Chapter 269 I [have a strong will despite my disability] No matter how strong your illusion is

Seven days later.

There was a bright moonlight in the sky. Three thousand miles northwest of Lingtian City, there was an empty and uninhabited valley, dotted with stars, and the moonlight was cold and lonely.

Rays of rainbow light flew from everywhere, and then fell on both sides of the valley. Across the thick night, many monks involved in the transaction bowed their hands.

Among these people is Chen Yun.

"They are all Jindan cultivators, and there are even Nascent Soul cultivators with hidden auras. That means my consciousness is so powerful that most people can't really notice it."

Chen Yun thought lightly in his heart.

At this time, someone suddenly said: "It's open, please."

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Chen Yun suddenly raised his head. Unexpectedly, a fairy palace with silvery white body and countless immortal radiances appeared in the sky. At this time, the majestic palace door opened a gap, and thousands of divine lights were released, making it impossible for people to look directly.

"this......"

Chen Yun said that he had never seen it in the world. Are all the auctions and transactions in Zhongzhou Immortal Realm held in such high-end places?

"Fellow Taoist, don't panic. This is just a small secret realm. It is only opened every fifty years. Once the time has passed, you cannot enter. After it is over, you need to exit immediately, otherwise you will be killed by the secret realm. ”

"Oh, that's it. I am a casual cultivator who has never seen the world. Thank you fellow Taoist for clarifying my doubts."

Chen Yun bowed his hands to the monk not far from him.

As he spoke, the gate of the Immortal Palace opened, and countless auras shot toward the Immortal Palace. Chen Yun did not rush to go there, but waited for a moment before heading straight to the Immortal Gate like a star.

From a distance, the Immortal Palace didn't seem very big, but it wasn't until Chen Yun realized that he had been flying for half an hour before he got closer that he realized how majestic the Immortal Palace was.

Thousand-Zhang Immortal Palace, with three big characters "Ji Immortal Palace" written on the plaque.

Chen Yun held the sixteen-sided jade palace. After being confirmed by the divine light, he was qualified to enter.

In order to get this ticket, he spent a lot of thought and means.

This thing is extremely expensive, so even the ancestor of Nascent Soul may not be able to come to participate every time.

The moment Chen Yun plunged into the Immortal Palace, he unexpectedly discovered that the Nascent Soul cultivators from the ground did not follow up, but instead locked onto him for a moment.

"Could it be..."

Chen Yun narrowed his eyes and felt a chill in his heart, but fortunately the Nascent Soul aura did not follow him into the Immortal Palace, but this incident made Chen Yun hold his chin and speculate.

"Could it be that they have the same name?"

"this......"

At this time, in the valley, three figures suddenly appeared in the void, and the powerful Nascent Soul Law spread out, occupying the entire area thousands of miles away.

"Is it Master Xiao Chen?"

"It seems that I just came here in a hurry and didn't explore it in detail. It's a nine-point image."

"In that case, we are here to wait for Master Xiao Chen. We are so considerate in protecting him throughout the whole process. Wouldn't he be grateful if he knows about it?"

"We just need to wait here for the trade fair to end, he can't escape!"

The three of them looked at each other and smiled. Chongming Pinghe's eyes became sharper and more ferocious as he murmured: "Chen Yun, it's not that we are forcing you to stay. It's just that alchemists like you are too rare." , it’s better to stay and serve in Wulingzong, I won’t treat you badly.”

In the fairy palace.

Chen Yun was worried.

Unexpectedly, I have calculated everything and taken all precautions, even though I have calculated the people's hearts accurately.

But it also means that this trip is not safe.

The road to cultivating immortality is really scary and full of dangers at every step.

You need to be more careful in the future.

Chen Yun didn't want to think too much about things that had not happened yet. They should not be able to enter before the end of the trade fair, and there was no need to enter. After all, they could just stay outside the Immortal Palace.

Thinking of this, Chen Yun's face turned serious and changed to a cheerful expression. The hall in front of him was not the simple and grand building he imagined, but a classical and elegant room.

As soon as he walked in, a good-looking woman in red came forward to serve him, but Chen Yun realized that they were not human beings, but similar to some kind of spiritual beings.

Since it was a spirit body, Chen Yun strode into it unceremoniously, holding a woman on his arm. There were three Nascent Soul monks sitting on the altar, in the middle, and the Golden Core monks were surrounding them.

The three Yuan Ying ancestors are all in the late stage or above. A man with a Chinese character face, full of vicissitudes of life and a look of sorrow, is extremely rare.

One of the old men in red robes kept his eyes tightly closed from beginning to end.

There was also a woman wearing a thin gauze dress, and her every move seemed to be able to enchant people's soul. Many Jindan monks dared not look directly at her, as she seemed to have a natural magic power.

Chen Yun didn't want to look at her, but he raised his head cautiously, only to find that this woman had been waiting for his gaze. The moment their eyes met, circles of colorful colors appeared in her eyes.

A strange spiritual power entered Chen Yun's eyebrows, and he secretly thought something was wrong. The scene around him changed in the next second, and he was in an ambiguous and luxurious palace, with charming and charming figures approaching.

Although Chen Yun knew it was fake, he could not break the illusion.

This is the terrifying part of the advanced illusion. Although you know it is false, you cannot break it.

As time went on, my consciousness was gradually blurred by the illusion, and I began to regard falsehood as true.

Chen Yun took a deep breath to gather strength, and at a certain point, a burst of terrifying power suddenly burst out from the sea of ​​souls. It was like a divine sword splitting open the illusion, like tearing apart a false picture, revealing the real world afterward.

However, the crack only split for a moment, and then immediately re-fused and mended. Of course, this was all within Chen Yun's expectations. He only needed a moment of clarity to cut off one of his fingers.

He clenched his fist and broke one of his fingers.

[Body disabled, mind strong] lit up slightly.

Immediately, the drowsy and confused feeling of consciousness was suddenly cleared, and his mind was clear and his eyes were bright. The illusion in front of him was swept away. When his sight returned again, he saw that the twenty or so Jindan who came in with him were all kneeling at the knees of a round-faced and chubby Yuanying ancestor.

The ancestor laughed with a smug look on his face, and the two Yuanying around him shook their heads with boredom, as if they had long been accustomed to this scene.

At the same time, Chen Yun discovered that there was no young female Yuanying cultivator in the hall. From beginning to end, he was just a fat man. Therefore, since the moment he entered the Immortal Palace, he had already fallen into a layer of illusion, and just now he was the second layer.

It was really terrible.

But judging from his appearance, he should just use it for fun and has no intention of hurting anyone. Otherwise, I'm afraid all the golden elixirs here are just lambs to be slaughtered.

"Hey, you kid, you are not trapped in my illusion, interesting." The round-faced Yuanying ancestor stroked his beard and cast a surprised look at Chen Yun.

The old man in Danpao and the square-faced monk also cast their thoughts, as if they were also very curious about this.

Chen Yun took a step back, holding the Vajra Talisman in his hand, his eyes solemn.

"Don't be afraid, my friend, this person is just joking. If he really wants to kill you, why would he use illusion? Just play with it, haha."

The round-faced monk laughed.

Chen Yun breathed a sigh of relief and saluted respectfully, sitting upright on the futon with his eyes closed.

Without a trump card to protect the way, even breathing a breath of air feels like someone has been poisoned...