Chapter 119: Buddha Illusion
Just as he entered the huge underground cave, Ye Chunyang suddenly felt a hot spiritual power coming from his body, and the floating dust bead became unstable.
Looking back, he was shocked.
He saw dozens of jade pillars around the ancient pagoda array with floating light, rising from the ground and turning into a miniature magic array.
Ye Chunyang was shocked. Although he had studied the art of formation, this ancient array was extremely complicated. He could not understand its mystery for a while, and he did not expect that this array would suddenly lose control.
Seeing the magic array shooting at him, Ye Chunyang secretly felt the danger and hurriedly avoided it without thinking.
However, the ancient pagoda array seemed to have spiritual perception, and it locked his figure and approached. The speed was so fast that it was afraid that it would not take any spell to cast instantly.
Ye Chunyang was shocked.
But before he could make any move, he saw the ancient array "whoosh" and drilled directly into the floating dust bead in his Qiankun bag.
The incident happened in a flash, and it returned to calm in the blink of an eye.
Ye Chunyang was stunned, and took out the floating dust bead from the Qiankun bag. He saw that the originally gray aura seemed to have a hint of obscure golden light, and the lines inside were clearer, as if some defects in the past were finally perfected at this moment.
"Could it be that this floating dust bead was originally integrated with the ancient stupa formation?"
Ye Chunyang touched his chin and thought of the ancient dragon prisoner flag.
The ancient dragon prisoner flag is also an ancient treasure. The ancients had great means to refine talismans and set up formations in magic weapons, and the ancient dragon prisoner flag is one of them.
At present, the ancient stupa formation and the floating dust bead are integrated together, most likely it is also a magic weapon with a magic formation.
Ye Chunyang was delighted. He had just seen the power of the ancient stupa formation. If he could control it, he would have another way to deal with the enemy.
Seeing that Green Beard and Lian Feng were anxious to cross the giant cave, they obviously had not noticed the abnormality here, which made Ye Chunyang even more delighted.
On the surface, these two people were afraid that he controlled the entrance to the secret realm, so they were willing to cooperate, but this relationship would break down after discovering the ancient treasure. At that time, the two of them would definitely join hands to deal with him.
Just now, he could only open and close the ancient pagoda formation, but now this formation is really in his hands and can be controlled at will. Even if he really starts fighting, Ye Chunyang has the weight to restrain them.
From being coerced at the beginning, to controlling the situation later, and then completely occupying the advantageous side, Ye Chunyang can be said to be clever and put himself in a desperate situation to survive.
With a sneer, he did not change his expression and followed the two silently.
Green Beard and Mo Lianfeng would never have thought that Ye Chunyang would gradually take control of the situation step by step.
At this moment, all they thought about was that after passing through this underground black hole, they would be able to see the spiritual ancient treasure. How powerful would this ancient magic weapon with spiritual power be?
This underground cave is deep and endless, but when walking in it, Ye Chunyang found that there was no earth-attributed spiritual energy on the ground. Instead, there was some strange power that was constantly twisting, as if paving the way for them.
Although he could not detect it with his spiritual sense, Ye Chunyang could guess through his experience that this twisting power was mostly the teleportation power of the ancient stupa formation, so he did not resist and let this power carry him, as did the Green Beard and Lian Feng beside him.
Not long after, a ray of light came in front of him.
Ye Chunyang raised his head, but he felt a flash of light in front of him in a trance.
He suddenly felt something was wrong, and looked around, but there was no one around him!
Green Beard and Lian Feng disappeared!
Ye Chunyang's heart sank. These two people had the dangers of mountains and rivers in their hearts, and they were deep in their hearts. They would never be willing to let him go. Could it be that they found some clues and left this place in advance?
Or did the ancient stupa formation deviate and teleport them separately?
Ye Chunyang's face was cold. No matter what the situation was, it was extremely disadvantageous to him.
He thought the situation was in his hands, but he didn't expect that he was still careless.
After calming down the gloom in his heart, Ye Chunyang stood in place and looked around.
Unlike the darkness before, this place was full of light, but there was no building, and there was no concept of heaven and earth. There was only a simple silver space, with no end in sight and no way to find the way back.
It seemed that he appeared here out of thin air.
A dark light flashed in Ye Chunyang's eyes. Could it be that this place was the place where Guanglingzi collected the ancient spiritual treasure?
Why is it so empty and lifeless?
"Chunyang! Do you know your mistake?!"
At this moment, Ye Chunyang suddenly heard a cold shout in his ears, the sound was like thunder, full of majesty.
Ye Chunyang's heart was shocked.
This voice was a little familiar...
He raised his head suddenly, and a middle-aged couple appeared in front of him. The man had an ordinary appearance and wore a rough linen shirt of a mortal cook.
The woman beside him was also dressed simply, but her smile was gentle, and she looked at Ye Chunyang with a bit of pity and doting.
Looking at this middle-aged couple, Ye Chunyang's body trembled suddenly, as if some softness in his heart was pierced, and his eyes were a little red.
"Dad, Mom..."
Ye Chunyang opened his mouth, as if he had a lot to say, but only these two hoarse words came out.
The two people in front of him were his parents who gave birth to him and raised him. He could no longer remember what they looked like, but now seeing them again, it seemed as if the memories of his childhood around the two old people happened yesterday.
Since he entered the immortal path, Ye Chunyang's heart has been stronger than gold, and nothing can shake his will, but people are not plants, who can be heartless.
The long-lost parents appeared in front of him again, and even if he was determined, he couldn't help but feel a wave of emotion.
"Chunyang, do you know your mistake?"
Father Ye's face was stern, and he repeated what he had just said and questioned Ye Chunyang.
Ye Chunyang was confused and asked his father: "I don't know what I did wrong?"
"My Ye family has been the cooks of the Su family for generations, and the eldest daughter brought you into the immortal gate, but you secretly planned to fight against them! Do you admit this mistake?!" Father Ye said angrily.
But before he finished speaking, a blunt sword suddenly pierced through the eyebrows of Father Ye, and his body turned into broken light and dissipated.
At the same time, the three-flavor true fire ignited on the blunt sword, and it slashed down diagonally at Mother Ye next to it, burning her body.
Ye Chunyang's eyes were red, and his sword-holding hand was shaking.
But in just a moment, his eyes regained clarity, and he put away the Mingwang Sword and walked forward steadily.
Since Ye Chunyang could remember, his parents had passed away. How did he know that Su Xueyuan took him to cultivate immortality?
Obviously, this place is an illusion, which targets people's inner weaknesses and makes people have fantasies. If the mind is not strong, they will sink into it and cannot extricate themselves.
Just now, his father questioned whether this matter was right or wrong. Ye Chunyang believed that he was not wrong. Su Xueyuan brought him into the immortal gate, but she had other intentions. Since the other party was unkind, why should he foolishly work for her.
But although he imagined so in his heart, he still hesitated when he held the sword just now. It takes great courage and faith for a person to cut off the inner ties with his own hands. If he is not determined, he may not be able to get out of the inner demon.
Ye Chunyang smiled bitterly to himself. It seems that his mind still needs to be honed.
Taking a deep breath, he put aside the distracting thoughts in his heart and continued to move forward. This illusion space contains too many weirdness. He must find a way out, otherwise he will be trapped here forever.
Just as he took two steps, a phantom flashed in front of him again. They were beautiful fairies, wearing gauze, making seductive postures, showing their gracefulness.
There were even a few mature and charming women with resentful faces, walking towards him barefoot slowly, their autumn eyes seemed to be looking at their long-awaited lover, and before they approached him, the veil on their bodies had already slipped off.
Such a gentle place, I am afraid that any man in the world would be unable to move his feet when he saw it, even a mind as firm as Ye Chunyang, seeing this fragrant scene, he couldn't help but raise some evil fire, but soon he became indifferent, and after feasting his eyes, he sacrificed a few fire talismans to burn the illusion in front of him clean.
After the scene just now, Ye Chunyang's mood became more and more stable, how could a mere appearance confuse him?
But just when he was about to move forward again, suddenly a voice stopped him.
"Ye Ting... are you willing to stay for me?"
A call that was both strange and familiar to Ye Chunyang, after it came to him, his heart moved, and he turned around and saw a familiar face.
Her appearance was still so beautiful, her temperament was still so extraordinary, and only she knew the pseudonym she had used before.
At this time, Luo Qingcheng undressed with a pair of slender hands, revealing a delicate body as white as mutton-fat jade, and walked towards him with endless tenderness in her eyes.
"I didn't expect that you also exist in my inner demon?"
Ye Chunyang smiled bitterly. This place can refer to the memory and ties in people's hearts and turn into inner demons. He thought that he and Luo Qingcheng were just a fleeting fate, but he didn't expect that he had such a deep impression of her. If he couldn't get rid of her, his future path of cultivation would be hindered by it.
Without looking at the infinitely beautiful scenery, Ye Chunyang swung his sword and turned away.
Love between men and women, wind and frost sword, too much nostalgia will only burden them.
Ye Chunyang never thought that he was a great saint with no desires, but before he got the Tao, no one and nothing could be more important than improving his cultivation.
Even if he had a little obsession with Luo Qingcheng in his heart, he had to have enough strength to realize it.
Walking in this space that seems to have no beginning and end, people will unconsciously feel confused. Along the way, illusions kept appearing in front of Ye Chunyang, but he always insisted on his original intention, just like his belief in seeking the truth, which never wavered.
I don’t know how many illusions he killed and how many struggles he experienced. Finally, a vast land appeared in front of him, on which there were several connected stone halls. The doors of the halls were closed, emitting an astonishing spiritual pressure.
"I think this is the real secret realm of ancient treasures, but I don’t know which of these many stone halls is the place where Guanglingzi collected the spiritual ancient treasures?"
Ye Chunyang raised his head and looked around. Just as he was about to investigate carefully, there was a wave around him, and several figures were teleported out.
It was Qing Huzi, Lian Feng and others.
However, seeing their embarrassed appearance, their number was less than half of the previous one. Obviously, they suffered a great loss in the illusion.
Seeing Ye Chunyang appear here first, the two were surprised at first, and then became solemn.