When Yue Buqun was having lunch, people kept talking to him, and took the initiative to introduce his identity and origin-what he wanted to do in the first place, he came here like Yue Buqun, and after "enlightenment", he chose to join this Pure Heaven Sect to create a world of great harmony under heaven.

Some people introduced themselves as a poor and remote county official, some introduced themselves as a talent who had repeatedly failed to win the awards, and some people even exaggerated that they were once elders of the Demon Sect. Most people are blowing high, and they also need a few people to be a foil when they are lower, for example, there is a woman who claims to have been performing in the Qinglou and was rescued by the Pure Heaven Sect.

These people took great pains to fool around, wanting Yue Buqun to know that no matter what kind of identity he was, he could mix with "high-level figures" here, but unfortunately for Yue Buqun, there was no effect at all, and all they did was useless.

First of all, he didn't know who he was at all, and his status didn't matter to him at all. Second, Yue Buqun didn't plan to leave at all, and he didn't care about what everyone said at the moment, he was worried about finding a beauty.

He heard everything everyone said, and after listening to it, he passed, and he didn't even think about it, so it was natural to think it was all bragging. Only when he heard the word "Demon Sect" did Yue Buqun frown, and looked at the man with strange eyes, wanting to say something, but he didn't know what to say for a while.

Everyone showed up to speak around, and only one person had not yet spoken, that is, the thick-eyed uncle who was sitting behind Yue Buqun during the lecture, named Shi Yi. He had only been here for a few days, but unlike Yue Buqun, he had already paid a hundred taels of teaching fees and became an official "Heavenly God Emissary" of the Pure Heaven Sect.

Everyone was almost done, and when it was Shi Yi's turn, he said slowly: "Looking at this world, where is not my family? Where can't I cultivate? I must practice in a specific place? Ignorant people think that if they join a certain sect and obtain a certain status, they will become immortals and become holy, but have you really found your 'true self'?"

Yue Buqun was slightly stunned, and said secretly in his heart: "Where is not my family? Is he mentioning me?" pondered in his heart, and asked again: "What is the 'true self'?"

Shi Yi seemed to be smiling instead of smiling, and answered the question: "In ancient times, there were real people, who raised heaven and earth, grasped yin and yang, breathed essence, guarded the gods independently, and had one muscle, so they could live the world and the world, and there was no end time. ”

Suddenly, a person on the other side said with a solemn expression: "Angel Shi, use your brains when you speak, don't cause trouble to the new angel." We didn't know what we were going to do before, but it was only after joining the Pure Heaven Sect that we found a new life and understood how we should behave!"

"Be a man?" Shi Yi still had that smiling expression, and turned his head to ask Yue Buqun, "What about you, do you know who you are?"

Yue Buqun was depressed, and replied without thinking about it: "It's Yue Buqun down there." Intentionally or unintentionally, he actually said his real name!

Shi Yi was slightly stunned, he knew a little about medical science, and he saw that Yue Buqun had lost his memory, so he wanted to use this method to arouse his memory, but unexpectedly heard the words "Yue Buqun". "The gentleman Jianyue is not a group", he is famous in the rivers and lakes, like thunder, how did he lose his memory? Why did he come here again?

Then Shi Yi was relieved, "Gentleman Jianyue Buqun" is a fifty or sixty-year-old uncle, but the person in front of him is a seventeen or eighteen-year-old guy, maybe he has the same name, right? Thinking of this, he grinned: "Then why are you depressed, you can't remember who you are?"

Yue Buqun patted his head: "I remember, my name is Yue Buqun! Your name is Shi Yi, I heard you say it in the morning." ”

Shi Yi nodded and whispered: "I'm much older than you, you can teach me Uncle Yi, everyone calls me that." The reason why you have lost your memory may be that you have suffered a catastrophe and will inevitably be found by the enemy, and it is best not to use your real name until you remember it all. ”

Yue Buqun nodded thoughtfully, and lowered his head to eat again.

・・・・・・

After eating, there was nothing to do, but these people were still not idle, and they pulled Yue Buqun to practice the five-bird opera together, shamelessly saying that they wanted to "double cultivate with their lives". Practicing the Five Fowl Opera seems to be useless to this cult that is determined to make money, but it has another "profound meaning." If a cult wants to control people's heads, it cannot leave free time for people to ponder around, and if they come up with something, they will have lost all their efforts.

Ostensibly formal missionary preaching is not the most important occasion for the development of believers, and the so-called nonsense activities of various exchanges between the faithful are often more important. Many people who join the Pure Heaven Sect do not understand the true doctrinal scriptures, but they join for a reason that has something to do with it.

The "Five Fowl Opera" they practiced was just a set of movements, and they did not add the mental formulas that matched it, so they had little effect or even no use at all. However, this afternoon, Yue Buqun also forgot to worry for the time being, anyway, he couldn't figure out what was going on with him, and it was useless to worry. He had already thought that since he was a beautiful woman he saw in a dream and a Taoist temple, he should be able to see it again when he went to bed at night or listened to a lecture tomorrow.

The day passed like this very quickly.

At night, Yue Buqun still lived in that small room, which was said to be to encourage the "new angels" to encourage. When it was time to wash up at night, everyone also gave him priority.

When he was sleeping, Yue Buqun suddenly thought of the sentence "Thinking is forgetful, being weak is lucky, dying is alive, and being yang is yin." ”

He tried according to his words, at first the tide of thought fluctuated, and it was difficult to return to the photo, but then the sentence that the beauty said in the morning flashed in his mind: "At the beginning of the avenue, the nine tricks are cultivated, and the nine tricks are connected to the spiritual platform, and the spring rushes through the spring like the wind." According to luck, for a long time, I gradually felt calm, and a breath of fresh air that was not warm or cold in the dantian gradually surged up, and the summer heat was unbearable, and it slowly faded away.

In fact, it is impossible for a person who does not know the art of luck to cultivate according to the mental method. However, this luck technique, Yue Buqun had performed countless times before he lost his memory, and at this moment, in a daze, it naturally unfolded.

Xuanmen Zhengzong pays attention to walking, living, sitting and lying down are all cultivation, although Yue Buqun is lying down, he has also entered the fixed realm. He found this strange feeling, but the long-awaited beauty did not come. Disappointed, he thought to himself: "Maybe you can only see a beauty in the dojo?" Thinking of this, he really felt tired, so he fell asleep unconsciously.

After falling asleep, he lost his concentration and had many chaotic dreams, until he was woken up again by the sound of chanting at dawn. His body didn't feel any different, but for some reason he felt very hungry, and he ate three bowls of rice for breakfast.

The next morning, Yue Buqun was not arranged to go to the lecture, he felt a little impatient, he still wanted to find a beauty, and although the other people in the room had nothing to do, they all seemed to be very busy. At this moment, someone shouted: "The master is here!"

The people in the room rushed to the door like a chicken's blood, Master Xiaoyao walked in accompanied by Liu Shimei, some people leaned down and rushed to salute Master Xiaoyao, and some people fanned him and wiped his sweat with a towel, and his enthusiasm was like welcoming the emperor, which made Yue Buqun stunned.