His gaze became blurred and became hazy. Looking at the peach trees, he seemed to be able to see a graceful figure. In the dark night, his white hair was dispersed, holding a bamboo knife, and the words Ye Chen were engraved with strokes and strokes.

Subconsciously, Ye Chen speeded up his pace and saw a row of bamboo houses deep in the flowers and trees. What made him feel disappointed was that his spiritual sense enveloped the entire valley, but there was no trace of human being.

Not here?

Ye Chen murmured, raised his hand and pushed open the bamboo door.

Immediately, a vicissitudes of time surged out, and there was still a little female fragrance left in it, which made him unable to help but reach out to capture it, because the unique female fragrance came from Chu Xuan.

Chu Xuan, you have indeed been here!

Ye Chen smiled a little vicissitudes and walked into the bamboo house with his foot.

The house is simple to place, with only a table, chair and a bamboo bed, and there is nothing else.

"It must have been a long time since I came back." Ye Chen touched the dusty table and chairs, and looked around again. There were many places filled with dust, and there were still several places where spiders were making webs.

"Since you told Liu Ruyan to come here to find you, I will wait here." He wiped away the dust in the bamboo house and lay tiredly on the bamboo bed, smelling the remaining wisp of woman's fragrance in the air.

"One day, you will come back." He smiled slightly, full of warmth.

Outside the window, peach blossoms were scattered, and one or two of them floated into the bamboo house and hit Ye Chen's tired face.

At some point, he fell into a deep sleep and slept peacefully.

This time he slept for three days and three nights.

It was not until the fourth night that he was sleeping and his brow suddenly frowned.

Afterwards, his holy body kept trembling, his face was pale, his forehead was sweating coldly, his eyebrows were sometimes furrowed, and sometimes stretched. There was a hint of pain in his expression, as if he was having a nightmare.

Soon, his state became a little weird, with an illusory soul, sometimes leaving the body and sometimes returning to the body, which was very unstable.

When the demons fight against the seven evil spirits, it will be the time when the immortals fight against the heavens!

Suddenly, these ethereal words rang in his ears and lasted for a long time, like Buddhist scriptures, over and over again.

His expression became even more painful, and his hands were slapping randomly, as if he was driving away the tangled evil spirits.

ah....!

At some point, he suddenly sat up, gasping violently, and sweat wet his clothes.

What's wrong with this!

He rubbed his eyebrows hard, and woke up and felt his mind became very unclear, or sometimes clear and sometimes confused. Some things were remembered clearly, but some things became more and more blurred in memory.

At this moment, the scene of Wuwang Daze and Black Ye Chen's last battle suddenly popped up in his mind. He vaguely remembered that there were many people helping him with the battle.

However, after thinking about it carefully, he couldn't find any clues. He was confused and could not tell whether it was a dream or a reality. He even suspected that he was in the dream at this moment.

"Saint Lord, this..." Looking at Ye Chen with a confused expression, in front of the fantasy sky water curtain of the Tianxuan Gate Hall, Fu Ya looked at Dong Huang Taixin on the side in amazement, "This kid's brain won't break down, right!"

"I hope he broke it." Dong Huang Taixin's words were full of deep meaning.

"What...what means." Fu Ya was stunned for a moment.

"By mistake, he connected illusion and reality, and he touched the taboo realm." Dong Huang Taixin said slowly, "The Extreme Emperor's Technique and the Heaven-defying supernatural powers are not something that anyone can control. His mind and memory are backfired by taboos in the interweaving of illusion and reality. This disadvantage will gradually be revealed over time, sinking deeper and deeper, until he is lost in the cycle of illusion and reality, and becomes a conscious walking corpse."

"So, Xingchen Dao's body fell into a deep sleep, and he was also implicated?" Fu Ya looked at Donghuang Taixin tentatively.

“That’s exactly that.”

"For some reason, Ye Chen is now looking at me, and I suddenly remembered another person." Fu Ya gently stroked his beard.

"What you are talking about is the world." Dong Huang Taixin said lightly.

"Both people are in a daze." Fu Ya touched his chin and pondered, "The world probably touched the areas that should not have been touched, and then it was backfired by taboos and became like a walking corpse."
Chapter completed!