Another half month has passed since the kick-out incident.
The remnant spirit of Tianyu suppressed the leader of the Wuji Sword Sect and shattered the illusion with a single thought, and his deeds became known to everyone.
After being silent for a few days, the Fantasy Alliance became active again.
And it is active and blatant.
The reason is simple.
The sky in the illusion has changed.
Ever since Jiang Lingfeng's "brave speech", Tianyu Canling directly fully opened up the permission for spiritual energy in the illusion.
In short, web servers are open to everyone.
But this is not unconditional.
Once the illusion created by the monks does not meet the standards of the Heavenly Remnant Spirit, the illusion crystal will be directly shattered.
In contrast, the monk who created this illusion will also be punished to a certain extent.
For example, Du Yu, who created the "Tianyu Secret Realm", not only fell seriously ill, but his cultivation level also regressed by half a realm.
In other words, creating an illusion has become a huge gamble.
If you win the bet, you will be connected with Tianyu, be admired by thousands of people in the illusion, and earn a lot of spirit stones;
If you lose the bet, your cultivation will regress and disasters will happen one after another.
How can it be right for monks to be inferior to others?
Everyone is ready to go and decide to start showing off their skills in the illusion.
It is said that even within the Lingxiao Sect and the Tianxuan Sect, some people have begun secretly studying illusions...
After all, no one wants to miss such a great opportunity.
Lu Ze was the only one who enjoyed such a piece of fat meat in the fantasy world, and it was obvious that the others were not happy about it.
Suddenly, undercurrents surged everywhere on the Tianxuan Continent.
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Fantasy main server space.
"Look at you, you're already a grown man, and it's not worth it for that old man."
Lu Ze comforted her cheerfully.
"Tianyu cannot be insulted... Also, I am not a human."
The remnant spirit of Tianyu snorted coldly and retorted.
That day, Tianqiu's remnant spirit went straight to the real Jiang Lingfeng offline, but was stopped by Lu Ze in time.
Lu Ze did this not out of soft-heartedness.
He knew the situation of Tianyu's remnant soul very well.
First of all, this guy will consume his own strength when he attacks, so it is very difficult to increase his strength.
A long time ago, the remnant spirit of Tianyu killed the person thousands of miles away in anger, causing a part of the talisman ring around the spirit to be broken.
After recuperating in the illusion until today, he has barely recovered.
Secondly, the remaining spirits of the gods are ultimately a part of the gods' will.
His bloodlust will continue to cause him to be affected by karma, and he may even be retaliated by the gods.
Once the power of Tianyu's will is lost, not only will Lu Ze's fantasy server be gone, but even Tianyu's residual spirit itself may be directly wiped out.
Therefore, Lu Ze had to stop it.
Of course, even so, Jiang Lingfeng only managed to survive by luck.
His realm plummeted from the Void Refining stage all the way down to the Foundation Establishment stage, and even his spiritual roots were wasted...
It can be said that there is no difference between them and dead people.
"Look at you, you've lived for thousands of years, but you're still so impulsive..."
Lu Ze sighed.
"Now that the permission for the fantasy world has been released, there might not be so many people in my fantasy world for you to have fun with..."
"Then I'll tell you, you're no different from an ant...you deserve it."
Tianyu's remnant spirit gave Lu Ze a cold look.
His words that day caused Lu Ze to have countless more competitors, which gave Lu Ze a headache.
Although he didn't think that with these old-fashioned mindsets, they could take too many players away from him;
It's a loss after all!
He still missed the days when Tianyu Canling was his personal server...
But Lu Ze knew in his heart that this day would come sooner or later.
Just as those monks said, heaven cannot be the property of any one person.
If the remnant spirit of the gods goes against the will of heaven, it will definitely be judged by heaven.
Therefore, with more and more monks participating in the illusion, it is only a matter of time before the right to license spiritual energy is opened up.
"However, this may not be a bad thing for you..."
The remnant spirit of Tianyue explained the reason.
The efficiency of the spiritual energy supply in the illusion is related to the quality of the illusion.
The more excellent the illusion, the purer the spiritual energy obtained from the heavenly beings.
The creation of an illusion of poor quality will consume the realm and spiritual energy. The residual spirit of the celestial being disdains this energy, so it will be added to the spiritual energy of the celestial being obtained in the illusion.
Simply put, ordinary cultivators will most likely not be able to create illusions that meet the standards.
Even if they barely meet the standards, the spiritual nourishment that the monks obtain in the illusion is only at an average level.
As long as Lu Ze maintains his usual level, the divine spiritual energy obtained in the illusion will be even more refined than before!
The purer the celestial spirit energy, the more time the cultivators would have to spend in the illusion.
Lu Ze will gain more magic points!
"Those ants are not as good as you."
After Tianqiu Canling finished speaking these words calmly, his figure disappeared into the illusion.
Lu Ze felt relieved and exited the illusion.
At this moment, his master Nangong Yugang came to Lingyu Pavilion.
"Cheap Master, do you need me for something?"
Lu Ze asked with a playful smile.
"You still know that I am your master..."
Nangong Ye glared at Lu Ze and blew his beard angrily.
What was Nangong Ye’s reputation outside before?
A master of weapon refining, unparalleled in benevolence and righteousness, with peaches all over the world...
Now what?
The direct disciple of Master Lu.
"Of course I know, it's all taught by my teacher!"
The master and the apprentice were already accustomed to this, and after a few rounds of cheerful banter, Nangong Ye got down to business.
"That's right."
"A month from now, it will be our 'Demon Slaying Day' which takes place once every ten years."
"According to convention, in addition to organizing their own demon-suppression campaign, each major sect will also arrange other events to showcase their strength."
"You and that girl had a huge fight a while ago, and now everyone wants to be a psychic..."
"So the theme this time is probably illusion."