"Little brother, can you hand me my clothes?"
"The pink dress on the leftmost peach tree and the red dudou. I'll repay you …"
"Little brother, you're so handsome …"
"…"
Waves of blushing voices entered Ye Chen and Song Qiye's ears. In the end, Song Qiye chose to seal his six senses and used a whip to connect himself to Ye Chen.
Ye Chen was indifferent and continued moving forward.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh …
The seductive voices lingered in their ears. Subsequently, a few young women stood up. They were naked and walked to Ye Chen shyly. There were still some water droplets on their crystalline bodies.
"The boundless secular world is but a fleeting cloud!"
Ye Chen's eyes gleamed as his Divine Telekinesis transformed. It condensed into a golden long sword in the air and charged at the young women.
"You've ruined my dao heart, kill!"
A woman's face was filled with fear as she was killed on the spot.
"If you stand in my way, kill!"
With another slash of the sword, another naked woman was destroyed!
"How dare you show off in front of me with such insignificant skills? Kill!"
"My will is like a blade, kill!"
"Kill, kill, kill!"
In the time of a few breaths, all the charming and seductive women were destroyed, and the voices that caused one's face and ears to flush came to an abrupt end.
As the space changed, the scene before Ye Chen returned to the scene of the first floor leading to the second floor of the Immortal Tower.
Ye Chen's expression was cold. He turned around and glanced at Song Qiye, who had sealed his six senses. He scolded softly, "Idiot, cultivation is to cultivate the heart. If the heart escapes, how can there be any cultivation?!"
Song Qiye seemed to have woken up from a dream. He immediately unlocked his six senses and faced the temptation head-on. He gradually understood what Ye Chen meant.
Ye Chen revealed a look of approval and continued leading him forward. The illusion was useless to him, but it was enough to train his disciple's dao heart.
…
Deep in the Immortal Tower, where the void overlapped.
At this moment, there were two people in a quiet valley. One of them sat cross-legged and stared at the chess game in front of him without moving for a long time.
That person seemed to be a young man, but he had a head of white hair, and there was a mixture of 30% evil and 70% righteousness between his brows.
Beside him, there was an extremely beautiful woman standing respectfully. Her appearance was like that of a seductress who had once bewitched an emperor and lost the entire world.
"Bang, bang, bang …"
At that moment, black pieces exploded one after another on the chessboard, turning into dust that scattered in all directions.
"This person has such a strong killing intent!"
The white-haired young man stared blankly at the incomplete chessboard, and a look of shock appeared on his face. "My methods didn't affect him at all!"
The peerless beauty by his side was also slightly shocked, and then she said softly, "Dao Master, do you want me to act?"
"No need!"
The young man interrupted him with a wave of his hand. "This person is obviously someone who is wholeheartedly devoted to the Dao and doesn't have any distracting thoughts. Moreover, based on his killing intent, he's a person who kills decisively. It's useless even if you go there!"
"No wonder Qianqiu Wuhen is interested in him!"
When he thought up to here, he chuckled. "In this way, it seems like my subsequent methods have always been useless!"
"Ling Long, open the Heavenly Gate and invite this fellow Daoist in."
He smiled faintly.
The woman named Ling Long could not help but be stunned when she heard that. After so many years, this was the first time her master had opened the Heavenly Gate and invited someone in.
"Understood!"
Ling Long responded. Her body distorted, and she disappeared on the spot.
…
On the ninth floor of the Immortal Tower.
Ye Chen led Song Qiye to the ninth floor step by step. To his surprise, there were no obstructions on the remaining eight floors after the first illusion.
Song Qiye glanced at the sealed wall in front of him, and his heart was in turmoil. "Master, I think we've reached the top!"
At that moment, he finally realized that someone might have really set up a trap to lure Ye Chen in. Since that was the case, he was not worried about the identities of the Patriarch of Hell and the rest.
Ye Chen placed his hands behind his back and suddenly shouted, "Mad Southern Ye from China is here to pay a visit to the master of the Immortal Tower!"
Boom, boom, boom …
As soon as he said that, the wall in front of everyone slowly opened from the inside. Then, a woman in a silk dress walked out slowly with a lantern in her hand.
The moment he saw the woman, Song Qiye could not help but be dazed. He could not be blamed for losing his composure, but the woman was just too beautiful.
On the other hand, Ye Chen's eyes flickered.
Void Refinement Stage!
The existence in front of him who looked like a maidservant with a lantern was actually at Void Refinement Stage. Moreover, she was stronger than Elder Ku beside Fang Ziyue.
Ling Long carried the lantern and took a good look at Ye Chen. She said in a natural and unrestrained manner, "Fellow Ye, my master invites you!"
At the same time, Song Qiye snapped out of his daze. He could not help but feel ashamed and hurriedly shifted his gaze away, not daring to look at Ling Long again.
"Alright!"
Ye Chen nodded lightly and walked into the opened wall under Ling Long's lead. Only Song Qiye said worriedly, "Master, be careful of a trap!"
His worry was not unreasonable. The reason why the master behind the Immortal Tower had set up such a trap to lure Ye Chen here was not as simple as meeting him.
"Don't worry!"
Ye Chen shook his head with his hands behind his back and followed Ling Long closely.
From the looks of it, the master of the Immortal Tower did not have any hostility toward him. All the methods he used were illusions, and he did not have any strong hostility.
Of course, even if the other party was hostile, Ye Chen was not afraid at all.
After about the time it took for an incense stick to burn, Ling Long led the two of them into a quiet valley.
At the entrance of the valley, Ling Long suddenly stopped in her tracks. She glanced at Song Qiye and said to Ye Chen, "Fellow Ye, my master only wants to see you. Please wait here."
Hearing that, Song Qiye's expression changed slightly.
"Wait for me here!"
Ye Chen instructed and subsequently stepped into the valley.
The valley was very quiet. It was not as quiet as it seemed on the surface, but when one was in it, one's body and mind could not help but calm down.
In the end, Ye Chen's gaze landed on a courtyard above the valley. The courtyard was extremely ordinary. It was made of green bricks and green tiles, as if it was a remote place in China.
Outside the courtyard, there was a stone pavilion. At that moment, a young man in a Daoist robe was sitting in the stone pavilion. There was no aura on the young man at all. He looked very ordinary.
However, Ye Chen could feel that there seemed to be a divine furnace in his body. It was as if it could explode at any time and destroy the world.
The young man slowly turned around and looked at him like a spring breeze. His voice was magnetic, "Esteemed guest, you've come from afar. Please forgive me for not welcoming you earlier!"
After saying that, he immediately made a gesture of invitation.
Ye Chen did not mind. He walked forward casually and sat on a stone stool opposite him. There was only a stone table between them.
Only then did he look at the former and say, "You've painstakingly lured me here just to meet me?"
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