dejected fairy

Chapter 193 Between Fiction and Reality
As the sun recedes, the moonlight grows stronger.

The streets of Huaiji Port.

Kunlun Bing knelt with dazed eyes, and wept at the majestic figure at the end of the long street: "My son is not filial! He has spent thirty years without accomplishing anything, and now he even has to give away the treasure of inheritance. But the false son said Long, at least he is also the Daoist Lord Huashen, if he can be obtained..."

call--

As soon as the cold wind blew, that majestic figure actually arrived in front of Kunlun Bing. This was a thin old man with a haggard face and bloodshot eyes. He pointed at Kunlun Bing and said sharply: "How dare you say that? The inheritance Bao has been sacrificed since the founding of the country by the Taizu! The monarchs of all dynasties have taken good care of them! Even when the country was broken, I never let it go, how dare you, a rebellious son, take the lead and send it away?"

"My son, my son..." Kunlun was speechless, his face full of fear and panic, he shrank his hands and feet, and the yang energy in his whole body gradually declined.

In the sky, the masculinity is gradually disappearing, the yin energy is getting stronger, and the moonlight is flourishing!
at this time.

"When you were an emperor, there were tens of millions of people and ten thousand chariots, all of which were destroyed, but you let him alone bear the pain of perdition, and it was unreasonable to ask him to reappear surrounded by thousands of spirits from the kingdoms of group cultivators. How difficult is it to open up the old country? But you can’t even decide on a single inherited treasure! It can be said that you need both, rights and obligations are completely unequal!”

Chen Yuan's voice came slowly, causing Kunlun Bing, who was immersed in self-blame and panic, to raise his head, just in time to see Chen Yuan riding the wind and falling.

"False talker?"

Chen Yuan smiled at him, and walked against the wind, his robes fluttering, pointing his fingertips at the majestic figure.

Then I saw Changhong shooting out from Chen Yuan's fingertips, like a tornado, tearing up the long street, engulfing the shops, and shattering that majestic figure!

It is neither the ruins after the collapse of the house, nor the nothingness after the supernatural power is shattered.

In an instant, the front of Kunlun Bing was blank, as if the content on the drawing paper had been swept away.

"Is this...an illusion?"

"It should be said that it is the reflection of your heart." Chen Yuan looked at Kunlun Bing, and said with a smile: "If the heart is depressed, the scenery will reflect it." He looked around, "We have fallen into a formation Among them, this array can pull out the scenes of people's hearts, cover them layer by layer, and turn the virtual into reality."

Kunlun Bing was taken aback in horror: "We fell into the formation? No wonder I suddenly disappeared from seniors, and I also saw my father." The emperor was born again, knowing that it must be fake, but for some reason, he gradually fell into it."

"Anyone who can deceive people's hearts is always doing what he likes. Those who are deceived have desires. In the mortal world, many people are not even monks, but the mortal body can deceive many people around with just a few words, not to mention magic tricks. Illusion? Like the illusion in front of you, the caster has to practice at least for decades or hundreds of years, and they have to use the treasures of the immortal family to form it. It is not shameful to be confused by such scenes."

Kunlun Bing was taken aback.

Chen Yuan said again: "I didn't just do it casually. At your age, you can devote yourself to one thing and live forever, and you don't change your mind because of hope for the rich and powerful, and you don't get changed by the power of the immortal way. There are too many people in the world who are not as good as you, so why blame yourself and panic?"

"Senior..." Kunlun Bing's eyes turned red, and his distracting thoughts disappeared.

In all directions, the breeze blows, the yang energy revives, and the moonlight trembles and recedes towards the sky, but Chen Yuan stretches out his hand to grab it, and the billowing moonlight immediately separates into a line, and he grabs it in his hand!

Kunlun Bingyi saw it and carefully asked, "Senior, what is this?"

Chen Yuan said with a smile: "This array is extremely mysterious. It uses the five elements to project the state of mind, forming illusory realms and afterimages of the past, which can disturb people's hearts and reverse the life and death of yin and yang. If your mind is confused and addicted, the yang energy will decline and the yin energy will fade away." Breeding, life and death are reversed in the end, and when the heart dies, the body dies! You were blinded by illusions just now, and your mind was weakened, which caused the yang energy of this layer to dissipate and the yin energy to breed. In the end, you died."

"Can you die like this?"

"Death of the body is death, and death of the heart is also death." Chen Yuan said, pulling the ray of light in his hand and wrapping it around his wrist. The number of paths in the Yuan Xiaojie involves things related to the state of mind, but there is one thing that cannot be avoided. If I expected it to be correct, the core of this formation..."

Kunlun Bing saw it, and asked doubtfully, "Senior, what do you want?"

Chen Yuan said: "I am in the formation, and the people who set up the formation are behind the scenes. He will gather all the people in the city into the formation. Everyone's mind can become a layer of illusion, wrapped and overlapped layer by layer. If you tear through layers to find him, you won’t be able to find him even if you’re exhausted. However, no matter what layer you’re at, there’s a thought that’s connected to the mind of the person who made the arrangement, and as long as you follow this thought, you’ll naturally be able to hit Huanglong directly!”

Kunlun Bing was a little uneasy, hesitated for a moment, and said: "This person can open up a large formation in the land of the eight sects, and it is so strange. If it is true that everyone can form a mental realm, then it is really a supernatural power." The vastness, the seniors rushed to..."

Chen Yuan squinted his eyes and whispered: "The illusory world can be like the real, almost turning the illusory into reality, and even blurring the real and false. Make a seal.

That ray of light entwined layer upon layer on Chen Yuan's hands; two outer pills flew out and lingered in his hands;

"Returning to the Void?" Kunlun Bing was taken aback, "Isn't that the legendary state that is still above the true emperor of refining gods? Isn't it the highest state that cannot be proved by adhering to the order of Xingjun?!"

Chen Yuan suddenly turned his head and looked at him: "Returning to the void is the realm in the legend? Adhering to the order of Xingjun?" He smiled casually, "After this incident, we have to ask about it carefully..."

Before the words fell, Chen Yuanyi's dead air rolled out, and all of them converged towards that ray of light!

hum!
Amidst the trembling sound, the light suddenly trembled, and after being replenished with the dead energy, it suddenly swelled up, blooming with infinite brilliance, then gathered towards the sky, and flew away!
Chen Yuan was connected with it, and he flew out together with him. In the blink of an eye, he reached the horizon and saw the cracks behind the layers of clouds!

With a glance, he saw a Huaiji Port in every crack!

"This scene is very similar to the cracks in the small realms in the Palace of the King Xu, and it seems to confirm my guess even more. The Void Flame Clock may also carry one of the top-grade magic weapons of the nine great supernatural powers in the fairyland!"

As soon as the thought fell, he followed the light to the depths of the cracks, and an ancient bronze door lay across the sky!
The door leaf is full of ancient and historical atmosphere, with dense reliefs.

Boom!Boom!Boom!Boom!Boom!
The closer you get, the more you can hear the sound, like...

"Heartbeat?"

"Ow—"

Here Chen Yuan recalled, the bronze door over there was terrified, one after another distorted faces shot out from the door relief, baring their teeth and claws, drawing endless distracting thoughts!
Heart demon!

"Sure enough! Since you are in Dingyuan and involve your state of mind, how can there be no demons?"

Chen Yuan laughed out loud, and squeezed the Yin Jue with his hands, his eyes suddenly went dark!
The scene of the starry sky expanded behind him, and the distorted face flickered on and off among the stars, rushing towards the demons of the whole family!

Another long street in Huaiji Port.

The sky is covered with dark clouds, and the ground is full of cracks.

The difference is that there is a simple Taoist temple standing on the street.

Blue tiles and red walls, bamboo forest leads to seclusion.

A person held a bamboo broom and kept sweeping.

Every time he swipes, several cracks spread out!

Outside the Taoist temple, Lin Xiangjuan, Jing Xuan, Ma Yuanzhong, Zhang Zhuang and other [-] inner disciples from the Eight Sects bent their arms and legs and curled up their torso, turning into a personal ball, rolling back and forth while the broom was being swung, making miserable screams .

The sound of scolding is coming from the sky——

"Submission! Submission! Submission!"

"Return to the Yin-Yang concept, and present the key to the divine treasure!"

"Return to the Five Elements View, and present the Qishan relics!"

……

"I don't know! I really don't know anything!"

Lin Xiangjuan screamed and roared, full of panic and fear.

"Dishonest, dishonest, dishonest..."

The Taoist priest who swept the floor suddenly stopped, raised his head suddenly, and revealed a distorted face, which seemed to be five faces squeezed together, five noses, five mouths, ten eyes and eyeballs, scattered all over the face !

"Don't want to say it? Don't want to say it? Don't dare to say it? Du Ruji is dead, Fan Xia has no return, the eight great sects have no future, if they don't submit, they will be annihilated!"

"What? What do you mean? The lord is dead?" Zhang Zhuang and the others continued to break apart, in extreme pain, but they couldn't stop the shock in their hearts, "It's a bunch of nonsense!"

pat!

The Taoist sweeper waved his hand, and the head of the head of the Red Blood Sect rolled into the courtyard!

"fake!"

Several inner disciples screamed!

But more people are heart sinking.

For some reason, they understood the truth from somewhere, and knew that what the evil said was true.

"Hahahahahahahaha——"

The Taoist sweeper threw his broom and pointed at a few people: "Shaken! Shaken! Say it! Say it! There is no way out except to say it. But if you fall into this view, no one can disobey us... "

Boom!

Suddenly, there was a roar in the sky!
A hole in the dark clouds in the city opened, and a bronze door was revealed!
Heart wide open!

Countless wailing demons and remnants fell like raindrops!

Chen Yuan stepped out of the door and looked down.

"You're the one behind the scenes? It's ugly."

　late again...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)