"Control the oar!" the middle-aged man commanded, and the girl quickly put down the oars and grabbed the tail oar, and shook it gently, and the boat slowly approached the person who fell into the water.

After the boat circled around the man who fell into the water twice, the middle-aged man confirmed that the guy who was soaked in the water should have just fallen down, because at least it was not rotten and should be able to be rescued, so he ordered the girl to control the fishing boat and stick it.

"Steady!" Just as the boat slid past Yang Ling, the middle-aged man reached out and grabbed Yang Ling's clothes and lifted them up, the boat shook violently, and a young man with an extremely pale face who looked only seventeen or eighteen years old landed in the cabin, and several fish raised in it jumped out of the boat and fell into the sea in fright.

The middle-aged man first stretched out his hand to test Yang Ling's snort, and found that he was still angry, so he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, dug out Yang Ling's mouth and looked at it, and then slapped his chest and back violently, and then the father and daughter picked up the oars and began to row towards the shore.

"It's so strange!" The middle-aged man looked back while rowing, the blue sea and blue sky were clear, and he couldn't see a fart in the vast sea, and there would be a living person floating in, there was a feeling of hitting a ghost in broad daylight, the more the middle-aged man thought like this, the more cold his back was, so he rowed faster.

When Yang Ling woke up, it was already three days later.

The rough wooden house, the simple tables and chairs, the narrow doors and windows, everything in front of you is very familiar

Paralyzed, is Lao Tzu dreaming again?

Yang Ling stared blankly at the furnishings of the room, if he remembered correctly, this was the memory environment that the Infinite Saint Venerable had fallen into when he had devoured the body of the Great Bell.

Could it be that he has fallen into the consciousness of the Infinite Saint Venerable again?

Yang Ling lifted the quilt, and with the breeze rolling, he could even smell a very familiar faint girl's body fragrance, but at the same time, he couldn't help but look dark in front of him, and he almost fainted with a painful grin.

He felt as if he had been run over by a steamroller countless times and then stuffed into a meat grinder, and his body was completely out of his own.

After being dizzy and gasping for a long time, Yang Ling looked inwardly at the Divine Sea and found that there was no problem with the Divine Sense and Divine Soul, everything in the Divine Sea was the same, except for the inability to communicate with the system and the compass, everything was the same.

For the problem that the system and the compass cannot communicate, Yang Ling is very accustomed to it.

In addition, the power of the divine soul felt very difficult to mobilize, and the body also showed signs of collapse, which should have been crushed by that white light.

Yang Ling breathed a sigh of relief, after all, this experience was more than a thousand times better than the last time he fell to the Qin Dragon Star, at least the divine soul and divine sense could still be used.

"Squeak~"

As the narrow and rough wooden door was pushed open, a dazzling white light came in, Yang Ling couldn't help but cover his eyes with his hands, and only after getting used to the strong light outside did he slowly walk out of the wooden house.

It's still a familiar little yard, it's still a shelf full of fish, it's still three simple huts, and everything is almost exactly the same as I remember.

Yang Ling stuffed his finger into his mouth and bit it hard, a trace of blood dripped down the corner of his mouth, and at the same time, there was a sharp pain that made him shiver.

In this situation, everything is as if it were real.

Is all this true or false?

Is he in a real place or is he still in the world of consciousness of the Infinite Saint Venerable?

Yang Ling took a few deep breaths, feeling that his body seemed to be slowly recovering, so he dragged his legs through the pain, pushed open the fence gate of the yard and walked towards the once familiar beach.

It's a strange feeling, like playing the same game over and over again, and even the winding path overgrown with weeds and thorns doesn't seem to change much.

Yang Ling was very strange, could it be that in the consciousness world of the Infinite Saint Venerable, all the memories had not changed, if this was really the case, would the people living in it themselves be aware of it?

Or does it all start when you enter the world?

Yang Ling turned a few corners in confusion, and sure enough, a vast blue sea appeared in his eyes, and at the same time, a breath of the sea came to his face, and the sea breeze carried a cool salty and wet taste.

On the clean beach, a very old small fishing boat, a middle-aged couple with rough and dark skin and a girl of twelve or thirteen years old are sorting fishing nets on the beach.

Feeling familiar?

Looking at this family, Yang Ling fell into endless chaos again.

The Creation Saint Zun once said that the world he lived in was all illusory, and the Infinite Saint Venerable also refined the Infinite Eye to see the truth clearly, and then became the Supreme, so what is the real world that the Infinite Saint Zun sees?

"Hey, Ah Zai, are you awake?" The middle-aged uncle sent Yang Ling who was in a daze, stopped what he was doing and greeted him with a smile.

The middle-aged women and girls also turned to look at Yang Ling.

The woman's wrinkled face smiled kindly, while the girl's cheeks were blushing, and she glanced at Yang Ling and quickly lowered her head.

"Thank you uncle for saving your life!" Yang Ling still bowed and thanked him after walking over, whether he was in a dream or not, whether he was in someone else's consciousness or not, saving his life is saving his life, his dream is someone else's, but his life is his own!

When you reach the realm of Yang Ling, you can also get others into your dojo, and if you die in it, you will die, and it has nothing to do with time, space and environment, and if you are trapped in the consciousness world of the Infinite Saint Venerable and die, then you are still dead, and people outside this world don't know anything, and they will disappear completely, from body to soul.

"Ah Zai, you are really fateful, I don't listen to your accent like a local, where is your hometown?

Yang Ling remembered a place, so he arched his hand and said, "Uncle, I am from Jizhou in Middle Earth!"

"Jizhou!" The middle-aged man obviously froze, scratched his hair and said in surprise: "I heard that Middle Earth is far away, hundreds of thousands of miles away from Shenzhou, and it takes decades to go on a trip, how did you fall to us, it's so strange?"

Yang Ling had no choice but to smile bitterly, the only thing he remembered was this place, but he didn't expect it to be so far away from the ball, and there were loopholes everywhere when lying.

"Xiaoqing A-Niang, you go back to stew some food for Ah Zai first, and finally wake up and have to replenish your body!" The middle-aged uncle obviously didn't bother much about Yang Ling's problem, and asked his wife to go back to cooking.

And Yang Ling's heart was full of entanglement like a ball of twine, he once remembered this sentence clearly, it was also in this place, and it was also in this environment, and even the tone of his voice could be exactly the same.

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