Chi Qinghong, who is very self-assured, has a lot of thoughts, he is arrogant, he is conceited, he disdains to use means to block everyone's mouths, and then tamper with the facts, cover up the truth, so that future generations think that he took over the sect from Bixiazi.

He is ready to record everything truthfully, and then let future generations judge who is right and who is wrong.

He is determined to lead the Mirage Hall to new heights, so that future generations can see that it is not that he is incompetent, but that the previous director taught him to not know people.

When the excited Chi Qinghong didn't take a step, she thought about the next three steps.

But at the moment, there is still a major thing to do, and it is not too late to talk about these trivial matters after seizing the Dao system.

"Senior brother died at night, God really help me!" Chi Qinghong took out a jade talisman and immediately activated it.

In another cave, a piece of spiritual jade suddenly flew out from the side of the Moon Worship Sect Master, who was sitting down, and he grabbed it, and a wisp of divine thought came out of the piece of spiritual jade.

The thin bamboo pole-like Moon Worship Sect Leader's face was happy, and an electric shot flew out of the cave.

"Old friend of the moon, Chi has one thing to trust, there is a rune in the inheritance of my sect and Taoism, which can control the glazed reincarnation illusion, this talisman is kept by each master of the sect, and it can only be lifted after being seated. ”

"Senior Brother Bixia, he has just been seated, no one should have moved his body yet, you go and get that rune quickly, otherwise this rune will fall into the hands of that person, he controls the mountain protection array, and controls the glazed reincarnation illusion and the illusion of the sect protector dragon, you and I no longer have the capital to fight with him!"

The Moon Worship Master's body flickered and disappeared under the moonlight, his Moon Concealment Technique was extremely skillful, and for a while, even the Chi Qinghong who was close at hand could only feel his vague aura, which was still because of the reason why he witnessed the Moon Worship Master disappear out of thin air.

If you hadn't seen him hide beforehand, you probably wouldn't have noticed this slight anomaly.

"Old friend, what a clever hidden supernatural power, with this means, as long as you are under the moonlight, old friend, you can run rampant in the world!"

The void sounded with a slightly smug voice from the Moon Worship Sect Master: "Old friend has won the prize, but unfortunately my Bright Moon Mirror has not recovered yet, otherwise the effect of concealment will be even better."

"Okay, old friend, you are waiting for good news here, I'll go back!"

The moonlight of the nine days poured out, and the moon worship sect leader was as free as a fish in the water in the moonlight, he silently felt the power of the moonlight, although it was not as good as being outside in the Mirage Palace, but he could still easily access the power of the bright moon from the nine heavens.

At the same time, he could also see that under the moonlight, the void of the mirage hall was lined with countless interlaced colorful lines, various lines were bright or dark, some were straight like steel wire, and some were like floating like aquatic plants in the river.

All this is revealing that this place is not a peaceful place that no one controls from the outside world, and the countless lines are all extensions of the prohibition, which is invisible or touchable in the eyes of ordinary people.

However, if a monk does not have the identification token issued by the Mirage and breaks through the Mirage, he will immediately trigger a prohibition as long as he touches one of the coins.

The Lunatic Cult Master stepped on the moon and successfully avoided one prohibition after another.

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In the small city hundreds of miles away from the mountain gate of the Mirage Palace, Hu Lingyue boredomly threw aside a piece of discarded talisman paper, and her quiet face showed dryness.

"I don't practice, I don't practice, I've been tossing and turning for months, and I haven't practiced a single colorful thousand magic talisman, it's really unlucky, and if I continue to practice, I have to wonder if I'm really a fool."

Qiantai, who was as short and fat as a winter melon, smiled and said: "The surname is Hu, don't give up, you are only half a step away from success, and if you persist a little longer, you will definitely succeed."

Hu Lingyue: "Dead fatty, that's what you said a month ago, why is this half a step so difficult to cross, and you smile so cheaply, do you encourage me with your mouth, and laugh at me from the bottom of your heart that I am a stupid person and a fool!"

"Sister Hu, really no, who dares to laugh at you for being stupid and stupid!" said Qiantai with a bitter face, begging for mercy.

Qiantaiyi, who had only been immersed in cultivation, let go of all the defenses in front of Hu Lingyue, as if he had returned to his teens, and he could laugh with the other party without any scheming.

"Then you said how long it will take me to learn, I won't be able to learn and practice the Colorful Thousand Illusion Talisman for the rest of my life!"

"Sister Hu, you can't learn it for the rest of your life, I'll teach you for a lifetime!"

Qiantaiyi's expression was relaxed, and he said this jokingly, but he knew that the strings in his heart were tight when he spoke.

Hu Lingyue glanced at him and said angrily:

"Who wants to face you for the rest of his life, I treat you as a brother, don't beat me, I said that you are proficient in illusion, why don't you change your appearance!"

"By the way, you'll be transformed into this person!"

Hu Lingyue waved his hand, and a faint light formed a figure in the void, this person's face was like a crown of jade, and his face was smiling, giving people a feeling of warm wind, and his handsome facial features made ordinary men jealous at first sight.

Qiantaiyi was stunned as if a big stone had been pressed on his chest, his face was a little ugly, and he asked, "Who is this person?"

If he hadn't been bent on cultivating in this small city, he would definitely know that this was He Qi who had blended into the Mirage Palace.

"You don't care who he is, you become like him and talk to me!" Hu Lingyue said angrily.

Qiantai has 10,000 reasons to refuse in his heart.

"What are you doing quickly?" Hu Lingyue urged.

Ten thousand reasons for refusal couldn't withstand Hu Lingyue's urging, Qiantai pinched the tricks one by one, and after a burst of sunshine, there was less Humpty Dumpty in the place, and there was more handsome young man with peerless elegance.

The illusion path is more than just a magic attack.

Changing his appearance is also a piece of cake, with the quality of his illusion heaven-level high-grade spiritual root, he transforms into someone else's appearance, if there is no powerful secret technique in the same level, it is impossible to see that he is a fake person.

Hu Lingyue stared at Qiantaiyi recklessly, ignoring that this was actually a short and fat person, she lifted the close-fitting emerald smoke skirt slightly, bent over slightly, and said with a coquettish smile like a lover:

"Childe Wanfu Jin'an, the little girl is polite"

The pair of charming eyes of this woman shone with starlight, and Qiantaiyi was fascinated, looking at her peerless appearance and smiling at herself, both heart-warming and heart-wrenching.

At this moment, several bells rang from afar, and the bells seemed to have a special charm.

Qiantaiyi's expression changed greatly, and he turned his head to look at the mountain gate of the Mirage Palace, only to see that the Mirage Palace, which was originally like a colorful gem in the night sky, had turned into a simple white color.

Qiantai said in a lost voice: "It's the ancestor who has returned to heaven!"

For Bixia Zhenren, Qiantaiyi has a strong sense of gratitude, Bixia Zhenren, who originally claimed that Fu Xuefeng was a closed disciple, almost made an exception after seeing him, and opened the door to accept a closed disciple.

Although he didn't take this illusion genius directly under the door in the end, Bixiazi still transferred this genius to his own great disciple.

The reason why Bixiazi had to pass on the position of head of the sect to Su Shaoping was not only because there had never been a non-illusion monk in the Beiyuan Mirage Hall who could break the precedent and become the head of the sect.

There is a deeper dilemma that the sect has recruited the illusion genius of Qiantaiyi.

Think long-term.

Transitioned from Su Shaoping, after Qiantai grew up, Su Shaoping handed over the position of the head of the Mirage Hall to Qiantai for a while, and this illusory Heavenly Spirit Root Monk would definitely be able to bring the Mirage Hall to a new height.

Qiantaiyi will also be very likely to advance to the Divine Xuan, if he is promoted to the Divine Xuan Cultivator, it will regain the supreme prestige of the Mirage Hall in this realm.

It's just that Qiantaiyi's current cultivation is too weak, and he can't participate in the current battle for the throne.

Qiantai didn't even lift the illusion, his mind moved, the auspicious light under his feet appeared, he walked against the wind, flew to the Mirage Palace, and the speed was extremely fast, the auspicious light behind him was like a stream of pure yang flames, and its speed was no less than that of the monks in the late stage of the Dragon and Tiger.

Hu Lingyue, who followed closely, subconsciously wanted to urge the escape technique to chase after him with all his might, and suddenly thought that he was pretending to be a person who was not very good at cultivation in front of this Humpty Dumpty, so he had to slowly chase after him from behind.

Besides, the Moon Worship Sect Master was very familiar with passing through the magnificent Qionglou Palace.

There is a way to prevent thousands of defenses, and it is difficult to prevent thieves, these seemingly majestic buildings are not flashy things, and each hall has heavy prohibitions, but these have long been penetrated by Chi Qinghong, and the Moon Worship Sect's main exercises are unique.

So he traveled all the way and didn't touch any forbidden formations at all.

He passed through a series of prohibitions, and reached the depths of the forbidden land of the Mirage Palace, where in front of him was an ancient hall, which was the palace where the previous generations lived before the real people of the sect were inhabited.

Compared with the other glorious halls of the Mirage Palace, this place is much simpler, but in the simplicity and unpretentiousness, it still has a unique charm.

The Moon Worship Sect Master entered the main hall without thinking about it, and saw that in the hazy sandalwood smoke in the main hall, an old Taoist closed his eyes and sat on the ground in a posture of seating.

The Moon Worship Sect Master sent out a divine thought and hastily swept over Bixiazi, and there was no trace of vitality in this old man's body.

Thousands of years are long, and no matter how long they are, there is an end.

Bixiazi is seated, I believe that it will not be long before the past deeds of this influential figure will be covered by the light of the rising star.

The Moon Worship Sect Master has cultivated to an extremely high level by means of the Moon Concealment Form, and even if there is no moonlight in the hall, he can still hide for a while, but the effect is slightly worse.

"Don't miss the opportunity, never lose it again!"

His almost transparent figure stepped forward, reached out to Bixiazi's remains, and suddenly Bixiazi, who had closed his eyes, opened his eyes suddenly.

At this moment, Bixiazi was no longer the rotten wood of the old dragon clock, and the cold light in his eyes was terrifying.

Corpse fraud?

No, it's playing dead! It's a trap! It's a killing game.

The Moon Worship Sect Master was shocked and retreated quickly, he retreated extremely fast, but still a line slower, and at the moment when Bixiazi opened her eyes, this former first person in the Northern Plains also inspired the prohibition of the main hall here.

The interior of the main hall that was originally full of smoke and clouds seemed to have changed drastically, with a sea of blazing fire, countless sharp wind blades, and lightning and lightning explosions, all of which shrouded the outsider of the Moon Worship Master.