Chapter 18: Reality?

This also explains why Xiao Qinmiao felt familiar the moment she saw Chen Ping, but she couldn't remember it.

The more Chen Ping thought about it, the more distressed he became, and he thought of the past when he was with Ji Lingruo before. Ben Dezi looked at Chen Ping, isn't this person stimulated by anything, why do he laugh sometimes and cry sometimes, it's really strange.

The current Chen Ping is no longer thinking about cultivation, but thinking about how to help Ji Lingruo, that is, the current Xiao Qinmiao, recover his original memory.

Suddenly, Chen Ping thought of something, looked at Ben Dezi and said, "Uncle Shi, do you have any exercises that can help a person who has lost his memory to recover his memory?"

"Recover your memory, who are you going to help recover your memory?" asked Bendeko, as if he had thought of something.

Then Ben Dezi shook his head again and said: "Impossible, this is too strange, I have been cultivating for more than a thousand years, and I have never encountered such a strange thing, how is it possible." ”

"Uncle Shi, what strange thing are you talking about. Chen Ping asked curiously.

"Oh, it's nothing," he said, taking Chen Ping's hand violently, "Who do you want to help recover his memory?" and whether your beloved died nine months ago. ”

Chen Ping was frightened by Ben Dezi's action, shrunk his neck and said, "Uncle Shi, I don't know if my beloved is still alive or dead now, I don't know." ”

"Then who do you want to help recover your memory, you give me an honest answer today, otherwise, I will destroy your soul, and then let you never be reborn. Bendezi said sternly.

"Master, Uncle Ancestor, don't scare me, I, I said it's not okay, can you listen to me tell a story before you say me?" Chen Ping stammered, he didn't dare to provoke this Uncle Ancestor now, as long as people had one thought, they would die again.

"Okay, you say, if you don't give me a satisfactory answer today, you see how I clean you up. Bendeko said.

"Well, okay" Chen Ping then began to tell about what happened around him.

Chen Ping recalled: "It happened about nine months ago, and I am not from this world. After Chen Ping finished speaking, Ben Dezi grabbed Chen Ping and said: "What, you said that you are not from this world, so how did you come here, you tell me honestly, otherwise." Bendeko made a vicious expression as he spoke.

"I am not a person of this world, how can I say that this body is a person of this world, but the soul is not a person of this world. I was in the old world, my family background was very good, and then something happened, and since then, I have had a strange dream every day. The world in my dream is very similar to here, as long as I close my eyes, I can dream of a person who claims to be the left protector of the Demon Feather Sect called Sha Chao, chasing and killing me. Chen Ping seems to have returned to the past.

At this time, I heard Ben Dezi say: "You said that you dreamed of a person who claimed to be the Left Protector of the Demon Feather Sect, and his name was Sha Chao? and he was still chasing and killing you? And this incident happened in another space, another body of you?"

Chen Ping nodded and said, "Yes, this dream is very strange, the Demon Feather Sect Left Protector also said that I stole their blue jade sword." ”

"Then have you heard of the Demon Feather Sect before?" asked Bendeko strangely.

"No, there don't seem to be cultivators in our world, my family background is very prominent over there, but I've never heard of any cultivators, let alone any Demon Feather Sect. Chen Ping replied.

Ben Dezi looked at Chen Ping's eyes to see if he was lying, but what he saw was sincerity, and then he thought about it and said slowly: "Do you know, the Demon Feather Sect you are talking about is the Demon Sect of this world, and it is also the largest sect, including the Left Protector you said, which is also of this world." I'm wondering now, you haven't come into contact with the cultivator at that time, how can you dream of this Demon Feather Sect. After saying that, Bendeko shook his head.

"Uncle Shi, what you said is true, there is also a sect called the Demon Feather Sect here, and that Sha Chao is also from this world. How is it possible, I 、、、、," Chen Ping said hurriedly.

"Well, yes, you go on, and we'll talk about that later. Bendeko said.

"Well, and then every time I see him coming after me, I wake up. It went on for about a month. But just before I came into this world, that day, I was so tired that I went back to my room and went to sleep, but I slept for a while, and I dreamed of them again, and they chased me with big knives, and then I woke up after they killed me. However, when I woke up, I saw, I saw that I was sleeping in bed, but how could I see myself sleeping in bed, and then I realized that my soul was out of my body, and my soul was floating on my body. Chen Ping recalls everything that happened that day.

After resting for a while, he continued: "I saw my body, lying there motionless, and then I saw the door open, and my beloved Ji Lingruo, who looked like Xiao Qinmiao, came in and saw me lying on the bed, and then exclaimed, at that time, I found out that I had died in that world, and then my mother also came in." Chen Ping said this, his face was already full of tears, and even Ben Dezi listened attentively.

Chen Ping thought for a while and then said: "Just when my mother came in, a black hole suddenly appeared behind me, which sucked my soul into it in an instant, and when I woke up, I came to a strange environment, and later, I learned that I came to this world and came to Yuantian City." Then my soul fell into the body of a person in Yuantian City who had the same name as my previous life, and then I took possession of his body, but I still kept his memory. Finally, I heard that there are cultivators who can shatter the void after cultivating to Mahayana, and I thought, if I can become a cultivator, after my Mahayana, I can go back to my original space, go to my mother, find my beloved. Chen Ping couldn't stop crying after speaking.

"Then what do you say, you don't know whether your beloved is alive or dead. Bendeko asked.

"Because, because just yesterday in that illusion, I returned to my previous world, and after seeing me die, I chased Ji Lingruo out, and then saw her scorched black by lightning, and later, I woke up. Then you said that Xiao Qinmiao was born nine months ago, and after she recovered, she changed her personality. So, Uncle Shi, I wonder if there is such a possibility, that is, Ji Lingruo's soul also came to this world like me. Then it fell into Xiao Qinmiao's body, but it wasn't clear, as if the souls of the two of them coincided, instead of devouring like me. Chen Ping talked about what happened in Yuan Tianxuan's heart and his own speculation.

After listening to Chen Ping's words, Bendezi fell into deep thought. For a moment, the room fell silent. About half an hour later, Ben Dezi raised his head, looked at Chen Ping and said calmly: "Well, I know this, don't tell anyone else." I went to look up the classics, and then went to see Xiao Qinmiao's situation. Ben Dezi thought for a while and said, "You can meditate here today, and tomorrow I will take you to the ancestor's room to understand." Whether or not you succeed depends on your creation. After speaking, Ben Dezi disappeared in front of Chen Ping.

After Chen Ping saw Ben Dezi disappear, he began to ponder. Thinking about his past there, all kinds of things, including thinking of Xiao Qinmiao's things. I don't know if Ji Lingruo in that world is still alive, and if the scene he saw is real.

If the scene he saw was true, then what should he do, could it be that Ji Lingruo's memory should be awakened? What about Xiao Qinmiao's original memory? The more Chen Ping thought about it, the more his head hurt, and then he fell into a deep sleep.

Just when Chen Ping was sleeping, Ben Dezi came to the room, looked at Chen Ping who was sleeping, shook his head, and put on a dress for him. sighed in his heart, hey, it's really bitter for this child, and it's also bitter for Xiao Qinmiao's little girl. I hope you can overcome these difficulties, and I'll go see that little girl Qin Miao.

The next day, Chen Ping woke up early, although there was no sunlight in the cave, and he didn't know what time it was, but his biological clock had woken up, Chen Ping looked at the room, didn't see Bendezi, and then started his day's lesson.

Soon, the cycle of nine weeks had been completed, Chen Ping stood up, stretched, and sat on the chair, thinking about yesterday's events. After a while, Ben Dezi came to the room, looked at Chen Pingdao, and said: "Yuan Pingzi, you come with me, on the way, I will tell you some things that should be paid attention to, and then you will retreat in the ancestor room, and when the time comes, I will open the inheritance of the ancestor, and it is up to you whether you can gain something." Remember, each person who receives the inheritance can only open it once, and whether there is a gain depends on their own understanding, since the opening of this sect, the person who has obtained the inheritance of the master has not yet appeared, I hope you can be the first. ”

"Ah, isn't it, Uncle Shi, you said that no one has gotten the inheritance of Shi Zu yet. Then how can I get the inheritance of my ancestors? Chen Ping said strangely when he heard Ben Dezi say this.

"Hehe, I believe that you can obtain the inheritance of your ancestor, firstly, because your own spiritual root is the same as that of your ancestor, and secondly, because your soul is not a person from this world, so you can't speculate with common sense, and I won't remember anything strange that happened to you. Ben Dezi said as he looked at Chen Ping, with that look in his eyes, as if only you succeeded.

"Well, okay, Uncle Shi, I'll try my best. As they spoke, the two of them came to the room where Yuan Tianzhenjun had been retreating before.

Entering the room, Ben Dezi called Chen Ping and asked him to give incense to the ancestor first, and then asked Chen Ping to sit on the futon.