I am a mage and a wet nurse, so using seven swords is not too much, right?

On the dim stone stairs, Han Ze was explaining to Ning Ruan earnestly:

"That's a curse line, a non-substantial 'line' created by magic."

"Once you step into its range, curse lines will appear out of thin air, binding the intruder. You can't struggle, and you can't break it with spiritual power."

"Only those who have physical training or are naturally strong can use the power of qi and blood to break the curse line."

"Otherwise, we can only do what that Xuanshui Clan cultivator did, sensing the trajectory of the curse line and then avoiding it... But this method also requires concentration and calmness, and using spiritual sense to sense it, which is not easy."

What Han Ze didn't say was that after seeing the cultivator from the Xuanshui clan find this method first, even the elder from the Curse Crow clan in his body was a little surprised.

Keep praising the other person for their talent.

He didn't feel much.

In terms of talent, Senior Sister Ning is the best among her peers.

The Nine-Tailed Female Cultivator gave him a deep look and asked, "Then do you know what the next level is?"

The stone stairs were very long. They had been walking for a while but were still on the top of the stairs.

It was dark all around.

Only the lamp in Mo Feng's hand was still emitting a faint light, barely illuminating the stone steps spiraling downwards under his feet.

Upon hearing this, Han Ze said in a deep voice without hesitation, "Senior, this is my first time here too. How can I know about the situation on the next floor?"

“…” You have explained this level very clearly, but you don’t know the next level?

Only ghosts believe you!

The Nine-Tailed Female Cultivator rolled her eyes.

Nor expose him.

She is now very certain that there is definitely another strange soul hidden in the body of this human boy.

Before, she just couldn't be sure of the identity of this strange soul.

But now... she was almost certain that the strange soul must have a very deep connection with the remains of the Curse Crow Clan, and it was even very likely to be a member of the Curse Crow Clan who had survived by chance!

Otherwise, how could one explain his profound knowledge of the altar's interior, even down to the subtleties of the spell line?

"but……"

Han Ze suddenly changed the subject, "Although I don't know, I can boldly guess that it might be related to the illusion... What do you think, Senior Sister Ning?"

Ning Ruan nodded immediately, "I think your guess is very reasonable."

After saying that, she took out a few pills.

Someone threw one over and said, "Qingxin Pill, it has some effect on stabilizing the mind."

Nine-tailed female cultivator: "..." Does she look like a fox that is easy to deceive?

One guess at a time...

If the next level wasn't related to the illusion, she would cut off his head for fun!

Ning Ruan also took a pill.

It’s not that I’m afraid of illusions.

The main elixir tastes good.

She loves it.

After walking a short distance, Ning Ruan saw a corpse that had just died.

At first she thought that something strange had appeared again.

When I got closer, I found that the other party died from the wood-based spiritual magic.

Obviously, the one who took action was the monk who had just gone down.

Even the storage magic weapon on his body seemed to be gone.

What happened is self-evident.

Mo Feng was so frightened that he tightly gripped the lamp in his hand and dared not say a word.

"Wealth and honor are sought in danger. Even if one knows that they will die, there will be countless cultivators who will come and try. If they survive, they will be one step closer to the great path. Everyone is betting on that one chance."

The Nine-Tailed Female Cultivator said softly.

Ning Ruan stepped over the corpse and asked, "Are you feeling sentimental?"

The Nine-Tailed Female Cultivator did not deny it: "...After dying once, I suddenly became more afraid of death."

"Are the Wuyin bandits also afraid of death?" Ning Ruan asked.

"..."

The Nine-Tailed Female Cultivator was silent for a moment. "The Infinite Bandit will die too, just like Old Wolf. He suddenly died at the hands of the powerful human behind you."

Thinking of that strong man, she still has doubts until now.

It seems that the strong man behind Ning Ruan is the human killing god Li Mu who took action.

But although Li Mu was strong, he could not take the life of a Jindan cultivator without making any noise.

She felt that there must be a strong person behind Ning Ruan.

Watching this joke made by the ten major races.

"By the way, where is your leader? Isn't he with you?"

Ning Ruan's question made the Nine-tailed female cultivator fall silent again.

After a while, he said in a deep voice, "The leader left first. The situation was urgent at the time, and he was no match for Wang Xuan."

"Oh." Ning Ruan nodded, "So you were left behind."

Nine-tailed female cultivator: "..."

"In that situation, if the leader didn't leave, he would have ended up like me."

"Well, you have a point."

Ning Ruan responded perfunctorily.

The Nine-Tailed Female Cultivator was choked and speechless, and could only shut her mouth silently.

The stone steps continued to extend downwards, and the smell of blood in the air became stronger.

I could even faintly hear the sounds of fighting.

"We're almost at the bottom," Han Ze warned solemnly, "Although the area below might be related to the illusion, this world has been frozen for years. No one knows if there will be other unexpected events. It's best to be cautious."

Ning Ruan nodded.

After thinking for a moment, she took out her soul-binding rope.

The other end of the rope flew out and tied Mo Feng tightly.

"?"

The latter looked confused.

But I didn't struggle.

"Your will is not strong enough, so it's better to tie you up."

As Ning Ruan spoke, she turned her gaze to the Nine-tailed female cultivator behind her.

Before she could speak, the latter's face changed slightly. He subconsciously took a half step back and said warily, "What do you want to do? I am determined!"

Ning Ruan blinked, looking innocent: "But you are still seriously injured and your mind is unstable, making you more vulnerable to illusions. I am doing this for your own good."

The corner of the Nine-Tailed Cultivator's mouth twitched: "...That's not necessary."

"Really?" Ning Ruan asked, "Are you sure you don't have any inner demons or obsessions?"

“…” The Nine-Tailed Female Cultivator looked at Han Ze.

The latter nodded slowly, "Senior Sister Ning is right. If one has an obsession or a damaged spirit, it is indeed easier to get lost in the illusion."

He said, "Illusions often magnify one's inner weaknesses and fears, and even bring out one's inner demons. Senior, your injuries haven't healed yet, so it's best to be cautious."

Nine-tailed female cultivator: “…” You can even explain this so clearly, and you still say you don’t know what the next level is?

She looked at Han Ze's serious expression, then looked at the soul-binding rope in Ning Ruan's hand that was ready to move, and the corners of her mouth twitched fiercely.

He gave up resistance as if ready to die, and said, "Come on."

As soon as she finished speaking, the soul-binding rope flew out like a spirit snake and tied her up tightly.

Only the hands and feet can move.

But my spiritual power was restrained, and I didn't feel safe even though I could only move my hands and feet.

Nine-tailed female cultivator: "..."

"Wait a moment, let me activate all the defensive magic weapons first."

How unfair would it be if he was accidentally killed by other monks who were trapped in the illusion?

Ning Ruan had no objection to this.

She also let Mo Feng go.

After the two of them activated all the defensive spiritual weapons, they tied them up with the soul-binding rope.

The Nine-Tailed Female Cultivator sighed resignedly.

I'm too lazy to even struggle.

Being tied up is better than going crazy in a fantasy world.

Face and the like don't seem to be that important when it comes to life and death.

After making sure the soul-binding rope was tied properly, Ning Ruan quickly tied the other end around his waist.

It seems as if he is going to be bound to them.

"..."

Seeing her confidently continue to walk down, the Nine-Tailed Female Cultivator couldn't help but cast a suspicious look at her, "Ning Ruan, what if you can't get out? Then won't we all be trapped?"

"That won't happen." Ning Ruan said firmly without turning her head, "I don't have any inner demons or obsessions. Illusions can't trap me. Maybe I won't even fall into illusions."

"Don't worry, whether you are trapped in the illusion or not, I will take you out."

This is the benefit of having a soul-binding rope.

No matter whether they are trapped or not, they are already tied to her.

"?"

The Nine-Tailed Female Cultivator rolled her eyes.

So they will fall into illusions, but she won't?

Are you so confident?

She pointed at Han Ze and said, "What about him? His cultivation is even lower than this ant guy, so he doesn't need to be tied up?"

"He doesn't need it." Ning Ruan said seriously: "Even if he falls into an illusion, he can wake up quickly."

How many male protagonists who get a loser script will be trapped to death by the illusion?

The Nine-Tailed Female Cultivator had no idea what the useless type was, and she just thought that Ning Ruan was referring to the alien soul in the human boy's body.

Indeed, with the existence of such a soul, he really seems to be assisted by God. Not to mention the next level, maybe he will have to rely on him all the way.

Han said nothing, just happy.

Senior Sister Ning actually believed in him so much.

"Boy, your senior sister is a bit too conceited. Do you really think that the illusions of our Curse Crow Clan are the same as ordinary illusions?"

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the remaining soul of the Cursed Crow Clan couldn't help but open its lips and speak.

The miniature version of 'Han Ze', who was facing him but had his eyes tightly closed, suddenly opened them, his dark eyes filled with displeasure. "Senior, Senior Sister Ning is not arrogant or ignorant. She must have her reasons for saying so. I trust her judgment."

It is hard to say whether everyone is ignorant or not.

But arrogance...isn't she arrogant?

Even when the human race was prosperous, he had never seen a human more arrogant than her!

The remaining soul of the Curse Crow Clan was furious, and its slightly solidified body swayed slightly. "Boy, what kind of magic potion did she give you? You are also Destiny, so why are you so... so obedient in front of her? You believe everything she says?"

"I've already warned you that this illusion is extremely dangerous. You have me inside you, so you won't fall into it. But it's different for her. If she does, at best her Dao heart will be damaged, at worst her soul will be permanently destroyed, becoming the nourishment that feeds the second layer!"

Han Ze only replied with six words: "I believe in Senior Sister Ning."

The remaining soul of the Cursed Crow Clan was very angry, "Then you just wait and see."

Han regained consciousness.

After turning a corner, the second floor arrived.

That was also a large stone chamber.

Wide and dark.

Unlike the upper floor, the first floor has only one open door, which is connected to a stone staircase.

But the stone chamber on this floor has two doors.

Directly in front of the four people was a door, connecting to the stone stairs under their feet.

After passing through the stone chamber, there is another door, which is also connected to the stone stairs leading to the next level.

The four of them stood at the door, with a clear view of the scene inside the stone chamber.

Most of the monks who came down first were still in the stone chamber.

Only a handful of people can pass this level.

The remaining monks were not in good condition.

There were already three bodies on the ground.

The death was horrific.

His body was almost smashed into pieces by the magic weapon.

"He...why are they attacking themselves?"

Mo Feng's voice trembled. He was not afraid of corpses, but the scene of someone beating himself to death was really horrifying.

Of course, it’s not all about hitting yourself.

For cultivators with too high a level of cultivation, even if they are mainly attacking themselves, there will still be aftermath that will involve others.

Unless you consciously avoid it.

But this group of monks, who had obviously fallen into an illusion, had no way to escape.

And there is a trend of further gathering.

Han Ze said: "This is what happens when you fall into an illusion."

"As long as you take action, the attack will fall on you."

Mo Feng's eyes widened, "What if I don't do it?"

The Nine-Tailed Female Cultivator rolled her eyes at him, "Are you stupid? You've already fallen into this illusion, how can you still have a clear mind? It won't be up to you to decide whether to take action or not."

"Besides, even if we don't take action, it won't be any better."

She raised her beautiful chin towards the monks who were standing still with dull eyes. "If you don't take action, then you'll be like them, standing there as a target, waiting for their magic to affect you."

"Of course, if a person is a Jindan-level physical cultivator, even if he just stands still, others may not be able to hurt him."

Golden Core Cultivation…Mo Feng stopped talking.

Inside Han Ze's body, the remaining soul of the Curse Crow Clan sneered, clearly gloating over the misfortune of the other party.

"Boy, do you see it? This illusion of our clan is not so easy to break."

"Your senior sister is obviously full of secrets. People like her are most likely to have obsessions and are also the most likely to fall into them."

"Her idea was good, but she overestimated herself. If she tied that rope around you..."

"Senior is hostile to my senior sister." The smaller version of 'Han Ze' said expressionlessly.

The remaining soul of the Cursed Crow Clan: "...You misunderstood. I was just worried that you wouldn't be able to obtain the immortal weapon."

The smaller version of 'Han Ze' said calmly, "Then rest assured, Senior. As long as there really is a magical artifact down there, we will definitely be able to obtain it."

As soon as he regained consciousness, he saw Ning Ruan taking the lead and stepping into the stone chamber.

On the first level, the locations you are teleported to are all safe areas.

Only if you get close to the stone steps will you be entangled by those so-called curse lines.

And the second layer...

As soon as Ning Ruan entered, there was a reaction.

The moment she stepped into the stone chamber, she felt even hungrier.

There is a crazy craving for food.

As soon as she realized something was wrong, she quickly took out the spiritual fruit and took a bite.

That desire was instantly suppressed.

Ning Ruan strode forward.

Go straight to the stone stairs opposite.

Following closely behind were the Nine-tailed female cultivator and Mo Feng, who were tied together by the spirit-binding rope.

Same as Ningruan.

The moment I entered the stone chamber, I had a strange feeling.

But after a moment, Mo Feng's expression became dull.

He suddenly raised his hand and slapped his chest.

However, his spiritual power was restrained, and he was not a physical cultivator, so after he slapped him with his palm, there was no reaction at all.

Ning Ruan and the Nine-Tailed Female Cultivator turned around and looked at him at the same time.

The latter raised his eyebrows proudly, "See, I told you I wouldn't fall into an illusion."