Valkyrie

Chapter 448 On The Continent
The breath appeared so suddenly that no one could react.

That ghostly figure, as if he had accumulated the evil thoughts of tens of thousands of people, was full of evil spirit, and an illusory palm was like a knife, stabbing straight into Lin Huang's back.

Ow.

At this moment, a pocket black dragon suddenly rushed out of Lin Huang's body and rushed towards the ghost.

Then a knife light came suddenly, splitting the ghost in two.

With a bang, the ghost instantly collapsed and disappeared.

In the main hall, Lin Cangxue and others also rushed over at this moment.But the ghost had disappeared, and Lin Huang who had gotten up smiled slightly, and said calmly: "It's just ghosts, don't worry!"

Lu Han frowned slightly, "You know it exists?"

Lin Huang nodded. When he was in the passage, the reason why Lin Huang walked at the back was because he noticed the existence of ghosts.

As for the origin of the ghost, it may be something in the blood crow sculpture in the original hall.

It is also possible that the soul of the corpse Bai Xiaopang kicked had accumulated too much resentment.

It's not that powerful, but it's hard to kill, but as long as everyone is not paying attention, it will give the latter an opportunity.

It's a pity that ghosts can't be counted. Once Lin Huang enters the state of battle, he will not let down his vigilance at any time. This is the result of being chased and killed by Liu Cangsheng for ten years, bit by bit.

"How do we go next, this hall is already a dead end!"

Lu Han said.

Lin Huang sighed and shook his head, "There's no need to continue down, because although this palace exists, it doesn't exist to us!"

"What do you mean?"

Lin Cangxue asked.

Lin Huang smiled slightly, and pointed to a corner of the hall, "I said there will be a passage in the corner of the hall, leading to the depths of the hall!"

"And in the depths of the hall, we may see that Lord Tibing has killed the evil king!"

While Lin Huang was speaking, everyone's eyes lit up, and they saw a deep passage really appeared where Lin Huang's finger was, leading to the deeper part of the hall.

"This hall...is it fake?"

Lu Han asked tentatively.

"Nature is real, otherwise it wouldn't give people such a real feeling!"

Lin Huang laughed and said, "But it's also a lie. Although we have all walked out of our own illusion, it doesn't mean we have walked out of the illusion!"

Lin Cangxue's eyes lit up, and she immediately understood, "Overlapping illusion!"

Lin Huang nodded, "It is the overlapping illusion. We are in the same illusion, and some real things happened. And some things change with our thoughts."

"The more real this illusion is, the more we will be trapped in it forever!"

"How did you notice it?"

Lu Han was puzzled.

Lin Huang shook his head, did not explain anything, but said: "When you stare at the abyss, the abyss is also staring at you! Sometimes, just one feeling is enough!"

Afterwards, Lin Huang sat cross-legged in the hall, closed his eyes, and shut off all spiritual senses.

Everyone then sat down, ready to break through the incomparably real illusion around them.

……

When Lin Huang and the others sat cross-legged and broke through the illusion, several people on the mainland woke up.

The far west of the continent.

In the resplendent and resplendent hall, there are [-] golden Buddha statues as high as [-] feet high, and every Buddha statue is filled with vast Buddhist Sanskrit.

In the hall, the Dharma is overwhelming!
And in the center of the [-] Buddha statues, sitting cross-legged is an old monk who looks like a rotten tree.

In front of the old monk, there is a Buddhist scripture.

Every word in the Buddhist scriptures is full of golden light, like the law of the great way, full of the power of wisdom and compassion.

When the demon monk died, a Sanskrit inscription on the Buddhist scriptures suddenly dimmed, without the slightest light.

The dead old monk sitting cross-legged on the futon suddenly opened his eyes, looking at the dim words on the Buddhist scriptures, his compassionate face slightly condensed, and then the ancient monk raised his head...

A pair of wise eyes looked towards the sky!

……

There is a mysterious island in the mainland, which floats in the vast sea all year round.

Legend has it that around the island, there are [-] mad sharks with a body length of hundreds of miles, and [-] giant dragons who are about to cross the thunder and turn into dragons.

Anyone who is close to the island, whether it is a holy king or a holy emperor, is doomed to die!
There is nothing in the sky on the island, only an ancient locust tree!
The ancient locust tree is as high as ten thousand feet, covering the sky for thousands of miles, like a giant covering the sky under the vast sky, it has survived through the ages and ages, and it will survive forever.

Today, a locust tree leaf is falling!

The years are dry and prosperous, and the fallen leaves return to their roots. This is the inevitable change of the world and the laws of the world.But in the ancient locust tree that Qingtian raised, there was an extra pair of eyes, staring blankly at the falling locust tree leaf.

Then, the branches and leaves of the ancient locust tree that lifted the sky rustled, like a million-strong army meeting a commander, they unanimously gave way to a passage.

Those eyes in the ancient locust tree followed the passage made by the branches and leaves, looking up at the sky!
……

The world of mortals is bustling, and the streets are the busiest.

If you want to bluff and deceive, then the intersection of a prosperous place must be the first choice for Fengshui!

There is a city in the mainland, which has no name.

There is a Taoist in the city, whose origin is unknown.

The Taoist sat at the back of the fortune-telling booth, bored and seemed a little lonely. Together with the cloth banner of "defying the sky and changing fate" hanging beside him, he was dispirited and motionless in the sudden gust of wind.

"Ugh……"

The old Taoist sighed, squinted his small eyes, stared at the young women who passed by, or the charming young women, blinked his eyes twice from time to time, and laughed out loud.

At this time, the old Taoist would sit upright, stroking the beard on his chin in a masterful manner, and said in a loud voice: "Change fate against the sky, one hexagram and one piece of text! You are a guest, and you are not deceived!"

Every time the old Taoist said this, his eyes would always be fixed on one person.Thinking of such a mysterious and decent image of himself, he would definitely attract someone's attention.

then……

It is necessary to read palmistry.

Look at the face can not be less.

Asking the horoscope of the date of birth is the most basic trick to walk the rivers and lakes.

If you encounter the kind of legs that can pinch people to death, or the kind of mountain peaks that are immeasurably high, the old Taoist can only use the unique skill of pressing the bottom of the box.

Fortune-telling by touching the bones!

It's a pity that the old Taoist didn't know that he had the title of an old rascal, and he still hasn't figured it out. How come a six or seven-year-old doll picked up a stone and opened himself up suddenly a few days ago!

Faced with the incomprehensible amorous feelings of the wonderful people who come and go, the old Taoist can only mourn.Really bored, he fumbled for a copper coin from his pocket and threw it into the broken bowl on the fortune-telling booth.

Then the old Taoist picked up the stick and shook it in a daze, not pious at all!
A lot was shaken out of the stick.

The veteran Taoist looked at the life sign that was shaken out, his hands suddenly froze, and the wretched smile on his face disappeared.

"Place the lottery... a bloody disaster!"

The old Taoist murmured, stretched out his hand to pick up the fate stick that hadn't been shaken out for a thousand years, and shook his head helplessly.

Then, after a little hesitation and struggle, the old Taoist spread out his palms, his eyes glowed brightly, and looked at the mountains and rivers in the palm of his palm.

In the middle of the mountains and rivers is the East Spirit Realm!

(End of this chapter)