Mr. Wu Liu was inexplicably surprised.
He looked at Yang Fan as if he was looking at a monster.
Whether or not Yang Fan had learned illusion arrays before and whether or not he had a certain foundation in illusion, he was confident that he would not be mistaken.
Such a guy who comprehended and learned from scratch and used less than two hours to practice the heaven-level illusion array Dream Reality to the Great Perfection Realm, if he was not a monster, what was he?
Such an astonishing comprehension ability and such an inhuman cultivation speed. How could these old fellows who had studied illusion arrays for their entire lives endure this?
"And this Nine Star Warm Jade Table …"
"And this Nine Revolving Spirit Stream …"
Yang Fan waved his hand again and again. Soon, the things that Mr. Wu Liu had covered up before returned one by one. Yang Fan became more and more skilled in the use of Dream Reality.
The system notifications kept ringing in his ears:
"You used the heaven-level illusion array Dream Reality to reproduce the Nine Star Warm Jade Table. The activation was successful. The Nine Star Warm Jade Table has successfully appeared. The degree of realism is 87%. Mental strength + 2, soul strength + 1, skill proficiency + 2."
"You used the heaven-level illusion array Dream Reality to reproduce the Nine Revolving Spirit Stream. The activation was successful. The Nine Revolving Spirit Stream has successfully appeared. The degree of realism is 87%. Mental strength + 2, soul strength + 1, skill proficiency + 2."
"…"
The degree of realism of the illusion increased from 86% just now to 87%.
Seeing this situation, Mr. Wu Liu was so shocked that he could not recover. His little heart began to become a little numb.
The original degree of realism of 86% was not Yang Fan's limit. In such a short time, the degree of realism of Yang Fan's illusion increased by 1%.
Don't underestimate this 1%. After one's cultivation reached the Great Perfection Realm, it was extremely difficult to increase it by even 0.01%.
The old man did not expect that even until now, Yang Fan's potential had not been exhausted. The degree of realism of the illusion was still increasing.
Moreover, the span of his growth was also so shocking.
Involuntarily.
Mr. Wu Liu glanced at Wang Zhe, who was sitting next to Yang Fan and was also dumbfounded as he looked at everything in front of him.
Instantly, he felt much better.
Fortunately, not everyone was as monstrous as Yang Fan. At least Wang Zhe, who was quite handsome, did not have any reaction to the surrounding illusion.
There was also no one like Yang Fan, who could cultivate a Heaven-level Illusory Array to the Great Perfection Stage in such a short time.
This fully explained one thing.
In front of a true genius, looks and whatnot were just a hammer. It was not worth mentioning at all.
At this moment, Yang Fan was undoubtedly the most charming and handsome person present.
Wang Zhe was a little baffled by the old man's gaze. Could it be that this old man is also jealous of this marshal's peerless appearance?
That was how it was when a person was too handsome. No matter where he went, it was easy for people to be jealous of him.
However, his little cousin seemed to have learned some awesome skills. Could this ability to create something out of nothing be the legendary illusory magic?
How amazing!
"You have been in the Heaven-level Illusory Reality Array for one minute. Your heart has been touched, and your understanding of the Illusory Reality Array has been further deepened. Array experience + 1, skill proficiency + 200."
His skill experience was still increasing at a rapid pace. Yang Fan's understanding of Illusory Reality was also gradually deepening little by little.
Now in this illusory array, what Yang Fan could see was no longer as perfect as when he first came.
There were loopholes everywhere.
There were loopholes everywhere.
As long as he wanted to, it seemed that he could break its foundation at any time and destroy all the falsehoods in it.
However.
Yang Fan could restore all the items in this illusory array. Only the most important nine-star tea set and the ninth-level spirit tea in the tea set, Yang Fan could not restore it to its original taste.
The nine-star tea set on the table was the same as the pavilion and the stone table, with a degree of authenticity of 86-87%.
But the ninth-level spirit tea in the teapot did not have the slightest ripple of spiritual power that it should have.
"Sure enough, a fake is a fake. Even if the illusory array can deceive our eyes, it can't deceive our stomach. It can't deceive the increase of our cultivation strength."
Yang Fan shook his head slightly.
Everything around him.
Everything that he could restore was, in fact, an illusion.
The antique retro scene that Mister Wu Liu showed just now was all outlined by the illusory array. Only the tea set on the table and the spirit tea in the pot were real things.
Illusory Reality was like this.
Nine fake and one real. It made people in a dreamland that was like a real one, unable to distinguish what was real and what was fake. They were completely immersed in it and could not extricate themselves from it.
Just like the bathroom they had entered before.
The so-called clothes were stripped and the so-called hot spring bath were actually illusory bubbles. It was an illusory scene constructed in their minds by Illusory Reality.
Only the spirit liquid and the thousand-year spirit body were real things. It was because of these spirits that they could feel the improvement of their spiritual power cultivation, so they felt it was extremely real.
Whoosh!
Yang Fan waved his right hand and dissipated the tea set that had just appeared.
"Sir, forgive me for my shallow cultivation. I can't create a real tea set and spirit tea." Yang Fan smiled foolishly and stretched out his hand to Mister Wu Liu, saying, "Why don't you show me something again, so I can broaden my knowledge."
The corner of Mister Wu Liu's mouth twitched.
Cunning little devil.
Was this a matter of having a shallow cultivation base?
If you had a real thing, even if you didn't have the slightest foundation of an illusory array, you could create it.
It was indeed not easy to create something out of nothing. It was even more difficult to create something that didn't exist and make it exactly the same as a real item. It was an extreme test of an Illusory Array Master's illusory skills.
However, if it was just to take out something that already existed and put it on the table, how much skill did it require? As long as it was a person, he could do it, right?
In the end.
This kid was still thinking about the little level nine spirit tea in his teapot!
It was really not afraid of a thief stealing, but a thief thinking about it.
Now it seemed that if he didn't give him all the remaining spirit tea today, this guy might keep wasting time with him and couldn't be driven away.
"Forget it, forget it!" Mister Wu Liu shook his head helplessly, "Since you want it, then I'll give it all to you. I only ask that you get what you want and don't bother I anymore!"
With that.
Mister Wu Liu waved his hand.
The nine-star tea set that he had put away just now and a small half pot of spirit tea appeared on the stone table in front of him again.
The familiar tea fragrance and spiritual power fluctuation attacked again. Yang Fan's eyes lit up. Yes, this was the smell!
This old man had become easy to talk to now.
If he had known earlier, he wouldn't have fooled around in the beginning. He was so old, but he was still so naughty.
"How can I accept this?"
"However, since Mister Wu Liu is so sincere, then this junior will accept it. Thank you very much!"
Yang Fan chuckled, pulled the teapot in front of him, shook it slightly, and found that there was only about a cup of tea left in it. He couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
He thought that he could pour out eight or ten more cups, but he didn't expect that there was only so little left.
There were only five cups in a pot of tea. Except for Mister Wu Liu, the remaining four cups were about the same as the number of people who came in this time.
If he guessed correctly.
These four cups of spirit tea should have originally been prepared for the four people who passed the level. However, this time, only Yang Fan and Wang Zhe were lucky enough to pass. Cui Hao and Tian Feiyao were all stuck in the first level, so they missed the opportunity reward of this level nine spirit tea.
And this black-hearted old man in front of him, not only did he drink one cup, he even wanted to covet another cup. He was really evil.
Yang Fan glanced at the old man contemptuously. Without saying a word, he put the teapot, the matching teacups on the table, all into his storage space.
This was the only real thing in this illusion array. It would be a pity if he didn't take it away.
"You …"
Mister Wu Liu felt that his back molars were a little painful. This greedy little brat, was he trying to take advantage of the situation? It was fine that he accepted the old man's spirit tea, but he didn't even let go of the tea set.
Wang Zhe couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
His little cousin seemed to have gone a little too far.
After drinking his tea, why did he still want to snatch his teacup? He should have asked the old man for some more tea leaves!
That was the front door of a level nine. Even if he could get one or two coins, it would still be priceless, right?
Shua!
With a wave of Yang Fan's hand, a set of nine-star tea set appeared on the table. It looked exactly the same as the one just now.
Then, as if nothing had happened, Yang Fan continued to look at Mister Wu Liu with a smile, as if the matter of snatching the tea set and teacup didn't happen.
Trying to cover it up only made it more conspicuous. There was really no one else who could do it to this extent.
"Okay!" Yang Fan sat up straight and looked at Mister Wu Liu with an incomparably solemn expression. He said firmly, "Now, the foreplay is over. Senior, shouldn't you take out the real reward for passing the level?"
Wang Zhe also unconsciously sat up straight and looked at Mister Wu Liu with bright eyes.
He believed that Yang Fan wouldn't speak without thinking. Since he dared to say so, it must be true.
Thinking about it, even the appetizer was level nine spirit tea. How awesome would the real reward at the back be?
"What did you say, little friend?" Mister Wu Liu's eyes narrowed, and he raised his head to look at Yang Fan, a little puzzled. "What real reward for passing the level? Why can't I understand what you mean?"
"I've already said it clearly just now. The front door that I personally cooked is the biggest reward for passing this level. Other than that, there's nothing else."
"Since you drank the spirit tea and obtained the benefits, you're still blackmailing I like this. You're a little too greedy, like a snake trying to swallow an elephant!"
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