"Master, is this really just my imagination?" Wuqi asked after a moment.

Wolson smiled brightly, nodded, patted Wuqi's little head intimately, and said, "Of course. Look at how old you are. If the things in your memory are not imagination, what can it be? Do you really think that those pictures are your experience?"

"If not, why is it so real?" Wuqi asked again.

"The truth is because you are willing to believe them. If you are not willing to believe them, they are not real. But, whether you believe them or not, there is one thing that can be confirmed by your teacher. Those things must not be real, you have never experienced so many things at all. Those experiences made by your imagination are too rich and self-made, like a dream, right.

You should understand by using dreams to explain it, right? Of course, if you don’t understand, your teacher can tell you why. Why do you suddenly have so many memories, because you are training. Have you forgotten?"

"Training?" Wuqi looked at Wolson in confusion and asked, "What kind of training is there?"

"You kid are really forgetful. Logically speaking, you have such a good memory and you shouldn't have forgotten what happened just now. It's really strange, but it doesn't matter. Since you forgot, I'll tell you."

When Walls saw Wuqi, he didn't know what he was saying. His eyes were stunned and he seemed a little surprised, but he was not surprised. After just a moment, he shook his head and smiled. He said, "Little bastard. Are you doing meditation training. Do you remember? Didn't you say you want to learn witchcraft? So, Master, I'm teaching you to meditate. Recalling it carefully, Master believes you will remember it."

After saying this, Wolson stopped talking, and he fell into silence. He looked at Wuqi silently with a kind smile, looking like he hoped that Wuqi would recall the things he had forgotten. He was not artificial in his expression or tone, and seemed very real, which made Wuqi's gaze suddenly become even more confused.

Meditation? Am I really meditating? All my previous experiences were meditated by myself? If this is the case, why can I still remember so many things?

As soon as he thought about this, Wuqi felt that he seemed to have grasped some flaw. When his heart moved, he immediately smiled and looked up at Wolson and said mysteriously: "Master. I really hope that what you said is true. Because in this way, I have never lost you at all.

But I’m really sorry, you are not my master at all. If all you said is true, then I can’t remember so many practice methods.”

After saying this, Wuqi no longer hesitated. He raised his hand and waved his hand and concentrated his energy, fully burst out his strength, induced the aura of the cultivator in his body, and left the fake Wolson in front of him speechless. However, it would be fine if he didn't do this. He really wanted to put what he thought in his heart into action, but he was shocked and completely stunned.

Because, relying on the method in memory to stimulate the breath in the body, Wu Qicai was surprised to find that the breath in his body disappeared, as if it had never existed before, and was empty. At this moment, there was no cultivator's aura in his body, except for the internal organs that were like ordinary people.

This discovery suddenly shocked Wuqi's mind and showed a look of horror and horror that he had never felt before. He stared at his hands that had been tossing for a long time but could not even summon the spell and seal the ball. He couldn't believe it was true, and he exclaimed in disbelief.

"This... how is this possible!!! Why... how can't I even summon the spell ball? Why is this happening? No! In my body, why is there no breath of the most important cultivator, and there is not even a trace of it. What's going on?"

"Oh... why don't you want to believe in being a teacher? You have told you many times! What kind of aura of a cultivator and a spell and a ball are all your own imagination. There is no such thing at all. There is a cultivator's aura in this world, but how can you have it before you become a cultivator!" Walls reminded again.

As soon as this said, Wuqi suddenly shook his mind and trembled violently. He was as if he was suddenly struck by a thunderclap. He couldn't say a word at all. Although his mouth was very big, he couldn't make a sound. It was not that he was unfortunately lost by such a huge blow, but that his mind was blank.

Imagination? Haha... Could it be that all my previous experiences, such real things, are all my imaginations that I wish to devote to? What a joke! This won't be true! This...how could this be true?

After a long time, Wu Qi came back to his senses from the huge blow, but it was fine if he didn't come back to his senses. As soon as he came back to his senses, he cried. A strong and extremely reluctance suddenly came like a mountain torrent, surging his heart bit by bit.

"So, my wife, children, and so many partners are all fake? Hahahaha! How could this happen? How could it be..."

After a while, Wuqi finally spoke, but it was not a great enlightenment after seeing through all the mysteries in the world. Instead, an indescribable bitterness surged in his heart, and his expression was not as cheerful as a child, and he seemed more and more pitiful, which made Wolson feel distressed.

"Okay, OK." Seeing this, Wolson quickly stepped forward and patted Wuqi's head with concern, and comforted him in a low voice: "Stop crying. Little guy, this is nothing. In fact, when I first meditated, I was in the same pain as you. Because it takes a lot of courage to admit that those are false.

However, everything has passed. Don’t you still have a master? Also, the senior brothers and sisters living in Wushan Mountain are not worse than those friends you imagined. Wuqi, good boy, don’t cry anymore. Remember, you are not alone, but your master is here, and your senior brothers and sisters are here. We are your family."

“Woo…”

It turns out that everything is fake, it turns out that everything is my own imagination.

The next moment, when Wuqi finally understood everything, his emotions were released, and he could no longer suppress his sadness. He bumped into Wolson's arms like an ordinary child, and burst into tears. The loud voice was shocking, which made Wolson even more stunned.

Wolson obviously did not expect that Wuqi's cry could be like thunder. His voice resounded throughout Wushan. Many Wushan disciples who were still practicing in Wushan ran over in panic and asked themselves with concern "What happened". However, Wolson did not mean to blame Wuqi. He just smiled at Wuqi in his arms with kindness.

In the next few days, Wuqi began to practice seriously under Walson's teachings, and he gradually forgot everything and his imagination. Because in Wuqi's view, since those are all fake, why do you have to waste your mind and deliberately remember them? Therefore, Wuqi gradually became distracted from the loss of his memory.

For him, the only thing he cares about now is his home and relatives, namely Wolson and Wushan. Without knowing that his previous experiences were all imaginations, Wuqi would not easily forget these things, but after it was completely confirmed, he would not have so much attention to his memory.

The only thing Wuqi thinks about now is to live a good life with his master. He slowly grew up under the careful care of Walson, and then accompanied Walson to grow old little by little. With the previous imagined experience, he no longer became interested in the outside world, nor did he want to go down the mountain to take risks. The only thing he thought about was to stay by Walson's side forever and feel the warmth of his family.

However, when Wuqi thought that the next day would be spent in peace and that this was the real reality, an unexpected discovery made him doubt his feelings at this moment. That situation happened in the back mountain, because he went to the back mountain to fetch water after getting up according to his daily life habits.

Just at this moment, I heard the sound of the senior sisters bathing in the spring water in the back mountain. Wuqi looked in the direction where the sound came with interest. Not long after, he found the place where the senior sisters bathed. In order to worry that the senior sisters would find themselves, Wuqi hid behind an inconspicuous rock with instinct.

This scene was very consistent with the experience he imagined, but the only thing that was consistent was the previous part. When he got behind this rock, he encountered a completely different situation.

In the experience that Wuqi imagined, he happened to meet the master who was also peeking at his senior sisters' bath. I don't know how many times it has happened. Since he became sensible, this has happened. Even in the end, the master would take the initiative to bring himself over to enjoy the beautiful scenery of Wushan.

However, this time, he did not see Wolson, and he looked around for half a day but couldn't find it. Moreover, after a day, Wuqi came to the same place again, but still did not see Wolson. In the next week, Wuqi was here every day, and according to the time he remembered, he was squatting here, just to meet his master and have a closer relationship with his master.

Because, since Wuqi believed Wolson's words that day, he felt that the other party seemed to have become a little harsh. This was a bit different from the Wolson in his memory, but Wuqi didn't care too much about these, because after all, this is reality. There is no difference between reality and imagination, so it is not reality.

However, when he took a week to trample on the spot, not only did he not wait for Wolson to come once, but unfortunately, his senior sisters found out that he was severely punished by Wolson before. He was beaten to the point where he was covered with bruises all over his body, and several wounds were even broken, and shocking abscesses were leaked, he finally felt that something was wrong here.

"Do you know why your teacher is going to hit you?" Wolson said. At this moment, Wolson was very angry and glared at Wuqi's beard and looked furious. His eyes widened, and his hands were trembling with anger.

This was the first time Wuqi saw Wolson like this. He was shocked and didn't dare to say a word, but just shook his head silently.
Chapter completed!