Nine Samsara Cauldron

After so many years, no one should remember me anymore. The memories I have in this world are fading in my friends and family,

Su Ziyan was sad, but it was only for an instant.

Before this, she had always missed Twenty-first Century's life, but when she saw the scene of Twenty-first Century in the Illusory Mountain, she understood that everything was different. She, who was now, had long merged into Tian Yuan Continent's life.

The surprised expression on Liu Shang's face became more and more concentrated. What Su Ziyan saw had long ago exceeded what he knew and she could already form her own world. How could such a complicated and detailed scene appear in the mind of a fifteen-year-old girl?

Liu Shang stared at Su Ziyan's absent-minded face, thinking how many more secrets she had.

The scene suddenly changed. One tall building after another suddenly collapsed, the earth began to crack, and a terrifying fissure appeared in the middle of the city.

"Heavens …" While dodging the collapsed buildings, Su Ziyan dodged the cars that were about to go out of control.

"I only just thought of the earthquake and it immediately appeared …"

After dodging for a while, Su Ziyan's face was already covered with dirt and dust, and her body was also heavily injured by the clumps of earth that had fallen.

The dust that was kicked up covered his eyes, Su Ziyan coughed continuously, and jumped between the falling rocks.

He could no longer let his thoughts run wild. He had to control his thoughts within the Illusory Paradise Mountain. Otherwise, he would be killed.

It was easy to control his thoughts, but difficult to do so.

Immortal cultivators paid attention to breaking their feelings. Threads of emotion were easy to cut, but difficult to break with one's will. Who could truly accomplish such a feat? Even the great powers of ancient times would have their own greed and selfish motives.

Moreover, the smoke from the Fantasy Mountain could stimulate one's thoughts and even control one's emotions, causing one to imagine what they were most afraid of.

A peerless purple-clothed man appeared in front of Su Ziyan. The crabapple blossoms that landed on his long hair were like a flower hairpin.

Su Ziyan ran to the front of the mountain happily and held Hua Moqing's hand, "flower brother, you're back to see me."

Although he knew that this was fake, Su Ziyan was still very happy. "flower brother, in the past two years, you have not come to see Zi Yan.

Hua Moqing pinched her pink cheeks, revealing a smile that even made women lose their luster.

"Little girl, you've grown up. You've grown up now." Little girl, you've grown up.

In truth, Su Ziyan's face was charred and her body was covered in wounds. Half of her hair had been burnt. Even so, Su Ziyan still laughed happily.

"flower brother, why did you not fulfill your promise and come see me?"

"Because …" Hua Moqing moved closer to Su Ziyan's ear and said word by word, "Because you're not worthy."

The wind blew from his ears, causing Hua Moqing's voice to be heard clearly in Su Ziyan's ears.

"How could such a lowly girl like you be in my heart? I have long forgotten about you, and I did not even remember the promise I made to you."

"I didn't expect you to still remember my words. Is it infatuation, or wishful thinking …"

Su Ziyan's expression turned cold and pushed Hua Moqing away, "No, you're not flower brother. You're a fake, flower brother wouldn't say something like that."

"Haha …" Hua Moqing laughed as he brushed his sleeves and slowly walked towards Su Ziyan.

"You know whether it is true or false. Is the meaning behind my words not obvious enough?" Why don't I watch the end of year competition between you and Su Fengwu? It's because those low-levelled fights are too boring and can't arouse my interest at all.

"Why did I fulfill our promise and go find you? It's because I've long since forgotten or perhaps I've never remembered it before, why is a waste of four-spirit root like you worth remembering."

The person in front of her was the first person who moved Su Ziyan, and this person had always existed in her mind. The words that he said caused Su Ziyan's entire body to go cold, and he could not help but shake his head, "No, no, I don't want to hear it, you are fake, you are just an illusion, it is not real."

"My appearance here means that you have the same idea as me, right?" A cold voice rang in his ears.

A thin, extremely sharp scarlet sword pierced into Su Ziyan's chest, the cold sword slowly pulled out from her chest, as more and more blood gushed out from the wound.

The pain slowly spread from his heart all the way to the bottom of his heart. Su Ziyan stared at Hua Moqing's beautiful face and muttered to herself, "Why, why …"

The smile on Hua Moqing's face became even wider, and there was even a hint of ridicule, "This is my punishment, to actually move my heart against a lowly and lowly person like you."

Su Ziyan's body heavily landed on the ground, and gradually became cold. His large eyes overflowed with tears, which slowly flowed from his eyes to the tip of her nose.

The magnificent purple corner of her clothes gradually drifted out of her sight, disappearing into the smoke.

"Little girl Zi Yan, little girl Zi Yan, wake up, stand up. "Why don't you shout out? Hurry up and come out, don't get hurt by the illusionary mountain …"

Liu Shang was extremely anxious at the foot of the mountain. His spirit body was blocked by the Illusory Mountain array outside, he could only worry but not help her.

In Su Ziyan's heart, there were traces of inferiority complex. This inferiority complex was enlarged infinitely by the mist in the Illusory Mountain Range, and the scene just now appeared.

She was usually giggling with a happy expression, but deep in her heart, she was still troubled by the feeling of inferiority in four-spirit root, by the fact that Hua Moqing had missed his appointment.

Although it was just a tiny bit, this bit was enough. It was enough for Mirage Mountain to make a move.

The ground beneath him was dyed red with blood, making it seem like that small crimson sword was glowing with a strange light.

Along with the blood flowing out, Su Ziyan's body also became colder and colder, and the temperature of her body rapidly decreased.

"These are all illusions and not real. flower brother wouldn't treat me like this either. Since it's fake, I can't feel sad. "

"Su Ziyan, is this all you've got? "Can such a small matter get you there?"

"No, you are not weak. "You don't need pity or sympathy. You must become stronger. As long as you're stronger, you won't be troubled by the inferiority complex in your heart …"

Lying on the ice-cold ground, Su Ziyan continued to hypnotize herself one side. She didn't know if this would work, she only knew that the end of the depression would be to be out of the game.

The worse the situation, the calmer Su Ziyan became. After a brief moment of panic, she quickly calmed down.

His fingers trembled slightly, although every time he moved his body he would feel a heart-wrenching pain, but he was not immobile, and waiting for death to happen was not a choice Su Ziyan would make.

"Hahaha …" Su Ziyan laughed at the sky, as if he was mocking himself and venting his anger.

Liu Shang was startled, he suddenly thought of a person.

He thought of his only disciple, Ouyang Changkong. Even when facing death, he laughed with his head raised, without the slightest fear.

Liu Shang frowned, what kind of scene would he see inside the Illusory Mountain?

As he crawled up from the ground, the initial disappointment and surprise was no longer in Su Ziyan's eyes; there was only calmness.

Of course, she was not as powerful as Ouyang Changkong, but she felt that it was useless to be afraid. She sat cross-legged and the immortal qi in her body circulated back and forth, repairing her broken body.

His body was especially tough after being refined by the medicinal juice. If it was simply compared to the toughness of Su Ziyan's body that was compared to the other students who took the examination, it would be much stronger, thus the healing process was very quick.

He activated the perversion, and the immortal qi that had disappeared from his dantian was quickly replenished. Broken pieces of flesh and blood grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, connecting together like a piece of cloth.

Since this was an illusory world, everything was illusory. He should also be able to use the combination of his wounds.

Although this idea was simple, it was still difficult to implement.

After experiencing so many disasters, there was a need for high levels of mental concentration and control. To ignore the pain of the body and the torment of the mind, it was extremely difficult to achieve the unity of faith.

Overcoming these difficulties was not easy, but Su Ziyan managed to do it. She sat on the floor for who knows how long.

As the sun gradually sank and the moon hung high in the sky, Su Ziyan opened his eyes that had been shut for a long time. The disappointment and dejection in his eyes were all swept away. A faint light flashed in his eyes. Although it was faint, it did not stop for a long time.

Liu Shang had already been waiting for a long time, and the other teachers of the Ouyang Academy had also been paying close attention to the situation on the Illusory Mountain.

It was only three or four hours before midnight. Currently, there were around 1,500 or so students still within the Illusory Mountain, and most of them had already given up on climbing the Illusory Mountain.

As long as they could successfully endure past midnight and become part of the Ouyang College, their bodies would be covered in blood and their hair would be messy.

Some of the examinees acted as though they had been sealed off from the outside world. They ignored the nagging, as if they had seen the most terrifying scene in their memories.

The teachers of the Ouyang College were used to these kinds of situations. Even if they were allowed to climb the Illusory Mountain now, they would still experience the same situation as the examinees.

There was also a portion of the examinees who were still insisting on climbing. The most dazzling person who ranked first was Wang Fan.

He climbed very slowly but steadily. Unlike some of the examinees who began climbing like they had eaten stimulants, they had no strength left to carry on.

Every step Wang Fan took was firm and his expression was abnormally resolute. The illusions that appeared in the Illusory Realm Mountain had not shaken his mind in the slightest.

"This Wang Fan is not bad. If nothing goes wrong, he will definitely be first among the Immortal Cultivation exam candidates this time." The fat old man was the branch dean of the Immortal Cultivation s, Murong Hai. He paid a lot of attention to the quality of these batch of examinees, which was why he stayed at the Mirage Mountain to watch them for the whole day.

He was very satisfied with Wang Fan's performance, but being twenty years old with mental fortitude was definitely the best choice.

His steps gave people a feeling of calmness. If this person's willpower had not surpassed that of ordinary people, then it was because he had experienced many hardships that he was able to develop his current temperament.

Song Caiyi who was previously arrogant was now in a terrible state. Tears were flowing down her face, and she no longer even had the courage to go forward. If she dropped below rank 100, it would be difficult for him to make it all the way to midnight.

She Zhonghang, who was standing beside Murong Hai, thought highly of Wang Fan, "Dean Mu Rong, I will reserve this person called Wang Fan first. Please do not assign him under any other teachers' name."

Hearing his words, the other teachers disagreed. The reason why they stood there watching all day was to pick out the students that would satisfy them. How could they let He Zhonghang snatch them away?

The group of teachers began to argue all at once, and the harmonious scene was immediately broken.