Figuring out his own situation, Yang Quan quietly left Weilong City, and Master Long told him to be firm, but what was firm? What is his purpose in cultivating immortals?

The first time he came to this world, the purpose of cultivating immortals was to give himself a slim hope, eager to return to the world of his previous life, to find his relatives, but as long as he had a little IQ, he knew that this was impossible to achieve, even if he was really strong enough to travel to the ten thousand worlds one day, at that time, the earth world in the previous life was only afraid that it would already be a matter of people.

Yang Quan himself is actually not very clear, sometimes he feels that he is angry in his heart, and sometimes he feels that he is revenge.

However, at this time, Yang Quan got to the bottom of it, but he didn't know what he really wanted, and after practicing until now, a young man with poor qualifications who was supposed to do half-life miscellaneous labor in a small sect was already relatively successful when he reached the middle stage of Jindan, but what about this?

...

More than 100 years old, Jin Dan's mid-stage cultivation, no matter what aspect he is, he can't be considered very bad, and he should even be regarded as relatively good, but for some reason, he is still very self-denying.

He didn't continue to go towards the wilderness, where there were monsters everywhere, and as long as he didn't die, he could get a lot of immortal cultivation resources, but for his current state, it was not suitable.

He headed towards the interior of the Great Qi Dynasty, and after flying some distance, he chose to trek through mountains and rivers on foot.

When he came to this world, he started to fly for the first time, which was when he was most excited and happy, and then although he was flying faster and faster, flying higher and higher, he did not have the comfortable feeling of riding a cooing bird.

At that time, he was full of sorrow, and only every time he started the chirping bird and overlooked the mountains and rivers in the air, could he release the pressure a little and forget the loneliness of a foreign land for a while.

He walked inland from Weilong City, walking without sleep for more than two months, Jin Dan absorbed the aura of heaven and earth on his own, replenished the needs of his body, and the tenacity and strength of his divine soul, so that even if he did not sleep for two months, he did not feel any discomfort.

When I came out of Weilong City, it was midsummer, which was the time when all the creatures in the world were the most vigorous, and all the plants were the most lush, but at this time, they began to turn to decay, and the autumn wind gradually rose, and some plants had begun to turn yellow.

He passed by the villages and cities of mortals, sometimes stopping to observe them, but he was not particularly touched, these mortals rose and rested at sunset, some were destitute and deprived, some were rich and laughing.

"Hee-hee..."

"Hehe..."

On the edge of a large wheat field, a group of dirty children were playing, Yang Quan glanced at it slightly, but still shook his head, still without any touch, he felt that he was immersed in loss, and even a little numb, and had the illusion that he was about to lose all feelings.

"If I continue like this, will I be a walking corpse?"

"Master Long, they all agree that I am the demon in advance when I was married, but why do I always feel... What other factors?"

"Consciousness, soul, consciousness, soul..."

Yang Quan walked silently, thinking in his heart that he was immersed in such a mental state, and many people and things that he originally cared about and remembered in his heart also had a vague feeling.

He recalled that when he was in the Imperial Spirit Sect, Xiaoxiao's thin body, carrying his dying self on his back, had no way to ask for help in the sect, and he cried helplessly with a dazed whisper, he remembered that in Quanzhou, the first time he heard that the tribe worshiped immortal cultivators, and all kinds of cruel facts, he was filled with righteous indignation, and also remembered that outside Sanyuan City, more than 20 big forces forced him, only Liu Fangfei secretly helped her, and remembered a lot of memorable things, but it was difficult for him to fluctuate in his heart...

"The demons in my heart when I was a baby were mainly doubts about the meaning of my own practice... But now, I have clearly lost other emotions, and my consciousness is weakening, and those dry bones and unforgettable memories in the past, even the blood feud can't trigger my mood swings, and the problem should be much more serious than Master Long's judgment..."

Passing through the village, along the official road Yang Quan is still walking aimlessly, the clouds in the sky slowly accumulate, and when night falls, there is a light rain in the sky, Yang Quan's divine sense spreads, and after some exploration, he sped up and flew to a small ruined temple to avoid the rain.

This ruined temple is very small, so small that Yang Quan stands inside, and after the rain outside is heavy, it can splash on the hem of his clothes, and a hurried figure passes through the rain and goes straight to this ruined temple.

"Smack. ”

"Smack. ”

"Yo, there's someone! I'm sorry, brother, it's raining so hard, let's squeeze together, okay?"

This is a middle-aged man, and his clothes are not shabby, and some people can only say this when they see the broken temple.

"Whatever. ”

"Hey, then thank you, little brother!" The middle-aged man laughed and squeezed next to Yang Quan, his wet clothes were next to Yang Quan, but Yang Quan didn't care, his consciousness was still slowly drifting away, and he didn't care about this kind of trivial matter at all.

"Little brother, are you going back to the countryside to visit relatives, or are you going to the city in a hurry?" The middle-aged man had nothing to say, at this time the rain was pouring down, the weather was very bad, and he couldn't hurry for a while.

Yang Quan shook his head slightly, but didn't say anything.

"Isn't it? That's right, the little brother is dressed like this, to be honest, I really don't see what he does. The middle-aged man stopped talking, and the two of them became distracted.

Yang Quan didn't want to be distracted, but his consciousness was slowly dissipating and volatilizing, passively distracted. The rain fell all night, and it was only a little smaller at dawn, this broken temple had no place to lie, and even the position of the station was very crowded, the middle-aged man stood all night, physically and mentally exhausted, but when he saw that the rain was small, his face showed a hint of joy.

"Little brother, come, can you eat some too? Don't be disgusted, there are a lot of inconvenient things on the road. The middle-aged man took out some dry food and handed it to Yang Quan.

It was a dry hard steamed bun, Yang Quan took two bites casually, and continued to wander, his mental state became worse and worse, and he couldn't concentrate at all, and when he came back to his senses, he was already alone in the small temple, and on the muddy road, a deep footprint stretched into the distance.

There is still half a dry and hard steamed bun in his hand, Yang Quan silently stuffed it into his mouth, it has been a few months since he came out of Weilong City, his mental state is getting worse and worse, and he is more and more aware that he is not only a demon in advance, but also has more serious problems, if he can't find a suitable way, then he is not far from becoming a blank person.

"Spirit... Consciousness is the god, the soul is the carrier, among my divine souls, there are many of them are increased by the external force of the Heavenly Sacrifice Spiritual Technique, this part of the soul did not feel anything before, but now it seems that it may be the extra part of the soul that dilutes my consciousness. Yang Quan made such a judgment.

"And if it's just diluting consciousness, then it's not so serious, it's just that the unhappiness in my heart for a long time, the depression has caused the demons that I would only encounter when I was a baby to explode in advance, so that..."

What is it like to lose emotion, emotion, or even consciousness a little bit?

The answer is that there is no feeling, it is obviously an extremely serious matter, but Yang Quan is even afraid and worried is very weak, obviously his reason has felt creepy, but his consciousness is calm like an idiot.

The purple gold boots fell into the mud, the robe was covered with muddy water, and Yang Quan walked on the muddy road, with no joy or sadness on his face.