Immortal Illusionist

Chapter 1 First Encounter

"According to legend, reincarnation has an end.

The end of reincarnation is the end of time. At that time, the sky will collapse, everything will be overturned, and all civilization and history will be wiped out.

According to legend, the last reincarnation was the era called Floating Life.

In that era, swords and nights whined together, and ghosts walked with Taoists.In a place blessed by heaven, demon spirits, human beings, and ghosts coexist peacefully. Magic is the instinct of every creature, and there is no need to practice.

During this peak period of Taoism, countless magical and powerful spells emerged one after another.At that time, there were five young and strong men on the mainland, and they were also called the Five Young Masters of Fusheng.

Young Master Thousand Illusions, control the way of reincarnation;

Mr. Sufeng, who controls the way of grandmist;

Young Master Lie Que, control the way of cracking;

Master Ming Yai, mastering the way of nothingness;

Master Feng Qi controls the way of speech.

At the end of reincarnation, the five of them acted against the sky with their great supernatural powers, and buried the seeds of life at the end of destruction.

Ten thousand years later, the seed of life germinated and turned into a new heaven, restarting the cycle of reincarnation.

Achievement of today's era ----- Wisteria era. "

The gloomy and desolate voice lingered in the simple cave, and Mu Ziyi looked at the stalactites dripping water above his head, and fell into a daze for a moment.

"Okay, today's 'Wisteria Lecture' is over, all listeners are welcome to contact us with their opinions and ideas through the sound transmission mirror, lucky listeners will have the opportunity to get a mysterious gift worth three hundred spirit stones, Next is commercial time. Don't go away, it's even more exciting to come back!"

Mu Ziyi changed the channel of the small and exquisite Yingui in his hand.There was a sonorous exclamation from inside.

"Really! Really only ninety-eight! Not ten thousand, not one thousand, as long as ninety-eight, can I have the limited edition Fengchi brand cloud wheel!

You heard it right, in order to give back to consumers, the company will launch five limited edition cloud wheels starting today..."

With a "goo", Mu Ziyi rubbed his hungry stomach, then closed Yingui and put it in his sleeve.

He walked out of the cave slowly, dejected: "Hey, I've been trapped in this damn mountain for a month. When will I be tall? Fortunately, there is still Yingui who can hear the news from the outside world."

Outside the cave is a narrow canyon, and on the top of the cliffs on both sides are towering skylines.Mu Ziyi walked out of the canyon, came to a thick forest, and lowered his head to pick at the trap he set up yesterday.

The two gray-haired rabbits were pierced through the intestines by the spikes, blood flowed all over the ground, and they thrashed a few times from time to time, dying.

His frown was finally relaxed, he mentioned his dinner, and walked back to the cave.

It's a long story, but Mu Ziyi is the young master of Yunjian Villa, a sword repair family in Luo Kingdom. At the age of 17, he was happily heading to the No. [-] Monastery College in Luo Country--Tianyuan College. Unexpectedly, he was attacked on the way, and a group of men in black attacked him.Caught off guard, he strayed into the teleportation array set up by the enemy and came to this mountain.

When he confirmed through the positioning device on Yingui that he was at the famous "Cangwu Mountain", his back was soaked in cold sweat.

joke!Even a three-year-old child knows that Cangwu Mountain is the scariest place!

When she was young, her mother threatened Mu Ziyi who was disobedient, saying: "If you are disobedient again, I will throw you to Cangwu Mountain!"

Kid Yi was terrified every time, lowered his head, and obediently admitted his mistake.

From this we can see what a terrifying place this is!

He has been trapped in Cangwu Mountain for 30 days.

In this month, he had narrowly escaped death. He had encountered ferocious beast riots, spirit bird attacks, and poisonous miasma swamps...

It is really thanks to his talent and heart that he can persevere until now.

He lifted the dead rabbit in his hand, walked towards his temporary mountain nest, and complained rather sadly: "Why is there no one, am I really doomed to die alone in the mountains!"

As soon as the words fell, God seemed to take pity on his experience, and there was a roar from the sky in response.

Mu Ziyi looked up, and saw a narrow line of sky, filled with ice and snow mixed with rocks, cascading down.

"Avalanche!" A thought quickly flashed through his mind, his body subconsciously bent back slightly, exerted force on his knees, and jumped three or four feet upwards.With a flash of silver light in his right hand, a sword with a green edge suddenly condensed into shape, swept lightly in the air, and waved a white light curtain, struggling to resist the overwhelming white snow.

His eyes flashed aside, and there seemed to be a small human figure mixed with the glaring white.

Mu Ziyi was slightly taken aback: It turned out to be a person!

In this huge Cangwu Mountain, there is actually a second person?

He was very excited, a silver light flashed in his eyes, and the sword's glow immediately increased by three feet, and the ice and snow melted wherever it passed.He borrowed strength in the air, flew to the side of that person, and hugged him.

Unexpectedly, there were countless broken stones mixed in the ice and snow, and one of them whizzed and hit his left arm.

Mu Ziyi only felt pain in his left arm, and when he looked closely, he found that the broken stone was firmly embedded in the bone of his left arm.

Heart-piercing pain came, he clenched his teeth, tightened his grip on the person in his hand, and hurriedly retreated.He turned over with a kite in the air, and fell back into the mountain nest with great difficulty.

When he put down the person in his hand, his left hand was already soaked in blood, and the coquettish vermilion liquid was left bit by bit along the fingertips.He quite skillfully pulled out two sharp pieces of jade from behind, inserted them into the wound on his left hand, gritted his teeth and exerted force, quickly took out the gravel, and at the same time immediately tore off a piece of silk cloth on the hem to bind up the wound tightly.

After he finished this series of tasks, he was already exhausted, leaning against the mountain wall, gasping for breath, glistening beads of sweat slid across his cheeks and dripped down his pale lips.

After coming to Cangwu Mountain, such injuries became commonplace. At first, he could use the medicinal pills that he carried with him to treat him. After the medicinal pills were completely used up, he could only resign himself to fate and allow himself to recover.

If this continues, this body will probably be dilapidated, right?

The terrible thoughts weighed heavily on his heart like a boulder, making it difficult for him to breathe.

When will I be able to leave Cangwu Mountain?

Thinking of this, he thought of the person he had just saved.

He stepped forward to check his breath, and he was still alive.He took his pulse again, but there was nothing abnormal, and when he checked his body, there were only some skin injuries.

Looking up at the towering cliff wall, he sighed in his heart: What a fateful person, falling from such a height, he was almost unscathed!

Seeing that it was getting late, he dragged his exhausted body to find an open space, spread the weeds in the mountains into a soft cushion, and placed the boy on it.He collected some more firewood, took out the hare he had just hunted, set up a rack, and put it on the fire to roast.

The golden-yellow rabbit meat was licked by the tongue of fire, dripping oil droplets, dripping onto the flame, making a sizzling sound.Mu Ziyi carefully looked at this lucky boy who fell from the sky.

The ordinary eyebrows, the ordinary forehead, and the ordinary lips, combined together, turned into a delicate and immature face.

I don't know which unlucky guy, like himself, strayed into Cangwu Mountain by mistake, and fell off the cliff even more tragically.

The night falls in all directions, the sky is full of stars, and the bonfire is boiling with tongues of flame, layer after layer of yellow light enveloping, covering the entire valley with a hazy layer of mist.A young man in white leaned lazily on the stone wall, holding a sword in his right hand, and the shadow behind him danced and swayed in the firelight.As soon as he turned around, he saw sword eyebrows and star eyes, a face like a crown of jade, with a smile and a heroic posture.

An Xinan opened his eyes, staring blankly at the young man in front of him, imagining the appearance of the fairy in the legend, probably like this jade tree facing the wind, as graceful as a frightened bird.

Mu Zi noticed that the young man in front of him woke up and turned around, but his eyes were blurred, dull and worried.

Could it be that he fell stupid?

He handed over a golden rabbit leg that was roasted crispy on the outside and tender on the inside: "You are hungry, here, take it and eat it."

An Xinan took the rabbit's leg blankly, at a loss. In his not-so-long fifteen years of life, no one had ever greeted him with such enthusiasm. All along, he was the one who was excluded and ignored.

He didn't know how to respond.

Mu Ziyi was a little embarrassed, he couldn't really fall stupid, right?I still expect you to take me out of this ghost place.

"Just now, no, half a day ago, you fell from the sky." Muzi pointed to the crack-like sky, and explained: "Then, I happened to catch you."

Anxi Nan murmured her thanks, her cheeks flushed slightly.

"Mu Ziyi in Xiayunjian Villa, this brother, you and I are destined to meet each other, I don't know how to call you brother?" He said politely.

Mu Ziyi didn't quite understand, but he also guessed that he was asking his own name, and he answered honestly, "My name is Anxi Nan."

"Then, Brother An, how did you come to Cangwu Mountain? And do you know the way out?" Mu Ziyi asked.

An Xinan nodded and said, "I didn't come to Cangwu Mountain, I already lived here, but I do know a few ways down the mountain."

"What?" Mu Ziyi was shocked, his eyes fell to the ground: "You actually live on Cangwu Mountain?"

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