Chapter 124 True Illusion
'Calling your thoughts?!'
Bai Mo said this in his mind as he looked at the statue, but no matter how he looked at it, he couldn't see anything unusual.
"I can feel it. I can draw out the thing that is calling me. Maybe it will be helpful for you to get out of the mountains."
Ding Yumian said this in his heart, and then, before Bai Mo could ask if there was any impact, she flew out of Bai Mo's sight.
It transformed into a crystal light and a powerful wave, sweeping directly towards the statue.
This wave was so powerful that even Lingling could feel it.
"Don't worry, it has no effect on my true body. Only after I dissipate, this fragment of my true body can gradually recover."
This sentence remained in Bai Mo's heart, without giving him any time to respond or react.
Lingling also saw the crystal clear spiritual light. She had only felt such a powerful spiritual light in Ding Yumian, so she asked;
"Is it Sister Yumian's ability?"
"Yeah." Bai Mo nodded slightly, and saw that after being swept by the spiritual light emitted by Ding Yumian, the statue of Ze Shen seemed to have become much brand new. Under the gaze of the two, the mouth of the statue suddenly opened, and then a pendant fell out.
It happened to fall onto the tribute plate below which was empty of offerings.
Bai Mo walked forward and picked up the pendant with his mind, and it just floated in the air.
The pendant as a whole is crystal clear, and even the hanging rope is made of something unknown, it is also crystal clear.
The pendant at the bottom is carved with an object like a scroll, with strange and ancient mysterious patterns on it.
Bai Mo focused his attention on it and tried to enter.
Strands of pale yellow forbidden lightning emerged and directly expelled his thoughts.
"This seems to be a totem vessel?" Lingling stood by and watched. Ever since Bai Mo became involved with the hollow willow totem, she had learned a lot about totems and totem vessels.
"Yeah." Bai Mo nodded slightly. There should be a connection between totems. He felt that his silver hairpin gun trembled after encountering the pendant, as if saying hello, and then stopped moving.
"This village is actually quite suitable for being a totem guardian. Maybe we can go out and ask if there are any legends here."
"Aren't we going to continue praying?" Lingling asked. She was quite interested in trying out the legendary ritual. She emphasized again.
"We have to test whether the power of this ritual is bestowed by this thing that looks like a totem, or whether it is possessed by the statue itself. If it is the power of the totem, then we may not be able to take it away."
Bai Mo thought for a moment, looked at the pendant in his hand which had no reaction and no magical power, then looked at the statue on the altar which had its mouth closed, and nodded slightly.
"Okay, let's continue, but what is this totem?"
"I don't know. Just write down his appearance and check it when we get back."
So the two of them sat down on the cushion again. Although they didn't have a specific target, Bai Mo guessed that this totem should be closely related to the mind system.
Otherwise, how could he call upon the soul of Ding Yumian sleeping in the hair ring, and how could he sense this soul? !
Four days passed quickly, and when Bai Mo and Ling Ling finished their seven-day prayer, they decided that Bai Mo should not take the Ze Shen totem with him, but go to the mountains first.
See if it will provoke an attack from demons, and then make other plans.
However, when the two opened the door of the temple and saw the scene in front of them, they were all stunned.
There are weeds and sparse trees everywhere. Some low loess piles arranged in a somewhat neat manner seem to indicate where there used to be earthen houses. There are also some empty flat lands covered with weeds, indicating where there used to be farmlands connected by paths.
This is a somewhat sparsely populated and barren valley. I don’t know how many years it has been barren!
Where was the village, not to mention the devout villagers, the enthusiastic drum and bugle corps, and the village chief who was determined to drive away the evil spirits?
"This..." Bai Mo was stunned, and like Lingling beside him, he subconsciously turned back to look at the stone temple.
The stone temple still stood, still dilapidated, and the stone statues inside were still the same, exactly the same as when they first arrived, with no difference at all.
The only things missing were the villagers and the village.
Bai Mo glanced at Lingling and saw the shock in her eyes. Bai Mo took out the pendant and looked at it again.
He pinched himself hard, looked inward into his spiritual world and saw his four nebulae, then called out the Wind Spirit and the Divine Dust Tiger.
After finally confirming that they had not fallen into any mental magic, he asked in confusion: "What's going on?"
"I saw a record in my grandfather's notes." Lingling seemed to remember something and read slowly.
"It is said that some people with extremely strong spiritual cultivation can materialize spiritual illusions. They may be their own imaginations, or like a mirage, they are real scenes of a certain place."
"So, what we encountered a few days ago were all illusions?" Bai Mo was shocked, because mental illusions were always constructed in the other party's mind. This was the first time he had seen such a concrete illusion that it could deceive people outside.
"It should be." Lingling nodded, with a wonderful expression on her face.
"Then, what created such a huge illusion? Is the creature that looks like a demon that we drove away also an illusion?" Bai Mo muttered to himself, as if he was asking himself, or Lingling.
"I'm not very clear about that demon." Lingling shook her head and did not answer Bai Mo's first question. Instead, she raised her head and looked at the stone temple in front of her.
Bai Mo also looked at the stone temple in front of him with a scrutinizing look in his eyes.
Could it be that this building caused all this? After all, everything else is gone, only it still exists.
After watching for a while, Bai Mo finally said, "Let's go to the mountain and observe to see if the illusion will appear again."
So Bai Mo took back the Little Wind Spirit and the Divine Dust Tiger that he had just released, and took Lingling away from the valley, to a nearby hillside where he could see the place clearly.
On the way, they met a four-winged eagle hanging upside down on a tree, but the four-winged eagle acted as if it didn't see them and let them pass by.
Bai Mo's eyes were full of surprise. He didn't feel any changes in his body, but the demons definitely stopped attacking them.
Stopping on a hillside with a wide view, you can see the stone temple at the bottom of the mountain as long as you lower your head. Bai Mo first set up two formations.
A space-concealing magic circle, and a breath-blocking magic circle.
He and Lingling had discussed that they would observe here for three days, and if there was no gain after three days, they would leave.
The purpose of these two magic arrays is to hide them, so that the mysterious power on their bodies will not disappear suddenly and they will be directly targeted by the monsters on the mountain.
By then, it will be too late to observe, let alone escape.
Bai Mo has not been idle these days. He also takes time to control the newly appeared earth-type stars.
Three days of observation yielded no results, but the Shenchen Tiger that came out from time to time told Bai Mo that there was a white beast nearby that looked delicious.
But it ran too fast and it couldn't catch it.
Bai Mo also went to see and found that it was the white monster that the village chief asked him to expel a few days ago. The monster's speed and perception were really strong.
As soon as I got close, it discovered me and disappeared in a flash.
For three days, Bai Mo and Lingling found nothing.
The next morning, they were preparing to set off and head north.
The sky was clear and the sun shone directly, completely dispelling the morning mist between the mountains.
"Bai Mo, look!" Lingling subconsciously lowered her eyelids and looked in the direction of the stone temple, and saw a well-organized village, revealing its veil under the sunlight.
There was still a wisp of smoke rising from the chimneys of the houses in the village, accompanied by the gradually clearer sounds of chickens crowing and dogs barking.
It was a scene that happened early in the morning.
However, Bai Mo felt that this scene did not look warm at all. This was a village that had disappeared long ago, but was recorded by the power of the temple.
I don’t know when it will reappear.
"It seems that this illusion comes from that stone temple." Lingling said, glancing at Bai Mo, "We don't have any psychic abilities, so we'd better not investigate."
Bai Mo nodded and agreed straightforwardly, "Then let's go back."
So Lingling left a mark here, Bai Mo summoned the wind spirit to possess him, and the two of them headed north.
Although the village was fake, the blessing bestowed by the Ze Shen Temple was real. Even though three days had passed, that mysterious power still existed.
Bai Mofei was very arrogant along the way, and even passed directly past several extremely aggressive demons, and they acted as if they didn't see him at all.
Therefore, they walked very fast, and in a short while, they had run a straight-line distance of more than one thousand meters, leaving behind the groups of pig monsters that were moving away from them.
Bai Mo finally breathed a sigh of relief as they were finally out of the Dabie Mountains.
This trip to Dabie Mountain was smooth, as we found the Shenchen Tiger right away. But it was not smooth at all, as there were always complications.
First, a group of unknown hunters came out halfway and wanted to steal the tiger. After they came out, they were blocked by Lu Nian and were forced to teleport away using a space scroll.
But he came to a strange village, found a totem device in a daze, and found out that the village he had seen before was fake.
After coming out, they still relied on Lingling's satellite locator to find their location.
They are now located in the southernmost part of Zhongzhou, and the nearest city to them is Goyang City.
It took some time to get from the Dabie Mountains to the front of Goyang City, a semi-militarized city. The guarding wizard at the gate seemed to be accustomed to people like Bai Mo who were dusty and covered in blood.
After a routine identity check, he muttered something about why they had children with them, and then let them in.
After entering the city, the two could finally relax.
After refusing to talk to some people who looked like they were dressed as businessmen, Bai Mo and his companion went straight to a hotel, booked two rooms, and moved in.
He crushed the dirty clothes on his body into pieces and threw them into the trash can. Bai Mo put himself in the bathtub and washed himself thoroughly before going downstairs to order some delicious food.
He asked them to deliver a copy to Lingling's room, and Bai Mo sat in the hall and started working.
Bai Mo sometimes cares a lot about his image, but sometimes he doesn't care what others think of him. He eats very arrogantly, sweeping away every plate like a whirlwind.
The young lady on duty in the hall, who was originally very attracted to his looks, was stunned.
"Geyang snapshot, the group of pig monsters in the remaining branches of the Dabie Mountains in the south of the city have once again spread. Are you ready to follow the Geyang Army Mage to eliminate the pig monsters?"
After hearing the sound of several people watching short videos on the sofa next to him, Bai Mo soon stopped caring. Killing monsters? He had just returned from the land of monsters and didn't want to kill monsters again.
He just wanted to have a good rest now, and then return to the Magic City to give the totem pendant to Ding Yumian. Bai Mo always felt that this thing should be able to help Ding Yumian very well.
There are no flights to Geyang, so they need to take a train to Zhongdu and then take a flight back to Modu.
The next day, Lingling and Bai Mo, who had recovered, set out on their journey home.
A creature with a pure white body, a goat-like head and a pair of dragon-like horns was walking gently on the streets of Goyang City.
The strange thing is that neither the wizard nor the ordinary people discovered it.
Occasionally, children would see it, and some would be frightened and cry loudly, and then be beaten.
Some of them pointed at the open space and asked their parents what it was, which made their parents feel creepy.
Then he would be beaten.
Demon City, Qingtian Hunting Ground.
Hearing the sound of someone pushing the door open, Leng Qing looked up and saw a man, one big and one small, approaching.
The expression on his face relaxed and he said softly, "I'm back. Is everything going well?"
"Sister, let me tell you, you don't know what we saw this time."
Lingling seemed happy to share her experiences of hunting monsters with her family, and sat down at the bar excitedly. Leng Qing smiled, poured Lingling a glass of juice, and did not urge her to speak quickly.
Instead, he set his gaze on Bai Mo who was slowly walking in, and keenly felt the heaviness of an earth-attributed mage from his aura.
"Are you hurt?"
"No, give me a Coke."
Lingling also began to talk about what they had seen and heard on this trip. When she talked about Lu Nian, Leng Qing's face had turned cold.
I don't know when Old Man Bao came down, and he was also listening quietly nearby. He heard that the two were teleported to a village inside the mountains, found the totem device, and then discovered that the village was an illusion.
"Someone has called for an end to the demonic things." Old Man Bao suddenly said, "As for the illusion you encountered, I think it must be an extremely powerful mental totem. I don't know much about totems. Professional matters should be left to professionals."
He looked at Bai Mo, "You have a professor of history in Mingzhu Academy who specializes in totems. You can go back to school and ask that old guy."
(End of this chapter)
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