Chapter 1537: Thirty Years of Enlightenment (3)

【Lewen】. Alas, for you to read wonderfully.

Ye Xiong understands that the evil replica will definitely not let him have a good life, it is a game between the two, if Ye Xiong is not assimilated by him, the final loss is the replica.

However, the replica has a sense of his body, and no matter where he dodges, he can't escape the replica's tracking, and the replica will definitely use his family and friends to constantly attack him and make him uneasy.

Ye Xiong sat cross-legged on the ground, the figure in front of him froze, and a replica appeared in front of him, looking at him playfully.

"I'll see how long you can keep your heart, I don't believe that you can keep doing this. ”

Ye Xiong closed his eyes, ignored him, and continued to recite the mantra of "Brahma Shenggong".

With a blow of the replica's palm, the fan was opened directly, and a group of people poured in like a tide.

Loved ones, lovers, lovers, friends, all gathered around him.

They kept accusing, saying all sorts of disappointed, abusive, and angry words.

When Ye Yuandong saw him looking like a beggar, he was heartbroken and disappointed, and kept scolding.

In the end, he was angry, suffered a heart attack, and fainted directly to the ground.

Ye Yangyang was anxious, and hurriedly ordered someone to take him to the hospital.

Ye Xiong closed his eyes, didn't even open his eyes, and finally simply blocked the five senses and turned a deaf ear to external affairs.

I don't know how long it was, but when he opened his eyes again, the person in front of him was almost gone.

However, there are still a few women who are standing by their side.

Yang Xinyi, Yang Xiaoqiao, Du Yuehua, An Leer.

They stayed with him, seemingly unwilling to give up on him.

In their hearts, they may feel that they have gone mad, and they have become the person they are now, and they are not ghosts.

Five days later, one night, Ye Xiong finally opened his eyes without being hungry.

As far as I looked, there was only one woman left, and it was his wife.

I wish to win the heart of one person, and turn myself in without separation.

Husband and wife are always the last people waiting by their side.

"Can you tell me, why did you become like this?" Yang Xinyi looked at him persistently.

Ye Xiong really wanted to tell her that this was a dream, everything was fake, and the reason why he did this was just to get away from this dream.

But will she believe it?

This dream is so real that no one will fail to believe it.

Thinking of this, he went out like a walking corpse as if he hadn't heard her, and as if he hadn't seen her.

Yang Xinyi followed him, constantly interrogating, she was sad, crying, tears flowed down her face, exhausted, and finally almost collapsed.

However, Ye Xiong was like a fool, as if he couldn't understand anything.

He left in the air, then found a place to eat, and came back.

When he returned, Yang Xinyi was still in the room, as if he didn't see her, he continued to sit cross-legged on the ground, practicing "Brahma Shenggong".

One month, one year, five years, ten years.

Flowers bloom and fall, spring turns to autumn, and the city is constantly changing.

Later, everyone knew that Ye Xiong was crazy.

The dignified King of Jiangnan, known as the most powerful man on earth, has gone crazy.

Ten years later, no one remembers this man.

I don't know when it started, maybe five years ago, the replica has ceased to appear.

Ye Xiong knew that it wasn't that the replica didn't appear, but that he had completely lost.

Now Ye Xiong's heart is like a rock, and he can't arouse his desires with anything.

The only thing he did now was to recite the sutra and have an epiphany.

One flower, one world, one tree, one Bodhi.

Twenty years have passed.

Ye Xiong had already comprehended more than a dozen sentences of the mantra of the "Brahma Shenggong", and the earth vitality he absorbed also greatly increased his golden vitality, far exceeding the ice vitality and fire vitality.

Cultivation is also in the late stage of building the truth, and there is a faint sense of breakthrough.

Finally, one day, he looked up to the sky and howled, and couldn't help but shout.

Above his body, golden light rose to the sky, and a golden Buddha phantom appeared behind him.

"It's ...... Buddha statue dharma image. ”

Ye Xiong looked at the huge magic phase above his head, and was immediately shocked and surprised.

As a cultivator, everyone understands what the Faxiang represents.

That is a symbol of strength, and only a very powerful supernatural power can be condensed into a dharma phase.

These supernatural powers can be sword moves or exercises. Since coming to the cultivation realm, Ye Xiong has only seen the law phase once, and that is the sword aspect that the Netherworld uses the Netherworld Sword to cast. He didn't expect that one day he would be able to cultivate the Fa Phase, and it would also be the Dharma Phase.

This means that the power of his Brahmanic Saint Skill has advanced to an advanced level.

"After twenty years of enlightenment, I finally succeeded in cultivating the second layer of the "Brahmanic Sacred Gong", and at the same time, I also successfully broke through to the peak of the construction period. ”

"It's not in vain that I have been in vain for the past 20 years, and I have endured all the vicissitudes of life. ”

"This illusion is about to be broken, right?"

Ye Xiong stood up and looked around, but there was no change in the surroundings, as always.

"I've survived twenty years, the illusion hasn't been broken, I'll stay up again, one day outside, ten years here, it's a big deal that I stay here for a hundred years, that is, ten days. ”

Ye Xiong walked over, picked up the rice plate on the ground, and ate it.

As soon as he finished eating, a figure walked in, and it was Yang Xinyi.

Twenty years have passed, she is forty or fifty years old, her youth is gone, she has gray hair on her head, and she has wrinkles on her face.

She just glanced at Ye Xiong, then sat down next to her and looked at Ye Xiong.

Ye Xiong ignored her, walked out, and came to the edge of the city, next to the ban.

Yang Xinyi still followed him and came to the side of the ban.

"Twenty years, you don't say a word, like the walking dead, and everyone around you thinks you're crazy, but I know you're not crazy. You must have some kind of suffering, that's why you deliberately pretend to be like this. Yang Xinyi muttered.

Ye Xiong performed the Brahmanic Sacred Skill, and the golden light converged on his fingers, and began to train and engrave inscriptions on top of the prohibition.

He has already cultivated to the second level, and his cultivation has also reached the late stage of foundation building, and he has reached his goal, and now he is going to start learning the forbidden inscription.

The forbidden inscription is the most difficult inscription to cultivate, and if there are no ten or eight years, he can't learn it at all, so he just took the opportunity to learn it.

"Bufan is twenty-three years old, he was admitted to the best university, his grades are very good, and he is also very smart......"

"Today he brought a girlfriend home, she is very beautiful, I really hope that we can have a meal together......"

Yang Xinyi sobbed softly, and two lines of clear tears flowed down her cheeks.

Ye Xiong put his finger on the prohibition and cast it a few times, but he still couldn't get the point.

The difficulty of this forbidden inscription is really frustrating.

Fortunately, he has a lot of time, and he can only learn slowly.

The people passing by around all looked at the two stupidly, pointing and pointing.

These two people, one is a richly dressed lady, and the other is a beggar with tattered clothes, long hair and a shawl, and a large beard, and these two people stand together, which makes people have a great contrast.

"Seeing that madman, he is Ye Xiong. ”

"What, he's the owner of the Hunter Bodyguard Company?"

"No, he was a famous figure in Jiangnan at the beginning, extremely romantic, with countless beauties around him, envious of the dead, who would have thought that one day he would end up like this. ”

"This is called, how romantic you are, how miserable you are. ”

......

For these similar words, Ye Xiong had long been numb.

In the blink of an eye, another decade has passed.

Ye Xiong stayed in the illusion for thirty years.