As Ye Chengcheng probed his divine thoughts into the token at a specific frequency according to the record on the token, he found a controller to choose from in it, if he didn't probe at that specific frequency, he was afraid that he wouldn't even be able to see the shadow of the controller. And according to the token records, the control frequency of each of these stone chambers is different, and this kind of ghostly technology is probably only seen by Shushan.

In addition to being amazed, Ye Qingcheng opened the illusion with the intensity of the first gear, although he quickly closed his eyes, but the darkness in front of his 9 eyes still suddenly brightened, and the whole person also came to a strange place with a whirlwind.

When he opened his eyes, he saw a familiar ceiling emerging from the depths of his memory, and the familiar chirping of insects outside the room.

"Hey, hey, it's not so cliché. Ye Qingcheng couldn't help muttering to himself.

Although he felt dizzy just now, as if he was about to faint, he was still able to maintain a certain amount of self with the coolness that arose in his sea of divine thoughts. This is the benefit of the double insurance of Fu Seal and Fu Demon Mirror, if one of them is missing, although he can still maintain self-control, but he must not be as absolute self-control as now, no, it can even be said that he can do whatever he wants, for him now, this illusion is only equivalent to a dream that can be experienced personally, but after staying in this dream for a long time, the mood will be improved, which is the purpose of his coming here.

Turning over and sitting up, he sensed it slightly, and sure enough, both the strength of his body and his reflexes were only at the level of a few years ago, not much higher than that of ordinary mortals. Try the Divine Thoughts again, just as he expected, this body has no Divine Thoughts Sea at all, and naturally it can't release the Divine Thoughts, and it seems that there is no spiritual root, after all, Ye Saburo himself has no spiritual root, which is a fact that cannot be changed.

But this is normal, if I could be as powerful as I am now a few years ago, I am afraid that the title will not be "the first sword in Chang'an" but "the first sword in the world", haha.

The long shirt placed next to the bed was a familiar set of fast catching uniforms, and seeing this uniform again after more than a year couldn't help but make him feel a lot of emotion, how long had they been apart, but it gave him an extremely distant feeling. Of course, this is because the span from the mortal world to the cultivation realm is too large, and he has the illusion of one day in the sky and one year in the ground, but he has to admit that the time when he was doing fast fishing in Chang'an was really too far away.

This especially reminded him that most cultivators retreat for one hundred and eighty years at every turn, and compared to those times, his year and a half was nothing at all.

"Third Young Master, Third Young Master, are you up? At this time, there was a sudden knock on the door, this voice was of course familiar to him, it was Xiaoliu who often came to wake him up.

However, what made him a little confused by the second monk was that what did Xiao Liu say just now? Master and Madame? When did they have a wife in the Ye family in Chang'an? Not to mention that his mother died when he was a child, and his father has not remarried until now, where is the wife?

Could it be ...... Ye Chengcheng's heart suddenly sprung up with countless expectations, even though he knew that this was in an illusion, he was still a little difficult to extricate himself, not for anything else, just because he missed his mother in his heart.

"I'll come, you go and get busy first. After sending Xiao Liu away, Ye Tingcheng hurriedly put on his uniform and rushed to the lobby.

As soon as he arrived in the lobby and stepped into one foot, Ye Tingcheng's eyes were a little moist, and he saw a person sitting on two chairs in the lobby, one of them was his father Ye Tianzheng, but what surprised him was that this father was a little surprised by the father in his impression. The father in this fantasy world is not as raunchy as he remembers, and even a little sloppy, but polite and quite bookish, yes, if his mother is not dead, of course his father is like this.

On the other chair sat a young woman, in her thirties, with a beautiful face, exactly like the paintings he had seen on the walls of his home.

"Father, what's the matter?" Although he wanted to throw himself into his mother's arms and cry, the cool feeling in his heart kept reminding him that this was just an illusion, so he didn't make any unusual moves.

"Look at you, you're all getting better and better, and you're still sleeping in your own room, what kind of body has you become! If it weren't for my personal relationship with Yang Shilang, you would have packed up your bed and been brought back. Ye Tianzheng looked very angry, which made Ye Tiancheng a little embarrassed, because when he was doing fast fishing, if there was no big thing, it was true that he fished for three days and dried his nets for two days, but now that he thinks about it, it is really immature.

If he can be given the opportunity to return to that time, he will definitely do a good job of catching him, with his ability at that time, in addition to being famous in the rivers and lakes, he should also be able to gain the favor of the above, if he does a better job, and starts with Yang Shenjin's relationship, he may be able to attract Li Longji's attention. As long as he is not as high-profile as Ye Saburo was before, and he is trying to win over interpersonal relationships everywhere, Li Longji will inevitably take a fancy to himself, even if he is like Bai Lingfeng, he can be the commander of the military aircraft directly under the emperor, and his own strength is even greater, doesn't he also have a certain opportunity?

Anyway, it's just an illusion.,Then you might as well take this opportunity to enjoy it.,I used to be a little too prodigal.,It's better to be a law-abiding good catcher in this fantasy.,It's no longer as pure as before.,Half is a ranger.,Half is a catch.。

"Hey, husband, don't say that, San Lang, young man, always young and vigorous, what's the harm of being a little profligate?"

"Okay, since your mother intercedes with you, then forget it, you hurry up and finish breakfast and go to Yang Shilang's house, he will take you into the palace in the afternoon. ”

"What are you doing in the palace?" Ye Tingcheng looked inexplicable, because there was no such thing in his memory, and he had no experience of entering the palace with Yang Shilang at all, it seems that these should be conjured by illusions, and even things that are not there can be made as if they were real, but thinking about it, even his mother and father can be conjured up, what else is impossible.

Although everyone is a resident at the foot of the Son of Heaven and passes by the gate of the palace all day long, Ye Chengcheng has never entered the palace before he was accepted by Yin Shifei as a disciple of Xunlongmen.