Chapter 232 or Fantasy?

"How can I be an illusion?"

Seeing that Ye Qingyan actually doubted himself, Ling Lao seemed to have been insulted. He roared excitedly, "The world is a little strange, but after all, I have lived for millions of years. How can I deceive me?"

"Uh..."

Ye Qingyan was stunned. He didn't expect Ling Lao to be so excited. He frowned and said, "It's just suspicious. There's no need to be so excited, or say...!" Ye Qingyan paused slightly and said in a condensed voice, "Or do you say that there is a ghost in your heart?"

"The ghost with farts!"

The old man seemed to be really angry and roared, "Kid, you suspect that I am an insult to me. The Buddha Emperor's cultivation was not bad in life, but if he died, he died. Even if he was born, he was a pile of dead bones after death. How can this illusion make me do it?"

Ye Qingyan nodded solemnly and said, "I also think so. With your cultivation and identity, if you really fall into the illusion of the Buddha Emperor, it will be really humiliating!"

"Uh... I can't say that. This Buddha's cultivation was definitely proud of the heroes before his death, and even touched the seal of the extinction of heaven. Even if the magic power is not there after death, it is not easy to provoke. Even if I am hit, it is not shameful!"

Ling Lao seemed to choked, and then hesitated. The language was not unknown, which seemed to be quite embarrassing.

"Hmm!"

A smile flashed in Ye Qingyan's eyes, nodded seriously, and said, "It seems that it's not that you are incompetent, but this late Buddha emperor. His cultivation is so horrible that it caused you to be tricked!"

"Nonsense!"

The old man was extremely excited and shouted, "Who said I was tricked!" I'm just... just careless!"

Ye Qingyan said solemnly, "I know that you are a peerless master. You are perfect and invincible in ancient times, but the so-called people have made mistakes and horses have lost their hoofs. You don't need to defend if you occasionally lose your hoofs, right?"

Although Ye Qingyan looked solemn and his tone was also very sincere, there was a sense of ridiculing no matter how he heard what he said.

"You boy..."

Ling Lao smiled bitterly: "I was indeed lost. This Buddha emperor was indeed very human, and the illusion created was true and false. Even I took a lot of effort to come out!"

"That's good. We finally figured it out. If we are still in the fantasy, how can we compete for the Buddha's relic?" Ye Qingyan breathed a sigh of relief and said gladly.

"Hmm! We?"

Ling Lao snorted coldly and said disdainfully, "You misunderstood what I meant. I broke free from the fantasy with my ability, but I didn't say that you were also out of the fantasy!"

"You mean, I'm still in a fantasy?"

Ye Qingyan's face changed dramatically, and he was still trapped in the environment. How horrible is this fantasy!

"No!"

Ye Qingyan seemed to remember something and shouted softly, "Since I'm in a fantasy, why can you communicate with me? Didn't you say that you have been out of the fantasy!"

Although Ye Qingyan was shocked, he did not lose his mind. After a little thought about it, he figured out the key and asked in a fixed voice.

"This is the horror of the fantasy!" Ling Lao said in a low voice, "False is true and false, and falsehood are born with each other. In other words, illusory and reality are in one thought!"

"What's the solution?" Ye Qingyan frowned, and Ling Lao said too general, which stunned him.

"You are in a fantasy world, but you don't know that even if you walk in the fantasy world, you still think it is the real world. In fact, this fantasy is indeed the same as the real world. If you are killed in the environment, you will definitely die in reality!"

"How to crack it?" Ye Qingyan frowned and asked, "It is not difficult to understand that the reality is born with each other, dies in the fantasy, and must die in reality.

"This fantasy is quite unique. It can lead to the desire and fantasy in your heart and make it infinitely enlarged!"

Speaking of this, he was shocked and said in surprise: "Speaking of which, I'm a little surprised. You are indeed not vulgar and can contain the desire in your heart. Although you still leaked a little in the end, you are already proud enough!"

"You mean...cultivation?" Ye Qingyan hesitated.

"Not bad!" Ling Lao said slowly, "Kid, what do you want to do most in your heart now!"

"Improve your cultivation, return to the Forbidden City, and kill Ye Jiuxiao!" Ye Qingyan's eyes suddenly became cold and said lightly.

"The most important thing is to improve your cultivation. If you change others and fall into this fantasy, I'm afraid you will fall into endless illusions and fantasize that you are invincible in the world, but it is not easy for you to fantasize that your cultivation has been improved four heavens!"

Ling Lao was a little surprised: "Even in the fantasy, you can still stick to your heart, which is very good!"

What Ling Lao said is not false. It is really not easy to maintain his heart in the fantasy created by the Buddha Emperor, not to mention the deep obsession in Ye Qingyan's heart!

"What's the use of saying this at this time?" Ye Qingyan shook his head and said, "How can I crack the fantasy?"

If you don't crack the fantasy, you can't get the Buddha's relic, which is the key!

"It's very simple!"

Ling Lao said lightly, "When your cultivation is restored, it means that the fantasy is cracked!"

The cultivation of the seven heavens of the spiritual realm is made in the illusion. If you want to break the illusion, you can only get out by breaking all the illusions generated by the illusion.

Ye Qingyan meditated, and then said in a low voice, "So... I will have hallucinations next!"

"Hmm!"

Ling Lao nodded: "The only thing you can do is that no matter who is standing in front of you, you will burst with one punch and your hallucination will disappear!"

"Whoever it is?"

Ye Qingyan muttered, his eyes were a little hazy, but it was difficult to hide the breathtaking sharpness.

"Okay, next, I'm Ye Qingyan, who has no feelings, is a machine that only knows killing!" Ye Qingyan became extremely indifferent in an instant, his eyes were cold, and his breath was cold, like a ten-thousand-year iceberg, cold to the bone.

"Hahaha, the cold-blooded and ruthless Ye Qingyan, I'm also looking forward to it!"

Ling Lao laughed and said, in his heart, although Ye Qingyan is talented and not vulgar, he is too soft-hearted after all. He can't afford to take it and can't let go of emotional matters. This kind of indecisive personality is a big drawback after all. Even if it doesn't appear now, it will bring a devastating blow to him in the future!

Ling Lao sees these, but he has never mentioned them to Ye Qingyan, because he knows that Ye Qingyan is resolute and will not be easily influenced by others, and there are some things that can only be gradually understood through ups and downs and thorns, pain and grinding can he really promote his rapid growth.

This is true for both emotional matters and people.

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The next day, afternoon.

"Bum!"

Ye Qingyan punched out and knocked Bai Qingyu down the cliff. His eyes were always cold without any fluctuation.

"Illusion, want to lie to me! Humph!"

Bai Qingyu, who plummeted, was full of incredible pain and incomprehension. It seemed that until now, he still did not believe that Ye Qingyan would kill him without mercy.

Looking at Bai Qingyu, who disappeared, Ye Qingyan's eyes did not fluctuate at all. In just one day, he met many people, Chenxi, Su Muyue, Lie Wuzhu, Aotian, Shen Feiyan... Whether it was an enemy or a friend, Ye Qingyan was cold-blooded and had no usual gentleness.

Ye Qingyan even encountered Li Tian. At that time, he was overjoyed and thought that he had finally broken the fantasy. Unexpectedly, he finally realized that Qizhongtian's cultivation was still there. He was instantly angry and killed Li Tian with a sword.

That's not all.

He encountered Long Xiao, Shen Lianzhou, and even Ye Qingfeng, until there were eight people, leaving only the last Xuan Yuge, which he had not met yet!

These eight people are all handsome heroes. Ye Qingyan tried his best to defeat them. In fact, if Ye Qingyan hadn't been in a fantasy and had seven heavens cultivation, it was not certain whether he was still alive or not!

"The last one!" Ye Qingyan's eyes bloomed and muttered, "As long as I kill you, I must be able to take the Buddha's relithra!"

Ye Qingyan's eyes are cold, and he also understands that the purpose of this mysterious space is probably to choose the best!

Only the best person is qualified to receive the precious Buddha reliquy!

"Wo!"

At this moment, Ye Qingyan's eyes changed, and an elegant white shadow flashed out of thin air...

"Finally appeared, as long as you are killed, everything will be over..." Ye Qingyan's eyes narrowed slightly, and a thrilling cold light flashed and muttered to himself.