Chapter 327 Seventy

On the twelfth floor, Ye Fan stayed here. The surrounding illusion was very real, but the evolved environment was not vast, only a small house.

That house was Ye Fan's small house in Pingcheng. The door was open. In the courtyard, a family of three sat around the table, with Xiaobai squatting on one side.

With laughter and laughter, this scene seemed very warm.

Ye Fan stayed here like this for a long time, watching the scene in front of him without making a sound or moving.

"If I didn't embark on this spiritual path, scenes like this might appear in my every day life." After a long time, Ye Fan made a voice and looked at the scene in front of him. Even though he knew it was an illusion, there was still a look in his eyes. Somewhat moving.

The unexpected early death of his parents in his previous life has always been his regret. He tried his best to change many things in this life, but if he had to fight for it, he was destined to give up time with his family.

The happiness of family life in front of him is that he, as an ordinary person, stays with his family and lives an ordinary life.

"Hey, Fan'er, you kid, what are you doing standing at the door? It's time to eat." While he was pondering, there was a sound in the room. Ye Lincheng raised his chopsticks and made a sound to Ye Fan. On the side, Brigitte Lin also waved to Ye Fan.

"Wangwang." Xiaobai also shouted, and on the side, the illusory Ye Fan stood up with a smile on his face.

Ye Fan stopped there, and finally took a step forward.

And as his footsteps moved, the other Ye Fan gradually faded away in the room.

Snap, snap.

In the illusion, the sound of Ye Fan's footsteps was very clear, and the family in the house were not in a hurry, waiting for him with smiling faces.

In the end, his footsteps stopped at the door of the house, and Ye Fan clearly felt the repulsive force of the surrounding illusion on him.

This was a reminder that as long as he took one more step, this trial would be considered a failure.

"I thought I could get in." Ye Fan made a voice, stood firm, looked at Ye Lincheng and Brigitte Lin inside the door, could only smile helplessly, raised his hand, and pulled the door handle.

The door slowly closed, and inside the door, Brigitte Lin's voice sounded, "Son, there is your favorite hot pot meat today, won't you come back and eat it?"

When these words came out, Ye Fan's movements stagnated slightly, but then, he smiled and waved.

"Just wait, I'll be back when I finish everything."

"It won't be long, I promise."

Snap.

The sound fell, and at the same time, the door was closed, everything around turned into ripples, and the house gradually faded away at this moment, indicating that Ye Fan successfully passed the twelfth level of the Clear Heart Trial.

The surrounding environment changed again. This time, Ye Fan paused, did not raise his head, and took a deep breath.

This is the horror of the trial of clear mind. In addition to the eleven levels of worldly desires at the beginning, from now on, it attacks your choices, the life you once imagined, the regrets you have never made up for, and the things you have never realized. Commitment, to be more precise, is your obsession.

People always have obsessions. Even if your mind is as hard as iron, even if you know it is an illusion, you will still be affected inevitably.

"Huh." After a long time, Ye Fan let out a long breath. After all, he still has the ability to adjust himself after a hundred years of life.

Looking up, Ye Fan's eyes became firm again. Looking at the new scene in front of him, there seemed to be a flash of fire jumping in his eyes.

"In my last life, when I was seventeen years old, I had only reached the thirty-first level when I left Mingxin Sect. In this life, I don't know how far I can go."

"It won't be any worse than it was then."

…

Outside the illusion, the old man seemed a little surprised when he saw the twelfth scratch on the wall.

But soon, he nodded with some satisfaction, "When you step out of the twelfth floor, you have a clear mind. You should be able to step up to many more floors in the future."

And just as the old man expected, after passing the twelfth floor, the engravings on the wall quickly lit up again.

Twelve, thirteen, not much time passed, and the mark reached over thirty.

After a while, the mark exceeded forty.

But the forty moment did not stop, it was still lighting up one after another. Until this time, the old man's expression gradually became a little surprised. He looked at the engravings on the wall and gradually frowned.

"How can a teenage boy have such a determined state of mind?"

"Not bad." A voice sounded next to the old man. The old man was stunned and turned around. When he saw Yunyu, he looked a little surprised, "Teacher Yunyu, why are you here."

"Since he is the student assigned to me by the elders, I will naturally pay more attention to it." Yun Yu replied, but his eyes were focused on the engraving on the wall. "According to this progress, he should be able to break through to the fiftieth floor or above."

"Elder Discipline, in the history of Mingxin Sect, what is the highest record in the Mingxin Trial?"

"The seventy-ninth floor, left by the Sword Master." The old man replied, but he seemed to have remembered something, "The Taoist Master said that what this boy practices is the sword technique left by the Sword Master."

After saying this, the old man seemed to suddenly realize, "No wonder this kid is so determined."

"Throughout the ages, there are not a few people who have inherited the inheritance of the Sword Master. Isn't there a sword pavilion established by the descendants of the Sword Master on the other side of the West Sea? However, there are not many outstanding people in the center." Yunyu shook his head, "Swordsmanship is just a skill. Although the Dharma can also grind people’s minds, it may not be very effective.”

"Teacher Yunyu, you mean that this boy's character is firm, not because of his sword skills?" The old man was a little surprised.

"I can only say that it's not like that." Yunyu replied, seeming to have some memories, "He has a lot of shadows of his ancestors. He believes in ending wars with war. When he came yesterday, he had an argument with me."

"His ancestors couldn't get through so many levels." The old man replied.

"His ancestor believed too much that his path was right. The trial of the clear mind was more like doubt to him." Yun Yu seemed to have seen through it. She thought of something and sighed quietly, "His descendants, In this regard, he is better than his ancestors."

"I don't know if I can do better, but at least I have to be more polite." The old man spoke and muttered. At this moment, he was also a little curious about Mark's results, "I don't know how much this kid can get through. layer."

"It shouldn't be more than sixty floors."

"I don't know." Yun Yu shook her head and leaned against the door plaque.

The engravings continued to increase, and after a while, they finally broke through the sixty mark.

This surprised both of them. Obviously, reaching the sixtieth floor was already an astonishing achievement. Even among the elders who stayed in Mingxin Sect all year round, only ten people could get through the sixtieth floor.

"He's still going on." Seeing that the mark continued to light up, until he broke through to sixty-three, the Discipline Elder couldn't sit still. "This kid, I'm afraid he is a monster. With a ten-year-old mind, how can he survive the trial of clear mind?" Go further than me?"

"Is there something wrong with the trial light ball? I'll go check it out."

The sound fell, and the mark lit up again, and not long after, another layer lit up.

"Sixty-five, Master Yunyu, this kid has already surpassed you." At this moment, Elder Discipline's eyes widened.

Yun Yu's expression changed slightly, and both of them seemed to be staring at the progress chart on the wall in tacit understanding.

Sixty-six, sixty-seven, sixty-eight, sixty-nine, and then, it got stuck here.

"Mingxin Sect, there has been no one above the seventieth level for more than a hundred years." Time passed, and Elder Discipline spoke up. At this moment, he was even sweating profusely on his forehead, looking at the people standing quietly in the field, still in the illusion. Ye Fan actually had a hint of expectation.

The same was true for Yunyu, and time passed slowly amidst the tension between the two of them.

In the blink of an eye, a few hours passed. Suddenly, Ye Fan's body began to tremble violently, as if he had experienced some kind of struggle, and the veins on his forehead were beating violently.

"No, this kid is trying to break through the illusion." Seeing this scene, the Discipline Elder immediately spoke up and raised the fake magic whip in his hand.

On the side, Yunyu seemed to want to wait a little longer, but thinking of the terrifying consequences of getting lost in the illusion, she raised her hand and put it down again.

Snapped.

The whip was thrown out and exploded in the air. It seemed so powerful that even after being whipped, the pain woke up.

Ye Fan's trembling did not stop. The whip struck at a very fast speed. Seeing that it was about to fall on him, Ye Fan suddenly opened his eyes and stepped back sharply.

Snap, snap, snap.

He obviously didn't wake up naturally, and his retreating movements were a little awkward. He didn't stop until he hit the wall.

Snapped!

At the same time, the whip hit the ground and made a crisp sound. This sound seemed to wake Ye Fan up at this moment, and he couldn't stop breathing violently.

"You kid, you can only rely on your natural state of mind to break through the illusion. If you force yourself to break through, you will die if you are not careful. Do you understand?" The Discipline Elder cursed and walked quickly towards Ye Fan. He was about to reach out to support Ye Fan. Fan, Ye Fan suddenly stopped breathing, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Why are you laughing? Don't you think it was dangerous enough?" Elder Discipline cursed and was about to continue, but at this moment, the engraving on the wall lit up.

This engraving seemed to be particularly bright, illuminating Ye Fan's smile, and at the same time, it also made Elder Discipline and Yunyu stagnate.

"this……"

The Discipline Elder's hand stopped in the air, and his eyes gradually turned horrified as he looked at the lit engraving.

"You passed the seventieth floor!"