Chapter 59: Entering the God Burial Abyss [First Update]
I'm adjusting my work and rest schedule these two days, and will release four chapters tomorrow!
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As the celebration was held, the whole Dragon Emperor Island was filled with joy. The island masters of the Six Gods of the Inner Sea also came over in person, with a pleasant face, and congratulated Ye Chen with a smile. They also rewarded each of them with gifts, including rare plant armor, sharp swords, and so on.
In this joyful atmosphere, Ye Chen's expression remained calm. Sometimes he stared into the distance, sometimes he frowned in deep thought, without any joy at all.
Huang Feng saw that Ye Chen did not look happy, and asked in surprise: "What's wrong?"
Ye Chen glanced at him, his eyes flashed, and he shook his head slightly.
At this time, the celebration had already started. There was a spacious square with many maids walking around, placing fruit plates and fine wine on the tables. All the guests were seated. An old man in purple slowly walked out of the back hall. When everything was ready, he stood next to Ye Chen, looked around the room, and said with a smile, "Today is a great day!"
Hearing this, everyone put down their glasses and listened attentively.
The purple-robed old man looked at Ye Chen beside him and said with a smile: "Today, the next Lord of the Temple of our Dragon Emperor Island has finally been born. He is Mr. Ye Chen. At a young age, he has overcome his inner demons and reached the fifth level of wise men. He has achieved great enlightenment, crossed the bridge of the mind, and gained the recognition of the Divine Sword. I believe that under his leadership, we will be even more glorious!"
Everyone in the audience was excited and looked at Ye Chen with admiration in their eyes.
After the purple-robed old man finished speaking, he turned to look at Ye Chen and said with a smile: "As long as you give the order, the celebration can be held."
Ye Chen looked normal, waved his hand and said, "Let's start."
The old man in purple smiled slightly and raised his hand. A horn sounded in the distance, followed by the sound of many firecrackers and fireworks. Many balloons rose into the sky and exploded, spilling many petals from them. It was extremely beautiful. The whole square was suddenly filled with laughter.
"Come with me." The purple-robed old man looked at Ye Chen and said with a smile, leading him to the top of the seats where there was a golden throne, majestic and domineering, like the throne of an emperor.
At the signal of the purple-robed old man, Ye Chen sat on the golden throne and looked down. Below him, there was a red carpet, wine was overflowing on the dining table, and brilliant fireworks exploded in the sky. Although the Xuanyuan tribe was relatively primitive, they still had high technology, so it was not difficult to make fireworks.
"Singing and dancing..."
As the purple-robed old man clapped his hands, many graceful women came out from nowhere and danced among the people, looking ethereal and extremely beautiful.
Many people watched and cheered loudly, were fascinated, and wanted to join in.
Ye Chen watched all this silently with an expressionless face. Next to him, a pretty girl brought up fruit plates with all kinds of precious fruits that tasted delicious.
Good wine, beautiful women...
This life was no worse than that of the ancient emperors. For Ye Chen, who had experienced the end of the world for ten years and rarely had a full meal, it was an even more fatal temptation.
He ate a piece of fruit, frowned in thought, and paid no attention to the singing and dancing.
After a while, he suddenly turned around and looked closely at the purple-robed old man next to him, and asked, "What's your name?"
The purple-robed old man was slightly startled, and the originally joyful atmosphere around him seemed to suddenly freeze. After a moment, the purple-robed old man smiled awkwardly and said, "I am just an elder of the temple. Why are you asking this all of a sudden?"
Ye Chen was silent for a moment, then asked: "Do you know the names of the six island owners in the Inner Sea?"
The purple-robed old man looked strange and asked, "Why are you asking these questions suddenly?"
"Speak!" Ye Chen narrowed his eyes.
The purple-robed old man looked a little embarrassed and said, "We don't have much contact with them. When they come, you can ask them in person. I can't tell you their names."
Ye Chen stared at him for a while, his eyes flashed, then he slowly lowered his head, frowning in thought.
As time goes by...
In the blink of an eye, three days passed.
During these three days, Ye Chen had fine wine every day, beautiful women by his side, clothes provided for him, and everything was taken care of very attentively. His life was like that of a god.
On the third day, Ye Chen bid farewell to Huang Feng, Zi Wan and others and came to the Holy Land of Dragon Emperor. From afar, he saw the book boy waiting quietly by the Bridge of the Heart.
Ye Chen walked over.
When the servant saw him, his eyes lit up and he said with a smile, "You're finally here. Let's go without further ado!" Then he turned around and was about to lead the way out.
Ye Chen suddenly said, "Slow down!"
The book boy looked at him in surprise and asked, "What's the matter?"
Ye Chen stared at him for a while, then slowly took up the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, handed it to him, and said, "Take it!"
The book boy was stunned for a moment, and asked in confusion: "Why? You don't want it?"
Ye Chen glanced at him and said in a cold voice: "Of course I want it, but I don't want an illusion, but the real Xuanyuan Sword!" As he said that, he threw the sword into the ravine next to the Bridge of Mind, and it disappeared in the blink of an eye.
As the magic sword disappeared, the book boy in front of him also disappeared, and Ye Chen's body returned to the twelfth step of the bridge of the mind without him knowing when. He looked calm, not at all surprised. All this was as expected. When he stepped into the twelfth step, he did not receive any test. In fact, everything in the past three days was a test!
Let him think he has obtained the magic sword, and then immerse himself in joy forever. This is the spiritual test of the twelfth step!
Ye Chen had vaguely guessed it from the beginning. After all, it was impossible to get a top treasure like Xuanyuan Sword so easily. Moreover, as an outsider, he would have to go through a lot of hardships if he was really qualified to get it. In order to verify what he thought, he asked the purple-shirted old man and the names of the six island owners in the inner sea. He didn't know these people, but the purple-shirted old man refused to give a direct answer, which just confirmed what he thought. Everything in the past three days was developed according to his thoughts. Therefore, he didn't know the purple-shirted old man's name in his heart, so he didn't know it in the illusion.
Since you know it is an illusion, why do you stay here for three days?
Because Ye Chen couldn't find a way to break the illusion for a moment.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
This illusion is not a cliff. You just need to abandon everything and take a brave step to take the next step. In this illusion, if your mind is not strong, you will sink forever. If you don't have a great enlightenment, you will not be able to find the direction and can't get out of the illusion.
After three days of hard thinking.
Ye Chen recalled everything that had happened along the way, and finally he suddenly realized that he knew the way to break the illusion, which was to destroy the fake Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, because this sword was the obsession in his heart. Only by letting go of the obsession could he see through everything.
Only by giving up can you gain, and because you are willing to give up, you will truly get!
At the bridge of the soul, Zi Wan, Huang Feng and others looked at Ye Chen, whose body was stiff and motionless, and frowned. They were not anxious, but secretly happy. If Ye Chen had not taken the magic sword, they would have a chance to succeed in the future! Although their current state of mind was not as good as Ye Chen's, the improvement of the soul was not conventional. Sometimes, an epiphany would make one become a saint on the spot!
"He has stayed at the twelfth step for three hours and has not yet broken through. It seems that there is little hope of taking this step!" Huang Jian said secretly in his heart, feeling somewhat pleased.
At this moment, Ye Chen, who had been motionless, suddenly raised his head slowly, looked at the towering sword edge, his expression normal, and slowly took a step forward, took the twelfth step, and walked to the other side of the bridge.
Huang Feng, Zi Wan and others were all shocked and looked at Ye Chen in disbelief.
"Break through, make it through?" Huang Bingbing covered her red lips with her hands, somewhat unbelievable. Her father hadn't even made it through the eleventh floor, but the man in black in front of her had actually surpassed it by far?
As the others were stunned, Ye Chen stood under the divine sword and stared at it. He felt that the divine sword was filled with a majestic aura, and he couldn't help but reach out and touch it...
"Huh?" Ye Chen frowned, and saw his hand pass through the sword and reach into the interior. His expression changed slightly, "Just a projection?"
Behind the bridge, the middle-aged man saw Ye Chen walking over. He looked at him silently for a long time before sighing softly and saying, "That's just a projection of the magic sword. Don't bother. Come back. I'll take you to see the real magic sword!"
Ye Chen was stunned for a moment, frowned slightly, turned around and walked along the bridge of the mind to the other side, and asked: "Where is the real sword?"
"Don't worry!" The middle-aged man turned to look at Zi Wan and the others beside him and said, "Next, we are going to the God Burial Abyss. Do you have anything else to prepare?"
Zi Wan and the others' eyes lit up, and some shook their heads impatiently.
The middle-aged man looked at Ye Chen and said, "The true location of the divine sword is in the God Burial Abyss, and it is personally managed by Lord Dragon Emperor. Come with me!" As he spoke, his figure moved, turned around and flew away.
Ye Chen pondered for a moment, then moved and followed behind him. Huang Feng and others beside him followed without saying a word. Although they did not get the magic sword, it was also within their expectations. After all, they were all people of transcendent status and had a lot of experience. Naturally, they knew that the magic sword was not so easy to get.
"Congratulations!" Huang Feng looked at Ye Chen and congratulated him with a smile, but there was a hint of helplessness in his voice.
Huang Bingbing, Huang Jian and others beside him all congratulated Ye Chen, but they seemed a little depressed.
Ye Chen did not say much. After returning the greeting, he followed the crowd, led by the middle-aged man, and rushed out of the Dragon Emperor Holy Land and rushed to the temple.
At the gate of the majestic temple, several guards saw the middle-aged man and hurriedly saluted respectfully, not daring to stop him at all.
The middle-aged man strolled leisurely in the temple. When people around him saw him, they all treated him with respect. It was obvious that the middle-aged man had a very high status in the temple!
Not long after, they arrived at the center of the temple and saw a metal room with a ten-foot-wide pool inside. The pool was golden and filled with a strange fragrance. It was actually a source of divine power!
Just when Ye Chen was puzzled, the middle-aged man pressed something and the surface of the pool of the source of divine power opened up, revealing a whirlpool with a black shaft inside, about ten feet in diameter.