Waves of intense pain invaded the clouds, superimposing each other, intensifying, interfering, and blocking all his senses.

He opened his eyes, but he could only see countless fleeting sections, he had ears, but he could only hear the sound of shattering in a mixture, he tried to reach out his hand, but he couldn't touch anything, he could only feel, feel what seemed to break directly into his head.

…… That's infinity.

Infinite anger, infinite sorrow, infinite desire, and even ...... Infinite despair!

Suddenly opened his eyes, Yun Chongbo sat up in a daze, not knowing what he was doing, let alone where he was.

Instinctively looked at his hands, they were young hands, not fat, let alone wrinkled, and although he couldn't see his hair, Yun Chongbo also knew that it must still be black hair.

(The ones just now...... What is it? ）

I want to say that it was just a dream, but everything is so real that without closing his eyes, Yun Chongbo can recall the countless details, his own sweating and plowing in the sun, sitting in the yard watching his son toddler, and his own chatting with his neighbors...... And the sudden, unending anger that swells up when you see it all destroyed!

Then, he thought about the conversation with Gongsun, the conversation with Hua Shengrong, and the conversation with Xiao Wenshuang...... And, talk to Young-jeong.

(Is everything a dream?) ）

Suddenly I felt a great fright, I felt a kind of tremor that came from nowhere, a tremor that penetrated the whole body, if everything that was so real and so detailed was just a dream of Nan Ke, then, what can be regarded as the real "real"?

(If I had just slept quietly in a dream...... Me, will I ever wake up? ）

Hurriedly shook his head, not to let himself dwell on these thoughts anymore, for now, the most important thing is to figure out his situation as soon as possible.

Turning to observe his surroundings, Yun Chongbo found that it was the same in any direction: nothing, and ended in a white, tangled curtain of light.

"In the past 30 years, my wife and son have been romantic even if it is a dream...... Wandering the sea, you finally woke up. ”

Turning back suddenly, fifteen steps away, where no one was there just now, there was a middle-aged man with a calm face and a ...... Yun Chongbo is already a familiar person.

“…… Dry King? ”

When he heard Yun Chongbo's salutation, the other party smiled slightly bitterly.

“…… That noun has been meaningless for a long time, call me Chang Gung, go to the sea. ”

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"Here, too, is part of the torrent of time?"

has partially understood the current environment, and partially accepted this reality, but Yun Chongbo still needs to figure out, why, Chang Geng, who should have died three thousand years ago, appeared here to talk to him, and even, seemed to exert all kinds of influence on himself?

(Unless...... Don't? ）

Suddenly thinking of a possibility, Yun Chongbo almost exclaimed, after all, in the dream so far, he has not seen Chang Geng's death, that is to say......

"You guessed it."

Nodding, Chang Geng's face was full of gloom, and he said, "For three thousand years...... I've always stayed here. ”

"I ...... Waiting for you. ”

Although he had imagined it, when he heard Chang Gung's personal confirmation, Yun Chongbo still couldn't help but feel a burst of dizziness, three thousand years! There is such an incredible vitality in the body of the undead?

(No, it's not that simple, there must be some other limitations, otherwise...... ）

Excited and confused by the three-thousand-year-long life, and making many conjectures in a row, Yun Chongbo came back to his senses and noticed the second half of the sentence that he had ignored.

"You're ...... Wait for me? ”

“…… Right. ”

Nodding deeply, Chang Geng's eyes emitted a strange brilliance, and said, "Three thousand years...... Three thousand years, I have finally seen you again. ”

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Avoiding talking about why he was able to spend this long time, Chang Geng just told Lu Hai that everything he saw in his dream was indeed "real".

"I want you to know the truth, and I want to make future generations understand the truth."

"The Little Heavenly Kingdom, collapsed due to the internal strife between the undead, you who killed Dongshan, and it was you who forced away the speechless, and as a result, I got rid of you with my own hands, and even sealed the 'ugly sword in the sea' with the time curse. So that you will not be able to be reborn again for the next three thousand years. ”

"And the heavens...... He was also knocked down by me. ”

looked at each other in a daze, this person who has always made Yun Chongbo feel the most incomprehensible among the kings of the Little Heavenly Kingdom, and has always been highly respected, although he has witnessed everything with his own eyes, Yun Chongbo still hopes that there can be another explanation, and even, in the end, he can let him know that it is a misunderstanding and a scam...... In short, not a real one.

"Are you disappointed......"

The voice was very calm, and Chang Geng said: "In the first thousand years, I was the same as you. ”

"And then?"

"And then?"

seemed to laugh, Chang Geng said: "Those are up to you to comprehend yourself." ”

Both of them fell silent for a moment.

"Now, where is 'I'?"

"You are still in a coma, lying in front of Zigong, as for the rest, I don't know."

To add, Chang Geng told Yun Chongbo that although he could understand what was happening around him, he had to do it through Yun Chongbo, and since he was completely unconscious, of course he was at a loss.

This seems to be very reasonable, but Yun Chongbo feels that the other party has not said everything, and it seems that there is something to hide from him. It feels bad, but there's nothing you can do about it.

"Just now, was it the dream you gave me?"

This is where Yun Chongbo is most worried, that strange dream, there are too many places that cannot be explained, no matter how you say it, Yun Chongbo will not believe it, it was he who made this dream.

“…… No. ”

With a mysterious, almost invisible, and seemingly bitter smile, Chang Geng slowly shook his head and said, "That's your own dream for yourself." ”

"You should be happy, you didn't really fall, you didn't really have to be a deserter, but you didn't have the right to be happy, because ......"

Looking at Yun Chongbo with extremely complicated eyes, Chang Geng said slowly: "You know in your own heart that you have betrayed Taiping, you ...... Already a deserter. ”

"But, I ......"

I wanted to say that it was just a dream, but I stopped halfway through, because Yun Chongbo could still clearly recall every detail of the dream just now, because, when Xiao Wenshuang roared, he himself also knew that he, indeed, was already a deserter......

"No, I didn't give up on Taiping because I was never a member of Taiping...... I'm just a cloud rush...... What they want is the undead, why are they involved with me......"

"And, I just thought, Taiping...... The people who were drawn into the war for the sake of a better life for everyone, no matter how you say it, did not live better......"

made a blunt defense for himself, and when he said this, Yun Chongbo felt even more angry

Silent and speechless, neither of them seemed to be able to find anything to say, and after a long time, Yun Chongbo asked Chang Geng with difficulty, what is going on with all this?

"I know a lot, but, there's more to it...... I don't understand. ”

As if thinking about something very difficult, Chang Geng was a little distracted, and when Yun Chongbo asked the second time, he suddenly came back to his senses.

"There's a lot going on, and I can't explain it all at once."

There was actually a little loneliness in his expression, Chang Geng looked at Yun Chongbo and clearly said that he was very disappointed.

"The first rebirth in 3,000 years...... It seems that three thousand years have not accumulated your fighting spirit, but have consumed your ambition. ”

Sighing, Chang Geng muttered, it doesn't matter.

"Each person, there is his own way, as you yourself said, you are Yun Chongbo first, and then the immortal, since others do everything for the undead, of course Yun Chongbo does not need to respond."

"I can understand it...... The contrast between the two identities before is the disappointment of their expectations...... This kind of torture, every immortal has experienced, it's normal, you don't have to think too much. ”

"Ah, that's not ...... like that"

I really want to say that I don't really hate the identity of the "immortal" so much, and I also want to say that I am not completely unwilling to contribute to Taiping, and I want to say that even in the dream just now, I once successfully threw a fist at Yingzheng, but in the end, Yun Chongbo didn't say anything.

…… What's the use of giving verbal explanations to others when they can't tell themselves that they're not traitors or deserters?

“…… Anyway, I can send you back. ”

His expression changed from silence to indifference, and Chang Geng told Yun Chongbo that he could send him back to the real world, in other words, he who was sleeping in front of Zigong would wake up.

And then ...... Maybe it's going to be the same as your dream, maybe it's going to be different. But I guess, you don't have to worry too much. ”

Give up the identity of the undead, Yun Chongbo can survive, this is also Chang Geng's judgment on Zigong, although when he looks at Yun Chongbo...... His eyes were full of regret and disappointment.

"I, I could have given you a lot of things."

Hun Tian's martial arts, Dongshan's soul method, wordless strong shots, and Chang Geng's own experience and knowledge, all of these ...... Chang Gung can give it, he originally hoped that after waiting for a long time, there will be an immortal who can inherit all this, an immortal who will rush to the peak in strength and wisdom, and will lead the Taiping Dao to achieve great causes.

"I knew you would come, but I didn't expect it to ......"

Sighing in a low voice, Chang Geng slowly waved his hand and said to Yun Chongbo: "But this is not surprising, the road to peace is difficult to climb to the sky, not to mention, the sea...... He was already ...... in the sea."

A sigh drowned out the words, and after a while, Chang Gengfang said: "Go forward, stand in that circle, I will ...... Send you back. ”

Yi Yan walked towards it, but walked very slowly, Yun Chongbo faintly felt that after taking this step, he would never return here.

(And after that, what happens to me...... Will it be the same as that dream? ）

Thinking about it carefully, Yun Chongbo didn't think there was anything wrong with that future: there was never any great ambition, and Yun Chongbo's hope was originally such a peaceful and peaceful life.

Still, there seemed to be something dragging him down, and there still seemed to be something that was slowing him down.

What is it?

Is it a pity? What a pity that everything that will be missed forever? The identity of the undead? God-like power? Those, where are the essences of the many immortals in the Little Heavenly Kingdom?

Is it lost? Lost forever and passing by Xiao Wenshuang? Don't see that smile again? Don't see that again?

Are you unwilling? Not willing to be at the mercy of others all the time? Didn't fight according to your own heart? Didn't you dominate anything in front of even Hua Shengrong?

What is it? The more he thought about it, the more confused he became, and Yun Chongbo was never able to give himself an answer.

Kankan had already reached the edge of the circle, and Yun Chongbo stopped and stopped advancing. Holding his head, he squatted down.

Chang Geng looked at him quietly and didn't say a word.

"I ...... I still don't get it. ”

"If you change your mind, I'...... I would be happy. ”

Trying to control his voice, but still unable to hide the trace of excitement, Chang Geng said that as long as Yun Chongbo could regain his faith in Taiping, he would immediately be able to give him a lot of things, enough for him to ignore Zigong and Zilu after waking up.

"Be faithful to yourself and go to sea...... Think about your heart and feel your desire for peace......"

“…… Shut up! ”

Standing up suddenly, turning around, his face turned blue and pale, as if he was suspicious, and seemed to be afraid, Yun Chongbo stared at Chang Geng, and after a long time, he said in a voice that seemed to be squeezed out:

"No, don't pretend anymore."

"You can't give me anything, and you can't send me back like that...... Moreover, you are not Chang Gung either! ”

"What should I call it? Three, three, or ......"

Staring at Chang Geng in front of him, Yun Chongbo said word for word: "...... Yuan Dang! ”