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The old man was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Yes, the story..."

This time, the old man did not fall asleep, but told a vivid story. Although the old man looked calm, from the moment the story started, a magnificent era opened in front of Wang Changsheng.

"Once upon a time, there were several senior brothers. They did not have a master. From the moment they were born, they were senior brothers..."

"They practiced very quickly, and it didn't take long for them to become very powerful. However, at that time, they only knew that they were very powerful, and they didn't have a realm to distinguish..."

“I don’t know how many years later, many more lives will be born one after another!”

...

As Wang Changsheng told it, a very clear story appeared in Wang Changsheng's mind.

Wang Changsheng felt that this old man was not a good storyteller, and his tone was always calm, without any excitement. However, Wang Changsheng understood that those unknown times grew up in blood and tears.

After Wang Changsheng listened for a while, he finally understood clearly. The protagonists in the old man's story were nine senior brothers. They were all very powerful, and the relationship between the senior brothers was also very good.

However, one day, due to some philosophical reasons, the nine brothers had different cognitions and concepts on the path of cultivation.

Therefore, the nine brothers parted ways!

Later, several fellow apprentices worked hard for their own ideas. Wang Changsheng did not ask them what their goals were, because just from the old man's calm tone, he could tell that the cultivation levels of the nine strong men were not at all. You can figure it out yourself.

You can change the ground with a single movement of your hands. Such an ability cannot be achieved by even a strong person who is halfway to the Taoist realm!

Therefore, Wang Changsheng just listened to it as a story, because it had nothing to do with Wang Changsheng, and Wang Changsheng could not distinguish the authenticity of this matter.

"and after?"

Wang Changsheng asked approvingly.

Even if it is a story, the old man cannot be allowed to sing a one-man show. Wang Changsheng would echo it from time to time.

"Later, senior brother died..."

The old man said with an incomprehensible expression.

Seeing the old man's expression, Wang Changsheng simply remained silent. From the old man's look, this story seemed to be true. Wang Changsheng didn't believe it anyway.

The old man ignored Wang Changsheng's expression and mood and continued: "After the senior brother died, the other brothers discovered that their ideas were all wrong..."

"So, some of them choose to remain silent, some choose to let things go, and some choose other ways..."

The old man stopped telling the story here, because the story was almost over at this point.

However, in Wang Changsheng's opinion, something was still wrong.

This old man was obviously of extraordinary origin and powerful, so why did he tell himself such a story?

If it is really just to chat and relieve boredom, there is no need to make a fuss about this kind of fictional story, right? Anyway, after listening to this story, Wang Changsheng did not find any merit in this story!

"correct..."

The old man looked at Wang Changsheng, smiled slightly and said, "If I remember correctly, you seem to have seen one of those fellow apprentices..."

"Um?"

After hearing the old man's words, Wang Changsheng immediately looked stunned.

Have you ever seen one of these yourself?

Are you kidding me? !

Wang Changsheng asked himself, his memory is pretty good. After becoming a monk, photographic memory has become a very basic skill. Wang Changsheng recalled his own experience and was sure that he had never seen such a powerful existence!

Because among the monks Wang Changsheng had seen, the most powerful ones were half-stepped into the Taoist realm, but the senior brothers mentioned by the old man were definitely not as simple as half-stepped into the Taoist realm.

Wang Changsheng was very sure that the senior brothers mentioned by the old man were at least at the Taoist level.

As for entering the Tao...

Besides Jianmu, Wang Changsheng had never seen anyone else.

Once Wang Changsheng had seen such a powerful person, it would be impossible for him not to be able to forget it, because the other party's powerful strength would definitely make him remember it deeply.

"not..."

Wang Changsheng looked at the old man in front of him and felt a little incredulous: "It can't be him, right?"

I have seen one myself. Aren't I seeing a mysterious strong man of unknown origin now? After doing this for a long time, this old man was bragging to himself through a fictitious story!

Anyway, Wang Changsheng doesn’t really believe it!

"Senior..." Wang Changsheng said directly: "Senior, please clarify, junior... junior does not understand something!"

Not only did he not quite understand, Wang Changsheng was simply confused.

Even though he had been brought to this place for no reason, the culprit who had photographed him here was still a very unreliable strong man. He asked himself to sit down and listen to him tell a story. Before he started, he almost fell asleep. ..

Wang Changsheng didn't know whether he should trust this unreliable old man!

"Kuotian..."

The old man smiled and said, "Do you still remember?"

"Kuotian?" Wang Changsheng was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Is the old man talking about Kuotian realm?"

The old man shook his head gently, and then nodded slightly as if he thought of something.

Seeing the old man's actions, Wang Changsheng became even more confused.

what does it mean?

Wang Changsheng understood that shaking his head means negative and nodding means affirmative. However, what does it mean when the old man denies for a while and affirms for a while?

"This Kuotian is not that Kuotian..." The old man said: "The Kuotian I am talking about is a monk and a very powerful creature. From the aura on your body, I know that you should have seen him... .”

After Wang Changsheng thought hard, he said very firmly: "Senior, if you are talking about the Kuotian Realm, I do know that this junior has stayed there for a long time!"

"If the Kuotian mentioned by the senior is a monk, the junior has indeed never seen it..."

"I've seen... I've seen..." the old man said with a smile.

Wang Changsheng: "..."

Wang Changsheng was puzzled, had he seen it before, didn't he know?

No matter how Wang Changsheng recalled it, the character Kuotian did not exist in his memory. If it was a realm of heaven, Wang Changsheng would have some understanding of it.

Could it be that you can't have the final say on your own memory?

"Senior, I have never seen it..." Wang Changsheng said: "In my memory, there is no memory of this character at all. Am I still unclear about my own memory?"

"That's not necessarily true..."

The old man said softly.

Wang Changsheng: "..."

Wang Changsheng was speechless again. He couldn't control his own memory. Wang Changsheng was about to refute, but suddenly he seemed to have thought of something, and his expression became solemn.

Could it be that my memory has been tampered with by a strong person?

And, is it still the kind of thing where no one is aware of it?