One Qi Chaoyang

Chapter 411: Difficult to Distinguish Reality from Illusion
Zhao Fuyun walked over step by step. He felt like he was stepping on cotton, and he also felt that the lights were rushing towards the person lying on the chair in the form of thousands of lights.

Could this person have any relationship with 'light'?
Zhao Fuyun walked over step by step. His face was serious, but there was a clear and spiritual energy in his body, and the light in the room seemed like a clear and spiritual light.

Patriarch Peng Yue once listened to the teachings of Taoist Master Taixu, but no one knew what kind of person he was.

Is it a monster or a human?

Although he felt that the other party was most likely a human, who could be sure of some things?
He walked over slowly step by step, and in his perception, all the light was gathering towards the person who was leaning on the chair with his head supported by his right hand.

In his sight, apart from this outsider, he couldn't see anything else clearly, and the light seemed to have formed a barrier.

When he got closer, he felt that this person was not dead, but seemed to be asleep. However, it was not pure sleep, but he seemed to be in a special state.

It seems dead but not dead, it seems alive but not alive.

Zhao Fuyun wondered in his heart whether this person was the ancestor Peng Yue. Because of this guess, his mind was a little hazy at this time, and all his thoughts were on the place where the ancestor Peng Yue died. No wonder he didn't hear any news about the ancestor Peng Yue later.

But, as someone who had listened to Taoist Taixu’s teachings, how could he die here?

Even after death, the body does not rot. How can such a powerful and terrifying existence die?
He stopped when he was three steps away from the man, because he had a feeling that if he got any closer, the other person would be awakened.

Standing there and looking at the other person's appearance carefully, he found that he looked somewhat similar to the ancestor Peng Yue in Tiandu Mountain.

He didn't dare to get any closer, but walked around the man.

I walked behind this person and found that there were people sitting behind him. The same people, sitting on different chairs and in different postures.

It’s like there is a person who died many times, but each time before his death he changed the chair and the posture.

He didn't know if it was because he had passed the first one, and then he could see the ones behind clearly, but he saw that they were so crowded behind that he didn't even know how many of them were sitting there.

The first thing he thought of was cicada shells.

This person is like a shell of some powerful being that he sheds time and time again.

When a cicada sheds its shell, it spreads its wings and flies away. But what about humans? When humans shed their bodies, where do they go? Zhao Fuyun couldn't help but look up and thought, "Immortality? Ascension? Going beyond the sky?"

"If this is the case, then why can I shed my body here again and again?"

Zhao Fuyun couldn't figure it out. He stood there, looking at so many bodies in different postures, and his heart actually felt a little numb. They were quiet, as if they were asleep, but Zhao Fuyun felt as if they were staring at him.

He couldn't help but wonder, where is Master Xiyi?

He had clearly left a message for the younger disciples of Tiandu Mountain to follow him in.

When he walked to the door, he saw the word "Peng" on it, then he stretched out his hand and came in.

Is this the room he wants to enter?
Zhao Fuyun couldn't be sure for a moment.

So he looked at the faces of these people carefully, and he found that their faces were actually quite different, as if they were from different periods. He walked all the way back, but he could not reach the end.

No matter how you look at the people sitting here, they are all sitting.

He slowly closed his eyes, concentrated his mind, and then slowly opened his eyes, golden light surging in his eyes. The scene he saw was different.

The light in the entire room disappeared, and it was still dark, but not completely dark. There was actually a small starry sky above the head, and between the stars, that person was sitting.

The person is still the same person, the posture is still the same posture, but the scene in the room has changed.

The small starry sky above my head is mysterious and deep, as if there is a skylight in the room and I can see the starry sky directly.

But Zhao Fuyun knew that there was no starry sky in this polar night.

But there is a small piece of starry sky in this room.

Zhao Fuyun looked up at the starry sky that was like a skylight and felt that it was a little familiar. This familiarity certainly did not come from the Starry Plateau. The stars in the Starry Plateau were unique to the Plateau and could not be seen if one left there.

He felt familiar with it because he had seen it in Tiandu Mountain.

Tiandu Mountain has existed since the beginning, but the Tiandu Mountain Taoist temple was founded by Master Xiyi.

So is the starry sky over there related to this starry sky?

He looked up at the starry sky, wanting to see it more clearly, because he felt that this was a rare opportunity. From here it seemed as if he could see the other side of the sky, as if he could see through the rules and mysteries contained therein.

However, suddenly, a strong sense of danger surged in his heart, which woke him up, but at this moment he seemed to have fallen into an icy river. Although he could swim, the strong wind on the river surface caused the waves to constantly submerge his head and hit his face, making it impossible for him to breathe.

The coldness penetrated into his body again and quickly froze him. He felt as if he was being entangled by a force. When he regained consciousness, he felt his body was numb.

But fortunately, he practiced fire magic, and cultivated the Golden Crow Spirit from the depths of his consciousness, which was compatible with the Red Flame Divine Lamp.

With the red flame divine fire as the basis and combined with the golden crow's primordial spirit, a three-legged golden crow was born on the green jade phoenix tree branch.

It was weak at first, but today it has become more and more condensed and clear.

It can be called Dharmadhatu.

And this Dharma image originally came from the void, born from the thoughts in Zhao Fuyun's memory, and moved naturally according to his thoughts.

After his mind was awakened by the Lingxi disaster avoidance method, the Golden Crow image on the lamp began to emit golden divine light.

The divine light shone from his dantian, first illuminating his internal organs, then into his flesh and blood, and finally through his skin and hair. His eyes even shone with golden light.

The whole person stood there, illuminating the room. When he looked at the room again, he found that the room had changed again. It was in a mess. There was no starry sky above his head, only inlaid luminous pearls. The person sitting in front of him was a dried corpse.

There were cobwebs all over his body and his clothes had long since rotted away.

For a moment, Zhao Fuyun couldn't tell whether what he saw was real or an illusion.

His Dharma intentions were to dispel delusion and calm the mind, and he was rarely confused by anything. However, at this moment, he could not tell whether what he saw in front of him was an illusion or reality.

(End of this chapter)