"How could this be like this..." Ye Zixian looked at her palm.

At this moment, there was no man Jiang Xiaonuo in her hands, there was nothing there, nothing there.

"This..." Jiang Lingkong was also stunned, incredible.

I have lived here for ten years, but except for him and Ye Zixian, everything else is fake, and even my daughter is fake.

"The projections we see are all illusions?" Jiang Lingkong asked.

"Not counting, those projections are actually the big names who entered the Holy Garden back then. They are also trapped in the whimsical world, but they should have been rescued or withered and died in this place. Their projections are actually part of themselves and stay here, so they cannot be considered illusions." Chang Ji explained.

"Impossible, even in the imagination, Kong and I are real, and our daughter should be real." Ye Zixian's tears had fallen, and this blow was too big, especially for a mother.

"You are indeed real, but what you do here is fake, so this girl does not exist." Chang Ji said.

Jiang Lingkong and Ye Zixian were both silent. This was unacceptable to them. They had lived here for more than ten years, but the outside world had only been over ten days. Everything was fake. The villagers were projected by a group of people once, and even their daughters did not exist.

"Xiao Nuo..." Ye Zixian burst into tears. A woman's maternal love was aroused, but in the end she was desperate. Everything was a play by the "director" of the Desperate Wood.

"This place is both illusory and real, and the time rules are here. To be precise, you have lived here for more than ten years, but what has happened in the past ten years does not exist." Chang Ji said, and she glanced at Jiang Lingkong and said, "I will help you get your fighting spirit back."

After saying that, a silver moon rose directly into the air in Chang Ji's body. Inside the silver moon, there were architectural ruins and a bronze platform. This was the core of the Moon Palace. Jiang Lingkong had entered and exited that place with Lu Yan'er.

At this moment, the core of the Moon Palace was actually hidden in Lu Yan'er's body.

Chang Ji stretched out her hand and put Jiang Lingkong and Ye Zixian into the silver moon together.

Immediately afterwards, the silver moon shone, and took the two of them out in an instant, and it was very fast, heading towards the depths of the holy garden.

This holy garden is actually not too big, it is as big as a province in the mythical ancestral land. For Jiang Lingkong and his friends’ current cultivation level, such an area is really nothing.

Jiang Lingkong has lived here for more than ten years. Although he dare not say that he has traveled all over the Holy Garden, he still understands it almost well. There are only some special places, which are in a sealed state, so he cannot enter.

At this moment, Chang Ji drove a silver moon to the depths of the Holy Garden. This place was originally a sealed area. Jiang Lingkong had never been here for more than ten years. Even if he was proficient in the pattern of heaven and earth, he could not enter. This shows how extraordinary this place is.

But at this moment, the silver moon that Chang Ji drove entered it safely.

The core of this Moon Palace is definitely a treasure. It is not only the core of the moon, but it must have a greater origin.

"Om Long!"

The core of the Moon Palace directly broke into this place, and this place has entered the central area of ​​the ancient city of Death.

Here, there is a huge ancient tripod, taller than a mountain, and it is so ancient that it is incredibly ancient. The three-legged round tripod is extremely thick. I don’t know what material it is built, and it is extremely red. The ancient tripod is burning on its own, and the body of the tripod is covered with divine fire.

And the ancient cauldron was steaming, and its terrifying heat seemed to evaporate the world.

This ancient tripod is more terrifying than the most terrifying volcano in the world. It has amazing calories and it seems like it is cooking something inside.

Jiang Lingkong stood in the core of the Moon Palace, which was suspended in the air. Through a fog of moonlight, you can see the situation in the ancient cauldron.

"this……"

At this moment, Jiang Lingkong was so shocked that he was extremely shocked, because the scene in front of him was really terrifying.

In this ancient tripod, there are various corpses, broken limbs and broken arms, each of which is shining.

These corpses are all the gods in the sky, including the god of war, demon god, white-clothed Bodhisattva, fairy, sword immortal, and even true dragon, and fairy phoenix. Their corpses are cooked in the ancient cauldron, burning out the essence of divine power throughout the sky, and integrating into the ancient city of death in front of you.

"This ancient city of death is made up of blood and bones of the gods of the heavens, and the ancient cauldron in front of him is cooking the gods in the sky. It's really terrible here. Who did all this? What's the purpose?" At this moment, Jiang Lingkong couldn't help but be amazed.

Moreover, there are so many corpses of gods, and each of them was a terrifying existence during their lifetime. Where did they collect them from?

Chang Ji didn't say much, but reached out and cut Jiang Lingkong's palm, extracting a ball of bright red blood, which was suspended in her palm, like a flawless red gem.

Next, Chang Ji said: "I will use "Call the Nerve" to call out what you have lost. If your fighting spirit has been melted, the trouble will be great. It is never easy to reshape your fighting spirit."

Next, Chang Ji recites scriptures here.

This is a mysterious and ancient scripture. After Chang Ji recited this scripture, Jiang Lingkong clearly felt that his body and mind were touched. At this moment, in the dark, he felt that a part of his body had a sense of his senses with him in a distant place.

"Sit down cross-legged, feel your body and mind, and recall every battle I have experienced since my debut. I will find your deprived heart of war back." Chang Ji said.

"Um."

Jiang Lingkong nodded, sat down cross-legged, and recalled his past battle as Chang Ji told him.

From the mythical ancestral land, we fought all the way to the Dayang Realm, fought in the Realm Mountains, and finally came to the Mingkong Realm, hostile to the four dynasties, recalling every battle since his debut.

Finally, Jiang Lingkong really sensed it, as if something was in the distance, and he had sensed it with him.

Not long after, under Chang Ji's "call", a shadow shaking from the ancient tripod came out of the ancient tripod.

This shadow was Jiang Lingkong. He exuded a high fighting spirit all over his body, but his body was very weak, like a remnant soul, walking towards Jiang Lingkong.

This is Jiang Lingkong's sense of war that was deprived of, and he was summoned back by Chang Ji using "Summoning the Nerve".

This wisp of fighting consciousness, which was like a remnant soul, drifted to Jiang Lingkong and finally merged with Jiang Lingkong.

In an instant, a high fighting spirit burst out from Jiang Lingkong's body. His fighting spirit came back. It had been more than ten years. The long-lost fighting spirit instantly filled Jiang Lingkong's entire body and mind.

For more than ten years, his heart was lonely, as if he had died, but at this moment he was rekindled, making Jiang Lingkong want to find someone to fight for it now.

"I finally helped you regain your fighting spirit. Once you lose your fighting spirit, it is difficult to reshape. Even if that immortal woman comes, she will have a headache." Chang Ji snorted coldly, saying that she was blaming Jiang Lingkong.

Jiang Lingkong also knew who she was talking about the so-called "old woman".

He dared not refute. No matter what, Chang Ji had taught him the Dharma and was his master. Moreover, this time he lost his fighting spirit, Jiang Lingkong knew that he had indeed caused great trouble.

"Master, I'm sorry, I'll take you to travel in person. How did you know I'm here?" Jiang Lingkong couldn't help asking.

Chang Ji said, "The Supreme Star appeared in the Netherworld, and I came here too. There was a sense between Lu Yan'er and I, and I, positioned her position and found her. As a result, Lu Yan'er told me that you have disappeared for more than ten days, and I was afraid that there would be more misfortunes, so I found it with Lu Yan'er's body. Unexpectedly, you encountered such trouble, and even more so that you found this place."

"What is this place...? You just said the bureau, what does it mean?" Jiang Lingkong asked, feeling that this place must have an amazing origin.

Chang Ji said: "This is the place where the seven supreme stars are buried in the great secret. There is a truth. Even if I tell you now, you cannot understand the mystery."

Jiang Lingkong was disappointed. Obviously, Chang Ji didn't intend to say too much.

If it were the past, Jiang Lingkong would definitely have to ask clearly.

However, after experiencing so many things now, Jiang Lingkong understands that some things cannot be said, but once they are told, they will be a cause and effect that cannot be afforded.

"Let's leave." Chang Ji said.

She looked at the huge ancient cauldron with a meaningful meaning. This ancient cauldron that cooks the gods all over the sky, and I don’t know what it means. Even people like Chang Ji looked at it with fear in their eyes.

The core of the Moon Palace flew away and left this place.

It flew out of the Holy Garden, left the ancient city of death, and flew out with Jiang Lingkong and Ye Zixian.

Jiang Lingkong turned around and looked at the ancient city of death, especially the direction of the Holy Garden, and felt a little reluctant.

No matter what, I have my own home there and I have lived there for more than ten years. It’s a pity that everything is just a mirror and a dream under the tree of despair.

"Xian'er..."

Jiang Lingkong grabbed Ye Zixian's hand. He knew that Ye Zixian was actually hit harder because of Jiang Xiaonuo's disappearance.

Jiang Lingkong was very guilty at this moment. If he hadn't lost his fighting spirit and insisted on staying in this place, nothing would have happened. Ten years of ordinary life might have made Ye Zixian fall in love with this place, especially after having his daughter Jiang Xiaonuo, Ye Zixian was even more dependent.

But in the end, when he found out that everything was fake, Ye Zixian's despair was even greater than Jiang Lingkong, and he lost his daughter, which made Ye Zixian, a mother, unable to bear.

"The tree of despair is worthy of being a tree of despair. It gives people hope and makes people despair." Ye Zixian said quietly, tears bursting out from her eyes.

"If there is still a chance in the future, we can have a daughter like Xiaonuo." Jiang Lingkong said.

"But it's not Xiao Nuo anymore." Ye Zixian said.
Chapter completed!