Dong Rui looked as he was told and saw "Dong Rui" standing a few feet away, also holding the lotus on the altar table and looking at him with surprise!
What surprised him the most was that there was He Lingchuan and Gui Yuan standing next to this "Dong Rui".
The dead monkey pointed at him and kept chirping! He could understand the ghost ape's words:
"Another master, the master in the mirror will move!"
Damn it! His hair stood on end. He looked around and found that there was no He Lingchuan around him, let alone a ghost ape!
Qian Huan asked him: "Now do you think you are really a fantasy?" The source of the voice was wrong.
Dong Rui looked again and saw Qian Huan standing beside He Lingchuan, several feet away from him.
They, they all seemed to be standing in front of an invisible mirror, standing in a row, all looking at him in the mirror!
"I..." He opened his mouth, but couldn't find anything to say within two seconds, "I, of course I am real!"
However, He Lingchuan still had a look of surprise on his face, pointed at him and said something very meaningful: "When the truth is false, the false is also true."
Dong Rui's hair stood on end: "Hey, don't be like this!" Is he still a good teammate?
Qian Huan asked him: "You can't find a mirror now, so you only have yourself to distinguish between truth and illusion. Consciousness is truth, unconsciousness is illusion, right?"
The mirror as a reference object is gone. To distinguish between reality and illusion, Dong Rui can only find the next reference object.
The harder it is to find this reference and the more abstract it is, the harder it is for people to make accurate judgments.
"Yes." Dong Rui suddenly shuddered and quickly waved his hand, "No more playing, no more playing, don't make me lose consciousness!"
The current reference is his "consciousness". If this big mirage comes into his mind and messes around, making him unable to distinguish between reality and fantasy, wouldn't he be useless?
Qian Huan walked straight in front of him, took the lotus from his hand, and put it back into the bottle: "Okay, that's it."
Dong Rui's shoulders sank, but the ghost ape jumped onto his shoulders and sat down, and made a face with bared teeth at him, making him want to punch it in the face.
When he turned around, He Lingchuan was beside him.
Dong Rui took a long breath and felt relieved.
He stretched his neck and looked behind Qian Huan. There was nothing there. This was because he had put away his illusion skills.
"Illusion is not necessarily a simple deception." Qian Huan said calmly, "Blurring the boundaries between reality and illusion confuses reality and illusion themselves."
What is the boundary? The boundary is the fulcrum, the fulcrum for judging truth and illusion. If it is taken away or blurred, who can tell whether it is real illusion? He Lingchuan thoughtfully said: "The boundaries mentioned by the Immortal are actually rules. Well? If you want to change reality from fiction, you must at least blur the rules between fiction and reality.”
Qian Huan glanced at him, a little surprised.
"It's a little bit close. At your age, you can actually figure this out?" His words rarely contained two points of approval.
He Lingchuan made nonsense: "It was just a flash of inspiration." In fact, he thought of the world of Panlong.
Why do you say that the world is illusory? Use Qianhuan's theory to deduce it, because the big square pot itself is the limit. Outside the pot is truth, and inside the pot is emptiness. If
..
He Lingchuan's heart beat faster. What if the boundaries of the square pot become blurred?
If the inside and outside of the pot cannot be clearly distinguished, is it possible for the Panlong world and the real world to be "confused" and merged with each other?
Thinking of this, the haze in his heart disappeared, and all his thoughts seemed to be clear.
"It seems that the sixty-year retreat of the Immortal Master has been fruitful." He Lingchuan saluted Qian Huan with clasped fists, the joy on his face coming from the bottom of his heart, "Congratulations!"
People who didn't know better thought he was sincerely congratulating Qian Huan.
"If you want to take the next step forward, there are thousands of difficulties and obstacles." Qian Huan said quietly, "Whenever you reach my level of cultivation, you will know that human power is limited, but the mysteries of heaven and earth are endless."
"Can't the Dayan Dzi Pearl also help the Immortal Master achieve the right state of cultivation?"
Qian Huan frowned slightly: "One or two treasures can allow you to spy on the avenue? How can it be that easy?"
He then asked He Lingchuan: "Who did you learn from?"
"If you don't have a serious apprenticeship, you have to figure it out on your own or practice in the army."
Qian Huan walked to the sand table: "In the army? After the Middle Ages, practitioners began to praise the use of martial arts to enter the Tao and the use of killing to prove the Tao, because it was quick. However, in ancient times, this method was the most undesirable, because killing would disturb the mind and be riddled with karma.
A happy ending is rare."
His meaning is very clear. Practitioners in the late Middle Ages had limited progress and could choose to enter the Tao through martial arts. However, in an environment where the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is abundant and the upper limit of cultivation is increased, this path is not suitable.
He Lingchuan subconsciously looked at the sand table. Killing to prove the Tao will lead to karma, but what about destroying all life on the island? There will be no karma?
Or do you mean that if something happens, the disciple will do his duty?
This time it was Qian Huan who took the initiative and said, "From you, I seem to see two aspects of the old friend's style."
"Oh?" He Lingchuan asked curiously, "Which old friend?" "Neither like a demon nor an immortal." Qian Huan said leisurely, "Have you ever heard of General Red or Panlong City?"
He Lingchuan's heart beat a beat faster immediately. He never expected that the Red General would be mentioned in this way on this occasion.
But he is really very thick-skinned, and he can make a mountain collapse without changing his appearance:
"I've heard that it was an unparalleled general more than a hundred years ago, and the small town that fought against Bega until the last moment. The Immortal Lord was in charge of Lingshan at the time, right? How come I've seen her before?"
"Destiny happens and things are unpredictable." Qian Huan asked him, "You said before, where are you from?"
"Yangshan Islands."
Qian Huan's eyes were as bright as fire: "No, where are you from?"
"It's in the Panlong Desert. I grew up listening to the stories of Panlong City." He Lingchuan didn't think there was anything to hide. Qian Huan wouldn't suddenly be interested in a "little guy" like him unless he found some clues.
, for example, if he can drag away the Haoyuan Golden Mirror, there is a power hidden behind him that can destroy the "law" of Xiaodongtian.
He Lingchuan even suspected that the ringtone of the token eaves bell that Lingshan asked him to bring contained certain information, and it was very likely that it mentioned He Lingchuan's own message.
Otherwise, Lingshan itself is full of talents, so why did Wang Xingyi insist on asking He Lingchuan to find the upside-down sea?
Lingshan knew He Lingchuan's secret and knew that he was closely related to Dafanghu. Now, Qian Huan also knows, right?
In this case, Lingshan had no good intentions at all in sending him here. He Lingchuan was not angry when he thought of this.
It doesn't matter, he has long harbored ill intentions toward Master Qian Huan, so he has to allow others to reciprocate with courtesy.
Besides, he has always suspected that Qianhuan Zhenren had something to do with Panlong City in history. Therefore, Qianhuan Zhenren, who was in charge of Lingshan more than 150 years ago, was probably very particular about people related to Panlong City and Dafang Hu.
Attentive.
Chapter completed!