Lingxu, Sword Coffin, Blind Swordsman

At this moment, the black aura around Li Guanqi had spread to a radius of ten zhang!

Seeing this, Zheng Deyuan couldn't help but sneer.

"It seems this guy is very likely to die in his inner demons!"

"The most terrifying thing about the inner demon tribulation is that it can awaken the deepest fears in everyone's heart and exploit them."

"If he can't overcome his inner demons, he'll be a cripple for life!"

The old man beside him's eyes flashed with a sharp light, he nodded slightly, and murmured in a low voice.

"I'm afraid this little bastard is experiencing an inner demon related to family."

"This kind of inner demon can be said to be the hardest to overcome!"

"After all, there's only one choice to break through the inner demon and strengthen one's Dao heart."

Not only them, but many people with discerning eyes in the surrounding crowd also noticed this.

The rapidly spreading black aura represented that the person undergoing the tribulation was sinking deeper and deeper into the inner demon illusion.

Once it reached a certain level, it meant that the person undergoing the tribulation had already fallen into the illusion.

This was the will of the Heavenly Dao, a test of the cultivator's state of mind.

Therefore, there was a saying that the Nascent Soul stage severed ties with the mortal world.

Just as everyone was making wild guesses.

Li Guanqi was experiencing an incredibly warm dinner.

The dishes for dinner didn't consist of delicacies.

Just rough white rice, paired with the Zhao Mansion's leftover roast duck.

But the family sitting around the dining table, talking and laughing while eating, still made Li Guanqi feel a warmth of home.

At night.

The heated kang was very warm, but the family was poor, and there was only one large quilt.

The family shared a quilt, with Li Guanqi and Li Cuiwei lying in the middle.

Li Guanqi leaned against the man behind him, while his mother held Li Cuiwei.

The three people's even breathing could be heard, but Li Guanqi alone was wide awake, unable to fall asleep for a long time.

He didn't know what he was worried about in his heart, or what he was afraid of.

Just like that, the troubled Li Guanqi felt the warm kang beneath him and fell asleep without realizing it.

The next morning, the bleary-eyed Li Guanqi smelled the light fragrance of white porridge.

The man held a hot towel and roughly wiped his face, laughing as he said.

"Get up, you little lazybones! Your sister has already gone out to work."

"Aren't you going to the town to deliver letters today?"

Li Guanqi was a little dazed and grunted in acknowledgement, got up, and drank some porridge.

The snow outside had stopped, and after eating, the man was outside sweeping the snow, making a rustling sound.

The mother, after cleaning up, sat on the kang and began to embroider.

The woman scratched her head with a needle, looked at him, and said with a smile: "If you don't want to deliver letters today, you can go sweep snow with your dad."

Li Guanqi softly said: "I'll go sweep snow."

He didn't know why he said that, he just wanted to know more about the man.

Seeing him come out, the man quickly found him a thick set of clothes to put on, and handed him a pair of gloves to wear.

These actions made Li Guanqi feel a little overwhelmed.

Being cared for so much by a 'father' made him a little unaccustomed.

But this unfamiliarity made him feel a very strange warmth.

The man kept urging him while sweeping snow, afraid that he would bump or scrape himself.

After sweeping the snow, the man put on his clothes and went out, bending down to rub his head before leaving, saying.

"Stay at home with your mother, dad is going to the city to help people pull a few carts of firewood, and I'll buy you meat buns when I come back tonight."

Li Guanqi nodded numbly, and heard the man's voice as he turned to leave.

Song Wanrong stood at the door and smiled: "Qingshan, come back early."

The man stood at the door and waved, smiling as he said: "Go back quickly, it's windy."

Feeling the care in the man's words, a happy smile appeared on Song Wanrong's face.

Although Li Guanqi couldn't see it now, he thought his mother must be smiling now.

His father... is called Li Qingshan...

Days passed, and Li Guanqi had fewer and fewer headaches.

Instead, he was happy every day, feeling the love of his parents.

Although life was poor, it was still enjoyable.

Meanwhile, the black aura around Li Guanqi had spread nearly a hundred zhang!!

Seeing this, everyone shook their heads, it seemed that this person's Nascent Soul tribulation had failed.

However, after three years had passed in the illusion, Li Guanqi had grown a lot taller.

Suddenly, a bang came from his ear, along with Li Cuiwei's exclamation.

He quickly came to his sister's side and helped her up, asking anxiously: "Are you okay, sister? Did you fall?"

Li Cuiwei frowned, covering her chin: "I'm fine, I just got a cut on my chin."

Li Guanqi's whole body suddenly shook!!!

A sharp pain suddenly shot through his mind!!

He knelt on the ground with a thud, covering his head and desperately hitting the ground!!

Bang! Bang bang bang!!!

The muffled sound was louder and louder, and blood quickly seeped from his forehead.

Unfamiliar memories kept appearing in his mind.

"Ah!!!! Ah!!!!"

He roared with all his strength, but still couldn't stop the appearance of those memories.

Bloody and cold scenes kept flashing in his mind.

Li Guanqi vaguely heard the woman's exclamation in his ear, and the man's anxious voice.

He didn't know how long it had been, but Li Guanqi lay numbly on the kang, looking at the ceiling.

Taking advantage of the people beside him being asleep, he slowly walked out of the house, aimlessly walking on the street.

He remembered.

He remembered everything.

But in these three years, he had truly spent every day here.

He didn't even know how many times he had called that man 'Dad'.

But now... he understood that all of this was fake.

He actually understood how to break this illusion, but he was powerless.

The black aura in the sky had expanded to nearly three hundred zhang!!

No one believed that Li Guanqi could wake up from the inner demon tribulation.

Such a terrifying black aura could only prove that the person undergoing the tribulation had already fallen into the illusion.

Zheng Deyuan had a sneer on his lips, if the heavenly tribulation hadn't dissipated, he would have already made his move.

"What bullshit genius, if you can't become a Nascent Soul, you're just an ant!!"

This was also why many people said that only the Nascent Soul stage was truly embarking on the path of cultivation.

However, at this moment, the black aura surrounding Li Guanqi began to surge violently!!

Li Guanqi, standing outside the door, held a kitchen knife in his hand, but he didn't want to open the door in front of him no matter what!!

He knew, he knew everything.

But to make him kill his closest relatives and break through this inner demon tribulation to achieve the Nascent Soul stage, he was unwilling!!!!

Even if it was an illusion, how could a son kill his mother and father!!!!

Li Guanqi lightly exhaled a breath of foul air, and the blood-colored long sword in the Sword Burial trembled slightly.

Li Guanqi looked coldly at the night sky, and said softly.

"Severing the seven emotions and cutting off the six desires... I can do it."

"But killing my mother and father, without human ethics and morality, I, Li Guanqi, can't do it."

"If it has to be that way, I would rather not cultivate this path of longevity!"

Boom!!!!!!

Under the effect of the Sword Burial power, the golden core in Li Guanqi's body shattered with cracks!!!

The kitchen knife in his hand turned into the Red Lotus Sword at some point.

Li Guanqi, stepping into the void, slowly raised his sword, looked at the sky, and suddenly swung his sword!!!

"Heavenly Destruction Sword Art · Subduing Demons!!!!!"

Boom!!!

In an instant, a hundred-zhang sword light mixed with incomparably powerful sword intent erupted!!!

With just this one sword, the illusion shattered!!

It wasn't that this sword was strong, but that he had strengthened his original intention, and the illusion could no longer trap him.

When the illusion shattered, Li Guanqi turned his head and glanced reluctantly at his mother and sister, and the fictional father.

His voice trembled slightly as he said: "Thank you."

Boom!!!!