Meng Xuan held the old man's palm tightly until the breath of life in his eyes completely dissipated, until he slowly closed his tired eyes, until the wavy lines on the vital signs detector on the side became extremely smooth.

A cry sounded around the hospital bed, and the chaotic sleepiness in Meng Xuan's mind was deepening, and he clearly sensed that the subconscious mind shaping the environment was rapidly eroding his reason, wanting him to completely integrate into the illusion and lose his concept of self.

Meng Xuan's face calmed down and slowly let go of the old man's hand.

He's just an ordinary person.

He will be angry, he will be sad, he will regret, he will be nostalgic.

But he will never be held back by memories and the past.

He stood up, looked back at the old man on the hospital bed again, and took a calm step.

This maze of truth and falsehood seems to be able to reshape some scenes that he is impressed by through the fragments of memory in his subconscious, forming an almost real illusion, so as to arouse negative emotions such as regret, sadness, anger, nostalgia, cowardice, etc. in his heart.

If it weren't for this maze, he wouldn't have known that there were still so many weaknesses and weaknesses hidden in the depths of his soul.

After all, it is a lifetime memory, how can it be so simple to say that it is forgotten and forgotten.

He wants to see what kind of good show the subconscious mind activated by the maze will play for him.

Along the way, he saw many, many scenes buried deep in his heart that he hadn't recalled for a long time.

When I went to college for the first time in my previous life, at the station, I hugged my father with a relieved and reluctant face.

The moment when he held his wife in a wedding dress and walked to the marriage hall.

When the child was born, he waited anxiously outside the door of the delivery room, and heard the good news from the doctor, happy and heavy.

……

Until the end, when he was nearly sixty years old, he was seriously ill and in a dying state, and he slowly closed his eyes on the hospital bed.

Until the moment he died, looking at the way the old woman who had always thought that she was just living with her partner was crying silently, a trace of confusion flashed in Meng Xuan's eyes, and he continued to take steps almost instinctively.

He was already a little confused about what was illusory and what was real.

He had a strange premonition in his heart.

If he is willing, maybe he can integrate into the fragments of memories that are almost real, change the regrets of the past, and continue with his previous life.

Which side of the world is true and which side of the world is false, Meng Xuan doesn't care anymore.

Now, he just wants to keep walking, keep walking, go to the end of the world, and see what different scenery is in the distance of this complicated world.

He wants to experience more and more, he wants to have more touching, and he wants to find the truth behind the bizarre world.

He seemed to have found his purpose, and the scenes of regret or nostalgia around him became landscapes in his eyes, and he tried to remember these fragments in his mind.

The good and the bad are just a short period of scenery on this journey.

He will not forget and run away from any regrettable past, nor will he give up chasing the unknown future.

A peaceful smile appeared on his face, and his heart was more peaceful than ever.

His steps grew faster and faster, and with each step, an illusion turned into countless memory bubbles that lingered in his consciousness.

He felt that his consciousness was quickly beaten by something, and with some strange ideas and cognitions as the core, something magical gradually condensed in the sea of his mind.

Outside.

"It's ?!!"

The pupils of Dorogu Claudi and the others shrank.

They saw that after the first few pauses, Meng Xuan began to walk faster and faster in the realm of truth and falsehood.

He quickly surpassed the ten meters of the first stage and entered the second stage, and did not stop in the second stage, directly breaking through the distance of twenty meters and entering the third stage, and walked faster and faster, and soon there were signs of breaking through thirty meters.

At the same time, a pure white pure light bloomed slightly on his body, and these pure lights formed a circle of light around him, and strange runes loomed in the pure light.

"This guy is actually condensing the core of his will, and on the first attempt, he found the concept and cognitive ?!! at the core of his will."

Claudie's mouth opened, a little speechless.

You must know that how many people can only through the continuous tempering of the true and false maze, through long-term attempts and training, gradually become familiar with the weaknesses of the heart, and gradually find the concept and cognition that suits them, and use this as the core to condense the core of the mind.

Meng Xuan was the first to be able to start trying to condense the core of intent when he first used the Puzzle.

The disciple of Wan Ling, Sylnoa, who is known as a kid with a strong talent in the core of the will, took a whole day to condense the core of the will, and this also broke the record of the past few hundred years.

"It's okay, this kid really didn't lose my face."

Dorogu's mouth was calm, but his eyes were already as big as brass bells.

This time, it seems that Blade Flow has really picked up a treasure.

The middle-aged instructor and his three apprentices looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

In the true and false maze, Meng Xuan had already walked a distance of thirty meters and entered the fourth stage of the true and false maze.

Countless blades rained down from the sky and pierced his body, and the frantic twisted monster stretched out its claws, tearing him apart in intense pain.

With each passing stage, the impact of the maze becomes stronger. These near-real illusions reproduced the most unrelieved and fearful scenes in Meng Xuan's heart, including physical and mental torture.

His body was alienating, his spirit was distorting, he saw his parents being killed in front of his eyes, he saw himself turned into a hideous monster, he saw countless arrows shooting in front of him, piercing himself, he felt the secret pattern trembling.

He never stopped, he was like an ascetic, trying to endure pain and suffering, and he kept moving forward.

There was no retreat, no pain, no despair in his eyes, only a strong desire for a bigger, more magical, more real world.

Before he knew it, he had come to the end of the trail.

Dorogu and the others saw that the white pure light on his body was getting brighter and thicker, and it seemed to be constantly compressing and shrinking into his body.

"The last step, stepping over, out of the maze of truth and falsehood, the Italian core was born."

Dorogu stared at Meng Xuan tightly and said in a solemn tone.

"The last step, the formation of the Italian core, is the most difficult to take."

Claudi's expression also became solemn, staring at Meng Xuan tightly, as if he was ready to make a move at any time.

At the last step, Meng Xuan was trapped in darkness.

"What do you want?"

A distorted, chaotic, and crazy voice echoed in the darkness with malice, and this voice was exactly the same as Meng Xuan's own voice.

The surrounding shadows were constantly surging with the sound, and the ordinary silkworm cocoon firmly restrained Meng Xuan, constantly tightening.

"I can give you everything!!"

"I can let you go back in time and make up for your regrets!"

"I can let you turn the unreal into the real!"

"I can give you god-like authority!!"

"Whatever you want, I can give it to you!!"

The voice of evil madness resounded in Meng Xuan's ears.

Meng Xuan knew what kind of existence this guy was.

He is his alter ego made up of a subconscious mind tainted by the warping power of the Mystic Pattern.

He hides in the shadows, watching everything about himself, always longing to devour everything about himself and let him fall into a part of the darkness.

This will be an enemy that will be warped and confronted for the rest of your life.

"Give me everything? In a dream? ”

Meng Xuan said with a calm face.

"What is a dream? What is real? What you believe is true, what you doubt is a dream! As long as you believe that what I have given you is absolutely true, you will have everything, like the authority of the Creator!! ”

The subconscious mad personality is roaring incessantly.

"I'm sorry, I'll take what I want, including everything you have."

Meng Xuan's body bloomed with a strong white pure light, piercing the boundless darkness in the unwilling roar of the evil chaotic voice.

In the Void Realm, Dorogu clearly saw that the white pure light on Meng Xuan's body suddenly spread, and then suddenly retracted back into his body.

Smack!

At the same time, Meng Xuan stepped out and stepped out of the boundary of the realm of truth and falsehood.

The white light in front of his eyes quickly faded, and he found that there was something more in his sea of mind.

A text-like imprint with a faint white pure light floated in the center of the sea of minds, and beside it, the distorted secret pattern trembled unwillingly, and the chaos and madness in it seemed to be firmly suppressed by the pure light imprint.