Zuo Liuying's voice matched his appearance at the age of seventeen or eighteen, with the heavy weight of a young man and the crispness of a young man. He recited the mantra without any rush, and the effect was much stronger than that of Xiaoqiu. The young demon golem held in his hand was a porcelain that was hit hard, which instantly shattered, and countless fragments floated in the air.

The whole scene stopped moving at this moment, as if it was a lifelike scroll. Xiaoqiu had never seen a few ordinary New Year pictures, let alone such a realistic picture. He stared blankly at the fragments of the young demon, and it took him a while to understand: no matter how alert he was, he still could not escape the illusion of the head of the Ban Secret Department.

Shin Jun is just stronger, and the illusions created are finally traceable, but Zuo Liuying picked them up. If it weren't for his intentional display of flaws, Xiao Qiu wouldn't have discovered them at all.

"Memory is the best material for illusion." Zuo Liuying walked to Xiaoqiu and pointed to the copper gourd on the table, which contained all the memories that Yang Baozhen took away when he used the mind control technique on Mu Xingqiu a month ago.

"But... you can't speak, I can't have these memories." Xiaoqiu understood, but he still couldn't get rid of the illusion and followed Zuo Liuying beside him.

"Because you have expectations, when you see me, you will naturally feel my voice - as you wish, I will speak to you in this voice."

Xiaoqiu moved his eyes, and even used his unblemished eyes to stare at the uninhabited cushion opposite him. It should be where Zuo Liuying is, but he can't see anything. The illusion is too powerful and he can't see through the truth.

Zuo Liuying walked slowly around Mu Xingqiu, "Illusion is one of the most basic spells in the Mind Heart Science Department, you should get used to it."

"I thought the illusion was the Five Elements Water Spell. Moreover, hasn't the inheritance of the Mind Heart Science been interrupted for many years?" Xiao Qiu tried not to look at the human figures around him, but still talked to him.

"Since the Ninxin Department is one of the eighteen Taoist geniuses, it is impossible to completely separate from the Five Elements Spells. The Ninxin Illusion and the Water Illusion are similar. Of course, there is a clear difference between the two. Once the water Illusion is discovered, the illusion will naturally disappear, and the Ninxin Illusion will cause backlash. If you have the ability to see the real me, you can put me in an illusion. According to the book, the power of backlash is stronger than the original illusion. At that time, you may even control all my behaviors."

"Why was such a powerful spell abandoned?"

"Because both the mind illusion and the water illusion are ineffective against monsters with simple minds. The effect on the powerful demons will be greatly reduced, and in the end it will only become a means for Taoists to attack each other. Tens of thousands of years ago, the seventh generation of ancestors invented the fundamental method of seclusion, which can not only protect the three fields, but also enhance their resistance to illusions. As long as you reach the realm of Guxia, my illusion will be difficult for me to work on you."

Xiaoqiu did not give up his efforts and still kept a close eye on the cushion. "What does illusion have to do with it?" Xiaoqiu pointed to the light blue fragments in the air. He used to call it "young demon". Now he doesn't know what it should be called.

Zuo Liuying continued to circle around Xiaoqiu, "Have you heard about my wife?"

"Well, you should know this." Xiaoqiu had handed over all his memories, and there was no secret in front of Zuo Liuying.

"But you don't know exactly." Zuo Liuying gradually accelerated her pace. The light blue fragments that were stagnant in the air began to move, and they merged one by one again, but it was not the image of the young demon in Xiaoqiu's memory, but the image of a completely different human woman.

Zuo Liuying gave up a little memory of her.

He was a woman with a graceful figure. She wore a light blue gauze skirt and had a cloud bun on her head. She didn't have any characteristics of a Taoist priest on her body. She was just blurred and Zuo Liuying still retained it.

"She is called Fantasy Moon, and I named her because I imagined her on a full moon night. But this fantasy thing is different. She will talk to me and even refute my opinions. Some of her views I have never heard of and cannot agree with. On the eleventh day of her condensation, we got married, and only the two of us were there. From then on, I began to believe that she is real, not just my fantasy."

Zuo Liuying stopped and stared at the woman in the blue skirt for a while. This was a pure illusion, without any sense of reality. He continued to walk around, "I took her to introduce her to everyone, but no one could see her figure or hear her voice. I invited the most powerful man of the Nine Dao Tang Dynasty, including the contemporary ancestors themselves. Their eyes could even penetrate the mountains and the deep sea, but they could not see them. Huanyue was walking around in front of them, but no one could see her."

Zuo Liuying fell into deep thought, and the doubts he had been entangled in the past to this day. "So I thought, things that the strong cannot see, and the weak may see, but this kind of thing has happened before, so I took the fantasy moon down the mountain and traveled around the world--"

The woman in the blue skirt broke and formed again. This time the scene was a small town by the river, slightly larger than Yelin Town, but the population was several times larger, making it very lively.

Xiaoqiu seemed to be standing on a mountain looking down at the town, and soon saw another Zuo Liuying and Huanyue. They stood side by side on the river, and several Taoist priests were standing on both sides, talking enthusiastically. Suddenly, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and everyone in the town looked up in surprise, including several Taoist priests. Only Huanyue nervously grabbed one of Zuo Liuying's arm, looking extremely frightened.

A dark arm stretched out from the dark clouds, and the Taoists cast a series of spells into the sky. The huge black hands were defeated, but Huanyue still couldn't help but soar into the air and flew towards the thick dark clouds. No matter how powerful spells Zuo Liuying emitted, she still couldn't pull her back for an inch.

Several Taoist priests looked at the sky in surprise and even forgot to cast spells, obviously seeing Fantasy Moon himself.

Zuo Liuying flew into the air...

The picture is broken, Xiaoqiu knows the final outcome: Zuo Liuying failed to recover his wife, and the dark clouds landed, causing great damage to the town, but did not kill a single person.

"Do you think there is a similarity between the two?" Zuo Liuying asked, his voice extremely calm, and he didn't look like a person who had regained the pain of losing his wife.

The so-called two are of course referring to Fantasy Moon and Young Demon. Xiaoqiu thought for a while, "It's all that others can't see, touch, and hear, but..."

"Speak your thoughts." Zuo Liuying's encouragement was a vaguely commanding person, just like those young people who were not human and worldly, rather than those who had attained enlightenment for more than a thousand years.

"First, I have never fantasized about the young demon, it popped up by itself." Xiaoqiu decided to use the name of young demon. "Second, young demons can't speak, at least they can't speak human language. At first, they fought with me, but later they imitated me everywhere."

"It is also imitating you when fighting with you. You are afraid of it and want to destroy it, so it is also afraid of you and wants to destroy you." Zuo Liuying corrected.

"Well, that's it. The night when Shin Jun came to me, the young demon had a deeper connection with me. We empathized with each other, and it could even help me condense my energy into a pill. I think Huanyue couldn't do this."

"I can't do it. Fantasy Moon is a real person, with his own ideas and preferences, not under my control, and sometimes even the exact opposite of me."

"What does this mean?" Perhaps it was because she stayed in the illusion for too long. Xiaoqiu felt a little dizzy in her mind.

"It means that the young demon and Fantasy Moon are the same, but the young demon is in the early stage. You and I have the same ability, and you are just weaker."

Xiaoqiu opened his mouth wide. "But I only understood Santian when the young demon appeared. Where did I get this ability?"

"Actually, you have already had this ability." Zuo Liuying casts the spell again, and the light blue fragments form another picture.

This is Xiaoqiu's memory. Mei Chuan'an stood in the vegetable garden behind his house. He squinted his eyes, showed pain, and covered his heart with one hand. He said, "It is not the strongest, it is unique, it... it is a message, I haven't understood it yet." After a pause, he recited the mantra that had a huge impact on Xiaoqiu, "Wrong or weak."

The picture shattered again.

Xiaoqiu suddenly remembered that he had taught Lin Sa to say something, saying that Mei Chuan'an admired Zuo Liuying and learned all his actions, including fantasies.

"I don't understand, is the young demon Mei Chuan'an's soul?"

Zuo Liuying shook her head, "I guess things are more complicated than this. The soul may turn into something, but it cannot escape the eyes of the Taoist priests. The key is that spell. Mei Chuan'an said it was a message. What kind of message is it?"

Xiaoqiu could not answer such a profound question, and Zuo Liuying had no expectations for it. He was asking and answering himself.

"I originally suggested that Mei Chuan'an study the chanting of the heart mantra. I have read all the mantras myself, including the sentence "Wrong or weak". Does it have any impact on the production of the Fantasy Moon? I have memories of everything I have experienced, but the influence of the mantra is subtle. Things have changed, and I have no way to draw a conclusion."

Xiaoqiu understood Zuo Chongying's intention. He was not checking the background of the young demon, but trying to figure out its origin. Perhaps it was the origin of the first wife.

"Fangfang... Qin Lingshuang also learned the spell." Xiaoqiu did not want Fangfang to go on a dangerous road.

"She is fine, so far, it's fine." Zuo Liuying had already secretly checked Qin Lingshuang. "Every time she used the spell, it was related to you, to help you, so the power happened to you. Moreover, she is a single-minded person, and she will not change the path she chose. The spell is always an emergency measure for her. In fact, she has no interest in reciting the heart spell."

Xiaoqiu felt a little relieved, "But this spell is used to fix spells or prevent spell casting. What does it have to do with illusion?"

"It was originally an illusion spell. You and Qin Lingshuang used it wrong from the beginning, so they only exerted less than 10% of their power. You can try another method."

Xiaoqiu felt enlightened and looked around for the target of attack, and finally determined the copper gourd.

"Don't be wrong or weak." Xiao Qiu chanted softly and punched a habitually.

The copper gourd was split into two and fell to both sides. A stream of white smoke drifted away. The illusion in front of him suddenly disappeared. The light blue fragments and the able-talking Zuo Liuying were gone. The head of the Ban Secret Department was still sitting upright on the cushion. He was prepared for a long time, so he was not affected by the backlash.

Zuo Liuying did not hide his intention to use the disciples of Ningdan. The answer he was looking for was also Xiaoqiu's resentment.

"When will I be able to enter the Heart Department?"

"Wait until the young demon appears again." Zuo Liuying's maid Zeng Fu walked behind Xiaoqiu and answered the question for the master, "If it goes well tonight, you can come tomorrow."

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