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Chapter 607

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The people from the Weapon Refining Sect were staring at the black and purple cover. Others might not know, but they knew that it was the innate material purple jade! We've been bombarding for a long time, let's take this purple jade. En, it's best to take it when no one is paying attention.

But unexpectedly, someone picked up the purple jade cover and said, "Two layers of illusion, there must be something good down there. Everyone, let's go down and look for it!"

After saying that, he threw the purple jade cover into his storage ring. The people from the Weapon Refining Sect looked at each other. They understood that this black guy had also seen through it, so forget it. After all, there was still hope for treasures down there. Black guy, you won't swallow it all, right?

Ye Kong was also looking forward to the bottom. How extravagant it was to use a purple jade as a cover! Maybe there were even better things down there!

When the cover was lifted, everyone looked down. Something surprising happened. There was actually a city down there!

Everyone was shocked. No one dared to go down. They all asked, "Why is there a city underground? Could it be another illusion? "

Ye Kong shook his head. "The person who set up the illusion not only has a profound cultivation, but is also good at scheming. So the more normal it is, the more abnormal it is. The more abnormal it is, the more normal it is!"

After saying that, Ye Kong threw out his flying sword and jumped down.

There was no sky or moon in the world below. The sky was the ground above. But in the city, there were many lights, illuminating the whole city brilliantly.

The streets of the city crisscrossed, houses stood in great numbers, and there were all kinds of ancient trees. It was as if they had come to a small town in the secular world. But there was no one in sight.

"Underground city? And there are two layers of illusion outside? Who built this place? Why is there no sign of human habitation? "Everyone landed with all kinds of questions.

Standing on the street, they could feel that the street was very wide. The street lights on both sides were orderly, and there was an exceptionally bright place in the distance at the end of the road.

Although this place was glorious, there was no one in sight. It was so quiet that a pin drop could be heard. It was very strange. Everyone gathered in the middle.

"These floor tiles, these houses … are all made of purple jade and black gold!" Finally, a disciple of the Weapon Refining Sect exclaimed. Only then did everyone notice that the floor tiles and the houses were all made of purple jade and black gold.

Not only that, there were profound runes engraved on the floor tiles. It was unknown what kind of formation it was, but it seemed that they were not ordinary objects.

"So many? What was everyone waiting for?! Dig! Dig harder! "Someone shouted, and someone immediately took out a magic tool.

The disciples of the Refiner Sect laughed heartily. Originally, they were very unhappy that Ye Kong had taken away the purple jade lid. But now, it seemed like it was everywhere. There was no need to care about it, they could just dig it up.

However, purple jade and black gold were both extinct innate materials. Coupled with the array engraved on them, how could it be so easy to dig them out? Even when he used the energy-charged cannon, there was no reaction!

"Isn't this too difficult to dig?" Finally, some people gave up. Their gazes shot towards the houses with their doors open, while others focused on the taller and grander buildings.

Eighty-six people, just like that, split up. Some walked towards the houses, some walked towards the streets, some walked towards the places with red lanterns, some walked towards the houses with the word "gambling" written on them, and some suddenly saw shops with the words "cultivation" or "crafting" and so on.

But Ye Kong felt that at the end of the road, in the white light, there seemed to be a voice calling him.

It was a call from the depths of the soul, and it was irresistible. He walked over step by step.

Ye Kong walked on the road, as if he had forgotten about his teammates, forgotten about the exploration, and forgotten about everything. He only knew that he was walking in a daze.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, he found himself back on Earth. At this time, he was no longer a gangster. He had supreme spells, he brought with him the cultivation of the Azure Star, he also brought with him magic tools, talismans, and ancient treasures …

He was powerful, he was invincible! Countless beauties crowded around him, some with yellow skin, some with white skin, some from China, and some from abroad. All kinds of beauties were available for him to enjoy. Countless politicians from various countries flattered him and groveled in front of him. The policies and plans of the country were all changed because of him. Countless people became famous because of him, and countless people were sent to hell because of him. Money, power, beauties, everything was in front of him. He could have anything he wanted …

Ye Kong gradually became confused. He was enjoying it. He felt that this kind of life was the kind of life that he wanted.

But at this moment, he suddenly thought, Is this what I want, what I'm pursuing?

No, this is not what I want, and this is not what I'm pursuing! This is not my path!

He took out his flying sword and fiercely slashed! Beauties, money, and riches were all cut in one slash!

The scenery in front of him suddenly changed again. In a daze, he returned to the Southern General's Mansion in the southern city. Here, the scar on Chen Jiuniang's face was already healed. Ye Haoran came back to life. There was also his big brother Ye Wei. The father was kind, the son was filial, and the family was happy.

Not only that, there was also Xiao Hong and Lu Qin. They had all given birth to his children.

What was happiness? This was happiness! The whole family was together in harmony. There were no fights, no battles, no unhappy things. Ye Kong no longer cultivated. He began to immerse himself in scriptwriters. He was both a scriptwriter and a director. His dramas became more and more famous. Every new drama was released, it caused a stir. The entire Cang Nan continent was looking forward to his new dramas.

Ye Kong was lost again!

He was a person who valued family. Wealth and glory couldn't keep him, but the love in this world could make him unable to extricate himself.

There was a voice in his heart telling him to stay, stay! As long as he stayed here, he could enjoy everything! He could have a happy family. His parents were together, his children and grandchildren surrounded him, the joy of a family!

Here, he could realize all his dreams and wishes. He could have anything he wanted, and he could live any life he wanted!

As long as he stayed here! He wanted to stay here forever! Everything was in his hands. Everything could be obtained!

These thoughts kept pouring into Ye Kong's mind, but he shook his head firmly!

No! This isn't real! All of this is just a dream! I value family and family, but I don't want to stay in a dream forever. A man should create his own happiness with his own hands. He shouldn't weakly build his own ideal world in a dream!

I'm not that lowly! I don't want this kind of happiness!

When this thought appeared in his mind, Ye Kong felt that those dreams were starting to get further away, and those messy thoughts were all shattered.

But it wasn't over yet. Following that, he came to a place filled with Immortal Qi. White Cranes flew around, celestial birds chirped, pavilions, small bridges, and flowing rivers. Naked fairies carried all sorts of delicacies …

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