In addition, he also had the complete memory of the boy and all his emotions. For example, at this moment, the boy was extremely sleepy and thought that his mother promised to stir-fry two eggs at night. He hoped that his mother could add more soup and make rice with egg soup at that time, which would be very delicious.

Soon, Xu Yi found that his id perspective began to disappear, and he was slowly immersed in the young man's perspective. He was not surprised or panicked. He felt that only in this way could he see the wonder. Otherwise, if his id perspective always exists, his ontological consciousness will always be clear and he will not be able to understand it at all.

I don’t know how long it took, but when Xu Yi’s ontological consciousness revived again, there was a decayed corpse in his own perspective. From the outline of the corpse’s dry face, it could be vaguely similar to the fifteen-year-old boy at the time.

Xu Yi sighed deeply, feeling indescribable in his heart. If he insisted on condensing these tastes into one word, he felt that it would be "helpless". The boy lived an extremely ordinary life. If he was born in a wealthy family, ordinary may not be a good thing, but as a mountain citizen, ordinary is destined to be a tragedy.

The boy was studying for 15 years. When he was sixteen years old, his father went to the mountains to collect herbs and never returned. When he was seventeen, his mother pawned three acres of five acres of paddy fields he had accumulated over the years, giving the boy a hopeless family. The only thing that is thankful is that the couple is harmonious. At the age of eighteen, the boy became his father.

At less than 25 years old, the young man was already the father of four children. At the age of 27, the epidemic broke out, and one son and one daughter died. His wife was sad and vomited blood, and then he became a hidden disease. At the age of 35, his wife died. The young man pulled up the remaining two sons, and when the two sons became adults, he had accumulated over the years of hard work, and it was all gone.

I worked hard all my life and had very little idleness. In less than fifty years, I was already shook my teeth and fell. In the winter, the extremely cold took away the young man's life. Looking back on the young man's life, I worked hard and mediocre, and I only wanted food and clothing, and my descendants were at peace. Even such a humble request, I couldn't get it.

"I can't help but live a life of ordinary people, who do not have the power and can only be worthy of being an ant, wouldn't it be sad?" Xu Yi sighed softly in his heart, and only sighed. Now, his state of mind has been refined for a long time, and has long been as solid as a rock and as tough as steel.

Although the young man who was manifested in this illusion almost felt like he had lived a life of real life, it could not shake Xu Yi's will. After a flash, the scene changed again. In the towering palace surrounded by clouds and mist, a young man in yellow robe stood tall on the imperial throne...

Xu Yi didn't know how long he had been in the illusion, but he clearly remembered that he had experienced seven generations in this illusion, including emperors, generals, scholars, refugees, beggars, famous prostitutes, old monks... every life was like living it myself.

Among them, birth, old age, sickness and death, love and separation, hatred and meeting, unable to seek, many troubles are like boundless sea of ​​suffering. Even Xu Yi is determined and a little tired. He seems to have walked into a spiritual confusion. No matter how hard he tries, he is always uneasy and at ease.

"Maybe, my power is not enough. If there is the power to destroy the world and eliminate all obstacles, but let everything follow my wishes." As soon as the thought moves, the illusion regenerates. On the top of the vast mountains, a giant creature with a beast-headed human body is roaring at the stars...

In this life, Xu Yi turned into a generation of the most powerful ancestor witches, fighting against the Emperor, destroying the Buddha, defeating the Taoist ancestor, subduing the ten directions, and controlling all worlds. Even if the beloved fairy dies again and again, he can resurrect it again and again. However, every time he is resurrected, the fairy's memory is blurred.

Until the last time, the fairy begged the ancestor witch not to resurrect her again, and she was unwilling to lose even the last little memory of him. The ancestor witch agreed, the fairy fell, the ancestor witch cried endlessly, and Xu Yi's original consciousness appeared again.

This time, the ancestor witch's world was experienced. Because of the powerful power and long life of the ancestor witch, Xu Yi's ontological consciousness seemed to accompany the fairy to experience countless sufferings of reincarnation. His state of mind had reached its extreme, and his ontological consciousness was restored. He had no sorrow or joy, nor sighed.

He murmured, "Flowers bloom and fall, and water overflows. Let it go naturally, maybe it is true freedom." After brushing, Xu Yi felt that his body was suddenly opened up like a world, and countless qi rushed into his body.

The next moment, his consciousness had already escaped from the illusion jade bi, and he saw colorful light flowing all over his body, looking inside the spiritual platform, the two life wheels were rotating at high speed, and then they joined together and turned into two fogs. Gradually, the two fogs turned into two life wheels again, just as before.

The changes were also extremely obvious. The golden life wheel became more solid, and the mushroom cloud vision in the life wheel became more vast and great. What excited Xu Yi the most was that the white Taoist fruit in the original divine map had disappeared. The divine map of the two major life wheels had a pure white background at the same time.

These changes are enough to prove that Xu Yi has successfully broken through the four realms of the Divine Map and melted the Taoist fruit. Xu Yi did not have much joy in his heart, and his state of mind has not returned to normal. He is still immersed in the strong sudden shock of enlightenment and cannot extricate himself.

In fact, Xu Yi also thought rationally that his so-called enlightenment was actually not worth mentioning. He had known this principle for a long time, and even before he practiced, he had seen it in the scriptures countless times. All things are natural, and they are governed by nothing, and let it go, and they can get the great way.

Such a reason is not new, but Xu Yi has never been shocked by such a simple truth as he is now. He knew that the root of all this lies not in the truth itself, but in his eighth life experience in the illusion, and it is precisely because of the eighth life experience.

This simple truth that he had long known for, could burst out such a powerful force and shock his mind. This state is like experiencing the process of "seeing a mountain is a mountain, seeing a mountain is not a mountain, seeing a mountain is still a mountain", which is a process of construction, deconstruction, and reconstruction. It can only be understood, but the words cannot be reached.

However, the strange phenomenon of the life wheel in Xu Yi's body had just ended, and the rolling will of heaven came in time. As soon as the will of heaven was released, Xu Yi was eager to understand and took out the spiritual treasure that had become unrecognizable in time and started to follow the process again.

Unexpectedly, the spiritual treasure was taken out, and there was a movement in the glass octagonal furnace. The glass octagonal furnace, which had already stopped refining the Xuanhuang Jing, started working again.

After brushing it, the Phantom Spirit Jade Bi emitted a hazy light again, and the light turned into mist, and directly wrapped the spiritual treasures that were floating in the rolling will of heaven.
Chapter completed!