Realms In The Firmament

Leaves in the bamboo forest smile blindfolded, step by step straight ahead, but where there are bamboo forest blocks, the sword flashes, wraps around, brushes... countless bamboo branches have been chopped down.

Then, take another step forward, always in one direction and straight forward.

Young Master Bai has a wonderful eye.

It seems that the heart of this guy, seriously, is completely unaffected by phantom array, spring, summer, autumn and winter in phantom array, if true phantom, he can feel it, but at this time, he just treats it as air.

“It's just... it's not possible to treat it purely as air either, because he exists after all, at least in your feelings, he exists...” The white boy smiled slightly: “However, if you can do this, it's possible to change to a heavenly one, at least in a clear mind. It seems that this wind throne, though, is really quite remarkable, seriously gave me a surprise...”

Ye laughed continuously in the illusion formation and couldn't walk out thousands of steps, around, at least millions of bamboo branches had been cut off.

So far, Ye Jiao feels almost like himself. After all, the distance of this thousand steps has already exceeded the diameter of that forest. Wherever you are, it is time to go out at this time, at least outside that earthen mountain.

Yet Ye smiled, blindfolded and blackened, and couldn't help but say nothing.

There is still a lush and green bamboo sea ahead.

No end in sight.

Behind me, there are no bamboo branches that have been cut down.

Ye Jiao clearly remembers that he chopped off bamboo branches, the most conservative estimate has to be in the millions, how can it not be at all?

How is this possible? Is it illusion again? But when I did it, I knew there was a real touch of chopping things down!

He wielded his sword again, brushing...

I saw a large swath of bamboo branches fall on the ground, and behind me, a large area is really empty.

At the next moment, however, many bamboo branches on the ground suddenly disappeared silently.

Almost at the same time, the originally empty place is still full of bamboo forest ladies swaying...

Ye smiled and looked at the drum: Is this okay?

Spin and then suddenly, why not? This illusion formation can make me feel the four seasons of Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter spin. None of it is true, none is true. I can feel the so-called touch of cutting off bamboo branches. How can it not be an illusion, and I think I can go straight ahead. It is still just my illusion, it is all just what I think!

I'm afraid that from now on, every move I make falls into the eyes of the main array, every move I make, but I'm acting like a monkey!

Ye laughed for a moment, and when he was angry and waiting to wave his sword, he stopped alive. At this moment, anger, panic, panic, nothing helps. You have to calm down and think carefully before you have a chance.

Ye laughed and returned to sedation. After all, he came here to cooperate with the white boy, and he was more committed to first. As long as he shouted, the white boy would not refuse to let him in.

Ye Jiao is just reluctant to accept defeat.

You set up a Rausch position to stop me. I can't get in alive? Do you have to send someone to pick me up? Isn't that a tragedy? Too powerless? It's too much... that's a little too much!

Besides, brother doesn't know nothing about the method of confrontation, okay? I can't do it the other way!

The white man looked at the wind throne in the array with a smile and couldn't help but admire it. This man's arrogance is somewhat similar to his own...?

Everything has to be resolved on its own!

Never rely on anyone!

He knew that as long as he spoke, I would lead him in; however, he was stubbornly reluctant to speak, trying to break out of this illusion array with his own abilities.

“However, arrogance requires strength to match; if there is not enough strength, there is only arrogance, in some situations obsessed, but only a fool.” The white boy smiled softly, faintly: “Nothing left or right, we are also idle, we can afford it, so don't worry about him, let him toss it. When he begs forgiveness, let him in. ”

The big man in black nodded: “Yes. ”

Turn and disappear.

The white man ignored his mouth, but still looked at the image of his palm, looking at the wind throne standing still, the corner of his mouth revealed a constant laugh.

“I like the one who pisses me off most...” The white dude seemed to see a fun toy: “Don't ever ask me to let you in, in which case I would be very disappointed in myself...”

He actually sat quietly and looked at it quietly, and it seemed like it was an interesting thing to see this wind throne embarrassed.

But a moment later, the white boy's face, always filled with a slight smile, rarely changed, stared wide-eyed without signs; “Huh? ”

Then he touched his chin and muttered: “This thing... this hand is kind of funny...”

But I saw the wind throne standing in place and suddenly opened my eyes, as if I understood something.

Then, he saw it go one step to the left, and there was clearly a piece of bamboo that was pulled out, but when he stepped out, he was about to reach the last moment of the bamboo, and the bamboo was instantly missing.

And the next move by Wind Ling was even more puzzling, and he didn't move his other leg and retrieved the step he had just taken.

The one that just vanished from sight of bamboo appeared again, as if it had never vanished.

“So that's it.” Just listen to the wind throne whisper to yourself: “If you look at reality, you are vain, and if you say the opposite, you are vain? False, true, false, not false, false and staggered, false and easy, so it turns out, but so...”

He stepped out again, but this time he didn't take it back. Instead, he stepped out on his right heel...

The white boy's eyes deeply concentrated on the shadow of the constant passage through the bamboo forest, and the laughter in his eyes was spreading.

“Nice, when it's really nice, it's possible to pry through the fundamental principles of this illusion array from the details, but it's true...”

“This is the right thing to do… to stop me from overturning the clouds!” The white man spoke to himself softly: “Although his line of thought is correct, there is always a gap between the true intentions of the formation method, but the pace he is taking at this moment is not bad... how exactly did he do it? ”

This question is also a mystery for the wise white boy.