Facing the family in front of him, Yang Jian was completely stunned at this time, why hadn't this illusion been broken yet? I saw that Yang Tianyou's perennial plain face had also faintly darkened because of his self-cultivation, and the thought that he was going to be punished suddenly rose in Yang Jian's heart. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Sure enough, Yang Tianyou approached and knocked on Yang Jian's skull with his big hand, which was a little rough because of his hard life in his early years: "You kid, I told you a long time ago, don't always play with those Taoist priests, they may teach you something." Look at what you just looked like!"

Yao Ji was shocked by Yang Jian's movements just now, it was originally a very warm scene, but Yang Jian pushed himself away and made a few gestures very inexplicably, which instantly cooled down the scene, such an abrupt performance made Yao Ji also feel that she could no longer let her children 'play together' with those Taoist priests.

Yang Chan didn't realize the change in the atmosphere caused by Yang Jian's actions just now, but she just felt that Yang Jian of the Divine Dao was a little strange, so she echoed her father Yang Tianyou's words, nodded her little head and pretended to be an adult, and concluded: "The second brother has always been very strange since he played with those Taoist priests, and he never bullied me before." ”

Yang Tianyou was really moved by Yang Chan's words, and directly took out a book on the bamboo bookshelf at random and said: "This 'Zi Dao Gang' will be copied for me a thousand times, and you are not allowed to leave the room if you can't finish copying." He directly pulled Yang Chan and Yaoji out of the room.

Yang Jian was left alone in his room, but he did not immediately start copying the 'Zi Dao Gang' as Yang Tianyou requested, but kept pinching his handprints, chanting mantras, meditating, and meditating, trying all the knowledge he had learned about strengthening the spirit and breaking the illusion one by one, trying to break the environment that trapped him.

He definitely doesn't believe that what he sees now is true, because he doesn't believe that the hundred years of memories in his mind are fake, if it is just a dream, and that dream can be so real and so long?

But half a day passed, and he still didn't break this illusion he thought he had, but didn't eat dinner because he didn't copy the volume of 'Zi Dao Gang'.

Yang Tianyou once after dinner, saw that Yang Jian was still meditating with his eyes closed, and the bamboo slips on the table were motionless, and the anger in his heart came up a little, so he directly put down the cruel words: "You obsessive rebel, if you don't copy this 'Zi Dao Gang' a hundred times, I will definitely not be allowed to eat, even if your mother persuades me, it is useless, I want to see how long you can last." ”

After listening to it at that time, Yang Jian opened his eyes and glanced at Yang Tianyou flatly, did not speak or get up, and did not continue to close his eyes until Yang Tianyou left, trying to meditate and meditate, and use his spiritual power to see through the illusion.

After that, Yang Chan and Yaoji also came once, and used various methods to persuade him to give up those Shinto things, listen to his father's words, and copy the 'Zidao Gang' a hundred times. But Yang Jian was still unmoved, once he decided that this was an illusion, then his heart would be as tenacious and ruthless as gold and iron, and he would definitely not give up his decision.

It wasn't until the early morning of the next day that Yang Jian finally tried all the spells he knew, and he couldn't help but think in the depths of his heart that his profound and clear one-hundred-year memory was really a dream, and the current environment and relatives were real.

He collapsed on his pearwood bed, thinking about how he could prove that everything was real or circumstance. At this time, he felt all kinds of real sensations from his body: cold, hunger, thirst, and fatigue because he had lost the extreme concentration he had before.

These various perceptions made Yang Jian's thoughts become heavy and cloudy, and this feeling made him feel the reality of everything around him, what illusion could limit the monk's thoughts? In the memory of a hundred years, he recalled a book about illusion and illusion, which clearly stated that such an illusion did not exist.

At this time, Yang Jian finally had to admit that everything here was not an illusion. But then why is everything around me the same as my memories from a hundred years ago? Could it be that I was brought back a hundred years ago by the power of 'Shihiko' or 'time', and I was reborn?

So how can he prove that he was reborn instead of having a long dream? He decided to first cultivate the Shangqing Immortal Method passed down from the Sect Interception Sect Saint Tongtian Sect Master, and if the Shangqing Immortal Method in his memory can be cultivated and cultivated, then his memory must be true, and he must be reborn. He really wished he was born again and not dreaming, there were so many things in that dream that he couldn't let go.

The Shangqing Immortal Law is passed on from the master of the Tongtian Sect, with internal accumulation as the foundation, and external force as the help to build the foundation. Therefore, even people without any qualifications can easily embark on the path of cultivating immortals, which is also one of the important factors in intercepting the ten thousand immortals to come to the dynasty.

Under Yang Jian's mobilization, the essence in the physical body was turned into true qi one by one and refined into his dantian as the root of true qi, and the aura of heaven and earth in the outside world also poured into the pores and was refined into the outer layer of the dantian as the true qi consumed according to the guidance of the mysterious spell.

By the time this first cultivation was over, the room was already flooded with warm sunlight. Yang Jian opened his eyes and felt that his spirit was very strong, and his physical body was also full of energy, and the cold, hunger, thirst and fatigue before were all gone. Because the Shangqing Immortal Law can indeed be cultivated, Yang Jian is sure that everything in his memory is also true, and now he has been reborn, returning to the tragedy that happened to him a hundred years ago.

At this time, the mother Yaoji came again, bringing the breakfast secretly prepared from the back kitchen. Seeing the glorious and energetic Yang Jian, Yao Ji seemed a little hesitant, but still joked with a sense of teasing: "Erlang, are you hiding something in the room? That's why you dare to be so angry with your father." ”

Yang Jian saw his mother Yaoji's face, thinking that she had discovered something about her cultivation, so she no longer endured it, and said directly: "Mother, I didn't hide anything to eat, the reason why I am in such a good state now is because I have cultivated the 'Shangqing Immortal Method', and the reason why I will 'Shangqing Immortal Method' is because I am from a hundred years later, and I have been reborn. ”

Yao Ji didn't feel any touch when she heard the 'Shangqing Immortal Method' in Yang Jian's words, but instead stretched out her jade-like slender hand and put it on Yang Jian's kowtow to test the temperature, and said, "I don't have a fever! ”

Yang Jian thought that his mother would have to hide it anymore, so he said directly: "Mother, I already know that you are the sister of Haotian God, and you are a fairy who has descended from heaven to earth privately. ”