"Memory... That part of the memory, which I always thought was lost..."

Yang Quan muttered, but... How do I find a memory that has been lost? The only clue to this memory is that I "feel" that I have lost it.

"Uh-huh!"

Yang Quan frantically hit the sandbag, and he was so tired that he collapsed on the chair, and his arms trembled uncontrollably, and then stopped.

"I really don't want to be a thinker, a philosopher or anything," he said viciously but forcefully, and he himself did not know why he had to distinguish between truth and falsehood, the world was a real mess, and he had to spend all his spare time thinking about these paradoxes because of a feeling.

"It feels... For a feeling that has no reason... I'm ridiculous... Hahahaha!"

He was frantic and annoyed, this feeling made him lose a lot of things, but feelings are feelings, not something that can be manipulated by the supervisor's consciousness, no matter how incredible this feeling is, it is actually affecting Yang Quan's behavior.

...

Time passed, the Jin Dan in Yang Quan's body rotated more and more slowly, and the energy circulation in the body was also slowing down, the Jin Dan was connected to consciousness, although the Jin Dan that lost consciousness could operate on its own for a period of time, but if it was a long time, it would naturally lose its vitality.

And at that time, in front of the word Jindan, the word ownerless can be added......

In the past year, Luo Qianqian has been guarding in the cave, not going out to exercise or practice, Wang Siyuan is both practicing and taking care of both, and the cultivation is gradually about to build the foundation, but there is still more than a year before the Dengxian Conference, she prepared in advance and asked Luo Qianqian a lot of things about the Dengxian Conference.

Wang Siyuan has a flexible mind, originally she saw that Yang Quan was about to marry Dan, and her heart was even more determined to follow Yang Quan's side, which helped her practice a lot, but according to the current situation, Yang Quan's chance of marrying Dan is really not big, there is a big probability, he has fallen into a place where the demons are very deep, and he is going to sit in the retreat room...

"Qianqian, after entering the Dengxian Conference, I will look for opportunities by myself at the beginning, and then I will form a team with others to enter, right?

Luo Qianqian was in a low mood, and she was not in the mood to answer, but at first, she was hindered by hypocritical answers, but Wang Siyuan asked again and again, and she couldn't help but be impatient and angry.

“...！”

"Sister Qianqian... What's wrong?" Wang Siyuan asked cautiously, but in her heart she had already figured out why Luo Qianqian was angry, she was worried about the person in the retreat room, but she was repeatedly disturbed, and there was more and more obvious careful thinking...

“... It's okay..."Luo Qianqian lay on the stone table, turned her head, tears accumulated in her eyes, but she sighed in her heart: In the end, the master can see it accurately, this Wang Siyuan is a little cold... But also, she doesn't have any serious relationship with us.

Wang Siyuan didn't dare to ask again, her current position was indeed very embarrassing, it must be very difficult for her to become stronger and want to rise, these difficulties are temporary. In all fairness, she is also very sympathetic to Luo Qianqian's feelings, the closest master may be about to sit down, which is naturally painful, but in her opinion, pain is pain, but the road still has to go on, how can she give up food because of choking.

"Senior Yang has carried me for this period of time, if I have the opportunity, I will naturally repay the favor, but he is dead, so if Sister Qianqian is in trouble in the future, I can give appropriate help..."

...

"Does the lost memory have anything to do with the dream?"

For more than a year, Yang Quan has basically determined that the part of his lost memory is shown in the dream, and he has a lot of evidence, but if he looks closely, he finds that there is no real evidence, just a feeling and speculation.

On this day, Yang Quan was still thinking about the truth and falsehood, and the phone did ring suddenly, it was his father calling. Yang Quan sighed, very hesitant in his heart, because if his latest guess is correct, then everything in this world is also fake, parents, relatives and friends...

"Hey, Dad. ”

"Can you bring someone back for the Chinese New Year this year?"

"Uh, what kind of person?" Yang Quan was stunned for a moment, and then reacted, he asked himself to bring a girlfriend back, but he didn't answer, he knew his own things, he really couldn't do this, this was not before, as long as he was healthy and willing to work hard, someone would favor him, with his own conditions, no one would look at him.

There was silence on the phone for a while, and after a long time, he sighed and hung up the phone.

Yang Quan felt uncomfortable, it was almost the New Year, and this phone call made him not know whether he should go back or not.

"It's so true... It's so real..."

Yang Quan hugged his head and cried bitterly, not because of his girlfriend, but because of his father's phone call, some memories retrieved in the dream, it was almost clear that this world was false and unreal.

But the nostalgia for his parents and relatives made him unable to believe his own inference, in the past few decades, he thought of his parents countless times, felt that he owed too much, so he left them, but now he can hear their voices again, all this is so real...

"The world is really fake..."

"No... How can it be fake, Yang Quan! Do you dare to go and look at their faces and tell them that this is fake?"

“...”

"If it's all fake, then what's real? Is that immortal cultivation world you imagined? Is it the apprentice you trained single-handedly? or is it the one who wants to be your concubine?"

"No... It's not like that..."

"Don't lie to me, how can you fool me, I'm you, admit it!

"It's not. ”

"Hahaha! When your voice calms down, it means that you are not lying? You dare to say that you don't have this idea? Do you search hard and find evidence that the world is false? No! Then you fantasize and fantasize and imagine by yourself, and you create a world that does not exist and deny everything here!"

“...”

You think you're guilty of your parents, but your parents are here, and you think they're fake, they raised you, and when you're not old, you dislike them, right?"

"You, me. ”

"What? What nonsense? Am I not right, you blame them, you want to say: Why is my father not Li Xcheng? You obey them on the surface, and you say that you are grateful to them, but you actually hate them, right? Hate them for not giving you a good background, hate them..."

"You said: you, me. ”

"Are you going to quibble? Am I not right? You say that you don't work hard, and you have failed in your life so far, but in your heart you blame your parents for not working hard, so that you have today's result..."

“...”

You are a hypocritical person, obviously a guy with a bad path, dark and filthy in your heart, evil and unkind, but you have to pretend to be affectionate, righteous and have a bottom line, pretend to be a good person, pretend..."

“...”

"Do you really want to give up everything here for a world that you have made up? Don't you even want to pretend? Yes, yes, you can comfort yourself, this is a false world, what kind of bullshit world you have created is real, you have been coveting the bodies of those fairy fairies you have made up in your heart, right?"

“...”

"Do you want me to help you count? There are too many people who are greedy, but it's a pity that most people don't care about you, right? Yang Xiaoxiao, Qin Sirong, Hua Yingyue, Hua Yingxue, Qing Fairy, Wang Siyuan? Come to think of it, I also missed one Liu Fangfei and Lin Muhua, didn't you? Huang Yuan, you also covet it, right?"

"Uh... Ah..."Yang Quan knelt on the table and forcibly suppressed himself from crying, after so many years, counting more than half a time in the world of cultivating immortals, he was already nearly a hundred years old, but at this time he was still crying like a child, so lonely and sad...

And the voice in my ear is still telling...