Chapter 626: Illusory Space

"Can pathways still be integrated?"

Qin Lang rubbed his hands vigorously, and a bold idea came to his mind.

As if he could understand people's hearts, Shishen pinched another large piece of marshmallow and stuffed it into his mouth, "I advise you to put away this bold idea. Everything has advantages and disadvantages. Suppose you can overcome all kinds of difficulties and be promoted to [Xianwulong] God], you will face the same situation as [Champion Sword Master] - due to being too powerful, you can't find a follow-up path, and your path to promotion is cut off. "

"Why does this have anything to do with Teacher Juggernaut?" Qin Lang was stunned for a moment.

"Why, do you think her last name is Champion and Sword Master?"

"Well……"

Qin Lang's brain was running rapidly, and he suddenly realized: "Could it be that Champion Sword Master is the name of her path, not her name?"

"Of course, you're not too stupid."

Tokigami seemed to feel that eating the marshmallows one bite at a time was a bit too slow, so he simply crushed a large marshmallow into a small candy bar and put it into his mouth, "The hidden path to the fusion of [Purgatory Champion] and [Sword Master]."

"Champion of Purgatory"

"Juggernaut"

Qin Lang fell into silence.

It was okay if Shi Shen didn't persuade him, but once he persuaded him, he wanted to choose a hidden path.

After all, the invincible posture of the champion swordsman has long been deeply imprinted in his heart.

"It's too early to think about that."

Qin Lang adjusted his mood and said, "First think of ways to find what is needed for the [Ancient Dragon God] path before thinking about anything else."

"In this aspect, you are somewhat similar to the Dragon God Qin Lang. He often talks about a saying: Eat one bite at a time, and walk the road step by step. If you take too big a step, you will easily break your eggs."

"..."

Qin Lang's mouth twitched slightly, and his careless tone was indeed similar to him. It was obvious that Dragon God Qin Lang had a good relationship with this God of Time.

"If you have any questions, you can ask me at any time. Although this is just a thought from me, it should be of great help to you."

"Thank you!"

Qin Lang clasped his fist fiercely.

"Get out." Shishen waved his hand.

After the surrounding scene was in a trance, Qin Lang returned to the real world, the snowy land of ice and snow.

"How was your chat with that being?" Old Man Void asked.

"He told me something."

Qin Lang informed everyone about the hidden path.

Old Man Void nodded, "The future is too far away, so seize the day. If possible, we must take a hidden path. As for whether it will be a dead end or something in the future, there is no need to consider it now."

The main focus of Old Man Void is pragmatism.

"Hey, it's too early to say that now. I don't even know where the virtual space is now." Qin Lang sighed.

"When I was tracking down my old friend, I discovered the illusionary space, but I never had time to tell you."

Qin Lang's eyes widened: "Huh?!"

After half a day.

Qin Lang and his party left the snowy area and came to the entrance of a forest shrouded in purple mist.

The Demon Lord opened his eyes and said excitedly: "Yes, this is indeed a space of illusion, which makes it difficult for people to distinguish between reality and illusion. Looking at the scale of this illusion fog, it should have just appeared not long ago. We have enough Time to find the fruit of falsehood.”

"Is there anything I need to pay attention to?"

Qin Lang felt a little uneasy about this unknown place.

"That's something you need to keep in mind."

The Demon Lord's tone suddenly became serious. He raised a finger and said, "Illusive space often creates a world that is more real than the real world. The purpose is just to make you lost and unable to distinguish what is an illusory space and reality."

"I know this question, four words - don't forget your original intention."

As Qin Lang, who has been 'reborn' twice, he is confident in himself.

"Don't take it lightly. Even if you are an ancestral god, you will be contaminated by the false space if you are not careful. At least you will go crazy, at worst."

The Demon Lord pointed at a fresh corpse of the ancestor god at the edge of the forest.

"I'll go with you." Lan Luo stepped forward.

"No, this is not a battle. No matter how many people go in, it won't help. I can just go in and look for it myself. Please wait for me outside."

Later, Qin Lang waved to everyone and walked into Ziwu.

…

The fog began to become thicker as Qin Lang continued to deepen.

After walking for several hours, several flashlight lights suddenly flashed from the front, followed by Qin Lang hearing conversations and dog barking.

"There are actually humans in the illusionary space?"

Qin Lang was a little surprised, but soon realized that he must have inhaled too much purple mist and had hallucinations.

"This illusionary space is really powerful. It can make people immerse themselves in it without knowing it. It seems that even their thinking is blinded."

Qin Lang stopped, closed his eyes and meditated.

However, those voices did not subside at all. Instead, they got closer and closer to him, until a woman excitedly took him into her arms and said, "Xiao Lang!"

There was a familiar smell on the woman's body.

Qin Lang opened his eyes and met the woman's eyes.

The woman was in her early forties, with a graceful temperament. Her face was already wet with tears. She cried and said, "Where have you been these days! Do you know how anxious I am?"

"You are really amazing. You can actually cross the Sichuan-Chinese Line without any supplies." Standing next to the woman was a policeman with a Chinese character face, who spoke seriously.

"Xiao Lang, what's wrong with you? Speak, don't scare mom." Seeing that Qin Lang didn't speak, the woman became a little excited.

At this time, a nurse put clothes on Qin Lang and forcibly took him into the ambulance to rest.

Qin Lang looked back, and there was no purple mist behind him, only a mountain forest area stretching for countless kilometers.

Everything here is the same as reality.

After a long time in the hospital, Qin Lang returned to his home in the center of Mo City.

Looking at the priceless paintings on the wall, Qin Lang smiled bitterly, "So, the virtual space gave me a new identity, a young master from a wealthy family? This is completely opposite to the environment I used to live in, it's too inconsistent."

"Xiao Lang, what are you talking about? What new identity, what young master?"

Mother, let's call her that for the time being.

After hearing Qin Lang's mumbling, the mother came over and took Qin Lang's hand, "You've been away for more than ten days, and your mother is worried. Speaking of it, it's all the school's fault. They have to organize a hiking trip to Sichuan. I'll call the Ministry of Education to complain tomorrow!"

"Mom, I'm tired and want to sleep for a while. Can I do it tomorrow if there's anything?" Qin Lang said perfunctorily.

"Okay, go back to the room and rest."

Mother hurriedly led Qin Lang back to the bedroom.

After closing the door, Qin Lang came to the window on the 72nd floor and looked down at the whole city.

It must be said that the night view of the big city is beautiful.

"But no matter how beautiful it is, it is also illusory."

Qin Lang opened his right hand, and a ball of flame surged from his fingertips.

"Let's go find the illusory fruit first."

Qin Lang jumped up, and a pair of wings appeared behind him. When he flew over a certain floor, a little fat boy who was doing homework at the desk was stunned and turned to his mother and said, "Mom, there is someone flying in the sky."

The mother put down her mobile phone, picked up the clothesline and scolded, "I think you are flying in the sky!"

"Wow! No, mom, I am not lying, there is really someone flying... Wow!"