When Zhu Linglu heard these words, he couldn't help but hesitate in his heart.

No matter what the truth of this "painted wall" story is, and what is the meaning of the so-called love and robbery obsession of this immovable monk, but the aunt in the original story destroyed everyone.

"However, now it seems that it is basically the plot of the painting wall movie, and the person who enters the painting wall should only be Zhu Xiaolian, Meng Longtan, and a trace of divine thought in the back, and it is not a real body entering this painting wall world! Maybe it's not really dead! Wait, now it seems that this time the scholar was not selected, but I was chosen! Fudo Ming King's Golden Body Recipe and Nine-Character Mantra Cutting Day Formula, this, this, well, just go and try it in the painting wall world! ”

Although Zhu Linglu was still a little jealous in his heart, considering the original plot of the "Painted Wall" movie, coupled with the fact that this immovable monk used such a Buddhist trick to lure, Zhu Linglu was still tempted.

Therefore, Zhu Linglu let go of the spiritual barrier that blocked the spiritual fluctuations, and he felt that a spiritual fluctuation directly penetrated into the soul hidden world in the loose gland on his forehead.

Subsequently, this spiritual fluctuation turned into a data line-like spiritual thought flow, which was connected to Zhu Linglu's main consciousness.

Zhu Linglu felt a trace of his thoughts, attracted by this data line-like spiritual thought, separated from the main consciousness body with the soul divine fire burning on his head, and followed that spiritual thought to a place of light.

In a trance, Zhu Linglu felt that his eyes were bright and dark, as if he had arrived somewhere.

This trace of thought seemed to have become Zhu Linglu's main consciousness at this moment, but with the help of the flickering of the soul divine fire on the head of the main consciousness in the soul hidden world, Zhu Linglu felt that his consciousness was very clear.

Now Zhu Linglu seems to be still standing in the original position of the temple, and everything has not changed.

But as Zhu Linglu was concentrating on carefully observing the surroundings, especially releasing his spiritual telepathy, he could feel where he was now. Far from the original temple, it all seems to be a real fantasy place.

This feeling is like Neo, the savior who has entered the virtual world of the computer in the "Matrix", as long as you pay attention, you can feel that the surrounding space is fluctuating slightly, as if there are countless ripples of golden light, constructing everything around you.

Well. Now Zhu Linglu feels like he has entered a virtual world, an extremely real fantasy land.

This should be the world of wallwork.

At this time, Zhu Linglu looked at the mural on the painting wall in front of him again, and found that the picture of the Heavenly Maiden being tortured to hell seemed to have become more real, the goddess of heaven above the fire lotus was gloomy, and the hell flames behind him fluctuated slightly, and the mural seemed to come to life.

The winged blue-faced yakshas, or the celestial beasts, that flew over the hellish magma, also came to life. It gives people an inexplicable sense of oppression in the attention.

"Oops, Peony, Peony!"

At this moment, Zhu Xiaolian, who was originally standing in front of the painting wall on the east side, seemed to wake up, took a step back, and shouted again and again in his mouth.

And Meng Longtan, who was sleeping in front of the temple's altar, was woken up, and couldn't help but scold angrily, "You plague student." What nonsense, huh. There's no money for me, and you won't let me sleep! ”

"I, I! Just now, I looked at this painting wall, but I saw that there was a fairy in it who took me to a fairyland dojo like a cloud, and this dojo was full of fairies like flowers and jade. One by one, in the name of flowers, they are delicate, but there is an aunt who leads them, but they are not allowed to fall in love with men. I had only been talking to a few fairies for a few words, and a golden-armored god man was about to arrest me. The peony fairy who took me in sent me out again, but I was very worried about the safety of this peony fairy now! ”

Zhu Xiaolian recounted it in his mouth with some half-dreams and half-illusions, obviously he didn't know whether his experience was true or false.

But as he spoke, he was more sure that Fang Cai's experience was true, so he couldn't help but look at the painting wall anxiously, but he didn't know what to do.

"Haha, if there really is such a place, it will really be a fairyland! You scholar, are you talking in your dreams! ”

Meng Longtan was very envious of Zhu Xiaolian's description, but unfortunately he felt that it was impossible, and although he was asleep just now, he could still feel that Zhu Xiaolian was standing there motionless.

Zhu Linglu also deliberately turned around in surprise, looked at Zhu Xiaolian, and pointed to the painting wall in front of him, "This, maybe it's not a dream, Brother Xiaolian, come and see, the woman who was tortured in the hell picture on this painting wall is the peony fairy you saw in the fairyland dojo!" ”

When Zhu Xiaolian heard this, he walked over in a few steps, and when he saw the tortured woman in the hell picture, he seemed to identify it carefully, and exclaimed, "Ah, this is the peony fairy, is it, is it true that she was sent into this hell by her aunt to be tortured!" No, no, I must go back, go back and rescue the peony fairy! Door, door, have you seen the door through which I came out? ”

"Portal? Never seen it! It's just that you're standing in front of the wall! ”

Zhu Linglu said this deliberately, then put his hands behind his back and shook his head, as if he was laughing at Zhu Xiaolian's white dreams.

At the same time, Zhu Linglu was also secretly investigating his body, and the Horcrux in his left hand seemed to have disappeared, which could also determine that this body was not Zhu Linglu's real body.

Now it's really in the illusion of the painting wall made by the immovable monk, and this body is also condensed by illusions.

But Zhu Linglu felt that this body was very real, the flesh and blood in the body were complete, but the essence and blood of the Wu clan in the heart were gone, and this body seemed to have become an ordinary mortal body, and there was no Wu clan divine power in the blood.

This made Zhu Linglu secretly surprised, Zhu Linglu felt that his Wu clan magic power only left some induction of earth, stone, and water vapor, but it seemed that it would not work to control it.

Such a suspended magnetic flying technique may not be able to be performed.

In addition, the life absorption ability of both hands was gone, Zhu Linglu clenched his fists a little helplessly, and found that the strength of this body was still very large, could it be that only the physical strength was left.

Of course, now what Zhu Linglu is wearing has also become an ordinary scholar's shirt, instead of the liquid nano metal psionic armor, it can be said that he has entered this painting wall world naked.

At this time, Zhu Linglu really didn't know how much more ability he could play.

Maybe the telekinesis ability and enchantment technique can still be used, and the navy six styles and domineering should also be used, as for the ordinary martial arts such as the chain Bagua palm and the Bagua knife technique, it seems that it is a little out of the stream.

Facing the Hundred Flowers Fairies in the painting wall world, especially the later Xingtian Beasts, Zhu Linglu still didn't know how much effect the little ability he left behind.

"Yes, if there is such a place, I would like to see it, they are all fairies like flowers and jade, then it is heaven! Hahaha! ”

Meng Longtan also said jokingly on the side, he still didn't believe Zhu Xiaolian's words, but he still longed for the place described by Zhu Xiaolian.

"Hey, hey, one thought of heaven, one thought of hell, you scholar, why are you still stubborn!"

The immovable monk came out of the room with a smile at some point, holding a broom in his hand, as if he was about to clean the temple...... (To be continued.) )