"Silly child, don't you see me every day? Was it because of the injury this time? Zheng 'er, let me have a good look at you. "The lady looked at Han Zheng with a doting look.
Han Zheng shook his head. He didn't feel any discomfort.
Han Zheng looked around. It was a familiar scene. Everything was familiar to him.
But these things were too familiar. They were so familiar that they seemed to be engraved in his memory.
However, Han Zheng kept feeling that something was wrong.
It was indeed wrong. Wasn't his family destroyed long ago? Didn't his mother die in that battle?
No, no.
Han Zheng shook his head hard. Thinking about this, he began to have a splitting headache.
"Zheng 'er, what's wrong? Don't scare me. "The lady saw Han Zheng's painful expression and was so scared that her face turned pale.
Han Zheng looked at his mother. He looked at the face that haunted his dreams. He felt the motherly love that he had lost for many years. This warm feeling made Han Zheng's nose sour. He felt like crying.
"Mother, am I dreaming?" Han Zheng said with a sob. He didn't know how many times he had dreamed of his mother. He dreamed of the past.
But these scenes had always only appeared in his dreams.
But today's dream was too real. It was so real that Han Zheng couldn't tell if it was real or not.
The lady touched Han Zheng's head with her hand and asked worriedly, "Zheng 'er, what's wrong with you? What nonsense are you talking about? How is this a dream? Aren't you awake? Mother is standing in front of you. "
As she said that, she looked at Han Zheng's head and said with a strange look, "What's going on? Could it be that your brain was hurt last time? But that's not right. Zheng 'er is a god. How could his mind and soul be hurt so easily? "
It's not a dream?
Han Zheng looked around again and felt it with his heart. It really didn't seem to be a dream. Everything was so real and so clear. There was no feeling of a dream.
Logically speaking, gods wouldn't dream at all unless they deliberately did it. Otherwise, such a situation wouldn't happen.
"Creak!"
At this moment, the door was pushed open and a tall figure walked in. The middle-aged man's appearance was somewhat similar to Han Zheng's.
When the man who came in saw Han Zheng, his gloomy face immediately brightened up, revealing a few smiles.
"Zheng 'er, you've finally woken up. You scared your mother to death. You don't know this, but your mother has been watching over you by your bedside for the past few days. She wouldn't leave your side at all. "The man was none other than Han Zheng's father, Han Tianfang.
Looking at his father, who didn't look so haggard and was full of vigor, Han Zheng's heart was once again shocked. He was speechless for a moment as he stared blankly at his father.
He remembered his father's figure from a long time ago.
Everything here, mother, father …
No, no, this should be something that happened ten thousand years ago. How could this be?
Han Zheng tried his best to recall, and only then did he manage to recall some of it. Those memories actually became incomparably blurry, as if they had appeared in a dream.
He remembered that he was participating in the selection of Heavenly Court Island. He should be on Xuanhuang Island right now. He should be receiving guidance from a powerful senior.
However, everything in front of him wasn't like that. Why were these memories so blurry? They were so blurry that they didn't seem real at all. They were so blurry that they seemed to have appeared in a dream.
What was going on?
Han Tianfang walked over and patted Han Zheng's shoulder gently. He asked with a loving expression, "Zheng 'er, what's wrong with you? Don't you even recognize your father?
You were too impatient this time. You've only just broken through to become a god, yet you dared to enter that place to train. You really didn't want to live anymore. Fortunately, you were lucky this time and were saved by someone. Otherwise, you would have already died there. "
"I know that you've always worked very hard on your cultivation. You've always given your all. You want to stand out, you want to become strong, you want to change the fate of my Han Clan, you want to become the pride of my Han Clan, you want to become the glory of my Han Clan, you want to save my Han Clan from the abyss of suffering. "
"However, you can't rush things when it comes to cultivation. If you're too impatient, you might be hurt even more deeply."
Han Zheng looked at his father and listened to his words. The memories in his mind gradually became clearer.
Some time ago, he secretly went to a dangerous place to train. Unfortunately, he soon encountered great danger and fell into a difficult situation.
When he was about to die, an elder of his family happened to pass by and saved his life.
Otherwise, he would have died in that dangerous place long ago.
His memories became clearer and clearer.
The memories in the depths of his mind became more and more blurry. He even began to forget them.
This made Han Zheng very confused. He couldn't help but think to himself, "Am I really dreaming? I didn't participate in the Heavenly Court's selection at all. No powerful elder took a fancy to me and wanted to teach me … "
He began to doubt that memory. The memories in front of him began to take over his consciousness. Han Zheng slowly began to believe and accept them.
Gradually, he seemed to have completely awakened. He looked at his parents and asked, "Father, mother, how long have I been unconscious this time?"
Seeing that Han Zheng had finally returned to normal, the noblewoman and Han Tianfang let out a sigh of relief. A weight had been lifted from their hearts.
The noblewoman said, "Zheng 'er, you were unconscious for ten years this time. Your injuries were too severe. Your consciousness was damaged, your mind was shaken, and your soul was on the verge of shattering. Fortunately, your father went all over the place and shamelessly brought back some spiritual medicine for you. That was how you were able to slowly recover and preserve your life. "
"Ten years …"
Han Zheng's eyes reddened. He fell to his knees with a plop. "Father, mother, I'm unfilial. I've caused you to worry and suffer. I won't be so stubborn in the future. I'll definitely listen to you."
"Silly child!" The noblewoman immediately helped Han Zheng up. Her face was full of love as she said, "Why are you so silly? It doesn't matter if father and mother suffer a little. It's fine as long as you're fine. "
"Alright, husband, let's not talk about Zheng 'er. Zheng' er narrowly escaped death this time and went through such a great ordeal. I'm sure he'll learn his lesson in the future. Come, come, come. I've prepared some food and wine. It's been a while since we've sat down and had a good drink together as a family. "Han Tianfang waved his hand.
The noblewoman nodded and pulled Han Zheng to the table. "Yes, yes, yes. There will always be times when you make mistakes in life. It's not terrible to make mistakes. It's fine as long as you can correct them. "
The family of three sat at the table, drinking wine and eating delicious food. It was the joy of a family reunion.
Han Zheng felt that he hadn't felt such a warm and wonderful feeling in a very, very long time.
He didn't know what was going on, but he kept feeling that something wasn't right. Something was wrong.
"No …"
Deep in his heart, there was still a power calling out to Han Zheng, causing him to feel a bit confused.
"This is all fake. If it's not a dream, then it's an illusion."
"It seems that I've fallen into an illusion. I'm clearly on Xuanhuang Island, and I'm clearly being taught by that senior."
Han Zheng stood up abruptly. His gaze became incomparably firm, sharp, clear, and penetrating.
He firmly believed that everything in front of him was an illusion and that he had fallen into an illusion.
His heart was firm, and his heart was as clear as a mirror, as calm as still water.
His powerful mental strength broke through everything and saw through the essence of the illusion. His mental strength turned into an invisible sword and directly cut the illusion apart.
Everything shattered, and the entire illusory world began to crumble.
Han Zheng abruptly opened his eyes and regained his vision.
He was still in the cultivation room, and that senior was still sitting in front of him. Everything returned to normal.
Han Zheng, on the other hand, looked very calm. After experiencing this illusion, his temperament had improved a lot.
A slight smile appeared on Qin Xiao's face as he nodded slightly and said, "En, not bad. It seems that you don't have enough talent and comprehension in Great Dao and lost arts, but you're good in illusion. This is the so-called 'the east is quiet, the west is bright'. I've been searching for two years and finally found a suitable path for you. "
"The fact that you were able to see through the illusion so quickly and break it with your mental power shows that you have great potential in illusions."
"If you can cultivate to the third level of illusion, then you still have a glimmer of hope. Of course, just the third level of illusion is definitely not enough. "
If he wanted to fight for the first place, he would need to at least reach the fourth level of illusion.
Of course, this was only in terms of illusion.
If he could reach the third level of illusion and make a breakthrough in other means, then it would be more difficult to fight for the first place.
For example, if he could make a breakthrough in Great Dao and lost arts, then combined with illusion, it would be extremely powerful.
If he wanted to get the first place, he would have to go to such a stage.
However, it was simply too difficult to reach such a level.
For the time being, Qin Xiao didn't think too much about it. He would first teach Han Zheng about illusion and see how much potential he had in illusion.
In order to teach Han Zheng about illusion, Qin Xiao didn't hesitate to use the 'Illusion Nine Chapters'. He directly used the essence of illusion to teach him.
Only in this way could Han Zheng's illusion improve by leaps and bounds in a short time.
The first and second levels of illusion were nothing. If he reached the second level of illusion, he could basically deal with fourth-step Divine Spirits.
If Han Zheng participated in the competition again, he would encounter experts. Facing these experts, he would need to reach the second level of illusion to have an overwhelming advantage. Otherwise, it wouldn't be enough at all.
As long as he reached the entry level of illusion, it wouldn't be difficult to reach the second level of illusion. The most important thing was whether he could reach the entry level.
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