Tian Yuan

Previously, Chen Qingyuan had experienced extreme challenges in various realms, and reached this step all the way.

On the No.13 floor, it is no longer a simple training of the foundation of cultivation, but the heart of the Tao.

"water?"

Chen Qingyuan looked at the boundless water in front of him, like a sea area.

Looking down, you can see that the water is turbid, and you don't know how deep it is.

Looking up, I don't know where the water comes from, and I don't know where the water returns.

Chen Qingyuan stepped on the water, took a step forward, and a ripple appeared on his toes.It was a small circle at first, and it slowly spread to the surrounding area, and then subsided.

"The mind is as calm as water, and there is some connection with Dao Xin here."

After some investigation, Chen Qingyuan had a guess.

Afterwards, Chen Qingyuan sat cross-legged on the water and began to meditate.

With his eyes closed, his heart was calm.

The waters that were originally stormy also calmed down, and the turbidity slowly disappeared, making the boundless waters clearer.

Just when Chen Qingyuan felt that he could pass the test, his consciousness was pulled into a strange space.

This is an illusion, but it is incomparably real.

In the hallucination, Chen Qingyuan became a beggar, begging for a living every day, often being rejected and beaten by others, and his life was miserable.That feeling was so real that it made Chen Qingyuan's body tremble slightly.

The heart is unstable, the boundless waters are rippling with waves, and the sky is a bit dark.

Soon, Chen Qingyuan adapted to the life of a beggar, suffered a lot from life, and died of a plague a few years later.

His consciousness did not return to the body, but went to another illusion.

In a new illusion, he became the prince of an ordinary dynasty, and he gave everything to fight for power and profit.

In the end, he was defeated by his blood-blooded brothers, and he was imprisoned in a place without a maid and servants. Food was delivered every day. After living for decades, he died of old age.

In this way, Chen Qingyuan experienced more than a dozen kinds of life, both good and bad, with many emotions.

Power, beauty, and fame cannot affect Chen Qingyuan's heart.

This is true even for countless top-grade spirit stones.

Outside the ancient pagoda, Zhao Yichuan was amazed: "Isn't this little fellow the favorite of money? Why hasn't his mood been affected in the slightest?"

"Even if he knows that it is an illusion, the laws in the ancient tower hit his heart directly, and it is impossible to remain indifferent."

Lin Wenchou was also rather strange, and became more interested in Chen Qingyuan.

"Could it be that it was all faked before?" Zhao Yichuan investigated all of Chen Qingyuan's affairs, and knew that Chen Qingyuan regarded money as his life, and often used various so-called legitimate means to obtain Lingshi: "If it was faked, how could it be like this since childhood?" Well, it shouldn't be possible!"

"For him, money is not important, but what to do after getting money is important."

Lin Wenchou thought of an answer.

"Ah."

Zhao Yichuan agreed with this point of view and nodded slowly.

The boundless waters on the No.13 floor became crystal clear, the water surface was calm, and there were very few waves.

However, the grinding is not over yet.

An unknown force sneaked into the depths of Chen Qingyuan's heart, thus creating a unique illusion.

Chen Qingyuan seemed to have returned to the Xuanqing Sect, and lived with his relatives in the sect very comfortably and happily.

Suddenly one day, the Demon Cave erupted, and the Fuliu Starfield was covered by demon energy overnight, and countless creatures were demonized, causing heavy casualties.It was also inevitable for the Xuanqing Sect, many disciples had either become dead bones or monsters.

For a time, the world was dark, and wailing came from every corner.

Chen Qingyuan fought against the enemy together with the sect, beheading countless demon heads.

However, there were too many demonized strong men, and Xuan Qingzong couldn't resist it at all.

Chen Qingyuan witnessed the tragic death of senior brothers, the senior sister who loved him since childhood became the plaything of the devil, and the disciples in the sect became puppets.

In the end, the suzerain Lin Changsheng and the guardian elder Dong Wenjun also came to a miserable end, and the Xuanqingzong became ruins in the blink of an eye.

Chen Qingyuan seemed to be ignored by the monster and was not attacked.Looking at the corpses in the ruins, his heart was pierced like a knife, tears could not stop falling down, his face was pale, and his whole body was trembling and weak.

"Do not......"

Chen Qingyuan wanted to stop all this, but in vain, he could only stand there and shout heart-piercingly.

In an instant, Chen Qingyuan's consciousness returned to his body, and he opened his eyes suddenly, two lines of clear tears flowed down, his whole body was wet with cold sweat, and the boundless water below him became turbid again, with thousands of waves rippling.

Fortunately, Chen Qingyuan finally saw through the illusion and knew that all of this was fake, so he didn't lose his mind.Otherwise, he must have been expelled by the law power of the ancient tower by now.

It took Chen Qingyuan a long time to calm down, and the water gradually calmed down.

After getting ready, Chen Qingyuan meditated again.

The new round of illusions was still related to the Xuanqing Sect, who were inexplicably besieged by various sects and started an extremely tragic war.

Many people died in Xuan Qingzong, Chen Qingyuan could only watch and could not do anything.

After many illusions, Chen Qingyuan's state of mind has improved a lot, and he can feel that everything that happened in front of him is false.

However, Chen Qingyuan's heart was still uncomfortable, and the pain was unbearable.

Xuanqingzong is his home, and everyone in the sect is his family.Now, he wants to watch his family members die with his own eyes, his heart is pierced by a knife, and he is distraught.

After waking up, Chen Qingyuan still couldn't reach the extremely high level of state of mind, failed to pass the level, and had to continue to undergo tempering.

In this way, three years have passed.

The normal flow rate of time is three years, but Chen Qingyuan felt that after a thousand or ten thousand years, there was a sense of vicissitudes in his eyes.

It took Chen Qingyuan so long to sharpen his Dao heart, and he finally passed it.

A wooden door appeared in front of Chen Qingyuan, which meant that he could enter the No.14 floor.

Chen Qingyuan's expression was a little haggard at the moment, and it would take some time to recover, so he didn't plan to open the wooden door for the time being.

"Come out!"

At this time, a voice fell into Chen Qingyuan's ears.

Before Chen Qingyuan was ready, a gentle force brought him out of the ancient tower.

whoosh-

When Chen Qingyuan opened his eyes again, he was already outside the ancient pagoda.

Zhao Yichuan, Lin Wenchou, Song Ningyan.

Looking at these three people, Chen Qingyuan finally believed that this place was no longer an illusion, and bowed stiffly: "Senior."

"This time you have been in for four years, and you have gained a lot. You need to take proper care of yourself."

Chen Qingyuan spent one year on the first twelve floors, and three years on the No.13 floor.

Zhao Yichuan was worried that something was wrong with the two of them, so he forced them to leave the ancient pagoda, otherwise they would easily lose themselves.

Song Ningyan's state is extremely bad, her eyes are dull, unlike Chen Qingyuan who is still rational and has a clear head.Looking at the situation, Song Ningyan must have stumbled on the No.13 floor and has not recovered until now.

"Can I go in later?"

Chen Qingyuan turned his head and glanced at the ancient pagoda engraved with the traces of time, and asked softly.