From the eyes and anxious and worried faces of Duanmu Batian and Sikong Nan, it can be seen how hopeful they are, and the moment their eyes opened, they saw Zhang Zichen coming out of the undersea illusion.

However, every time they closed their eyes and opened them again, they found that the hole was very quiet.

Except for the film-like enchantment at the entrance of the cave, there was nothing else, let alone Zhang Zichen's shadow.

Sikong Nan looked anxious, opened his eyes, looked at the entrance of the cave, and then looked at Duanmu Batian.

At this time, Duanmu Batian also opened his eyes.

At that moment, Sikong Nan blamed himself very much: "Uncle Duanmu, it has been ten years and three months since Senior Brother Duan entered the undersea illusion realm. That is to say, the master and brother have been in it for more than 37,000 days, and they have been co-authoring for more than 100 years, and he ...... Will he not be able to get out?"

"Nonsense!" However, hearing Sikong Nan's words, Duanmu Batian said angrily, "For a master of the late stage realm of Da Luo Jin Immortal, it has only been more than a hundred years in it, what kind of time is this? Have you forgotten how long it took Senior Uncle Xiao to enter it in the first place? In the real world alone, it took you Senior Uncle Xiao a full four hundred years. ”

Of course, Sikong Nan is very clear about this.

It's just that Zhang Zichen walked away from him, and at that time, if Sikong Nan insisted a little longer, maybe he would be able to stop Zhang Zichen.

Duanmu Batian seemed to see Sikong Nan's self-blame, and comforted: "Xiao Nan, don't think so much, all of this is not your fault." Besides, what Zi Chen decided, let alone you, even those of us can't be persuaded to come back. ”

"Hey!" Sikong Nan sighed, he only hoped that Zhang Zichen could come out of the undersea illusion safely.

In the past ten years, everything in Penglai Xiandao has been presided over by Duanmu Batian.

If Zhang Zichen hadn't gone to various islands and said that he was going to retreat and cultivate, I'm afraid that at this time, this matter would have been exposed long ago.

At present, Zhang Zichen is everyone's hope and the sustenance of the entire Penglai Immortal Island.

In case he enters the undersea illusion realm, the news of his unknown life and death leaks out, Duanmu Ba naively doesn't know what the consequences will be.

Maybe everyone started to get anxious, maybe someone rebelled, maybe someone ran away.

In short, Zhang Zichen's entry into the undersea fantasy realm must be kept secret.

Time rushed, day after day, month after month.

In the undersea fantasy, time flies faster.

On a huge white jade square, the nine-colored emperor pattern is like a chain, rotating alternately with each other.

And a force of the Great Emperor also turned into colorful qi and floated in the air.

Zhang Zichen's whole person, his skin was blood-red, immersed in this huge power.

With the infusion of these Dao patterns and powers, Zhang Zichen's heart has absorbed a lot of Great Emperor Dao patterns and Great Emperor powers.

Perhaps at this time, because Zhang Zichen also has the breath of the Great Emperor realm on his body, the surrounding patterns and powers are no longer aimed at Zhang Zichen.

They re-transformed into phantoms of real people in Penglai.

These shadows are either meditating and cultivating, boxing, or practicing formations.

The shapes are one each, and Zhang Zichen is dazzled.

"The power of the Great Emperor who has stored half a cell!"

At this time, Zhang Zichen tried to fade the "Ancient Chaos Technique" and used his divine sense to investigate his body.

He found that in the center of his heart, a cell shrouded in the Nine Colored Dao Patterns had absorbed the power of the Great Emperor of the entire half of the cell.

This discovery surprised Zhang Zichen.

The power of this half of the Great Emperor is equivalent to Zhang Zichen having the power of half of the Great Emperor.

If Zhang Zichen encounters a strong opponent in the future, he will break this cell again.

At that time, the power of the Great Emperor's realm will make the sun and the moon lose their brilliance, and the ground will turn over the mountains and seas.

In front of Zhang Zichen, the people together were as weak as ants.

Just when Zhang Zichen discovered this secret, the phantoms around him quickly floated.

Huhuhu-

At the same time as these phantoms floated, they brought up hurricanes.

"What's wrong?"

Zhang Zichen was shocked.

Since he entered this undersea illusion, he has been hovering on the edge of life and death several times.

Several times, Zhang Zichen thought that he was dead, but he didn't expect to survive in the end.

Coincidentally, Zhang Zichen is really worried that this kind of danger on the edge of life and death is too much, and he will eventually step into hell and end up with a soulless end.

So, in this place, it's better to be a little less dangerous.

But now, the countless phantoms in the surrounding white jade square are floating.

As they floated, they brought up hurricanes.

Therefore, Zhang Zichen was a little worried, could it be, and encountered some danger.

"Huh! These phantoms seem to be changing when they are floating!"

Through observation, Zhang Zichen was surprised to find that although these phantoms were moving rapidly, they were not dangerous.

The most important thing is that these phantoms moved in front of Zhang Zichen one by one, and they began to overlap rapidly.

Moreover, the overlap of the two phantoms looks much clearer than a simple phant.

The overlap of the three phantoms is more clearly visible than the overlap of the two phantoms.

But the overlap of phantoms has not stopped.

Four phantoms, five phantoms, six phantoms......

In the entire White Jade Square, the countless phantoms were constantly floating and overlapping on the ground in front of Zhang Zichen.

One of the clearest figures gradually revealed.

This figure is the image of a real person in Penglai.

"This is Master Penglai, what is he doing?"

Zhang Zichen didn't know why, but he was sure that this time, there was no danger.

A moment later, when the phantoms of the entire space were all overlapped, a phantom that was almost identical to a person appeared in front of Zhang Zichen.

"Is this a real person, or is it an illusion?"

At this moment, Zhang Zichen was a little confused.

Soon, though, there was an answer to that question.

I saw this figure suddenly speak: "I am naturally a phantom!"

Hearing this phantom speak, Zhang Zichen took a few steps back in surprise, a little unable to believe the scene in front of him.

This figure, he actually spoke?

Zhang Zichen was surprised, and hurriedly asked tentatively: "...... you Are you the ancestor of Penglai?"

"Exactly!" the phantom laughed, "It's just that I'm just a wisp of divine thought. ”

"Divine thoughts?" Zhang Zichen seemed to understand.

This is often the case in the monastic world.

A powerful monk, when he is dying, can let his divine consciousness remain in the air for a period of time to comfort future generations of disciples.

This kind of divine consciousness is called divine thought.