A Wonderful Illusion, Has a Transmigration Chapter Arrived?

Chapter 113 The Wonderful Illusion: Back to the Past?

After carefully storing away the ancient treasures, healing his injuries, and using his spiritual energy to repair his clothes, Zhang Feng prepared to step into the third level.

Before entering the third level, Zhang Feng took out the Soul-Nourishing Wood Ring given to him by Qing Yi.

Soul-Nourishing Wood is one of the three divine trees of the Chaotic Star Sea, possessing the miraculous effects of nourishing the spirit, strengthening the soul, calming the mind, and harboring the spirit.

Although its calming effect is weaker than that of the Bodhi seed, it is still a rare and valuable treasure.

Moreover, there is a piece of clear and bright jade embedded above the ring, and judging from its material, it is probably tens of thousands of years old.

Even if the combination of the two is not as good as the Bodhi seed, it is still an excellent magic weapon for maintaining mental clarity and avoiding the invasion of inner demons.

It is at least much better than the Concentration Jade that Zhang Feng collected himself.

Wear the ring on the index finger of your left hand, put on your own Mind-Concentrating Jade, and then take several Mind-Enhancing Pills.

Zhang Feng stepped into the third level, an extremely wondrous illusion.

As soon as he stepped inside, several melodious crane calls reached Zhang Feng's ears.

Zhang Feng suddenly opened his eyes, and several white cranes landed on the bluestone path, transforming in the blink of an eye into graceful young girls.

The girls held flutes, pipa, and guqin, and played melodious tunes.

Several young girls then swayed their bodies and danced gracefully to the music.

Zhang Feng remained unmoved. He had seen plenty of these kinds of shows, but none were as exciting as Miaoyinmen's.

A burst of spiritual power suddenly erupted from Zhang Feng's body, creating a gust of wind that scattered the girls who were playing their hearts out.

Zhang Feng then became cautious. The first level of the Wonderful Illusion was generally easy to pass, but the later levels were more difficult.

"Maple Leaf————"

A familiar voice called from behind, and Zhang Feng suddenly moved and turned around.

An elderly man with a kind face stood there and waved to Zhang Feng.

"Master!"

Zhang Feng called out calmly.

He was clearly aware that this was an illusion, after all, he had personally witnessed his master Zhang Guihe pass away and buried him with his own hands.

"Feng'er, you're back! Tell your master how your cultivation progress has been lately?"

"And what about your junior sister, Mei Xin? Why hasn't she returned from her training trip with you?"

"I miss you two very much!"

Zhang Guihe stroked his beard and said with slight urgency.

Zhang Feng blinked, his expression calm: "Master, my junior sister has long since passed away, and you also passed away a few years ago. Why bother showing up here?"

"Senior brother, your little sister hasn't perished! Your little sister is still here!"

A light, melodious voice rang out, and Mei Xin appeared behind Zhang Guihe, her face filled with resentment.

"You're talking nonsense, aren't we both right here?"

"Feng'er, come quickly! You haven't read the letter your mother left behind!"

Zhang Guihe was slightly angry, then took out a letter and handed it to Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng didn't say anything, but instead opened the letter again and reread the letter that was filled with resentment.

A moment later, Zhang Feng crushed the letter, looked at the two of them again, and resolutely turned and walked away.

These illusions have no effect on him now.

"Feng'er!"

A call, both distant and strange yet familiar, echoed in my ears.

Zhang Feng's mind was slightly shaken.

Turning around, I was suddenly plunged into darkness.

When I opened my eyes again, I saw a somewhat unfamiliar white ceiling.

Electric lights, a sight I haven't seen in a long time.

Zhang Feng threw off the covers, stood up, and found that he had no spiritual power left in his body, and his physical strength was even weaker than that of an ordinary mortal.

The once formidable black soul power could no longer be sensed.

Zhang Feng realized that he had become an ordinary person again, a mortal back in modern times.

"Feng'er, are you still not up?"

"Even on vacation, you can't sleep this long!"

"Get up quickly, your aunt has introduced you to a girl."

"It's perfect timing, since neither of you has to work and you're both on vacation at home."

"Get yourself ready, go see them, and have a chat."

A middle-aged woman familiar to Zhang Feng opened the door and entered the room.

"You're not getting any younger, it's time to think about settling down!"

"No matter how busy you are with work, you can't put aside your life's most important event."

"Your dad and I are getting old. In a few years, we probably won't have the energy to take care of your child."

Zhang Feng looked at the woman in front of him who was talking incessantly, feeling both a sense of familiarity and unfamiliarity.

"Mom, let's wait a few more years. I don't have any ideas right now."

For some reason, Zhang Feng blurted out those words.

"Sigh, just wait a few more years, just a few more years, you always say the same thing."

"We can't wait to get married. If we wait any longer, your dad and I will be too old to take care of your child."

The woman drew back the curtains, casually gathered up the fallen clothes, and said in a low voice.

Zhang Feng remained silent, the fear from his past life returning once more.

Zhang Feng raised two fingers together, intending to form a hand seal and cast a spell to break the illusion.

"Ring ring ring ring!"

"That idiot is calling again, that idiot is calling again—"

Zhang Feng was startled; this was the ringtone set for his superior in his previous life.

Logically speaking, Zhang Feng had cultivated for over a hundred years and his mental state had been tempered considerably, so he shouldn't have been disturbed by this bell.

But Zhang Feng still felt a chill. Losing his cultivation, his body refinement, and his soul refinement, the mental state he had forged through these processes seemed to be gradually collapsing.

My memories of cultivating immortality are gradually fading.

Zhang Feng picked up his phone, and a shrill voice came through: "Zhang Feng, where are you? There's a problem with the project. The chairman is coming to inspect it during his holiday. You need to get back to the company right away."

Having to work overtime again, Zhang Feng showed no joy or sorrow, and unconsciously put on his clothes and packed his belongings.

Zhang's mother watched this unfold, sighed slightly, and did not stop it.

The family was poor, and finding a job was always the most important thing in their lives.

"Be careful on the road, and come back early for your blind date!"

Zhang Feng stepped into the subway somewhat numbly; even on a holiday, the subway wasn't as crowded as it is on weekdays.

He still habitually stood by the door.

"Beep beep, we've arrived at Happiness Station."

After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Feng seemed to receive instructions to get off at the next station. He walked out of the subway and quickly stepped onto an escalator.

When I arrived at the company, the conference room was full of people.

Zhang Feng found a corner to sit down, his eyes and mind blank, listening to the discussion.

Two hours later, news came again that the chairman was unable to come due to other matters.

But Zhang Feng couldn't leave work yet. According to company practice, work must be documented and meetings must be recorded.

Zhang Feng skillfully turned on his computer, opened WeChat, and converted the paper records into an electronic version.

Half an hour later, the tidying was completed.

Bored, Zhang Feng clicked on a red app.

In his spare time, he liked to slack off on that red software, and his favorite was an anime called "A Record of a Mortal's Journey to Immortality".

He had read the original novel when he was in junior high school.

Now, several years after graduating from university and starting work, I've forgotten most of the plot of the novel.

But he watches the popular anime series repeatedly, unable to put it down.

Today is a perfect day to relax and rewatch some old times.

Zhang Feng clicked to follow the series and saw familiar faces.

The mouse clicks uncontrollably.

In episode 176, Marquis Nanlong is still burning his life essence.

Zhang Feng smiled slightly. The company computers did not have external speakers, and employees were not allowed to wear headphones.

Zhang Feng could only watch the silent scene unfold.

Witness the spectacular scenes, the thrilling battles, and the dazzling array of treasures.

Zhang Feng couldn't help but feel a sense of longing.

How wonderful it would be to experience such a world, even if survival is difficult and the environment is cruel.

But if one can pursue this sliver of divine inspiration, escape the dull, boring, oppressive, and struggling life, and detach oneself from the worldly gaze, money, and environment surrounding life, to find a bit of one's own truth, even knowing that it is going to one's death, it seems that one can accept it.

A slight tingling sensation in his finger prompted Zhang Feng to look down. He saw a black ring quietly emitting a white light.

What is this?

Zhang Feng raised his finger and examined it carefully.

A white light suddenly burst forth, shooting into Zhang Feng's eyes.

After a moment of disorientation, Zhang Feng finally saw that it was a black wooden ring inlaid with white jade.

Zhang Feng remembered that he didn't have the habit of wearing jewelry.

Da da da!

A series of light footsteps approached.

"Zhang Feng, I knew you were slacking off."

"The trailer for 'A Record of a Mortal's Journey to Immortality' has been released, have you seen it? It's already scheduled for release."

A teaser?

Zhang Feng remembered that Mortal's Journey to Immortality had been on hiatus for a while, so there was no announcement.

Besides, I've been in this world for over a hundred years, shouldn't the story of Mortal Cultivation have been completed by now?

More than a hundred years —

Zhang Feng suddenly realized something was wrong; it seemed he had lost some of his memories.

The next moment, the computer screen in front of him suddenly shattered, and the shirt he was wearing transformed into a light blue ancient-style robe.

Zhang Feng looked up, and his colleagues and the building in the office disappeared one by one, turning into bubbles.

Have you fulfilled your wish?

"Let's go experience that world!"

An aged voice came from behind him.

Zhang Feng turned around and saw a modern elderly man who looked seven or eight parts like him, but whose face was covered with wrinkles, looking at him eagerly.

"Is that world any better?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Feng recalled various long-forgotten scenes of cultivation from his memory.

"good!"

"Do you regret leaving behind your parents, relatives, and familiar living environment to enter another world?"

Zhang Feng remained silent for a moment, the faces of his parents and relatives flashing through his mind.

"I wouldn't say I regret it, but I do feel a little disappointed."

"Oh, so now there's an opportunity for you to come back. Are you willing to return?"

The elderly Zhang Feng stretched out his hands, and a Xiaomi 12 lay quietly in his palms.

Zhang Feng picked up his beloved phone, turned on the screen, and the screensaver of "A Record of a Mortal's Journey to Immortality" came into view.

"Are my parents doing well after I left?"

"A normal parent would be heartbroken to see their child outlive them."

"You didn't know either, did you?"

"Now that you've chosen the life you want, you should pursue it wholeheartedly, right?"

"Whether you're an immortal or a mortal, wherever you are, having something you love makes life worthwhile."

"Choosing your own path, continuing on your own path, and pursuing your own goals are the keys to escaping emptiness."

Zhang Feng held the Xiaomi 12 in his hand and looked at his older self.

To answer your first question: My wish is not yet fulfilled, but I am always on my way.

The phone exploded in his palm, and the scene in front of him gradually disappeared.

Familiar faces disappeared one by one before my eyes, until the entire space collapsed.

Zhang Feng opened his eyes again.

White pavilions and towers, blue stone walkways, and several cranes that have just taken flight.

Zhang Feng extended his finger, and the black ring quietly emitted a white spiritual light.

Zhang Feng heard footsteps behind him and turned around to see Han Li strolling towards him.

His eyes were empty and lifeless, clearly indicating that he was trapped in an illusion.

Zhang Feng thought for a moment, then turned around and walked forward.

It was a wonderful dream; long-buried memories were awakened, and Zhang Feng became even more determined to cultivate immortality.

However, there is one more "good thing": at least we know that "A Record of a Mortal's Journey to Immortality" has been scheduled for release.

Perhaps when I break through to the Nascent Soul stage and ascend to the Upper Realm in this world, I can spare a wisp of my divine soul to go back and take a look.