344 How come you can make up stories better than illusions?



344 How come you can make up stories better than illusions?

Chu Linfeng entered the academy late, and his current cultivation is indeed not as good as Ning Yao's. But he can beat up not only the characters in the illusion, but also all the characters in the academy, including Yao Hengtai, who is in the Nascent Soul stage.

However, unlike Ning Yao, Chu Linfeng, as the only son of the Chu family in Zhongzhou, the heir to the richest family and a prodigal son, is extremely wealthy and has a lot of top-quality secret treasures on his body.

One of the secret treasures can keep him awake in the illusion.

Considering that their goal was to pass the test and join the academy, Chu Linfeng had an idea after figuring out that this step required a successful sacrifice.

He hugged the elder who was persuading him to offer sacrifice, and asked in a friendly manner: "Elder, how many people are there in your family?"

Cultivators generally have a weak relationship with their children. Even in a family of immortal cultivators that is made up of blood relatives, most of their children are born when the cultivators are still at a low level of cultivation.

The target of this illusion is the mortals and low-level cultivators in Xuanlin Village. Naturally, it will use the memories of these people as a blueprint to perform some content that the owner of the illusion has not set up, in order to complete the composition of the illusion.

In order to improve his relationship with Chu Linfeng and ensure that he would sacrifice himself as soon as possible, the elder said readily: "There are six of us in total, all of whom are followers of our Holy Church and are protected by the World Tree. If we have the honor to make a contribution to the World Tree, we will certainly not hesitate."

Chu Linfeng wanted to hear this, and patted the elder on the back with appreciation: "You are indeed a pillar of the Holy Church! In view of your piety, I will give you the opportunity to make the sacrifice this time."

The elder's passionate expression suddenly froze: "I..."

Chu Linfeng interrupted him: "Don't be so pedantic. Dedicating ourselves to the Holy Church is our duty! This is noble! It is great! It is holy! It is our duty!"

How come you can make up stories better than illusions?

Gu Dong felt something was wrong and whispered to Yao Hengtai, "Is he also going to trick the illusionary characters into offering sacrifice?"

Yao Hengtai thought so and breathed a sigh of relief.

It is better to lie than to kill.

After the comparison, Yao Hengtai's requirements are already very low.

Thinking of Ning Yao's sword intent, he is still uneasy. He always feels that the young man's sword can send him, a Nascent Soul cultivator, to heaven.

In the illusion, the elder struggled desperately: "No, no, no, I am not qualified! I..." Before he could finish his words, a spiritual stone flashing with dazzling light almost blinded his eyes.

Gu Dong was very surprised: "Where did this kid get the top-grade spirit stone?"

He has never seen a few high-quality spirit stones!

Yao Hengtai corrected enviously: "This should be a top-grade spiritual stone."

Gu Dong: “!!!”

He has never seen a top-grade spirit stone! ! !

Gu Dong screamed: "Where did he get the top-grade spirit stone?!"

Yao Hengtai also wanted to know.

He didn't want to show his ignorance in front of Gu Dong, so he pretended to be profound and said, "This kid's identity in the illusion is the Holy Son of the Holy Church. The Holy Church has a long history and profound heritage. It's normal for him to have one or two top-grade spirit stones."

It turns out to be fake.

Only then did Gu Dong feel balanced.

The next second, he saw Chu Linfeng take out twenty or thirty top-grade spirit stones from his pocket in one breath, and even his eyes were blinded by the dazzling light of the spirit stones.

Especially those top-grade spirit stones that exuded rich spiritual energy, which made him doubt for a time that they were real spirit stones.

Gu Dong forced himself not to look at Chu Linfeng. He turned his head and saw that Yao Hengtai's usually pretentious face was a little distorted, revealing jealousy that could not be hidden.

Gu Dong was afraid that he would vent his anger on himself, so he quickly said in a flattering way: "It's just some fake spirit stones. This kid can come up with so many. It must be all his savings from being a saint in the illusion all these years."

Yao Hengtai made a disdainful sound from his nose, indicating that he didn't care about it.

The elder in the illusion was so dazzled by the overwhelming wealth that he couldn't take his eyes off: "This..."

"As long as you step onto the altar, all of these will be yours!" Chu Linfeng pushed the top-grade spirit stone in his arms into the elder's arms.

The elder was reluctant to accept the offer, and he couldn't stop smiling as he held the shining spirit stone in his hands.

"Come, come, let's go this way." Chu Linfeng held the dizzy him and walked towards the altar.

Walking to the edge of the altar, Chu Linfeng pushed people in and quickly activated the sacrificial formation.

The light from the formation was so bright that the elder shivered in shock. Before he could say something, he saw Chu Linfeng swish out two talismans, one for immobilization and the other for silence.

The talisman quickly fell on the elder, and he was unable to move. He could only watch himself become a sacrifice under Chu Linfeng's "friendly" wave.

The sacrifice began, and the believers kneeling under the altar chanted prayers in unison. The blazing flames burned the people on the altar, and the entire sacrificial square was terrifyingly solemn.

Seeing the elder who was sacrificed in his place trapped in the sacrificial formation and unable to break free, Chu Linfeng rubbed the goose bumps on his arms, cursed "evil cult" inwardly, turned around and jumped off the altar.

His figure gradually disappeared into the darkness. Before it completely vanished, a golden light slowly gathered above his head, indicating that he had successfully passed the test.

Gu Dong was puzzled: "He can pass the test with this? What did he contribute? Isn't this a test of self-sacrifice for the World Tree?"

Yao Hengtai couldn't figure it out either. Could it be that contributing top-grade spirit stones was also considered self-sacrifice?

Should it count?

After all, he, a Nascent Soul cultivator, doesn't even have top-grade spirit stones.

He didn't know how to explain it to Gu Dong, so he just said, "Let them go and see the next one."

Gu Dong thought it would be best not to watch these people's illusions anymore. He was old and had a weak heart, and he couldn't stand this kind of torture from these people.

It just so happened that the illusions of these people were all next to each other, and Yao Hengtai's mind was full of a handful of top-grade spirit stones that Chu Linfeng casually took out. He was absent-minded when jumping between illusions and mistakenly entered Wuxin's illusion.

Wu Xin sat cross-legged under the altar and debated face to face with the elder who had advised him to sacrifice himself.

He radiated the light of Buddhahood all over his body. The elder opposite was so intimidated by him that he begged Wuxin to give him a tonsure on the spot so that he could become a monk.

Wu Xin shook his head regretfully: "It is not the right time for you to be ordained yet."

Wanting to convert to Buddhism but having no way to do so, the elder felt as if his heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys were pierced: "When is the time for me to be ordained?"

Wu Xin's Chan Yin: "The donor has a deep connection with your religion. How can you become a monk if your karma has not yet been severed?"

The elder realized it, and he tore off the elder token from his waist, crushed it and threw it on the ground: "Now I have betrayed the Holy Church and converted to Buddhism. Master, please accept me!"

Wu Xin still refused to accept it: "The great sacrificial formation is ready to go. If the donor betrays the religion and leaves, what will happen to the sacrificial ceremony that the Holy Church has been planning for many years?"

"Why should I care about them?" The elder blurted out. When he saw Wuxin's face darken, he realized that he had said something wrong and quickly tried to make amends. "Disciple didn't mean that. Disciple meant... meant..." He pondered and finally continued, "Disciple knows that you are a monk and you are compassionate. What do you think we should do?"

Wu Xin put his hands together and said a Buddhist verse: "Buddhism saves all living beings and never lets anyone suffer. Since the donor is responsible for presiding over this sacrifice, even if you leave the religion, you should see it through to the end."

The elder understood and said: "I will go and arrange another sacrifice so that I can complete the sacrifice as soon as possible and understand the Dharma with you as soon as possible."

Unexpectedly, Wuxin shook his head.

The elder was puzzled and knelt before him devoutly: "My disciple is dull, please enlighten me, Master."

Wu Xin sighed and looked at him with an encouraging and compassionate look: "In the past, the Buddha cut his flesh to feed the eagle, and later Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva made a great wish, 'If I don't go to hell, who will?' Have you learned anything from this?"

These are two well-known Buddhist anecdotes. As high-ranking officials of the Holy Religion, the elders must naturally be aware of them.

He stood there in a daze for a moment, thinking again and again, and said uncertainly: "Master, do you want me to be the sacrifice myself?"

Wu Xin nodded in appreciation: "This boy is teachable."

The elder resisted: "Then I won't die?"

Wu Xin rebuked him with a teaching look: "Is this the extent of your understanding? Have you forgotten the Buddha and Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva?"

Yes, these two people sacrificed their own interests for the greater good, but they did not die.

Could it be that he is the future great monk who can be compared with these two?

The elder became very excited when he thought of this, and was about to open his mouth to ask Wuxin, but he saw Wuxin move aside and made a "please" gesture towards the altar.

Everything is implied!

The last bit of doubt in the elder's mind was dispelled. He took a deep breath, strode up to the altar, and took the initiative to start the sacrificial formation.

As his body burned in flames, golden light gathered above Wuxin's head, forming a perfect circle.

Understand the mind and pass the level.

Gu Dong was stunned, and it took him a while to come back to his senses: "Senior, this kid is poisonous, right? He bewitched people with just a few words!"

Yao Hengtai, who was still immersed in Buddhism, was awakened by his suddenly raised voice. He quickly restrained the contemplation in his eyes and looked at Wuxin thoughtfully.

Immediately, he let out a satisfied laugh.

Gu Dong looked at him in horror: "Senior, what are you laughing at?"

"This kid is very eloquent. Isn't he exactly the talent we need?" Yao Hengtai asked back.

Gu Dong understood the reason, but he felt uneasy: "This kid makes me feel strange. How can a little monk in the Qi Refining Stage have such profound Taoism that he can make the illusionary characters take the initiative to be sacrificed on his behalf?"

Illusions have their own set of operating logic, especially illusions that test people's hearts. The characters in the plot have a certain self-thinking logic and there is a probability that they will make mistakes or be subverted like real people.

Jiang Xin and his gang are all cultivators, so it's normal that their way of passing the levels is different from that of the mortals in Xuanlin Village.

Yao Hengtai convinced himself and used these words to educate Gu Dong.

Gu Dong was only in the Jindan stage, so he naturally didn't dare to refute the words of this Yuanying stage True Lord. He could only nod repeatedly to show that he accepted the instruction.

At this moment, the fantasy world before his eyes suddenly began to ripple.

The range of these ripples spread became larger and larger, and the speed became faster and faster. Wherever they passed, all illusions turned into nothingness in the violent explosion.

Seeing that the explosion was about to spread to himself, Yao Hengtai's face changed drastically, and he immediately took Gu Dong out of the illusion.

Faintly, the two heard a young man roaring, "You are a cult offering a sacrifice to your father! I will blow you up!"

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