Ningxia couldn't figure out how she ended up in this situation. From the advanced and civilized modern society to the backward fantasy world, from the stable and stable Wuhua Sect to the surging Fengming City, and finally to an unknown place, I became like this. Ghostly appearance.
The experience was so bizarre that she couldn't wrap her head around it.
Ever since he was reborn in the world of cultivation, Ning Xia rarely thought about his past thirty years in the modern world. It's not that I don't miss it, after all, it's the place where I lived for more than thirty years, but I don't want to think about it. What's the point of thinking about the past that I can't get back?
So after coming to this world, she has always lived seriously and worked hard to adapt to the world. But what does this situation mean now? She could only think about whether these things existed or not.
She misses those years of struggle in the modern world, misses the tenderness between family members in this world, misses the fulfilling spiritual life of the Wuhua Sect, and even the suffering, sorrow, pain and embarrassment she has experienced in the past have become precious to her now. memory.
The more she misses the good old days, the more tragic her current situation becomes. She has completely lost her entity and has become a virtual soul in this world. She can only wander in the forest all day long, trying to find a way home.
The miserable soul that has lost the meaning of its own existence is passing away in countless years, and the little pitiful thing left gradually becomes less clear.
Living in the wilderness, losing his body, his consciousness is blurred, his memory is blurred, and he wanders in the deserted forest day after day.
She went from angry to calm, then from calm to anxious, then from anxious to disappointed, and finally all her emotions turned into despair.
In these unknown days, she gradually forgot her past, her name, her appearance, how she got here... everything became blurry, as if the world existed. All in this endless forest.
What remains unchanged is an increasingly strong obsession, regardless of the past and unknown origin. The ghosts floating here just held on for a breath and refused to dissipate into the world along with the development.
There was always a voice in her heart calling her, telling her not to give up or forget, but she just couldn't remember.
What to give up? Forgot something? What on earth...is she going to do?
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"Everyone, how are your senses after this tribulation?" Everyone sitting or standing in the unknown pure white space stared at the middle-aged man who suddenly appeared in the space with some vigilance.
Hearing this question again, he was a little stunned. Everyone here has just had an unforgettable experience, and obviously many people haven't fully reacted yet.
Yes, it's just a dream! Prosperity and wealth are fake. Having great power is also fake. Everything you think about is false.
Everything in the dream is so real, the glory, the glorious years and the ups and downs are as if they really existed. There is no denying that they were addicted to it, it was what they longed for most deep down. But in the end, all this is just an empty dream, and only one thing is real, and that is themselves.
So they killed this life with their own hands and returned to the real world.
Looking at the thoughtful disciples below, Yue Lu smiled knowingly and stopped mentioning the topic.
He transformed into a funnel that was about to bottom out and said with a smile: "Everyone who comes here has passed our first level and can enter the next stage. There is still some time, I wonder if there are any lucky ones? Please wait patiently."
Looking at the funnel with only a little bit of residue left in the upper part, all the disciples present had mixed feelings, thinking that the half life they had spent gloriously was just a gap in the funnel. The interweaving of reality and illusion brought about a huge contrast that dazzled them.
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Time is almost up, the handful of sand that could be twisted before is about to run out, and the miracle has not appeared.
There was no last-minute rush to qualify for the next round.
Yue Luxu held the lake-green funnel and prepared to retract his sleeves.
"Plop!" There was a crisp sound of the glass breaking, and a whirlpool of spiritual energy appeared in the pure white space, and a short figure tilted down from it.
The opponent's legs seemed to be weak, and he stood up unsteadily on the ground. Being stared at by so many pairs of eyes, her young face was a little dazed (frightened?) at the moment, with an undecided look on her face.
God knows how frightened Ningxia was when she found herself surrounded by so many pairs of eyes.
Damn it! What should I do if I come back from "overcoming the tribulation" and suddenly enjoy the treatment of the protagonist and become the focus of everyone's attention? urgent! Waiting online!
