Yingmeng raised his sword and chopped the wine jar into pieces. The layout of the ancient house immediately changed. The only thing left was the broken wine jar.

Seeing the surrounding environment, Yingmeng was startled. There were formations within formations. No, they should be parallel formations. And the way they were connected was very strange. It was as if the whole place was formed by formations. Each formation

They are linked together to form different scenery and different environments. I'm afraid there are more formations behind them.

With such achievements, it would be no exaggeration to say that he is a genius. Moreover, he is not bad luck, being born in an era where he can develop as he pleases.

It's so interesting. Yingmeng hasn't hit a wall in the formation for a long time. In her eyes, this has become an interesting formation-breaking game.

Now Yingmeng is facing a cliff. There is a fairy atmosphere floating around, white cranes occasionally fly over in the sky, and there seems to be the sound of water flowing under the mist. There is a wooden bridge on the cliff. On the opposite side of the bridge is a peach blossom tree.

Yingmeng flew over to take a look, but found that she couldn't use the Yin energy. When she discovered this, she was shocked. She felt other energy and found that it couldn't be used. However, she didn't panic. She closed her eyes and let her thoughts go. Then with a thought, her hands

There was a burst of pain.

"The illusion array is an illusion array, it doesn't exist at all."

It’s not that energy cannot be used in this space, it’s that this illusory array makes people think so. It changes what you can see and affects your vision. Subjectively, you think it can’t be used. But the objective fact is that you can’t believe it.

your eyes.

Yingmeng sighed. If it weren't for the pseudo-formation eye, she really wanted to burn the formation directly. She looked around carefully. The biggest enemy of a beautiful dream is reality. How to destroy this beauty?

What about the environment?

She walked around this area for a long time, no matter what, she would come back to the bridge every time. She also checked the bridge and the peach blossom tree, and even brought down the white cranes from the sky. However, there was nothing on it.

There are traces of the formation. And when you touch it, it feels like the real thing.

After finally going around in a circle, it seems that there is nothing fishy anywhere. If you calculate it this way, after eliminating all possibilities, the most unlikely one is the truth. If everything here is not the formation eye, and the formation eye must be here,

Then the formation eye is herself.

Yingmeng jumped off the cliff without hesitation. Without using any strength, he relaxed his mind and waited for death.

It takes a lot of courage to break through this formation. You have to believe in your own assumptions and wait for death without using any strength.

Then, when she opened her eyes again, she had already arrived at the next illusion array. Just like this, it was destroyed over and over again, and she didn't know how much time had passed.

Ying Meng raised her eyes and saw that she should have left the formation. This was a teahouse.

Just when Yingmeng was wondering, is this new?

When she was doing the formation, she saw the cakes on the table. They looked delicious. Then. Then nothing happened.

Just when Yingmeng opened his stomach and ate and drank, a rich and arrogant voice came from the main seat.

"A genius. After experiencing so many formations, how do you distinguish between reality and illusion?"

The powerful pressure visible to the naked eye swayed in the air like water ripples, and Yingmeng choked out a mouthful of blood. He was about to spit it out, but remembered that there was cake in his mouth, so he swallowed it hard. He thought to himself, "Actually,

She really didn't see it. Moreover, each illusory formation is too real, and each formation contains a kind of Tao. This is exactly the same as the real world, okay? She is just simply hungry."

If you think so in your heart, can you say it with your mouth?

Ying Meng looked at the main seat, where there was a skeleton. This should be the Immortal Lord.

"The illusory things of our predecessors are beautiful, but they always lack a sense of reality. Even if our predecessors' formations have reached their peak and can even build a world, can this change its illusory nature? Its biggest enemy is reality.

We can like illusion, but we cannot indulge in it, otherwise we will never be able to extricate ourselves." Yingmeng said with a respectful look.

That's right, she didn't directly answer her predecessor's question, but created a new question and then answered her own question. This is a speaking technique so that others will forget what the question they asked the first time was.

"Hahahaha, I have seen something that I have never seen through in my whole life, but you, a little girl who is less than a hundred years old, have actually seen it. I once wanted to use formations to create the perfect world in my heart, but I trapped myself in it.

It has been a long time. Now it can be regarded as a wish fulfilled." An image appeared on the skull, and a middle-aged man wearing a black robe appeared in mid-air.

Yingmeng rubbed his hands, living in the legendary utopia period, he was not satisfied yet, and wanted a perfect world. Isn't the period of gods and demons a perfect world?

After all, Yingmeng is too young. Just like other ghosts, he has seen through the phenomena of this era at a young age. However, because he does not have sufficient social experience, he will think that there is always an era that is perfect, but he does not know that every era is perfect.

Every era has its troubles.

The middle-aged man glanced at Yingmeng. "You are a Yin cultivator."

Hearing this determined tone, Ying Meng couldn't eat anymore. If this old senior was prejudiced against Yin cultivators, wouldn't she feel cold all at once?

Seeing Ying Meng who was suddenly on guard, the middle-aged man laughed loudly. "There is nothing to be guarded about. I won't do anything bad to you. Anyway, it's all for the channel. It doesn't matter what kind of energy you cultivate. The process is not important."

Yingmeng suddenly remembered that this old man came from the era of gods and demons, so why would he care about cultivating anything. He felt that he was too stupid, and Yingmeng would not

Put two pieces of cake into your mouth to relieve your anger.

At first, Yingmeng continued to eat unscrupulously. But there was an elder next to her who stared at her with stern eyes. Regarding eating, she didn't really care about other people's opinions. But when she was eating, there were always people staring at her.

Feeling uncomfortable.

"It seems that the senior has been freed, then..." You sir, please disappear quickly and don't delay my eating. Oh my God, the pastries in the era of gods and demons are so delicious. It was definitely a perfect era.

The middle-aged man seemed a little surprised, "Don't you want my inheritance?"

Yingmeng's mouth was filled with orgasms. If she didn't eat more, she might not be able to eat anymore. She said vaguely: "Why do you need so much desire? If you have less desire, you will be much happier."

The middle-aged man looked at her and smiled. "I was negligent. This is a truly sentimental person."

When he raised his hand, the wall behind him shattered to pieces, and behind him was a house with one wall missing. The scene behind the wall opened Ying Meng's eyes.

The first floor alone is filled with all kinds of antique furniture and rare jewelry. The rooms on the second floor are used to store books. Each room is filled with various valuable books and manuscripts, stacked from floor to ceiling.

It's a book.

"This is my lifelong collection of books. They are all my insights into the formation. Now I give them to you. You can look at them at will, but do not take them out. As for the time, please rest assured that this formation, no matter where it is,

No matter how long you stay in there, it will only last one day if you go out."

After saying that, his skeleton turned into white foam and flew out the window. It slowly dissipated in the air under the sunshine. After tens of thousands of years of waiting, he finally saw the reality clearly. But he chose to sleep forever in this prosperous illusion array like a dream.

I don’t know what he was thinking, but he treated Yingmeng as an equal as he spoke. In fact, she probably didn’t understand what Yingmeng said.

The main reason is that wise men always regard simple questions as profound philosophical questions. For example, where do I come from? Ordinary people will tell their hometown or country, but wise men always think deeper. But often the answer is

The simplest one. The so-called great wisdom and foolishness should be like this.

Of course, Yingmeng didn't think that much, she just felt that she had met another strange person.

Yingmeng looked at the books next to her and the cake on the table. They were both her favorite things. How should she make a decision?

If someone could break the illusion at this time, they would find a pretty good-looking woman with a vulgar behavior sitting on a pile of books holding a plate of pastries. She was holding a manuscript in her hand, using her hands covered in syrup.

Looking through the manuscript, it seems that I read it very "seriously".
Chapter completed!