Eternal Invincible Emperor System

Chapter 893

The valleys are beautiful, the lakes are blue, and the sky and the earth are connected, forming a natural and harmonious picture.

"How did you get in?" the young man over there said with a trembling tone.

As he said that, he flashed his figure, flew in front of Ye Xingchen, and asked nervously: "Friend, how did you get in, can you take me out?"

Ye Xingchen stared at him with a strange expression, and said, "You can't go out?"

The young man shook his head bitterly, and said: "I entered Death Valley more than ten years ago in order to find the elixir for my grandfather. There was still sunshine outside Death Valley, but after I entered the valley, gray fog suddenly appeared, and the next moment I appeared In the valley, after I tried many times, I couldn't get out of the valley."

"That old man in Death Valley is your grandfather?!" Ye Xingchen was surprised. It was such a coincidence that when he entered Death Valley, he met the old man's grandson.

"You have met my grandfather, how is he doing now?" the young man eagerly grabbed Ye Xingchen's arm and asked.

"Your grandfather's health... is very bad, and he has been waiting for you to go back outside the valley." Ye Xingchen hesitated and said.

The young man looked sad and in some pain, grabbed his hair and squatted down, his eyes were dull, and he muttered to himself: "Back then, grandpa was injured secretly when he went out. I searched for a long time to heal grandpa's dark injury, but I couldn't find any elixir that could heal grandpa's dark injury. , and finally heard that there might be that kind of elixir in Death Valley, so I entered Death Valley, but who knew I couldn't get out."

"My parents passed away early, and it was my grandpa who raised me. I couldn't be filial in front of my grandpa."

The young man was very guilty, pulling his hair and slapping his head.

Ye Xingchen looked at him quietly, waiting for him to vent the pain in his heart.

After a while, the young man slowly restrained his emotions and said, "I made you laugh."

Ye Xingchen asked: "You said that you can't leave the valley, what is it?"

The young man stood up, showing a look of reminiscence, and said: "I just entered this valley, and I was looking for the way out every day, but every time I reached the end of the valley, walked a few steps, and returned to the original point, I didn't care. Knowing how many times I've tried it, a hundred times, a thousand times, it's always the same."

Surrounded by Ye Xingchen, this valley is not very big, but the scenery is very beautiful, full of aura and steaming purple air, it can be regarded as a piece of spiritual land.

"Can't fly out? Or destroy the valley." Ye Xingchen asked.

"It's useless."

The young man said: "I have tried it before. Flying, after flying a few hundred feet, I will find myself flying to the same place and destroying the mountains. Those mountains seem to be indestructible. No matter what martial arts I use, I can't destroy them."

"I thought my strength was not enough, so I practiced every day, but when my cultivation reached the Heaven-reaching Realm, the King Realm, I still couldn't destroy the mountains."

The young man smiled wryly, and said: "Forget it, don't say so much, you are the one who came to the valley in the future these years, I don't think you will be able to get out, and in the days to come, with you to accompany me, I will Maybe it won't be so lonely."

"Come on, I'll help you build a thatched cottage."

The young man led the way to the thatched hut across the lake.

"Let's eat first. After eating, we will start building the house." The young man entered the thatched hut and was busy, bringing out a few dishes after a while.

They are all made of elixir, very light, but fragrant.

"There are no rice or beasts here, only some elixir. Although the taste is bland, it is full of aura, which is helpful for cultivation." The young man smiled and said, "Try it quickly."

Maybe someone entered the valley, but he quickly recovered from the sadness just now, and looked at Ye Xingchen with a smile on his face.

Ye Xingchen didn't move his chopsticks, but stared at the young man. In his eyes, the young man was not a body of flesh and blood, but a skeleton, but he didn't know it.

"You're welcome, eat quickly!" the young man urged.

"Is life and death a dream or an illusion?" Ye Xingchen whispered, as if asking himself or others.

"How could you have such emotion?" The young man was puzzled, then his expression turned cold, and he said, "You don't like my cooking?"

"Oh, everything is in vain!" Ye Xingchen looked at the young man and said, "Your obsession is too deep."

"What obsession, what are you talking about?" The young man looked puzzled, and suddenly he looked at his hands, and found that the flesh and blood in his hands had disappeared, revealing white bones.

"I... I'm already dead." The young man muttered to himself.

In a blink of an eye, the environment changed, and the valley shook violently like a picture scroll. The young man's skeleton suddenly stared at Ye Xingchen grimly, and said, "Why do you remind me that I am dead? Why do you remind me that I am dead? Now that I'm dead, come down and accompany me too!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his bony palm, trying to grab Ye Xingchen's neck.

However, he hadn't touched Ye Xingchen yet, and his bones were turned into ashes, blowing in the wind.

Ye Xingchen stood still, staring at the thatched cottage in front of him.

The thatched hut changed and gradually faded away. An old figure appeared, sitting on the pile of rocks, looked at Ye Xingchen, and said, "Young man, don't go any further, the valley ahead is very dangerous."

The familiar environment, familiar people, familiar voices, and familiar reminders seemed to remind Ye Xingchen that everything he experienced just now was just a dream.

"A very clever method, a powerful illusion, but it's useless to me." Ye Xingchen swung his fist and punched into the air.

Seeing the space as a broken mirror, Ye Xingchen walked out of the gap and found himself at the entrance of Death Valley.

There are no piles of rocks, no old people, everything just now is an illusion.

"I want to see who it is?" Ye Xingchen stepped into Death Valley.

In the valley, the light was dim, the wind was very cold, and the gray fog appeared silently.

"Hmph, the sky is windy!" Ye Xingchen waved his sleeves, and the wind howled, blowing away the gray mist.

The gray fog dissipated, revealing the face of Death Valley.

Ye Xingchen's pupils shrank.

In front of him, there are beautiful valleys, roaring waterfalls, blue lakes, a thatched cottage, and an elixir field.

"Squeak!"

The thatched hut was opened, and a young man walked out with a hoe in hand.

Everything was very familiar, it was everything he had just experienced.

"I'm still in the illusion, just now I just broke the first illusion, and there's the second illusion." Ye Xingchen said to himself.

He shot again, breaking the space.

Outside Death Valley, familiar old people, repeated words.

Ye Xingchen didn't do anything this time, and strode into Death Valley.

The gray mist appeared again, and he returned to the beautiful valley. The environment was the same, and the young man opened the thatched hut and walked out.

"The third illusion?" Ye Xingchen sneered, "How many illusions do you have?"

He shot again to shatter the space.

Then came the fourth illusion.

The fifth illusion.

……

Until the ninth illusion.

"No, I was wrong. The more I shattered the illusion, the deeper I got into it. When the fake is real, the real is also fake." When Ye Xingchen was about to break the space again, he suddenly came to his senses.

This illusion is aimed at him, and it can be arranged by gaining insight into his mind.

The more confident he is, he thinks that as long as he breaks through one layer after another of the illusions, he will be able to get out, that is a trick, he will sink deeper and deeper, and finally get lost in the illusion, thinking that everything in the illusion is true, and what is outside the illusion is false.

"Since when did I fall into the illusion?" Ye Xingchen said to himself, thinking about when he was recruited.

When he came outside Death Valley, he met an old man, and then stepped into the valley, encountered gray fog, and finally the gray fog dissipated, and he appeared in the valley.

Then he broke the illusion and still appeared at the entrance of Death Valley, met the old man, entered the valley again, and repeated the previous round of reincarnation.

"This illusion is a fusion of true and false. The old man and the young are both false. The illusion I shattered is actually not an illusion, but a space."

Ye Xingchen's eyes flickered.

From the beginning of his conversation with the old man, he fell into a hallucination, and then he entered the gray fog he encountered in the death valley. The strange creature attack in the gray fog was real, but the youth he encountered in the beautiful valley was fake.

Ye Xingchen closed his eyes, and his mind fell into a state of nothingness.

When the mind falls into nothingness, it will not be affected by illusions.

Then he acted on instinct and walked forward.

After walking for some time, Ye Xingchen opened his eyes.

He found that he had just stepped through the entrance of Death Valley, and not far from entering Death Valley, there was a blooming blue flower, which was as big as a face, emitting a bewitching blue light.

"Is this blue flower affecting my mind?" Ye Xingchen looked at the blue flower. The blue flower took root on the hillside. There were two corpses lying under the blue flower. Their clothes were rotten, but judging from the bones, one was an old man. One is youth.

Ye Xingchen thought of the old man and young man in the illusion, it should be them.

Blue Flower constructs the illusion based on reality.

"boom!"

Ye Xingchen pointed a finger, and a flame fell on the blue flower, and the blue flower immediately burst into flames, screaming in pain.

The screams were very shrill, and slowly disappeared.

The blue flower was burned to ashes, the surrounding space shook, and a new entrance appeared.

"So this is not the entrance of Death Valley. Although the blue flower can't move, it can affect the environment and space." Ye Xingchen said to himself, and walked towards the entrance of Death Valley.

When he walked into the valley, the blue flowers that had been burned to ashes on the hillside reappeared, blooming very coquettishly.

"Hey!"

At this moment, a sword light flew over, splitting the blue flower into pieces.

"I have known for a long time that the illusion is not so easy to break."

Ye Xingchen stepped forward, holding the White Emperor Sword.

"You saw that my mind was shaking and I was about to leave the illusion, so you secretly lifted the illusion, let me find you, and then let me destroy you, and you set up a second illusion." Ye Xingchen looked at Lan Hua.

"How did you find out?" The blue flower that had been split in half flashed and recovered.

A woman's voice full of resentment, sorrow, and trembling came from the blue stamens, and then I saw a beautiful girl in blue clothes appearing in the stamens, looking at Ye Xingchen, very pitiful .

"Stop pretending, Mishenhua!" Ye Xingchen said lightly.

"Do you know my origin?" The woman on the stamen was slightly surprised, the sadness and pity on her face disappeared, replaced by a kind of indifference, which made the scalp tingle.

"I've read it in ancient books. It said that once the Misty God Flower grows up, it can create illusions that can fascinate even gods. It's very scary." Ye Xingchen said.

It just occurred to him just now that he obtained the book recording the Misty Flower in the Great Void Cave.

The author of that book is Qinghuang.

"Your origin is not simple. Not only can you break through my illusion, but you can also gain insight into my origin." The woman on the stamen said indifferently.

Ye Xingchen looked at Mishenhua and had a bold idea in his heart.

"Aren't you running?" Ye Xingchen stared at Mishenhua.

"Why should I run away?" The woman on the stamen suddenly smiled.

Ye Xingchen felt something was wrong, and the Baidi sword slashed back.

"when!"

The Baidi sword collided with a spear, and the sound of metal was deafening, and the sound spread for hundreds of miles.

The man holding the spear was a middle-aged man, with a burly figure and extraordinary momentum, he turned out to be a false saint.

"You, who are still in your infancy, can control even a false saint." Ye Xingchen was surprised.

Mishenhua is divided into juvenile stage, growth stage, mature stage and perfect stage.

When the Misty Flower reaches maturity, it can create illusions and confuse the true gods. It is an extremely terrifying magic flower.

As for the Misty Flower in its consummation period, Qinghuang didn't record it in the book, or it never appeared.

According to the book, anyone who falls into the illusion created by Misty Flower and cannot break free will become a puppet of Mishen Flower.

There is no limit to the ability of the Misty Flower, so it is called the Magic Flower, a wonder of heaven and earth that coexists with the Heavenly Dao Flower and the Origin Flower.

"A hypocrite doesn't seem to be enough to protect you!" Ye Xingchen shook off the middle-aged hypocrite with a sword, and walked towards Mishenhua.

"Shh!"

A blade of light emerged, bright and sharp, filled with killing intent.

Another false saint, stronger than that middle-aged false saint.

"Two are not enough." Ye Xingchen's sword light moved, bringing out a series of blood flowers, the sword light collapsed, and the false saint was repelled.

"boom!"

The third false saint appeared, a man in armor with sharp eyes, and his every move could tear apart the sky and destroy the earth.

His cultivation base is very strong, infinitely close to the realm of a saint.

The armor on his body is a sacred weapon, resonating with his blood, and launching an earth-shattering attack.

"The third false saint." Ye Xingchen had no expression on his face, and with his sword shining brightly, he collided with the armored man and severely injured him.

"Is there any more?" Ye Xingchen walked down the hillside, looked at Mishenhua, and asked.

The woman on the stamen completely changed color. The three pseudo-saint-level warriors in the air were not the opponents of this peak quasi-sage, and they couldn't even block a single move.

"Explode!" the woman on the stamen whispered.

"If I don't allow it, you can't do it." Ye Xingchen suddenly radiated spirit and forcibly controlled the three false saints.

If the false saints were not controlled by Mishenhua, they would absolutely be uncontrollable with his spiritual power, but they have been controlled by Mishenhua, their mental consciousness is extremely weak, and he can easily break through the sea of ​​consciousness and control them.

"Your strength is so strong, it's enough to control you alone." The woman on the stamen smiled slightly, and illusions appeared one after another, trapping Ye Xingchen in it.

Ye Xingchen looked at the many illusions, smiled coldly, and said: "The trick can only be performed once, let me break it."

(End of this chapter)