My enemies became my companions

Chapter 573 I am Taiyi (Three in One)

Chen Yi didn't know whose dream he had entered.

There is music in the depths,
The women danced to the music, their moves beautiful and moving, their frantic skirts fluttering among the bamboo leaves, fiercely and unrestrainedly. Sometimes they scattered in one place, sometimes they gathered together, playing musical instruments and singing on one side, and there was a lively and colorful performance on the other side.

So fucking awesome!

Even a man as bold and knowledgeable as Chen Yi couldn't help swallowing his saliva when he first saw this scene.

The bamboo leaves are dancing, and the tinkling bells are shaking her sweaty arms, as if tapping the tip of her heart again and again, and then leaving with a smile. She is teasing you, making you helpless and have to submit.

Chen Yi has always been unwilling to submit.

He is very high-spirited.

There was a charming girl in front with a sweet smile, her eyebrows were like flowing water, and her tongue was about to touch her tongue but didn't. She smiled charmingly at Chen Yi and gently pointed at him.

His whole body was hot and his pores were bulging. Chen Yi smiled generously and walked away with his sword in hand.

"what do you want?"

The demon girl smiled and lowered her eyebrows, wanting to speak but shyly saying: "What else could it be? Of course it is... the young master's sword..."

Wow!
A pitch-black sword pierced her through the chest. Her face was filled with horror and her eyes widened.

"You want the sword, don't you? Then die."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Yi twisted his sword and the witch disappeared like mist in an instant. The laughter around them stopped and the beautiful faces turned pale.

After a while,
The sound of piano music is loud.

The girls laughed wildly again, their dancing postures were charming and beautiful, their laughter was mixed with delicate gasps, and their snow-white waists swayed like snakes in the bamboo forest.

Chen Yi also laughed and rushed into the killing formation with his sword in hand.

The wind surged with the sword, the sword light was like a rainbow, the bamboo leaves swirled like thousands of green blades, the sword light danced, and wherever it touched, everything was reduced to ashes.

The sword light was like an overwhelming tide. The beauty of the women did not hinder Chen Yi's killing power at all. He seemed to be unaware of what female beauty was. He rushed forward indiscriminately, and the bewitching women in the sky were chopped down like clouds and mist.

The people in the depths seemed to be angered by his lack of appreciation.

The sound of piano music became louder again, and the dispersed clouds gathered on the remaining fairies. Their smiles became more and more decadent, and the ripples in the lake of their hearts grew bigger and bigger with the sound, as if a huge wave was about to be set off.

Chen Yi just turned around and twisted his sword. He had just cut a demon woman with his sword, when he suddenly saw a beautiful woman with dark skin but full of luster holding his hand. She looked pitiful. Although she was dark, she had a unique charm. A little bit of dark color adorned her bra, which made her look unique and seductive...

He narrowed his cold eyes slightly, and trembled his wrist to raise the sword to cut, but suddenly found that the sword was gone in his hand... empty, Chen Yi stood there in shock.

Re-open your eyes.

There is no black beauty, it’s just the Hou Kang sword!

But I am dazzled...

The giggles were wild and unrestrained, as if they were surrounded from all sides. Chen Yi narrowed his eyes and looked around.

Enchanting and intoxicating, it firmly entangles people's heartstrings, causing ripples in the heart lake.

The field of vision became increasingly blurry. Even if he tried not to look, Chen Yi's increasingly rich imagination could still allow him to conjure up indescribable scenes. His laughter became more and more wild, as if a mortal like him would eventually lose control and become deeply trapped in it.

Well, since the imagination is so thriving, it is difficult to control.

No more swords.

Change the knife.

Whose knife?

Min Ning's knife.

Without any distractions, Chen Yi drew his sword from its sheath at his waist and replaced it with a knife. In a trance, Young Master Min was right beside him, patting him on the shoulder and giving him a look.

let's go.

Chen Yi raised his knife and rushed towards the enchanting scene, not caring about anything. If Min Ning was here, he would also follow him into the formation. Moreover, facing a group of enchanting women who tried to seduce him, he would kill them even more fiercely and cruelly!
Every pore on his body was burning with heat, and soft, boneless hands reached out to him. Many places that could not be described in detail and needed to be deleted or modified came one after another, making it dizzying. But as Min Ning slashed at the knife, the whole picture was torn apart, and the evil women scattered in the wind.

As the bamboo leaves danced wildly, Chen Yi cut a bloody path.

The laughter around him gradually died down, and the air seemed to be a lot fresher. Chen Yi looked around again, and the lust that had been aroused was still there, but it was not as hot as before.

He took a breath and felt better.

However, the piano music has not yet subsided.

Donggong Ruoshu hurriedly followed, and Taisha Sword pointed the tip of the sword towards the depths. This flying sword, which had some intelligence but not too much, also realized that something was wrong.

There was no time to waste, and there was no need to give the owner of this place a chance to recover. Chen Yi quickened his pace and went deeper into the increasingly narrow bamboo forest path.

As if sensing his approach, the music of the piano became more moving, faint and melodious, stirring up the most primitive fantasies in his heart. The bamboo forests along the way swayed, and there seemed to be beautiful figures passing by in the shadows, but when Chen Yi turned the knife around, they all disappeared without a trace.

Chen Yi held the sword without any distractions. To be fair, if you look closely, these beauties formed by the clouds and mist are indeed alluring, but lack a sense of reality. It is only with the bewitching accompaniment of the piano music that they give people a strong visual impact.

He was moved, but not sincerely.

With or without distractions in hand, Chen Yi could have sneered and secretly said, "It's far worse than Yin Weiying."

Donggong Ruoshu's ears twitched slightly, he glanced at him, lowered his head and suppressed his laughter... He always had some sincere words that made people happy occasionally.

As he walked forward and passed through the bamboo groves, the sound of the piano music became more and more urgent, and the beautiful figures around him moved more violently. Countless figures emerged from the forest and rushed forward together, but were all wiped out with a single knife.

Chen Yi raised his sword again, and the powerful force of the sword broke through a circle of bamboo forest and headed straight into the depths.

A sweet laugh rang out again, and the sound of the piano reached its climax and then suddenly stopped. The fairy-like woman on the zither came around the piano, dignified and elegant, extremely beautiful, much better than the previous witches.

Even Chen Yi couldn't help but pause slightly.

But soon, he came to his senses, closed his eyes, clenched his hands, cleared his mind, and said to himself: "Not as good as Yin Weiying." After saying that, he stepped forward.

A hint of charm flashed in the eyes of the fairy-like woman. A wisp of fragrant wind came with circles of bamboo leaves and swirled around her. Chen Yi pushed the bamboo leaves aside. She had transformed into someone else. Her temperament was ethereal, like dew and lightning.

Transformed into the appearance of Yin Weiying.

Damn, this move is too cruel!

Chen Yi's whole body paused, and the desire that had been suppressed for a long time rushed out like a flood that broke through the dam. Huge waves rose in the lake of his heart, submerging the mountains and forests, submerging the world, and the vast waves violently broke everything.

"Yin Weiying" moved closer and closer with every step, and there seemed to be a fragrant breeze blowing between her lips. Chen Yi couldn't help but retreat, but every time he took a step back, she took two steps forward. Soon he had nowhere to retreat, and he would die here.

At hand, "Min Ning" wanted to raise the knife to kill and destroy the alluring evil spirits, but "Yin Weiying" lightly tapped, and "Min Ning"'s figure turned bright red, and it looked like it could not be described in detail.

She finally softened, and in Chen Yi's sight, she fell into his arms.

"Yin Weiying" curled his lips and smiled, with a hint of secret joy. Even if it was secret joy, it could not be described as cunning, but rather sly.

She was about to embrace and kiss him.

boom!
Suddenly, the guqin was lifted up high by someone, and Donggong Ruoshu smashed it hard!
This attack was filled with thunderous rage.

Chen Yi only heard a loud bang, and in an instant, the entire appearance of "Yin Weiying" collapsed, revealing the original appearance of the fairy-like woman with a distorted and hideous face. Although she was still as beautiful as before, but... not worth mentioning.

The knife flashed and pierced out.

The fairy-like woman was pierced through the middle, and the huge tearing pain made her face collapse. Before she was on the verge of collapse, she raised the corners of her mouth, as if she wanted to leave a sad expression that the man would never forget.

Donggong Ruoshu hits it again!
Amid the loud noise, the expression froze, and the Taisha Sword followed and delivered the final blow, and all the illusions were shattered into pieces.

…………

When the illusion faded, they looked around and found that they had arrived at the top of the mountains without knowing when.

The clouds in the distance were red and black, as hard as iron, and it looked as if one could walk on them. Chen Yi confirmed with his divine eye that the path pointed by the Taisha Sword indeed led directly to the core of the entire dream.

Chen Yi glanced at the broken guqin. There were intricate patterns on it, with phoenixes intertwined, and the broken silk strings still had faint timbre, which clearly showed that it was not an ordinary object.

"It looks like... a remnant of a god's spirit parasitizing this ancient zither?"

Things become spirits when they grow old. There is a golden bell that turns into a dog to help people ward off evil spirits, a celadon pillow that turns into a woman to spend a night with. It is said that an inch of wick in front of a Buddha lamp can turn into a god and enjoy countless incense offerings in the world. So it is normal that there are gods incarnated from the guqin.

Of course, not every object can turn into essence, let alone spirit. Objects that can turn into essence are bound to be contaminated by human spiritual energy, while objects that can turn into spirit are naturally contaminated by a higher level of spirit.

After hearing the question, the old saint sensed it for a while and said slowly:

"It's not simple. This bed harp... It's not simple. It's nothing but a deity. Who knows if it's a remnant spirit that has parasitized it. But... it's a deity that was born after many years."

Chen Yi was slightly surprised when he heard this.

"In other words, the one just now was not a remnant spirit?"

"Yes, it is a complete god, a god born naturally."

The old saint's voice gradually became solemn, like iron, and her eyes were complicated.

"Boy, you may have heard that things can become spirits when they grow old, but what you don't know is that the one-inch wick in front of the Buddha can become a god because it serves the Buddha."

"Then this bed piano..."

"This ancient zither can become a god because it serves... the daughter of the Emperor of Heaven." The old saint said word by word: "The goddess of Wushan, her name is Yao Ji."

After this short sentence, there was silence between the two for a moment.

The youngest daughter of our emperor, named Yao Ji, died early before getting married, and was enfeoffed on the platform of Wushan. Her spirit is attached to the grass, and she is the stem of the grass. If you are seduced and submissive, you will have a dream. The so-called daughter of Wushan and the concubine of Gaotang are clouds in the morning and rain in the evening. Most people have heard of this, let alone Chen Yi. After a while, he said, "That is indeed a big story."

More than just a little old, this character only appears in myths and legends, and even his father is the emperor of heaven.

Chen Yi took a deep breath and glanced sideways at Donggong Ruoshu, but fortunately, he had a "Taiyi" by his side.

Just now, no matter which dream I was in, this "Donggong Ruoshu" was not affected at all. On the contrary, she was able to exert influence on the other side. The previous guqin god was smashed to pieces by her, which means... her existence is of great importance.

Even the Goddess of Wushan might not be able to influence her, let alone drag her into a dream.

Catching Chen Yi's gaze, Yin Weiying squinted her eyes. She had always hoped that Chen Yi would regard her as a goddess, and her every move would be unfathomable in his eyes. However, after being together for so long, it was rare to see such a look in his eyes.

Now this golden boy...finally understands something.

She couldn't help but feel fortunate that her decision to enter her own body was indeed correct. The immortal's calculations were indeed not something that could be explained by momentary gains and losses.

Even so, she still pretended to be ignorant and asked, "Is there something on my face?"

"…Nothing." Chen Yi paused, and said, "I just feel…you are very mysterious. I don't even know you as my wife anymore."

"what…"

"Do you know that this bed harp... is the harp of the Wushan Goddess?" Chen Yi said, "and you are not affected at all."

"Is this...really?" She pointed at herself innocently, "I have lost my memory, I don't know anything..."

Chen Yi nodded slightly and said no more.

Her actions were indeed innocent and naive, but too innocent. She didn't even show any joy, fear, or pride. It was as if she had anticipated his reaction. If that was the case, then again, did this "Taiyi"... know her?
Chen Yi had a little doubt in his heart, then he heard some noise and looked up.

The sea of ​​clouds was slowly pushed aside, making way for a path.
Someone was coming from the distance, rowing a boat with his hands, and there was a small boat under his feet.

It was a graceful figure, similar in appearance to the fairies they had seen in the Kingdom of God, just as dignified and beautiful, as if she had come specially to pick them up.

Tai Shajian waved his body and signaled Chen Yi to get on board.

Chen Yi did not hesitate and boarded the boat in a few steps. He tried to communicate with the ferrywoman, "Who sent you, why are you ferrying here, and where are you going?"

However, no matter how Chen Yi asked, her face remained stiff and lifeless, like a machine.

"Don't look at her, she has no soul and is almost like a paper figure." The old saint said after investigating.

When Yin Weiying saw Chen Yi get on the boat, she hurried to follow. The boat shook twice due to her footsteps, and her plump and well-built body also swayed.

I have to say, this body is indeed quite substantial... she said to herself.

The boat started moving slowly, pushing aside the red sea of ​​clouds inch by inch. From a distance, it looked like a sea of ​​blood.

Chen Yi told her that this was because the remnant soul had been indulging in dreams for too long, and the deeper it went, the more deteriorated the dreams became.

The boat sailed over all kinds of dreams, passed them, and headed into the depths.

She looked into the distance, feeling uneasy for some reason, but she couldn't tell what it was. It was like a dull pain lingering in her stomach.

I heard from Chen Yi that the zither just now belonged to the Goddess of Wushan, so maybe the Goddess of Wushan was causing trouble in the deep.

At this moment, among the surging sea of ​​clouds, there seemed to be faint sounds of piano.

She listened carefully, but could not hear clearly. It was different from before. It was no longer about lust, but about... love.

Like resentment, admiration, weeping, complaining.

"Did you hear it?" she asked. "The piano."

Chen Yi nodded slightly and said, "I heard it."

The source of the piano sound seems to be in the mountains. There is a girl waiting for her husband plucking the strings of the piano lightly, pouring out all her past feelings, touching people's most vulnerable part and reminding them of the face of their beloved.

In her heart, Chen Yi's face gradually emerged... As expected...

She turned her head sharply and saw Chen Yi frowning slightly, as if he was also listening to the music.

Then who is the one he truly loves?
She tried to guess, and she guessed it right away: it must be Yin Weiying.

In the distance, the outline of mountains is faintly visible, like fairy mountains.

She wanted to see through everything, even if she could just find a little clue, so that Chen Yi would be astonished and even worship her. However, until the boat crossed most of the sea of ​​clouds, there was no trace of the Goddess of Wushan.

The outline of the fairy mountain became closer than before. It was just like a mirage before, but now it appeared in the field of vision.

That Wushan Goddess... is on the mountain?
Having said that, both the Goddess of Wushan and the Goddess of Taihua have the word "Goddess" in their names. From what she had seen before, the Taoist tradition of Mount Taihua seemed to have the same origin as them.

"In that case," she couldn't help but mutter, "Where is the Wushan Goddess?"

"Not far."

She was startled when she heard a faint voice. Chen Yi also turned his head sharply. It was the ferrywoman who spoke.

The woman looked like a machine or a stone. Her face was still as stiff and pale as before, but her lips repeated the words:
"Not far."

…………

On the boat, the atmosphere was slightly tense.

Chen Yi closed his eyes and put the question in his heart: "Didn't you say... it's almost like a paper figurine?"

"That being said...it also looks...unintelligent," the old saint said after putting away her initial surprise, "Maybe...the Wushan Goddess is really nearby."

Chen Yi looked around but couldn't find any traces. He could only utter, "Some weird thing."

No matter who they are, those who pretend to be profound and mysterious are often disliked. Chen Yi has seen many similar beings. No matter whether they are Bodhisattvas, immortals, or others, they will not have a good ending when they fall into his hands... It cannot be said too absolutely, but it should be the majority.

Yin Weiying was also stunned. She took two steps forward, stared at the ferrywoman, and said, "You...you...you can speak?"

“Yes…” The ferrywoman gave an affirmative answer. Her lifeless eyes looked at her and she said: “…Taiyi.”

She was startled, her mind was a little confused, and it took her a while to react and said, "Are you... calling me?"

The ferrywoman did not respond, but continued rowing, as if she agreed.

"Don't talk to her." She turned around and saw Chen Yi's serious eyes.

She nodded, took a few steps back, and pressed her chest to calm herself down.

The fairy mountain is closer than before, it is filled with immortal air, holy and majestic, and surrounded by sea of ​​clouds.

The boat was sailing slowly and finally stopped in front of the fairy mountain. The fairy mountain was rooted from the sea of ​​clouds to the surface, and the part exposed above the sea of ​​clouds was not large, so it could be seen at a glance.

Pavilions, towers, carved railings and painted buildings were all within sight, and a straight staircase led to the top of the mountain. She looked around but still could not find any trace of the Goddess of Wushan.

bang...

I don't know who plucked the strings, it was so abrupt.
Great piano sound!

Then there was silence all of a sudden, as if the love of her life had died before her eyes. She vaguely saw Chen Yi's face gradually turning pale, and he was getting farther and farther away from her.

Her mind was slowly unravelling.

boom!
Chen Yi took two steps forward and suddenly stopped. His face turned pale instantly, and then his legs became weak as if he had a myocardial infarction, and he slowly fell to the ground.

She suddenly woke up, horrified, and turned around quickly, but saw that his eyes were blank, as if he had lost his beloved and could not bear the shock.

The sound of the piano, the key lies in the sound of the piano, that sound of the piano can make people lose their souls!
Just now her mind was also moved by the sound of the piano, and now Chen Yi must be experiencing the same situation.

Chen Yi's lips moved as if he was calling someone. His voice was hoarse and she didn't know what to do. She could only try her best to listen to the sound coming out of his throat.

"Yin, Yin is the capital of Ying..."

As expected…

Tears welled up in her eyes. She grabbed Chen Yi's arm and shook him hard. Even so, his eyes gradually lost their color and he gradually lost his mind.

"Yin, Yin Weiying..." Chen Yi murmured hoarsely again, stretched out his hand helplessly, but only grabbed empty space.

She was panic-stricken and didn't know what to do.

Where is Yin and Yin Weiying? !
"Where are you? Miss Yin...Miss Yin, where are you?" She spoke incoherently in panic.

"Here I am, coming, coming!"

A hand reached out and grabbed Chen Yi's hanging hand in front of her. She raised her head and a white dress appeared in front of her. She held his hand tightly.

Chen Yi's eyes gradually regained their luster, and seeing this scene, she cried with joy.

Between tears, she breathed a sigh of relief and whispered, "Miss Yin... It's really great to have you here."

Yin Weiying, dressed in white, nodded slightly at her, his aura as bright as dew and lightning.
"It's OK as long as I accompany you. You can go back first."

Hearing this, she nodded slightly. The one Chen Yi truly loves is Miss Yin, so it doesn't matter whether she's here or not.

She was about to get up, but for some reason, she stopped.
Wait...she is Miss Yin, then who am I?

I am…

Tai, too one...

(End of this chapter)