The divine beast recognized its master, and the dragon girl, destined to kill him, went to the spiri

Jiang Li looked at the rest of the group and nodded slightly. The spiritual practitioners of this session were generally quite talented. "The second round of trials will test your state of mind. Each person will enter the illusionary state of mind. It will create different illusions based on the spiritual practitioner. It could be the illusion you desire most in your heart, or it could be the illusion you fear the most."

"If you can maintain your true heart at all times, you will have successfully completed the trial. Anyone who emerges from the illusion within two days will become a new disciple of our Cang Qiong Academy. Let me remind you again, when you are in the illusionary realm, you will initially be unaware of the trial. When you realize you are in the trial, or when you have successfully overcome your inner troubles, you have succeeded."

When everyone heard about the illusion, they began to talk about it.

After all, since the opening of Cang Qiong Academy, the trial of the Illusionary Realm has been reserved for disciples who have been training in the academy for at least three years, in order to test their true intentions. However, it was unexpected that this time it would be directly arranged in the freshman trial.

"I've heard that the Illusionary Mind Realm of the Cang Qiong Academy is truly extraordinary. It can truly unearth the deepest desires or fears of a person. If you're not careful, you'll be in constant pain and torment."

"Yes, yes, I heard from the elders in my family that when he was still studying at Cang Qiong Academy, he almost couldn't get out of this illusion."

Jiang Xu put away his folding fan and whispered in Ye Wanqing's ear, "Master, how are you? Are you scared?"

Ye Wanqing lowered her eyes. "If you're afraid, you can withdraw."

"I'm not afraid."

Ye Wanqing didn't know what she was thinking about. She looked up at the sky with a wry smile on her face.

Is there anything in this world that scares her more than not being able to take revenge?

Ye Wanqing walked into the fantasy state, and suddenly, a bright white light flashed, and she subconsciously closed her eyes.

"Sister, please save me! I've ruined the magical herb that my master, your uncle, treasures the most. Please save me! He's going to hit me with a pot lid!"

Suddenly hearing a familiar voice, Ye Wanqing's eyes suddenly opened. She looked at the little junior sister in front of her who was humbly asking for help, and the corners of her lips slowly rose.

"What's wrong with you? Uncle Shi loves the magic grass he raises the most. Not to mention me, even my master can't withstand your master's pot lid attack!"

The younger junior sister took Ye Wanqing's hand and said coquettishly, "Oh, Senior Sister, please, help me. Uncle Master will definitely not scold you. Just beg for me. How about this, I help Grandma take care of her food for a month?"

Ye Wanqing raised an eyebrow, "That's not bad."

At the same time, a roar was heard not far away.

"My God! Where are you, you little bitch? Come out here and apologize!"

The junior sister hid behind Ye Wanqing, "Oh, Senior Sister, help me."

"Uncle Master, calm down, calm down. Junior Sister didn't mean it. How about I help you cultivate the super-divine Shenluo Flower?"

"Humph, that's more like it, you little bitch. If you have the guts, you can hide behind your senior sister for the rest of your life."

"A little bit."

……

"Sister, come and try my newly made roasted spirit chicken. It's so delicious! I secretly brought it to you without telling my junior sister! Come and try it and see if your junior brother's cooking skills can compare to grandma's!"

“It tastes good!”

"Brother, what are you doing! Ahhhhh, you actually roasted the spiritual chicken that I carefully raised! That's the spiritual chicken I kept specially, and I'm still waiting for it to lay spiritual eggs! Ahhhhhh, don't move, I promise not to hit you!"

"Ouch, ouch! Sister, help me! My butt is on fire!"

Ye Wanqing smiled, and her feathers transformed into a folding fan, gently fanning them. She looked at the funny couple with a smile in her eyes.

It turns out that home is the most comfortable feeling.

It's just strange, why do I always feel empty inside?

At this time the outside world

Jiang Xu looked anxious, "How long will it take?"

Jiang Li's expression was slightly agitated. "Jiang family boy, you've asked me no less than ten times. There's still one stick of incense left! There's still one stick of incense left! The incense is right there, how can it run away?"

"Oh, Uncle Jiang, I'm really anxious. My friend is incredibly powerful. You just saw it. She's an 18-year-old Spirit King. She's truly formidable. Wouldn't it be such a shame if she failed because of this Illusionary Realm challenge? Please be flexible."

Jiang Li felt a little regretful when facing such a talented disciple. It was such a pity that although he had a strong talent for spiritual cultivation, his mental strength and intelligence were not yet mature.

In the realm of fantasy

Suddenly, a voice that seemed to come from ancient times sounded.

"Disciple."

Ye Wanqing stood up, a look of joy on her face. "Master! You've finally decided to come out! You've been in seclusion for so long!"

Daotian smiled, his eyes filled with kindness as he looked at Ye Wanqing. He gently swung the whisk in his hand at Ye Wanqing, "You haven't been taking good care of yourself lately, have you?"

Ye Wanqing looked peculiar. "No way! I'm having a very happy life. I practice in the morning, refine pills in the afternoon, and catch loaches in the spirit pond with my junior sister at night!"

"My disciple, your master only wants you to live a peaceful life, but you are the heir of the dragon vein, enjoying the great fortune. If you enjoy the fortune, you must bear your mission. Even your master cannot destroy the cause and effect."

Ye Wanqing's eyes flickered slightly. "I know, Master. That's why I've been concentrating on spiritual cultivation and elixirs, while also taking into account formations and weapon refining. I won't let you down."

Daotian's whole body was emitting a strange light. He gently hit Ye Wanqing with the whisk in his hand, and his figure began to appear and disappear.

Ye Wanqing's eyebrows twitched. "Master, what's wrong with you? What's happening to your body?"

Daotian smiled faintly, "Disciple, I hope you will not be bound by hatred, and not let your obsession turn into a demon. Stick to your original intention and take good care of yourself. All of us in the Holy Temple only wish you peace, happiness, and freedom from worries."

As Daotian's figure completely disappeared, the temple behind him seemed to be slowly disappearing.

Master, uncle, younger sister, and fellow disciples.

"Master, Uncle, Junior Sister! What's wrong with you?"

Ye Wanqing felt a sharp pain in her head, and her heart seemed to be oppressed by an inexplicable force, and the blood vessels in her body were almost broken!

The memories in my mind are fragmented and messy.

Blood oozed from the corner of the little sister's mouth, but she still insisted on holding the long sword, her eyes full of determination, "Listen carefully, you scumbags, I, the disciples of the Holy Temple, can only die standing, not live on my knees! I will live and die with the Holy Temple!"

The junior brother even went so far as to detonate his own Dantian in exchange for a huge fluctuation of divine power to resist the attack.

"No!"

Ye Wanqing's eyes were bloodshot, and she wanted to get closer, but she went straight through their bodies.