Taoist Master wants to live forever

Chapter 593: Seemingly Real or Illusory
He slowly stood up and stood beside the bamboo house. He once again used the mind-submerging technique to let his mind sink down. Halfway through, he once again felt the terrifying feeling that almost made his soul tremble.

This feeling of panic was something he had never experienced before.

Since he attained enlightenment, he has almost never experienced such extreme mentalities and experiences.

He forced himself to suppress the emotions that were about to boil in his heart, and continued to let his mind sink until it reached the lowest limit.

It was like popping a bubble easily.

There was a popping sound, and the dark sky disappeared instantly. What appeared in front of Wen Lianggong was the clear blue sky with floating white clouds.

The mountains, rivers and land are covered with green grass and trees.

It should be a scene of vitality and growth.

"here……"

Wen Lianggong was a little stunned. The real world he had seen in the past was mostly evil and bizarre, with eerie and terrifying scenes everywhere, corpses of unknown creatures everywhere, and strange demons wandering around unconsciously. It was really hard to guard against.

But here...

Wen Lianggong raised his hand and quietly felt the breeze blowing on his face. A comfortable feeling arose spontaneously, a kind of peaceful mood that quickly calmed his agitated emotions.

An incomparable sense of security and satisfaction arose in his heart, and the previous fear and despair disappeared silently at this moment.

What caused that great terror?

After standing there for a long time, Wen Lianggong came to his senses and looked at the winding path under his feet. He did not hesitate. At the moment, he could not get any information, and he did not dare to control his body to absorb the pheromones in this strange world. Instead, he closed his pores and isolated himself from the outside world.

This place looks peaceful, like a vibrant world in its heyday.

The spiritual energy is even so rich that the mountains and rivers on the earth are filled with spiritual energy, making it truly a blessed land.

As he walked slowly forward, Wen Lianggong finally saw a message prompt appear silently above his vision.

'You are being invaded by alien energy...'

'Parsing...'

'Parsing completed, blocked successfully.'

As the last piece of information popped up, Wen Lianggong's mind became clear.

His expression quickly became a little solemn. He could sense a subtle fluctuation of illusion just now. If the art of illusion could be cultivated to a very deep level, then the illusion could be turned into reality.

When the truth is false, the false is also true.

This kind of state is enough to use the power of illusion and great magic power to open up a real small world.

This world should be a small world of blessed land and cave created in the dimensional level of the real world by magic.

Compared with the turbid and filthy world in this world, this place can be regarded as a paradise.

I didn't expect that there would be such a thing in the real world.

Wen Lianggong was amazed, the world is indeed full of wonders.

After walking along the path for a distance, what comes into view is a village with smoke rising from chimneys. Some houses are made of blue bricks and black tiles, while some are wooden houses with roofs made of thatched bales.

There were even farmers working in the fields, looking extremely busy. When Wen Lianggong walked to the edge of the village, he suddenly stopped and looked at an old farmer who was weeding in the fields not far away.

"Daoyou Mingxiao?"

After hearing Wen Lianggong's words, Mingxiao, who was busy working in the fields, looked up and saw that the person coming was Wen Lianggong, then he suddenly realized.

"Oh!"

He slapped his forehead, looking somewhat annoyed and embarrassed, and said, "Daoyou, I'm really sorry. When I got here, I was fascinated by the beautiful scenery. I also saw the towns and villages, and I was so engrossed that I forgot the time."

Wen Lianggong did not comment, but looked at Mingxiao, who was wearing a coarse blue robe. His originally fair skin now looked a little darker due to having been facing the earth for a long time, exposed to the wind and sun all day long. The wrinkles on his face were even deeper, as if they were carved by a knife or an axe.

He looked at it carefully and asked, "Do you think farming is interesting?"

"Of course!"

Mingxiao answered without hesitation, then reached out his hand and carefully picked up an ear of rice that was still growing vigorously, and said with joy on his face: "Look, these are the fruits of my hard work. Now it is finally the harvest season. The current government is clean and honest, so I only need to pay 50% of the taxes, and the rest is mine."

Looking at Mingxiao, he was just like an old farmer in the country. His joy for having a big harvest was only superficial, and he was counting on his fingers how much he could harvest.

He was still muttering that he would go to the town to exchange the food for some money to buy clothes for himself and his family.

Wen Liang listened in silence, feeling a chill in his heart. If it weren't for the prompt sound from the attribute panel just now, he would never have thought that the subtle influence of this world on people is so terrible.

Wen Lianggong: "You don't want to rob tombs anymore?"

"Thief!" Ming Xiao answered without hesitation, but he continued with a sigh: "But I have stayed in such a bad world in the saint's tomb long enough. Now that I have a blessed place to cultivate myself, I naturally cherish it very much."

Upon hearing this, Wen Lianggong was a little unsure whether the other party was affected by this blessed land. After all, some people's habits and hobbies are very strange. Some people like fishing, some like love between men and women, and it is not impossible that some people like farming.

But this world can influence people's hearts and subtly change their personalities and thinking. It is more terrifying than the environment that the Hehuan Sect encountered in the past.

This place... is weird!
Wen Lianggong was silent for a moment, then nodded in agreement with Mingxiao's words and said, "Indeed, the outside world is a world of five turbidities and evil, with no souls left and the turbid air is filthy and unbearable to look at. Now that I have come to such a blessed place, I must cultivate myself and cultivate my character."

"It's good that you know, it's good that you know!"

After saying that, Mingxiao buried his head in the fields again, carefully pulling out the weeds with his hands.

Looking at Mingxiao who no longer cared about anyone and was still immersed in his own little piece of land, Wen Lianggong felt more and more uneasy. If it weren't for the shielding of the attribute panel, he would probably end up like Mingxiao, completely lost in this world that seemed both real and illusory.

This is most likely the work of a saint.

Wen Lianggong no longer paid attention to Mingxiao. He had already received enough information, and Mingxiao seemed to have nothing useful to reveal.

He then walked forward into the countryside.

As soon as you enter the village, you will see children with long hair hanging down, playing in groups of three or five, and women busy with housework, washing clothes or cooking.

When he saw Wen Lianggong, although he looked at him a few more times with some curiosity, he was not too surprised.

With this attitude, it seems that there are many outsiders.

He came to the only house in the village and set up a stall selling noodles.

Wen Lianggong was not in a hurry to explore this place. His current purpose was to find out what this place was and the origin of this village. There were three or five diners at the noodle stall, who were chatting while eating. It was indeed a good place to get information.

(End of this chapter)