As soon as his mind moved, the Dayan Contemplation Technique, which had been practiced for many years, quietly circulated in the dantian, a little bit, quietly, the Contemplation Technique did not miss the slightest move of the old Taoist in front of him, but, after a while, even Chen Huaxuan himself was surprised: even the Great Yan Contemplation Technique could not see the slightest abnormality, and the old Taoist in front of him appeared alive in front of him, no, it can't be said to be alive, it is simply the master himself. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

This feeling is different from the ordinary trick of trying to convince you that everything in front of you is real, but now this so-called soul void makes you clearly know that all this is fake, and you can't tell it at all. If Jia Jia caused confusion in their own cultivation, then it really made people think that the time that had passed away for thousands of years was not just a dream. Chen Huaxuan only felt that he was trapped in the two heavens of ice and fire, which was probably the charm of the soul void, and the cultivation of the hidden god period reminded him that all this was just something in the soul void realm, but he knew that it was fake, but it was really terrifying, and the living person appeared in front of his eyes like this. This feeling is with horror and nostalgia for the past, poking at the softest place in the bottom of my heart, knowing that it is fake, but I am also willing to eat it.

The old man chattered and pulled him up: "Okay, let's go, stinky boy, there are demon beasts in Pingzhou City, and many monks have been injured, don't you want to come out with me to learn more?"

Lao Dao said, throwing a dirty rag to him: "Wrap those medicine bottles for the teacher." My master and apprentice have not done good deeds today, and the idea of doing a good deed every day cannot be broken, this is an oath made by you and me in front of the ancestors, and it cannot be violated. ”

Pingzhou City, the invasion of demon beasts? It seems to be a little familiar, as if I have heard of it somewhere. It is not uncommon that the battle between human cultivation and demon beasts has never been broken for thousands of years. Perhaps it is rare to be called Pingzhou City, which is located in the middle of the land of Shenzhou, surrounded by mountains, and has rarely encountered the invasion of demon beasts. There are not many recorded monster invasions. Coincidentally, there was one thousand years ago.

"Master, what time is it now?" Chen Huaxuan got up and asked the old man.

"It's noon!" said the old man and pointed outside, "Don't you see the sun outside?"

"No, I'm asking what year and month it is?" Chen Huaxuan's eyes widened, and an answer that was surprising, but faintly made him feel inexplicably excited, quietly appeared in his heart.

"Are you stupid?" the old man glanced at him, "The Shenzhou calendar is 134,261 years, ask me such a stupid question in the future, and you will be expelled from the division!"

"Hmm. Chen Huaxuan responded absentmindedly, but there was a little more inexplicable excitement in his heart, and even the actions of his subordinates were a little faster, and he followed the old way out of the broken temple, and the moment he stepped out, Chen Huaxuan was stunned by everything in front of him.

What you can see is a chaotic street, and the people of all sects and sects are running on the streets, and the demon beasts are invading, and the human cultivation has always been unprecedentedly united, whether it is a demon cultivation or a Taoist cultivation, and only at this time the monks are unanimous in their external efforts to let go of their past hatred.

"This is too real!" Chen Huaxuan looked at the monks on the street, some of the female cultivators who did not forget to love beauty at this time also put on makeup, and that makeup, which seemed a bit old-fashioned to him now, was really popular thousands of years ago.

Sand and gravel fly ash, at this moment the teahouse shops in Pingzhou City have a familiar and unfamiliar feeling, thanks to the monk's longevity is much longer than that of ordinary mortals, so that many shops still exist after a thousand years, and the sense of gap that has gone through thousands of years really appears in front of you.

"It's too real!" Chen Huaxuan stretched out his hand, the wind was wanton, and he touched a handful of ashes, as if this handful of ashes had a bit of the taste of time.

Walking towards the entrance of the city in a daze, everything in front of him was real and false.

The city gate is still the city gate, Pingzhou City is one of the earliest ancient cities recorded in history on the land of China, Chen Huaxuan is obsessed with touching these stone city gates: compared to a thousand years later, although these stone city gates are still dilapidated, they are much fresher. This feeling is exciting, Chen Huaxuan touched the city wall and couldn't help shaking his head and sighing: "It's so real, I can't even see through the truth and falsehood of the Great Yan Contemplation Technique." ”

"Hey, what is that guy over there, what are you doing up there?" a monk roared below, "Don't make trouble, either go out of the city with the people to fight the demon beasts, or stay in the city just fine." ”

Chen Huaxuan turned back consciously, and was about to speak, but he heard a voice that seemed to be heard somewhere: "This seems to be my Kunlun monk, you come down! Go back to the city, don't make trouble at this time." ”

looked up in a daze, and the moment he saw the person coming, the bottle of wound medicine that Chen Huaxuan was holding in his hand fell to the ground.

"Qin, Qin Zhi Zhenren!" Chen Huaxuan's eyes widened, as if out of instinct, the Great Yan Contemplation Body Technique quietly opened, and the Qin Zhi Zhenren in front of him seemed to be a lot sharper than before the fall, and the cultivator had a long lifespan, so the appearance of a thousand years seemed to be an instant, but only the eyes of a person, the change from youthful sharpness to middle-aged calm is possible, which is also the biggest proof of time for cultivators.

"You ......" Qin Zhi seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then said, "I seem to have seen you somewhere, I think you are indeed my Kunlun monk! Go back to the city and listen to the order, don't make trouble." ”

Without waiting for him to say anything, Qin Zhi walked past him with his hands on his shoulders, and it was still like that, and the Great Yan Contemplation Body Technique did not see anything unusual. In the world of the void of the soul, everything is so real that it is almost perfect, so that you can't find any mistakes at all, maybe the only mistake is the monk himself, he clearly knows that all this is the world of the void of the soul, but it is so clear, but it makes people have a different state of mind, want to indulge in it, make people addicted, can it really be that real?

He walked back blankly, but saw the old Taoist jumping out of nowhere, and stretched out his hand and slapped him on the head: "Stinky boy, where did you go? Are you lazy again? Come and help me take a look at these people!"

Chen Huaxuan took the medicine box and followed the old way in, it was the monk who was injured in the fight with the demon beast, in Chen Huaxuan's opinion today, most of the injuries were easy to treat.

Xu is his movements are too skilled, so even the old Tao can't help but be surprised: "Stinky boy, when you wake up, you seem to have opened your mind!"

Chen Huaxuan laughed twice, didn't speak, and said casually: "I just met Qin Zhizhen." ”

"Yo, you said that Qin Zhi is a real person!" A monk who was not very seriously injured took over the conversation and accosted him with a smile, "Is that the real person from Kunlun? I heard that he came from the famous Qin family in Kunlun, and he is a first-class sword cultivator, which is very powerful." ”

Xu is words completely provoked the words of these injured monks who couldn't move, and everyone began to talk about Qin Zhi, mostly praise, and other gossip that they heard from nowhere.

Chen Huaxuan looked at all this in front of him with some surprise, he thought that no matter how real the soul void was, it was fake after all, except for his own master, the rest were just walking according to the setting of the clother, clinker, a random topic for himself, but those people were really like living monks, each with their own thoughts, this was what Chen Huaxuan was most surprised about.

Everything in the soul void was terrifyingly real, but it made him clearly understand that all this was fake, and under such strange contradictions, Chen Huaxuan suddenly gave birth to a guess that was almost impossible to exist, but it might not be impossible to put it on Jia Jia.

This can't really be the Pingzhou City of a thousand years ago, right? It was rumored that Kunlun Lianjia had a trick to steal the flow of years, and to do tricks and feet on time, and the treacherous mystery in it was almost only seen in the lives of the group cultivators. The possibility of facing this move head-on is almost zero, and it is rumored that even Li Wangzhen, who has cultivated to suppress her by two orders in a row, does not dare to face her move head-on.

Since there are tricks to sneak around the years, if all this is really Pingzhou City a thousand years ago, is it also possible?

Chen Huaxuan only felt that his hands were trembling with excitement, if all this was true, this was the past, Pingzhou City a thousand years ago! It was not until this time that he suddenly understood the meaning of the word "soul void", the deceased monk can reappear, and the deceased Pingzhou City can reappear, which is probably the obsession of every monk, even if it is not a regret medicine, but it also satisfies the inner obsession again. I know it's fake, but I'm willing to do it.

Chen Huaxuan only felt that his eyes were a little hot, watching these monks from a thousand years ago talking and talking in front of his eyes, and watching the old Taoist beside him who had long been wiped out appear alive in front of him. It was only at this time that Chen Huaxuan understood: Lian Jiajia knew too much about the weaknesses of human cultivation, and the softness and obsession in her heart were amplified step by step, although this was not a regret medicine, but she also had the opportunity to break her obsession again. How many people would rather never return in this world of soul void? He didn't know, only that the realm of soul void was as addictive as poison.

The realm of soul void is a good thing, but it is not suitable for staying for a long time, and if he stays like this, he doesn't know if he will be addicted and generally unwilling to return. But where is the way back?

Chen Huaxuan raised his head, and suddenly felt a deep sense of despair. Everything here is in the Soul Void Realm, and it is still too difficult for him to control his obsessions, let alone leave here? Under the Soul Void World, everything bows down. Chen Huaxuan stood at the door, looking at the thousand-year-old Pingzhou City in a daze, through the ruins, he actually saw a bit of Sumeru's domineering feeling, under the void of the soul, showing the Kunlun royal road, one out and all beings bowed down! )