What appeared in front of his eyes was a scene of singing and dancing, feasting and feasting, and beauties in the world of mortals.

Zhuo Wen's eyes were filled with the sight of a jade body. Even Zhuo Wen's heart felt a little hot when he saw it.

"These guys are so handsome! Just come to our place, come on, sister will have fun with you tonight!"

A snow-white delicate body leaned over.

This is a beautiful young woman, dressed in a translucent veil, her skin is faintly visible, her indescribable temptation.

She exhaled like blue, her beautiful eyes were intoxicated, and she made a seductive voice in Zhuo Wen's ear.

"Is it a hallucination?"

Zhuo Wen frowned slightly, and a powerful spiritual power gushed out from between his brows, like a big hand, instantly tearing apart the surrounding illusion.

But soon, he discovered that the illusion that had been torn apart by him had revived again.

The scene of singing and singing, feasting and feasting, once again appeared in front of his eyes.

And the seductive, delicate body that was leaning against him was also clinging to him, full of endless temptation.

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

Zhuo Wen snorted coldly, and sacrificed his soul and sword intent, cutting all the illusions around him to pieces.

But to his horror, the illusion reappeared, and the scene was even more exciting.

Zhuo Wen repeatedly tore the illusion, but in the end it was useless, and those illusions were restored.

He knew that using violence to crack this illusion might not be feasible.

Involuntarily, he remembered the sentence before the gate.

Cutting off the seven emotions and cutting off the six desires, is it a fallacy?

The seven emotions and six desires are human emotions, and they are inherent in nature. Cutting off the seven emotions and six desires is actually going against the laws of nature, and it is actually a crooked path!

Zhuo Wen's eyes revealed the color of enlightenment. He knew that the matter of emotions and desires was not forced at all, and it should be more of a natural thing.

Thinking of this, Zhuo Wen no longer used the power of the soul to destroy the illusion in front of him.

Instead, he sat on the spot calmly, squinted his eyes slightly, and began to cultivate the power of the soul, putting all his mind on cultivation.

I saw more and more snow-white delicate bodies actively leaning on Zhuo Wen's body, and the surrounding air was filled with an alluring fragrance.

Zhuo Wen was as motionless as a mountain, he was sitting upright on the spot, his brows were full of soul, and there was a faint light.

I don't know how long it took, but all the sounds of Yinggeyanyanwu around disappeared.

Zhuo Wen slowly opened his eyes, and what appeared in his eyes was no longer the world of feasting and debauchery, but a desolate cemetery.

This cemetery is very large, with graves standing around it, and green will-o�-the-wisps floating above each grave.

In this dark night, it is like a guiding light leading to the kingdom of death.

In the cold wind, there was the unpleasant sound of ravens, the howling of hungry wolves in the distance, and the whirring of wind around.

These voices come together to give people a creepy feeling.

Puff puff!

Suddenly, there was a sound of breaking ground in the surrounding tombs, as if something came out of the soil.

I saw one after another white bones crawling out of the cemetery, some of which were still hung with pieces of meat that had not completely rotted, and were covered with disgusting maggots.

These bones had the same goal, they all crawled towards Zhuowen.

Zhuo Wen stood still, quietly watching the bones crawling on his body, tearing his flesh and blood.

Bone hands tore out bloody flesh and blood on his body, and made a piercing chewing sound.

These bones began to chew and devour the flesh and blood that had been torn off.

In a short while, Zhuo Wen's flesh and blood had been torn away, leaving only a bloody skeleton.

But between the eyebrows of the bloody bones, the light of the soul is still shining and has not been extinguished.

Zhuo Wen stood silently in place for a long time. At some point, the illusion around him changed again, but he was intact, with no signs of his flesh being torn off. JrNovels.com