The sun gradually recedes and the moonlight becomes stronger.

The streets of Huaiji Port.

Kunlun Bing knelt down with blurred eyes and cried towards the majestic figure at the end of the long street: "My son is unfilial! I have been in trouble for thirty years and achieved nothing. Now I have to give away even the treasure of inheritance. But that man is just lying.

If you can get him..."

call--

As the cold wind blew, that majestic figure actually arrived in front of Kunlun Bing. He was a thin old man with a haggard face and bloody eyes. He pointed at Kunlun Bing and said sternly: "How dare you say this? That inheritance

The treasure has been sacrificed since the founding of the country by Taizu! The kings of all dynasties have carefully protected it! Even when the country was destroyed, I never let it go. How dare you, a rebellious son, take the initiative to give it away?"

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

In the sky, the masculine energy is gradually disappearing, the yin energy is getting stronger and stronger, and the moonlight is flourishing!

at this time.

"When you became emperor, tens of millions of people and tens of thousands of powerful forces were destroyed, but you allowed him to bear the pain of destruction alone, and it was unreasonable to ask him to be reborn surrounded by tens of thousands of spirits from the cultivating nations.

How difficult is it to found a motherland? But we can’t even decide on a single inherited treasure! It can be said that we both want and want, and rights and obligations are completely unequal!"

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

"Taoist Master Xuyanzi?"

Chen Yuan smiled at him, walked into the wind, his robes fluttering, and his fingertips pointed towards the majestic figure.

Then he saw Changhong shooting out from Chen Yuan's fingertips, like a tornado, tearing apart the long street, swallowing up the shops, and shattering the majestic figure with it!

It is neither the ruins after a house collapses, nor the nothingness after the magical power is destroyed.

In an instant, everything in front of Kunlun Bing became blank, as if the contents 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 your heart is depressed, the scene will reflect it." He looked around, "We have fallen into a formation.

In this formation, this formation can draw out the scenery of the human heart, covering it layer by layer, turning the imaginary into reality."

Kunlun Bing was horrified: "Have we fallen into the formation? No wonder I suddenly lost my senior and saw my father." As he spoke, he looked ashamed, "Actually, at the beginning, I saw my father.

The emperor was born again and knew it was a lie, but somehow he gradually fell into it."

"Anyone who can deceive people's hearts is doing what they want, and the deceived have their own desires. In the mortal world, many people are not even monks, but mortal bodies can deceive many people with just a few words, not to mention magic skills.

Illusion? For an illusion like the one in front of you, the caster has to practice for at least decades, hundreds of years, and use the treasures of the immortal family to take shape. There is no shame in being confused by such a scene."

Kunlun Bing was startled.

Chen Yuan said again: "I didn't just do it casually. At your age, you can work for one thing forever, and you will not change your mind because of the hope of hiding in power, and you will not be changed by the power of the immortal way. You can be regarded as persevering and not in danger."

If there is chaos, there will be many people in the world who are not as good as you, why should you blame yourself and be afraid?"

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

From all directions, the breeze blows, the Yang Qi revives, and the moonlight trembles and recedes towards the horizon. However, Chen Yuan reaches out to grab it, and the rolling moonlight immediately separates and is caught in his hand!

When Kunlun Bing saw it, he asked carefully: "Senior, what is this?"

Chen Yuan said with a smile: "This formation is particularly mysterious. It uses the five elements to project the realm of the mind, forming an illusory realm and an afterimage of the past, thus disturbing people's hearts and reversing the life and death of Yin and Yang. If your mind is confused and indulged, the Yang Qi will decline and the Yin Qi will decline.

It breeds, and eventually life and death are reversed. If the mind dies, the body will die! You were just blinded by illusions and your mind was weak, causing the yang energy in this layer of the realm 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 mind is also death." Chen Yuan said in his mouth, and pulled the ray of light around his wrist, "However, this method of cultivation in the Chen world, especially the tripod

There are many paths in Yuan Xiaojie that involve matters of state of mind, but there is one thing that cannot be avoided. If what I expected is correct, the core of this formation..."

Kunlun Bing saw this and asked suspiciously: "Senior, is this what you want?"

Chen Yuan then said: "I am in the formation, and the person setting up the formation is behind the scenes. He has gathered all the people in the city into the formation. Everyone's mind can become a layer of illusion, wrapped up and overlaid layer by layer, and the real world is formed.

If you tear through the layers to find him, you will be exhausted and you won't be able to find him. However, no matter which layer you are on, there is a thought connected with the mind of the organizer. As long as you follow this thought, you can naturally go straight to Huanglong!

"

Kunlun Bing looked a little uneasy, hesitated for a moment, and said: "This person can open a large formation in the eight sects, and he is so strange. If everyone can really become a mind realm, then he can really be called a magical power."

Guang Guang, senior went there rashly..."

Chen Yuan squinted his eyes and whispered: "The realm of illusion can be like reality, almost turning reality into reality, and can blur the truth and falsehood. That is a mystery that can only be mastered in the realm of returning to virtuality..." As he spoke, he put his hands together,

Set the seal.

That ray of light wrapped around Chen Yuan's hands; two outer elixirs flew out and lingered in his hands; a bit of yin and yang energy penetrated between the two palms; and the halo of misfortune loomed behind him.

"Returning to the Void?" Kunlun Bing was startled, "Isn't that the legendary realm that is still above the True Lord of God Refining? Is it a supreme realm that cannot be achieved except by adhering to the order of the Star Lord?!"

Chen Yuan suddenly turned his head and looked at him: "Returning to the void is the legendary state? Adhering to the order of Lord Xing?" He smiled freely, "After this incident, I have to ask about it carefully..."

Before he finished speaking, Chen Yuan's death energy rolled out, and all of them converged towards the light!

Buzz!

Amidst the trembling sound, the light suddenly trembled. After being replenished by the death energy, it suddenly expanded, bloomed with infinite brilliance, then gathered towards the horizon and flew away!

Chen Yuan connected with it and flew out together. In an instant, he was thousands of miles away. In the blink of an eye, he was at the horizon and saw the cracks behind the layers of clouds!

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

"This scene is very similar to the small world cracks in the Palace of the Void King, which seems to further confirm my guess. The Void Flame Bell may also be one of the top-grade magic weapons that carries the nine great magical powers of the fairyland!"

When the thought fell, he followed the light to the depths of the cracks, and found a simple copper door across the horizon!

The door leaf is full of antiquity and history, with dense reliefs.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The closer you get, the more you can hear sounds, like...

"Heartbeat?"

"Ouch——"

Chen Yuan thought about it here, and the bronze door there was shaking in fear, and twisted faces shot out from the door reliefs one after another, teeth and claws showing, eliciting endless distracting thoughts!

Inner demon!

"As expected! Since we are in Dingyuan and it involves the state of mind, how can we not have inner demons?"

Chen Yuan laughed, made seals with his hands, and his eyes suddenly went dark!

The starry sky expanded behind him, his twisted face flickered in the stars, and he rushed towards the inner demons of the whole family!

It is 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 an ancient Taoist temple standing on the street.

Green tiles and red walls, bamboo forest leads to tranquility.

There was a man holding a bamboo broom and sweeping away.

Every time he swiped, several cracks spread out!

Outside the Taoist temple, Lin Xiangjuan, Jingxuan, Ma Yuanzhong, Zhang Zhuang and other seventeen inner disciples of the Eight Sects had their hands and feet bent, their torsos curled up, turning into a personal ball, rolling back and forth while waving the broom, constantly making pitiful screams

.

Sounds of scolding are coming from the horizon——

"Submit! Submit! Submit!"

"Return to the yin-yang view and offer the key to the divine treasure!"

"Return to the Five Elements Temple and present the treasures of Qishan!"

…

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

Lin Xiangjuan screamed and roared, filled with panic and fear.

"Dishonest, dishonest, dishonest..."

The Taoist sweeper suddenly stopped and raised his head suddenly, revealing a twisted face. It seemed like five faces squeezed together, five noses, five mouths, and ten eyes with rolling eyes distributed all over the face.

!

"Don't want to say? Don't want to say? Don't dare to say? Du Ruji is dead, and Xia Xia has no return. The eight great sects have no future. If they don't surrender, they will be annihilated!"

"What? What do you mean? The alliance leader is dead?" Zhang Zhuang and others kept breaking apart. They were in extreme pain, but they couldn't stop the shock in their hearts, "That's nonsense!"

Snap!

The sweeper waved his hand, and the head of the Red Blood Sect Master rolled down in the courtyard!

"Fake!"

Several inner disciples screamed!
To be continued...