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Chapter eight hundred and thirty second illusion

At first glance, this person had a slender figure, delicate eyebrows and fair skin like a woman.

Although there are beards under the jaw, they always give people a sense of déjà vu as a woman dressed in a man.

It makes people wonder if this is another men's clothing boss.

But as long as you open the sky eye, you can see the vigorous yang energy on this person's body and the continuous purple royal fortune.

In Xia Pi, there is only one person who has this luck, Zhang Liang... Zhang Zifang.

Sima Qian once commented on Zhang Liang's appearance, describing him as a woman, but he did not say that he was ugly. But if he thought about it carefully, how could he behave like a woman? It must be that he looks good beyond a certain degree of a man's boundary, so he will be regarded as a woman.

Therefore, later generations Wang Anshi also left a poem saying: Liu Hou is as beautiful as a woman.

Zhang Liang was excited when he looked at the two essays written by Chu He.

In today's world, everyone except the Qin people wants to overthrow the tyrannical Qin and return to their hometown.

But no one is confident in how to push, how to push, and whether it can be done.

At this time, some people, who were thrust into the eyes of future generations, made a forward-looking summary of the demise of the tyrannical Qin.

This is like a guiding light, placed directly in front of everyone. Anyone with knowledge can get a lot from these two essays.

Zhang Liang is particularly serious.

Among them, "The Chu people burned up, and the scorched earth is pitiful" is even more deeply loved by Zhang Liang.

When the Duke of Chu Nan said, "Although Chu has three households, Qin will be destroyed, Chu will be spread widely and deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and it was even named the Golden Rule.

Among the rebels in the world who opposed Qin, eight out of ten were named "Chu".

According to the historical progress, in the near future, Zhang Liang himself would raise a team to resist the violent Qin Dynasty, and then he would go to join Jing Ju. Jing Ju is the King of Chu introduced by the Chu royal family.

It can be seen that Zhang Liang was also devoted to Chu, but later he met Liu Bang halfway, and then he was abducted by Liu Bang onto the "pirate ship".

"There is there! Don't let them escape. It's better to kill them by mistake than to let them go." When the loud shout came, it was almost close.

Zhang Liang twitched his forehead, stepped forward and grabbed Chu He's sleeve, and said, "Brother! If you can trust me, Zhang Zifang, please follow me!"

Chu He was waiting for this sentence, otherwise how could these soldiers from Xiapi County Government get close to him?

The terrain of Xia Pi is not particularly complicated, but Zhang Liang had already developed his power in Xia Pi City, and even quietly opened up some private houses and prepared secret passages.

After pulling Chu He to hide in a house, he followed the secret passage and quietly moved outside the city.

As for Mr. Qin, although he followed closely, he was secretly cast by Chu He and led him to another place.

If you want to find it, it will take some effort.

The two ran out of the city along the secret passage.

Outside the southern suburbs of Xia Pi City, by the Yishui River, there is a bamboo forest.

An old man was sitting on a tree lying across the river, fishing on a big tree pole that stretched across the banks, making him natural and leisurely.

The whole person is perfectly integrated with the scenery and objects around him, just like a quaint landscape ink painting.

"So there is such a bridge... No wonder Mr. Qin was waiting for the rabbit." Chu He thought to himself.

Looking at the old man again, when the eyes opened, the old man seemed to have disappeared into his eyes.

He was actually completely harmonious with this world, regardless of each other.

"So that's how the cultivation of the soul reaches its peak is not only a manifestation of cultivation, but also a state of moving with the world and hiding one's own body through the world. If you want to seize the creation of heaven and earth, you must first become a part of the creation of heaven and earth." With just a glance, several kinds of insights arose in Chu He's heart.

Chu He was still sighing, but the old man put away the fishing rod and said loudly: "It turns out that a fellow Taoist came to visit, and Zifang didn't hurry to get the 100-fruit wine brewed for his master?"

Zhang Liang paused slightly, glanced at Chu He clearly, then responded and turned around.

Although I knew it was suspected of "inducing a wolf into the house", I did not blame myself or panic at all, had a good pace, did not appear to be messy, and had a very good mentality.

This alone has surpassed countless people.

Some people learn a lot of skills. When the problem really comes, they are unstable and perform abnormally. With ten percent of their skills, only three or four points will be left at most. Genius becomes mediocre, so what's the use?

After Zhang Liang turned around and went.

The old man swung the fish hook and threw it into the Yishui again.

As his vision shifted, Chu He felt like he had been turned into a live fish and fell into the rather turbulent Yishui. He happened to bite the old man's hook and was controlled by him.

Chu He's soul snorted coldly, waved a thousand-pound stick, and hit it with one stick.

All the illusions in front of you dissipated.

What broke out was not real, but a overlapping battlefield, with endless sounds of killing and attacks. All the soldiers of the six kingdoms died tragically under the Iron Cavalry of the Great Qin Dynasty.

This is an intraoperative technique, one link after another.

The old man must be Huangshi Gong. He was united with heaven and earth, and used the heaven and earth to lay down layers of illusions and bury the Chu River.

Chu He passed through the battlefield without changing his face. The dead, or those who were dying or being killed, their hideous faces kept flashing in front of Chu He's eyes, but they could not stop Chu He's steps at all.

When Chu He stepped on the plasma full of his feet, he passed through the entire battlefield.

The sky was torn apart by something, and it was shattered into two sections.

It is as quiet as a mirror, reflecting the entire lake surface of the sky. The old man holds the piano and plays the sparse sounds occasionally ripples on the water surface, as if waving the sky.

"The heart is like water, which shines on the sky. There is a slight rippling in the heart, and the wind and clouds are surging. Huangshi Gong's kindness, or... Chu Nan Gong's kindness." Chu He spoke.

A chorus sound.

The old man raised his head.

The white hair, long beard, and the young face of crane hair are mostly like this in everyone's hearts.

It seems to be very outstanding, but it is reasonable and looks ordinary.

"No! This is not you! The sky is not just like this. Why do you need to lie in front of a real person?" Chu He raised his finger and asked with a smile on his face.

Rumble!

The sky changed color and the calm lake water under your feet also changed into flowing magma.

The rolling smoke boils and the dense thunder suppresses all living things in the world.

The old man with black hair, black clothes, tall eyebrows, high nose bridge, and a corpse-like old man stood between this shocking world and looked down at Chuhe.

"This is not you, this is just you who reflects the evil in my heart and transforms you. Your illusion is indeed perfect, and it is almost impossible to distinguish between true and false. But you can't deceive me because I don't believe in anything. No matter whether you are true or false, I only believe in myself and my own feelings." Chu He said calmly, holding the Dinghai Dinghai Pin and calmly.

"Master! The wine is coming!" Zhang Liang's voice seemed to be coming from the side.

Everything in front of you disappeared.

The old man was no longer on the "bridge", but was sitting in the bamboo pavilion beside the bridge, with orange and yellow wine gourds placed on the table, and two emerald green bamboo cups were placed together.

With a slight inspiration, the wine from the wine gourd was poured into two bamboo cups, emitting an attractive fragrance.

"Fellow Taoist! Please!" the old man pointed his hand and said politely.
Chapter completed!
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