This situation, compared with the past, actually made me feel like a world away!

Especially the final Heavenly Array, which originally came entirely from my innate spirit body!

I think that when I was chasing Ape Qitian, who was still the gibbon king, in the Burial Moon Forest, I also relied on the innate spirit body's innate method of looking at qi to discern the direction, restore the path, and finally use it as a reliance to mobilize the aura of heaven and earth for my own use, so unhappy!

But only a few years have passed, and the gibbon king who once dominated the periphery of the Burial Moon Forest has become my loyal follower, and the most primitive method of hope has almost perfectly upgraded to the current Heavenly Array.

I have grown from a carefree mountain boy who knows little about the world of immortal cultivation in this dream, to a generation of Confucianism among the three major immortal cultivation forces of the human race!

Yes, it is a generation of Confucianism!

In terms of my Confucian cultivation at this time, I can definitely rank among the Confucianists, and I am still the very high one.

In Confucianism, whether the most basic Confucian cultivation is solid or not determines one's comprehension of Confucian exercises, and is related to the ultimate cultivation achievement and combat effectiveness.

Even if the realm has not improved too much, the comprehension of a certain exercise in the same realm alone is far ahead, which determines that the power of my attack far exceeds that of my peers!

How can a new hand be compared with a familiar hand? How can a master who has studied Confucian exercises all his life be compared with a young student who has just started his career?

Therefore, under the interlocking, now I can really be said to be a fish leaping into the dragon gate, ascending to heaven overnight!

Don't look at me, this will be through Confucianism, and it will be a confirmation of the exercises, and it will be a sigh of life, but not to mention that these things are almost all at the same time, and they happen almost in a very short period of time.

It's not an instantaneous achievement, but it's not more than a few breaths.

In other words, from the moment I inexplicably fell into the obsession of asking the heavens, and my consciousness suddenly descended into the internal space of this Confucian order, the intricate Confucian knowledge has become my memory.

And correcting what you have learned by comparing the Confucian exercises is just happening at the same time.

As for all my feelings, admiration, or the chatter, gains and losses, etc., they are actually just emotional fluctuations brought about by the emergence of huge memories.

In this, many things have happened in real and have never really existed, real and illusory are mixed, yin and yang are one, like a breeze blowing on the face, except for the coolness of that moment, there is no sound or trace.

In fact, the biggest problem for me during the whole process was the re-recognition of my new identity, after all, not only had nothing like this ever happened to me before, but I had never heard of anyone who had such an experience.

How to say, this experience is almost like being reborn, one moment you are still a hairy boy who doesn't know anything, and the next moment you have grown into a generation of famous Confucians.

The impact of this change of identity is definitely not something that ordinary people can bear.

Fortunately, the emergence of these profound Confucian memories also had a somewhat impact on my cognition, and in the process, I constantly reconciled my personality and corrected my emotions, so that I could deal with them calmly while gaining great benefits.

I'm still who I am, but I'm not exactly who I used to be.

With the deep integration of Confucian memories, I have become a little less perverse and more calm in my personality, and I have become more and more yearning for Haoran justice, and more and more unbearable for evil and gloom.

Adjust the heavens, and the land deed, and gradually move towards the realm of the unity of heaven and man!

It wasn't until my mind completely returned to itself, and the integration of the practice of the exercises was temporarily outdated, that the empty internal space of the Confucian order reappeared in my field of vision.

"Is this the compensation for the loss of 2,000 years of time?" I sighed as I looked at the nothingness around me.

In all fairness, I don't think that if I was really given 2,000 years to study, I would be able to master all the knowledge in the Six Great Groups of Poetry, Writing, Rites, and Joy in the Spring and Autumn Period.

Even if they were to achieve something, it would not be possible to reach the level of comprehension they have today.

But it all happened, in a way I couldn't understand at all!

But when I think about it, this world is my dream, full of mysteries, even if it is very real, so real that I once thought that this was my other life after closing my eyes, but it is still a dream......

It's a dream, and there will always be something incomprehensible.

Besides, in my dreams, can I still be bullied? I can't occasionally open up and get some benefits?

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but laugh, and a rare blush appeared on my face.

Who's to say it's not? Haven't I received much of the benefits in this world? Not only do I have a cultivation talent that far surpasses that of others, but I have also successively obtained all kinds of cultivation that ordinary monks can't even think of.

If it was a little more absurd, it would be completely uninteresting!

Immediately, I sighed softly: "Perhaps, I don't know the world well enough!"

Otherwise, how could there be such a real dream?

Even if it's really just a dream of mine, such a turbulent picture of life is enough to dispel all my doubts!

I don't know when it began, but I couldn't tell which was the real me and where was my real life, and I had confused reality with dreams.

Who can guarantee that this world of immortal cultivation is not my reality, and that I, who are recording all this outside at this moment, and all of you who are following my story, are my dream illusions?

When the fake is true, the truth is also false, the virtual is real, the real is illusory, just like Zhuang Zhou's dream butterfly, why bother to distinguish it clearly?

According to me, being so lucky to live in two worlds at the same time and have two different lives is enough to be enviable!

To be a man, you still know that you are satisfied, and only by being content can you fulfill yourself!

After thinking about it so much, I decided to press this topic first, and there was no answer anyway.

As for the fact that I suddenly have so much Confucian knowledge that no one can snatch, and my identity has also undergone earth-shaking changes, so let's adapt!

Not long ago, I had even experienced such a miraculous thing as "a few days in the cave, and a thousand years in the world", and it is not worse than the current one.

"But where has Master gone?" I looked around, thinking to myself and searching.

Since the Confucianism Six Classics that once existed here have inexplicably become part of my memory, the consciousness of Haifuzi, who is also sleeping here, should not disappear out of thin air.

But he was gone, and no matter how much I searched, I couldn't find any trace, as if he had never existed.

"Could it be that two thousand years of time have finally drained his last energy, even if he actively falls into a deep sleep to reduce his own consumption, it is still the moment when it is dissipated?" I asked myself helplessly, my heart full of doubts.