After almost a pillar of incense, the first lower grade spirit stone finally couldn't bear it tiredly, and it shattered with a bang.

But the lampstand finally took a new turn, and the wick of the little finger thickness in the lamp tray began to glow slightly.

Fang Yunchen suddenly had a kind of realization, at least the wick of this lampstand must be completely ignited before it can be refined.

"Gan!"

Holding a low-grade spirit stone in his palm that had just been restored for a short time, Fang Yunchen slowed down the speed at which he infused the vitality into the lampstand so that he could replenish the loss in the dantian at the same time.

Click!

Click!

As time passed, more and more spirit stones were consumed, and Fang Yunchen had no time to keep track of how many spirit stones he had used.

As long as the merit value can still be carried by him, he does not plan to stop.

Soon, Fang Yunchen felt a burst of soreness in the meridians and dantian because of forcibly refining the spiritual energy in the spirit stone, and it became more and more obvious.

"It seems that my physical body is still too weak...... Go on! ”

At this time, there was no turning back, Fang Yunchen simply grabbed a spirit stone with one hand, and restored the spirit stone with the other hand at the same time.

Alternate hands and so on.

Soon the pain became more and more intense, as if someone was stirring back and forth in his body with a razor blade, and ordinary people could not bear it at all.

Fang Yunchen had no choice but to find a way to divert his attention, gritted his teeth and persevered.

When another spirit stone disintegrated with a bang, a different red light finally appeared on the cyan lampstand, beating gently in the depths of Fang Yunchen's pupils.

"It's finally lit!"

It's a pity that before Fang Yunchen could breathe a sigh of relief, his vision suddenly changed.

Among the countless pink scents, seven or eight peerless beauties with graceful figures came to Fang Yunchen step by step from the darkness.

The green gauze covered body is exposed, the heavy makeup is glamorous, the fragrance is fluttering, and the curvaceous waist is constantly twisted, and a smile and cheek are intoxicating to a man with normal xp.

At the same time, Fang Yunchen's ears also sounded with the sound of seduction, and with the pink mist that permeated, the entire space was suddenly filled with a charming taste.

"It's ...... Illusion? ”

Fortunately, at this time, the sharp pain in Fang Yunchen's body had not yet dissipated, and a spirit made him wake up.

Fang Yunchen suddenly remembered Shi Quan's real experience, when breaking through the realm, the monk would often give birth to mental demonic illusions, disturbing his mind, and if he didn't do it well, he would go mad.

When I experienced the illusion of heart magic for the first time, Shiquan Zhenren stopped Bengbu on the spot, directly broke the defense, and was instantly attacked by many beauties and beauties.

It was Shiquan Zhenren's master who made a timely move and fished him out of the illusion.

After that, Shiquan Zhenren faced the wall in the cold cave in the mountain behind the sect for three months, and only then did he re-sharpen his mind and re-enter the path of cultivation.

But Fang Yunchen felt that it was not as serious as he remembered.

"This demonic vision...... Seems like that's all there is to it? ”

The reborn Fang Yunchen's mentality is naturally very different, and he is like watching a VR movie.

But when the beauties on the opposite side took the initiative to stick up and pose with their heads, trying their best to tease, Fang Yunchen knew what it meant to blur the boundary between the present world and the illusory.

This uneven curve, this soft touch, this seductive fragrance...... It's no different from a real person.

"Filters, filters, everything is a filter......"

At this moment, Fang Yunchen hurriedly guarded his mind, so as not to follow in the footsteps of Shiquan Zhenren.

At the critical moment, Fang Yunchen suddenly remembered what happened to him in the live broadcast room, and the anchor accidentally revealed his true face.

At that moment, the three views collapsed, all the beauty in the world was completely destroyed, and the eldest brother on the list deleted his account and withdrew from the network in tears.

At this time, when he recalled the anchor's face that was enough to make all men in the world doubt his life, Fang Yunchen's heart suddenly stopped, and he couldn't make any waves in his thoughts.

Crash!

In an instant, all the bewitching beauties disappeared, and in their place were a group of hideous-looking demons and monsters, slowly creeping from all directions.

It's just that the monster that appeared at this time actually made Fang Yunchen feel like he was in tears.

Groups of zombies, aliens dripping saliva, Sadako with a cloak of hair, and the evil gods of the various factions of Crusu waving tentacles all appeared.

All of them are the spokesmen of horror in various dimensional worlds.

There was even a cute Godzilla cub, following the back of the team, staggering towards Fang Yunchen, with fierce milk.

This time, Fang Yunchen had the feeling of sitting in a 3D movie theater watching blockbusters, not only was he not afraid at all, but he had a feeling of nostalgia.

I thought I had completely broken with my previous life, but I didn't expect to find an alternative sense of familiarity in this way.

So, Fang Yunchen calmly held his chin in the world of demons dancing, quietly recalled his young and ignorant self, and excitedly took his first love to the cinema to watch a horror blockbuster.

That night...... It's my lost youth.

The demons and monsters who were originally dancing with their teeth and claws also seemed to feel a little bored, and they exploded one after another, turning into a cloud of black mist and dissipating from sight.

The entire illusion space also cracked apart like torn rags.

"Is it over?"

At this time, Fang Yunchen found himself still sitting in the wide tent, holding the lighted cyan lampstand in his hand.

It's just that at this time, the wick has been completely lit, and the candlelight is transparent, and it seems to be able to shine into any corner.

As soon as Fang Yunchen came back to his senses, the cyan lampstand rushed towards Fang Yunchen.

The speed was extremely fast, making Fang Yunchen defenseless, and he could only watch as a black shadow burrowed into his chest like lightning.

This was not over, I saw that the cyan lampstand suddenly split into three and fell into different positions in Fang Yunchen's body.

One of the cyan lampstands involuntarily occupied his mud pill palace, and the fire emitted by the wick changed accordingly, taking on a silvery-white color.

The second one was drilled into Fang Yunchen's heart, although the firelight did not change, but the ape that was the lamp holder seemed to come to life, the sharp-beaked monkey had extremely long arms and arms, covered with hair, and his eyes were dripping and rolling, as if he was very curious about everything around him.

The last black shadow was the key point of the lower dantian that went straight to Fang Yunchen, and as soon as he entered it, he squeezed Zhen Haiyin aside along with the vitality in the dantian.

The bright golden candlelight is incomparably domineering and occupies half of the dantian.

This time, not only did the color of the candlelight change, but even the ape that served as a lampholder below became vivid, and its eyes kept rolling.

"It's ......"

Before Fang Yunchen could be surprised, he suddenly felt that his skull seemed to have been hit hard by a hammer, and he had a splitting headache.

At the same time, countless muttering voices suddenly came from his mind, as if thousands of Buddhas were chanting different profound scriptures at the same time, making Fang Yunchen want to retch.