child does not speak

Chapter 38 Illusion

After walking for an unknown amount of time, when Mo Ziyan turned to look to the side, Baili Zhaoling and Yuan Jiqing were nowhere to be seen.

Mo Ziyan didn't think too much, but continued to step up the stairs step by step without stopping at all.

Entering this cloud and mist, it seems that even the mind has become less clear, only the heavy steps under the feet continue.

Shangyuanzong, above the main hall of the sect, a huge mirror appeared in mid-air, and all kinds of figures flashed in all directions in the mirror, weren't they the young people who participated in the immortal test this time!

"Tsk tsk tsk, there are too few seedlings with spiritual roots this year!" A young man sat lazily, raised his eyes and casually glanced at the illusion mirror, his tone slightly playful.

"That's not right! 200 out of [-] people, this test doesn't even count!" said an elder of the Qingmiao Sect.

"Cultivating immortals is a long way to go. If you don't have a heart dedicated to the Tao, you will be broken halfway. This pass is unmissable." The elder of Shangyuanzong said lightly.

"Didn't you say there is a disciple of the mutated Lei Lingen? Why don't you see how he is doing now."

"This proposal is good." The only woman in the hall said, with a light wave of her hand, Jing Mingtai's figure appeared in it, and Jing Mingtai walked up at a moderate pace, with no trace of confusion in front of her eyes. This is not disturbed by illusions in the slightest.

"This little doll is not bad. She has a clear mind and is not disturbed by the outside world. She is suitable for the Ji Dao Sect at first glance." An elder of the Ji Dao Sect looked at the Jingming Platform in the mirror and groaned with a smile.

"Why do I feel that this boy is related to Shang Yuanzong?" The elders of Shang Yuanzong were unwilling to lag behind.

"Hey, people haven't come up yet, what's the fight for!" the Qingmiao Sect elder let out a soft snort.

Both of them gave him a blank look at the same time!You Qingmiao Sect don't fight, it's because you know it's useless to fight!otherwise!You fight even harder!

"This little boy was born so delicate!" Luoying, the master of Luoxia Peak, is also the only female Taoist fairy in the hall at this time. She is paying attention to the boy in one side of the mirror with great interest. The boy is slender and tall, with a light blue The robes, delicate eyebrows, and peach blossom face, but the boy's temperament is not seductive, but reveals a warm and jade-like atmosphere, as if even through the mirror, it can still make people feel like a spring breeze, and this People are Mo Ziyan.

"I don't look at skins when it comes to cultivating immortals." Gu Dao, who was obsessed with swords in Ji Dao Sect, expressed his thoughts expressionlessly.

"The good-looking one or the wretched-looking one, which one is more like a fairy?" Luoying squinted at Gu Dao, and secretly scolded this person for being pedantic, no wonder no dual monks could be found!

"I'm telling you, it's born from the heart, and it looks like an excellent child." Luoying praised Mo Ziyan without hesitation.

"He's fallen into a mirage." Gu Dao didn't refute her, but kindly reminded her that the young man she had set her sights on had fallen into a demon in her heart.

"...People are born with seven emotions and six desires, as long as they can overcome the demonic obstacles in their hearts." Luoying looked at the mirror again after hearing the words, the young man closed his eyes, and his footsteps stayed where he was, as if he was asleep, and the whole person seemed peaceful ,but!Just for this face!She also wants to refute the boy!

Mo Ziyan had been climbing the stairs at a moderate pace, but suddenly, his consciousness became more and more confused. Gradually, he seemed to have walked into a cloud of fog, and he couldn't get out anyway. He seemed to be trapped in the Into it... I don't know how long he walked, he finally saw a ray of light from the front, he couldn't wait to quicken his pace, and walked towards the light...here it was... getting closer!He's finally out of that fog...but here's...

Mo Ziyan looked at the familiar decoration indifferently, isn't this the bedroom where he lives in the Black Blood Pavilion?And he is Mo Xue, the leader of the Devil's Cult. Looking at the familiar bed curtain above, Mo Ziyan blinked lightly, what's wrong with him!The whole body is in pain... Is he back again?Or the Wuji Continent was a dream he had...

"Yan'er... Yan'er, you finally woke up, you are so frightened to death, why do you want to jump off that cliff?" While Mo Ziyan was thinking, a beautiful woman who still had a charm pushed open the door Walking in, seeing Mo Ziyan who had opened his eyes, wept with joy.

"You... don't you like me?" Mo Ziyan looked at the beautiful woman in a daze and asked uncertainly.

"Stupid child, no matter what, you are a piece of meat that fell from Wei Niang's body, why Wei Niang doesn't like you." The beautiful woman blamed.

"You never liked me before." Mo Ziyan looked at her fixedly.

"That was before... Alas! I used to resent you because of the grievances between us adults... But after you jumped off the cliff, I suddenly realized that I have always loved you..." The beautiful woman's eyes were sad, adding even more A touch of flavor.

Since that day, Mo Ziyan has lived the life he wanted most before, a loving mother and a filial son, it turns out that this is what it feels like to have a mother's love.

Another day, Mo's mother prepared a table of sumptuous dishes to nourish Mo Ziyan.

"Come on, Yan'er eat this, and this, these are all good for your unhealed body." Mother Mo smiled gently, her eyes full of concern.

"Thank you mother for preparing so much for the baby, but I think it's time for me to go back." Mo Ziyan accepted with a smile, with a trace of unknown emotion hidden in his eyes.

"Go back? Yan'er, what nonsense are you talking about! Silly boy, isn't this your home? You want to go back there." Mo's mother smiled, looking at Mo Ziyan as if she was looking at someone Like naughty kids.

"You know what I'm talking about." Mo Ziyan stood up and walked behind her, gently hugging her with his hands from behind, resting his head on her shoulders, and whispering softly against her ear with his lips: "Thank you." You gave me what I wanted, and I will always remember you." At the same time, a sharp knife plunged into her chest.

Mo Ziyan opened his eyes again, his eyes were clear and transparent, and what he saw again was the invisible steps. Thinking about the things in the illusion, Mo Ziyan couldn't help curling his lips into a chuckle. After passing through this illusion, His obsession with that person has completely disappeared...

In fact, from the very beginning, he knew that he had fallen into his own illusion, but he didn't know how to break it, so he kept falling into it by himself. It wasn't until she appeared that he understood what his so-called obsession was... Since he was a child, he hoped to be able to... To get a smile from that person, a word of care, but... He will never get these things, she hates him, hates that he shouldn't be born in the world, hates that he shouldn't be born for her... She has always resented His... Seeing her different appearance in the illusion, he must have felt joy in his heart... Seeing her laughing, worrying for himself, and worrying for himself, his heart suddenly felt a lot more fulfilled... Although he He clearly understands that all of this is fake... and all he needs to do is to end this too real illusion... When he plunged the sharp knife into her heart, he thought he would be reluctant to part with her, but in fact he did not. Very calm, without even a trace of hesitation, maybe he also clearly understands that that person will never show a smile for him, will not be kind to him, and the she in the illusion will never be She, or he, loves him from the bottom of his heart.