Chen Yuan didn't know whether the Ninth Prince and others could survive the siege of ghosts. He had not yet entered the third level.
After walking into the teleportation array, something changed before my eyes. In the huge space, the golden light was shining and dazzling. In the space of several hundred feet, all kinds of treasures were piled up like mountains. There were tens of thousands of golden lumps as big as fists alone. There are countless pearl agates.
If the wealth in the world is compared to a mountain, there are ten or even a hundred treasures here.
Everyone in the world pursues wealth. It can be said that as long as there is endless wealth, there is nothing that cannot be bought. Beauty, silk, status... there is almost nothing that wealth cannot buy.
On the surface, the monks have broken away from the world and are no longer deceived by wealth. However, since the beginning of practice, the monks Chen Yuan has met have all pursued glory and wealth, such as the Guo Family Mansion, the Colorful Taoist, and the Luoxia Sect...
No one can say that the Luoxia Sect supports the Ninth Prince not for the sake of glory and wealth. Perhaps deep down in their hearts, they are doing it for the right path, but what can they gain in the end? It is not the supreme status and the glory of Luoxia Sect.
Chen Yuan is also a mortal, and wealth is also his yearning. If he does not have enough spiritual stones, the Yin-Yang Cauldron will be an ordinary broken cauldron and will not provide him with any help in cultivation.
Without the spirit stone, even if he embarked on the path of cultivation at this time, he would not have achieved what he has achieved now.
Spiritual stones are the wealth of monks, and gold and silver treasures are also wealth. They can be bought for silk and satin, or they can be exchanged for inexhaustible spiritual stones. No one in the world does not like gold and silver treasures, and he, Chen Yuan, is no exception.
Facing the mountain of gold nuggets, Chen Yuan showed ecstasy on his face. He picked one up casually, put it to his mouth and bit it. It was as hard as iron. It was real gold, not an illusion.
Then he picked up a dark blue luminous pearl, which was transparent and bright, as if the vast ocean contained it. Chen Yuan believed that this luminous pearl was priceless, and almost no one in the world had the financial resources to buy it.
"Do you like these gold and silver treasures? If you like them, you can take them as much as you like. They are all yours and no one will compete with you."
At some point, an inexplicable voice began to echo in Chen Yuan's mind, like his own voice or someone else's instructions.
"Take it, take it as much as you want. The wealth in the world is yours. As long as you want it, you can get endless wealth..."
Another sound echoed, but Chen Yuan, who was full of joy, dropped the golden knot in his hand. It's not that he doesn't like the gold, but he feels like someone is deliberately tempting him.
There is no such thing as a free lunch, everyone knows this.
Taking people's money and doing things for them is something Chen Yuan has understood since he was a child.
When they were in mountain villages, those bandits went to the mountains to become bandits in order to fill their bellies, not because there was food to fill their bellies in the mountains. Although they had full stomachs, they had to work for the real bandits.
If things don't go well, real bandits won't treat them as human beings.
How is it that if you take the golden lumps here, you are different from the villagers who go up the mountain to become bandits?
"I took the golden knot, am I going to do something for the dragon? It has been dead for three thousand years, but its power is enough to shake the world. I can't compete with it."
Chen Yuan hesitated, and after putting down Jin Qiaoda, he slowly backed away.
At this moment, when he looked at the golden mountain in front of him, it was no longer a golden mountain, but a magic spell that could drive him. As long as he took it, he would never be able to escape the fate of being driven by others.
"Don't worry, take it. No one will ask you to do anything. When you come here, you are destined to have the gold and silver treasures in front of you. Now that you are destined, what do you have to be afraid of?"
Another echo brought the confused Chen Yuan back to reality.
"That's right. Who can say for sure about fate? Since I have come to Jinshan, it should be mine."
The golden knot that had been put down was picked up again by Chen Yuan.
What Chen Yuan didn't know was that the moment he picked up the golden knot for the second time, a golden scale had grown on his back. As long as he continued to pick it up, the scales would grow again. Every time he picked up a golden knot, a golden scale appeared on his body. A golden scale will appear.
Until his whole body is covered with scales, he will...
Picking up three more golden lumps, Chen Yuan's back had already grown four scales.
"No, I can't take the things here. They are not mine. Only wealth acquired with body and wisdom is real wealth. No matter how high the gold and silver mountains are, if they are not mine, they are not mine. My father once told I cannot eat the food that came to me."
Thinking of his father's teachings, Chen Yuan put the four gold nuggets back in his hand, and then stayed away from the mountains of gold and silver in front of him.
"Why don't you take them? They should be yours."
The voice echoed again.
"No, they are not mine. You are controlling my mind."
As he spoke, the Burning Heart Sword had already appeared in Chen Yuan's hand, and the burning blade illuminated the entire space fiery red.
"Why are you bothering? The wealth in the world is right before your eyes, so why are you obsessed with it? If your wealth is taken away, what can you get? Take it, only what you hold in your hands truly belongs to you. If, you If you give them up today, you may never get another chance in your lifetime.”
The voice seduces step by step, intending to break through Chen Yuan's psychological defense. As long as he picks up the golden knot again, he will never have the chance to leave here.
"Stop farting. Your tricks have already been seen through."
A move of the Fiery Sword fell in the air, and the space where the gold mountain was accumulated changed instantly. Chen Yuan successfully walked out of the first level set by the dragon's shadow.
Fearful, Chen Yuan believed that as long as he picked up the golden knot for the third time, he would no longer be himself.
The surrounding scenery is no longer a mountain of gold and silver, but has become a verdant green, with hills hundreds of meters high, streams flowing from the mountains, and small bridges and houses built beside the streams.
There are vegetables, fruits and flowers planted beside the house, as well as a black dog to look after the house and a few grazing goats.
A child of seven or eight years old was playing in front of the house. His face was childish, just like Chen Yuan in his youth.
A beautiful woman in simple clothes walked out of the house, holding a dustpan in her hand.
"Mother..." When the child saw the woman, he quickly ran into her arms and looked very affectionate.
"Baby, be good. Mom still has things to do. Go and play by yourself." The woman patted the child's head lovingly, and then looked at Chen Yuan, who was not far away.
"Since my husband is back, why don't you come into the house? I made your favorite sweet and sour carp, which I personally caught from the river."
The woman smiled and waved to Chen Yuan.
"Ms. sir? When will I get married and have children?"
Chen Yuan didn't know why, but the reality told him that this was his home, the woman in front of him was his wife, and the child was his son.
"My husband always leaves early and comes back late. It's time to go back to the house and have a rest. The bed has already been made. After dinner, my husband should take a nap first and make plans for tomorrow."
The woman spoke again, and Chen Yuan also walked towards the thatched house.
The furnishings in the house are very simple, but very warm. The woman has tidied them up and is spotless.
Chen Yuan picked up the chopsticks on the table, picked up a piece of sweet and sour carp and put it into his mouth. It was very delicious, the taste he once liked.
"My husband likes to eat sweet and sour carp the most. This dish was taught to me by my husband himself. My husband said that sweet and sour carp is the most beautiful food in the world, and it is not enough to eat every day, so my family will cook it for my husband every day."
Chen Yuan really likes to eat sweet and sour carp, especially the one made by Liu Muyun, which makes him reluctant to stop using his chopsticks.
The sweet and sour carp cooked by the woman in front of me has the taste of alligator made by Liu Muyun, but it is a little different. It seems that there is too much sugar and it is a bit too sweet. The most important thing is that the inside of the thatched house is so clean that it is unbelievable that there is not a speck of dust, not a single piece of wood or weed.
It stands to reason that this kind of house made of thatched grass is located at the foot of the mountain. It is blown by the wind and waves from the stream every day, and some dust and weeds will fall off. Even if the woman is extremely clean, it is impossible to keep the house clean at all times. like New.
Then there is the child outside the house. He seems to be unfamiliar with Chen Yuan, his eyes are wandering, and he is a little timid.
If the child is really Chen Yuan's son, even if there is a gap between the two, they cannot be like strangers. Chen Yuan even saw the child clenching his fists.
"You are not my wife, who are you?" Chen Yuan put down the chopsticks in his hand and looked up at the woman.
"Is your husband sick? The slave family is obviously your wife. Why do you say that you are not the husband of the slave family?" The woman's expression did not change at all.
"It's not true if I say no. Although I like to eat sweet and sour carp, it doesn't taste like this. Don't lie to me. Tell me, who are you? Why are you pretending to be my wife?"
At this time, Chen Yuan had already stood up from the table, and the three-leaf flying knife also appeared on the fingertips of his right hand.
"Since my husband said no, it's not the case. However, if my husband dares to kill our mother and son today, what kind of retribution will happen in the future is not what the slave family expected."
The woman was not surprised by Chen Yuan's performance. Her face was full of calmness and she did not look like a farm woman at all. Especially her words contained an element of threat.
"Hmph, no matter who you are? I will kill you here today."
As soon as he finished speaking, the three-leaf flying knife flew out from Chen Yuan's fingertips, two handles flew toward the woman, and one flew toward the child outside the house.
Chen Yuan did not see the dead women and children. The moment the three-leaf flying knife flew out, his eyes changed again. It was no longer gold and silver mountains, nor green mountains and green waters, but another Back to darkness for once.
Chen Yuan saw that the Ninth Prince, Shi Mingyang and others were fighting hundreds of ghosts, and many of the soldiers who had been brought were lying in a pool of blood.
Ouyang Tianyin, who was one against three, fought with a face full of fear. With her body covered in blood, she had almost no strength to fight back.
