Ye Xiong understands that the evil replica will never let him have a good life. It is a game between the two. If Ye Xiong is not assimilated by him, the replica will lose in the end.
However, the replica is sensitive to his body. No matter where he hides, he cannot escape the pursuit of the replica. The replica will definitely use his family and friends to continuously attack him and make him restless.
Ye Xiong was sitting cross-legged on the ground, the figure in front of him condensed, and the replica appeared in front of him, looking at him jokingly.
"I just want to see how long you can keep your heart. I don't believe you can continue like this."
Ye Xiong closed his eyes, ignored him, and continued to recite the "Brahma Sacred Gong" mantra silently.
With a strike from the replica's palm, the door was opened directly, and a group of people poured in like a tide.
Relatives, lovers, lovers, and friends all surrounded him.
They kept criticizing and saying all kinds of disappointing, abusive and angry words.
Seeing his beggar-like appearance, Ye Yuandong felt heartbroken and disappointed, and kept cursing.
Finally, he got angry, suffered a heart attack, and fainted directly to the ground.
Ye Yangyang was anxious and quickly ordered someone to take him to the hospital.
Ye Xiong closed his eyes without even opening them. In the end, he simply blocked his five senses and turned a deaf ear to foreign affairs.
He didn't know how long it took, but when he opened his eyes again, the people in front of him had almost left.
However, there are still several women guarding him.
Yang Xinyi, Yang Xiaoqiao, Du Yuehua, An Leer.
They stayed with him and seemed unwilling to give up on him.
In their hearts, they may feel that they have gone crazy, which is why they are now inhuman and ghostly appearance.
One night five days later, Ye Xiong finally couldn't bear the hunger anymore and opened his eyes.
Wherever he entered, there was only one woman left, and it was his wife.
I wish to win the heart of one person and surrender without separation.
Husband and wife are always the last ones waiting around.
"Can you tell me why you became like this?" Yang Xinyi looked at him persistently.
Ye Xiong really wanted to tell her that this was a dream and everything was fake. The reason why he did this was just to leave this dream.
But will she believe it?
This dream is so real that no one can disbelieve it.
Thinking of this, he acted as if he hadn't heard her words, and as if he hadn't seen her, he walked out like a zombie.
Yang Xinyi followed him and kept questioning him. She was sad, cried loudly, tears streaming down her face, and was hysterical. In the end, she almost collapsed.
However, Ye Xiong was like a fool and didn't seem to understand anything.
He left in the air, found a place to eat, and came back again.
When he returned, Yang Xinyi was still in the room. As if he hadn't seen her, he continued to sit cross-legged on the floor and practice the "Brahma Sacred Technique".
One month, one year, five years, ten years.
Flowers bloom and fall, spring passes and autumn comes, and the city is constantly changing.
Later, everyone knew that Ye Xiong was crazy.
The majestic King Jiangnan, hailed as the most powerful man on earth, has gone crazy.
Ten years later, no one remembers this man.
I don’t know when, maybe five years ago, the replicas no longer appear.
Ye Xiong knew that it was not that the replica did not appear, but that he had completely lost.
Now Ye Xiong has a rock-like heart and a heart of stone, and nothing can arouse his desire.
The only thing he does now is to recite sutras and gain enlightenment.
One flower, one world, one tree, one Bodhi.
Twenty years have passed.
Ye Xiong has comprehended more than a dozen mantras of the "Brahma Sacred Gong", and the earth energy he has absorbed has greatly increased his gold energy, far exceeding the ice energy and fire energy.
The cultivation level is also in the late stage of building the truth, and there is a hint of breakthrough.
Finally, one day, he looked up to the sky and howled, unable to help shouting.
Above his body, streaks of golden light rose into the sky, and a golden Buddha shadow appeared behind him.
"This is...the Buddha statue."
Ye Xiong looked at the huge Dharma image above his head and was suddenly shocked and surprised.
As a cultivator, everyone understands what the Dharma represents.
It is a symbol of strength. Only very powerful magical powers can be condensed into a Dharma form.
These magical powers can be sword moves or martial arts. Since coming to the world of cultivation, Ye Xiong has only seen one spell, and that was the sword spell used by You Ming with the Nether Sword. He did not expect that one day he would be able to cultivate it.
Dharma, and it is also the Dharma.
This means that the power of his Brahma Saint Technique has advanced to an advanced level.
"After twenty years of enlightenment, I finally succeeded in cultivating the second level of the "Brahma Sacred Technique", and also successfully broke through to the peak of the construction stage."
"My twenty years have not been in vain. I have been looked down upon and experienced many vicissitudes of life."
"This illusion will soon be broken, right?"
Ye Xiong stood up and looked around, but there was no change in the surroundings. It was the same as before.
"I have survived for twenty years, and the illusion has not broken. If I survive it again, it will be one day outside and ten years here. At worst, I will stay here for a hundred years, which is just ten days."
Ye Xiong walked over, picked up the rice plate on the floor, and started eating.
Just after eating, a figure walked in, and it was Yang Xinyi.
Twenty years later, she was already in her forties or fifties, her youth was no longer there, white hair had grown on her head, and wrinkles appeared on her face.
She just glanced at Ye Xiong, then sat down next to him and looked at Ye Xiong.
Ye Xiong ignored her and walked out to the edge of the city, next to the ban.
Yang Xinyi still followed him and came to the ban.
"For twenty years, you haven't said a word. You are like a walking zombie. People around you think you are crazy, but I know you are not crazy. You must have some difficulties, so you pretend to be like this on purpose.
." Yang Xinyi murmured.
Ye Xiong performed the Brahma Sacred Technique, golden light gathered on his fingers, and began to practice carving inscriptions on the restriction.
He has reached the second level of the Brahma Saint Technique, and has reached the late stage of foundation building. He has reached his goal, and now he is going to start learning the forbidden inscriptions.
The forbidden inscription is the most difficult inscription to practice. It would be impossible to learn it within ten or eight years. He just took the opportunity to learn it.
"Bufan is twenty-three years old. He has been admitted to the best university, has good grades, and is very smart..."
"He brought a girlfriend home today. She is very beautiful. I really hope we can have a meal together..."
Yang Xinyi cried softly, and two lines of clear tears flowed down her cheeks.
Ye Xiong put his finger on the restraint and used it several times, but still couldn't get the point.
The difficulty of engraving this forbidden inscription is really frustrating.
Fortunately, he has plenty of time, so he can only learn slowly.
The people passing by all around looked at the two people stupidly and pointed.
These two people, one is a richly dressed lady, the other is a beggar with rags all over his body, long hair shawl, and a big beard. Standing together, these two people create a great contrast.
"Have you seen that madman? He is Ye Xiong."
"What, he is the boss of the Hunter Bodyguard Company?"
"No, he was a famous figure in the south of the Yangtze River. He was extremely romantic and surrounded by countless beauties. He was so envious. Who would have thought that one day he would end up like this."
"This is called, as romantic as you are, you will be miserable."
…
Ye Xiong has long been numb to these similar words.
In the blink of an eye, another ten years have passed.