Chapter 196 Can't Be Believed

The two memories were intertwined in Qin Chen's mind, unable to be separated, eroding each other.

The strange whirlpool sucked Qin Chen into it, no matter how Qin Chen struggled, he really couldn't escape a single bit, he could only look at the false memory fragments like a puppet under a pair of invisible big hands.

kept disappearing, but kept appearing, Qin Chen didn't know how many times it was.

In the outside world, the original scene has disappeared, and it is still in that empty scene, the forgetful Dao Ancestor is bewitching Qin Chen, making Qin Chen unable to extricate himself.

Qin Chen lost his eyes and mechanically repeated the words of the Forgetful Dao Ancestor, although his throat was hoarse, although his heart was dead, he still kept repeating, deepening Qin Chen's memory.

In the past, Zhuang Zhou dreamed of butterflies, lifelike butterflies. I don't know what to do. Oh Ran Jue, then Yu Ran Zhou also. I don't know that the dream of Zhou is a butterfly and the dream of a butterfly is a week and a butterfly, and there must be a difference between Zhou and a butterfly. This is called materialization.

Qin Chen now fully understood the plan of the Forgetful Dao Ancestor.

But it was too late.

Under the leadership of the Forgetful Daozu, the new memories continue to eat away at the old memories, and the same memory fragments are well blended together, and the difficult ones are those memories that have been modified.

Whenever a false memory devoured the original memory, Qin Chen would tremble, but at the mercy of the forgetful Dao Ancestor, he could only bear this qiē silently, and one memory fragment after another was devoured, forming a new memory, a memory that did not belong to Qin Chen, and a memory in the eyes of the Forgetful Dao Ancestor.

When Du Yuewei, who was lying on Qin Chen's disappearance, was replaced by a dead corpse, Qin Chen let out a roar of rage.

Fragments of memory were replaced one by one, contaminated with the breath of forgetfulness, which made Qin Chen deeply trapped and unable to extricate himself, although he roared again and again, he couldn't change anything.

"Du Yuewei is dead. Her body was still lying in her own boudoir. ”

"Qin Huihui is dead, and her little hand is still in your hand. ”

"Stop deceiving yourself and wake up quickly! ”

Even the Forgetful Dao Ancestor didn't notice that a black butterfly appeared strangely in this nothingness, flapping its wings, came to Qin Chen's cheek, and stood on Qin Chen's nose.

Flapping his wings, the dust on the wings flew into Qin Chen's nose.

Qin Chen, who was in a daze, opened his eyes, but saw the butterfly in front of him. Faintly, it seems that on the back of this butterfly, there is an old man, an old man with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and the whole body exudes a sense of elegance. Looking at this old man, Qin Chen felt that his sanity no longer seemed to be so lost.

"That's it, since you can understand the first realm of my forgotten butterfly dream, then the old man will help you, listen carefully. ”

"The former Zhuang Zhou dreamed of a butterfly. Lifelike butterflies too. I don't know what to do. Oh Ran Jue, then Yu Ran Zhou also. I don't know that the dream of Zhou is a butterfly and the dream of a butterfly is a week and a butterfly, and there must be a difference between Zhou and a butterfly. This is called materialization. ”

"Waking up is life, dreaming is death, life and death are between waking up from dreams. The big dream is confused, but the heart enjoys it, forgets Zhuang Zhou, and becomes a butterfly. Butterfly, why not Zhuang Zhou?"

"Zhuang Zhou dreams of butterflies, Zhuang Zhou is true. Butterfly is false, butterfly dreams Zhuang Zhou, butterfly is true, Zhuang Zhou is false. ”

"Plausible is not true, plausible is not false. If the Word is true, it is false, and if the Word is false, it is true. ”

"Those who enter the dream, the dream is true, and when they wake up, the dream is true, and the reality is false, so why not? ”

"When you wake up from a dream, what is false is true, what you say is true, but what you say is false, but what you say is false, but what you say is true!"

"I am true, Zhuang Zhou is false, I am true, butterfly is false, I am true, dream butterfly is true, I am true, dream is true, true is false, false is true, I am in the mirror, I am outside the mirror, I am the mirror, Zhuang Zhou outside the mirror, butterfly in the mirror, silly boy, I don't know yet, when will I stay?"

The old man's words kept hitting Qin Chen's heart and mind.

Different from the words of the forgetful Daozu, every time the old man says a word, the memory that was originally swallowed will reappear, and the false memory will disappear, and the hundred words of the forgetful Daozu are not worth the old man's words.

Looking at Qin Chen, who had already recovered his clarity, the old man praised, "Great goodness." "Black butterflies flutter and disappear into nothingness.

The head was clear for a while, and there was no trace of confusion.

The Forgetful Dao Ancestor was still bewitching Qin Chen, wanting to completely pull Qin Chen into the abyss of Loss, and the Forgetful Seed wanted to erode Qin Chen's memory, but was blocked.

"Enough. Qin Chen muttered.

Forgetful Daozu didn't hear it, and was still talking about it.

"Enough. Qin Chen roared, his long hair flew one after another, his face was calm, his eyes were clear, no matter how bewitching the Dao Ancestor was, Qin Chen was unmoved.

Forgetful Dao Ancestor sighed lightly, "Boy, a qiē is just a delusion, haven't you noticed it yet? What's the use of maintaining this clarity, whether you believe it or not, Du Yuewei and Qin Huihui are dead, this is a fact, and they are not moved by external objects." ”

Qin Chen chuckled, "Let me fall into a dream, and realize that Zhuang Zhou dreams of butterflies, Zhuang Zhou is true or false, or butterflies are true or false, all by such an understanding as my heart." ”

"Then he brought me into the memories, wantonly made up false memories, so that two memories were produced in my mind, and then through my enlightenment, and then came to confuse me, and made me believe that the memories you made up were true, because you know that the forgetfulness of love has never succeeded because of Yuewei and Huihui's existence, so you have to make me believe that the two of them are dead. ”

"If the two of them die, my heart will die, in that case, the forgetfulness seed will be able to take advantage of the void, my memory is in an unguarded state, and completely let my body become the soil for the growth of the forgetfulness seed, I'm afraid that at that time, I will become the next forgetful ancestor. ”

"Forgetful Dao Ancestor, I'm afraid, that's how you came about, right?"

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the Forgetful Dao Ancestor, "I didn't expect you to be stronger than I imagined, this magical power Forgetful Butterfly Dream still can't let you get lost, but I can still let you lose it again, create one false memory after another, let you get lost in it, anyway, this space is false." The old man has unlimited time, try to see if you can keep your heart all the time. ”

Qin Chen shook his head, "I can still keep my true heart, seven hundred and thirty-four times, this is seven hundred and thirty-four times, forget Dao Ancestor, what I said is not wrong, right?"

Forgetful Dao Ancestor's pupils shrank, and he did not answer.

There was a hint of a smile on the corner of Qin Chen's mouth, "Seven hundred and thirty-four times, I haven't been lost. I won't get lost seven thousand three hundred and forty times, I won't get lost seventy-three thousand four hundred times, and I won't be lost even for eternity. ”

"Do you know why?" Qin Chen's mouth hung into a mysterious smile, "That's because I can't believe it, I can't believe your words, your memories." ”

"It's not a dream of forgetting butterflies, I think it's true, it's true, I think it's false. It's fake. Rather, whatever I think is, it's fake because of it. It can't be true, because I can't let it be true, absolutely not, no matter how many times you put me in samsara. It can't be true, because, I can't believe it. ”

Can't believe it. said Qin Chen's psychology.

Forgetful Dao Ancestor squinted his eyes, although Qin Chen's words were in the clouds, Forgetful Dao Ancestor still understood Qin Chen's words.

It's not because you believe that what you do will be meaningless, it's not because you believe it, you will lose the motivation to live, and if you don't believe it, you'll be controlled by the forgetful species, and you will never be able to find those two people back.

If there is no so, it just can't be believed.

The Forgetful Dao Ancestor stared at Qin Chen for a long time, but Qin Chen still had that confident expression, and he didn't take the Forgetful Dao Ancestor to heart at all.

Forgetful Daozu threatened: "Even so, I can let you be lost in this reincarnation all the time, never go out, don't you want to find Du Yuewei and Qin Huihui? If this is the case, you will never find them, if you accept the Forgetful Seed, I will let you preserve this memory, and I will do my best to help you preserve this Forgetful Seed." ”

Qin Chen shook his head with a smile on his face.

Forgetful Dao Ancestor sneered: "Then you will forever fall into this reincarnation, and you will never be able to extricate yourself!"

Qin Chen shook his head, "You still don't understand the essence of the Forgetting Butterfly Dream, now, I think, the Forgetting Affection Dao Ancestor does not exist zài, and the Forgetting Seed does not exist zài." ”

Forgetful Daozu was stunned, and then laughed: "You kid, are you nervous, it's just an artistic conception, how can it be realized? This, what's going on?"

In the roar, the figure of the forgetful Dao Ancestor turned into nothingness.

Qin Chen walked over, "Because, this is my artistic conception, I said, you will never appear, forget the love, never appear." ”

As soon as the words fell, as if a layer of nothingness had been shattered, as if the heavens and the earth had been opened, a crack emitting a golden light appeared in front of him, and the light was everywhere, dispelling a qiē darkness.

As if he already knew, Qin Chen walked towards the light step by step, chatting and strolling, dissipating in the light.

Just faintly, a voice sounded.

"Zhuang Zhou said: 'I am a butterfly. The butterfly said, "I am Zhuang Zhou." ’”

"Both are in a dream, or both are awake, and the dream of both, whether true or false, is all in one thought. ”

"I am Zhuang Zhou, Zhuang Zhou is true, the butterfly is false, I am the butterfly, the butterfly is true, Zhuang Zhou is false. ”

"Master Zhuang, Qin Chen has thanked you here. ”

Faintly, it seemed that a hearty laugh with the old man could be heard.

"Zhuang Zhou dreams of butterflies, Zhuang Zhou is true, butterflies are false, butterflies dream of Zhuang Zhou, butterflies are true, Zhuang Zhou is false. Zhuang Zhou is the same Zhuang Zhou, butterflies are the same butterfly?", a puzzled voice echoed in this space.

"The children can be taught!"

Black butterflies fluttered in the air, and an old man showed his figure, brushing his beard and smiling with satisfaction

Qin Chen opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes flashed, and he looked at the surrounding environment, the tornado was raging unscrupulously, and it seemed that a roar could be faintly heard.

Wiping the cold sweat that came out of his head, Qin Chen couldn't help but sigh that he was lucky, if he hadn't met that old man, he would probably have been lost in endless reincarnation, in fact, Qin Chen's words didn't even have confidence in himself, if it wasn't for the last inspiration, if he wanted to try his enlightenment to work, I am afraid that he would still be sinking now.

"It's just, who is that old man, like a butterfly, like an old man?" Qin Chen pondered with a low brow.

Qin Chen suddenly had a flash of inspiration, "Could it be Zhuangzi?"

Suddenly, Qin Chen laughed dumbly, feeling ridiculous for his own idea. Could it be that just because he understood the essence of the dream of forgetting butterflies, Zhuang Zhou would appear, and Zhuang Zhou was a person, a great sage who had been dead for countless years.

"Zhuang Zhou's dream of butterflies, but I took pictures, but what is the first realm of the forgotten butterfly dream that Zhuang Zhou said? Is there a second realm?"

"Zhuang Zhou dreams of butterflies, Zhuang Zhou is true, butterflies are false, butterflies dream of Zhuang Zhou, butterflies are true. Zhuang Zhou is fake. Zhuang Zhou is the same Zhuang Zhou, butterflies are the same butterfly?" Qin Chen said this sentence unconsciously.

Qin Chen lowered his head and pondered, he found that this Zhuang Zhou Mengdie had infinite possibilities, as if he was about to grasp his thoughts, but he was lost in them.

"Hey, don't be in a daze when you wake up, you don't see the environment we are in now! Even if you realized just now, but you can't do this, you look at me, but it consumes a lot. You bastard, hurry up and resist yourself, I won't be able to hold on. Beidou, who had been watching from the side, finally couldn't help it.

I thought it would be fine for Qin Chen to wake up, but I didn't expect that he was talking to himself.

Beidou thought he was reminiscing about the content of his epiphany. So I didn't bother, I pricked up my ears and listened, but what Zhuang Zhou, what butterflies.

Beidou doesn't care what Zhuang Zhou, what butterfly. Qin Chen woke up with a loud voice, and without saying a word, he directly drilled into the Little Big Dipper Star Domain, recovering his own consumption. By the way, he healed his wounded little heart.

The moment Beidou got in, the protective shield around Qin Chen disappeared, and the endless wind around him was like a shark that smelled fishy, and frantically pounced on Qin Chen.

If it was in the past, Qin Chen would have had to be in a hurry for a while, but now, Qin Chen didn't have the slightest panicked expression.

"Turning the Dream into a Dream: The Tornado Disperses. As soon as he finished speaking, the endless wind around him disappeared completely.

Qin Chen's face showed joy, he didn't expect this magical power to be so strong, it seemed that the old man had not deceived himself.

Cultivators, all need martial arts to exert their own strength, this martial arts, is through their own strength, such as aura, spiritual power, the power of faith in order to exert strength, martial arts levels are different, but they are not out of this category, on the other hand, if there is no spiritual power or the like, you can't use martial arts, you can only be slaughtered by others.

Therefore, on top of martial arts, there is also a method of using power, which is called: supernatural powers.

The strength of the supernatural powers, still above the martial arts, of course, the number of supernatural powers is also very rare, with the idea as the guide, exert the supernatural powers, when the power is exhausted, but the mind, only the enlightenment and the unenlightened, as long as the enlightenment, you can exert the supernatural powers.

Divine powers in the world are extremely rare, and only those super forces have the slightest possibility of having magical powers.

However, supernatural powers must be combined with the corresponding ideas to be exerted, otherwise, it is a decoration, which is very different from martial arts.

Therefore, there are very few people in the world who can use supernatural powers, although supernatural powers are strong, but they still make martial arts the mainstream, which is also a helpless thing.

At this time, Qin Chen had obtained supernatural powers and could use them.

Magical power: Forget the butterfly dream, the first form: turn into a dream.

After this, there should still be a few supernatural powers, but the old man did not teach them to Qin Chen, it has always been because Qin Chen's enlightenment is not enough, even if he knows, he can't use it.

"It turns out that you are not a member of the Buddhist sect, and you have not practiced the exercises of the ancient Buddhist sect, if you are a real monk, I am afraid that I am dead now, but now, if you are going to die, the old bald donkey of Yuantai is dead, and no one here can stop me. ”

"Even if I fight for my life, I will seal you again, you demon. "That was the voice of the Great Elder.

Qin Chen touched his nose, a wry smile appeared on his face, "I'm really working hard, let's go up and help!"

Although he failed to completely eliminate the forgetfulness seed this time, it let Qin Chen know that the obsession of the forgetful Dao Ancestor still exists, which made Qin Chen have a trace of preparation, and now Qin Chen is no longer that cold face, which has to be said to be a big improvement.

"Let me see if this dream can seal this existence beyond the Nine Palaces. A golden light flashed in Qin Chen's eyes, and he flew directly in the direction of the voice from the four-winged angel. (To be continued......)