"You brat Li Xun, is this an epiphany or a meditation? I have been meditating for four days, how come there is no movement at all!

If there is no response tomorrow...

Forget it, let’s talk about it tomorrow!”

The sounds from the third floor of the Xuanhuo Altar were intermittent.

The light changes, and Li Xun, who is sitting there quietly, echoes the surrounding light, flickering on and off, and the word "Jue" on his palm keeps rotating. If you look closely, you will find that the palm of his hand is getting brighter and brighter.

It seems to be twisting and dismantling.

Li Xun didn't know this. His mental state fluctuated greatly, and he was all paying attention to the changes in his mind.

The inner soul sometimes gets bigger and sometimes shrinks.

In this world, cultivation and attainment are very general. Upright disciples gradually perform the Zhoutian Cultivation Technique every day until a certain level is reached when they can no longer absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. That is when the energy they carry has reached its peak.

You will naturally know that you need to break through.

Even if they are constantly making breakthroughs, even if there is no difference between their realms, there is still a difference between the strong and the weak.

In addition to the judgment of the current situation, the accumulation of experience, the strength of Taoist magic weapons, and the proficiency of cultivation.

The inner soul is also one of the factors that determines a person's talent and achievements.

According to Li Xun's understanding, this inner soul may be similar to the human soul, or it may be an unexplainable carrier in the brain.

It should be to identify the difference between them and ordinary people. It exists in every cultivator's body, and it just needs their own skills to continuously nourish and grow.

Over the years, he has always heard people mention that his inner soul is stronger than others, but he still can't understand it after careful study.

It can only be attributed to the fact that he is from two generations.

at this time,

The man sitting on the ground frowned suddenly, and the man on the third floor didn't even notice.

Deep in the consciousness,

A house gradually takes shape.

The pungent smell is unspeakably thrilling.

He, without opening his eyes, unexpectedly knew

There were four or five people in white lab coats pacing back and forth.

Vague and unreal.

They seemed to be arguing and discussing, but there was no sound. From now on,

Tiredness sets in,

Li Xun felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier.

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open,

Driving towards the edge of the city and rolling down the windows... a bell rang suddenly.

Perseverance continues.

"Hello……?"

The confused man casually picked up the phone next to him.

"Li Xun, you little melon, you still know how to answer the phone? Have you gone hiding in the mountains?"

The authentic Sichuan dialect is deafening.

He hesitated for a moment as he had not heard dialect in a long time.

"Forehead?........."

"Wait, who are you?"

"...beep...beep..."

"Bye?"

Listening to the busy tone, I always felt like something was wrong, and I was in a daze.

Not to be thought about,

"Tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk~..."

There was a constant knocking on the door.

He looked at the phone in his hand, frowned a little, knocked his head and walked to the door, opened the door instinctively, and said to himself: "I seem to have forgotten something?"

Zhiqua~

As soon as the door was opened, a thin man burst in.

After confirming the person who opened the door, he suddenly stepped forward and grabbed the man's collar.

He didn't stop talking: "Pretend, keep pretending, pretend you don't know me on the phone, now let me see what else you want to say!"

The man was a little dazed at first,

After fixing his eyes, he was shocked, a flash of lightning flashed in his mind, and he blurted out: "Hundred, Baiduzi? You are not dead yet?"

"Bai Duzi? Which Diao Mao is that?

Why are you causing amnesia to me? I, Chen Chen, didn’t ask for your money! Li Xun, it’s boring for you to do this!”

"Chen Chen?

Baiduzi?

Li Xun?

The three words were constantly being recited by the man, as if they were about to rush into his mind, and the man seemed to have grasped something.

His mouth was getting faster and faster, and he kept mumbling. Those words were like a drill, stimulating the man to have a splitting headache!

Fluctuations appeared on the man's body without warning due to stimulation, and circles of formation patterns spread under his feet.

The surroundings became blurry and distorted because of this wave. The man who claimed to be

Chen Chen's man also seemed to be disappearing.

It went from surprise to panic, as if I was about to experience some great terror.

After finishing his words, he shouted through the air: "Li Xun, Li Xun, Li Xun, save me!"

The man who witnessed everything screamed feebly, his feet felt like lead, unable to stop what was happening in front of him.

I can only listen to the shouts in my ears and gradually move away.

The roar was waking him up and reminding him.

Hold your head firmly.

The severe pain finally made him unable to resist, and he fell to his knees as if he was exhausted.

The movement involved too much, and he dropped his mobile phone, falling squarely in front of the man holding his head. The sound made the man startled.

He lowered his head and looked down. The mirror-like screen reflected a man with an extremely distorted face.

Ordinary, slightly fat, and even a little ugly due to pain!

The eyes are like an abyss with no bottom.

The man on the screen seemed to be a soul, a bodyless duckweed, struggling to escape.

It only took a moment,

Just got off the phone.

The next moment, like an evil ghost, he saw the most delicious food in the world and headed straight towards him without any hesitation.

He couldn't move his body, and he didn't even shout.

He could only watch helplessly as the soul hit his head.

His whole body was cold, and the bone-chilling chill plunged him into despair both physically and mentally.

Then,

He lost his mind and fell straight down as if he had been hit. The cold synthetic sound sounded again after he fell into coma.

"Abnormal, abnormal!"

"Warning, warning!"

"Unit No. 37, an unknown error invaded, exceeding the specific plot judgment!"

"Ask for a fix! Ask for a fix!"

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for a long time……

"Is it separation or memories?

Past life?

It’s really amazing!

The gentle voice lying on the ground was like a whisper."
To be continued...