Moonlight and wind

Chapter 293: Illusion of Consciousness

The woman waved the dagger in her hand and shot a dark and dark aura towards Shan Zimo!

Shan Zimo had no choice but to raise his hand to block, but he was not hurt at all!

As he slowly lowered his arms, he looked up.

"Damn it!" Shan Zimo cursed fiercely, "Another illusion!"

Shan Zimo was suspended in the boundless void, surrounded by unpredictable fog. Not far away, a dazzling sea of ​​flowers appeared.

Shan Zimo stepped on the void helplessly and walked towards the sea of ​​flowers in the center of the illusion.

"I'm almost immune to falling into illusions all the time!" Shan Zimo muttered as he floated towards the sea of ​​flowers.

In this sea of ​​flowers, all kinds of exotic flowers exude intoxicating fragrance. At the end of the sea of ​​flowers is a crystal palace, the door of the palace is open, and the sound of nature can be heard from inside.

"Does this mean I have to go in?" Shan Zimo stood at the palace door and looked inside. The wall of gems was so dazzling that he couldn't open his eyes.

"come in!"

Suddenly, a kind voice came from the palace, which calmed Shan Zimo's puzzled heart at that moment, and he walked in unconsciously.

In the palace, there was a woman wearing a bright white Liuxian dress. She looked almost the same age as the hall master’s wife. Her temperament was like that of an immortal in the sky, both illusory and real.

"Sister Fairy, you called me here today. Do you have any unfulfilled wishes?" Shan Zimo felt that this person must be the soul of a person who died unjustly, and he was looking for him to fulfill his wish.

The woman smiled and slowly approached Shan Zimo, looking him up and down with a loving gaze.

"He's a good man worthy of trust!"

The sudden words surprised Shan Zimo, "Could it be that the female ghosts of the Luohui Cult are coveting my body?"

"Sister Fairy, humans and ghosts are different, we are not suitable!" Shan Zimo raised his hand and refused righteously.

"Silly boy!" The woman smiled and returned to her throne. "How about being my son-in-law?"

"Son-in-law?" Shan Zimo's eyes turned, "Is your daughter alive? Is she also in this illusion?"

"This is not an ordinary illusion," the woman still looked at him lovingly, "This is my consciousness. Since it is not convenient for me to meet you yet, I can only use this method to invite you here."

"Your consciousness?" Shan Zimo's eyes widened, completely immersed in incredible shock. "Excuse me, Fairy Sister, do you have a physical body?"

"That's natural!"

"Is this your technique?"

"Just force!"

"May I ask Sister Fairy, what is your current level of martial arts?"

"A mere Martial Emperor!"

"Just a little bit!" Shan Zimo almost choked on his own saliva, "Martial Emperor?! You are so modest!"

The woman raised the corner of her mouth slightly, sketching a gentle smile, "My child, you will definitely surpass me in the future. The young are truly formidable!"

"Sister Fairy, what do you need help from the juniors?" After Shan Zimo learned about her martial arts power, his admiration for her was beyond words! "Do you need the juniors to help you overthrow the head?" Shan Zimo whispered in a flattering manner.

The woman lowered her head and smiled, "On the contrary, I need you to protect the head of the sect!" The woman raised her head slightly, her eyes became deep, as if she was thinking about something, "Nichang, you are still young and your mind is relatively simple, there are always some people with bad intentions who covet her position as the head of the sect."

Shan Zimo nodded heavily, "That's right! That's right! The youngster has also taken on a job to deal with the head of the sect!"

The woman seemed to have expected this. Although her eyes were gentle, they were also somewhat scrutinizing. "So how do you plan to deal with this?"

Shan Zimo laughed and scratched his head, "Senior, don't be nervous. I have some doubts about this!"

"That's good!" The woman regained her kind look. "After you leave my consciousness, my men will give you a copper snake bell. A trace of my consciousness is stored there. If you have any questions, you can enter this sea of ​​flowers at any time."

"Can a junior ask you about someone?" Shan Zimo always kept Qu Xuanyue's matter in mind.

"But it doesn't matter!"

"I think you must have been in the Luohui Sect for a long time. Do you know a disciple named Hua Zhiyi?" Shan Zimo actually had some guesses in his mind when he saw the woman for the first time. The look between her eyebrows and eyes was nine points similar to that of Qu Xuanyue!

Hearing Xuanyue's name, the woman was startled, but soon smiled again, "It's not easy to maintain such a large illusion with consciousness. Let's stop here for now, retreat!"

With the woman's shout of "back off", Shan Zimo seemed to fall into a dark abyss. The real feeling of weightlessness was just like falling from a height in a dream. The next second, Shan Zimo opened his eyes and saw Shan Boyu's anxious face.

Shan Zimo suddenly sat up and looked around. He was leaning on a lonely grave behind the ancient temple, and next to him was a rubble tablet with the words "Hua Zhiyi's Tomb" engraved on it.

The woman stretched out her slender jade hand and opened her palm, inside which stood a copper bell shaped like a spirit snake. The surface of the bell was sparkling with colorful metallic luster, and the spirit snake was inlaid with a pair of ruby ​​eyes. Not only was it unique in shape, it was also priceless!

"I think the master has already told you to keep this bell and not show it to anyone else!"

"Does this copper bell ring?" Shan Zimo took the copper bell of the spirit snake with both hands and asked curiously. He really couldn't understand why the copper bells on the four corners of the woman's skirt had no sound at all.

The woman relaxed at this time and smiled slightly, "How can a copper bell not ring?"

Shan Zimo pointed to the copper bell on her skirt and said, "This has never rung."

The woman lifted her skirt and shook it gently, and the bell made a clear and pleasant sound. "Look, it's ringing!"

Shan Zimo frowned slightly, looking puzzled, "What's the reason?"

"The inner force is holding the bells together, preventing them from making any sound!"

"Sister, could you please tell me your martial arts level?" Shan Zimo was shocked but did not forget to inquire.

"The last stage of King Wu!"

When Shan Zimo and Shan Boyu heard this, they both gasped.

"Sister, if you have anything to say, just tell me directly!" Shan Zimo and Shan Boyu said with a nod.

The next second, when the two looked up, the woman had disappeared.

"What's going on?" Shan Zimo put the Spirit Snake Bronze Bell into his arms, "Why do I feel like I can't defeat even one of the Luohu Cult!"

Shan Boyu nodded, "This Luohui Sect is different from our Xueying Hall. It is a hidden sect, so naturally there are many masters there, and it is unknown to the outside world. We'd better be careful. Hurry up and hand over the dagger, get the antidote, and return to the North Country!"

"Oh!" Shan Zimo slapped his head, "I forgot to ask who the dagger was given to!"

Shan Boyu shook his finger and said soothingly, "Young Master, don't worry. I think we should just hand the dagger over to the Sect Leader directly. It's better for us not to get involved in other matters!"

“I’m afraid I have no choice.”