Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 395 A Life of Guilt

"呲呲呲..."

The eagle's claws were like meteorite iron, and without any leverage, it grabbed the sharp point of the long fork, causing countless sparks.

But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the golden light that Chen Mu unleashed, as bright as the waves of mountains and seas, came crashing down on him!

"boom!"

The waterfall poured down on his head, and Feng Linyuan was unable to avoid it, and his eyes suddenly became blurred.

Although he was distracted for only a moment, the devil had already been ready to strike. In the blink of an eye, he took advantage of this opportunity to successfully break into his sea of ​​consciousness.

"Woo..."

The space of the sea of ​​consciousness is boundless. When the devil showed up for the first time, he grew to a thousand feet in the wind and began to devour the soul energy in the sky. He also continuously released the power of ghosts from behind him, like a devil god descending to the world!
It’s a pity that its realm is still a little bit lacking. Such destruction only made Feng Linyuan’s eyes dim and he couldn’t concentrate on dealing with the Yaksha.

If he could catch his breath, he would be able to drive it out in a moment...

"But that's enough!"

Chen Mu frowned slightly, gave a quick instruction, and continued to use the soul-shaking technique to distract part of Feng Linyuan's mind.

And Yaksha did not disappoint him. Faced with such a good opportunity, he stretched out his hand and the long fork that was firmly grasped by the eagle's claws suddenly disappeared and broke free from the restraints.

Then he kept moving, and amazing soul power surged out of his body, rushing into the long fork in his hand!
The long fork trembled continuously until it made a buzzing sound, then the Yaksha quietly stopped moving.

At this time, the long fork seemed to weigh more than ten million pounds, and even Yaksha could hardly hold it steadily. Fortunately, he managed to stabilize it in the end and raised it high above his head again.

As his wings flapped, he screamed ferociously and threw with one arm!
"Chichi..."

The long fork was like an arrow shot from a bow, making a sound of breaking through the air!
Feng Linyuan was restrained by the demon and Chen Mu, and did not react until the long fork was close to him.

Sensing the power of annihilation carried by the long fork, his eyes were bloodshot, and the silver-backed eagle phantom that he had placed high hopes on shattered in the blink of an eye.

The long fork pierced through the chest!

"Chen...Chen Mu, I'm waiting for you downstairs!"

The figure in brown robe slowly disappeared. At the moment of death, Feng Linyuan's eyes were filled with hatred like a real person, and he cursed Chen Mu to die a miserable death.

Chen Mu remained expressionless and unmoved, but he was extremely shocked in his heart.

This bridge test was truly extraordinary, capable of so realistically evoking the phantom of the enemy deep within the cultivator's heart...

"If this is the test, then Senior Sister Xiao and the others will not be able to bear it either."

He has an imaginary opponent with the combat power of a Golden Core, so there is no reason why Xiao Qiang and others should not be the same.

"With limited mana, it's not easy to defeat a Jindan Zhenren relying solely on my own soul and the Soul Banner Ghost General... even if it's just an illusion."

If they had no other cards up their sleeve, he might be the first to cross the bridge.

Thinking of this, Chen Mu's eyes flashed and he shook his head, continuing forward with the two souls of Yaksha and Demon.

After removing Feng Linyuan's illusion, the light ahead quietly increased, and the end could be vaguely seen.

I guess the time to break through is not far away...

Chen Mu kept walking, and every time he took a hundred steps, an illusion would appear.

Or the previous enemies, no matter whether they were dead or alive, attacked as soon as they appeared. Fortunately, no one's realm could surpass Feng Linyuan, and they all disappeared under the long fork of the Yaksha.

They were former fellow disciples or good friends, most of whom were descendants of Shuiyunjian. They all laughed and invited Chen Mu to stop and have a drink with them, including Niu Dali, Han Jing and others.

Although Chen Mu didn't know what would happen if he stopped, everyone knew that it would not be a good thing, otherwise they would not have tried every possible means to coax him to stay.

"You kid, why don't you even listen to me? Come here quickly, Lao Niu has a lot of interesting things to tell you. After this, let's go back to our hometown. I heard that Du Xiaokui and Xiaoshuang gave birth to another big fat boy..."

"Junior Brother Chen, have you ever thought of me at all in these many years? Don't be afraid of being laughed at by me, I've been trying my best to build a foundation, not for the Great Dao, but only for you..." In just a few words, his true feelings were revealed, and Chen Mu smiled knowingly. Although he knew it was an illusion, he still couldn't help but slow down his pace.

Seeing that there were only a hundred steps left to reach the end, he shook his head and no longer paid attention to the people who tried to keep him.

He walked all the way to ninety steps, and there were only ten steps left to break through the barrier, but at this moment, a slight cough suddenly came from behind him.

The cough was very soft, but to Chen Mu, it sounded like thunder, lingering in his mind for a long time.

His steps stopped involuntarily, his body trembled slightly, and tears seemed to fall from the corners of his eyes...

"Mu'er, come here. Your mother is sick from missing you. I'm afraid she doesn't have much time left. Come quickly and talk to her."

A familiar voice came slowly, and Chen Muru was struck by lightning. He clenched his fists and looked back.

Father Chen, who was once full of vigor and vitality, now had gray hair. He was now sitting near the bed, sighing repeatedly and calling him over with his hand.

On the bed, a pale woman was lying, and one could vaguely see her beauty in her youth.

"Mu'er, you have lofty ambitions and are not an ordinary person. I shouldn't miss you, lest it ruin your mood, but...but I just can't help it." The woman looked at Chen Mu with tears in her eyes and said sincerely, "Mu'er, come and talk to me one last time, okay?"

Chen Mu felt as if a knife or an axe was stabbing his soul, and the pain in his heart was unbearable.

It must be said that his biggest regret was his parents. He had been raised in their care since he was young, but had to leave his hometown to pursue a higher path. His inability to fulfill his filial duties was a lifelong shame for him...

He slowly closed his eyes, his steps trembling slightly, and as if possessed by a ghost, he turned around and took a step.

In an instant, the dark space here faded away, revealing its original appearance.

A river flows under the bridge, and thousands of souls cry together, sinking into it and unable to escape.

In Chen Mu's eyes, his parents were just two of them, guiding him to walk out of the arch bridge little by little and sink into the river like thousands of ghosts.

"Come, Mu'er, let me take a good look at you..."

The woman's voice became increasingly urgent, and she actually urged Chen Mu to come.

It would have been fine if I hadn't urged him, but once I urged him, Chen Mu stopped.

"Ugh……"

He slowly opened his eyes, took a deep look at his parents, and without hesitation, he turned around and left!
"Mu'er, don't go, don't go!" The woman was still trying to keep him, but for some reason Chen Mu woke up.

Little did he know that Chen Mu was not deceived at all. He took that step just to see if there would be any changes.

How could he continue walking after realizing the danger?

During the last ten steps, the voices of my parents echoed in my ears all the time.

The moment he stepped into the end of this room, the sound disappeared. At the same time, his eyes went dark and the familiar feeling of dizziness came over him again.

Chen Mu did not panic, but calmly steadied himself.

After regaining my sight, I found that I had returned to the previous place.

However, he was at the arch bridge back then, but now he has arrived in front of the huge palace...

"Fellow Daoist Chen?"

Suddenly a voice was heard, Chen Mu's heart trembled and he looked up.

But Lian Fangyuan, who was wearing a blue Taoist robe, looked surprised and exclaimed in surprise.

When he was breaking through the barrier, his spiritual sense couldn't reach out, and when he suddenly returned here, Chen Mu couldn't adapt for a while, so he realized at this time that there was one person missing on the arch bridge.

Lian Fangyuan actually crossed the bridge earlier than him...

(End of this chapter)