Chapter 223 The awakening of the technological power of cultivation.

The joy of the survivors after the 12 disasters did not last long, and the cultivators began to worry about what to do next.

Although the Youlan Secret Realm will send people out safely when the time is up, as long as they find a place to stay, they can ensure their safety.

But who doesn't come for opportunities, how can they be willing to return empty-handed.

Cultivation is to go against the will of heaven. If a cultivator does not have a little adventurous and enterprising spirit, it is really unworthy of being a cultivator.

"Fellow Taoists, I will try first to see if I can open another passage."

I saw a man in blue clothes, turned around and flew to the statue, trying to start the mechanism.

Unfortunately, the two eyeballs on the stone statue had disappeared, leaving only two dark eye sockets, which looked a bit creepy.

"Daoyou, be careful, there's something strange about this stone statue!"

The man in blue also noticed something was wrong, but it was too late.

His whole body was trapped in place and he couldn't move. In an instant, he turned into a gray stone statue.

In the hall, a strange fragrance suddenly emerged, and everyone was caught off guard and fell into the illusion.

Jiang Lan suddenly saw Zhao Shenlin's face. He was looking at him affectionately with tender eyes.

"Lan'er, after leaving the secret realm, I will go to Changheng Sword Sect to propose marriage, and we can be together forever."

Damn scum, who wants to be with you? Seeing your silly look, I want to give you a sword.

Jiang Lan didn't even think about it, and he swung a sword at Zhao Shenlin, and soon his figure disappeared in front of him.

The next person to come out was Master Lieyang. He said with joy, "Disciple, I will ascend to heaven soon. All my collections over the years will be given to you."

"No need. Sister Jiang has no shortage of money."

Jiang Lan stabbed with his sword. Without any hesitation, the master did the same!

Some characters appeared one after another. Jiang Lan was too lazy to look at them and stabbed them directly.

"Don't you have any desires?"

A woman in a white fairy dress, with a graceful figure, beautiful hair and beautiful face, suddenly appeared in front of Jiang Lan, with a strong sense of confusion in her tone.

"Everyone has desires, but my desires are different from what you think."

"What are your desires?"

The woman looked at Jiang Lan curiously, her face full of desire.

Jiang Lan rolled his eyes, "Why should I tell you my desires?"

After telling you, will you create illusions to trick me? Doesn't

it look like you, Sister Jiang, are a fool who dug a hole for yourself? Hearing this,

the woman didn't get angry, but smiled, with the agility and childishness of a girl, which made people feel close to her.

I don't know how many years this old monster has lived, and he is still pretending to be an innocent girl here. Jiang Lan silently complained a few words in his heart.

"Everyone has desires. Tell me what your desires are, and I will let you go, how about that?"

"How do I know if you are lying to me?" Jiang Lan asked back with a smile.

"Besides, I could have gone out by myself, and your illusion couldn't trap me, so why would you let me out?"

The woman lowered her eyes and thought seriously for a moment.

"You're right, I have a treasure here to give you."

The woman took out a top-grade magic weapon, "This is the Dust-Breaking Sword, a top-grade magic weapon, how about giving it to you?"

Jiang Lan took a look and was not tempted at all, "No, this thing is useless to me."

"Then I still have some top-grade spirit stones here?" The heroine tilted her head and thought about it, "It seems that there are still dozens of pieces."

"No, unless you can give me tens of thousands of top-grade spirit stones."

Jiang Lan was so picky, but the woman was not angry.

"I have a jade slip for the inheritance of weapon refining here. Do you want it? How many girls like weapon refining as much as she does...Are there only a few male practitioners who practice weapon refining now?"

She said with a disappointed tone.

"Why are you being sexist? I really like weapon refining! Is that not okay?"

Jiang Lan was disgusted by some people judging a person's professional strength based on gender.

"Interesting... Now you can tell me what your desire is, right?" The woman handed the jade slip to Jiang Lan.

Jiang Lan took it without hesitation and put it in his space ring.

"My wish is to live a very long time and devote all my limited time to the cause of scientific research."

"What is scientific research?"

"It is technical research. Refining equipment is also a kind of scientific research."

The woman was even more confused, "Then why do you do scientific research?"

"To explore the mysteries of the world, benefit the masses, and realize my own value."

A trace of confusion flashed in the woman's eyes, and she asked: "What about you? Don't you need love?"

"I need love, I love myself, who told you that love can only be given by others?"

Others' love will wither, but your own love will not. After all, the person who accompanies you the longest in your life is yourself.

Nothing will be more lasting and more stable than your own love.

"Give yourself love?" The woman murmured to herself, "Is that so?" " It's better

to ask yourself than to ask others. If you don't have expectations, you won't be disappointed." Jiang Lan curled his lips.

"Don't be obsessed with love, it's a stumbling block on the road to career. Men will only affect the speed of a woman's sword, why bother yourself for a man?"

The woman smiled, "You're wrong, my lover is a woman, she's very good... but she's been away from me for too long... You're the second special person I've met... My name is Rong Su."

Jiang Lan wanted to say something, but saw the woman disappear on the spot, and she had a mini smelting furnace in her hand.

This thing, why does it look so familiar, it seems to be the one on the stone statue...

She flipped it over and unexpectedly saw the words "Rong Su" at the bottom of the smelting furnace.

Jiang Lan looked up and found that the mini furnace in the statue's hand had disappeared.

She suddenly realized that this thing was the most valuable thing in the whole palace.

A furnace that has produced a spirit must be higher than a magic weapon. Could it be the legendary spiritual treasure?

Money can make people excited. While everyone was trapped in the illusion and had not yet woken up, Jiang Lan quickly put the furnace into her own space.

Then she took the sword and danced casually, pretending to be trapped in the illusion, like a shaman.

Not long after, the monks in the hall began to wake up one after another.

Chang Zishan was the first to wake up. After he woke up, he immediately reminded Jiang Lan and tried to pull her back from the illusion.

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, how are you?"

Jiang Lan pretended to be frightened and thanked him: "Thank you, Fellow Daoist Chang, this illusion is so scary."

Chang Zishan comforted him gently: "The illusion will arouse the greatest fear in the heart of the cultivator, but what is fake is fake, Fellow Daoist Jiang, don't panic."

"What about other fellow Daoists?"

"It doesn't matter. If someone wakes up, it means that the power of the illusion has weakened. Everyone will wake up soon."

Just as Chang Zishan said, many people in the hall woke up.

After escaping from death, many people are a little scared.

This hall is too weird, they dare not act rashly again.