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Ye Yinfeng was filled with endless consternation in his heart, and he also secretly laughed in amazement, he never expected that it would be such an ending, originally he thought that he had guessed it, but such an ending was still beyond his expectations. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThere is an illusion in the hallucination, and there is an illusion in the illusion, and he remembered what he had just experienced, and he himself could tell where the illusion was and which was the illusion. But it is certain that the person who performs this magic must have a high attainment in this sorcery, and must reach the highest level of the pinnacle.

Thinking of the experience just now, he was also in a cold sweat, a fantasy realm, three different tests, respectively, to test their observation, as well as the explosive power in the depths of their hearts, as for what he saw and heard in this last illusion, he was not sure what was the test. After all, he knew that this level was not solved by himself, but by the little girl who was like a pink jade carving to give him a spiritual seed, which was hidden in his subconscious, and finally sprouted and grew into a big tree in the sky, so that he successfully cracked the last illusion at the most critical moment. So why did he wake up after he saw Xiao Ru's mischievous tongue sticking out, as well as the complicated expressions on the faces of the pavilion masters and couples of Qingfeng Mingyue Pavilion.

This kind of experience seems to be light and light, but in his opinion, such an experience is ten thousand times more thrilling than killing with a sword. If you don't come out of that illusion, then your spiritual consciousness will always be trapped in that illusion, and you will never be liberated, and eventually, you will become a living dead. Unless the person who performs this witchcraft lifts it, the consequences will be unimaginable.

He is willing to fight with real swords and swords, rather than encounter such a great enemy, otherwise he will accidentally fall into other people's witchcraft and be trapped in that illusion, which is more uncomfortable than death. But this witchcraft will be an eye-opener for him, there is such a strange magic in this world, which makes him palpitate and secretly vigilant, and expresses deep fear of this witchcraft. He was also curious about when he fell into this witchcraft, and he felt that he had no defense at all, so he fell into the illusion of others, which made him even more eager to improve his cultivation strength.

His gaze flickered over the young men again, and he realized that all the other teenagers were in this hallucination with their eyes closed. He was the first to wake up, but he wasn't complacent, because he didn't rely on his own strength to get through the test. No wonder, the deputy pavilion master of the Qingfeng Mingyue Pavilion would say in that illusion that as long as he returned here, he would pass the first layer of the test. And whether this is a test or not, he doesn't know, so he can only wait quietly for the other teenagers to wake up.

After another half a pillar of incense, the cold cold air was pressing into the bones, and the cold wind was like a knife wantonly blowing on everyone's cheeks, and the young people who fell into the illusion had no sense. However, sober people have felt the chill pressing to the bottom.

The soft light glowed orange, and the sparkling water of the lake also rose with a thicker and hazy mist, rising from the surface of the lake. The blue waves rippled, rippling endlessly, and there was silence at this time.

Even Ye Yinfeng didn't expect that the second person to wake up was Shi Jingtao, the son of the Shi family in the southern corner of Jinling City, who opened his eyes and showed an extremely shocked expression. His eyes were even more incredible, a mouth was wide open, he could not believe his eyes, and rubbed his eyes vigorously, only to confirm that the situation at this time was not in an illusion. He swept his eyes and saw Ye Yinfeng standing not far from him, and found that the other party had already woken up. There was a strange look in his eyes, and then he nodded to the other party, which was regarded as a kind greeting.

Ye Yinfeng came and did not be rude, and also nodded to the other party. In fact, he really wanted to know what the son of the Shi family saw in that illusion, and after he woke up, he didn't see any exaggerated expression on Shi Jingtao's face. Presumably, there is no too torturous scene in this illusion. Compared with his thrilling hallucinations, the son of the Shi family is obviously much better than him, not thrilling and dangerous, and spending it peacefully.

Then he woke up a poor student dressed in cloth, with a deep fear and an exaggerated expression of abuse in his eyes, that poor genius must have encountered a scene in this illusion that should be no less thrilling than Ye Yinfeng, or even more dangerous. It's just that he survived with his super will and tenacity. In the end, this talented man from a poor family defeated most of the sons of wealthy families in third place. It must also have something extraordinary, otherwise no one would have such outstanding results.

One after another, people woke up, and when they woke up, their eyes were full of shock and disbelief, and the expressions on their faces were rich and colorful, with a terrifying fear in their doubts, and those teenagers who encountered horror scenes in the fantasy world also had extremely exaggerated distortions. When they woke up, they were silent, as if they were thinking about the scene in the illusion, and they seemed to be thinking about when they had entered the illusion.

Most of the teenagers had woken up, except for a few, their eyes closed and their distorted cheeks drenched in puffs of sweat. I couldn't stop shaking, and I almost started to dance my hands.

The princes and the people of the Qingfeng Mingyue Pavilion watched all this quietly, and they didn't discuss anything. In the end, only three or five teenagers were left and did not wake up, still trapped in the illusion and could not help themselves.

The middle-aged woman who stood as gracefully as the breeze and clouds frowned slightly, and a few beads of sweat the size of soybeans appeared on her delicate face. She stretched out her daughter, who was holding her hand, and took a step forward. Suddenly, a gust of wind whistled out of her body.

"Snap" A crisp and pleasant snap of the fingers came from the hands of the middle-aged woman in official clothes, and the snap fingers stirred up a metal-like crisp sound in the night, turning into a circle of sounds, slowly spreading out, and finally bringing bursts of cyclones around the unawake teenagers.

The cyclone swirled around the unawake teenagers like the phantom hazy mist, and then the unawake teenagers opened their eyes. As soon as one of the teenagers opened his eyes, the confused gaze in his eyes was revealed, and he fell limply and lay on the ground. The other teenagers were so frightened that they didn't dare to move. After a long time, they got used to it, and the incomprehensible light in their eyes became more abundant and more vigorous.

"Okay, you've passed the test of the first layer just now, and it's not too early, it's still time to fight tomorrow, please come here and carry out the test of the second layer" The middle-aged man with beautiful hair and beard coughed lightly, breaking the silence. He turned his gaze to the young men who had been freed from the illusion and said, "You have not passed the test of this first level, you don't need to come tomorrow, of course, you can still be a bystander, but you are not qualified to participate in the selection." ”

As soon as his words fell, the teenagers who had woken up from the illusion suddenly showed relaxed expressions, and there were no exaggerated movements like joy. But from their faces, it was hard to hide the joy of seeing. Only then did the teenager who failed the test react, with a look of disappointment and frustration on his face. The words of the deputy pavilion master of the Clear Wind and Bright Moon Pavilion were like a final word, and no one could generate any objections.

"See you tomorrow" Shi Jingtao hugged Ye Yinfeng with a fist, his expression was also very free, he did not have any mud and water, although he was used as a gun, but the strength of the blue-shirted young man has been reflected. Coupled with the earth-shattering promise of the little girl who was carved like a pink jade, who would dare to despise this unknown boy in a remote town at this time. Strength speaks for itself, and he recognized the blue-shirted boy at the same time, putting him on an equal footing. The change in attitude is nothing more than the factor of strength.

Ye Yinfeng smiled bitterly in his heart, he knew that he was really lucky this time, otherwise in his last illusion, with his own strength and cultivation, even if his heart was unwavering, there would be a few people in such an illusion. With a wry smile on his face, he watched the dashing back depart on its own.

One after another, the teenagers left, Ye Yinfeng deliberately glanced at the third cloth-clothed boy who woke up, only to see that the young man's face was grim, and he had a temperament like rejecting people. It was not that Ye Yinfeng paid special attention to this person, but that the young man's body revealed a peculiar temperament, although there was not the slightest fluctuation of breath up and down his body, he faintly felt that there was an incomparably majestic air flow in the other party's body. This humble man must be a formidable opponent, and this intuition was as clear as sight, and it had been swirling in his mind.

The cloth-clothed young man did not have any expression, but swung lightly, his figure was elegant and free and easy, and there was a coldness like a thousand miles of rejection in his body, but it did not affect his handsome temperament at all.

The other teenagers, Ye Yinfeng didn't pay special attention, those teenagers were full of flying and domineering Second Ancestor aura, and the arrogance on their faces, which made him not interested in anything. And there are a few talented people from poor families who are also a little ordinary, with a shabby atmosphere of cloth clothes, a sense of inferiority complex in their bones, and some hidden distorted psychology, which is just the common psychology of some ordinary poor children, and they can't make any big waves.

Ye Yinfeng looked at other places, I don't know when, the fat Taoist priest had already disappeared, and the other princes also left with the departure of all the talented people. It's very likely that they will have to catch up with those people, and they will have a good chance of gaining wings. Even the people of the Qingfeng Mingyue Pavilion were gone, and under the big pavilion, there was only a fat boy looking at him, looking at him with a look of hope.

There was no need to say anything, Ye Yinfeng left slowly, and behind him was the chubby son Li Congjia, the sixth prince of Anding, the king of the county.

The carriage was melodious and slowed all the way, the carriage was still the carriage, but the coachman was not the coachman, it was the plainly dressed old man surnamed Dugu. The old man surnamed Dugu sat firmly on the horse, and his eyes skimmed over the blue-shirted young man with a calm face from time to time, and the fat boy who was sitting dangerously. There was a smile on his face that couldn't be understood, as if he was happy and relieved.

Ye Yinfeng didn't know how long he had been under the Qingfeng Residence, he only felt that when he walked out of the Qingfeng Residence, there was silence everywhere, and the uneven and abrupt shadows could be seen everywhere, and the mottled snow remnants were even more sparse reflecting the dim light. It was a flat, wide street, and there was nothing left of the street except for the snow that had melted slowly from the wheel prints.

The silent night, the quiet streets, a swaying carriage, the black canopy, like a wandering spirit walking in the dark night.

But then, a breeze blew and lifted the curtain beside the canopy, swaying it.

At this moment, Ye Yinfeng, whose heart was like an ancient well, felt an inexplicable agitation surging into his heart, and a trace of uneasiness flashed in his heart, he opened the car window door, and a tearing cold wind came in from the car window, making him shiver. A bloodthirsty chill suddenly permeated his body. And the Tai Halal Qi in his body was like an explosion, quickly flowing up, circulating wantonly around him.

A chill surged up his spine, and a dangerous premonition flashed through his mind, and Ye Yinfeng forcibly suppressed that frenzied aura. He silently recited the mantra, and soon an ethereal state appeared in his mind, and he released his six senses divine consciousness to the extreme, but the strong danger was too strong.