Lu Qing had a dream, he seemed to dream of a lot of flames, he also dreamed of the collapsed city, and the endless white mist.

He saw his parents running wildly in the fog, and he saw all the people he had known in the past disappear into the fog.

He wanted to open his mouth and shout, but he couldn't get anything.

For he saw countless people standing in the mist, staring at him in unison, all of them covering their mouths with their hands, and then pointing to the sky with their other hand.

Heaven, what is there in heaven?

With a few violent coughs, Lu Qing finally woke up from his dream, and he opened his eyes with some difficulty, feeling the sharp pain coming from his body.

How could it be that he didn't die.

He turned his head, and all the organs that had been scattered where they were were had disappeared, and his body had a sense of fullness again.

With a little bit of strength, Lu Qing was finally able to stand up from the ruins all over the ground, he looked around, Dao Yuan had disappeared, and the old toad who had died was still sitting in the courtyard.

There is no sound in this Taoist temple.

It's so quiet.

Lu Qing stumbled in the middle of the view, he wanted to tell everyone that the old toad was dead, let's go quickly, but there was no response to his shouts.

A strange feeling permeated Lu Qing's heart, and he hurriedly pushed open the door of a disciple's room and saw a female disciple in a black robe, sitting by the window, wrapped in a quilt in horror.

"Old Toad is dead, let's go, you're fine" Lu Qing said as he walked forward. But the strange thing is that the female disciple still kept that movement, and she didn't even look back.

Lu Qing walked in front of the female disciple, but no matter how he spoke, or even pushed, the female disciple's movements and expressions did not change in the slightest.

A strong chill spread across Lu Qing's back, and he felt some kind of terrifying atmosphere, and even had a bizarre guess in his mind.

Lu Qing suddenly rushed out of the door, he pushed open every door like crazy, and then shouted again and again to the disciples inside: "Old Toad is dead, let's go!"

No one responded, and the entire Fuqing Temple was so silent, as if he was the only one here.

Lu Qing was about to go crazy, he ran wildly from house to house, he kept shouting, what the hell was wrong, what happened, was there anyone who could tell him.

Lu Qing ran wildly all the way until he came to the courtyard again.

He saw the fuel consumption.

The boy, who was usually extremely humble, was now standing in the courtyard, and in front of him was the last eye that the old toad had fallen.

"Senior Brother Lu, why didn't you save me at that time?" Gasoline lowered his head and kicked the scarlet eye with his foot, like a child playing with a ball when he was bored.

"I ...... I don't have the power to save you. Lu Qing had already begun to feel furious about the strange everything in front of him, but in the face of fuel consumption, he had to answer here, because he really didn't save him.

"Fuel consumption, what the hell is this......"

"Actually, I understand, Senior Brother Lu can't save me, even if I've been sent into that room countless times, but in countless cycles, Senior Brother Lu hasn't saved me." Gastron interrupted Lu Qing's inquiry, turned around and smiled at him.

"Senior Brother Lu, why do you say that people always stay in pain?"

"I'm sorry, I don't know"

The gas consumption suddenly stopped, he smiled, and then stood next to the corpse of the old toad with his hands behind his back, and he said to Lu Qing: "Senior Brother Lu, you go, walk out of the gate in front of you, and leave this Taoist temple."

Lu Qing was completely stunned at this time, he looked at the open gate of the Taoist temple, then looked back at all the people in the house who were frozen and motionless, and finally looked at the fuel consumption in the courtyard.

What the hell is going on, what is the fuel guzzler talking about, why I don't understand it at all.

Lu Qing only felt that everything in front of him was suddenly a little blurry, and his mind began to spin, as if a voice was urging him, let's go, let's go, get out of that door.

He subconsciously nodded at the gas consumption, and then slowly walked towards the door.

Standing at the gate, looking at the vast mountains outside, Lu Qing suddenly felt a little in a trance, why is he here, what is going on with all this.

He turned around, but saw that the Taoist temple was rotting very quickly, the weeds were growing wildly, and the gas-guzzling child was wearing a shroud, standing alone in the courtyard like that.

Gastron covered his mouth with his hand and pointed to the sky with his other hand.

The next moment, Lu Qing couldn't see anything, and he fainted again.

I don't know how long it took.

There seems to be the sound of water droplets, ticking in the ears. Lu Qing struggled to raise his hand and touched his cheek, where there was a drop of cold water.

Is it raining, Lu Qing thought to himself, and then the sparse sound of drizzle accompanied by the sound of beating leaves sounded around him.

The wet feeling soon spread throughout his body, and Lu Qing's consciousness returned little by little.

Finally, after all his might, he opened his eyes again.

What appeared in front of me was an earthen mound.

The rain wet Lu Qing's eyes a little, but he could still see the words written on the tombstone in front of the grave, which showed the year of birth and death of an immortal cultivator, as well as some anecdotes.

Lu Qing couldn't understand the calendar on it at all, he only knew that this immortal cultivator had lived for more than a hundred years.

At the age of seventeen, he took the immortal seed and stepped into the cultivation of immortals, and never asked a counselor to fish out the demons in his life, and he practiced with the demons until he left the country, the only thing that is a little embarrassing is that this immortal cultivator seems to have never married a wife and had children.

And when Lu Qing slowly looked under the tombstone, he suddenly opened his eyes as if he had seen a ghost, and then he got up from the ground and grabbed the tombstone that had long been mottled.

The owner of the tombstone is obviously a cultivator, but he only has a funny name like a harlequin.

"Fuel consumption"

Lu Qing suddenly took a few steps back, his expression was flustered, and his face suddenly turned pale. Right in front of this lonely grave, he got up from the muddy ground and frantically searched for something around the grave.

He saw, he saw the broken walls and rubbles in the weeds.

The broken tiles had long since been buried in the dirt, and countless weeds had grown wildly on the ruins.

After desperately searching, Lu Qing finally saw a door plaque that had already been covered with moss in a haystack, with the words Fuqingguan written on it.

The rain in the mountains is getting heavier and heavier.

Lu Qing sat weakly on his knees, he trembled all over, trying to cover his face, but he could only let out a howl.

He finally understood that everything that had happened before was actually the demon of fuel consumption. Fuqingguan is, all the disciples are, and even the old toad is also.

All of that is just a cultivator named Gascon Er, the demon in his heart.

There is no Fuqing Temple at all, and that place, and everything that happened there, ended more than a hundred years ago.

Lu Qing's heart swelled with a huge amount of fear, and his hands even kept trembling.

A dead man's demons.

A demon who can evolve such a huge amount of content.

Lu Qing stretched out his hands and looked at him blankly, so what about himself, what is he, did he have a dream in front of this grave, or is he part of the demons in his heart.

Is there another true self in the world?

Why do you have independent thinking, why do you be able to go from the demons of fuel consumption to reality?

Memories of the past began to spin wildly in Lu Qing's mind, childhood, parents, psychological counseling, city, Fuqingguan, fuel consumption, Daoyuan, and old toad.

Scenes kept flashing, and Lu Qing's head suddenly began to ache violently.

He curled up in the weeds, desperately grasping at the dirt on the ground with his hands, and let out an extremely low roar.

What is true and what is false, is you a real person, or is you just a part of the demons in other people's hearts, a fragment, are your memories real, and when did you cross over?

can't tell the difference, Lu Qing can't tell it at all.

Lu Qing stumbled to his feet, he walked to the grave of the gas guzzler, and then let out a beastly howl, he kicked the old tombstone so hard that he even bent down and uprooted the entire tombstone.

But he suddenly stopped, because under the tombstone, there was a black wooden box.

Lu Qing leaned down and picked up the box, there was a yellowed paper on it, I don't know how long it had been placed, the paper was soaked by the rain when it was opened, but the handwriting on it was still clearly visible.

"Senior Brother Lu, take this eye, it can help you live, remember what I said, never cultivate immortals"

Lu Qing slowly opened the box, and a fishy smell came out violently, and inside the box, there was actually an eye.

An eye that twists and turns, sometimes scarlet.

Those were the eyes of the old toad.

Lu Qing stood in the rain, he looked into the distance, there was a white mist and mountains with no end in sight, and he looked at his feet again, it was a lonely tomb.

What is true and what is false.

But whether it's true or not, he just wants to go home, as long as he can go home, Lu Qing slowly exhaled, his eyes gradually firmed, no matter what, he must go home.

In the rain, Lu Qing slowly picked up that eye, and then put it in his sunken eye sockets, that eye seemed to have thoughts, and as soon as it touched it, it directly merged into Lu Qing's flesh and blood.

Finally, he was able to see the whole world completely.

"True, true." Lu Qing muttered, his face no longer distinguishing whether it was tears or raindrops.

Then, a man with toad eyes stumbled out of the mountain in the heavy rain.