"You will know when you arrive." Zhu Jie walked slowly and slowly, Tai Pan also controlled the demonic wind and followed behind Zhu Jie.

Soon, a man and a snake walked out of this field. On all sides of the field, there were straight mountains, only a narrow obstacle connecting the inside and outside of the field.

Under the moonlight, there was a quiet area, only the rustling sound of wild grass, wandering around in an extremely gentle manner.

"Senior, we are in Wanling Mountain."

"Isn't this Wanling Mountain an ancestor of the demon clan? How could there be humans?" As he moved forward, Tai Pan also asked his doubts.

"What's strange about this."

"The word "profit" is the first. As long as there is enough profit, don't say that this Wanling Mountain is a more dangerous place. Why should these humans harm their lives?"

"And for this Wanling Mountain, there are always some things that are not convenient for us to do ourselves."

"Although humans are buried in the mouths of beasts every moment, there are still human races who travel thousands of miles to this Wanling Mountain."

"After a while, these humans have taken root in this Wanling Mountain and acted as servants, responsible for the many miscellaneous things in this Wanling Mountain," Zhu Jie said softly, and in his words, he didn't know whether it was a satire or a sigh.

"But since you mentioned these humans, I'll tell you in advance."

"The mountain has always had two completely different attitudes towards the existence of these human beings."

"If someone asks you, just ignore it."

"Don't get involved in this kind of dispute."

"For you, the most urgent task now is to practice with peace of mind, especially you." After thinking about something, Zhu Jie suddenly stopped and turned to look at Tai Pan with a solemn expression.

Seeing Zhu Jie's face, Tai Pan's heart also became tight. Without hesitation, he just lit his head and then said, "Senior, I understand."

Seeing that Taipan's attitude was not as perfunctory as he was, Zhujie turned around with satisfaction and continued to move forward with Taipan.

After leaving this field, Zhujie's sleeves moved slightly, and a demon cloud appeared under Taipan. Then, he supported Taipan and Zhujie, crossed the cliff and mountain obstacles, and headed towards a mountain next to him.

After more than ten breaths, the joints pressed the cloud head.

In front of Taipan was a stone hall. There were traces of wind and frost around the hall, and the edges and corners everywhere were almost completely smoothed by time.

Grasp the door knocker of the hall and buckle it gently. Soon, the master's sect in the hall slowly opened.

An unusually old man came out of the hall tremblingly. With the moonlight, Taipan could clearly see that the wrinkles on the old man's face were almost stacked.

"Sir." When he saw this old man, Zhu Jie bowed and bowed.

"I've met senior." Taipan said politely.

"Is this the little guy you chose?" The old man's eyes also fell on Tai Pan.

"Come in." The old man turned around, and Zhu Jie naturally took a step forward, supporting the old man, and Tai Pan followed behind them. After entering the hall, the stone gate of the hall slowly closed.

The hall is extremely ancient and simplicity. Palace lanterns are hung on the four walls. Under the palace lanterns, there are volumes of murals, and there are various strange characters on the murals.

"You wait here." After walking less than ten steps in the hall, the old man suddenly turned to Taipan, and then disappeared in front of Taipan with Zhujie.

Taipan stopped in response, without moving at all, but turned his eyes quietly and looked at the murals on the four walls.

"You have decided, really don't try again?" The old man sat aside in the depths of the hall, looking at Zhujie with a serious expression.

"Yeah, I decided." Below the old man, Zhu Jie sat on a futon like a student, looking up at the old man with a calm expression.

"I know best about my own situation. My path to cultivation has come to an end." I don't know whether it was a sad or open atmosphere, but slowly overflowed.

"For Wanling Mountain, my existence is optional."

"But he is different." Zhu Jie said, then turned his head and looked at it, as if he was seeing Tai Pan who was watching the murals. Finally, his eyes stopped on Tai Pan's back, the wound that penetrated the whole body, the wound on the top of the head of the Cong Tai Pan, spreading to the tail end, just like a silver line growing on Tai Pan scale armor, adding three magical auras to Tai Pan out of thin air.

"He is very likely to become a semi-immortal on earth who refines the emptiness and relies on the Tao."

"This is exactly what Wanling Mountain needs." Zhu Jie withdrew his gaze and looked up at the old man.

"Are you so sure?" The old man continued to speak.

"Who is sure of this kind of thing?"

"But at least, as long as he does not die in the middle of the journey, the possibility of becoming a semi-immortal on earth is definitely greater than mine!"

"This alone is enough for me to take this bet." At this point, Zhu Jie's eyes were full of determination.

...

"I have taught you some basic knowledge of practice, and I will not waste more time with you."

"Since it's in this Wanling Mountain, I'll teach you the illusion technique first." Soon, in front of Taipan, the old man appeared again, but Zhujie who came with Taipan was gone.

"Shape?" Taipan was slightly stunned.

"Thank you, senior." Taipan bowed to the old man again, and then continued to ask.

"I dare to ask my ancestors, why did Mr. Zhu disappear?"

The old man never answered Tai Pan's words, but just talked about the key points of the illusion technique, as well as the origin and use of the illusion technique.

Illusion is a spell unique to the demon clan.

The demon spirits can only transform into form after they have achieved success in their qi cultivation. Before that, the demons appeared between heaven and earth in beast form.

But Wanling Mountain is a place where humans and monsters live in. Before the demons can transform, they are already dealing with ordinary humans. In order to facilitate this, illusion art came into being.

As the name suggests, illusion is the art of transforming form and spirit. With this illusion, the little demons can walk in this Wanling Mountain in advance in human form. Although they are undoubtedly in cultivation, this illusion can facilitate the activities of the little demons. Secondly, it can also allow the little demons to adapt in advance and plan for the transformation. Therefore, once this illusion is deduced, it has become one of the basic magics that the demons in the Wanling Mountain must practice.

But no matter how basic it is, this illusion is ultimately a spell, and there are two completely different concepts from the demon wind controlled by Taipan using instinct.

At least, those ordinary mortals will definitely not see through this illusion, and even ordinary practitioners will not see through this illusion if they have not deliberately prepared themselves.
Chapter completed!