Whether Chen Ping'an really knew or pretended to understand, Ma Kuxuan was indeed deceived. Taking advantage of Ma Kuxuan's thoughts and a little stunned, Chen Ping'an felt like he was granted a general amnesty. The cage bird escaped from the trap and quickly moved back. There were ripples. A portal opened out of thin air behind him. Chen Ping'an's body was sank into a secret landscape realm that was carefully compared to silkworm cocoons, and then left the illusion world of the sword energy Great Wall.

The eye-catching bright red color was lost in his vision. Ma Kuxuan couldn't see it clearly, but he didn't look anxious at all. Zhou Mi saw the trick at first sight and explained: "When he used the method of moving mountains, he was the magical power of making the mountain come. His move was just a deception. In short, he could switch to the secret realm at any time on his own territory. It was more straightforward and more hidden than shrinking the land veins in a square inch. Ordinary disputes between the same realm are invincible."

Ma Kuxuan said, "Time is limited, so don't talk nonsense, take me to catch up."

Zhou Mi nodded with a smile, and gently patted her head. Three flowers gathered together, which turned into a golden Taoist crown that looked like a pieced together by Bai Yujing, Xianzhang City, Tuoyue Mountain and other places. It was full of atmosphere. Ma Kuxuan restrained his body as the size of a mustard seed, turning into a rainbow light, slid into the Taoist crown, like an ancient god sitting in the center of the heavenly court. Zhou Mi looked closely and followed the clue left by Chen Ping'an's Taoist energy, strode into the shooting star, pulled open a door with both hands, flashed into it, and came to a bustling market with a small bridge and flowing water house. There was a sauce garden nearby. As long as the mundane on the street was close to Zhou Mi, it melted like snow and turned into nothingness on its own.

Zhou Mi waved her sleeves and a majestic aura swept out. All pedestrians, buildings, and hills in this place were cut off the upper half. Zhou Mi stamped her feet again. The lower half of the world was like a fish turning its back, collapsed and sunken everywhere. In the blink of an eye, it became ruins. All things turned into dust and drifted. In the distance, a grain of light flashed away. Zhou Mi smiled slightly and found it. Ma Kuxuan, who was sitting in the golden crown, pinning the sword technique with his hands, and a sword light was like a dragon walking through the water in the air, leaping out of the "top of the mountain". The trajectory of the sword light seemed winding, but in fact it was a secretly integrated with a river channel that flowed through time, which was equivalent to going down the water, so this was the straightest and closest road.

A line of sword light hit the glorious figure that could not dodge thousands of miles away. The latter used fist energy to resist the sword energy, attacking and defending, and splashing a splash of water on the spot.

Ma Kuxuan obviously heard the guy curse, cursing like a devastated dog, hiding in a mess, continuing to avoid his sharp edge, delaying time first, and then seeking a way to break the enemy.

Zhou Mi said: "The other party probably has confirmed that I am not Zhou Mi's true body."

If I really had a close friend to Ma Kuxuan as the human ferry connecting the world and came here to plot against Chen Ping'an, it wouldn't have been so complicated that I would have ended up on the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

Ma Kuxuan said annoyedly: "I thought your last words were words that only you could say, which would make him more sure that you are the real person. I never thought that he would be suspicious?"

Zhou Mi smiled and said, "It's your extravagant painting. I reminded you to stop when you see it. It should be fake to the end, and it will be completely true. Just like a fine-brush landscape painting with delicate techniques, you have to take a freehand flower, and no one feels it is wrong to see it."

As he spoke, Zhou Mi had already taken one step forward. This time, he directly broke through the barrier between the two illusory worlds with his body, crossed the boundary and changed the ground, and a gorgeous picture of glass shattered around him appeared.

It was raining heavily, and a fleet of escaped vehicles, on the muddy road, there were boxes that might be rolling down or being pushed down by the coachman and servants. Many opened boxes were thrown out. These rare books were inherited in an orderly manner and sealed with numerous rare books. They survived the fire and insect pest, but could not escape this military disaster. In this chaotic world, what is more valuable than antiques is probably books, which are heavy and cannot be exchanged for money, so don't lose them.

Zhou Mi, who had a golden crown on his head, squatted down and picked up a soft book covered with yellow mud. Ma Kuxuan urged him to find out Chen Ping'an's whereabouts. Zhou Mi told him not to hurry. He quickly opened the page, stretched out his finger and pressed it on the word "Chen" for a moment. Then he found the remaining two words "Ping'an" on another page, and then shook his wrist gently. A rare book that claimed to be worth one or two gold was shaking off, leaving only three golden words, hanging in the air.

Zhou Mi then stomped her feet gently, using a method similar to calling the gods and decree the land.

The three golden words were shaking and dim, and eventually turned into ashes without any light. As the rain fell into the mud, Chen Ping'an was still missing.

Ma Kuxuan laughed loudly and said, "Is it because you are not hot enough, or is it because Chen Ping'an's golden body that is too heavy to hold back?"

Zhou Mi smiled, then picked a few more books on the ground, and then made the name "Chen Ping'an" from the black and white books.

Then quickly turn out the "luopo" and "shan" from the pages, and then take the word "hidden" from "shenyin" and the word "official journey" respectively.

In order to avoid making a fool of yourself again, Zhou Mi simply spelled out the words "Sword Qi Great Wall" with "Lizhu Cave Heaven" and "Nibo Lane".

In this way, two treasure talismans with divine light flowing overflowing in front of Zhou Mi, respectively, which state "Chen Ping'an, Luopo Mountain" and "Sword Qi Great Wall Hidden Official".

In addition, each of the talismans still has a line of small letters of the narration footnotes, Nibo Lane and Lizhu Cave Heaven.

Zhou Mi said: "It will definitely be successful."

Ma Kuxuan understood the truth. When Zhou Mi's lips moved slightly, he issued another order. Ma Kuxuan, who was waiting for the rabbit, took the lead in handing out a punch, which was still Cao Ci's fist path and strength.

The boxing intention was higher than Cao Ci in the Qingbai battle in the Middle Earth Confucian Temple. It was obvious that at that time, neither Cao Ci nor Chen Ping'an, both sides had a tacit understanding and did not use their full strength.

Chen Ping'an, who was forcibly recruited, did not know what methods Ma Kuxuan would use and could not prescribe the right medicine, so he could only try his best to defend himself. Outside a bright red robe, there were tens of thousands of talismans floating in the body, layer by layer, like dozens of talismans, wrapped into a ball, protecting their true body in the center of the circle. Unfortunately, although there were many methods, they were still crushed by Ma Kuxuan's punch, the talisman river, and the light was twisted, and the scene was disordered. Chen Ping'an just glanced at the careful, raised his arms and blocked his body in front of him. Then his body was like a stone, hitting heavily on a stretched curtain cotton cloth, pulling the cloth to sink into the center of the stone, and the sky, earth, mountains, rivers, and people and buildings were all accumulated in the middle of the folds of the cloth.

Ma Kuxuan raised his hand, and countless golden lightnings crazily hit the center of the bottom of the pit.

Zhou Mi issued another decree to the gods, forcibly recalling Chen Ping'an, the "landlord" of this world.

A purple sword light flew out from Zhou Mi's eyebrows, piercing Chen Ping'an's head, and was close to Chi Zi, so there was no way to avoid it.

Chen Ping'an had to turn his head slightly, and the slender sword light cut a deep wound on his face, which could be seen with white bones.

In this fight, Ma Kuxuan has the upper hand. He joined hands with me to defeat Chen Ping'an, who was the host, but he had no power to fight back.

When the spiritual light of the decree talisman was exhausted, Chen Ping'an finally regained his freedom and escaped into the vast void. Zhou Mi followed him again like a shadow, changing the territory, showing a magic figure. When he stepped on the ground, he stepped on a mountain under his feet into powder, bowed his head and bowed his back, and then opened the curtain of the sky. The magic figure was wearing golden armor and turned into a thousand-foot god holding a long whip of lightning. With one whip, he rolled the tip of the whip several times, whipping the ground several times, and in the blink of an eye, he smashed a capital with millions of residents into a ruined ruin, thus becoming a battlefield site for the battle between immortals.

A slight sword light spread along the long whip of lightning.

Ma Kuxuan snatched it off with just a blink of an eye. The sword light of a sword immortal was so vulnerable.

The situation is uncontrollable. Chen Ping'an must re-escape the battlefield again, exchange different geographical locations for the passage of time, and try to delay time.

Countless uncultivated creatures on the earth looked up at the fire that broke through the sky, reflecting the sky and the earth late at night, as if a natural disaster was coming.

The huge slum of a barbarian land was directly filled with a star outside the sky.

The huge impulse caused the entire small world to break, and the cracks on the axis of the sky and earth came one after another, and the illusion was like a piece of porcelain that was about to be broken.

Chen Ping'an had already left this place and fled to a secret landscape, just like someone left the side door of the house, walked in from the main door, and shot him back.

I never thought that a small bronze bell appeared in the sky, and a giant white hand appeared. It just shook it gently, and with a loud bang, shattering the entire world.

The owner of the giant hand reminded me in my heart: "Half of incense has been gone."

Ma Kuxuan grinned, "As far as I know, this guy is fighting with people, and he is not so good at running away."

He gained all the upper hand, but he was unable to severely damage Chen Ping'an and could not turn his advantage into a victory. It was like a pile of silver notes in his pocket that could not be cashed out, and it was not beautiful after all.

Zhou Mi smiled and said, "He had not achieved great success in his sword refining before, so what's the benefit of running away? It's better to try hard. Now, even though he knows that he is invincible, anyone will choose to retreat."

Ma Kuxuan hugged the back of his head with both hands and sat in this stitched messy temple. "I ran away for so long, I don't know how far he solved the puzzle."

Zhou Mi said: "Don't delay any more, if you delay, change."

Ma Kuxuan smiled lazyly and said, "You are an outsider in this game."

For Ma Kuxuan, his leisurely pursuit and Chen Ping'an's frustration were like the hide-and-seek game that the child often played.

Ma Kuxuan said regretfully: "I was shocked and I didn't take the bait."

Zhou Mi said: "You deliberately asked him to choose the Great Wall of Sword Qi, which is a good move. He will naturally think of 'I' and the old Sword Immortal. There is no need for you to make more calculations and prelude. However, while he was still in the dark, you did not let him think of the three words 'Chen Qingdu' every time, but it was a bad move."

Ma Kuxuan said, "It's a pity. I'm so sorry that I was so arrogant that I couldn't invite a complete third god."

Zhou Mi smiled and said, "I have said that this person is a scholar after all, and he emphasizes being alone in a dark room and not being careless. Therefore, even in his mind, it is impossible to call Chen Qing the name directly."

Ma Kuxuan curled his lips and disagreed.

Zhou Mi said: "It is better to choose Chen Qingdu than to choose the left and right."

Ma Kuxuan said indifferently: "The show should be big, so of course you should choose the person with the highest swordsmanship."

Even half of Chen Qingdu's skills, the power of swordsmanship with a 50% discount will not be too weak, right?

Zhou Mi smiled and shook her head, looking helpless.

It turned out that there were three incense gods in Ma Kuxuan's heart-like world at the same time, but there was only one incense burner that was inserted into incense, and the smoke was curling, and the three of them were worshipped.

In addition to Wen Hai and Zhou Mi, Cao Ci in white clothes also has an old man holding a sword, who is the old sword immortal of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, Chen Qingdu.

However, compared with the first two, Chen Qing had a relatively blurred face and an ethereal figure.

Ma Kuxuan's visualization is similar to some mysterious "refining and casting", which can erect a "faceless" statue of a clay-shaped and wood-carved god on the divine platform.

Of course, their golden body height is limited, which is of course linked to the realm of Ma Kuxuan. Qi training men stop at the realm of ascension, and martial artists end at the realm of ascension.

Otherwise, since even Wen Hai was so mysterious, the brave Ma Kuxuan dared to visualize it, why didn’t he directly bring out the ancestors of the Three Deeds and worship them on the divine platform?

The same Fengzheng Mountain and Water Gods, the Middle Earth Confucian Temple, the Song Dynasty of the Dali and a small country under the Baopingzhou. Although the three Fengzhengs are both reasonable and legal orthodox, the ranks are different. Chen Ping'an's imagination and the thoughts related to someone are equivalent to "opening the face" for the statue and adding color to the gold painting, making the statue come to life and more realistic.

Ma Kuxuan carefully preset three "sattoes" for Chen Ping'an to go to.

The meticulous Taoist craftsmanship, Cao Ci in martial arts, and Chen Qingdu in swordsmanship.

It just so happened that these three people appeared on the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

In a secret world where a civil servant set up a table by the river to pray for rain, and the people paraded in the streets and burned the Paper Dragon King, Chen Ping'an held a sword with one hand and reached out to wipe off the blood that flowed from his ears to his temples.

I have been beaten and my injuries are not serious. Fortunately, I have not yet hurt my true body, soul and the foundation of the Tao.

If the past life is a puzzle that Ma Kuxuan has long given clues, then the answer is indeed the word visualization.

Assuming that what Ma Kuxuan said was true and did not accept Zhou Mi's invitation to climb the sky, then whether it was Zhou Mi's cultivation level or Cao Ci's real boxing technique, Chen Ping'an would of course be closer to the truth than Ma Kuxuan.

In other words, Ma Kuxuan's seemingly... cheating magic has natural restrictions. He cannot visualize it out of thin air, but Chen Ping'an can give the imagination.

It's like a fishing game that is sure to make a profit. Wen Hai was visualized by Ma Kuxuan, holding a fishing rod. The fish he caught is a certain "personal name" that Chen Ping'an thought about.

As long as Chen Ping'an bites the hook and thinks of someone, Ma Kuxuan will take the opportunity to lift the rod and put it into the fish basket, becoming "real". And this person is Ma Kuxuan's fish catch.

He became Chen Ping'an's current imaginary enemy.

For example, Cao Ci.

Because Chen Ping'an's thoughts and thoughts are a surging river, all the people Chen Ping'an knows are all swimming fishes in the water.

No, besides Cao Ci, there is also that careful one!

At this moment, Chen Ping'an suddenly realized that when did the dog-dry horse Kuxuan be so smart?! The Zhou Mi who first appeared on the top of the city was clearly a hint to Chen Ping'an.

Therefore, Zhou Mi was just a fancy and scare people at the beginning. It was probably not very clever at that time. But after Ma Kuxuan used his visual magic power at a certain moment, Chen Ping'an was always wary of that face-to-face Zhou Mi, which was actually given the true meaning by Chen Ping'an. Therefore, it was not until that moment that Zhou Mi was truly transformed from a fake Zhou Mi to a second-class original. Just like a man who died in name only, he finally came alive.

In a sense, this is Chen Ping'an's self-inflicted hardships. Because he will take what he is afraid of in his heart.

Ma Kuxuan kept telling Chen Ping'an a harsh manner, just like a ceremony for the enthronement of a god in the mountains and rivers. Ma Kuxuan was responsible for the "famous and goodness", and Chen Ping'an, who was in charge of the real world, finally a orthodox enthronement of the gods appeared.

When a common man enters the temple to worship the gods, he needs to burn incense, and usually three incense sticks are lit.

I believe that Ma Kuxuan's way of asking God to come to the truth is also a similar ritual system.

This is best.

What if Ma Kuxuan lit nine incense sticks or something... Chen Ping'an would have to bear it for such a long time.

He didn't dare to stay here for a long time. I don't know what method he used to do, but the ghost was simply undispersed. Chen Ping'an had not waited for the other party to chase him, and barely changed his gust of pure true energy and immediately changed the venue. Sure enough, as soon as Chen Ping'an left, a heavy rain fell from the world. Every raindrop of soybeans was condensed by sword energy, stabbing the earth and mountains into dense sieves covered with countless holes.

Ma Kuxuan said in amazement: "Chen Qingdu's swordsmanship is only half of his skills, is it so exaggerated?"
To be continued...