Liang Jing'an smiled and took another snake-shaped bracelet, pulled out a map, and cheered: "The map of the mirage!"

Liu Qinghuan stepped forward and saw a vast ocean on the map, with some small black dot-like islands scattered in the sea.

The two studied for a moment, and Liang Jing'an said, "It's a pity! ”

"Dushuo Mountain floats and has no fixed location. However, it is not without gains. Liu Qinghuan pointed to some dotted lines all over the map: "You say, do these lines represent the trajectory of Dushuo Mountain?"

"This is too!" Liang Jing'an's eyes widened in surprise: "There are everywhere on the map, like a mess, what is the difference between us and searching the entire mirage!"

"It's always a direction. ”

Liu Qinghuan remembered the two snake-shaped bracelets he had put away, flipped out one, and found a map. I flipped through it again and took out a swarthy square slate.

Liang Jingan looked at it curiously: "Sinan?"

Liu Qinghuan pulled out the magnetic spoon on it, but the magnetic spoon did not move, and he crossed some spiritual power into it, and the methods engraved on the stone slab lit up one by one, and the spoon also rotated on its own: "This little thing should be a little useful." ”

"Haha, these people from the Mirage family are also amazing. Liang Jing'an laughed: "It shouldn't be that you came to send us something, I'll find out if there is anything available." ”

However, apart from these two small things, the others are just magic weapons and spiritual materials used by monks on a daily basis, and they are not of much use

Because at sea, when the fog that had been washed away around him re-dispersed, the traces of the previous fight disappeared completely. Liu Qinghuan waved his sleeves, only bringing the mist around him to flow.

He took out the water mirror and counted the green dots representing other people, and his face was slightly gloomy: "There are already a few Daoists who have fallen." ”

When Liang Jing'an heard this, he cursed in a low voice: "Let's continue to go inside, so as not to encounter the pursuit of the young stinging family again." ”

Liu Qinghuan put away the water mirror, the two didn't say more, turned around and disappeared into the vast fog.

The sea is calm, with waves like fish scales, and sometimes unknown seabirds are called, but they are rarely seen. The dim moonlight in the sky sprinkled down, illuminating a misty scenery between heaven and earth, vast and boundless, muddy.

Liu and Liang buried their heads in the road for a long time, and after making sure that they were far enough offshore, their speed slowed down.

Liang Jing'an blew out a breath, turned into a strong wind in a blink of an eye, swept away the fog around the two of them, and helplessly watched the fog quickly flow back: "These mirages are like kraft candy, they can't be dispersed!"

Liu Qinghuan shuttled through the thin mist, his divine sense was all released, and he took all the air and water into his field of vision: "On our way, we saw a lot of various seabirds and fish and beasts, but why didn't we see a mirage?"

"Those mirages are very cunning, and they are afraid of the hard, and if they find that you are strong, they will not come out to die for no reason. ”

Liang Jing'an was impatient to stay in the cave mansion in the cliff of repentance, so he had entered the mirage several times before, and at this time, he said: "In terms of our cultivation, this is not the depths of the mirage, even if there are mirages, the fog they spit out can't confuse us." ”

Liu Qinghuan turned his head, because of the passage of the two, a long stream of mist had been pulled out behind them, and the Qingming meditation pendant on his chest sent a trace of coolness into his body, and some broken pictures occasionally flashed in front of him, and before he could see it clearly, it was already like a smoke, scattered into wisps of mist, and he didn't even need to use his delusional eyes.

Liang Jing'an continued: "However, don't underestimate mirages, they will appear quietly when you are most on guard, so that you will enter a maze without knowing it, and even more will circle in one place like a ghost hitting a wall." Moreover, the fog is only spit out to confuse people, and some places seem to be clear, but in fact there may be more powerful illusions. ”

Liu Qinghuan pointed forward: "Say what?"

Liang Jing'an looked over, the yellow halo on his body flashed, and said with a smile: "It's true." ”

I saw that the front was like pulling out the clouds and seeing the moon, revealing a clear heaven and earth, and an irregular island with a radius of only a few tens of zhang was floating in the sea water, appearing in front of the two.

The shore laps softly on the narrow sand, and a sand crab is digging a hole, and in a moment buries itself in the earth. The island grew sparsely with tall broad-leaved trees, and when the sea breeze blew, the leaves moved with the wind, and a ripe orange fruit fell to the ground with a snap, and rolled a few times, and was stopped by a small beast that suddenly sprang out, and disappeared into the crazy bushes in a blink of an eye.

Everything seems so vivid and serene, every detail is as if it were real.

"Look at me!"

Liang Jing'an spoke, and his body fell down, sinking into the water silently. Liu Qinghuan clasped his hands and waited, his gaze penetrating directly through the sparkling sea.

There was a surging underwater for a moment, and after a while, Liang Jing'an flew back, holding a long snake-like demon beast that kept writhing in his hand, but its back was covered with purple fluff, and there were four chicken claws under its abdomen, and it kept screaming like a dragon and a snake.

And the small island on the sea has long since disappeared, turning into a thick fog.

"This is a mirage. Liu Qinghuan saw the real thing for the first time, and was amazed: "It's so big, it can actually make an island illusion, it's amazing." ”

"This thing,There's no attack power.,That's what it does.,It's the best at stealing other people's privacy.,And through this privacy to create illusions to confuse people.,And in this illusion.,There's one trap after another.,And once you fall into it.,You'll lose your life unconsciously.,When the time comes,,It will absorb the essence and blood of the prey object as food.。 ”

Liang Jing'an shook his hand, and the mirage that was already dying struggled desperately again, and was grabbed by him, and his finger was dipped in spiritual light.

Dripping beast blood gushed out, Liang Jing'an took out a gallbladder-like pouch from his abdomen with great swiftness, threw it at Liu Qinghuan, and said: "This is its fog sac, it is said to be a material that can refine spiritual weapons and pills, Brother Liu take it." It's a pity that this one is still too small, and I heard that mirages can grow infinitely, and if the opportunity comes, they can even turn into dragons. ”

Liu Qinghuan already knew this, so he was a little absent-minded and took the map to study.

"Brother Liu, I don't know where that Dushuo Mountain is, don't we really want to search all over the sea?"

"When Brother Liang took the task, the alliance didn't give you the Five Qi Tracing Technique?"

"Don't mention it!" Liang Jing'an pinched the trick in his hand, condensing a pale green light cluster, he raised his arm and threw it, and the light ball circled in the air and flew behind them.

"Look, look!" he glared at the bronze bell and said, "This is all going straight to the coast, could it be that some kind of ghost peach tree is repenting of the cliff! I have used this Rausch spell when I entered the mirage before, and it is useless at all, or it does not work, and the spirit is also found on some useless islands." ”

"Haha, I'll try. Liu Qinghuan also pinched the trick, only to see that he was covered in blue light, and a deep cloud of emerald green gas in his hand turned into a meteor flying arrow, breaking through the dense fog and flying to the left front.

Liang Jing'an was a little surprised, most of the main spirit roots who could be selected to participate in this mission were wood spirit roots. However, the difference between this wood spirit root is also very large, and the five qi techniques emitted by his three spirit roots are simply compared with Liu Qinghuan.

Liang Jing'an secretly wondered, but it was not easy to ask about this matter, after all, the matter of spiritual roots was the most secret thing for monks.

Liu Qinghuan rushed forward in the direction where the strong green gas disappeared: "Let's follow and have a look." ”