Pampered Underworld Marriage: Genius Baby Black Belly Mother Chapter 2229: : Have we heard of it?

Li Qingqing asked: "Wen Xian, how can I seal my inner demon?"

Wen Xian glanced at her lightly, saw her urgent gaze, and said, "Don't you know the sealing technique? If you seal the darkest corner of your heart, there will be no inner demons."

When Li Qingqing heard this, her face was helpless and sad, "The seal art is very difficult to learn, and it takes someone to teach it to learn it. In our family, no one knows the seal art."

Wen Xian said: "Then there is no other way." Sealing is indeed very difficult to learn.

Li Qingqing asked again: "Wen Xian, what about you? Do you have a demon?"

Wen Xian looked at the girl's curious eyes, hesitated for a moment, and shook her head slightly, "No." Even if she did, she wouldn't tell anyone.

After all, empathy doesn't really care about her as a person.

"Oh! What should I do then?" Li Qingqing grabbed Wen Xian's hand again, she had a demon in her heart.

Wen Xian didn't like strangers approaching her. She watched Li Qingqing grab her arm again, and there was a deep and incomprehensible emotion in her eyes.

"Do you have an inner demon?" The tone was much more indifferent.

Li Qingqing continued to shake the arm holding Wen Xian as if she didn't notice it.

Wen Xiandao: "You can only restrain your inner demons. When you are in the illusion, try not to think of your painful things. Use your will to overcome inner demons. other ways."

Li Qingqing nodded with a smile, looked at Wen Xian's delicate profile, and smiled lightly: "Wen Xian, it's nice to meet you."

When Wen Xian heard this, he didn't feel much moved, just nodded indifferently and didn't speak. As the people in front enter the illusion one by one, those who do not pass will go out to the entrance. If those who pass, will go out from the other side and go directly to the side of Deacon Qian and stand. Now, there are already standing three men, two

At least ten women were eliminated.

The five people who passed by looked at everyone with arrogant expressions.

She sensed the illusion just now. This illusion is also very fair. The fifth-order cultivation base can crack the illusion.

It is worthy of being the worthy Xiling Zun, and it is also a holy place for cultivation that countless young juniors compete to enter.

However, it's really not easy to get in.

From such a comparison, it can be seen that Venerable Master Xiling's talent can be described as a peerless genius.

Even if you look at the world, he is an extremely talented person.

As the end of noon approached, it was Wen Xian's turn.

She walked up to Deacon Qian.

Deacon Qian explained on the side: "Although the illusion inside is dangerous, it will not kill you, but you must do your best. If you really can't stand it, just call Deacon Qian and you can get out of the illusion."

Wen Xian said lightly, "Thank you, Deacon Qian."

After Wen Xian finished speaking, he walked into the illusion with a calm expression.

As soon as he entered the illusion, Wen Xian sealed the inner demon in his heart.

She closed her eyes and stood there. When the inner demon in her heart would not affect her at all, she slowly opened her eyes and looked at everything in front of her.

However, the white expanse just now suddenly appeared on the bustling street.

Wen Xian's eyes were full of shock. She thought she would encounter a magical beast in the fantasy world, but it was a lively street.

Not only Wen Xian was surprised, but also the ten deacons of the inner and outer venerables who were sitting outside were also very shocked. The monsters who had entered the illusion before became their biggest nightmare, but this woman was a little different.

Illusions vary from person to person. Different people enter, and different scenes will appear. No matter what happens, it is the greatest desire of the person concerned.

Wen Xian looked at the bustling street in front of him, full of dazzling goods.

On the streets that come and go, there is a lot of hawking, and the children are chasing and playing on the street with windmills, and they are extremely happy.

A peaceful scene appeared in front of Wen Xian's eyes. She kept walking along the street, and along the way, she did not encounter any danger, but her eyes were looking at everything around her greedily, the friendly smiles on people's faces, the laughter and screams of children, Makes her feel weird

Affinity.

Wen Xian couldn't see such a scene in their clan, and Wen Xian's eyes were full of shock. In the past three months, she has also passed through such a place.

But she has been chased and killed, and she has not stopped to experience the atmosphere of this fusion.

Wen Xian has been immersed in this warm atmosphere, unwilling to leave, and even forgot that he is currently under the assessment. Compared with the illusion of fighting, this kind of illusion tests people's minds more.

Several deacons looked at Wen Xian's face full of longing with concern, for fear that she would not be able to get out of this beautiful world.

A middle-aged man squinted slightly and looked at Wen Xian. He was Deacon Wang, Deacon Wang, and a very talented person.

"This child is good, pure and kind-hearted. Judging from her spiritual power, it is a musical technique. I want to be accepted by me."

The ten deacons represent different identities.

I practice different techniques.

Deacon Qian also nodded, "The character is really good, and the understanding is also good, but if you want to enter the Inner Venerable, you have to see another two rounds of assessments."

Deacon Li, the deacon of music and technique, shook his head slightly, "There is a lot of lack of talent."

Deacon Wang said with a smile: "Deacon Nei, you don't like it, so let her enter the door of my outer esteem?"

Deacon Li smiled coldly, "Deacon Wang, what's the hurry? Now she hasn't passed the first level? If she is really good, our inner esteem will naturally not miss such a good disciple."

As soon as Deacon Wang heard this, he didn't speak.

Wen Xian kept walking until a little girl with a kite fell down in front of her and burst into tears.

Wen Xian just woke up like a dream. She blinked her eyes and looked around, and found that everything around her was still the same.

She suddenly woke up, she was in the illusion, accepting the first round of introductory disciple assessment.

Wen Xian's cold face crossed a hint of coldness, and there was a trace of reluctance in the bottom of his eyes.

She waved her hand slightly, and the bustling street disappeared, leaving a vast expanse of white.

Wen Xian walked towards the place with the most dense fog, and there was a faint sound of wild beasts roaring.

Wen Xian stopped slightly, the monsters in the fantasy world would be just as difficult to deal with as the monsters in reality.

She became extra vigilant.

After walking a few steps, she remembered that she had never hunted monsters since she was a child.

So, it is difficult for her to deal with the monsters that appear in her fantasy.

She glanced at the leaves beside her, plucked a leaf, placed it beside her blushing lips, and the ethereal rhythm slowly rippled.

Wen Xian is the kind of person who is immersed in the rhythm as soon as she touches it. At this moment, she has no distracting thoughts. When Deacon Qian heard this, he frowned slightly and looked back at the other deacons, "Have we heard this song before?"