Chapter 188: Heart Demon Obstacle

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An endless force erupted from the body, and after drinking a pot, I felt that my whole body was full of endless vitality, constantly rushing against the restraints of the body, wanting to vent out.

When I opened my eyes, I saw that I was in a dark starry sky, surrounded by starlight, and a river of stars pouring down above my head, which was very beautiful.

Before I had time to enjoy the strange scenery, I felt the vigorous vitality in my body begin to stir after drinking a pot.

I saw that his left arm was bumped and bulged from the inside out by a huge force, and he hurriedly reached out and pressed it down, and when the left arm bulge was successfully flattened, the bulge on his right arm began to appear again.

In this way, left and right, up and down, drinking a pot of hands in a hurry, overwhelmed.

At first, there was only one long bun at a time, and after a while, two or two appeared, followed by three, four, and five......

In the blink of an eye, the whole body of the pot bulged outward, and the whole person inflated like an inflatable balloon.

After drinking a pot, I was shocked, am I going to explode and die like this? Could this be the result of my forcible cultivation of the Yijin Sutra? Sure enough, Shaolin's mastery is broad and profound, and mortals like me can achieve it overnight.

As your body continues to expand, close your eyes and wait quietly for the judgment to come.

After experiencing more, I am less optimistic about life and death. The only reluctance in his heart was Yu Muyan and his father who was far away from home.

Yes, I can't die yet, there are still people in this world who need me to take care of and protect.

If there is dependence, there will be nostalgia, and if there is nostalgia, there will be miracles.

After drinking a pot, his eyes suddenly widened, and at this time, he had swelled dozens of times, except for his facial features, which were twisted into a ball, all other parts were already beyond recognition.

He never imagined that his skin was so elastic that it could withstand such a big impact.

But no matter how resilient it is, it will reach its limits.

I only heard a loud bang, and the huge force in the body of a pot broke through the skin and burst out.

The expected sharp pain did not hit, and when I looked down at the pot, I saw myself standing here intact, as if nothing had happened just now.

Is everything an illusion?

At this time, I remembered how I looked when I was rescued by Master Buyue, and there was also a vivid dream illusion at that time.

Thinking of this, take a pot and smile indifferently, since it is a dream, you don't have to worry, you will naturally wake up.

So he sat down on the floor, closed his eyes again, and crossed his knees to breathe.

"Drink a pot!"

Suddenly, a voice reached the ears of a pot.

Drinking a pot and hurriedly opening his eyes, he looked around, only to see a person appear in front of him at some point, and the dazzling white light exuded from his whole body could not see his face clearly.

He didn't stand up after drinking a pot, and said with a smile: "Your Excellency must also be a fantasy thing in my dreams, don't pretend to be a ghost, and disappear quickly." ā€

After listening to the words of a pot, the people in the white light laughed, and the laughter resounded all over the world.

After drinking a pot and frowning, he only felt that the voice was somewhat familiar.

"Drink a pot, haven't you learned the lesson of this arrogance?Have you forgotten how Cher died?" said the man in the white light, stopping his laughter.

As soon as he heard the word Xue'er, he stared angrily at the pot, rose from the ground, and asked, "Who are you!"

"Hehehehehe. A sneer came, and the white light suddenly dissipated, revealing a person in the middle.

Looking at the face that was no longer familiar, he drank a pot and opened his mouth wide in surprise, unable to speak.

"My name is Qin Hexuan, you can also ask me to drink a pot. The man in the white light said lightly.

After drinking a pot, he looked down at his body, and then stepped forward to carefully observe the other party's appearance.

The two are exactly the same.

Suddenly, he lowered his head and sneered: "You are just a member of this fantasy, hey, I was really shocked by what I imagined in my dream, I really shouldn't, I really shouldn't." ā€

"Oh, yes? How do you know I'm an illusion?" said the other, smiling faintly.

"Oh, you're not, am I?" he looked up at and chuckled.

At this time, the eyes of another person who drank a pot were also looking towards a pot, his eyes were clear and transparent, and he was extremely determined, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Suddenly, a pot of water was left in place. A strange voice floated in my heart: Could it be, could it be, that I was the illusion? Impossible, impossible, impossible.

Looking at the pot of drinks, his eyes flickered and fluttered, and the other drank a pot and laughed: "Don't worry, you are created by me, I can call you out again at any time, now, good, come back." As he spoke, another pot beckoned to him to come over.

There seemed to be an invisible magic that pushed the footsteps of the pot forward, and at the end of the road, another pot was like a kind father, who was breaking open his hands to welcome his son back.

Am I a vision? am I a fake? everything is fake?

Including my miss for Mu Yan, my miss for my father?

After drinking a pot, Yu Muyan's lively and agile appearance appeared in his mind, this young woman was so real. Immediately behind Yu Muyan were a series of figures such as Jing Xinyao, Xia Qingcang, father, and Chu Bo, which flashed quickly one by one.

A teardrop slipped down his face, and a gentle smile appeared on his lips.

Suddenly, the footsteps of the pot stopped, and the other pot frowned and looked at each other quietly.

Take a pot and slowly open your eyes, your eyes are clear and transparent.

The other took a pot and said, "You dare to resist me, are you afraid that I will make you completely wiped out and never appear in the world?"

"What am I afraid of you impostor?" said with a faint smile.

"Oh, do you want to be the opposite? Then you have to see if you have the ability. After saying that, another pot flew towards the pot, and at the same time, there was an extra sword in his hand.

To his surprise, he didn't have any defensive dodging movements, but instead stretched out his arms and hugged each other to welcome the other party's arrival.

The long sword pierced the chest of the pot at once, but the pot did not change his face, and his hands were together, and he hugged the other pot tightly.

The moment the two touched, a dazzling white light suddenly emitted from the body of another drinking pot, which dispersed into white silk and was gradually absorbed by the body of the drinking pot.

Bai Guang screamed and writhed in the arms of the pot, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't shake the hands of the pot.

In this way, as the white light was absorbed away bit by bit, the body of the white light pot became smaller and smaller, and finally, only the last small light cluster remained.

Drink a pot and smile at Xiao Guangtuan: "You are me, I am you, it's time to go home, there are still many things waiting for us to do." ā€

As the words ended, the light flew into the chest of the pot and disappeared.

In the cave, the white light on the body of the pot gradually dissipated, and the originally rapid breathing also stabilized, and the frowning brow returned to normal.

After the white light completely dissipated, a vigorous vitality burst out from the body of the drinking pot.

I took a long breath and opened my eyes.

"Amitabha, congratulations to the donor for his rebirth and great achievement. Seeing a pot of wine and opening his eyes, Master Buyue folded his hands, smiled, and said kindly.