Zhuo Bufan, who was lying in the archive space, thought for a long time.
The question he thought about the most was why he came to this world.
Why couldn't he be allowed to die peacefully on Earth?
Why did he have to be brought to this strange world?
Zhuo Bufan thought that he was the main character, but now he realized that he wasn't even a supporting character.
He couldn't play around in this world!
He stood up from the ground again with some strength in his body.
It seemed that his mental state was no longer as crazy and demented as before.
After getting up, Zhuo Bufan looked at the three white archive doors in front of him.
They were majestic, tall, solemn, and solemn.
He reached out and touched the white wall with his hand. It was cold to the touch.
He walked back and forth in front of the three doors aimlessly.
"West bank of the God Devouring River, Blood Desert Sand Dune, Mass Grave."
Zhuo Bufan paced back and forth in front of the three doors for a long time.
Finally, he stood in front of the door of the Mass Grave.
From the beginning to the end, he had never opened the archive door.
This time, Zhuo Bufan was moved.
Standing in front of the archive door of the Mass Grave, Zhuo Bufan began to talk to himself again.
"If only I could start over, if only I could start over!"
"I'd rather be a salted fish! Eating and waiting for death, living a carefree life, why not be happy? " “
"I'm an idiot. Why would I go to the Desolate Blood Desert? To torture myself?"
"Zhuo Bufan, let's start from the beginning!"
"Let's go to Flaming Cloud City's Talisman Castle. Let's complete our academic research."
"Why do I have to cultivate? In this world, I can reach the peak of life by casually proposing a few scientific theories. "
"If I don't want to be a superhuman in cultivation, I can be an academic pioneer! Isn't life exciting? Isn't life? "
The current Zhuo Bufan was a complex of contradictions.
He was constantly persuading himself to open the door in front of him, but he didn't dare to raise his hand.
Because he knew that once he opened that door, he would lose everything he had now.
Lose his cultivation, lose his friends, lose his strength!
Was he really willing to lose everything and start all over again?
Although Zhuo Bufan had only been in this world for a short year, it was still a very long time.
However, Zhuo Bufan possessed many things that others could only dream of.
He was a Heaven's Gate Realm cultivator, a Third Revolution Life and Death Mystic Body, a Venerable of the Temple of Charms, the Altar Master of Yunmeng Jie's First Faction, and the successor of Emperor Xuan's Black Tower.
Every single one of these things was something that others might not be able to achieve in their entire lives.
However, Zhuo Bufan had everything.
There were two paths in front of him.
Open the door and lose everything. Turning back, he sank into the sea of blood.
Humans were creatures that had difficulty making choices.
Because they always believed that the one they chose was not as good as the one they didn't choose. Even if he had chosen the best one.
However, no matter how difficult it was, it was time for him to make up his mind.
Zhuo Bufan was silent for a long time. Finally, he slowly raised his right hand and placed it on the save file in the mass grave.
"Load!"
Zhuo Bufan's heavy voice sounded.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The save file in the mass grave slowly opened.
Rays of bright white light were projected from behind the door and shone on Zhuo Bufan's face.
Zhuo Bufan couldn't help but close his eyes slightly.
Should he step in?
Zhuo Bufan's leg stopped at the edge of the door.
"Since I've already made my choice, there's no turning back."
"Zhuo Bufan, you coward."
As soon as Zhuo Bufan's voice fell, he raised his right foot and stepped into the endless white light.
His last self-deprecating sentence was undoubtedly a disdain for his own choice.
In fact, Zhuo Bufan regretted it the moment he opened the door.
He had been convincing himself that choosing the mass grave was starting from scratch and that he had nothing.
However, it wasn't until he opened the door that he realized that he was just finding a reasonable excuse for his escape.
Choosing the save file in the mass grave was the same as choosing to escape.
He couldn't face the dangers of the Blood Desert head-on.
He chose to escape and start over, so that he could live with a clear conscience.
In the end, Zhuo Bufan was just as self-deprecating — a coward.
A coward with no way out raised his foot and stepped into the abyss of his inner demons.
When he opened his eyes again …
The scene in front of him wasn't what Zhuo Bufan had expected.
There were no cold moons, old trees, dusk crows, or corpses!
This wasn't the mass grave, it wasn't!
Instead, it was an endless rain of blood.
The cold rain of blood, the knee-high river of blood, the restlessness in his body, and the scourge of monsters.
The familiar scene once again poured into Zhuo Bufan's soul.
Zhuo Bufan stared blankly at the other Zhuo Bufan who was lying on the ground not far away and reaching out to him for help.
It turned out that he was still trapped by his inner demons.
Seeing this scene, Zhuo Bufan was silent!
Once again, when he saw himself being swallowed by the black and white snake monster, Zhuo Bufan understood that he hadn't escaped from this reincarnation.
But for some reason, Zhuo Bufan actually breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
"Didn't you return to the mass grave? Those three save file doors were just illusions created by my inner demons. "
"I almost did something irreversible."
"How could you have the heart to abandon Xiaomei, Brother Fool, and your friends?"
The regretful Zhuo Bufan suddenly felt a lot better.
This time, he didn't escape, but walked toward the other him who was being swallowed by the black and white snake monster not far away.
Zhuo Bufan finally understood who the figure he had seen walking toward him was. It turned out to be him.
"The black and white snake? It's just a monster created by the black and white Qi in my body. "
"My inner demons are the Life-and-Death Mystic Body. Because of all the strangeness of the Life-and-Death Mystic Body, I began to doubt it. "
"I was worried that this was Emperor Xuan's trap, worried that I had embarked on a path of no return. This thought grew in the depths of my soul and finally became my inner demons."
"Hahaha, stupid Zhuo Bufan. You didn't even figure out such a simple truth. You chose to escape. "
"Now it seems that this black and white snake is quite cute, isn't it?"
Zhuo Bufan looked at the body of his other self and the black and white snake that was gnawing on the body.
They were really ferocious. They devoured the corpse cleanly, including the eyeballs and brain.
"To the previous self, stupid Zhuo Bufan. Your heart and soul refused to accept the Life-and-Death Mystic Body. That's why the Life-and-Death Mystic Body became your inner demons. "
"So, you died, died by the black and white snake formed by the Life-and-Death Mystic Body."
"If you can't even accept your own body. Then what's the point of talking about cultivation? What's the point of talking about cultivation? What's the point of talking about invincibility? "
The crazy Zhuo Bufan, the wise Zhuo Bufan, at that moment, his thoughts were completely clear.
He stood in place, opened his hands, and shouted at the black snakes that were gnawing on the body of his other self.
"Come, my little cuties!"
"Daddy, I, accept you."
The black snakes all looked at Zhuo Bufan for a moment, and then pounced on him.
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