Pushing open the bronze door, the breath of time rushes into your face.
The silence inside the mausoleum was a two-level inversion from the paradise outside the mausoleum where birds were singing and flowers were fragrant. Everyone seemed to have entered another world.
Everyone looked at the surrounding environment very curiously. Wherever they looked, the field of vision was extremely wide, and nothing blocked their eyes.
The lights in the mausoleum were brightly lit, and the purple light illuminated this silent, dead water-like space like daylight.
Middle grade spiritual crystal!
What was burning on the surrounding walls was actually mid-grade spiritual crystal!
At this moment, everyone was shocked.
"I didn't expect that the owner of this tomb was so creative. The lighting items were actually made of medium-grade spiritual crystals." Old Man Yinjue clicked his tongue in wonder, his eyes filled with uncontrollable envy, "If I die in the future, I can It would be nice to have such a luxurious mausoleum.”
He is also an old man with half a foot in the coffin. If he can have such a luxurious mausoleum after death, then he will be satisfied.
"Even those who are as powerful as Xuandanjing are ultimately just a flash in the pan in the long river of time, and they will inevitably turn into a handful of loess in this world." Lin Beichen looked sad.
Even though there are all the complicated things in my heart, it finally turned into a faint sigh.
What exactly is the avenue?
Is there any end to the road?
What is the meaning of cultivation?
He was lost in thought, his vision gradually blurred, and a trace of aura slowly lingered around him, and even he himself was not aware of it.
This trace of breath is filled with the charm of death.
The next second, Lin Beichen seemed to be in a desert.
"Huh? Where is this?"
Lin Beichen looked at the unfamiliar environment around him and was startled. The fear of being in an unknown situation arose spontaneously, prompting him to quickly look around.
Looking around, everything in sight is desolate, and the yellow sand in the sky has annihilated everything in the world.
"Where have Brother Long and the others gone?"
Lin Beichen was shocked to discover that Long Aotian and others who were standing next to him had disappeared.
Lonely, helpless, and confused.
It came to him at this moment, lingering in his heart, slowly eroding his faith.
"what do I do……"
Lin Beichen lowered his head and murmured softly.
He stared blankly at the endless desert, his eyes were empty and unsteady, like stagnant water without a trace of ripples, without the sparkle of the past.
The wisps of death lingering around him now completely enveloped his body.
"What is the meaning of practicing hard..."
Is it to live longer?
Is it to avoid being bullied?
Or is it to be able to appear holy in front of others?
For a moment, he doubted the belief he had held for so long.
Now, he just wants to lie down in the yellow sand in the sky and enjoy the endless loneliness.
"At the end of the road is death."
"Everything in the world is false."
At this time, a misty voice came from nowhere.
The voice seemed to come from the sky, but it also seemed to come from the heart.
"Death... vanity..."
Lin Beichen lowered his head and repeated the voice that came from nowhere.
When he raised his head again, an illusory figure appeared in front of him.
This figure had no facial features and could only be vaguely identified as a 'person'. Wisps of black aura wrapped around his body.
This is inner demon!
The most taboo thing for every cultivator!
But at this moment, Lin Beichen didn't know that every cultivator was actually unable to sense the existence of inner demons.
Inner demons are also divided into strong and weak ones. The stronger the cultivator, the stronger the inner demons derived from them.
Once a cultivator's heart is eroded by inner demons, years of hard work may be ruined, or at worst, he may become obsessed and die on the spot.
But if the inner demons that have arisen can be successfully eliminated, the cultivator's Taoist heart will become stronger, and maybe it will be a blessing in disguise and lead to a breakthrough.
This is not uncommon in the cultivation world.
"Who are you?" Lin Beichen asked with dull eyes.
"Does it matter who I am? Does it matter who you are?"
"What matters is what you came to this world to live for."
A faint voice responded to Lin Beichen's question.
When Lin Beichen heard this, a young and beautiful figure who liked to tie her hair with pink ribbons flashed in his mind.
The owner of this figure had been with him during the period when he fell from high to low and then climbed back up from the low.
During that time, everyone abandoned him, but the owner of this figure had been accompanying him and encouraging him.
He could go through that painful period with difficulty without the company of the master of this figure.
In his heart, the owner of this figure is unparalleled.
"Xi'er..."
Lin Beichen choked with sobs, his eyes were full of tears, and his vision was already blurred.
When he lowered his head to wipe his tears, everything in front of him changed.
The endless desert has long since disappeared.
At this moment, he was standing in an antique room.
The bed, the table, the chairs... everything here seems so familiar.
This is his house at the outer gate of Xuanyuan Sect.
Unable to resist Ye Lingxi's coquettish request, she applied for a room at the outer gate of Xuanyuan Sect.
Across the courtyard is Ye Lingxi's boudoir.
He stroked these extremely familiar objects, feeling extremely depressed.
In the blink of an eye, it has been a long time since he entered the inner door, and Ye Lingxi has also been away for a long time...
"I don't know how Xi'er is doing now."
He sighed quietly, his eyes full of longing.
However, the next second, the wooden door of the room was gently pushed open.
A young and beautiful girl in a blue shirt slowly came into view, and the pink ribbon tied on her head was particularly eye-catching.
Looking at this beautiful figure in a green shirt, Lin Beichen was a little distracted for a moment, unable to believe that what he saw before him was real.
"Xi'er...is it really you?"
His voice was extremely trembling, almost choked, and a tear slipped down his cheek.
"Brother Beichen, what's wrong with you?"
Qianying walked over with a distressed look on her face, her soft and boneless jade hands tightly held Lin Beichen's palm, and comforted her softly.
Hearing this familiar title, Lin Beichen's heart trembled slightly.
"I...I miss you."
Lin Beichen put his arms around Ye Lingxi's slender waist and held her tightly in his arms, letting go of his endless thoughts.
"Brother Beichen, what happened to you today?"
Qianying in her arms said shyly.
After Ye Lingxi left, he realized that his love for Ye Lingxi was so sincere.
Recalling every moment between the two.
From getting to know each other, to knowing each other, and then to accompanying each other.
But until Ye Lingxi left, he didn't have the courage to pierce the almost transparent window paper between the two.
Looking at the beauty in his arms, Lin Beichen took a deep breath of the fragrant wind and spoke out the words he had hidden in his heart for so many years: "Xi'er... I like you."
"So ashamed..." Qianying in her arms blushed with shame and buried her head deeply into Lin Beichen's chest.
After a long time, a low voice came: "Xi'er... also likes Brother Beichen very much."
The two hugged each other for a long time, Lin Beichen greedily absorbed the warmth in his arms, fearing that the beauty in his arms would disappear in the next second.
"What's the use of practicing? After all, life is nothing more than a handful of loess. Is it really worth spending less time and being away from the one you love for this? It's better to give up practicing and enjoy the beauty of the moment."
"As long as you give up practicing, I can let you enjoy this warmth forever."
"Forever and forever...even if the earth falls apart and the road is destroyed."
At this time, an extremely seductive voice came and sounded softly in Lin Beichen's ears.
Looking at the beautiful figure in his arms, Lin Beichen was a little shaken at this moment.
How could he not know that all this was an illusion?
It's just that he doesn't want to admit it.
"Can you please not leave Xi'er?"
As if aware of Lin Beichen's inner changes, Qianying in her arms whispered.
Lin Beichen smiled and gently patted Qianying's soft back in his arms, but his lips moved slightly, as if he was murmuring something.
"But Brother Beichen... I have to go find you in reality."
After a long time, his eyes gradually regained their clarity, and his eyes became firmer.
At this moment, his aura suddenly rose, several times stronger than before.
The seventh level of Tianyin Realm!
Lin Beichen was slightly stunned. He didn't expect that killing his inner demon would actually elevate him to a higher level.
Suddenly there was a flash of light, covering his eyes, and everything in front of him began to become blurry.
"Brother Lin!"
"Master Lin!"
"Little friend Lin!"
"Big brother!"
Anxious shouts came to my ears.
Every sound is so familiar, so clear.
When he opened his eyes again, he found that the scene in front of him had returned to the tomb.
Seeing Lin Beichen wake up, Long Aotian on the side patted his chest, breathed a long sigh of relief, and said: "Why haven't you woke up from the illusion for so long? You almost scared us to death."
Hearing this, Lin Beichen was stunned for a moment, then realized it, frowned slightly, and said: "You mean, you have also entered the illusion?"
A wry smile appeared on the corner of old man Yin Jue's mouth, he pointed at Shuang'er and said, "Except for this little girl who was not affected, all of us have also entered the illusion."
"I almost fell into the illusion. Fortunately, at the critical moment, I thought of the promise Mr. Lin made to me. I am a man who wants to step into the Tianyang Realm. How can I sink like this? Hehehe..."
Speaking of this, the old man Yin Jue showed an embarrassed smile.
"The aura in this mausoleum seems to be able to evoke the softest memories deep in people's hearts, taking the opportunity to breed inner demons. We must be careful next."
At this time, Cang Xuanzi, who was listening to the conversation of several people, said with a heavy expression.
Everyone nodded slightly.
"Let's go, be careful next time."
Lin Beichen let out the turbid breath in his chest for a long time.
Thinking of everything he had just seen in the illusion, his eyes were extremely firm.
"Even if you are in poverty and fall into the underworld, I will still find you..."
