Meng Jingzhe heard Meng Xiaotian's voice, but couldn't move at all.

Soon, he felt as if his body was being lifted up, or as if he was lying in the clouds.

"It's nothing serious, he just has exhausted his spiritual power."

Meng Jingzhe recognized the voice of Master Jinghe.

"That's good, that's good." Jin Zhishan seemed to be relieved.

Soon, he heard Jin Zhishan handing something to Jinghe Sword Master, which seemed to be some kind of healing medicine. His tone was eager, as if he could see his bright future.

"Elder Jin really values ​​this competition." Meng Jingzhe sighed inwardly. He wanted to open his eyes, but his eyelids were as heavy as stones and he couldn't lift them up at all.

No matter how long it took, Meng Jingzhe heard the sound of countless footsteps leaving.

He Jing and Sword Master sighed softly as they were very close.

"Master, why are you sighing?" Meng Xiaotian asked.

Jinghe Jianzun touched his apprentice's forehead and said nothing, but still looked at Meng Jingzhe worriedly.

Although Meng Xiaotian is not very smart, her intuition is always very strong when it comes to matters related to Meng Jingzhe. Seeing Jing and Sword Master like this, she immediately asked: "But is there something wrong with my brother's health?"

Meng Jingzhe wanted to listen carefully, but Jing and Sword Master's voices suddenly became blurry, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't hear them clearly.

At this time, Meng Xiaotian, after listening to Jinghe Jianzun's words, looked at her unconscious brother with tears in her eyes.

Meng Jingzhe did not hear the master's words clearly, but instead fell into a very strange environment.

He saw his queen.

He saw a group of veterans.

He saw the filial prince kneeling beside the bed.

He even saw his subjects.

The whole country prayed for the comatose emperor, and everyone was very worried about the emperor's current situation.

Faced with the concern of so many people, Meng Jingzhe wanted to tell them: "Don't worry about me."

But he felt like he was being restrained by something. He couldn't say a word, so he could only look at them and worry.

Meng Jingzhe firmly kept in mind that he was the emperor here and had unshirkable responsibilities for these people, so he urgently wanted to wake up and shoulder his responsibilities.

The harder I work, the more I feel the power of being restrained.

Meng Jingzhe didn't know how long he had been working hard here.

Gradually, he forgot who he was.

He looked at these strange people with worries written on their faces, and felt that they were all inexplicable.

"Why isn't my brother awake yet?"

The girl's voice suddenly fell on his ears.

Meng Jingzhe seemed to be shocked: "Brother? What brother?"

As his consciousness gradually returned, he slowly remembered that he seemed to have a sister.

What kind of sister is she?

Meng Jingzhe tried hard to remember.

It was like a door was opened, and memories that had been covered in dust suddenly came flooding back.

He thought of his foolish childhood experiences, his mother who was killed in front of the wooden house in the forest, his sister who was almost killed by an evil cultivator, and the difficulty of the two children arriving at Taiyuan City.

There seems to be no sweetness in the memory, making people reluctant to think too much about it.

But even so, Meng Jingzhe was still trying to think back.

Good, bad, happy, sad, all the memories, he was trying to recall them all, not letting go of any trace of his past.

As the past came back bit by bit, Meng Jingzhe became more and more sober, and he soon realized what was happening now.

"Are you causing trouble?" Meng Jingzhe asked in a deep voice.

The mirage quietly appeared in front of him at some point.

Although it could only support most of the illusion in the past, its physical condition would never be as weak as it is now.

At this time, the mirage looked completely half-dead. It was originally quite plump, but now it seemed as if it was dehydrated. It was only one step away from turning into a dead insect shell. Meng Jingzhe only felt that if he stretched out his hand,

If you pinch it, you can kill it directly.

"Why?" Meng Jingzhe asked.

After all, when the situation was broken in the Tomb of Yin and Yang, the mirage, although reluctant, had already surrendered. Meng Jingzhe thought that he would be able to fully control the mirage as long as his realm improved, but at this time the mirage

When his spiritual power was exhausted, he created such an illusion.

Meng Jingzhe was not a fool, so he would not think that the mirage was really testing him.

"There are not so many reasons. It's just a matter of success and defeat." There was an endless sense of decadence in Mirage's words.

Meng Jingzhe recalled the illusion just now and used that emperor's experience to lure him into the situation. The purpose was obviously to make him sink into it and gradually lose consciousness.

What happens after losing consciousness?

"You want to seize my body?" Meng Jingzhe asked.

The mirage was now very close to death in appearance, and its voice was very weak as it said softly: "You already understand something, but do you still have to ask me something clearly?"

Mirage did not continue to explain, and seemed to have given up even the final struggle.

As Meng Jingzhe gradually wakes up, his control over this illusion becomes more and more powerful.

"You still refuse to be used by me?" Meng Jingzhe asked.

Mirage sneered and said: "My former master was at least a monk at the Divine Transformation stage. Are you at the Golden Core stage worthy of my sincere surrender?"

When Meng Jingzhe heard what he said, he was not angry at all, but said: "No matter how unwilling you are, it's not like this now."

[Yin and Yang value from mirage: +5]

The mirage knew that its fate was over, but it was still full of reluctance. When it thought that it would be driven by Meng Jingzhe, it felt extremely unwilling in its heart.

"I don't want to, and you can't force me in any way!" Mirage said fiercely.

Meng Jingzhe seemed to realize something, and immediately said: "There is still some hope when you are alive, but if you die, there will be nothing."

His dry reassurance obviously had no effect on the mirage who was already determined to die.

"The way of heaven is unfair and the way of humanity is prosperous. Why should we, a humble generation like us, only exist as assistants for the rest of our lives!"

"How unfair? Please tell me first." Meng Jingzhe asked, not only wanting to know more information, but also wanting to dispel the mirage's determination to die.

But although the mirage was defeated, it was not willing to be Meng Jingzhe's help. It would rather die than live and become Meng Jingzhe's vassal. It no longer hesitated at all. After a white light passed, the mirage turned into dots of aura.

This little bit of spiritual light was like the starlight scattered all over the sky. After falling down, it all merged into Meng Jingzhe's sea of ​​consciousness.

As the spiritual light merged, Meng Jingzhe looked inside the golden elixir and found that there was a small insect-like pattern on the golden elixir that already had a strange mark.

Although the mirage dies, it is not a complete end.

As the insect-like patterns appeared, countless messages poured into Meng Jingzhe's mind.

These messages were too messy, and they poured in all at once, which confused Meng Jingzhe's thinking for a moment.

Meng Jingzhe is someone who has experienced the explosion of information. He is not so overwhelmed by these complicated messages.

This is a large amount of information that is enough to turn a normal person into a fool, but he combed through it very quickly. Not only was he not damaged, but through combing it, he gradually understood the mirage.

It is difficult for a mirage to exist independently. It has always existed with the "domain". When the "domain" exists, the mirage exists. When the "domain" disappears, the mirage disappears.

The "domain" can only be used by monks.

Therefore, although the mirage is powerful enough to control the entire "domain", it is always like a slave of the monks, helping the monks to control the "domain".

I don't know if this mirage is because the monk who originally controlled the "domain" has died, so it gradually has its own thoughts. It is no longer a tool bug, but wants to walk independently.

It wanted to control the "domain", but in the end, no matter how hard it tried, it could only control most of the domain. In the end, Meng Jingzhe saw through it, and for some reason, the mirage had no choice but to surrender to Meng Jingzhe.

The mirage was originally accumulating strength in the dark, but this time it took advantage of Meng Jingzhe's poor condition and swooped in. Unfortunately, despite its efforts, it was ultimately defeated by Meng Xiaotian's call.

Meng Jingzhe was frightened for a while. He had just learned about Mirage's ambition. If he really hadn't been able to overcome it, who would this "Meng Jingzhe" be after he woke up?

Mirage's efforts this time exhausted all its strength and failed to trap Meng Jingzhe, which meant that all Mirage's ambitions were in vain.

Seeing that it was impossible to succeed, Mirage decided to fight to the death. Unwilling to take advantage of Meng Jingzhe, he directly disbanded and became Diandian Lingguang.

Although the mirage was dead, Meng Jingzhe felt that he had not gained nothing at all.

With his cultivation level, he still cannot touch the "realm", but after experiencing the training of Mirage twice, Meng Jingzhe has some other ideas in his mind, but this idea is not mature enough, and Meng Jingzhe is not fully mature.

grasp.

And the message conveyed by this death mirage is not only about the "domain", but also about the Yin-Yang Tomb.

Gu family.

Gu has yin and yang blood, carries yin and yang beads, worships yin and yang beasts, and can communicate with yin and yang.
To be continued...