Quick Wear: The Beautiful, Strong and Tragic Path of a Swordsman

Chapter 253 God, God's Messenger, and the Godly Tree 20

Not right.

Xu Yan stood up and his eyes fell on the young man not far away who had obediently not approached him.

Chu Yipeng.

Was it because of my contact with him that these memories were triggered?

But why is it so wrong?

Is he really that little whale?

"Are you awake? Won't you rest a little longer?" Chu Yipeng still looked familiar, with a friendly and cheerful smile.

Xu Yan looked at him carefully and felt annoyed.

There was no sense of closeness to the little whale in the dream at all.

But he needed to figure out what was going on, whether it was this person who was causing trouble or there was another reason.

He hates others interfering with his will and memory.

"What...what happened?"

Chu Yipeng is very good at using his face to make people let down their guard. At this moment, the way he carefully looked at Xu Yan with his clear eyes made him look very much like a big dog that was afraid of being rejected by its owner.

Xu Yan ignored him, just silently straightened his clothes and continued walking forward.

The night was still very dark, and the closer it got to dawn, the darker the sky became.

The surrounding environment was too quiet, and it seemed that the only sounds that could be heard were the two people's light, unsynchronized breathing and the rustling sound of their feet stepping on the sand.

Suddenly, the yellow sand in front of him suddenly twisted, as if it was mixed together by an overturned color plate. His feet seemed to have no solid ground to land, and the strong feeling of weightlessness made Xu Yan frown.

"Be careful, fellow Daoist! It's a trial illusion!" A cry of surprise came from behind.

Xu Yan pretended that his five senses were temporarily unbalanced due to the illusion, and looked back. His eyes, which seemed a little dazed and out of focus, saw Chu Yipeng's expression of excitement.

This man was very strong, and with his current cultivation level he was unable to contend with him. Rather than revealing that he had already noticed something unusual, it would be better to go with the flow and pretend to be under his control to see what he was trying to do.

Xu Yan held the withered yellow leaf jade tied around his wrist in his palm, hoping that his Taoist partner, who happened to be a god, would be able to come to him sooner rather than later.

Otherwise he can only...

Thinking of this, Xu Yan's thoughts suddenly seemed to be cut off by a pair of scissors, and fell into a blank.

Can only...what?

Before he could continue thinking, he stepped on empty air and fell down.

......

When his five senses returned and he was back on solid ground, Xu Yan's environment had completely changed.

People were coming and going around, everyone was wearing a pure white uniform embroidered with light gold whale patterns, even their hair was pure white.

"Master Yan." A voice called from behind.

Xu Yan turned around and saw an elegant young man running towards him with an anxious look on his face.

"Why are you still here? Everyone from the Black Sea has arrived."

Black Sea?

Xu Yan knew nothing and chose to remain silent.

Perhaps he was already used to his silence, the young man simply grabbed his arm and hurried towards the towering pure white palace in the distance.

Xu Yan hated being touched by others, but he did not resist the young man pulling him. He thought that this young man must be someone very close to him in this illusion.

Illusions have always been useless to him, and it has been like this since he broke out of his shell. He can always clearly perceive his true self and will not be affected by anything in the illusion.

But he did not forget Chu Yipeng's existence.

So he had to pretend to be affected by the illusion.

"Master Yan was dragged away by the adjutant again."

"Hahaha, although Lord Yan is cold and taciturn, every time I see him being dragged away by his helpless adjutant, I always think that his face is full of innocence. He is so cute."

"Shh, keep your voice down. If Master Yan hears you say he's cute, he'll definitely be angry."

"No, Master Yan is so gentle. When I first came here, I got lost and ended up in Wanjie Pavilion. It was Master Yan who showed me the way!"

"There is such a thing?! Tell me more about it."

The discussions around were very quiet, but Xu Yan could hear every word clearly. His hearing seemed to be particularly good. In contrast, his eyesight seemed to be impaired. From time to time, his vision would become blurry and his eyes would ache slightly.

Like being injured.

When passing by a lotus pond with crystal clear water, Xu Yan finally saw what he looked like in the illusion.

He has white hair and blue eyes with a circle of golden circles in his eyes. His white robe is embroidered with a blue-gold narwhal. At first glance, he is different from the people around him who are wearing ordinary light golden whale-patterned robes.