High Martial Arts Storm

"A Dreamlike Realm of Inquiry?"

Mo Yan stared blankly at Tian Jing, whose expression was solemn, hardly believing her ears.

She is a student at Wanlian Taoist Academy.

On her very first day here, she had heard of the Forbidden Land of Inquiry and even knew that it was extremely dangerous, and that even a Battle King Realm expert might not be able to come out alive.

Why?

Why did the dean allow her to enter such a dangerous forbidden area?

"Yang Haocheng will go in with you, but once inside, no matter what choices you face, you must follow your truest feelings when making a decision," Tian Jing instructed.

"I understand." Mo Yan nodded gently.

"Here, don't open this before entering the Illusionary Realm of Inquiry. Once you're inside... you'll open it if needed." Tian Jing handed Mo Yan a metal box.

"Um!"

Mo Yan took it and put it into her storage device.

She voiced her doubts, but received no answer.

"I can't guess what the dean is thinking either, but you need to believe that the dean won't harm you." Tian Jing said this with a slight guilty conscience.

Mo Yan felt relieved.

As for Chen Ziying's thoughts, she felt it was normal not to be able to figure them out. As long as the other party was unwilling to harm her and Yang Haocheng, that was enough.

Two hours later.

Yang Haocheng and Mo Yan were taken to a forbidden area deep within the cave world.

"Tian Jing, you are in charge of all matters at Wanlian Dao Academy for the next two months. No matter who comes to me, tell them I am in seclusion." Chen Ziying stood at the entrance of the forbidden area, looking at Tian Jing's astonished expression, and said coldly, "As for Yang Haocheng and Mo Yan, no matter who comes to them, tell them they are in seclusion with me for the same two months."

"Dean, why are you personally..."

"You just need to answer me, can you do it?" Chen Ziying asked in a deep voice.

"It's possible!"

"good!"

With a wave of her hand, Chen Ziying instantly wrapped two streams of energy around Yang Haocheng and Mo Yan's bodies. As a seven-colored lotus seat grew larger, Chen Ziying carried the two onto the seven-colored lotus seat and then transformed into a stream of light, rushing into the entrance of the forbidden area.

Tian Jing stared blankly in the direction where the streak of light disappeared, her lips twitching violently a few times.

"The dean must have been provoked by Yang Haocheng's cultivation speed, which is why he did something so crazy, even unwilling to wait for Yang Haocheng to break through to the Battle Venerable Realm..."

"The Illusionary Realm of Inquiry can indeed bring great benefits to every person who enters, but it is also necessary to pay a price."

"well……"

Tian Jing sighed softly.

"Her choice was ultimately reasonable." An elderly woman with silver hair appeared out of nowhere behind Tian Jing.

"However, it's still a bit risky. After all, Yang Haocheng's strength is still too weak, and he has a long road ahead of him. What if he perishes along the way..." Tian Jing didn't turn around, nor did she continue speaking.

"She said it was a high-stakes gamble," the silver-haired old woman said softly.

"I don't like gambling," Tian Jing said.

"That's the difference between you and her. In fact, with your talent, even if you were ten years younger than her, if you had her courage, your cultivation level would be several stars higher now. But now the gap between you and her is getting bigger and bigger." The silver-haired old woman smiled calmly.

"That's true."

On the seven-colored lotus throne.

Looking at the seemingly endless seven-colored light tunnel ahead, Yang Haocheng felt a little nervous, so much so that he subconsciously grabbed Mo Yan's hand.

Mo Yan was also nervous, even more so than Yang Haocheng. The warmth from his large hand made her feel a little more at ease.

"Don't be nervous. I'm putting myself in this situation to ensure your safety." Chen Ziying continuously cast hand seals, controlling the seven-colored lotus seat to fly forward rapidly.

"Um!"

They both nodded at the same time.

call out……

When the seven-colored lotus throne passed through the seven-colored light channel and entered a world, even Yang Haocheng, who already had some knowledge, was captivated by the world before him.

Countless golden stars are embedded in the sky, colorful streaks of light suddenly appear, streak across the sky and disappear into the distant horizon. Even the mountains and the flowers, grasses and trees growing there are all colorful, a riot of colors, as beautiful as a fairy tale world.

"What is that?"

Yang Haocheng's gaze was suddenly drawn to the auspicious seven-colored clouds drifting in from afar. As they drew closer, his eyes widened as he stared at the majestic Qilin beast above, an expression of disbelief appearing in his eyes.

Qilin Beast...

Isn't that a mythical beast from legend?

How did I end up seeing this here?

"what?"

Yang Haocheng suddenly turned his head and looked at Mo Yan beside him.

He noticed that Mo Yan's exquisite and adorable face, so beautiful it was almost intoxicated, was gazing into the distance with her large, watery eyes, and her hands were wrapped around his waist as she pressed her body against him.

"Yang Haocheng, with your mental strength, you should be able to withstand the illusion for forty minutes. So during these forty minutes, take good care of Mo Yan. Don't be surprised if she does anything," Chen Ziying said calmly.

"And what about forty minutes later?" Yang Haocheng asked.

"Forty minutes from now, you will be invaded by an illusion, entering your mental world. You will face countless temptations and do many absurd things," Chen Ziying said, a smile appearing on her beautiful face.

"Can it be cracked?" Yang Haocheng asked again.

"Unless your mental strength breaks through to the fifth level, you simply can't break it." Chen Ziying shook her head and said, "Even for me, when my cultivation level breaks through to the fifth level, I can only last for eighteen hours before my consciousness sinks into the illusion. However..."

"But what?" Yang Haocheng pressed.

"I only need twelve hours to take you to the Soul-Suppressing House on the other side and pull you from the deep illusion to the shallow illusion," Chen Ziying said.

Deep Illusion?

A shallow illusion?

Yang Haocheng frowned, his heart filled with apprehension.

A dozen minutes later.

Yang Haocheng noticed that Mo Yan had started to take off her own clothes, so he immediately grabbed her hands and stopped her.

"it's useless!"

Chen Ziying shook her head and said, "You can stop him for now, but soon you will be just like her. This is not an ordinary illusion, but a place where illusion and reality coexist. After we enter, many things will happen, including... breaking through that last layer of male-female relationship."

"How is this possible?" Yang Haocheng's eyes widened instantly, and he said incredulously, "To have sex without feelings, I can't do it, and it's impossible for me to do it."

"But in this illusion, can you develop feelings for Mo Yan, or for me?" Chen Ziying revealed a self-deprecating smile and said, "Don't even mention you, even I can't resist it. This is one of the reasons why, in the sixty years since the appearance of the Heart-Questioning Illusion, once one person enters, the other person can no longer enter."

Yang Haocheng was stunned.

He stared at Chen Ziying in disbelief and asked urgently, "Then why did you let all three of us in at the same time? You…"

"I want to make your cultivation speed faster and your strength stronger." Chen Ziying's eyes flashed with a sharp light as she said seriously, "And Mo Yan, her cultivation level is too low. She hasn't even opened her sea of ​​consciousness and sea of ​​mind yet. After coming here, I can help her open them successfully. Even... I myself might be able to take another step forward and break through to the three-star Battle Venerable Realm."

Yang Haocheng was speechless.

Should we blame Chen Ziying?

The other party wanted him to become stronger, and even if they had ulterior motives, he still couldn't bring himself to blame them.

Forty minutes later.

Yang Haocheng gradually lost his way.

He saw many bizarre and wonderful places and encountered many strange and unusual things, as if he had entered a series of reincarnations and become independent individuals or other life forms.

Countless spiritual insights constantly washed over his soul.

He himself did not even realize that his spiritual power was surging, his mental strength was surging even faster, and even his cultivation level was steadily improving.

In each of his many worlds, he encountered Mo Yan.

Sometimes they are enemies, sometimes friends, sometimes lovers, sometimes husband and wife...

later.

He met Chen Ziying again.

Chen Ziying as a child, or as a young woman, or as an old woman...

The grudges and affections seem to be intertwined as if by fate.

at last.

One day, a seven-colored lotus suddenly appeared between his eyebrows, and his consciousness was abruptly pulled back into a crystal-clear glass room.

"Where is this?" Yang Haocheng asked blankly.

"The Soul-Suppressing House!"

A seven-colored lotus mark has appeared between Chen Ziying's eyebrows, adding to her charm.

"Where is Mo Yan?" Yang Haocheng asked hurriedly.

"She'll be back in a few hours." Chen Ziying's eyes softened as she gently removed Yang Haocheng's tattered, blood-stained coat. Pointing to a large bed inside, she whispered, "The cycle of reincarnation in the illusion is both a false existence and a real occurrence. Have you ever calculated how many lifetimes we've gone through? How many times have we been husband and wife?"

Countless fragments of memory kept surfacing in Yang Haocheng's mind.

"Three hundred and sixty reincarnations, eighty-one marriages." Yang Haocheng gave a bitter smile, gently embraced Chen Ziying, and sat down on the large bed. He said helplessly, "I've heard of 'The Yellow Millet Dream' before, but who would have thought this Heart-Questioning Illusion is hundreds of times more insane than that."

"So, have you fallen for me now?" Chen Ziying asked with a smile, wrapping her arms around Yang Haocheng's neck.

"It's more than just being in love, it's a deep-rooted affection. In the cycle of reincarnation, you were my woman, and now you will be my woman. Even if we leave this hellish place, you will still be my woman." Yang Haocheng's tone became more domineering as he spoke.

"But I am still innocent..."

"It won't be like that for long!"

After a while.

A crimson rose has appeared on the white handkerchief.

After a long and passionate embrace, the two, feeling no sense of unfamiliarity, broke through the last line of defense.

call out!

A streak of light appeared.

Mo Yan stood blankly by the bed, watching Yang Haocheng and Chen Ziying's actions. After only a few seconds of hesitation, she pounced on them.

They shared a deep emotional bond and supported each other through thick and thin.

The three of them acted recklessly in the Soul-Suppressing House, yet also diligently cultivated their skills.

In the outside world, no one knows how much time has passed.

Yang Haocheng and Mo Yan's cultivation levels have advanced by leaps and bounds. Even Chen Ziying's cultivation level has broken through to the three-star Battle Venerable Realm, and she is only half a step away from the four-star Battle Venerable Realm.

This day.

After a night of absurdity, Chen Ziying suddenly said, "Judging by the time, it's about time. We should go."

"Where to?" Yang Haocheng asked, still a little dazed.