The strange illusion, the intricate changes, everything inexplicably returned to the original point, the broken house, the broken bed, the broken window, and his weak body, as if he had just woken up from a big dream, and all kinds of scenes returned to reality the moment he opened his eyes. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info However, this time there is no longer Xiaoli Village, no longer an old lady, and no longer those few acres of thin fields, some are just a desolation.

"What the hell is going on? Even if it is a dream, it can't be so real, and there is a feeling of pain, and there is such a deep memory, why is this happening?" Li Liang clenched his fists and kept asking himself, while trying to suppress his excitement and force himself to calm down, because he knew that the more he needed to calm down at such a time, panic and recklessness could not solve the problem.

He stared blankly at the desolate landscape outside the window, his brow contemplative, thinking about what he had experienced several times, every detail, every character, thinking carefully, trying to find the answer that could explain it all, or the clues that had been missed before, but he couldn't figure it out.

I don't know how long it took, he suddenly felt an inexplicable pause in his mind, all the memories were like backward water, began to turn back, the past scenes experienced in the past five hundred years, the fresh people who appeared around him, joy and sadness, bitterness and comfort, warmth and suffering, gratitude and hatred, etc., are disappearing little by little, and it is getting faster and faster.

"Ahh

"To find the Shuiling Cave, you must leave a message!" This was the last thing Li Liang thought about before he completely fainted. If the five-hundred-year journey of cultivating immortals is an illusory dream, then the Shuiling Cave is the starting point for stepping into the dream of suffering, it is that unlucky trip into the mountains, the bastard Shuiling Cave, and the Zhou Yu Gongfa that changed his fate are closely linked to the cultivation of immortals, so when he returned there, he also found the answer!

The sun shone on Li Liang through the window, making him feel warm on his body, but his back was a little miserable, cold and cold, like a cement floor without floor heating, cold to the bones.

"Damn, where is this? Hey! Why did you change your clothes? I don't remember that I was wearing clothes with sleeves? What's the matter? Could it be that I was being bandaged?" Rubbing the back of his aching head, Li Liang squinted his eyes and carefully looked at everything in front of him. He only remembered that he was still surfing the Internet at home just now, how did he end up here inexplicably? Could it be that the thief is still doing part-time job of kidnapping tickets?

"Wow! Why is my hand one size smaller? Is this my hand?" Li Liang was surprised to find that his palm had shrunk several times at once, almost like a child's palm, and it was covered with mud, and there were some faint blood stains.

"Hey, what is this? Go to the cave in Shuiling Mountain, and the answer is there, bowl ...... Suddenly, Li Liang found that on the wall under the window, a few words were written crookedly, especially the last bowl word, and a strange arrow was drawn underneath, like a mouse cursor on the display screen, pointing in the direction of the bed.

Everything in front of him made Li Liang feel a little familiar, but he couldn't remember it, and thinking about it hard, recalling it hard, it would make his head hurt like a crack, as if he had violated the forbidden area that he shouldn't have broken into, and was baked by a fierce power grid attack.

After another while, Li Liang finally gave up the painful and fruitless memories and wanted to stand up against the wall. But when his palm touched the wall, he was suddenly stunned, because he noticed that the words and arrows on the wall were gone, and the sludge on his hands was gone, as if none of this had happened.

"What's the situation? There were still words here just now, why is it that the kung fu is gone now? Am I still dreaming? No, if I am still dreaming, why do I feel pain? What the hell is going on?" Li Liang looked at the wall in surprise, then at his child's palm, wrinkled his face, and muttered bitterly.

"Gollum!"

Just when Li Liang was full of question marks in his mind, trying to figure out what was going on, his stomach roared loudly, and his terrifying movements made even Li Liang feel panicked when he heard it.

"Hey, there are strange things every year, especially this year! The passing year is unfavorable, there are too many bad things, it seems that I have to buy a pair of red pants and wear them." After rubbing his drumming belly and looking at his surroundings again, Li Liang sighed deeply, slowly stood up against the wall, and said with a grudge in his mouth. Then he leaned against the wall and searched the house.

Two days later, Li Liang, who had recovered a lot of physical strength, left this strange dilapidated house with only five wild vegetable dumplings and the big bowl with open teeth, and went to find the answer in Shuiling Mountain.

In the past two days, he found several hints, such as the word "Shui Ling" in the corner of the bed, an arrow drawn on a large stone outside the house, a "→" mark on the corner of the broken door, and the words "Go to Shui Ling Mountain!" in the innermost part of the bed. However, every time he found one, the prompt quickly disappeared as if it didn't exist.

Maybe it's because he's too young, maybe it's because he hasn't eaten enough in the past two days, and his physical strength is really poor, so he walked for a whole day unconsciously, and he didn't find any Shuiling Cave, but only found a few pheasant nests, which made him eat a wild egg feast beautifully, and finally filled his stomach once.

"Hey, there's such a cave!" When it was about to get dark, Li Liang walked along a rugged stream and finally came to a small pond, which made him scream.

I saw a small waterfall several feet high pouring down, and the gentle mist drifted over the pond, as if covering it with a thin layer of fine yarn, smooth and delicate, so wonderful. Looking down the small pond towards the waterfall, there are still some points of light shining on the stone wall behind the waterfall, as if something is inside.

"There is a secret on Shuiling Mountain, and there is a cave hidden behind the waterfall!" This is a hint that Li Liang found in the corner of the stove of the broken house, and looking at its handwriting, it looks like it has just been written. But when he blinked his eyes inexplicably, the prompt disappeared, which made Li Liang pinch himself several times, and affirmed that he was not dreaming, so he made up his mind to come to this Shuiling Mountain to find out.

Now, all kinds of hints have become real, and the final answer is about to be found, but Li Liang suddenly has a strange sense of guilt in his heart, always feeling that he has done too many wrong things before, and now he is about to face it, which is both a relief and a kind of repentance.

Trying to calm down the confusion, he took two deep breaths, then took out a new homemade torch and lit it, and Li Liang slowly walked into the cave. However, when he had walked seven or eight feet, suddenly a terrible cold wind blew out of the cave, and then a great suction pulled him in, and then a feeling of dizziness came, and he slowly lost consciousness.

"Master, master, wake up!" an old and hurried voice rang in Li Liang's ears, slowly waking him up from his dazed slumber.

"Where is this?" After opening his eyes, what Li Liang saw was an empty white, endless, no sun, moon and stars, no flowers and trees, no living beings, and even the land on his body turned white.

"Master, I've finally waited for you!" The phantom of an old man dressed in gray short brown with gray hair and beard inexplicably appeared in front of Li Liang, looking at him excitedly and said.

"You, who are you? Are you a ghost?" Li Liang was startled when he saw this, and he couldn't help but support his body and retreat back.

"Master, the old slave is Shennongzi, your wine gourd! Oh, look at the old slave's memory, master, don't be afraid, don't be nervous, you listen to the old slave, the old slave doesn't have much time. The old man patted his chest excitedly and said, but suddenly remembered something, so he shook it with a wry smile and said.

"I, my wine gourd, what's going on?" Li Liang was stunned when he heard this, frowned and looked at the old man before asking.

"Master, the old slave has a 'Crystal Bead of Returning Light' here, which records all kinds of your eighteen reincarnations, you can see for yourself later. In addition, the old slave left your things outside the hole, and when you understand everything, you can take it yourself. Master, the spirituality of the old slave's body has been exhausted, this time I can wait for you is already reluctant, I am afraid that I will not be able to support the next time, I hope you don't miss it again!" the old man looked at Li Liang deeply for a while, and then said with emotion.

"What reincarnation, what don't be missed, old man, can you explain it clearly? Why do I get more confused the more I listen!" Li Liang simply stood up, took two steps forward cautiously, and then swallowed his saliva and said.

"Hehe, you'll know. Okay, the old slave will use this last spirituality to help you take a look at the past life! Also, master, the old slave has no regrets!" the old man smiled bitterly and said lightly. Then, his sleeves rolled up, and a golden ball of light suddenly appeared in the white space, the size of a fist.

"What is hatred?" Li Liang squinted his eyes and looked at the ball of light for a while, and found that it was only quietly suspended in mid-air, emitting a faint golden light, and there was nothing special about it, so he wanted to turn around and ask the old man, but when he just turned around, suddenly a heavy voice came from the ball of light, startling him.

"Who?" Li Liang asked nervously, staring at the ball of light.

"Answer me, what is hatred?" The heavy voice was cold and solemn, but to Li Liang, it was unusually familiar.

"Ahh Speaking from the heart, this voice gave him a sense of majesty that he had to answer, and he could only obediently obey.

"Wrong! Hate is just borrowing the power of love. Take a good look at the mistakes you have made, and don't let your love be used by hatred, because it is already too strong, and if you accumulate strength for it again, I am afraid that not only this world will be destroyed, but even that world will suffer. The voice sounded again, but this time it was a little less coercive and a little more emotional.

"What do you mean?" Li Liang asked dizzily as he looked at the ball of light.

"Did you bring your big bowl of open teeth?"

"Bring, brought! What's wrong?"

"Well, take it out and take a look!"

"Ahh

"Because love is the leaf of vitality, hate is the root of death, under the beauty of vitality, hate is slowly absorbing the power of love, growing and growing, until it becomes an unshakable tree of death, hey......"

"Uh, big, hero, what, I just want to ask what the situation is, if it's dangerous, then I won't ask, for me, it's a little more important than a lot of things!"

"Hehe, is it? But as long as you live, things will always haunt you, and they won't stop pestering you for a moment, what should you do? Escape is not a way, try to face it once, maybe it will be different!"

"Uh, hero, you're not engaged in pyramid schemes here, are you?

"Hey......" (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation. )