Upon hearing this, all the disciples bowed and spoke in unison.
"I will follow the Master's instructions and practice diligently to live up to the Master's expectations!"
Xuan nodded slightly, and under the gaze of his disciples, he walked out of the magic practice field.
After Xuanwei left, everyone also left the magic practice field one after another, walking in groups of three or four, discussing their gains and insights of the day.
Meng Wan did not travel with anyone. She walked alone and went straight to the library.
Meng Wan walked between the bookshelves with familiarity and went straight to the third floor.
She remembered that all the illusion techniques were on the third floor.
Meng Wan searched carefully and finally found the ancient book on an inconspicuous bookshelf in the southwest corner of the third floor.
The pages of the book are slightly yellowed, and the four big words "Mirage" are written in ancient characters on the cover, exuding a mysterious atmosphere.
Meng Wan carefully took the book down, found a quiet corner, and began to study it carefully.
The words in the book are obscure and difficult to understand. According to the monk who created this method, in order to practice this illusion, one not only needs extremely powerful spiritual power, but also must have meticulous control.
If you are not careful, the spell may fail or even backfire on you.
Meng Wan read attentively, imprinting every word in the book deeply in her mind.
She closed her eyes and began to follow the instructions in the book, simulating the process of constructing the illusion in her sea of consciousness, feeling the flow of spiritual power in her meridians and the subtle changes in the power of her soul.
As the sun sets, the sunset dyes the sky red.
Meng Wan was immersed in the world of books and completely forgot the passage of time.
It was not until she had carefully read the book "Mirage" several times and mastered the most basic method of constructing illusions that she slowly opened her eyes and put the book back far away.
After leaving the library, Meng Wan walked straight towards the magic practice field.
She found a secluded corner and practiced her new illusion alone.
First, she tried to build a restaurant in her sea of consciousness.
This first step seems simple, but it is actually extremely difficult.
Because the illusion is not fabricated out of thin air, but requires the builder to depict the target in detail in his mind. Every detail must be extremely clear in order to be perfectly presented in the illusion.
Meng Wan first started building the restaurant's gate.
She recalled the restaurant she had seen before, the vermilion wooden door inlaid with brass door nails, the threshold as smooth as jade, and even the pattern of the cracks in the door clearly visible.
Next is the restaurant's hall, with its eight-immortals table, armchairs, carved and painted pillars, and screens.
Then she began to build in more details.
She carefully depicted everything in her mind, such as the landscape painting on the screen, the blue and white porcelain vase in the corner, the patterns on the windows, and even the teacups and chopsticks on the table.
This process sounds simple, but in reality, it is very mentally taxing.
Once, twice, three times...
Meng Wan tried again and again, but failed again and again.
Either there were cracks on the walls of the restaurant, or the shapes of the tables and chairs were distorted, or the patterns on the screens were blurred.
Every failure made her feel dizzy.
It takes several hours to try again.
Sweat slid down Meng Wan's forehead and soaked her clothes.
Her face was pale and her lips were chapped, but she didn't notice it at all.
She seemed to have forgotten the time and everything around her, leaving only the restaurant gradually taking shape in her mind.
Finally, after countless failures, Meng Wan succeeded!
An exquisite restaurant appeared vividly in her mind.
Vermilion doors and windows, smooth wooden floors, carved and painted roofs, lifelike murals...even the faint aroma of wine in the air can be clearly smelled.
Meng Wan opened her eyes, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
She successfully took the first step. Next, she would turn this restaurant into a real fantasy world!
She closed her eyes again, injected spiritual energy into her sea of consciousness, and activated the power of the illusion.
The image of the restaurant began to become blurry, then gradually distorted, and finally turned into nothingness.
When Meng Wan opened her eyes again, an exquisite restaurant appeared in front of her.
The restaurant looks so lifelike, almost exactly like the real thing.
However, staring at the restaurant in front of her, Meng Wan always felt that something seemed to be missing inside.
Although the location chosen by Meng Wan is quite remote, students occasionally pass by here.
A student passing by saw the restaurant appearing out of nowhere, and a look of confusion flashed in his eyes.
"When was this restaurant built?"
It's strange. When I passed by here last night, it was an empty lot. How come there is a restaurant here in the blink of an eye?
"I don't know either. It didn't seem to be there before. Maybe it's newly built in the college."
His companion followed his gaze, glanced at the empty restaurant not far away, and then shook his head.
"Look, there's no one inside. I guess it's not open yet. Let's go. Come back for tea when it opens."
The two of them withdrew their gaze and left quickly.
Looking at the direction the two people left, Meng Wan seemed to be thinking about something.
She knew what was missing in this restaurant.
It lacks popularity and vitality.
But this "mirage" is really amazing.
The previous blood sea dream directly affected the enemy's perception, making them fall into an illusion.
But mirages can almost turn falsehood into reality and affect all monks nearby.
Unless the cultivator passing by here has a higher attainment in illusion than her, he will definitely not be able to discover the clues of this mirage.
After figuring this out, Meng Wan continued to construct illusions in her sea of consciousness to make the scene in the restaurant more complete.
She added a shopkeeper to collect money, a waiter to serve tea and wine, a chef to cook in the kitchen, a helper to light the fire, and so on to the restaurant.
The characters in the illusion are lifelike, and their busy figures make the originally empty restaurant full of life.
The shopkeeper was calculating on the abacus, the waiter was shuttling between the tables and chairs, the chef in the kitchen was skillfully frying the dishes, and the helpers were busy washing and cutting vegetables. Everything was in order.
Just then, footsteps were heard from afar, getting closer and closer.
Meng Wan had an idea and took the initiative to step into the restaurant, pretending to be a diner, but in fact, she was paying attention to the movements outside.
But in the distance, I saw a student in a green Taoist robe walking towards me. His steps were unsteady, and he seemed to be exhausted from practicing magic too much.
The student was originally walking aimlessly with his head down, but when he saw the brightly lit restaurant in the corner and smelled the aroma of wine and food, his eyes suddenly lit up.
"When did a restaurant get built here? I'm a little tired from practicing today, so I came in to rest."
He muttered a few words and walked closer to the restaurant, "Do you have any food here?"
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