Ask Sword

In the real world, Sui Yi saw in astonishment that the shadow demons around him stopped their tide-like attacks and subsided like snow melting under the scorching sun.

what happened?

The palm holding the hilt of the sword subconsciously relaxed a little,

She looked around and saw that the eyes of the people in Xingzhou who were being sucked out of their souls on the streets of Xingzhou City gradually returned to normal, and the white light extending from their foreheads also slowly recovered.

The soul has returned?

Sui Yi was puzzled, knowing that most rituals and ceremonies involving souls are extremely difficult to go back on their word once they start, and forcibly terminating them will often cause the caster to suffer backlash.

Could it be that Li Ang won the debate in the illusion? Let Jianquan would rather suffer backlash than send Li Ang out of the illusion?

Or did Li Ang defeat Jianquan in the illusion?

An almost impossible guess flashed through Sui Yi's mind, and as soon as he thought of it, he shook his head and denied it.

Jianquan is a great virtue of Zen Buddhism. After many years of practice, his will has already been stronger than steel, and he is determined to follow the path recognized by his heart. Such a character, even in a relatively fair illusion, is ten or a hundred times stronger than ordinary monks.

After all, Li Ang was too young and inexperienced.

Sui Yi thought about it, and saw Li Ang silently opened his eyes, stretched his stiff muscles, and breathed a sigh of relief, "Hoo!"

His spirit veins were hardly worn out, the only thing wasted was his spirit—a strong tiredness, sleepiness, and exhaustion were revealed in his brows and eyes.

"The Light in the Illusion"

A faint sigh came from the sky above Xingzhou City, Jianquan also opened his eyes, looked down at Li Ang, and asked softly, "What is it?"

"That's the limit of technology."

Li Ang spread his palms, and said calmly: "Your Excellency thinks ordinary people are too weak. Apart from the path of cultivation, they have another broad road—their own wisdom."

"Wisdom?"

Jianquan frowned slightly, recalling the white light of death that swallowed and destroyed everything, it was still hard to imagine that it was a power that could appear in the real world.

He didn't suspect that Li Ang had lied,

The things in the illusion come from the "belief" of the imaginer.

The more the imaginer understands and believes in a thing, the more real the fantasy he constructs in the illusion.

(For example, an old farmer who has never read scientific journals perceives the sun as a small fireball. Then the result of his imagination of the sun will only be a fireball, not a temperature of thousands of degrees Celsius Majestic star.

In the same way, Li Ang can only conceive of strategic bombers and nuclear bombs that he thinks are reasonable, but not Gundam, anti-matter weapons, etc.)

Jianquan has practiced Buddhist scriptures for many years, and has a very deep understanding of the Pure Land Buddha Kingdom, so he was able to construct the imaginary Buddha Kingdom of hundreds of millions of miles.

And those strange instruments conceived by Li Ang,

Its shape design and behavior have its own set of strict logic,

It is very different from practice, and it is also very different from the puppet art that has been passed down for thousands of years in this world.

"Why do you know the last question?"

Jianquan was silent for a moment, and asked Li Ang seriously: "I have also read the Neo-Confucianism publications of the Academy, which is definitely not something that should exist in this world."

Just as Li Ang was about to speak, he told a lie to fool him,

Jianquan interrupted first: "Don't deceive me with the former Sui sects. Even the most mysterious sects are not so powerful."

Under Sui Yi's puzzled gaze, Li Ang, who was blocked, fell silent—he really wanted to blame sects like Taixuanzong.

Anyway, no matter what weird things those lunatics at the end of the Sui Dynasty came up with, it would not be considered particularly disobedient in the eyes of the world.

"Could it be that there are people who are born with knowledge? Those dreams."

Jianquan muttered to himself softly, his face, neck, arm skin, fingertips and other parts all emitted faint light, penetrating the skin and illuminating the surrounding darkness.

This is the superimposed effect of the shattering of the illusion and the backlash of the Six Paths of Reincarnation—now that the Six Paths of Reincarnation has begun to activate, and the candidates for the human world are still not in place.

The whole set of rituals began to eat back at Jianquan himself.

Worse,

Jianquan turned his head to look west as if he had foreseen something.

He could feel that there was an aura of a strong man galloping towards Xingzhou City. Obviously, rescuers were on their way.

Even if he re-selects the candidates for the human world, extracts the soul, and starts the six reincarnations again, the time is definitely not enough.

It is not possible to "take away" all the 800,000 people in Xingzhou City according to the original plan.

Li Ang noticed the slight change in the expression on Jianquan's face, and his heart relaxed, he won the bet.

His expression remained the same, and he gently poked Sui Yi's lower back with his fingers - Jianquan's plan probably failed most of the way, but he is still one of the strongest monks in the world,

Even if they are at the end of the road, it is far from being able to compete with the two juniors.

What's more, after the failure of the six paths of reincarnation, Jianquan, who can free up his hands and concentrate all his energy, will only become stronger.

We have to be ready to run at any time.

Sui Yi understood Li Ang's hint, and without changing his face, he silently adjusted the holding posture of the Yinghuo sword, ready to fight back violently at any moment, and took Li Ang away to flee.

However, Jianquan seemed to have regained the character of the virtuous monk, and did not violently kill the two to vent his anger.

He withdrew his gaze to the west, and just stood quietly in the air, with rays of light constantly emitting from his body, his brows were furrowed, thinking about some crucial issues.

"...July of the third year of Changle."

Suddenly, Jianquan raised his head and asked: "There is a strange light piercing the sky at night. Turks, Jing Kingdoms, and Yu Kingdoms have all observed it. The Turkic High Priest thought it was an ominous light,

Jing Guosi Tianjian thought it was a good omen to celebrate the queen's pregnancy.

Yu Guosi Tiantai thought it was the streamer of Tianshu, which symbolized that the world would usher in great changes.

when were you born? "

Changle three years?

Isn't that eighteen years ago?

Li Ang didn't understand what Jianquan was thinking again, and replied truthfully: "January in four years of Changle."

"really?"

The old monk was very disappointed, and said to himself: "How could it be? Why can't the time be right?"