Human beings are deceitful, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

Chapter 189 188. Life Is Like a Big Dream (6000) (Subscribe!!!)

Jiang Yun raised her head and looked up.

Beside her, the cold and icy spiritual power was melting like ice and snow, and the effectiveness of the magic circle quickly dissipated.

The gloomy and gloomy illusion above her head was like paper wetted by raindrops, and the real picture began to seep out of it bit by bit, and she was able to see the dome of the Qinghan branch hall again.

However, a little different from usual, the light from above was extraordinarily dim?
Jiang Yun was surprised: "I haven't destroyed the eyes of the formation yet, why did the formation break by itself?"

Until just now, Jiang Yun had only seen through the operation hub of the magic circle, and hadn't made a full-scale attack yet.

But now, the magic circle is broken by itself?
at the same time.

From Zhang Haiyun's malicious gaze, the spiritual consciousness that shrouded like a dark cloud also disappeared from here.

This shows that he completely gave up control of this magic circle, and shifted all his attention to other places.

Thinking back to the words she heard just now, Jiang Yun's beautiful eyes gradually narrowed, and a guess that even she couldn't believe appeared in her heart.

"Could it be that An Le only relies on himself..."

Just as she was thinking, the magic circle around Jiang Yun completely dissipated.

She looked around, and the building of the Qinghan Branch Hall reappeared in front of her eyes.

Not far away, there happened to be a group of monks, including Jiang Junliang and Cheng Yuemei.

Their appearance is obviously a bit embarrassed, their breathing is unstable, and their clothes are slightly damaged.

In fact, just now, Jiang Junliang and others were still fighting hard in the magic circle, and it was almost difficult to maintain.

Even if Zhang Haiyun didn't pay much attention to them, the handwriting of a Nascent Soul is not so easy to deal with.

Everyone looked dazed and didn't react for a while.

"The magic circle...disappeared?"

After realizing this, their breath suddenly relaxed, and they let out a long sigh of relief.

A lingering fear flashed in Jiang Junliang's eyes: "It's dangerous, almost..."

In the last second, a powerful spell bombarded them.

If it weren't for the sudden failure of the magic circle, most of the people would have suffered casualties because of it.

At this time, Cheng Yuemei saw Jiang Yun not far away, and subconsciously thought that she had broken the magic circle, and said repeatedly: "Thank you, Miss Jiang, for your help!"

"That's right, Fellow Daoist An!"

Concerned about Anle, Jiang Junliang quickly came to his senses, and looked at Jiang Yun respectfully: "Please hurry up and rescue him, Miss Jiang."

Jiang Yun's eyes were complicated, and there was an indescribable taste in her tone: "I think...he doesn't need me to save him anymore."

Following her line of sight, everyone raised their heads and looked at the dome inside the fortress.

"hiss……"

Someone couldn't help but gasp.

I saw that in the center of the dome of the Qinghan branch hall, on the spiritual force group that hung high like an artificial sun, there appeared a scar that almost split it in two.

click... click...

The faint but real cracking sound came to people's ears.

In the spiritual consciousness of everyone, with the spiritual power group as the center, there are countless spiritual power networks spreading all over the dome of the Qinghan branch hall. A magnificent sight, like a piece of exquisite and gorgeous porcelain.

This spiritual group is not only the core of the Riyaotian Wheel Sword Formation, but also the core of most of the magic circles in the Qinghan Branch Hall.

But at this time, with its shattering, the entire entangled and complex spiritual power network is dimming at a speed visible to the naked eye, becoming cold and empty.

After losing the supply of spiritual power, tens of thousands of small cracks began to appear on this "porcelain".

If you really want to describe it, it's like in the middle of the night, one area after another in a bustling metropolis loses power supply, and finally all of them are swallowed by the night.

The process is mind-blowing and has a unique, absurd, profound beauty.

Jiang Junliang murmured, "Who did this...?"

At this moment, Zhang Haiyun roared angrily from above.

"Anle! I want... to kill you!"

At this time, Zhang Haiyun was no longer the usual elegant and easy-going, his beard and hair were all loose, his complexion looked haggard, as if he had aged more than ten years.

Resentment, anger, almost overflowing.

He stared wide-eyed, bloodshot eyes, locked on the figure in front of him.

"Cough cough..."

An Le coughed out a mouthful of dirty blood and covered the wound on her left chest.

This scar was terribly deep, the pale ribs could be seen through it, and even the ribs were cut open by the extremely sharp breath, only a few centimeters deeper could cut through the heart.

[Spleen of Blood Crystals] The condensed blood crystals temporarily block the wound, preventing excessive blood loss and falling into a faint.

The vitality brought by [Endless Life] is trying its best to repair large and small wounds.

An Le's injuries were not insignificant. Apart from the scar on his chest, the ghost armor was cut into pieces, and many flesh and blood were cut open.

The most troublesome thing is that the sword energy left behind by the sword light swam and cut wantonly in the body, causing secondary damage to the wound.

If An Le's physical body was not exaggeratedly strong, he would lose the ability to move just under the raging sword energy.

However, An Le's face was pale and his breath was weak, but his eyes were full of calmness, and his expression was not panicked at all.

It was as if everything was under his control.

It was in stark contrast to Zhang Haiyun's gaffe.

An Le said lightly: "Master Zhang, you lost."

Looking at his demeanor, Zhang Haiyun's pent-up anger reached the extreme, and he wished he could rush up and tear his face apart.

'That's it again! '

'He had such eyes again, as if he had foreseen the ending long ago! '

Zhang Haiyun was not reconciled, and he couldn't understand why An Le would know the location of the Riyaotian wheel sword formation, and dare to bet his life so firmly.

His spiritual power surged, and he was about to strike again.

A huge figure in the shape of a mountain of meat stood in front of him.

"Hiccup~"

Ye Ling'er burped for a long time, but muttered in disgust: "It's really unpalatable."

On the other side, Jiang Yun's beautiful figure also rose from the ground and stopped in front of Zhang Haiyun.

Seeing these two people appear, An Le breathed a sigh of relief.

"Fortunately, they arrived in time."

In fact, An Le was not as calm as he appeared in his heart.

Not long ago, he did risk his death at any time to fight Zhang Haiyun.

This feeling is no less than walking a tightrope in the sky.

If you are not careful, everything will be over.

Recalling the danger in the battle just now, An Le couldn't help but feel lingering fear.

"If I hadn't failed once in the deduction, I'm afraid I'd be fooled by him in the end."

When normal people see the Riyaotian round sword formation, they may subconsciously think that that round of "big sun" is the core of the sword formation.

However, this is actually a trap.

Zhang Haiyun deliberately put this goal on the bright side, and it is extremely public, without any concealment, almost writing the "core" on it.

An Le knew it clearly in her heart.

The light on the dome is actually just the reflection of the real core.

Like the moon in the water, the flower in the mirror.

It is also like a bright moon that absorbs the reflection of the sun's rays.

The core of all formations, in fact, is not elsewhere, it is underground in the Qinghan branch hall!
An Le deliberately walks through the houses and buildings, destroying them with the sword energy of the Riyaotian wheel sword array, except for the incidental purpose of angering Zhang Haiyun, it is to clear the obstacles on the surface.

Moreover, he soon discovered that the seemingly indiscriminate sword energy bombarded the houses on the ground, but in fact, it intentionally or unintentionally avoided some areas.

After repeated probing, An Le finally determined the location of the core.

Finally, Tianyao Seven Swords destroyed the core before it fell, completing this incredible feat.

In the final analysis, An Le deduced all this on the premise that he already knew that the core in the sky was a trap, which was not too difficult.

But in Zhang Haiyun's view, this is simply unbelievable!

It was as if... An Le had already seen through everything!
This feeling of being seen through and controlled made Zhang Haiyun feel extremely aggrieved, it was the first time he was forced to this point by a Jindan.

But right now, Zhang Haiyun looked at the two Nascent Souls in front of him, one on the left and one on the right, and finally felt a tinge of despair in his heart.

Even with the suppression of the magic circle, he may not be the opponent of these two women.

Not to mention, now that the core of the magic circle has been shattered, the accumulation of decades has been destroyed, and there is no way to win it.

"Good! Very good!"

Zhang Haiyun gritted her teeth, still pretending to be stern.

"Since you all want me to die, then I will also be dragged behind me when I die!"

At this time, Ye Linger sniffled, with a strange look on her face.

"I thought it was strange before, why did Fellow Daoist Tian have an aura similar to that of yours, so it turned out to be such a thing?"

There was a touch of relief and sympathy in her small eyes, and she turned her head to look at Jiang Yun again.

Jiang Yun nodded, understood, and continued.

"Master Zhang, do you still remember that five years ago, a group of monks in gray robes came to this Qinghan branch hall?"

Zhang Haiyun frowned, not understanding why Jiang Yun asked such a question at this juncture.

On the ground, everyone also heard this question.

Cheng Yuemei looked puzzled, not knowing why.

Seeing that Zhang Haiyun is about to be taken down, why do you have to make extra troubles?
Lin Ningqian and the others looked serious and listened attentively, as if the answer to this question was very important.

The purpose of their coming to the Qinghan Branch Hall at the beginning was never to deal with Zhang Haiyun, nor was it to resist the invasion of the Great Thai Dynasty.

It was only because of the existence of An Le that Jiang Yun was forced to get involved in these disputes.

Jiang Junliang showed a thoughtful expression, and muttered to himself: "Five years ago...wasn't it when I first came to the Qinghan branch hall?"

After the immortal cultivator reaches the foundation-building stage, he is born with spiritual consciousness, and his thinking is extremely sharp.

And after reaching the golden core stage, it is easier to retrieve the memories sealed in the mind, even after many years, the recall is very smooth, as if it happened yesterday.

Jiang Junliang thought about it for a while, and soon remembered a trivial matter that seemed insignificant at the time.

A group of monks dressed in special clothes visited the Qinghan Branch Hall.

Although this place is located in a remote place, occasionally some cultivators stray into Xuyuan by mistake, or casual cultivators who do not belong to Taixu Palace come to ask for asylum.

Visits were rare, but not particularly unusual.

The reason why Jiang Junliang paid a little attention was the appearance of this group of people.

All of them were wearing gray robes.

That gray color is very special, with a kind of obscure, chaotic and strange feeling, vaguely ominous.

Moreover, after these gray-robed monks left, Jiang Junliang was surprised to find that he didn't remember the appearance of this group of people at all.

No matter how hard I tried to recall, there was only a blurry outline of their faces in my mind.

Afterwards, Jiang Junliang guessed that the other party probably used some kind of magic to hide his appearance.

It's just that the gray-robed man stayed in the Qinghan branch hall for a very short time, and only stayed for one night in total, and he didn't have the slightest influence on the other people in the Qinghan branch hall.

Before and after coming, everything was as usual, nothing changed.

As time went by, Jiang Junliang naturally didn't take this matter too seriously.

If it wasn't for Jiang Yun's sudden question, he probably would never think of it again in his life.

Jiang Junliang guessed in his heart: "Listen to what she said, do those gray-robed people have any special relationship with Master Zhang...?"

Hearing this question, Zhang Haiyun frowned: "What do you mean by gray-robed man? I don't understand!"

"The matter has come to this, if you want to kill or cut, go ahead!"

Jiang Yun sighed: "Yes, after all, they never leave memories in the target's mind."

Looking at her expression and eyes, Zhang Haiyun suddenly had a ridiculous idea.

'Is she... sympathizing with me? '

For no reason, Zhang Haiyun felt manic in his heart, and he kept asking himself: 'Why does she sympathize with me? '

'Why... am I so uncomfortable? '

"Then I'll just say it straight, their name is... Chen!"

Jiang Yun stared at Zhang Haiyun firmly, and said softly.

"Dust to dust, dust to dust."

"The dead can't be chased, but the ones who come can still be waited."

She suddenly shouted loudly: "Master Zhang, you should wake up!"

There was a fluctuation of spiritual power in this voice, which directly hit Zhang Haiyun's soul.

Zhang Haiyun looked dull, as if a haze had been suddenly dispelled in his mind, and that part of the hidden memory was the existence he was least willing to touch.

He remembered it all.

Including those Taixu Palace monks who call themselves "Dust", what happened between them that day, and... the memory of this body at the beginning.

******
It was in the desolate and cold moon abyss, surrounded by an endless ice field.

The unreal, unreal full moon hangs high.

Countless evil spirits and monsters hide in the shadows, making no secret of their malice.

At the beginning, they were so strong that he could only survive in the cracks, like a dark mouse hiding around, nibbling on the lacking and tasteless ice and snow, growing bit by bit.

I don't know how long these days have passed.

After being expelled from the territory by monsters again, he made up his mind——

He is getting stronger!

So strong that no evil spirit would dare to bully him again!
He began to imitate the behavior of some monsters and evil spirits, and gradually, he also possessed those impressive powers, and began to devour evil things that were weaker than him.

It's just... not enough, it's not enough.

During the period, he also encountered some creatures walking on two legs, but they were not strong enough, far inferior to the demons who had bullied him.

Until one day, he saw an existence so powerful that he was afraid.

When the man's face was reflected on the smooth ice, Zhang Haiyun remembered his name.

******
He looked at the gray-robed man in front of him.

Zhang Haiyun had an inexplicable premonition in his heart, as if something bad was about to happen.

"Who are they?"

"In Taixu Palace, there is such a force?"

But out of etiquette, Zhang Haiyun only received them warmly as usual.

The banquet was held very successfully, it can be said that the guests and hosts had a good time, which made Zhang Haiyun quite proud.

When it comes to the ability to entertain guests, he is still very good at it!

While pushing the cups and changing the cups, he also found out that the gray-robed man called himself "Chen", which seemed to be the name of a small secret group.

The gray-robed man headed by him was a young man, he said with a smile.

"Master Zhang, in fact, we are here because we have a big gift for you."

******
Zhang Haiyun wandered on the ice field for a long time, and out of some indescribable impulse, he always liked to hang out near the Qinghan branch hall, as if just looking at that fortress would also give him spiritual comfort.

"Oh, and this kind of evil spirit is really rare."

Suddenly one day, he heard a frivolous voice ringing in his ears.

In the next second, Zhang Haiyun lost consciousness.

When he opened his eyes again, there was a cold corpse lying in front of him.

The appearance and figure of the corpse were exactly the same as his, with wide-open eyes and disbelief and pain on his face.

Don't rest your eyes!

Zhang Haiyun was terrified and didn't understand what happened.

But a strong desire kept gushing out from the bottom of his heart.

He couldn't resist, and didn't want to resist.

The frivolous voice said, "Eat it."

"In this world, you are the only Zhang Haiyun."

In the end, he only heard the sound of himself swallowing hard.

******
The two memories suddenly merged and collided.

Chaotic fragments kept flashing before Zhang Haiyun's eyes, tearing and pulling his thoughts back and forth.

His whole life is like an illusory yet real dream.

His personality is like a blank sheet of paper, which has been painted with weird colors layer by layer.

Pain that has never been experienced before bursts out in the soul.

"Ahhhh!!!"

Zhang Haiyun couldn't help but let out a sharp roar.

That's not like any sound that humans, or even animals, can make.

"The truth, it turned out to be like this."

An Le looked at Zhang Haiyun not far away, or rather, Bing Po, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

His face was melting like ice and snow, and he was trying to maintain his original posture.

However, unlike Tian Qiutong before, this time, no one can help Zhang Haiyun stabilize the momentum of collapse.

Zhang Haiyun is also Bing Po, even An Le didn't expect it.

After all, in the last deduction, he died under Zhang Haiyun's suppression, so naturally he didn't see the follow-up plot.

"However, the death of Zhang Haiyun's body may have something to do with the group of gray-robed men?"

"'Dust?' is really a strange name."

The revelation of this shocking secret also answered some doubts in An Le's heart.

For example, the purpose of Jiang Yun and others coming to Qinghan branch hall.

Another example, why did Zhang Haiyun try to protect Tian Qiutong, who has been confirmed to be evil.

Perhaps in the dark, it was also because he was vaguely aware of his identity, and felt a little sympathetic.

An Le suddenly thought: "If Zhang Haiyun is real, will he not protect his daughter?"

This answer is destined to have no answer.

He shook his head, no longer thinking deeply.

Jiang Junliang, Lin Ningqian and others stared intently at Zhang Haiyun who was high above, shocked by the truth.

No one thought that the master of a branch hall of Taixu Palace was actually replaced by evil spirits.

And from Jiang Yun's words, it is not difficult to guess that this replacement happened five years ago!

Jiang Junliang only felt a chill go straight from the soles of his feet to Tianling Gai, and muttered to himself.

"Did those gray-robed people do it?"

"Why would they do this?"

Seeing that Zhang Haiyun's whole body was almost completely melted, his original face was no longer recognizable, and only his mouth was left among the facial features.

He opened his mouth and said hoarsely: "They...killed me, please...cough cough...Jiang Daoyou...revenge me."

"...that man, he calls himself...Xi!"

After uttering the name full of resentment, his body remained motionless, and his breath completely dissipated.

Immediately afterwards, it quickly turned into scarlet blood.

Until the last moment of his life, Bing Po still firmly believed that he was Zhang Haiyun!
When the blood melted, some pale bones were exposed.

Obviously, this is the real remains of Master Zhang Dian.

At this moment, An Le's complexion changed slightly, and a magic weapon in the storage bag suddenly made abnormal fluctuations.

It was the Soul Restraining Bell taken out of Ghost Venerable's body.

It seemed to be trembling and humming slightly, as if longing for something to exist.

An Le quietly took out the Soul Concentrating Bell, and an invisible thing in the air quietly flowed into it.

This process was very covert, and Jiang Yun and Ye Linger were all focused on Zhang Haiyun, so they didn't notice this little change.

"Xi..."

Jiang Yun chewed on the name, feeling awe-inspiring in her heart: "It's him again."

She temporarily suppressed this anxiety and breathed a sigh of relief: "It's finally over."

"It was much better than expected, at least not many casualties."

******
The process of cleaning up the mess is very easy.

Now that Bing Po, who was disguised as Zhang Haiyun, died, it was impossible for the remaining monks to disobey the orders of An Le and the others.

And after learning of Zhang Haiyun's identity, the shock in their hearts can be imagined.

Without Zhang Haiyun's support, the other ice soul disintegrated in front of everyone's eyes without Anle's hand.

An Le also asked Ye Linger and Jiang Yun to check again and again to confirm that there were no traces left by the Tai Tai Dynasty on the body of "Tian Qiutong", so she was relieved.

To be precise, Tian Qiutong is indeed not a spy of the Taitai Dynasty.

It's just that before Bing Po turned into her appearance, he was tampered with by the monks of the Great Thai Dynasty.

The enemy obviously understands the evil characteristics of Bing Po, so they will adopt this sneaking method that is almost impossible to be detected.

Although it was ensured that the conspiracy of the Great Thai Dynasty was disintegrated, the Qinghan Branch Palace at this time fell into a more dangerous situation.

The fall of "Zhang Haiyun" is only one aspect.

More importantly, in the previous battle, almost all of the countless magic circles covering the branch hall were destroyed and lost their original effectiveness.

There are collapsed houses and cracked ground everywhere.

Inside the fortress, it was already a scene of ruins.

If the Taitai God Dynasty launches an attack at this time, it is estimated that it will be countless times easier to break through this place than before.

(End of this chapter)