All the illogical transcendent phenomena come from the random construction of the chaotic subconscious, and the so-called awakening of the memories of the two lives is just an excuse for oneself.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt a little trembling, because he found that he couldn't find any reason and evidence to refute his own conjectures, and all negative answers were just answers given after the experience of subjective will.

And all subjective wills, in the face of the subconscious forces that are strong enough in the dream realm, are not reliable.

Perception can be distorted, senses can be deceived, and subjective will and feelings are the most easily deceived beings.

Perhaps, now that I have just suffered a car accident, because my body has been severely injured, and I am lying on the operating table, I am a complete ordinary and a loser in reality, so in a state of near death, my autonomous consciousness has fallen into the abyss of the subconscious, corresponding to the plot full of catharsis and illogical fantasy that I have seen in the real world, and constructs such a fantasy with elements such as "rebirth" and "transcendence", and is extremely real.

Or perhaps, the so-called "past life" that he awakened is the real self, and now he is in a severe cancer coma, transformed by his own subconscious, forming such a nearly real dream, and now, beside the real him, maybe there is an elderly wife and a middle-aged child who is anxiously calling his name, looking forward to his awakening.

Meng Xuan's body trembled slightly, and an extremely strong sense of weirdness and unreality poured into his heart.

He carefully recalled all the memories of his previous life, and found that the last memory of his previous life was that he was wearing a surgical gown, lying on the operating cart sent to the operating room, and his wife and children were surrounded by him.

It was a memory of his past life, and he never woke up since, most likely the death caused by the risky operation.

However, there is another possibility, that is, the operation put him in a near-death state, resulting in a situation of being trapped in a subconscious hallucination.

He shook his head violently, this kind of question could not be investigated in detail, otherwise, he would have to be the first to collapse in the end, and his consciousness and personality would probably become more and more distorted in this crazy questioning.

"Distortion and confusion seem to be the essence of this world······"

This word appeared in Meng Xuan's mind, and he couldn't help but make some associations, which made some thoughts in his heart even more weird.

He took a deep breath and forced the thoughts into his heart.

Now at least one thing is certain, in the real world, he cannot "wake up" as in a dream, which is the main basis for judging the real world as the real world, and until he can deny this conclusion, he can only do it to become stronger.

Even if it's just a fantasy created by the subconscious in a near-death experience, it is not wrong to constantly forge one's own conscious consciousness and make it strong, after all, the strength of the conscious mind is the best way to fight the illusion.

This made Meng Xuan even more determined to take the Will Core Method as the core of his cultivation, and at the same time, he thought of those huge "Heart Lock Maze Cities" that were floating in the colorful sky and bound by huge chains, and perhaps from them, he could explore some real secrets.

Those secrets must be secrets hidden in the depths of one's own heart, and even oneself has never discovered.

This made Meng Xuan even more interested in the huge cities, and he was ready to start exploring these hidden cities as long as he had the opportunity and was ready, to see what was hidden in them.

But for now, you still have to deal with the island illusion in front of you······

Meng Xuan refocused his attention on the present.

The sky was dark now, and it was probably late in the evening, and the streets were bustling with people.

He sensed himself first, and the power of the core of his will was not suppressed, and he could still mobilize it, which made him feel a little reassured.

Everything around him was so real that he couldn't even find a flaw, as if he had really traveled through time and space and returned to the past.

The street is lined with familiar food streets, many of which have just opened, and in this day and age, street stalls are still a common phenomenon and are not strictly prohibited.

A smell of oil accompanied by the delicate aroma of meat wafted in, Meng Xuan could tell that this was the taste of the meat pancakes he liked very much, when he was a child, he was very fond of this meat fried bun, because the meat fried buns made by Aunt Zhang in this small shop are very filling, and the mille-feuille puff pastry is also very good, it is crispy and refreshing when you bite into it, and the oil is fragrant, which makes people very satisfied.

Meng Xuan groaned for a moment and walked towards the stall.

A very familiar picture appeared in his eyes, when he was a child, he went to elementary school, and he had to pass by here every time he got out of school, and he liked to stay in front of the stall for a while with or without pocket money, even if he didn't eat it, he could satisfy his cravings by smelling the smell, and the deepest impression in his mind was the scene of Aunt Zhang waving a knife and chopping meat on the cutting board of the stall.

Click!

The knife kept falling on the cutting board, and Aunt Zhang chopped a piece of fat and thin meat skillfully and with full strength, which seemed to be no different from the scene she saw in her memory.

But out of the corner of his eye, he saw a terrifying scene, on the side, Aunt Zhang's meat bucket was not tightly covered, revealing a gap, and a human finger stretched out of the meat bucket and drooped on the edge of the meat bucket.

A creepy weird feeling surged into Meng Xuan's heart.

"How's that, lad, would you like two meat pancakes? Definitely fresh meat, full of portions~"

At this moment, Aunt Zhang, who was chopping meat, also seemed to have discovered Meng Xuan's existence, stopped the movement in her hand, and the face of the honest middle-aged woman showed a smile to Meng Xuan.

But the danger that made him feel kind before seemed so strange at this moment.

"No thanks."

Meng Xuan thanked Aunt Zhang with a calm face, turned around and prepared to leave.

Aunt Zhang's honest face couldn't help but show a look of disappointment, as if she was a little frustrated because she didn't complete this business.

Bang!!

Suddenly, Meng Xuan was keenly aware that there seemed to be a slight muffled sound flashing in the alley on the side of the street, and a shadow swelled in an instant and then disappeared.

He immediately turned his head to look at the alley.

In the dim light of the alley, a figure was stretched long, and it was slowly walking out of the alley at this moment.

It was the figure of a little girl about three or four years old, with words in her mouth, not knowing what she was saying, dragging a somewhat tattered little boy rag doll in her hand, this rag doll was very peculiar in shape, and the despair on her face was vividly depicted.

Meng Xuan frowned, continued to walk forward, secretly and carefully observed, and seemed to find that there were many strange things hidden in this seemingly ordinary and familiar street.

A pancake stand for human flesh, trinkets made from human finger bones and teeth, and a huge thigh bone stewed in a cauldron of a streetside noodle shop······

He saw a man who had just finished eating rice noodles and was violently knocked unconscious by the store and dragged to the back kitchen; I saw a woman cut off her palm, exchanged it for a string of beloved bone ornaments, held it in her hand, and ignored the dripping blood, her eyes showed joy.

The people around didn't seem to notice these anomalies, they used unusually exaggerated expressions and movements, gulping on delicious food, blowing loudly about cowhides, and the streets were unusually hot.

As Meng Xuan went deeper into the streets, this anomaly became more and more exaggerated, and in the end, it almost reached the point of being placed on the table.

Everyone had an exaggerated and numb smile on their faces, they greeted each other with their broken bodies, wantonly exchanging everything on their bodies for food and goods, and out of the numb companies, there was no good place on their bodies for a long time.

"What a scene full of realistic irony····· It reminds me of something. ”

Meng Xuan's face calmly stopped in the middle of the street, and he didn't go any further.

He knew that the further he went, the more dangerous it became, and the more revealing reality became, revealing all the sordid purgatory-like ugliness in a horrific scene full of symbolic horrors.

"I'm so hungry! I'm so hungry! I'm so hungry!! ”

At this moment, a voice came from behind him, and a tall and thin young man like a bamboo pole stumbled towards the depths of the street, and soon came to Meng Xuan's face.

"Brother, do you have something to eat, can you give me some? I haven't eaten in a long time, and I'm hungry. ”

The tall and thin man said to Meng Xuan in a numb tone.

"I'm sorry, I don't have anything to eat for you."

Meng Xuan shook his head slightly.

"It's okay, I'm not a picky eater."

The thin and tall bamboo pole man showed a somewhat strange smile on the corner of his mouth.

Tear Pull!!

His head suddenly appeared with a cross pattern, and in an instant it exploded into four petals, and the flying flesh was like a blooming flower, and the middle bud was replaced by a huge hole, and the surrounding flesh was full of fine and sharp teeth.

His neck stretched rapidly, and the entire huge mouthparts slammed towards Meng Xuan's head.

Syllable!!

The light sound of the fireworks exploding, and the monster's mouthparts and his body exploded entirely, turning into disgusting and wriggling masses of flesh scattered all around.

There was silence all around, and all the people in the streets were turning their heads to look at him.

"It's always the same routine, it's not fun······"

Meng Xuan's face was calm.

With a slam shot, the power of the will core slanted out, and the body of a small stall owner next to him who was boiling bone broth with his freshly cut thigh exploded.

His actions caused a drastic change throughout the street.

All the humans on the streets began to rapidly alienate like monsters torn from their skins.

Aunt Zhang at the meat pancake stand turned into a huge rotting mass of meat, with an apron around her front and an unknown liquid flowing from her body.

Uncle Rong in the jewelry shop has turned into a bunch of monsters made of white bones.

Boss Zhou of the noodle soup shop has turned into a monster with six heads and a mouth all over his body, exuding an aura of greed.

For Meng Xuan, the intruder who had destroyed the peace and tranquility of the streets, they all showed their hideous fangs.

With a quick glance, Meng Xuan found some familiar monster images in his memory, which seemed to come from some ghost books and monsters that he had read in his previous life, giving him a vague impression.

A quiet street suddenly turns into a carnival of 100 ghosts.

There were many more and more monsters rushing out of the shadows of the alley, covering Meng Xuan like a tide.

He could feel that the whole city had changed dramatically.

When the false peace is punctured, what is revealed is the most essential, bizarre ugliness.

Bang!!

With the spread of Meng Xuan's will core power, a large number of ghosts and monsters that pounced on them exploded and turned into flesh and blood in the sky.

However, what surprised Meng Xuan was that these ghosts were not dead, and the large pieces of flesh and blood scattered on the ground were rapidly converging, forming an even more terrifying existence.

"Fear cannot be extinguished!!"

"Ugliness will live forever in hypocrisy!!"

"You can never change!!"

"Because hypocrisy and selfishness are the strongest imprints in the hearts of men!!"

Countless inexplicable roars began to echo wildly through the city, making people feel their scalps tingle.

"It's a little hard to do·····"

Meng Xuan touched his chin and thought about a way to solve the current situation.

The greater horror is recovering, and now it is not a threat to him, but these ghosts are becoming more and more, and they cannot be destroyed, and the power of his will core is not unlimited, and it is still dangerous to drag on like this without being able to break through this world.

"Is it the story you read before? At that time, because of the author's schizophrenic and strange writing method, it seemed that it really made me feel palpitations for a long time······"

Meng Xuan seemed to remember something, and his body moved violently under the impetus of the core power of his will.

Bang!!!

Like the sound of cannonballs being fired, the core of his will surged wildly, smashing through a large number of low-rise buildings on the streets along the way, and blasting countless monsters into wriggling minced flesh.

This time, his target is his own home in his previous life.

He ran all the way, fought his way out of the countless monster tides, rushed into the community unit where he was a child in his previous life, rushed up the stairs to the fifth floor, and kicked open the door of Resident 505.

The furnishings in the house were just as he remembered them, and he didn't take much of them, and rushed straight to a room.

Bang!!

The door of the room was violently kicked open again, and he saw that on the bed in the room, a little guy covered by the quilt was holding a book in his hand, staring intently, but his body was trembling, and a mixture of fear, fear, and curiosity poured out.

Meng Xuan could faintly feel that this guy's emotional changes were the source of the alienation of the entire world.

This is who I was when I was about 10 years old.

Meng Xuan stepped forward, picked up the little guy who was immersed in the world of books, ripped off his pants, and slapped his round little buttocks.

"Let you read books randomly!!"

Meng Xuan scolded loudly.

Wow!!

The unknown little kid burst into tears, and as his mood changed, the entire ghost-like city instantly fell silent.