It was that dark space again, and when he returned here, Zhang Haotian suddenly remembered everything he had experienced in Panxin Illusion that day, obviously he couldn't remember it at all in reality, and Zhang Haotian didn't know why.

He is back here today, and the old man in red in the fantasy world is still waiting for him in the old place.

"Congratulations, you have reached the Dao Heart of the Terumi realm. ”

The old man in red in front of Zhang Haotian congratulated him like this, since he came, he was safe, since he was back in the Panxin Illusion Realm, let's stay here for a while, Zhang Haotian thought so, so he found a place to sit down in front of the old man in red.

"I've always wondered, who are you, old man?" asked Zhang Haotian.

"I don't know, so I can't give you a real answer, I'm just an image, and now it's Yang Lingjun who is in front of you, after the miracle of Dao Fan separation ten thousand years ago, Yang Lingjun died. I can be who you want me to be. ”

"Yang Lingjun, you are Yang Lingjun, the same dragon blood vessel as me?"

Hearing Zhang Haotian's question, Yang Lingjun just smiled.

"Is it that every time I enter the next realm in the future, I will enter the Panxin Illusion Realm. Zhang Haotian continued to ask.

"Maybe, I don't know. ”

Yang Lingjun's vague answer made Zhang Haotian a little helpless, sure enough, just like then, not everything Yang Lingjun could answer for him, but even if he did, his memories could not bring out the Panxin Illusion, but once he returned to the Panxin Illusion, he recalled everything he had experienced in the Panxin Illusion before.

"When I entered the Dao before, I saw a lot of things here in the Panxin Illusion Realm, and this time I can also see a lot of things that I never know. ”

"If you want to, you can see it, but no matter what you see or what truth you know, you can't bring out the illusion of the mind, unless you step into nothingness. ”

"Only when you step into the void can you bring out all your memories? Why?" Zhang Haotian felt that he was too delusional.

"What do you want to see this time?" Yang Lingjun did not answer Zhang Haotian, but opened his mouth to ask Zhang Haotian what he wanted to see?

"I want to get to know the teacher. Zhang Haotian gave up the question he had just asked and said what he wanted to know.

"Don't you trust your teacher?"

In the face of Yang Lingjun's question, Zhang Haotian shook his head vigorously and denied: "No, it's just that I want to know more, what is the meaning of the snowflakes on the teacher's talisman? What has the teacher experienced? What is the relationship between my father and the two brothers? I want to know all this." ”

After Zhang Haotian said everything he hoped to know, a meaningful smile appeared on Yang Lingjun's face, and Zhang Haotian didn't understand what he meant.

"You will see very interesting stories, but everything you have seen cannot be taken away from the illusion of the heart, all you can take away is the feelings. ”

Yang Lingjun's words full of deep meaning fell, and a circle of uneasy ripples stirred up in the deep and empty space, and Yang Lingjun's face was distorted by the ripples in front of Zhang Haotian, and gradually turned into another face.

It was the face of a resentful and powerless child, Zhang Haotian felt that this face was very familiar, as if he had seen it there.

"Brother Hai, where is he, Daddy, why didn't he come back to see his mother?" The little girl's cry sounded from behind Zhang Haotian, Zhang Haotian looked back and saw another older boy comforting her.

"Aliu, don't cry, he'll be back. ”

Zhang Haotian will not admit his mistake, this boy is undoubtedly his father Zhang Hai, now he is about six or seven years old, Zhang Haotian's familiar face is now immature, but he will not admit his mistake.

In this way, the one with a resentful face is the young teacher, and the little girl in front of him is his aunt who is not impressed, Zhang Zhaimiao and Zhang Xinhua's mother.

"Come back? He won't come back! My mother is sick like this. He didn't even set foot in front of the house!"

"Ah Shui! don't say it. Zhang Hai scolded Zhang Shui loudly, not wanting Zhang Shui to continue to mention Zhang Yanyun in front of Zhang Liu.

I don't know if it was Zhang Shui's words or Zhang Hai's scolding, Zhang Liu's crying became louder.

Not only his mother, Zhang Haotian also doesn't know how his grandmother left this world. I didn't expect to see my grandmother seriously ill today, but Zhang Yanyun ignored it. From Zhang Shui's words, what Zhang Yanyun did is undoubtedly an indelible scar in the hearts of the three brothers and sisters.

I don't know if I heard Zhang Liu's cry, their mother's door was pushed open, Zhang Haotian hurriedly glanced at the many doctors busy in the room, and I don't know what happened to my grandmother? Then a man Zhang Haotian had never seen came out of the room, this person was the head of the Zhang family at this time, Zhang Xiaozong, Zhang Yanyun's eldest brother.

I saw Zhang Xiaozong walking up to Zhang Liu with a tired face, squatting down and gently stroking her head: "Don't be sad, your mother must not want to see you cry like this, didn't your mother keep talking to you, do you want to smile more?"

Zhang Shui deliberately split his gaze, although Zhang Liu was still sobbing, his cry was much quieter, and Zhang Xiaozong's reassurance played a role.

"Daddy, is he really not coming back as he told his brother?" asked Zhang Liu in a low voice.

Zhang Xiaozong's tired face couldn't hide his disappointment, but what came out of his mouth was something that encouraged Zhang Liu: "Don't worry, Uncle will let your father come back." You go in and see your mother, she said she wants to see you. ”

After that, Zhang Xiaozong stood up and left here, and the three brothers and sisters looked at the back of him leaving, as if they really thought that Zhang Xiaozong would bring his father back. Then the three brothers and sisters walked quickly into his mother's room, Zhang Haotian watched the three little ones run to his mother's bedside, and then he turned to look at Zhang Xiaozong who was leaving, and finally chased after him.

Zhang's family courtyard, Yuluo Pavilion, Zhang Haotian found that this place was much newer than he had in his impression, and Zhang Xiaozong came here to meet with a few elders who had an impression of Zhang Haotian.

"Let me go to Liuyue Pavilion and drag Zhang Yanyun back, if you practice like this, how long does he want to fool around with other women!"

But he ...... his men looked very embarrassed.

"Won't you fight back if he uses a spell, even if you cripple me today, you have to bring him back for me......" Zhang Xiaozong was obviously angry with this younger brother of his own, and after taking a deep breath, he calmed down his anger a little, and continued, "Lian Ruoxi is almost dying, at least, let him come back and see her again in the end......"

"Yes, Master. We will definitely bring Zhang Yanyun back. Several people below replied in unison.

After hearing Zhang Xiaozong's words, Zhang Haotian turned his head and looked in the direction of his grandmother's room, it turned out that his grandmother was ...... today

Zhang Haotian glimpsed from a distance in the corner, Zhang Shui's figure shrank back, and it seemed that he had heard everything just now. Zhang Haotian felt uncomfortable in his heart.

Zhang Hai is eight years old, Zhang Liu is seven years old, Zhang Shui is five years old, somehow, in the Panxin Illusion, Zhang Haotian is very clear about the age of the three of them.

At this age, he has to be tortured by this kind of fact, Zhang Haotian can't imagine what it feels like, maybe the teacher at this time can't understand what Zhang Yanyun has done wrong, but he has engraved what Zhang Yanyun has done in his memory, and this hatred will only breed little by little after he grows up.

Zhang Haotian never thought that his father and teacher would actually experience this.

Now Zhang Yanyun is the head of the Zhang family, and Zhang Haotian doesn't know how his father views his grandfather now? What kind of emotions are left in his father's heart at this time? Zhang Haotian feels that his father knows what his grandfather has done.

To be honest, seeing this, Zhang Haotian looked down on his grandfather in his heart, and he didn't have much affection for the Zhang family, and the grandfather who gave up his value because he couldn't use talismans, after knowing what he used to be, Zhang Haotian felt even more disdainful.

If the Zhang family only has a few people they care about, then why not help the teacher destroy the current Zhang family.

When he thought about it, Zhang Haotian didn't notice that the surrounding scene had changed again, and when he realized it, he was already in the Zhang family's meeting hall.

What do you want to see in the Fantasy Realm this time?

There were a few more black inks in the empty Zhang family meeting room, which gradually converged into three human figures, Zhang Yanyun, Zhang Shui and Jiuyao. There were still some noisy voices around, and it seemed that there were other people, but Panxin Illusion did not reveal their image to Zhang Haotian, and it seemed that the existence of these people was not important.

At this moment, Zhang Shui should be older than Zhang Haotian, half a head taller than the thin Zhang Haotian, and Jiuyao has always been like that, she was exactly the same as she is now at the time of the Wang family's blood sacrifice, it seems that she is not an ordinary person.

"I will leave the Blood Refining Dao, and if I finish walking, as agreed, don't care if I stay in the Qingcheng Sect or not. Zhang Shui was disdainful when he spoke to Zhang Yanyun, and his eyes didn't even fall on Zhang Yanyun.

"That's right, according to the previous agreement, as long as you finish the blood refining path and inherit the killing text into the blood, the Zhang family will no longer care whether you stay in the Qingcheng Sect or what you do in the Qingcheng Sect. All the Zhang family needs you to do is inherit the Killing Text. ”

"That's fine. Zhang Shui didn't seem to want to talk to Zhang Yanyun anymore, and turned to leave the chamber. But before he could take a few steps, he suddenly stopped again.

Zhang Shui asked again, but it wasn't about the Blood Refining Dao: "Do you really want to marry that woman?"

"Yes, so what?" Zhang Yanyun replied, not caring about Zhang Shui's attitude.

"Nothing? Zhang Shui left the conference hall with a cold face, and Jiu Yao followed closely behind, not leaving half a step. The Panxin Illusion was very stable, with no signs of transformation and collapse, and the image of Zhang Yanyun behind Zhang Haotian had turned into a pile of ink and dissipated, and Zhang Haotian followed Zhang Shui out of the conference hall.

I saw Zhang Shui and Jiu Yao walking to the courtyard in front of Zhang Shui's room, there were only the two of them here, and no one else disturbed them, Zhang Haotian was just an observer of the Panxin Illusion, and he did not exist at that time.

Jiu Yao, who had been silent, suddenly asked, "Are you unhappy?"

"Why do you think so?" Zhang Shui asked rhetorically.

"Then why are you asking your father if he wants to marry that woman? If you don't care, you don't have to ask. "Jiu Yao is straightforward and doesn't beat around the bush.

"Really?" Zhang Haotian couldn't see Zhang Shui's expression, but felt that he should be smiling bitterly.

"You told me. ”

"Yes, I did. But after so long, my hatred has long been a pile of ashes, and the person who can forgive him is not me, in the Zhang family's cemetery. Zhang Shui's voice was cold to freezing.

"If you're not happy, how about I'll kill her for you. Jiu Yao proposed this, it seemed that killing someone was just a gesture for her.

Zhang Shui didn't say anything, and silently returned to his room, Jiu Yao didn't follow, her figure disappeared in place, Zhang Haotian felt that she should have killed the woman she said in her mouth. In his memory, Zhang Yanyun did not have a second wife, he Zhang Haotian only had a grandmother, who was buried in the Zhang family's cemetery, named Lian Ruoxi.

After Jiu Yao disappeared, Zhang Shui returned to his room, but he was not the only one in the room, Zhang Hai had been waiting for him in the room, and his father at this time was the same as Zhang Shui.

"You asked her to kill the woman whose father was going to continue the string?" Zhang Hai overheard their conversation just now.

I didn't nod. It doesn't matter to me what she wants to do, she's far better than me, and I'm not qualified to discipline her. Zhang Shui replied coldly.

Zhang Hai seemed to see through his younger brother's thoughts: "You are just acquiescing." ”

Zhang Shui didn't answer Zhang Hai, Zhang Hai guessed what he really thought in his heart, and he had nothing to refute. Besides, the two brothers have the same idea, and there is nothing to avoid.

"However, I guess if it were me, I would probably be like you. Do you think we can forgive him in this life? Zhang Hai didn't hold out much hope when he said this.

Zhang Shui still said the same sentence: "I said that the person who can forgive him is in the Zhang family's cemetery." ”

Zhang Haotian's heart fell into darkness like everything around him, and the reality of the past was very dark and cold. It was biting cold, and what Zhang Haotian saw when he opened his eyes was white snow, covering the entire city, and the wind mixed with snow never seemed to stop.

Is it a new illusion again? Zhang Haotian tried to find the things that Panxin Illusion wanted him to understand in the midst of the heavy snowfall, and it was also the things he wanted to know.