Chapter 1639 Illusory Space
"Let's go to the second level."
Chen Xuan stepped forward, heading towards the door.
At this moment, the exposed Gaoqiao Yurie transformed into a streak of white light and entered Chen Xuan's body.
"Be careful, this stone tablet is not simple."
The World Tree warned.
The World Tree feared nothing and had seen much of the world. If even the World Tree said so, it was clear the stone tablet was not simple.
Of course, if it were simple, how could it have trapped everyone from the Imperial Observatory and the Sakura Organization?
Hearing this, Chen Xuan's expression became a little more tense.
Soon, he arrived at the second level. This second level was no longer a misty white space, but a transparent blue space. Here, he could see many spherical blue spaces outside, and within these blue spaces, there were figures.
"What is this situation?"
Chen Xuan's brows furrowed. Suddenly, he saw a familiar figure, which was Su Qian.
"It's my father-in-law!"
He rushed over, but was blocked by a blue barrier. No matter how hard he tried, the blue barrier could not be broken.
"What's going on?"
He asked the World Tree.
"Although you exist within the Heavenly Revelation Stone Tablet, each person is in their own space. You can see them in their respective spaces now, and no matter what power you possess, you cannot enter their world unless you truly become an immortal who can tear through space and travel through the void."
"So that's how it is."
Chen Xuan looked at Su Qian in front of him.
At this moment, Su Qian was living in a farmhouse courtyard, with wisps of cooking smoke rising. Gu Tianwei and Jiang Biyun were by his side, living in harmony, and he was enjoying it immensely.
"Although your father-in-law holds great power, in his heart, he still wants to be an ordinary person, to live a peaceful life with his family. That sensing beast has manifested his heart's desires, immersing him in it and making him forget to comprehend the stone tablet, which is why he is trapped."
"My father-in-law always liked this kind of life, it's really hard to imagine."
Chen Xuan looked at the others. Others possessed vast wealth, some controlled worldly power, some had many wives and concubines... They were all immersed in it, forgetting their original purpose.
"Chen Xuan, this stone tablet that tempts you with your innermost desires is no ordinary stone tablet. You must be careful. I once saw an Immortal King trapped in a stone tablet, and this stone tablet you have is no weaker than that one."
Now, the World Tree's vigilance towards this stone tablet had increased once more.
The World Tree's words made Chen Xuan gasp.
Immortal Kings had experienced countless life and death struggles and hardships before reaching that realm. Their hearts were as firm as rock.
That stone tablet could trap even an Immortal King, which showed how terrifying it was.
"I understand!"
"Oh no, I feel a power cutting off our connection. You are about to enter the illusory space, and the rest is up to you..."
"World Tree, World Tree!"
Chen Xuan shouted urgently, but the World Tree's voice never sounded again.
Suddenly, Chen Xuan felt a bright, dazzling light appear in front of him, causing him to involuntarily close his eyes. When he opened them again, he suddenly found himself standing in front of a simple house.
Two door gods were pasted on the door. The door gods were crooked, looking as if they were drawn by hand rather than machine printed.
"Is this my home?"
Looking at the two door gods in front of the door, Chen Xuan was instantly reminded of something.
He rushed forward, and it turned out that these door gods were indeed drawn by him.
At that time, he had just started learning to draw with a brush and thought he had achieved mastery, so he took on the responsibility of drawing the New Year pictures. However, those New Year pictures were extremely ugly, yet he was pleased with himself. As a result, he was ridiculed for years, and after that, he never touched New Year pictures again.
"Chen Xuan, where's the wine you bought? Why haven't you brought it yet?"
At this moment, a voice sounded from the courtyard.
This familiar and distant voice struck Chen Xuan like an electric shock.
It was his father, Chen Jianhua!!
He hadn't seen his father, Chen Jianhua, for a long time! Hearing this voice again, even though he felt it was an illusion, he chose to ignore it. His greatest hope and his greatest weakness was his father, Chen Jianhua.
"Good, I didn't expect you, a guardian beast, to use my father to deal with me. Let's see how you plan to deal with me."
Chen Xuan smiled slightly and walked in with the Erguotou in his hand.
"Erguotou, it truly is my favorite." His father, Chen Jianhua, hugged the Erguotou and kissed it heavily.
Chen Jianhua loved drinking very much. Without wine, he couldn't enjoy his three meals a day.
"Chen Xuan, have a drink with me?" Chen Jianhua looked at Chen Xuan.
"Okay."
Chen Xuan sat down beside him.
In the past, Chen Xuan disliked his father drinking because his mother disliked Chen Jianhua drinking.
"How can you let your son drink? He's not even eighteen?" His mother came out with a plate of fried peanuts and said reproachfully.
"What's the big deal?"
Chen Jianhua: "He has to drink sooner or later anyway."
"I'll make you drink!"
His mother grabbed Chen Jianhua's ear.
"I was wrong, I was wrong, I won't drink anymore!" Chen Jianhua pleaded.
"That's more like it!"
Seeing this scene, Chen Xuan's eyes welled up with tears.
He had originally planned to reveal everything and leave, but now he decided to stay a little longer.
After dinner, Chen Jianhua began to teach Chen Xuan Feng Shui metaphysics.
Chen Xuan cultivated very quickly, as these were things he had already learned.
"Not bad, not bad, you're worthy of being Chen Jianhua's son."
Chen Jianhua praised him.
Hearing this, Chen Xuan grinned.
In fact, his father, Chen Jianhua, rarely praised him, even when he performed well. Therefore, he had always longed for his father, Chen Jianhua, to praise him.
"Cultivate well, I'll go get some water."
After saying that, Chen Jianhua slipped away.
Chen Xuan was about to cultivate the Feng Shui metaphysics when he suddenly remembered that Chen Jianhua would return seven days after leaving this time, and he would be covered in injuries. He still remembered his mother crying beside Chen Jianhua.
What exactly did his father, Chen Jianhua, do?
Was it related to that major operation in the Feng Shui world?
He waited for a while, then quietly entered the room and heard his father, Chen Jianhua, talking on the phone.
"Are we starting the operation now? We are not ready enough, and we still need to find a guide! The guide has been found? He can lead us into the Bronze Gate of Southern Xinjiang?"
Chen Xuan's brows twitched.
Could it be that his father, Chen Jianhua, and his group entered the underworld through the Bronze Gate of Southern Xinjiang back then?
He suddenly felt that he might be able to find something useful in the world manifested by the sensing beast.
At this moment, his father, Chen Jianhua, hung up the phone and left through the back door.
Chen Xuan followed closely behind.
Not long after, he saw two people waiting for his father, Chen Jianhua, under a large scholar tree.
Among the two, one was wearing a black robe, his face obscured, and the other was a disheveled Taoist priest dressed in a Taoist robe!
The disheveled Taoist priest?
Right, the disheveled Taoist priest had said that he had guided those people before.
Was he the guide?
And who was that person in the black robe? Is he still alive?