"Most of the hour has passed, why haven't you reacted yet?"

Qi Shan never felt that the four words "living a day is like a year" could be so concrete. The movements dripping in the tent made him unable to sit and stand up. His heart was inexplicably uneasy and was rising all the time. It seemed that an invisible hand strangled his throat, squeezed his chest, and suffocated him.

Fang Yankang finished his pulse and asked.

“When will the Lord wake up?”

"The upper pulse is as strong as usual. Shaobai also said that she would wake up as soon as time comes, but Shangshu Chu..." Fang Yan and Jimo Qiu looked at each other, feeling quite powerless. "Shangshu Chu's vitality has been losing. I tried to activate the Dan Mansion with a golden needle, but it was ineffective. Shaobai also returned with a worm, saying that this is the true spirit about to be destroyed."

Kang Shi was not calm when he heard the word "true spirit".

"Didn't Jimo Langjun say that the true spirit is the true self? It is the most important core of the soul? If the true spirit is annihilated, wouldn't a person be unable to survive?" This is even more dangerous than he used to! It's not just stepping into the gate of hell with one foot, but dragging it in half!

Jimo Qiu nodded: "That's true."

However, Chu Yao still has a little real spirit in the hands of His Highness. This time, even if his body is destroyed, he can regenerate with the help of the "Tenk of Gods" after everything is perfect. To put it bluntly, everyone has only been separated for a few years. Therefore, Jimo Qiu is not sad about Chu Yao's ending.

The only drawback is that Chu Yao, who is reborn from the "Tenkong of Gods", will lose some of his memory. For those who value memory, they may be confused about the problem that Chu Yao is not as good as Chu Yao.

"But didn't the master take action?"

Kang Shi refused to think about what kind of terrifying reaction would be when the Lord woke up and saw Chu Yao's body. If the Lord could intervene in the perfect ritual, he would definitely help Chu Yao with everything and not let Chu Yao have something to do under her nose. Even they could not handle any perfect ritual?

Jimo Qiu said: "It's God's will."

Even the palace faces the will of heaven, it can only cut off a glimmer of hope.

"Besides, Your Highness and Shangshu Chu did not meet." Jimo Qiu frowned and said the inside story he had seen. "Shangshu Chu's literary way involves areas that mortals should not be involved. If you want to hold it, you will naturally have to go through thousands of difficulties. The perfect ceremony made him find the true self in thousands of illusions. If you find the wrong one, you will lose a little and lose a little of the true self. When the true self is exhausted, it is the day of death."

The way of heaven is quite stubborn and ruthless.

As long as all spirits and things are within His rules, they can make a fuss. Once they exceed the rules set by him, no matter what kind of noble immortality or the darling of luck, they will turn against each other and try every means to get rid of the annoying things.

Even if you are a household registration book with Tiandao, you will die.

It is experienced in elbowing "children".

But He also has a warm side.

If the object hit by the elbows breaks out of a bloody path and cuts off a glimmer of hope, He will be willing to let the bad guy go.

Qi Shan gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Is he Chu Wuhui a pig's brain?"

He thought Chu Yao was a person with a firm mind. What's the difficulty of being firm in himself? Can he be so embarrassed by a perfect ceremony to distinguish the truth and the false? This seems to be angering him, but in fact he is worried about Chu Yao. He and Chu Yao were the first to accompany the master. Even though the two had many differences in political views and assisting the master, it did not affect their inner recognition of each other and mutual appreciation.

How can he not be sad if such a character is about to die?

Unexpectedly, Jimo Qiu's next sentence made him very angry.

"You can't blame Chu Shangshu, there is no real thing in it."

It would be strange to be able to choose a bunch of fake ones.

Everyone who had not left for a moment burst into cold sweat. The camp was full of murderous intent, and their brains were about to crash. Kang Shi felt that he had auditory hallucinations: "Wait, what does it mean to be 'there is no real inside'? No matter how difficult the perfect ritual is, it cannot be a dead end!"

The great way is fifty, the sky is four nine, and people escape one.

No matter how difficult the perfect ceremony is, there is a glimmer of hope.

It is impossible to set up a deadly situation to test the literary scholar. A perfect ritual without vitality is not called a test, but a murder!

Jimo Qiu didn't understand why everyone was so shocked.

"Because it's really outside, isn't it?" Jimo Qiu looked at the people who suddenly realized it and said calmly, "No matter how good the illusion is, it's just an illusion. The glory and wealth there are all passing clouds and mists, and only the present is real to him."

Those illusions may be just simple illusions, or they may have happened in billions of worlds of all sizes. Because of a single thought, the difference between inside and outside the illusions is created. Each perfect ceremony writes the answers on the test paper to understand the mind and see the nature and see the true self!

The answer is the real answer, just a brief description.

Candidates either get distracted by the fancy question stems, or they just run away from the questions and go in the wrong direction as they are taking the exam.

How could thousands of false illusions find the real answer?

Kang Shi said again: "You mean..."

He pointed to the Lord who breathed smoothly.

For the first time, I deeply realized how cunning "God will" is.

Not only did he deliberately let the perfect ritual between him and Yu Zi encounter a perfect ritual, but he also lured him and Yu Zi to kill each other. The only correct answer is that both of them gave up their way to live to death. Not to mention Chu Yao’s turn, the correct answer is outside the examination room!

The answers to the test papers in the exam room are all false!

Even if Qin Li is so well-educated, he can't help but secretly scold the complete ceremony in his heart. If the master does not actively intervene, Chu Yao will definitely die in this test. No, push it earlier. If there is no passive trigger to make the young Chu Yao still maintain hope after the death penalty of the mansion, what would Chu Yao do if Chu Yao did not use his life to exchange for the opportunity to reshape the literary heart of the Danfu?

Qin Li said: "But the Lord has already intervened."

Why didn't Chu Yao find the right path?

The perfect ceremony deliberately blocked the two from meeting each other?

Jimo Qiu said: "I think cheating and difficulty in taking the exam is common sense. Your Highness will be given a paper when entering the exam room."

As everyone thought, His Highness helped Chu Yao do the questions together.

With actual assistance, I also gave Your Highness a test paper.

Jimo Qiu pointed to the top of his head.

"God's will, it's still very easy to guess at some point."

Everyone: "...No, there is no such feeling."

Gu Chi and others secretly observed Jimo Qiu and asked hesitantly: "What has Jimo Langjun experienced? Are you so familiar with this?"

Jimo Qiu: "...Don't ask."

Asked, I was beaten to show off my rich experience.

Outside the examination room, the "relatives accompanying the exam" were waiting anxiously.

In the examination room, Chen Tang, one of the candidates, was exhausted.

She herself didn't remember how long she had been in this broken place and how many illusions she had entered. Except for Wen Xin's charm, she had no other gains. Not to mention Chu Yao's figure, she didn't even see his ghost.

"You honestly tell me, are you playing tricks on me?"

"Hmm? Look in my eyes!"

Chen Tang didn't know how many times he came out of the illusion, and sat cross-legged to review the clues. His mind was about to explode, and his temper started to curse the sky with his middle finger. God was scolded quietly and did not retaliate. But when he couldn't bear it, a small note floated down. The content was not a warm reminder, but in Shen Tang's opinion, it was almost provocative - Jun Bunai, Keli.

Don't swear, either keep going or get out.

Chen Tang stepped on the note several times on the ground.

“…What kind of trash stuff!”

After venting for a long time, Chen Tang felt a little angry in his heart, and then he continued to enter the illusion. However, he did not know that at the moment her figure disappeared, the flower fields under her feet disappeared little by little, and the clear sky like water was reflecting another exactly-like flower fields.

In this mirror-inverted world, there is only one person.

It was Chen Tang's fruitless search for Chu Yao.

He still had gray hair, but his eyes were dull and dark, looking at the wood that seemed to have sucked his soul, and he was not very smart. He was lowering his head and looking down, looking blankly at the lines in his palm, as if thinking about why he was here.

Who are you?

What are you doing?

His brain responded very slowly.

Fortunately, every question can be answered.

He seemed to have forgotten many things, and some memories could not be remembered no matter how hard he recalled it. But there was a voice from the Lingtai quietly telling him that he must find something or someone? Who is the person he is looking for? Why did he go to find the other party?

These answers seem to be in the field of flower fields under your feet that are endless. Some flowers are wilted and unable to hold their spirits, or the buds wither or the petals are rotten, and the stamens of those blooming and bright flowers are floating with a faint light like fireflies.

But these light spots are too few.

It's so rare that he's inexplicably sad.

There were only thirty or forty points left in pieces.

[Chu Wuhui, are you still obsessed with it?] A ethereal voice that is difficult to distinguish between men and women came from above the sky. The majesty carries a breath that makes the soul tremble, making people feel no thought of resistance. [In these worlds, there is the prosperous peace you long for.]

A world without war and powerful and prosperous.

【It was not made by me myself.】

He said: [There is supreme authority.]

Chu Yao once served as a hero who has been remembered for generations.

【Not what I want.】

He said: [The family happiness you long for.]

Both parents are there, brothers and sisters are in love, and the wife is virtuous and the children are filial. Even he himself lives healthy until he is a hundred years old and dies in the end without any illness.

【It is not what I have obtained, my six relatives are shallow.】

When his parents are not around, both brothers and sisters are dead. The only blood relative is his cousin Jinrui. Chu Yao has no wife, no children in his life, and only three students under his sect. Chu Yao does long for the warmth of his relatives, but he also knows that some fate cannot be forced, and those do not belong to him.

Even if He said that these were all his own, as long as he was willing to choose one of them, whether it was power, kinship or the others, it was just that Chu Yao was stubborn and refused to choose them.
To be continued...