Changsheng pondered for a long time and shook his head. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

So, what you see is not necessarily what you see is real, what you see is what you want to see. Do you really know what the real world is like?"

Demoiselle takes the carp off the hook and throws it into the lake.

"Does my heart think that all this is fake, that all of this is fake?" asked Changsheng in bewilderment.

Demoiselle nodded and said, "Yes, all this is fake, and it is a phantom of the world I left in your heart!"

Changsheng's heart was shocked, and he shouted, "All this is fake?"

Demoiselle nodded, hooked the bait, and threw the hook into the lake.

"No way, I've spent fifty years here, can't I even tell the difference between truth and falsehood?"

"Is it Zhuang Zhou's dream of butterflies, or is it butterfly dreams of Zhuang Zhou? Being in a dream, how do you know it's a dream?" said slowly, "Think about it, why haven't you had a single attack of cold poison in the past fifty years?"

Changsheng stood for a long time, and said in a trembling voice: "Could it be ...... Is it just a dream for the past 50 years? I don't believe it!"

With a wave of his hand, a man in black appeared out of thin air, and the man saluted him and said, "I wonder what I was asked to do?"

Demoiselle pointed at Changsheng and said, "Tell him what illusion is!"

The man took out a sword and slashed at Changsheng in the distance, Changsheng was losing his mind, defenseless, his right arm was cut off by the man, screaming, Changsheng covered his broken arm, and almost fainted.

"Is your arm really broken?" asked Demoiselle.

Changsheng suddenly felt that the broken arm was no longer painful, and when he looked at it again, his right arm was intact and there was no scar.

"It's not that your arm is broken, it's that your heart thinks your arm is broken, and that's the nature of the illusion!" said Demoika quietly.

Changsheng sat down and muttered, "Fifty years...... Fifty years...... A dream!haha, it turned out that I just thought I did it!"

Lysa Weng let out a long sigh and said, "You have only been here for 50 years, what are you worth? Once a cultivator is trapped in a delusional realm, it will be a thousand years as soon as he leaves, and what is the gain in 50 years? If you can't break through all kinds of falsehoods, it will be a void in the end." ”

Changsheng suddenly felt that the sky had fallen, his Dao heart was shaken, and it turned out that everything was fake.

Ignoring Changsheng, Demoiselle said, "The virtual space opened up by the Purple Mansion is similar to this one, except that the world there is made up of the Tao you have enlightened......

"Shut up!" Changsheng said angrily, "Since it's all false, what else are you talking about Purple Mansion? It's all fake! What am I doing here? Let me out!"

"This is naturally an illusion, could it be that when you go out, everything you see is true?"

Changsheng was stunned for a long time, and suddenly laughed twice, and said: "Yes, this is fake, is it true outside? In this case, what else am I fighting with him? It's all fake, you are fake, he is fake, the man in black is fake, he is all lying to me, Yao'er is also lying to me, the old devil is probably also lying to me, Grandpa Illusion may not have lied to me!"

It's all fake, it's all a lie, hahahaha, I'm not playing!"

Changsheng stood up and ran away.

Looking at the immortal in the distance, the black-clothed puppet whispered: "Why don't you tell him the truth, why bother with him?"

Looking at the immortal life in the distance, he shook his head and replied, "Tell him the truth? It's too early! His method can't be practiced by relying on the tenacity of the Dao heart alone. ”

The black-clothed puppet said again: "I'm only afraid...... The host went to great lengths...... If it is lost here, it is really not worth it!"

Lisa Weng snorted coldly, and said coldly: "What do you have to do with me, now I am just a formation spirit, and you are just a puppet, he ordered it, and the old man did it with all his heart, he had great ambitions, but the old man did not!"

The man in black lowered his head, stayed for a long time, and then disappeared.

"It's unbearable, no one can help you, if the Dao heart collapses, you will never be able to get out of this illusion. Dao heart is sincere, difficult, difficult, difficult!" sighed.

I don't know how long he ran, Changsheng fell on a big bluestone, hugged his head and cried, and suddenly felt someone hugging him, "whooshing" to stop, and wiping his face with his little hands.

"Little monkey!" Changsheng shouted, opening his eyes, only to see the hazy lake, the reeds undulating with the wind, a vague red sun had sunk half of it, how could there be any little monkeys.

Fifty years have passed, and the little monkey may have already died, and even if he was alive, I am afraid that he would have forgotten all about him. A sense of desolation rose in Changsheng's heart, and an irrepressible loneliness welled up in his heart.

"What am I in this world?

If it weren't for the vision in Taoyuan Town, how would Grandpa Illusory care about me?

If it weren't for the Qinglong Town Evil Jade Pendant, I'm afraid Xu Yuanzong wouldn't have bothered to bother plotting against me.

If you didn't want to use me, how could you save me, old devil, and pass on my Nine Hell Divine Powers, and open the stone path?

If I hadn't gotten the so-called inheritance and could help him leave the Inheritance Valley, how could Situ Wujiao help me?

If I weren't that stupid boy from Taoyuan Town, how could Lu Benchu do everything possible to calculate me, and how could Yao'er look at me squarely?"

Changsheng roared towards the sky, his heart was so sour that he was crazy.

"It turns out that no one in this world has ever really cared about me.

Grandpa delusional lied to me, Han Yuer bullied me, Xu Yuanzong plotted against me, the old devil and Situ Wujiao used me, Lu Benchu calculated me, and Yao'er deceived me.

It turns out that all people have their own minds, and it turns out that everyone, whether they are good to me or bad to me, is just because I have what they need, and no one cares who I am.

What about being strong, what does it mean to be lonely and immortal?

Actually, I'm just a speck of insignificant dust!

What am I? Leave it all aside, I'm nothing, nothing!

Who will look at me squarely? What true feelings, what vows and alliances, just a one-night spring dream, an illusory! After eating all the birds and scattering, only a vast white forest is left!

The man in black, you may not have any good intentions, you must also want to use me, hahaha, the people who use me are not enough, why should I be used by you?"

I don't know when, thunder and lightning in the sky, torrential rain poured, and Changsheng's clothes were soaked.

Holding a spear, Changsheng Yao pointed at the sky and laughed: "Fake, it's all fake! Your sky is also fake! You false sky, I'll stab you to death!"

Changsheng shook his arm and threw it violently, and the spear slammed into the sky with a "whoosh", and a thunderclap sounded in the air, which was slashing at the spear, smashing the spear to pieces.

"Haha, it's good to be broken, it's good to be broken!" Changsheng laughed wildly, his face didn't know whether it was rain or tears, "You false God, what are you hiding behind your back?

I'm not doing it, I'm not playing, if you have the ability, you can split me, I'll be here, come and split me!

The electric snake jumped in all directions, the thunder roared, and a lightning bolt was slashing into a century-old tree in the woods, splitting the ancient tree in half, igniting a soaring flame, and soon it was extinguished by the downpour.

"Why don't you come and split me?" "Why don't you come and split the big tree?" Changsheng roared, "Do you only have such skills, persimmons pick soft pinch?"

......

I don't know when the rain gradually stopped, Changsheng also slowly calmed down, sitting cross-legged on the bluestone, the rain dripped down his hair and clothes, Changsheng's body was hot, but his heart was as cold as ice.