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- The Mirage King poked the Ancestor Wandu's Nascent Soul with his fingertips, which made Li Qingshan feel that his troublesome enemy was sleeping soundly, as weakly as a real baby.
In this fantasy sea world, the Mirage King is the absolute master. Whether it is poisonous wine or smoke, it is just a medium. What really works is the incredible power of the Phantom Sea King. No matter how vigilant Li Qingshan is, She could pull him into sleep with the blink of an eye.
"I am willing to have this dream for him." Xiao An held Li Qingshan's head and said to the Phantom King.
"No matter how close you are, some things are irreplaceable. I originally wanted to give you a dream, but unfortunately your heart is empty and nothing can be reflected, let alone a nightmare."
"Nightmare!" Xiao An said.
"Oops, I seem to have let something slip."
The Mirage King stuck out his tongue, covered his mouth and chuckled. The calm, elegant and noble image he had just now suddenly collapsed, like a child who succeeded in playing a prank. However, his face was always blurry, as if between the faces. , constantly changing and changing.
Xiao An understood that her image, and even the way she spoke and acted, largely came from Li Qingshan's imagination. It was only now that Li Qingshan fell asleep that her true face was gradually revealed.
This kind of true face cannot be seen by ordinary people, because when people interact with others, they inevitably contain some preconceived impressions and some illusory imaginations. The existence of the Phantom Sea King itself will be distorted and affected. Just as everyone sees the Phantom Sea differently, the Phantom Sea King also has thousands of faces.
Only Xiao An cultivates the "Red Face and White Bones Way", which is colorless, selfless, helpless and formless. The image of the mirage king cannot be supported by impressions and imaginations, so it presents this "true face" with no fixed face.
They sighed similarly in their hearts: "What a weird (weird) existence!"
"Okay, the dream has been formed, let's take a look and use it to drink wine!" The Mirage King smiled and pointed at Li Qingshan's head.
Li Qingshan¡¯s head shone with light, and the roof above suddenly turned into a colorless and transparent gas. Under the light, it reflected various colors, and gradually condensed into a picture hanging in the sky.
The boundless yellow sand spread, and poplar euphratica, ancient cities, ruins, and broken walls formed a desolate scene. Li Qingshan stood on a sand dune: "This is the Fantasy Sea!"
"Xiao An" next to him replied: "It should be just an illusion!"
"This nightmare seems very special!" The Phantom King looked at this scene with great interest.
"This is it?" Xiao An looked up, this nightmare didn't seem dangerous.
The Mirage King asked back: "Do you know what is the most primitive, deepest, most lasting, and most powerful emotion in the human heart?"
"Love!"
This was naturally not Xiao An's answer, but a girl who jumped out of the body of the Phantom Mirage King, holding her heart in her hands with a look of longing on her face.
"It's intense but it doesn't last long." The Mirage King shook his head, and the girl's face turned pale.
"Friendship!" Another bold and bearded man jumped out of the Phantom King.
"Prime Minister Bai knows how to press the sword!" King Mirage waved his hand disdainfully, and the big man was speechless.
"Family love!" Another gray-haired old woman said with a kind face.
"Loving mothers are common, but filial sons are hard to find." The Mirage King sighed, and the old lady wept silently.
"Hate?" The young man with a distorted face said gloomily.
"False things."
"Thoughts!" The wise man stroked his long beard.
¡°Nonsense talk.¡±
??????????????????????????????????????????????: ?????????????????????????????????: ????????????????????????????????????????: ????????????????????????????????????: One by one, they said different answers, but they were rejected by the Phantom King one by one, and he retreated sadly.
He talks to himself, directs and acts by himself, like crazy.
"Dream!" Xiao An suddenly said.
The Phantom King smiled slightly and said: "It's a bit interesting, but it's still wrong! Although everyone can dream, it is as fragile as a bubble, and it is just a beautification of desire. This complex desire is different from the real and only one. The answer is nothing compared to the answer.¡±
Xiaoan was silent.
"It's fear!"
The Phantom King¡¯s voice trembled, he opened his arms and looked up to the sky and shouted wildly, then hugged his shoulders and knelt down on the ground. The figures around him all showed fear and disappeared.
"The fear of not getting, the fear of losing, the fear of life, the fear of death, moving forward courageously because of fear, hesitating because of fear, speaking out because of fear, being silent because of fear All living beings have fear in their hearts. , Behind all actions is fear. Failure will lead to greater fear, and success will lead to newer fears.?! Fear fear fear! "
The voice of the Phantom King gradually weakened, and he huddled and fell to the ground, like a frightened child, sobbing softly, "It's so scary!"
"So what?" Xiao An said.
The Phantom King jumped up, as if the performance just now was just a dream, pointing at the reflection of the dream in the sky, "This is not an ordinary nightmare, it is the deepest part of his heart, stripped of those vain desires and dreams, the biggest and deepest Fear! Hahahaha, do you really think he can survive?"
Xiao An¡¯s expression changed.
"Look, even you still have fears. I understand, there is no need to pull you into a dream, that would be too illusory. Just let you be awake and watch the thing you fear most happen."
The Phantom King rubbed his hands obscenely and said in a mysterious tone with his mute voice. !
"Huh? What is this?" The Phantom King was slightly startled and looked at the sky.
At this time, the first sandstorm in the reflection of the dream struck, and the moo of the green cow came directly from the dream, resounding throughout the entire fantasy sea world.
"What kind of ghost dream is this? Is he scared to death of this cow?"
The Phantom King was puzzled. Although he had the ability to create dreams, he could not interpret every detail. He quickly took action to maintain the dream. Soon, the green cow disappeared in the sandstorm, and Li Qingshan found the stone pillar. There is no trace of Xiao An.
"Huh? It seems that the cow is not a fear, but a strong symbol. For him, the existence of an unusual miracle almost broke the dream, but this fantasy is too surreal!"
The Mirage King let out a breath, feeling that it was a bit strange to say these words from his own mouth. You know, he has seen the most bizarre dreams and illusions. Even the modern city imagined by Li Qingshan only made him slightly surprised.
"Look, the real drama is here. Now that he has lost you, he can only walk alone in the desert, and the fear is getting deeper and deeper!" The Phantom King lay down comfortably, eating melon seeds. Appreciating the dream, he suddenly asked Xiao An: "Want to eat?"
Xiao An ignored her at all, looking up and staring at Li Qingshan walking through the sandstorms alone. The look of confusion on his face became more and more serious, and he felt the heart condensed by magic tingling slightly.
"This boy's fear is really unusual. Most people would see some scary monsters, enemies resurrected from the dead, etc. It is worth mentioning that I have appeared many times. But this boy's surface desire is actually Fighting monsters and climbing stairs, he is a fighting maniac. In other words, he is not afraid to fight with me? He is really brave. But again, fear is the most primitive and profound emotion in people's hearts, so there is no exception, so accept your fate! It's better than us Make a bet on how he died!"
The Mirage King took out another bucket of popcorn, as if he was watching a novel movie with great interest.
Xiao An drew his sword and said: "Wake him up immediately and let us go or I will kill you!"
"Kill me?" The Mirage King pointed at his nose, and his unpredictable face suddenly solidified. It was a superposition of thousands of faces with the same incredible expression: "Do you know who I am?"
"I am the King of Phantom! Sea! Mirage! Wahahahaha! Cough cough cough cough cough!" The voice of the Phantom King shook the void, bursting into laughter and coughing violently, and he choked on the popcorn.
"I don't have any hostility towards you in my heart." Xiao An said.
The Mirage King rested his head on his hands, with a troubled look on his face: "This is really a problem! Well, then I'll give you a good chop!"
Xiao An cuts it off with one sword!
The Mirage King put his palms together and clamped the edge of the sword: "There is something weird about your sword, I feel like it can't be hit by you."
In the world of the phantom sea, with the power of the phantom mirage king, even if the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Poisons were to attack with all his strength, he would not be able to hurt even a single hair of her. If she could escape from the phantom sea, it would be considered a blessing.
"However, the Buddha-Slaying Sword is not an ordinary magic weapon. The unique power it contains makes the Phantom King feel a little bit of danger.
Xiao An tried his best to pull out the Buddha-Killing Sword, but he couldn't pull it out. The pale samadhi white bone fire ignited in his eyes, and the skull rosary slipped from his hand.
"Give up. If you survive three heavenly tribulations, I will also be wary of you. But now, you are far from my opponent. If this continues, your empty heart will develop real hostility or even hatred for him. Killing intent, by that time, you will also be in danger, and I don¡¯t want to kill you.¡±
??The Phantom King said solemnly, like a warning and a persuasion, the color of his eyes changed, showing the aura of a peerless demon king, more powerful than Li Qingshan imagined.
However, Xiaoan ignored him: "Let him go!"
¡°Look, he¡¯s going to die! He¡¯s going to die!Go back quickly and don't miss the best part. "The Phantom King pointed at the dream reflection in the sky and shouted like a convulsion.
Xiao An suddenly looked back, Li Qingshan fell in the white desert, and was gradually engulfed by the white sand.
At the same time, his breath became extremely weak. No harm was done, but he was almost dead.
Xiao An rushed over, shook him hard, and shouted: "Qingshan! Wake up! This is just a dream!"
The dream reflection completely fell into darkness.
"It's over. A very wonderful dream. It's breathtaking. It makes people feel that those who dream about monsters and enemies in nightmares are simply weak cowards. This is a nightmare that is truly worth watching, but it once again proves to us. Yes, even such a brave and fearless person actually has great fear hidden in his heart, and fear can kill people!"
The Mirage King stood up and introduced to the non-existent audience. He first praised, then sighed, and finally smiled in return.
However, at this moment, the dream reflection lit up again, and the Mirage King suddenly looked back, "Hey, why isn't it over yet! Wasn't it his biggest fear just now?"
When Li Qingshan woke up from the cowshed in his dream, the Mirage King was stunned, his mouth wide open in an imageless manner, and the melon seeds in his hand fell all over the ground:
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