Chapter 185 The Truth of the Illusion
The spiritual power is imprisoned, which means that one cannot fly away, nor can one use magic or activate treasures.
In the current unknown environment with abnormal gravity, it is extremely dangerous.
Fortunately, although Su Qingwu had not deliberately practiced the art of body refining before, under the influence of Xuan Qing and having taken the corresponding spiritual fruits, his physical defense was not low.
Even if a weight of ten thousand pounds were falling on him, he could still bear it, and his back was straight without being bent at all.
I concentrated and kept alert to my surroundings, but the whistling sound of the wind still reached my ears.
Su Qingwu walked up and came to the second stone pillar.
The pressure on the whole body suddenly increased at this moment.
Continue forward and step onto the third stone pillar.
As expected, the pressure doubled again.
The remaining stone pillars are so numerous that it is impossible to see the bottom. If the current pattern continues, even if the defense is strong, it will be impossible to reach the end.
Thinking of this, Su Qingwu gritted his teeth and began to think about the purpose of this test.
Most people come here to make elixirs.
What is happening right now has nothing to do with elixirs.
What is the significance of this test?
For a moment, Su Qingwu was confused and could not find the answer.
She tried to take another step forward, and the moment her feet landed on the fourth stone pillar, the weight on her body doubled again.
My back can no longer be straightened. If I continue walking like this, I will definitely suffer internal injuries.
Realizing this, a hint of coldness flashed across Su Qingwu's eyes.
She came here to ask someone to make elixir for her, not to get hurt herself. If she had to walk through these stone pillars step by step to see the Taoist who made the elixir, then she would rather give up this opportunity and look for someone else.
In addition, the heavy pressure falling on the body reveals a sense of submission.
She didn't like this feeling.
The purpose of practicing Taoism is to achieve longevity and also to achieve freedom and ease.
If you really want to submit to someone, you might as well just fight to the death.
Thinking of this, Su Qingwu's aura suddenly changed.
Although the spiritual power is imprisoned, the consciousness can still be used.
As he waved his sleeves, nine Cangyun swords suddenly appeared suspended in front of him.
Under the control of his mind, whooshing sounds came to his ears one after another.
The precious swords broke through the air at the same time, each slashing out a sharp sword edge, slashing towards the void.
The next moment, a crackling sound was heard.
Following the sound, I saw cracks appearing in the originally dark sky.
The sunlight came in again at this moment.
The heavy pressure on his body disappeared instantly, and the mysterious force that imprisoned his spiritual power also disappeared.
Looking down, the stone pillars I was standing on have turned into a gravel path again.
Su Qingwu waved his sleeves to recall the Cangyun Swords, put eight of them into his dantian, left one in his right hand, and was alert to his surroundings.
The Biluo Pavilion was right in front of her, and she walked over.
This time, nothing unusual happened.
Passing through the pavilion and moving forward, after a while, a ripple-like wave appeared around us.
An arched entrance that could accommodate one person slowly emerged.
Su Qingwu stopped and concentrated for a while.
The spiritual perception did not give any crisis warning.
As you step into it, an ancient and quiet house suddenly appears before your eyes.
Sitting on a wooden rocking chair not far away was an unkempt old man with messy hair, wearing a Bagua robe, holding a palm-leaf fan.
Seeing her coming, the old man stopped what he was doing and put down his palm-leaf fan.
He caught a glimpse of the sword in the black-clad girl's hand and his eyelids jumped.
"My dear friend, looking at your attitude, are you looking for a fight with me?"
"You misunderstood me, Senior. I did not mean that. I did this just to prevent the likes of Biluo Pavilion from happening again."
After saying this, Su Qingwu waved his sleeves and took the last Cangyun Sword back into his dantian.
Hearing this, the old man laughed dryly, feeling a little guilty for a rare moment.
In fact, usually, the test of Biluo Pavilion is not like this, but much easier.
After all, his original intention was just to screen out the monks who came to visit him, and he didn't intend to hurt anyone.
The illusion that Su Qingwu had just experienced was a mixture of reality and illusion, and was very special.
Everything you experience in the fantasy world will be brought into reality.
If she had not reacted earlier and just wanted to walk through all the stone pillars, the end result would not only be injury, but also very likely death.
That illusion was related to Taoist Mingdan's experience not long ago.
At that time, he was ambushed by the enemy and had no choice but to use a forbidden method to exchange his own illusion with the one set up by the Biluo Pavilion.
Su Qingwu happened to be the first monk to come after this.
Therefore, the illusion that the enemy used to deal with Mingdan Daoist was now borne by her...
In the illusion, everything seems peaceful and calm, but in fact, it is full of murderous intentions.
For example, at the beginning, Su Qingwu flew all the way and moved forward along the direction where the stone pillars extended. If she had not realized that something was wrong and returned in time, then there would have been only one outcome: her spiritual power would be exhausted and she would fall into the abyss.
Later on, an invisible pressure descended upon him, and his spiritual power was imprisoned.
If one walks up step by step according to the order in which the stone pillars are arranged, the pressure will increase infinitely, and the final outcome will be that the body will shatter and be crushed into bloody mud.
If you stand still, the pressure won't increase, but the illusion won't disappear either.
If you keep wasting time like this, your willpower will collapse sooner or later.
As for the sense of oppression that makes people surrender, it is another hidden murderous intent.
Once you succumb to this consciousness, your soul will immediately leave your body and be trapped in the illusion forever.
The only way to break the impasse was to do what Su Qingwu did at the time, to cut through the sky with a flying sword.
Of course, there is another requirement, which is that the attack power must be sufficient.
If you can't do this, even if you know how to break the impasse, you will still be trapped in the illusion and gradually reach a dead end.
Although Taoist Mingdan didn't know the details, he was very sure that the illusion was very dangerous.
Su Qingwu managed to save him from a disaster.
Thinking of this, Taoist Mingdan coughed lightly and asked:
"My friend, you came here to ask me to make some elixir for you. I wonder what kind of elixir you want to make?"
"Level 5 Soul Condensing Pill."
“Are there any materials available?”
"I have a 2,000-year-old snake vine. As for the rest of the materials, I have not yet prepared them. If you agree to refine it, I will gather them as soon as possible."
"Since we have the snake-shaped vine, there will be no problem! I have the rest of the materials here. It takes time to refine the elixir. The higher the level, the longer it takes. If you don't mind, you can stay in the garden first."
Hearing this, Su Qingwu felt a little doubtful.
This senior seems different from what was rumored?
He agreed to refine the elixir so easily and his tone was very kind. He doesn't look like someone with a bad temper at all.
As the saying goes, when something is out of the ordinary, there must be something wrong.
If the rumor is true, then most likely the other party has ulterior motives.
Taoist Mingdan saw that Su Qingwu was doubtful, and after hesitating for a moment, he finally told him about the illusion.
Although he has a very bad temper, he can distinguish between gratitude and resentment.
One will never be hostile to anyone who has done him a favor, let alone repay the favor with evil.
After listening to his detailed explanation of the whole matter, Su Qingwu's doubts were gone.
I was inexplicably dragged into a fantasy world full of murderous intentions. It was impossible to say that I didn't care.
However, this senior has now agreed to make the elixir for her, his attitude is quite good, and in order to compensate her, he does not charge a penny.
If we can refine high-quality elixirs by then, then this matter may be written off...