder Law Enforcement Church: Look, my ancestor ...

Jingjing: It makes sense, so kill them all.