Chapter 41 Mirror Flower and Water Moon

“Plop”

The man in brocade robe fell to the ground, his eyes were gloomy at first, but soon turned into surprise and joy.

He quickly turned over and ignored Tu Su who fell to the ground, but pointed at Ye Wuyou who had just made a move with surprise.

“You, you just used the Qi, are you awake too?”

After seeing Ye Wuyou nod, the brocade robe man’s gloomy eyes finally showed a glimmer, and he couldn’t help laughing.

“Okay, okay, I knew that someone must have not fallen into it, that’s good, that’s good, I’m not the only one at last.”

“Let me talk for a moment.”

The two turned into a small alley, and Ye Wuyou stopped and turned to look at the man in brocade robe.

His sight had already switched over, after all, a rotten corpse was uncomfortable to look at.

At such a close distance, as long as Ye Wuyou had a thought, even if the other party was a practitioner of the third realm, “Ghost” could kill the other party instantly.

But Ye Wuyou had other ideas.

The man in brocade robes didn't know he was dead. Before he heard the bell, he was still a cultivator with normal behavior logic, and he was in the third realm.

Since the "root" of this place, the monster eyeball can control the other party, why can't he get close to the strange eyeball through him?

Compared with the weak Bai Lu before, at least this brocade-robed man who looked lively and energetic is more suitable as a helper.

Or, it's a use.

But Ye Wuyou has no worries about using a dead person who attacked him before he was alive.

Just need to make some small preparations.

Ye Wuyou simply told the brocade-robed man about his discoveries in the past few days, and covered up the time problem, because he knew that the brocade-robed man's memory of the village was only three days.

"Brother Ye, are you saying that you have found a way to leave this place?" The brocade-robed man looked excited.

"Almost, but to be precise, I just know what caused this ghost place."

Ye Wuyou explained to the man and mentioned the item "Thousand Illusion Purple Gold Bell".

As expected, when talking about this thing, the man in brocade robes changed his expression, as if he had some secrets.

But soon, out of a strong desire to leave this place, but mainly because Ye Wuyou was only in the first realm and could be killed at will, the man in brocade robes revealed some things.

"Yes, I also guess that all this is related to the Qianhuan Purple Gold Bell. To be honest, I am the last descendant of Qianhuan Sect and have a certain understanding of this thing."

"This purple gold bell is not actually a bell. The bell is just a carrier. Under normal circumstances, it will not ring at all. If an outsider insists on shaking it, he will lose his mind in an instant. If he is lucky, he will lose his memory and become an idiot. If he is unlucky, he will be sent away directly."

"If you have to use it, you need to use the exclusive magic formula of my Qianhuan Sect, but I can't tell you this magic formula."

[Magic formula? Do you still need to tell me? A broken bell can only be hung on a dog, and you bunch of trash will treat it as a treasure]

Ye Wuyou listened quietly, and then raised a question at the right time.

"What if the bell is broken?"

"Broken?"

"Yes, didn't you say that the bell is just a carrier? Is there something inside?" Ye Wuyou said.

"To be honest, I... accidentally saw an eyeball when I was unconscious before."

The man in brocade robes looked ugly for a moment. He realized the meaning of Ye Wuyou's words and kept walking around, as if thinking about something.

But as the last descendant of Qianhuan Sect and the disciple of the head, the man in brocade robes did seem to have something, and he spoke slowly at this moment.

"The purple gold bell is just a carrier. Even if it is broken, I still have a way to seal it, but I need a container."

"What kind of container?"

"It must be above the Xuan level..." The man in brocade robes paused, and then his eyes swept around, trying to find something.

But this village obviously didn't have what he wanted, and he himself was a pauper, so he changed his words and said: "Forget it, at least it must not be an ordinary thing, but a spiritual object."

A spiritual object?

Ye Wuyou thought about it and found that he and the other people in the Tianlao seemed to be a little poor.

They didn't have any magic weapons.

"No, wait a minute." Ye Wuyou said to the man in brocade robe, then turned and left.

A moment later, Ye Wuyou came back with a red handprint on his face.

He never thought that Lin Qingqing had been keeping this thing in her arms, and it was a bit embarrassing when he took it.

He threw out a bell, and the aura of the demon fox inside it had been wiped out.

"Take a look, can this be used?"

"This thing is used by you people in Tianlao to track the aura of demons... That's all, it can barely be used with a little spirituality, but this thing can't be sealed for long, and it will have to be replaced sooner or later."

The man in brocade robe took the bell and sighed silently.

"It's hard to find a treasure, and the prison is so poor."

[You poor bastard, you even know how to use "also". I killed you seven times but couldn't get any gold coins.]

Ye Wuyou patted his shoulder. The man in brocade robe was a little confused, but Ye Wuyou had already walked out of the alley.

"Let's go, let's go find that thing."

Standing there and thinking for a while, the man in brocade robe, who didn't notice anything, followed Ye Wuyou and left.

[It's really boring. What's the point of wasting your soul on this dead person? That stupid thing is no match for you at all. It's just a trace of the aura of the Tao. You can easily suppress it with a wave of your hand.]

Hehe, Ye Wuyou didn't pay any attention to the narrator's barking.

Not my opponent?

At that time, he had ventured into the first level of the Wuxiang Heart Sutra, and he was easily crushed and became a madman.

If he believed the narrator's nonsense, Ye Wuyou would have died many times.

The method of splitting the soul was taught to him by Xia Anmeng's residual soul, and later improved by the narrator, it became the "Soul Control Sutra" that even he could use.

Ye Wuyou left a trace of soul on the man in brocade robe.

It was just a trace, compared to the part given to Lu Caiwei last time, it was a drop in the bucket, so Ye Wuyou didn't feel any pain.

Moreover, this trace of soul did not go deep, but only attached to the body shallowly. The other party was not a cultivator of soul cultivation and could not detect it, and Ye Wuyou could not control the other party.

But his soul can block the weird erosion, so even if it is just a trace, facing the "eyeball" that is not even the remains of the avenue, it is more or less useful, right?

Ye Wuyou did all this, of course, not to protect the other party, but to give himself a buffer reaction time.

Even if the man in brocade robe was controlled by that thing and his memory was cleared, he could kill him in time.

The two came to the well at the east entrance of the village.

The well that was horrifying last night was not abnormal at this moment, and there were traces of villagers fetching water around it.

But Ye Wuyou knew that the key was in this well.

Some people gradually gathered around, after all, the man in brocade robe was an outsider of the village, and he had been unkind to Tu Su before.

Ye Wuyou sighed lightly, "Wait a minute, I will go to disperse them."

The man in brocade robe was about to show his aura, and when he heard Ye Wuyou's words, he showed a strange look.

"Do you still care about these people? Oh, yes, there are also your colleagues in Tianlao."

The man in brocade robe thought for a while, and waved his sleeves around, "Brother Ye, thank you for your trouble, I will help you deal with it."

The figures around were stunned, and then they looked at each other blankly and walked back to their own houses.

Seeing Ye Wuyou's surprised look, the man in brocade robe smiled.

"Why are you so surprised, brother Ye? As a disciple of Qianhuan Sect, is it strange for me to use illusion?"

Ye Wuyou retracted his gaze, and a trace of doubt appeared in his heart.

Isn't this already an illusion?

Can illusions be performed in an illusion? What is this? Can it really be like this?

[Such a simple question, you will understand everything after a little thought. Illusion is nothing but a mirage, but nine truths and one falsehood. What is a mirage to you is the truth to others]