Miro Blue Scroll

Chapter 274

On the second day, Mi Luo, who had a day off, felt that his condition was much better, so Mo Yangsheng took Mi Luo out for a walk together.

On the streets that have just passed the Qiqiao Festival, you can still see some traces of the festival, such as the decorations in front of some shops and the things sold.

In some performance booths on the side of the street, there are also some jugglers doing various performances.

But this place is Jinhong City, the core place of Hanxia. Although the people living here have little talent for cultivation, they are full of energy and blood, and it is difficult to perform magic techniques such as general illusion and transformation here.

However, spells such as fire breathing and water spitting can't attract people's attention, so the performance here has a certain fighting style.

If the performer wins, he will naturally get a reward, but if he loses, he thinks he is unlucky.

For example, the illusion that Mo Yangsheng brought Mi Luo to observe was performed in Jinhong City for seven consecutive days.

The performer was a short old man with a withered complexion. He took out a few bamboo poles from his palm-sized cloth bag, built a small shelf, fixed it in front of the performance booth, and bowed his hands to the people who stopped to watch: "Golden Rainbow City There are many people in Ligao, but the little old man's skills are insignificant. If you dare to come here to make a living, please be merciful!"

This old man's forced elegance made many people who came to watch for the first time secretly laugh, but more people looked solemn.

After all, he performed in Jinhong City for three consecutive days and was not broken by anyone. It can be seen that this old man is also somewhat capable.

Mo Yangsheng pointed to the costumes of a few people nearby who were somewhat similar to those of Bhikkhu Hansha, but different, and said to Miluo through voice transmission: "These people are from Neon. I saw them here three days ago, and I want to Breaking through the illusion, occupying this booth, but being pulled into the illusion, and the one over there. '

Mo Yangsheng pointed to the other side again, and a young man with thunder light looming all over his body said: "That guy is a casual cultivator from Youzhou, named Jin Yang, he seems to have seen something yesterday, and he seems to be fighting with this old man." up. '

'Don't you too? '

Mi Luo replied to Mo Yangsheng, at first he was curious why Mo Yangsheng would drag him out to go shopping, but now it seems that he was taught a lesson by this old man, so he wanted to ask Mi Luo for help.

Regarding this, Mo Yangsheng did not deny it, and while pointing his eyes towards the direction of the old man, he said via voice transmission: "This old man's illusion method is very strange. I am really curious about its principle, so I came to ask you for help."

He glanced at the old man, the breath he showed was only at the level of Condensed Realm, but the means were not weak.

He took out a seed, put it on the ground, grabbed some dust from the side, and begged for a bowl of water from everyone present.

The dust fell on the seeds, and half a bowl of water was poured down. The old man said cheerfully, "Sprout, it's time to germinate!"

During the speech, the dust turns into earth air, and the clear water turns into water vapor. The two are entangled, allowing the seeds to take root and germinate. The tender green looks very lovable.

The old man poured down the remaining half bowl of clear water, and under the nourishment of the water vapor, the young shoots grew rapidly again, climbing up the bamboo pole, and soon covered the bamboo frame, and blossomed into small flowers.

When Mi Luo saw it, he immediately knew why Mo Yangsheng was so curious. What kind of illusion was this? It was clearly a combination of illusion, alchemy and cultivation.

No wonder no one has detected the old man's hand.

Those who can only detect illusions, when observing the vines, it seems that vitality is injected into the inner circulation, and it is transported along the exercises to become the opponent's help.

Those who see the traces of alchemy, although they can contemplate without providing power, it is difficult to rely on the power of one person to resist the internal circulation system built by everyone around them, and it is difficult to stop the operation of illusion.

In the end, those who understand the operation of kung fu will not go out of their way to point out the benefits of others.

He glanced at Mo Yangsheng angrily, he had seen the way, but he was too lazy to think about it himself, so he wanted to make himself a strong man.

But Mi Luo himself was also a little curious about the old man's technique, so he carefully observed the growth of the bamboo frame and the vines. The seemingly messy vines were actually operating according to an internal circulation system constructed by a certain technique.

With a thought, he looked back at the earth's energy, intending to follow the inner circulation and observe its operating system.

In Mi Luo's eyes, people's emotions fell on the illusory vines, and finally merged into a gourd along the vines.

'interesting! '

The corners of Mi Luo's mouth curled up slightly. This internal circulation operation method is not mysterious in itself, but it can be operated externally with the help of wish power, and finally combines the air of dust and earth with the air of clear water, and uses the power of human wish as an auxiliary material to condense the elixir. , but extremely ingeniously.

Mi Luo looked at it with some emotion, it happened that he was planning not to control all aspects of the treasure scroll so absolutely yesterday, and in the future, the dharma will also be between unity and control, and he is more inclined to control and sort out.

Therefore, he also thought about making the phantom of the gods condensed by the names in Miaoyou Territory more independent.

It just so happens that this system of relying on outsiders to observe and maintain internal circulation is quite suitable for assisting those gods in their phantom cultivation.

He observed and calculated.

At this time, the performance had come to an end. The child next to the old man took Xiao Luo, copied it on the back, and went to the audience to ask for rewards, but when passing by the neon monks, the monk gave a flower. Qinglian Hanyu.

As soon as the handu enters Xiao Luo, it is like petals entering the water, causing slight ripples, and then the petals open layer by layer, with three ranks of flowers blooming, 27 petals, the petals are shining, and there is a faint sandalwood floating around.

As the lotus flower bloomed, the green vine twisted slightly, as if disturbed.

The old man's complexion changed slightly, and when everyone around looked at it, some people who were planning to leave turned their heads one after another.

There was a faint look of excitement in the eyes of everyone, and they almost didn't shout out the words of fighting in public.

'It's too much! Mo Yangsheng's face was also concentrating. He could see that what the monk put into Xiao Luo looked like a lotus flower, but it was actually a Buddha coin that was enshrined in front of the Buddha statue and edified with incense.

This is sandalwood with Buddha's money, imitating lotus incense, and using lotus to interfere with the old man's illusion.

However, the monk's interference method obviously bears the traces of an old man, and he also uses the thoughts of the people around him to maintain the existence of the lotus.

This almost provocative behavior naturally made Mo Yangsheng dissatisfied.

But he didn't want the old man to quickly recover his cheerful expression, took off a gourd from the green vine, called the child back to him, handed the gourd to the monk and said, "Master is very skillful, he has seen through the tricks of the little old man, follow the rules You can't ask for money, the child is ignorant, and if you ask the master for money, this gourd is regarded as an apology, and please don't blame the master."

When Mi Luo saw this, a trace of a smile appeared in his eyes. After the monk took the gourd and before speaking, he clapped his hands lightly. Jin Yang on the other side also applauded. Said: "One hand is good at illusion, the other hand is good at transportation, the two skills alternate, complement each other, it's really ingenious."

Among the surrounding crowd, except for a very few who showed surprise, the rest just felt confused and still couldn't tell the change.

But the monk was thoughtful, when he looked down at the gourd again, his face suddenly changed. Where was the gourd in his hand, it was clearly a green lotus with 27 petals of third grade.

And the Qinglian on Xiao Luo's body turned into a gourd.

The monk couldn't help but look at the rosary on his wrist, and looked at the subtle lines on it, showing a look of horror.

The crowd on the side immediately burst into cheers, the monk suppressed the surprise in his heart, put his hands together, and was about to express his admiration, but he didn't want the old man to say again: "Master, why don't you take a look again?"

When everyone heard the words, they looked intently again, only to find that the monk held only a lotus seed exuding a faint medicinal fragrance.

Looking back at the bamboo stand, there was only one gourd hanging on it. The old man stepped forward to take it off again, opened the opening, and poured out a Buddha coin from it.

"Good good!"

Everyone cheered and revealed the reward money.

These people have kung fu, and they all fall on Ronaldinho with precision. If they fall out, they will cause ridicule from the people around them.

Mi Luo and Mo Yangsheng also threw out their bounty money, turned and left, but before they had gone for a long time, Jin Yang followed.

(End of this chapter)