Eternal Tranquility

Liang Jing'an held up another snake-shaped bracelet with a smile on her face, pulled out a map, and cheered: "The map of the Great Mirage!"

Liu Qinghuan stepped forward and saw some small black dot-like islands scattered in the vast ocean on the picture.

The two studied for a moment, and Liang Jing'an said: "What a pity! There is no Dushuo Mountain up here."

"Dushuo Mountain is floating and has no fixed position. However, it is not without gains." Liu Qinghuan pointed to some dotted lines scattered across the map: "Do you think these lines represent the trajectory of Dushuo Mountain?"

"That's too much!" Liang Jing'an exclaimed, eyes widening: "It's everywhere on the map, like a mess, what's the difference between it and us searching the entire mirage?"

"Always a direction."

Liu Qinghuan thought of the two snake-shaped bracelets he had put away, pulled out one, and also found a map. He rummaged through it again and took out a dark square stone slab.

Liang Jing'an looked over curiously: "Si Nan?"

Liu Qinghuan pulled out the magnetic spoon on it, but it remained motionless. He put some spiritual energy into it, and the methods carved on the stone plate lit up one by one, and the spoon started to rotate on its own: "This little thing should be of some use."

"Haha, these people from the Qingmirage family are also amazing." Liang Jing'an laughed loudly: "Maybe they came here specially to give us something. I'll look for anything available."

However, apart from these two small things, the others are just magical tools and spiritual materials used by monks daily, and are of no great use.

Because they were at sea, once the surrounding fog spread again, the traces of the previous fight would completely disappear. Liu Qinghuan waved his sleeves, causing the mist around him to flow.

He took out the water mirror and counted the green dots representing other people, his face darkened: "Several fellow Taoists have already died."

Liang Jing'an heard this and cursed in a low voice: "Let's keep going in, so as not to encounter the pursuit of the Qingzhe family again."

Liu Qinghuan put away the water mirror, and the two of them said no more, turned around and disappeared into the vast mist.

The sea surface is very calm, with waves like fish scales. From time to time, the calls of unknown seabirds can be heard, but it is rare to see them. The dim moonlight shone down from the sky, illuminating a misty scene between heaven and earth, vast and hazy.

Liu and Liang kept their heads on the road for a long time. After making sure they were far enough away from the shore, their speed slowed down.

Liang Jing'an blew out a breath, and in a blink of an eye it turned into a strong wind, sweeping away the fog around the two of them, and helplessly watched the fog quickly flow back: "These mirages are like brown sugar, and they can't be driven away! "

Liu Qinghuan shuttled through the thin mist, letting go of all his consciousness, taking into account everything in the air and underwater: "We saw a lot of seabirds and fish and beasts along the way, but why didn't we see a single mirage? ?”

"Those mirages are very cunning, and they bully the weak and fear the strong. If they find that you are strong, they will not come out to seek death for no reason."

Liang Jing'an was impatient to stay in the cave inside the Cliff of Regret, so he had entered the Great Mirage Sea several times before. At this time, he spoke fluently: "Based on our cultivation level, this place is not yet deep in the Great Mirage Sea. Even if there are mirages, the fog they spit out can’t confuse us.”

Liu Qinghuan turned his head. Because the two people passed by, a long stream of mist had been drawn out behind them. The Qingming Meditation Pendant on his chest sent a hint of coolness into his body. Occasionally, some broken pictures flashed before his eyes. Before he could see it clearly, it rolled up like smoke and dispersed into wisps of mist, without even using his delusion-destroying eyes.

Liang Jing'an continued: "However, don't underestimate mirages. They will appear quietly when you are most on guard, causing you to fall into a state of confusion without even realizing it. What's worse, they will They circle around a place like a ghost hitting a wall. Moreover, the fog is just used by them to confuse people. Some places may appear to be clear, but in fact there may be more powerful illusions.”

Liu Qinghuan pointed forward: "For example, where?"

Liang Jing'an looked over, a khaki halo flashed around her body, and said with a smile, "It's true."

In front of them, they saw a clear sky and a clear sky. An irregular island with a radius of only a few dozen feet was floating in the sea and appeared in front of the two of them.

The shore lapped gently on the narrow beach, and a sand crab was digging a hole and soon buried itself in the soil. Tall broad-leaved trees grow sparsely on the island. When the sea breeze blows, the leaves move with the wind and make a rustling sound. An orange-yellow ripe fruit falls to the ground with a snap and rolls a few times. It is picked up by a The little beast that suddenly jumped out was caught and disappeared into the wildly growing bushes in the blink of an eye.

Everything looks so vivid and peaceful, every detail is real.

"Look at me!"

Liang Jing'an said something, then his figure fell down and sank into the water silently. Liu Qinghuan folded her hands and waited, her eyes piercing directly through the sparkling sea.

The water was turbulent for a moment, and after a while, Liang Jing'an flew back, holding a long, twisting snake-like monster in his hand, but its back was covered with purple down, and there were four holes under its belly. It has paws like chicken claws and keeps making a hissing sound like a dragon or a snake.

The small island on the sea has long since disappeared, turning into a thick fog.

"This is a mirage." Liu Qinghuan saw the real thing for the first time and marveled: "It's so big, it can actually create the illusion of an island, it's amazing."

"This thing has no offensive power, and that's all it has. It's best at stealing other people's privacy, and using this privacy to create illusions to confuse people. And in this illusion, there are traps one after another. , and once it falls in, it will lose its life unknowingly. At that time, it will absorb the essence and blood from the prey as food. "

Liang Jing'an shook his hands, and the dying mirage began to struggle desperately again. He grabbed it and gave it a stroke, with his finger shining with spiritual light.

Dripping animal blood rushed out. Liang Jing'an took out a small gallbladder-like bag from its abdomen with extremely quick movements, threw it to Liu Qinghuan, and said: "This is its mist sac. It is said to be a kind of spiritual weapon that can be refined." Brother Liu, keep the ingredients for the elixir. Unfortunately, this one is still too small. I heard that the mirage can grow to infinite size, and if the opportunity comes, it can even transform into a dragon."

Liu Qinghuan already knew this, so he was a little absent-minded and studied the map.

"Brother Liu, I don't know where Dushuo Mountain is. Do we really want to search all over the sea?"

"Brother Liang, when you took the mission, the alliance didn't give you the Five Qi Tracking Technique?"

"Don't mention it!" Liang Jing'an made a secret in his hand and condensed a light green ball of light. He raised his arm and threw it, and the ball of light circled in the air and flew behind them.

"Look, look!" He stared at Tong Ling with his big eyes and said, "They are all heading straight to the coast. Could it be that those ghost peach trees are growing on the cliff! I used this Lao Shizi spell when I entered the Great Mirage before. It has been used, but it has no use at all, or it does not work, and when it does work, it also finds some useless islands. "

"Haha, let me try." Liu Qinghuan also made a gesture, and saw a flash of green light all over his body, and a ball of deep emerald green energy in his hand turned into a meteor flying arrow, breaking through the thick fog and flying to the left front.

Liang Jing'an was a little surprised. Most of those chosen to participate in this mission had wood spiritual roots. However, the differences between the wood spirit roots are also very big. The five energy techniques emitted by his three spirit roots are simply worth comparing with Liu Qinghuan's.

I'm afraid it's more than two spiritual roots, right? Liang Jing'an thought to herself, but it was hard to ask about this matter. After all, spiritual roots are the most secret thing among monks.

Liu Qinghuan rushed forward in the direction where the strong green air disappeared: "Let's follow and take a look."

I have a cold and a splitting headache...I promised my book friends to resume updating today, but I can only write this chapter today, sorry.