Chapter 90: Many illusions, leaving the ancient tower

Chen Qingyuan has experienced extreme challenges in various realms before, all the way to this point.

 At the thirteenth level, it is no longer a simple training of the foundation of cultivation, but a Taoist heart.

 "Water?"

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

 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 or where it goes.

 Chen Qingyuan stepped on the water, took a step forward, and made a ripple with his toes. It started as a small circle, slowly spread to all sides, and then subsided.

 "The heart is as calm as water. There is some connection with the Taoist heart here."

 After some investigation, Chen Qingyuan came up with 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 a little clearer.

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

 This is an illusion, but it is extremely real.

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

 My heart was unstable, waves rippled in the boundless waters, and the sky became a little darker.

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

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

 In the new illusion, he became the prince of an ordinary dynasty, and he spent all his money fighting for power.

 In the end, he was defeated by his closest blood brother and was placed under house arrest in a place without a single maid or servant. Someone delivered meals every day. After living for decades, he died of old age.

 In this way, Chen Qingyuan experienced more than a dozen lives, some good and some bad, and had many feelings.

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

 This is true even for countless top-quality spiritual stones.

 Outside the ancient pagoda, Zhao Yichuan was surprised: "Don't this little guy love money the most? Why is his mood not affected at all?" "Even

 if he knew it was an illusion, the laws in the ancient pagoda hit his heart directly, and he could not remain indifferent. "

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

 "Could it be that you were all pretending before?" Zhao Yichuan investigated everything about Chen Qingyuan and knew that Chen Qingyuan regarded wealth as life and often used various so-called legitimate means to obtain spiritual stones: "If it was pretending, how could it be like this since childhood? Well, it shouldn't be possible!"

 "For him, money is not important, but what he does after getting the money is important."

 Lin Wenchou thought of an answer.

 "Yeah."

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

 The boundless water in the thirteenth layer has become crystal clear, the water is calm, and there are very few waves.

 However, the grind is not over yet.

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

 Chen Qingyuan seemed to have returned to Xuanqing Sect, living very comfortably and happily with his relatives.

 Suddenly one day, the Demon Cave erupted, and the Fuliu Star Territory was covered by demonic energy overnight. Countless creatures were demonized, causing heavy casualties. The Xuan Qing Sect was also unavoidable, and many of its disciples either turned into withered bones or became monsters.

 For a moment, the world was darkened, and wailing sounds came from every corner.

 Chen Qingyuan fought with the sect against the enemy and killed countless demons.

 However, there were too many demonized strong men, and Xuan Qing Sect simply could not resist them.

 Chen Qingyuan saw with his own eyes the tragic death of each of his senior brothers, the senior sister who had loved him since childhood turned into the devil's plaything, and the disciples within the sect turned into puppets.

 In the end, the sect leader Lin Changsheng and the sect protector Dong Wenjun also met a miserable end, and Xuan Qing Sect was reduced to ruins in the blink of an eye.

 Chen Qingyuan seemed to be ignored by the monster and was not attacked. He looked at the corpses in the ruins, his heart was cut like a knife, tears fell uncontrollably, his face was pale, and his whole body was trembling and weak.

 "No..."

 Chen Qingyuan wanted to stop all this, but in vain. He could only stand there and yell heartbreakingly.

 In an instant, Chen Qingyuan's consciousness returned to his original body, and he suddenly opened his eyes. Two lines of clear tears fell down. His whole body was wet with cold sweat. The boundless water under him became turbid again, and thousands of waves rippled.

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

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

 After getting ready, Chen Qingyuan meditated again.

 The new round of illusions is still related to the Xuanqing Sect. It was inexplicably besieged by various sects and started an extremely brutal war.

 Many people in the Xuan Qing Sect died, and Chen Qingyuan could only watch, unable to do anything.

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

 However, Chen Qingyuan still felt uncomfortable inside, and the pain was unbearable.

 Xuanqing Sect is his home, and everyone in the sect is his family. Now, he has to watch his family members die with his own eyes, his heart is cut by a knife, and he is devastated with grief.

 After waking up, Chen Qingyuan still could not reach the extremely high level of state of mind, failed to pass the level, and had to continue to endure hardships.

 In this way, three full years passed.

 The normal flow rate of time is three years, but Chen Qingyuan felt that it had gone through thousands and thousands of years, adding a sense of vicissitudes to his eyes.

 Chen Qingyuan finally passed this level of Dao heart training after spending so long.

 A wooden door appeared in front of Chen Qingyuan, which meant that he could enter the fourteenth floor.

 Chen Qingyuan looked a little haggard at the moment and needed some time to recover. He had no plans 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 took him out of the ancient pagoda.

 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. He bowed stiffly and said, "Senior."

 "You have been here for four years this time and have gained a lot. You need to take care of yourself properly."

 Chen Qingyuan spent one year on the first twelve floors, and three years on the thirteenth 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 condition was extremely bad, her eyes were lifeless, unlike Chen Qingyuan who was still rational and clear-headed. Looking at this situation, Song Ningyan must have stumbled on the thirteenth floor and has not recovered yet.

 "Can I still go in in the future?"

 Chen Qingyuan turned around and glanced at the ancient pagoda carved with traces of time, and asked softly.