Chapter 250 When the False Becomes True, the True Becomes False; the Immortal Gets Drunk and Dreams for a Thousand Years

Snap!

Although Zhao Zhongming's dragon claws pierced through Lu Chen's body.

But the expected one-hit kill did not occur.

Because just as Zhao Zhongming's claws touched Lu Chen's body, Lu Chen's body shattered on the spot like a mirror, turned into countless lotus petals, and disappeared on the spot.

Not long after, as the lotus petals condensed in the distance, Lu Chen's figure appeared out of thin air.

[Special Talent: Fairy Lotus Embryo]

[Effect 1. Fairy Breath: Increase the upper limit of spiritual power by ten times. It can greatly increase the speed of spiritual power recovery and purify the spiritual power within a hundred meters of itself. ]

[Effect 2. Soul Lotus Embryo: Increase the strength of the soul by ten times. It can condense soul petals for movement, defense, attack, etc. ... It can store magic weapons in the soul and slowly strengthen them. ]

[Current number of soul petals: 9]

Soul petals, one petal for one death.

With Lu Chen's current soul strength and cultivation, he can already condense a full nine soul petals.

It is equivalent to having an extra nine lives.

Zhao Zhongming frowned as he watched this scene.

Because he could not see what Lu Chen had done to avoid his inevitable death in such a short time.

Magical power?

Magic?

Or... special talent?

Zhao Zhongming could not understand.

However, although he could not understand, Zhao Zhongming did not stop his actions because of this.

After all, using the Great Ying Jade Seal and the Great Ying Mountains and Rivers Map at the same time was a huge burden even for him, the emperor of the Great Ying Dynasty.

He could not maintain this state for a long time and had to fight quickly.

So Zhao Zhongming immediately held the Mountains and Rivers Map and rushed towards Lu Chen again with an unstoppable attitude, relying on his own terrifying cultivation.

And at the moment he rushed out, a miniature of the Great Ying Dynasty seemed to appear under his feet.

It was as if he and Lu Chen were standing on a shrunken Great Ying Mountains.

In such an environment, Zhao Zhongming could not only instantly lock Lu Chen's position.

He could also restrict Lu Chen's actions in this area.

That is to say, Lu Chen's own sword domain has reached the state of harmony and can affect the surrounding environment.

Otherwise, he who is in the Jiangshan Shejitu is equivalent to being in a certain state of harmony.

The end is imaginable.

That is to say, the sword domain of the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood is still competing with the Daying Jiangshan Shejitu.

The effect of this imperial tool has been greatly reduced.

Otherwise, Zhao Zhongming would not need to catch Lu Chen himself.

With just a thought, he can change Lu Chen's position and send him to him.

At that time, as long as he is matched with his domineering and unparalleled body of dynasty luck.

It is almost impossible for cultivators below the fourth realm to win Zhao Zhongming in close combat.

In the blink of an eye, Zhao Zhongming came to Lu Chen again.

The golden light of his luck covered his right hand, forming an extremely huge dragon claw, which fell towards Lu Chen again.

Facing this huge dragon claw, Lu Chen's Juetian Sword returned to the sheath and made a sword-drawing motion.

Then, Zhao Zhongming felt a strong sword intent released from Lu Chen.

In a trance, Zhao Zhongming seemed to see a huge figure appearing behind Lu Chen.

Although he couldn't see the face of the figure clearly.

But the trembling from the bottom of his heart made him feel deeply.

If he had to describe it, it was the feeling he had when he first encountered a cultivator who was hostile to him before he started practicing.

Zhao Zhongming thought that he would never experience this feeling again after reaching the third realm.

But after feeling the strange sword intent from Lu Chen, Zhao Zhongming found that he might have underestimated the outside world.

In Zhao Zhongming's solemn expression, Lu Chen's sword... came out of the sheath.

Clang!

Lu Chen drew out the Juetian Sword and then swung it.

This sword had no special skills and no artistic conception, and it seemed very ordinary.

But it was such an ordinary sword that easily broke Zhao Zhongming's dragon claw.

After that, he was like a person in an empty space, letting the invisible sword intention slash at Zhao Zhongming's body.

Puff!

A sword fell, blood gushed out.

The golden light that protected Zhao Zhongming's body, formed by the dynasty's luck, was immediately torn open.

Then, Zhao Zhongming's golden dragon robe was torn open, revealing a deep wound that could see the bone.

The wound started from the shoulder and spread all the way to his abdomen.

It almost cut it off directly.

If it were an ordinary third-level cultivator, even a physical cultivator with strong vitality.

It would definitely be a fatal injury.

But such an injury fell on Zhao Zhongming, but it only made him pause for a moment.

Zhao Zhongming looked down at the sword wound on his body, and said with lingering fear: "Almost, just a little bit..."

That's right, it was almost.

If the power of Lu Chen's sword could be a little stronger.

Then this sword might really kill him directly.

But a slight mistake can lead to a great error. This is the reason why Zhao Zhongming seemed to be seriously injured.

But it was not fatal.

The Great Ying Jade Seal on Zhao Zhongming's head shed golden light, and then the wound on his body healed in a very short time.

Except for a cut in the dragon robe, Zhao Zhongming looked like nothing happened.

And all this happened in just one or two seconds.

The tyranny of the dynasty's luck was revealed without reservation at this moment.

Unless Zhao Zhongming's vitals were hit at once, such as cutting off his head or piercing his heart.

Otherwise, other attacks would be futile for Zhao Zhongming.

Lu Chen looked at this scene, although he had expected it in his heart.

But he was still a little amazed at Zhao Zhongming's means.

The sword of the outer way that could cut off everything could not kill Zhao Zhongming at this time.

It was not that the sword of the outer way was not good, but the gap between him and Zhao Zhongming was difficult to make up with the sword of the outer way.

At this time, if he wanted to kill Zhao Zhongming with one sword, it was indeed a little short of meaning.

After confirming that the sword of the outer way could not kill Zhao Zhongming in seconds, Lu Chen knew that he did not need to continue to try other means.

And the same idea appeared in Zhao Zhongming's heart.

Although he said that Lu Chen's sword just now was very calm.

But his heart had actually been in his throat for a long time.

Just now it was just a little short, but what if Lu Chen found a way to make up for that?

He didn't forget the sword flowers scattered around Lu Chen.

Although he was still not sure what effect these sword flowers could have.

But he instinctively felt that these sword flowers were definitely not for show.

Therefore, he would never give Lu Chen even a little time to prepare.

Just as Zhao Zhongming recovered from his injuries, he attacked Lu Chen again.

He didn't believe that Lu Chen's mysterious method of death-substitution had no price.

Even if Lu Chen could continue to use that mysterious lotus shattering to die, it must have a limit on the number of times.

As long as he came a few more times, Lu Chen would eventually die in his hands.

Breaking all laws with force, nothing more than that.

But almost at the moment Zhao Zhongming moved, a series of blue and dark lights began to rise into the sky.

At the same time, Zhao Zhongming had already arrived in front of Lu Chen and attacked Lu Chen with one claw.

But as before, Lu Chen's body once again turned into countless petals and disappeared on the spot.

When he appeared again, he had already arrived at another location.

And the surrounding Qingxuan light that continued to rise into the sky was getting more and more.

And after these Qingxuan lights gathered in the air, they slowly turned into a huge special immortal sword.

And the condensed sword handle alone was tens of meters high.

It is conceivable how terrifying this special immortal sword would be if it was fully condensed.

He could not continue to condense the immortal sword...

Almost in an instant, Zhao Zhongming understood his situation.

Either he would kill Lu Chen before Lu Chen condensed the immortal sword.

Or Lu Chen would condense the immortal sword and kill him with one sword.

There was no middle ground.

Both sides had no way out.

In this situation, Zhao Zhongming's attack became more crazy.

He was like a trapped beast, constantly seeking a way out.

But Lu Chen's soul petals made his attacks miss again and again.

After several times, Zhao Zhongming also roughly understood the principle of Lu Chen's special talent.

Man is the spirit of all things, and Lu Chen seems to be able to completely turn himself into a ‘spirit’ in some way.

At the moment of becoming a ‘spirit’, all attacks are meaningless to Lu Chen.

Because no matter whether it is magic or magical power, it is essentially composed of spiritual power.

Unless he can achieve the degree of destroying even spiritual power.

Otherwise, he will have no way to deal with Lu Chen’s soul petals.

At this moment, Zhao Zhongming felt a strong sense of powerlessness.

He had clearly seen through the nature of Lu Chen’s talent.

He also knew where the problem was.

But he couldn’t find any solution.

This feeling of powerlessness only occurred when he had not yet practiced and met those practitioners.

Hundreds of years passed in a flash, and he felt this feeling again.

He had practiced so hard in order to prevent this situation from happening.

But now he was forced to this point by a foreign cultivator who was much younger than him.

What was the purpose of his hundreds of years of planning?

For a moment, Zhao Zhongming was a little confused.

The confusion caused his movements to pause.

So much so that after Lu Chen re-condensed his body, he did not continue to chase, but stood there blankly.

He looked up at the Haoran Qinglian Sword, which had been condensed for three-fifths, with empty eyes.

At this moment, Zhao Zhongming felt as if he had returned to the night more than four hundred years ago.

That night, he had no cultivation.

Facing dozens of cultivators besieging Ajiu, he was like today, unable to do anything except watching.

He thought that as long as he mastered the Daying Dynasty and embarked on the path of cultivation, he would never encounter such a situation again.

And the next few hundred years also proved that his idea was correct.

Before meeting Lu Chen, Zhao Zhongming felt that even if the outside world was far more vast than Daying.

But as a person who had achieved perfection in the third realm, even if he was not the top, he should belong to the category of strong people.

But the appearance of Lu Chen completely shattered the pride in his heart.

Whether it was cultivation or age.

Lu Chen would never be over fifty years old.

This age can't be considered old even for a mortal.

Let alone for a monk.

Just a disciple can have such strength.

Zhao Zhongming dared not imagine how powerful those elders of Qingyun Sect who were above Lu Chen would be.

Perhaps, only such a place can cultivate true immortals.

Thinking of this, Zhao Zhongming suddenly felt a strong curiosity in his heart.

"Are there many people with your strength in Qingyun Sect?"

Hearing this, Lu Chen thought for a moment and said, "Many."

Yuanying, Huashen, and even Mahayana...

These beings are without exception, and their strength is far above his current level.

Although Lu Chen has never seen a great master of Huashen or above in Qingyun Sect.

But he has seen many Yuanying in Qingyun Sect.

Let alone other things, the peak masters of the five peaks of Qingyun Sect alone, each of them is a Yuanying cultivator.

Not to mention those Yuanying cultivators who have been in seclusion for many years.

After hearing Lu Chen's answer, Zhao Zhongming looked at the sky above his head with longing eyes.

Although the sky was covered by countless blue lights, it still couldn't hide the bright stars in the night sky.

Zhao Zhongming seemed to want to see the wider world through these.

"If I have the chance, I still want to go to the outside world, see the world that Ajiu talked about, go to the places she had been to, and try the delicacies she praised."

"If I can be stronger, even a little bit, maybe I can jump out of here."

"It's a pity, it's a pity that I'm still the frog trapped at the bottom of the well."

Hearing this, Lu Chen's eyes became very deep. After thinking for a moment, he decided to tell the truth about Daying that he had speculated.

"It has nothing to do with cultivation. You... can't get out."

"Huh? Why?"

Zhao Zhongming was very puzzled when he heard this.

Because in his opinion, the only reason he couldn't get out was that Lu Chen blocked his way out.

If there was no Lu Chen, he might have passed through the gate between the two worlds and left this world.

Lu Chen looked at the confused Zhao Zhongming and said calmly: "What you see is not necessarily true, and what you see is not necessarily false. When an immortal gets drunk, he dreams for a thousand years..."

"That door has never existed from the beginning, and what you are looking for has never been here."

"Many times, the truth does not necessarily represent hope, but...deeper despair."

Hearing this, not only Zhao Zhongming, but also everyone in the academy was stunned.

Except for a few people with poor comprehension, all the others present were outstanding people.

It only took them a moment to understand the message that Lu Chen wanted to convey.

And Lu Chen's understanding of the True Immortal Trial.

When the false is true, the true is also false, and when there is nothing, there is nothing.

The so-called True Immortal Trial, perhaps from the beginning...is just a dream of the immortal.

Zhao Zhongming, and even the entire Daying Dynasty, are just the product of the immortal's dream.

What is true?

Inheritance is true, memory is true, and the trialer is true.

What is false?

The world is fake, Gu Xiu is fake, every flower and tree is fake.

If everything is really as Lu Chen said, then the 'door' that Zhao Zhongming is looking for does not exist from the beginning.

Because the moment he walked out of the door, he was awake.

And the dream that is awake naturally does not exist.

Therefore, Zhao Zhongming could not walk out from the beginning, and could not go out.

Lu Chen thought that Zhao Zhongming would completely collapse after hearing this.

But he didn't expect that his expression at this time became extremely relaxed.

It was as if the big stone that had been pressing on his heart was completely removed.

He looked at Lu Chen and said with a smile: "Maybe everything is really as you said, and we are just a dream of immortals from the beginning."

"But I promised Ajiu that I would definitely take her home."

"So even if all this is fake, I have to see it with my own eyes."

"After all, even if the world is fake and people are fake, but memories are real, and love... must be real."

"Besides, you should have found the location of the 'door', right?"

Hearing this, Lu Chen's face showed a strange color.

Because everything was just as Zhao Zhongming said, he did find a 'door', a 'door' that could allow Zhao Zhongming and his 'people' to walk out of the dream of the immortal.

But he was not sure whether this 'door' was useful.

Because before today, he did not want to try whether this 'door' existed.

But since Zhao Zhongming wanted to try, he did not mind helping him.

After all, he was also very curious, when a fake dream met a real person, could this dream... come true?

And this 'door' was memory.

A dream that could not be remembered was a bubble.

But a dream that could be remembered might come true.

Zhao Zhongming wanted to rely on himself to keep his memory while leaving the dream of the immortal, which was impossible.

Because everything he could touch here was false and could not bring out this dream of the immortal.

But he was fake, and he was real.

What he could not bring out, he could.

Therefore, in a sense, Lu Chen, who entered the True Immortal Trial with his true body, was the 'door' that Zhao Zhongming had been looking for.

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