Heavenly practice

Chapter 265 The Road to Illusion

Before Shen Zhuo stepped into the barrier, he tied the hands of himself and the machine with a hair tie, because the next moment they stepped on a piece of soft grass.

As far as the eye can see, there is a green hillside. At the lowest point of the hillside is a clear lake, which is as calm as a mirror. On the high side of the hillside, there is a very strange tree. The reason why it is called strange is because of its personality Twisted dancing people.

The lead machine next to him was very calm, and he prolonged his voice with joy and exaggeration, "Wow".

"This is the first time I've stepped into a secret realm after crossing!"

"Nonsense, me too."

"Didn't you go to the cloud and fog environment?"

"Different."

The wind is light and the clouds are calm, and everything around is comfortable and relaxing. Of course, only Shen Zhuo, who has no interest in secret realms, can relax at this time and sit down directly.

The lake looks boundless, reaching to the horizon, the end is invisible to the naked eye, the wind blows faintly, and the world is incredibly quiet.

"What a comfortable place."

"Unfortunately, it's just an illusion."

This is also the reason why he reminded Long Xiang in advance and tied himself to the machine. Everyone will be randomly divided into thousands of illusions after entering the secret realm. Getting out of the illusion is only the first step, just like an infinitely reduced The narrowed expressway, the further you go, the more people you will meet, until in the end, there is only one road, the road leading to the tomb of Tianhuang.

"That's beautiful too...Da Da is really amazing."

It was the first time that Qianji praised him so calmly, and Shen Zhuo turned to look at him.

Sensing his gaze, Qianji turned her head and smiled, looking at the boundless and beautiful lake, "Every time I read a big book, I would think this way, how could there be such a real description? How could there be such a vivid description?" What about people? How could there be such a different world that makes people excited? Either you have really been to this world, or you created this world, no matter which one, you are really amazing, your mind There are so many vast worlds in it."

Shen Zhuo smiled, "Now it has come true."

The two were silent for a moment, then Zhuanji suddenly said, "Daddy, are you going back?"

"..."

Shen Zhuo was silent for a long time, until Zhuanji had confirmed his acquiescence, and then slowly said, "Return."

Pulling the machine dumbfounded, "Then... what about the demigod?"

Shen Zhuo's answer was beyond his expectation, but also reasonable. If Shen Zhuo really couldn't go back, it was impossible. He remembered that he had a mother.

"I sometimes feel that your existence is to remind me in the dark."

Shen Zhuo smiled lightly, "Remind me that I don't belong to this world, remind me that this place is all fake, I will go back eventually."

The lead machine was silent.

"Forget it, let's go."

"where to?"

Pulling the machine to look around, "We are together, so is this your illusion or mine?"

"Nature is mine."

Shen Zhuo patted the hem of his clothes, and walked slowly up the hillside, "Illusions are born from the heart, people with strong spiritual consciousness dominate the illusion, and can even counteract those who set up illusions. Although you have built a foundation, your spiritual consciousness is far inferior to mine."

Zhuo Ji nodded with a vague understanding, and walked forward behind Shen Zhuo, "Is your spiritual sense very powerful?"

"Yeah." Shen Zhuo was not humble.

Zhuo Ji's eyes lit up immediately, "How powerful is it?"

"Probably...more powerful than your demigod?"

"real or fake?!"

Yan Ji was shocked, and grabbed his arm, "If it is in the illusion, wouldn't you be more powerful than the demigod?"

"almost."

After all, pointing to this hand to survive, Shen Zhuo felt quite desolate, the majestic incarnation of heaven had fallen to this point.

However, his little fan brother is completely opposite. Hearing that he is more powerful than a demigod, he can't wait to kneel down and sing Conquer.

"Big... you are really... amazing!"

"..."

Seeing him like this, Shen Zhuo thought he was cute, patted his head, stepped on the hillside, and saw another scene.

The completely different sound of howling cold wind attracted Zhuanji's attention, he turned his head and looked over, and was stunned for a moment.

In front of me is a pure white world of ice and snow, the cold wind howls and blows, countless trees carved from ice and snow stand in a row, thick snow covers the ground, and the sky above is full of snowflakes, the whole sky is nothing but snowflakes The falling sound was extraordinarily quiet.

"This……"

Pulling the machine turned his head and glanced behind him, there was still the sunny hillside lake full of spring flowers, but the hillside was cold and cold in winter, "What kind of place is this?"

Since this is a fantasy created by Shen Zhuo, it must be a picture in Shen Zhuo's mind.

"It should be Shenxu, I have seen it in a dream." Shen Zhuo said.

"Shenxu..."

Zhuanji quickly searched for these two words in his mind, but after a long time to no avail, "Is it something you will write later?"

"Well, a copy."

Shen Zhuo didn't say too much, after all, this secret realm is conscious.

"Then... what are we going to do now?"

Looking at the Wanli Snow Mountain, Qianji was a little worried, "Are we going to go there?"

"Ah."

"Will it freeze to death?"

Shen Zhuo hesitated a little, but he didn't know.

So he stretched out his feet and took a tentative step forward, then his whole body trembled, and he shrank back, then squatted down silently and hugged himself tightly.

"Hot... hot?" Zhuoji was a little scared.

"...Cold." Shen Zhuo said tremblingly.

Qianji was silent, then tentatively stretched out a foot, paused, "Big..."

"Ok?"

Shen Zhuo looked up at him, and found that he didn't respond at all with one leg stretched out, "Aren't you cold?"

"……fine."

Zhuo Ji stretched out another hand, "It seems that there is no temperature."

Shen Zhuo was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Xiaoqian, is your family from the Northeast?"

"..."

Shen Zhuo hesitated for a moment, then suddenly closed his eyes, stretched out a hand, and then...he was no longer cold.

He opened his eyes again, and the icy and snowy land in front of him peeled away like a faded oil painting, turning into a flat green grassland, which was an endless prairie from a distance.

Qianji's eyes widened, "Wow! Have you ever been to the Hulun Buir Grassland?!"

Shen Zhuo smiled, took out a gray mouse from his sleeve, and immediately showed a surprised and disgusted expression.

"Big Daddy, you... like raising mice?"

"This is Wuban."

Qianji's eyes lit up, "Wu Jin? That treasure hunting mouse?"

"Well, let's go." Shen Zhuo followed the mouse and walked forward.

This walk is unusual, but only a few hundred steps, I watched as the surrounding Hulunbeier grassland turned into a loess plateau, then a karst landform, and finally a crater appeared...

He was stunned and stared at the machine, and finally said dryly, "Big...you're good at geography."

"After a little trial, the path of the illusion is already under my control."

As soon as Shen Zhuo finished speaking, the treasure hunting mouse in front made a discovery.