I am your natural enemy.

Chapter 437: Increase the difficulty, gold coins explode (5k)

Wen Yan no longer wanted to keep switching between puzzle pieces. He wanted to go back and find the true body of the statue.

Then...kindly and sincerely ask the other party to add a curse to him, oh no, a blessing.

Because when he stepped into the fog and entered the next piece of the puzzle, he felt something a little different.

He felt the direction.

It’s not the direction of home, but… the direction of practicing the new Tao.

It was a very strange thing, but he just felt it.

He used to be a pioneer, moving forward in the darkness, just like in a starless and moonless night when you can't see your hand in front of you, with one foot touching the ground, exploring forward little by little, inch by inch, trying to find a way out.

Because there is no road, no direction.

Now, his new path had just expanded to his head. Just as he took a little step on this path, he almost couldn't turn his neck anymore.

However, even if it is only this little bit, it means that he has opened up a little bit of path and a little bit of direction, and that he has embarked on the road.

Logically speaking, he would still need to test things a little bit later, but it has been basically confirmed that the method of testing cannot be used anymore at this stage.

Wen Yan's practice had already fallen into a state of stagnation and confusion.

And now, that guy gave him a blessing, and on his way forward, there stood a mountain and a door, blocking his way.

What stopped him from moving forward was no longer the nothingness as before.

Even though it has become more difficult to explore and move forward, he no longer needs to blaze a trail in the void, to make a path out of nothing, or even to create a path.

What he had to do was to break through the obstacles of that mountain and that door.

The difficulties have become greater, but the good thing is that they have become concrete.

And when he was paying full attention to the direction, at the moment of crossing the puzzle, when he was between two puzzle pieces and had no direction, he felt another direction.

At that moment, he seemed to see roads appearing on the mountain and tunnels running through the mountain.

This is the direction.

The moment he felt this, the anger in Wen Yan's heart stopped growing.

He thought he was stuck, but in fact, he was going in the wrong direction.

What he needs is not to lower the difficulty, but to increase it.

Wen Yan realized it, just like that year when he could clearly defeat the boss skillfully without taking any damage, but when others were playing, he lost blood, and they were clearly playing at a lower difficulty level.

That time it was because the rhythm was not what he was used to, the boss's speed was slower, the rhythm changed, and he lost blood instead.

Wen Yan stepped into the next puzzle, and the direction changed to the other end of the puzzle again.

But he remembered the feeling just now. That feeling was not to guide him in his practice, but the moment when he was stuck between two puzzle pieces. In that situation, if he wanted to go home, he could only rely on practice.

The guidance is not the path of cultivation, but the path back home.

Wen Yan grinned and couldn't help but burst into laughter.

He has been stuck at this step for several days. He is not afraid of difficulties, but he is afraid of the feeling of being completely unable to find the direction, unable to move forward, and being stuck here.

At this moment, he couldn't help laughing. He began to understand why some people in their student days would be in high spirits and laugh out loud when they suddenly found a way to solve a problem that had troubled them for a long time and understood something.

Why do some ancient sages, after sitting for a long time and figuring something out, laugh out loud towards the sky?

He has this feeling now, he wants to laugh, wants to laugh out loud.

Because he can continue on the path he wants to take, he has found the direction.

At this moment, he even felt that the current predicament and the puzzles before him, one after another, all seemed to make sense to him.

The biggest cloud in his heart at the moment dissipated silently.

Looking at the surrounding environment, there are no longer mountains and roads, nor cities.

It looks like a rolling grassland. It is the cool and crisp autumn season, the sky is blue, the temperature is neither too cold nor too hot, and the breeze is blowing gently. It looks very comfortable.

Wen Yan came to the top of the hillside and looked around, only to find that this was not an endless grassland, but a collection of broken puzzle pieces put together.

He saw some people wearing thick clothes and hats on the other side of the hillside, as well as an earthen city, flocks of sheep and camels. Those people were obviously not modern people.

Wen Yan took a look at the Second Palace. This place was obviously not the one he had been to before. However, Wen Yan was very familiar with the earthen city.

He had seen that shape and style before in the underworld.

I also fought with the ghosts there.

Looking at it now, everything from the architecture to the people's clothing style looks very familiar.

But then he saw some guys whose attire and appearance clearly showed that they were not locals.

And more than one wave entered the small town.

Wen Yan looked to the other side. Standing on the top of the hillside, he realized that he had crossed another puzzle piece, which was only a few miles away. Moreover, it was a puzzle piece that could be seen clearly without the cover of fog.

Wen Yan walked from the top of the hillside of the grassland puzzle all the way to the side and came to the other side, where he saw another puzzle. The buildings inside were obviously in the style of the Central Plains dynasty. Looking at the people's clothes, Wen Yan could roughly tell that it was the style of the Tang Dynasty. He couldn't tell exactly when it was.

He saw several groups of people gathered in a tall building, discussing something.

It was clearly far away, but when he walked to the edge, it seemed as if he was there and could hear it clearly.

"That guy must die. He is too bold and reckless. If he does this, who knows what kind of chaos will happen in the future." The person who spoke had a hint of the elegant Tang Dynasty accent.

"The blessed land, the outer world, the dream of life and death, so many things, which one does not rely on us to protect? The man in Fuyu Mountain has wild ideas. He is not ambitious, he is a great villain, he wants to overturn everything."

"We must take care of him. He wants to destroy everything. We must destroy Lieyang and never let him succeed."

Wen Yan listened to the words with a slight accent of dialect and could roughly understand what the other party was saying.

This must have been what happened during the time of the Thirteenth Ancestor.

But why did he come here?

He stood here and looked up again, and something fell from the sky.

The crowing and wailing sounds became clearer and clearer. This time, he could hear it clearly. It was crying, the crying of a baby. Moreover, the sound was loud and powerful, like a dry howl without tears. It must be his silly son.

He was not surprised that his silly son's dry howling could fall here and be heard by him.

The power transformed from those sounds fell like soft light, while on the other side of the sky, strange and weird tones fell like gray black rain.

The two forces fell from both sides with him as the center, clearly separated and constantly colliding with each other.

The difference is the soft light, slowly falling, trying to contact Wen Yan and guide Wen Yan.

On the other side, the heavy black rain was falling where the dark curtain was falling. The black rain was leading the dark curtain to chase Wen Yan, marking Wen Yan's location.

Now Wen Yan somewhat understood why this time it was obviously not the puzzle of the old dream that was related to his second imprisonment.

Some people wanted to take the opportunity to kill him, while others wanted to rescue him.

Both forces were guided by him and had collided with each other. No wonder when he crossed the fog just now, he felt that the direction he was guided in was, for a moment, obviously not pointing into the fog.

Wen Yan looked behind him, and sure enough, he saw a sandstorm all over the sky, like a huge wall, advancing towards this side from the horizon.

Accompanied by rumbling sounds, thunder and fire flashed in the sandstorm.

This was not the first time Wen Yan had seen this scene.

But this time, what was different was that he saw densely packed, large numbers of puzzle pieces, caught in the sandstorm and moving forward with the sandstorm.

He saw a dark curtain rushing in from the edge. The edge of the area was swept by a sandstorm. A large amount of lightning and fire were flashing, constantly colliding with the dark curtain.

Then the curtain of darkness was shattered and retreated, avoiding the sandstorm.

No matter how the heavy black rain guided or stimulated it, it would never move forward again.

A corner of the dark curtain poked out, trying to secretly swallow up a puzzle piece that was swept away by the sandstorm, but the moment it touched it, it was hit back by the suddenly expanding sandstorm.

A corner of the dark curtain was suddenly left empty. In the area not covered by the darkness, dense black insects were exposed to the light and quickly evaporated while fluttering.

The dark curtain retreated and disappeared back where it came from.

Now Wen Yan knew why there were so many puzzles here.

Because those dark curtains cannot penetrate here at all, the old dreams have existed until now.

He didn't come here by accident, he was guided here by the ability given by his aunt.

Wen Yan looked at the sandstorm coming from afar. He saw more and more fragments flashing in the sandstorm. A large amount of information poured into his mind the moment he saw it.

That's all the information contained in those puzzle pieces, all the information from the past. Even more than just a thousand years ago.

Wen Yan saw one of the pictures and the people inside were obviously dressed like modern people.

“Have you ever thought that the stronger the people in the world become, the more blurred the boundary between them and the Great Wilderness becomes.

Have you also thought that dreams and realms are all based on the present world?

That's not increasing strength, that's synchronously increasing abnormalities.

If they continue to grow stronger, one day airplanes and cannons will become of little use.

Why did Lao Zhu speed up and step on the accelerator and enter the Dharma Ending Age?

There is a record and a number of people who died in the war.

But a thousand years ago, two thousand years ago, there were no numbers on those who died from abnormalities.

I object. We must not allow Lieyang to carry out a plan that has already failed once."

Wen Yan looked at the puzzle piece, he couldn't see the man's face clearly.

Because of the hazy drizzle, it scattered among the fragments, making the place very blurry. He couldn't confirm who the other party was by listening to the voice, it was very vague.

But then, a slightly piercing voice came out, and he felt it sounded familiar.

"For the sake of possible risks, you ignore the risks that have already been confirmed. You may even choke to death while eating. Why haven't I seen you give up eating?
When China made a new decision 40 years ago to adjust its general direction, didn’t it foresee what problems it would encounter later? It would have been better to keep the status quo.

The question is, does reality allow you to stay the same?

It's really stupid. What's the matter? Are you afraid that it's hard to discipline ordinary people? Are you afraid that it's hard to control them? Are you afraid that when you shit on their heads, no one will resist? "

As the output became more and more outrageous, someone knocked on the table.

"Cai Qidong, you are now the director of a county branch after all, so please pay attention."

Wen Yan was speechless. He saw the blurry figure, then stood up and left.

"What's there to do here? Let's go."

Pieces of the puzzle kept flashing by, and he realized that they were all related to Lieyang and his aunt.

He also saw a puzzle, in which he saw an aunt in a red dress, holding a swaddling cloth, inside which was a baby with a bluish face and closed eyes.

She put the child on the stone bed and turned away.

Immediately afterwards, Wen Yan saw that heavy drizzle began to fall in one of the puzzle pieces.

The drizzle poured out from the puzzle that was caught in the sandstorm, and in an instant it seemed to spread to the entire world.

Wen Yan looked at the puzzle pieces that kept flashing by and the sandstorm getting closer. He clapped his hands, took out a bottle of water, and a drop of water flew out of the bracelet on his wrist and merged into the sandstorm.

He cast a spell on Er Jin Gong to save him from drowning, and the water poured directly into Er Jin Gong's mouth and nose, and the gray cloth quickly wrapped Er Jin Gong up.

Wen Yan stood there, watching the sandstorm approach.

Then, he lowered his waist slightly, and it felt like a mountain was pressing down on him. That terrifying feeling of oppression appeared instantly.

He saw his aunt, the only bright color in the front of the sandstorm.

The feeling of oppression this time was far greater than the one I saw in the underworld.

It really feels like facing the devil with a mortal body.

No wonder all parties dare not record detailed events in their records; the sense of oppression is really too strong.

Wen Yan stood there motionless and called out from a distance.

But this time, my aunt ignored him and just glanced at him from a distance.

Then, my aunt raised her head slightly and looked at the drizzle coming out of one of the puzzle pieces.

She stretched out her slender hand and clenched it in the air. Then, the hand seemed to cross the space and reach directly into the puzzle. With a loud bang of thunder, the drizzle in the puzzle disappeared.

Everything in the puzzle still maintains the blurriness it had when the drizzle appeared, but that’s it, and there will be no change.

My aunt was holding something in her hand, she put it down and continued walking.

In a flash, a sandstorm whizzed past, and the surrounding light dimmed in an instant, with howling winds all around.

When he fell into the sandstorm, he could no longer see anything else, but under the strong wind, the direction in his heart became clearer than ever before.

After entering the old dream, the hint that had never appeared again finally appeared.

"Get the environmental buff."

"Under the current environment, your additional fixed ability 'Never Get Lost' has been greatly enhanced."

Wen Yan could no longer see the surrounding environment clearly beyond two meters, but the direction in his mind was extremely clear.

It not only gives guidance in a direction, but also gives guidance on the route.

He shouted in the sandstorm.

"Aunt, the little guy is very good, loves to laugh and eat tomatoes, and is very cute and well-behaved."

After he shouted, something suddenly appeared in his hand.

He stretched out his hand and saw a drop of water.

Before he could figure it out, the Water Official Talisman on the back of his hand appeared and directly absorbed the drop of water.

"Relieve the Disaster Water Official Talisman, gain an additional 1% progress, current progress is 55%."

Wen Yan was shocked. What kind of thing could drop gold coins?
Wen Yan did not get a response, he could only feel the huge oppressive feeling in the sandstorm. Even though it was not directed at him, he still felt uncomfortable as if he had encountered a natural enemy, and his body instinctively went into a state of stress.

As for Erkan, who was carried by Wen Yan into the palace, he had become limp and fainted just now.

Wen Yan carried Er Jin Palace and walked through the vast sandstorm. After walking for a few minutes, the sandstorm gradually weakened.

He vaguely saw that the surroundings had turned into darkness, and he could feel that there were two roads ahead.

One is eerie and heavy, filled with a sense of oppression, and the other is gloomy and gloomy, as if it is a step towards death.

Wen Yan chose the latter without hesitation.

Because of the latter, he had been there.

He closed his eyes and took a few steps again. The sandstorm dissipated and he stepped onto a small path.

On both sides of the path, skeletal hands looked like clusters of flowers swaying in the wind. The air was filled with fragrance, and countless illusions changed on both sides of the path.

"The basic passive effect 'Fearless' has been activated."

"Never Sunset has been activated."

"No Day Walk, has been activated."

Wen Yan closed his eyes and walked in it, following the direction in his heart, ignoring everything here and kept moving forward.

He had been here before, and walked through here when he was heading from the underworld to the place where the mountain ghost was sealed.

For ordinary people, this path is indeed a dead end.

He walked along this road for not long before taking another step, feeling the extremely dense yin energy around him. Without opening his eyes, he knew that he had entered the underworld.

He didn't open his eyes because he couldn't be sure if his feeling was wrong.

He continued to walk forward. The dense flowers around him swayed faster and faster, and more and more strange illusions appeared, including countless ghosts from the underworld, but none of them could trick Wen Yan into opening his eyes.

Countless illusions could only watch as Wen Yan walked step by step along the correct path, stepped into the underworld, and completely disappeared here.

A few minutes later, Wen Yan felt the direction in his heart and began to turn, then he opened his eyes.

He had reached a crossroads.

The sound of Dao Ge's crowing was so clear that all the ghosts at the crossroads of the underworld avoided that road. The sound itself seemed to contain an extremely strong yang energy.

Wen Yan walked up along the intersection and came out of Lao Zhao's basement.

I saw my fourth uncle performing a ritual in the backyard of my house, Taoist brother standing on the rack and yelling, and my stupid son was crying.

Wen Yan was so moved that even his silly son was trying his best to help him. It was not in vain that he helped his silly son get food.

However, when he got closer, he saw that the silly son didn't even watch what was happening. He just stretched out his hand, trying to push away the cat that was blocking his view. The cat was not happy about it, so the silly son started howling for a long time without shedding a single tear.

When the cat saw Wen Yan coming out and flew up immediately, the silly son immediately stopped howling and continued to look into the room eagerly.

(End of this chapter)