Thank you for everyone's concern. It's been a busy day, but it hasn't been smooth. The injection didn't respond, and the child isn't full term yet. The doctor didn't say cesarean section, and to prevent infection, they even used anti-inflammatory drugs. Old Jian doesn't know medicine, so he's out of his wits. He can only take care of his wife until she falls asleep and quickly type. After all, he still has to earn money for the milk powder. Finally, thank you again for your concern. I hope that we can get through this as soon as possible with your blessings. The second child will be born safely, and my wife will suffer less.
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"Wang Yan, give me your life!"
A figure flashed in front of him. At the same time the voice came into his ears, he saw a sky full of finger shadows pointing at him. This move was somewhat familiar to Wang Yan, but he did not have time to think about it. He drew out his long sword at once, and the sword light split into many finger shadows. Then he pointed the sword between the eyebrows of the figure. Until then, Wang Yan saw the figure clearly. It turned out to be 'Poisonous Scholar' Chen Wenyuan.
Illusion? An illusory figure that could move one's thoughts? Or …
Before Wang Yan could think about it, he saw the surrounding scenery change again. In the yellow sand, Wang Yan saw another himself standing in front of him. This other himself looked at him with empty eyes and said without any emotion, "You should not exist. You robbed my body."
Empty me?
This was the first time Wang Yan felt the will of empty me. But was it an illusion or real? Wang Yan was lost in the fog and could not judge. But he was clear about one thing. He just raised the sword in his hand and said, "Since I exist, you should be destroyed!"
After he finished speaking, Wang Yan slashed down with his sword. But before his sword could reach him, everything around him shattered like a mirror. In the blink of an eye, Wang Yan discovered that he was practicing his swordsmanship at the foot of the Sword Reverence Mountain. Beside him, there was a young and inexperienced girl. This young girl was in a daze, looking at him with a gaze filled with love. This young girl was actually Bai Jasmine!
Suddenly, a strange memory surfaced. Yang Yuan vented his anger, Li Yunyang died tragically, the secret farm was destroyed by the fire, and Bai Moli suffered a miserable fate. When he found her, she became like this. She didn't say anything but just followed him and looked at him. As time went by, she had become an obstacle in his heart.
This memory came inexplicably, and it was not real, but Wang Yan instantly understood that this was one of the fears in his heart. He deliberately avoided thinking about it, but what if it came true? What should he do?
Wang Yan couldn't figure it out. In the end, he just roared furiously and swept the sword in his hand in all directions. It was as if he had gone mad. The deep ruthlessness in his heart seemed to want to destroy everything.
"Why are you so vexed?"
In the blink of an eye, everything around him changed again. Wang Yan saw himself sitting alone on the peak, and Miss Four slowly walked to his side. However, the Miss Four in front of him was already more than 60 years old. She was old and frail, and no longer had the celestial beauty she once had. Yet, she still addressed him as' husband '.
Very soon, another unfamiliar memory appeared in his mind. He had become the new master of Ling Tian Peak and inherited the title of Ling Tian Sword King. He had shaken the entire martial arts world and become a new martial arts legend. However, as time passed, the limit of a mortal's life quietly approached. Wang Yan felt like he was a caged beast trapped in Ling Tian Peak and could only sit on the peak alone every day.
Illusion, all of this was an illusion!
A glimmer of understanding appeared in Wang Yan's heart. He understood that everything in front of him was an illusion, but it could also be a thought that he once had. Therefore, this was the state of questioning one's heart, and also the state of seeking the Dao. Wang Yan thought of Liu Zhaoxian, and even more of the phrase 'Where is the Dao'.
In the next instant, he stood up, and with a shake of the long sword in his hand, he slashed at Miss Four in front of him.
"If this is not an illusion, how can you block my Dao?"
Wang Yan's sword was resolute, but before his sword could fall, the surroundings changed again. Miss Four in front of him seemed to have gone back in time. In the blink of an eye, on the cold jade wall of the Frozen Moon Lake, Aojian Hanyue, who was in her prime, lay naked, in a seductive position. Her beautiful eyes seemed to be able to hook Wang Yan's soul away.
"Yan, give it to me."
As her red lips opened, a few simple words stirred up the fire in the deepest part of Wang Yan's heart. His entire body was instantly burning with lust, and his long sword stopped in mid-air. There was a battle in his mind.
It's still an illusion, what am I waiting for?!
But even if it's an illusion, to be able to have a night with Miss Four is enough to satisfy my desire.
Two voices intertwined in Wang Yan's mind, and Wang Yan's face showed that he was struggling. He had never been a person without desires, especially after the enlightenment of the Fifth Rhyme. The things he desired in his heart grew more and more, and sometimes he would even have wild thoughts.
But because of this, Wang Yan knew that he had to constantly become stronger, or else everything would just be an illusion.
"The Dao is with me. If I can rule over the five provinces, what can't I do?"
Slash!
Wang Yan's mind was made up, and the long sword in his hand slashed again. But at this moment, a voice came, "Is that true?"
Before the voice died away, the surroundings changed again. Wang Yan saw himself standing in the main hall of Tianyuan Holy Island, his body full of Inner Qi, as if every move he made could overturn rivers and seas. But around him stood countless people, such as Duan Henan, grown up Xiao Douzi, Miss Four, Guibo, and so on. These people who were once close to him looked at him numbly, holding swords in their hands, and killing intent in their eyes. And on the other side, Gu Xiaoyue, Bai Daoxin, Zhang Xiaobao, and so on. There were too many players blocking the other side.
"Wang Yan, in order to become an Innate, you cultivated the evil skills left behind by Ren Tianxing, poisoning the martial arts world. Today, we will eliminate this evil for the martial arts world!"
The Villa Master of Aojian Villa said righteously. Then, Zhang Xiaobao sneered and said, "Wang Yan, it's not that I, Zhang Xiaobao, don't care about our friendship, but now you've become the biggest boss in this game. As long as I kill you, I'll get a huge amount of experience, the best skills, and a divine weapon. So, you can die in peace!"
With that, countless people rushed toward him. Wang Yan didn't know what to do. He just gripped the long sword in his hand tightly and killed the people who attacked him one by one.
It was a pity that his heart was tied up. Looking at Duan Henan, Miss Four, and Guibo, who were so numb that they looked like they had lost their minds, his sword wasn't fast enough, and the killing intent in his heart wasn't strong enough. Not long after, he was drowned in the light of swords, palms, fists, fingers, and legs.
The feeling of death came again. Just as Wang Yan felt like he was going to lose consciousness forever, a loud shout entered his ears.
"Wang Yan!"
The angry voice sounded very familiar. Wang Yan opened his eyes and saw that he was lying naked on a soft bed. Ying Yu, who was completely naked, was nestled in his arms like a little cat. Their bodies were still intertwined. Wang Yan turned his head slightly and saw Linghu Wan, Aojian Hanyue, and even Diwu Yun standing not far away. Linghu Wan's eyes were filled with sadness, Miss Four's body was erect, and Diwu Yun's eyes were filled with disappointment.
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Wang Yan was immersed in these illusions. In the end, he couldn't even remember how much he had experienced. There was pain, indescribable, inexplicable, struggling, joys and sorrows, life and death. It seemed real and fake, but it wasn't necessarily what his heart was thinking about.
Slowly, Wang Yan understood something. In the end, he sat cross-legged on the ground, not thinking, not thinking, and not wanting. He closed his mouth and closed his heart. Soon, everything returned to normal. Wang Yan looked up at Liu Zhaoxian, who was in front of him. The Moon Reflection Peak Lord calmly asked, "Do you have an answer?"
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