My cultivation disguise has been exposed by Xiao Sizi.

"Hey hey hey, you all saw it."

Li Chen complained to Si Zi and Fatty Si.

"This guy is cheating! He's using cheats in broad daylight!"

"A mere Nascent Soul stage? This is ridiculous! Where is justice?"

Although Li Chen possessed a divine soul space, extraordinary talent, and the fortune of an imperial dynasty, he also knew that cultivation required taking one step at a time, even if his pace was a bit too fast.

This monk, on the other hand, jumped into a pit of poisonous water for a bath and instantly advanced two major realms.

This approach is absolutely outrageous.

With a burst of frantic inhalation from the monk Mingxin.

The black, magical water in the pool visibly decreased.

Finally, the last trace of demonic energy was refined by the Great Yin Yang Heart Sutra.

At the bottom of the pool, a stream of clear, sweet-smelling pure spring water gushed forth once more.

The centuries-old magic spring was completely purified at this moment.

The withered old monk on the futon looked at the clear spring water.

Two clear tears streamed down his cloudy old eyes.

"It's clean... finally clean..."

The old monk tremblingly reached out his hand, as if wanting to touch the clear water.

The burden that had weighed on his heart for a hundred years, the obsession that had tormented him in pain, finally vanished at this moment.

"Amitabha."

The old monk clasped his hands together, and the pain and sorrow on his face completely disappeared.

Instead, there is a profound sense of peace and liberation.

"Hahaha, after a century of sitting in meditation, today I have finally achieved my goal."

A burst of hearty laughter followed.

The old monk lowered his head.

His emaciated body transformed into golden dust that filled the sky in a gentle burst of Buddhist light.

Dust to dust, dust to dust.

And at the place where the old monk passed away.

In mid-air, a bead about the size of a thumb, as clear as glass, floated silently.

Within the bead flows the purest and most unadulterated Buddhist vows.

Those are relics of Buddha's origin, formed from the old monk's century of cultivation and great compassion.

The relic circled once in mid-air, as if it possessed a spirit.

It transformed into a dazzling stream of light and directly entered the space between the eyebrows of the monk Mingxin, who had just stood up from the pool.

"boom."

Monk Mingxin was startled.

The cultivation barrier that had just stabilized at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm shattered like paper under the impact of the old monk's lifelong Buddhist essence.

Mid-stage Nascent Soul stage.

The Great Perfection of the Late Nascent Soul Stage.

With his eyes closed, the monk Mingxin shone with golden light and floated directly in mid-air.

Li Chen leaned against a pillar in the main hall, arms crossed, silently gazing at the sky.

"Alright, I'm completely convinced now."

"If someone were to jump out now and tell me that this guy is the illegitimate son of the Heavenly Dao, I would believe it without a doubt."

"This luck is simply unethical."

Half an hour later.

The monk Mingxin finally fully integrated with the relic and slowly descended to the ground.

He put on the tattered monk's robe and walked to the prayer mat where the old monk had passed away.

He knelt down on both knees and respectfully kowtowed three times.

"I will never forget the great kindness of the old Zen master. I will certainly fulfill your last wish."

The old monk's robe and bowl were buried.

The group walked out of the dilapidated ancient temple that had been brought back to light.

Outside, the wind continued to howl.

But the scene beneath Li Chen and the others' feet had undergone a dramatic change.

They officially stepped into the core dead zone of the far west.

The legendary "Bitter Sea Desert".

The ground here is not covered with yellow sand at all.

Instead, it is the pale white bone powder formed from countless white bones weathered over the years.

When you step on it, it makes a teeth-grinding "crunch" sound.

The air was filled with a deathly silence that drove people almost mad.

"The laws here have been completely distorted."

Li Chen's eyes turned slightly cold as he scanned the endless white desert ahead with his divine sense.

The voice just fell.

The surrounding sandstorm suddenly stopped.

The white-boned desert before them rippled like water.

One after another, magnificent and resplendent palaces and pavilions rose from the ground.

The mountains of top-grade spirit stones emitted an alluring light, and countless scantily clad, alluring celestial maidens danced gracefully in mid-air, their laughter like silver bells.

"Welcome to the Pure Land."

A seductive and alluring voice quietly rang in everyone's ears.

As the voice appeared, the swirling sand and bones vanished without a trace.

Instead, it became an unparalleled paradise of unparalleled luxury.

The ground beneath your feet is paved with bricks and stones carved from a single piece of flawless white jade, which feel smooth and warm to the touch.

Towering golden palaces stand on both sides, their rooftops adorned with wind chimes crafted from rare and exquisite spiritual stones.

A fragrant breeze wafted over.

Dozens of celestial maidens, draped in thin veils and with alluring figures, gracefully descended from mid-air, stepping on pink lotus petals.

Their eyes sparkled, and they surrounded the crowd with charming smiles.

Holding a glass cup brimming with fine wine, she gently urged someone to drink it in a voice strong enough to melt one's bones.

Only endless wealth, supreme power, and a life of luxury.

This is a supreme illusion specifically designed to target the cultivator's sea of ​​consciousness.

The bewitching array of Xiaoleiyin Temple, located deep within the Bitter Sea Desert, has led countless powerful but weak-willed individuals astray, ultimately turning them into a pile of white bones in the desert.

However, this illusion was enough to trap even a Nascent Soul stage cultivator.

Encountering these four challengers today, however, seemed utterly comical.

Li Chen stood on the jade avenue with his hands behind his back.

He didn't even lift his eyelids.

His terrifying divine sense at the Nascent Soul stage allowed him to see through the golden palaces and the stark white bones behind the celestial maidens at a glance.

This shoddy trick doesn't even qualify him to draw his sword.

On the other side...

Princess Sizi of the Tang Dynasty excitedly took short strides and ran to a long white jade table that was several feet long.

On the long table, there was a "Full Han Manchu Feast" that even mortal emperors could not afford.

There are steaming whole roasted lambs, big red pig trotters, and fairy-like pastries that exude a rich spiritual aura.

Wow, so much meat!

Sizi was overjoyed and without hesitation stretched out her two little hands to pick up the roasted pig's trotter, which was bigger than her face.

She opened her little mouth and took a big, hard bite.

"Smack smack".

The little girl chewed it twice.

Suddenly, the smile on her face froze.

Her brows furrowed tightly, and her rosy cheeks puffed out.

"Pah, pah, pah."

Sizi spat everything in her mouth onto the ground without any mercy.

She looked at the roasted pig's trotter in her hand with disgust and casually threw it on the ground.

"What a piece of junk! It looks all red, but it doesn't smell like meat at all."

"It tastes like chewing sand, it's awful."