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    "When will this illusion end?" Kong Zijin was a little interested at first, but now she just wants to leave.

    There is really nothing to like about this damn place.

    Although the Lian Fang family from hundreds of thousands of years ago has been restored here, the Lian Fang family is not stupid enough to show them everything.

    They can only stay on the periphery of this family, watching their power, their raging, and their arrogance with cold eyes.

    If ordinary people came here, especially those who came in were little chicks who could only build a foundation, they would be shocked to see such a powerful and powerful Lian Fang family, and they might even bow down to this family.

    This is probably their purpose.

    Let the people of the Lian Fang family see how great and powerful their ancestors are, and let outsiders of the Lian Fang family see how powerful the Lian Fang family is.

    It¡¯s just these few people, not to mention Beitang Changfeng and Nan Qiuning. They once stood much higher than these people, and they also saw many big scenes in the turbulence of time and space.

    These are not enough for them to see.

    And Kong Zijin and Ruan Zhengyi, who are most easily influenced, have already developed a dislike for the Lian Fang family because of the experiments on the island. Now, no matter how much they see, they will never be in awe.

    The only advantage is that they can watch the powerful battle safely and at close range.

    "Boom!"

    Kong Zijin opened his mouth slightly. Since the clan system in the Yuanyi world has now been developed very well, there are many constraints among the big families, and at most there are only some small fights.

    Fights between monks above the Purple Mansion Realm are almost rare. In the past couple of months in the fantasy world, he has seen two fights between the Purple Mansion Realm and a powerful one at the Divine Transformation Realm.

    Such three battles had a huge impact on Kong Zijin and Ruan Zhengyi, who were only in the late stage of foundation building. Both of them even directly broke through to the peak of foundation building, just a short step away from breaking through.

    "Actually, I think I can make a breakthrough." Kong Zijin was eager to try.

    "But I still want to see a little more and try to suppress it before breaking through." Kong Zijin clenched his fists. This trip was really worth it.

    The final battle ended with the defeat of another family¡¯s cultivator in the realm of gods.

    The land they fought on was completely damaged, the mountains were flattened, the lakes and rivers were filled with soil, and those who were not strong enough to survive here also died.

    "Speaking of which, the winners are all from the Lian Fang family." Kong Zijin suddenly said.

    "Aren't you talking nonsense?" Ruan Zhengyi was speechless. Could it be that even the illusion created by the Fang family would allow people to see their miserable defeat?

    As they spoke, they felt their bodies lighten again, and were moved to the next place by the power of the illusion. This scene has happened many times in the past month.

    After all, the Lian Fang family will only show them what they want them to see, so they can only come suddenly and take them to the right place.

    "What's it this time?" As soon as Kong Zijin finished speaking, her expression turned bitter.

    It turned out that they were thrown into the meeting of the Lian Fang family to discuss various crusade wars.

    This was the part that they were least interested in. Kong Zijin pushed the door open in boredom, but still couldn't get out.

    "How can we leave?" Kong Zijin sat on the ground, holding her chin up, and complained several times.

    Such days lasted for about another month, and they became a little impatient. Finally one day, they felt that their surroundings relaxed and all the scenes stopped.

    Then, like a mirror, the entire space gently opened, slowly dissolving into the endless darkness.

    They returned to the place where they originally were, with some faintly bright light spots flickering in the darkness.

    Such a scene did not last long, and they completely fell into place.

    "That desert is this?" Ruan Zhengyi said with some uncertainty.

    As soon as he finished speaking, strong winds suddenly rose above the originally peaceful land of yellow sand. Within a few seconds, this place directly became the center of the sandstorm.

    Nan Qiu Ning quickly threw down a few small stones and used some strength to stop them. In an instant, tranquility returned to this small area. Just looking up and looking around, there was a sandstorm all over the sky.

    "This senior of the Lian Fang family is a pervert." Kong Zijin spat out the sand in his mouth and said angrily.

    It¡¯s simply wrong. When it¡¯s in the snow, it¡¯s like a blizzard. When it¡¯s in the sand, it¡¯s like a sandstorm. What kind of vicious taste is this?

    &nsp; "So?" Kong Zijin couldn't understand.

    "So do you think this place looks like a cemetery? Ordinary people put down their bodies and memorial tablets for future generations to pay homage to after their ancestors die, and we monks provide our inheritance for future generations to pay homage to." Nan Qiu Ning stretched out her hand and placed a  Scratching the air.

    Nothing at all.

    Kong Zijin was silent for a while.

    What is this feeling of wanting to refute but feeling it makes sense?

    He wants to say that inheritance is different from corpses and tablets, but think about it, isn¡¯t it?

    Because ordinary people have limited means, they can only leave corpses and memorial tablets. Monks like them have great magical powers, but when they die, they often don't die well. There is no corpse left, only the inheritance.

    "Maybe there are corpses here too." Beitang Changfeng said in a relaxed tone, which caused Kong Zijin to remain silent for a longer period of time.

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