[Comprehensive] Time travel is not the fault of the system

Ling Duan desperately wanted to see his mother, flustered for no reason.

However, his mother should still be safe in Shou'an City, maybe the sister-in-laws have given birth to a few more children.

In short, the mother should not be lonely, and live a good life.

Even if he could see her when he went down the mountain, Ling Duan still desperately wanted to see his mother for no reason.

Maybe, it's been too long since I saw you.

After the urgency subsided, he slowly took Zhao Lin's hand and walked towards Mrs. Ji's yard.

Maybe it was a coincidence, Mrs. Ji happened to bring two maids to the garden.

When seeing Ling Duan flying into Mrs. Ji's arms, no matter whether it was the fellow disciples caught in Ling Duan's delusional scene or the people watching outside, they all silently covered their faces.

#I have never seen such a brazen person#

In the trial of delusion, the person with the deepest obsession returns to the scene, and the age shown is his own age at that time, not his grown-up body.

Even if it's your mother, but Lingduan, you're not under too much psychological pressure!

However, Mrs. Ji's performance quickly let them know what it means that like a mother, like a son.

Mrs. Ji motioned to the big maid beside her to pick up Duan Xiaopang, and the proficiency of the maid made all the disciples of Tianyong City feel black.

Brother, how much did you weigh when you were a child, so that you, a mother who seems to love children like crazy, can't even hug you, and the maidservant has become a habit of hugging you? !

Zhao Lin felt that the three views he had cultivated in Tianyong City were about to crack.

In the next second, Mrs. Ji expressed her maternal, cough, grandmother love to her eldest grandson: "Come, Lin'er, come to grandma."

Zhao Lin walked over in a daze, and was embraced by Mrs. Ji.

A group of people brushed yoooooooo [not] in their hearts.

For three whole days, Lingduan and his group lived a life of good food and drink in the Jifu. Compared with Baili Tusu in the delusional world next door, it is not too extravagant!

The passage of time in the delusional realm is different from that of the outside world. Although three days have passed inside, it has only passed a while outside.

Unlike Baili Tusu, the delusion in the mausoleum is incomprehensible.

His family members in the mortal world should still be living well, and he, who was born as a noble son, can be said to want to win the wind. This obsession with missing relatives is unlikely to overwhelm the obsessions of all other disciples. Will everyone bring him into his delusional realm?

The elder who knew the truth had some bad premonitions. Could it be that Ling Duan's cultivation base has increased over the years, and the seal of his memories will be broken? !

Their guess came true.

When the messengers of Ji's family in the capital came to Ji's mansion in a hurry, the whole Ji's mansion seemed to be covered with a layer of cloud.

When Mrs. Ji secretly arranged for the maid to take Lingduan and Zhaolin away, everyone realized something was wrong.

Lingduan and Zhaolin were taken away by Mrs. Ji's maidservant and left Shou'an City, while other people in his delusional realm were excluded.

Weird, very strange.

According to the financial resources of Jifu, even if Lingduan and Zhaolin were sent away from their hometown, it was impossible for only one maid to take them away, let alone a little belongings.

Halfway through the journey, all the belongings they carried had been used up.

Baili Tusu and Lingyue broke through his illusionary realm, and when they came out, all the people in Tianyong City were looking at the image projected by the illusionary realm, and their expressions were not very good-looking.

What happened?

They turned their attention to the image.

It was a severe drought that caused thousands of miles of red land.

Discussed disaster victims attributed this to Emperor Chongning's atrocities, because of a rebellion within the royal family, several families were implicated-the disposal method was to implicate the nine families.

A faceless woman led two emaciated children.

They walked silently past a group of victims who were fighting.

Those people are fighting for Guanyin soil, a kind of soil that can satisfy hunger, and can only satisfy hunger.

"Do evil! Do evil!" There were also victims walking tirelessly beside them, looking at the dry and cracked land, the peeled and dead trees with grief and indignation.

When the two terribly thin children finally entered Tianyong City, the scene finally came to an abrupt end.

Zhao Lin's figure appeared in the square.

Among the disciples of Ling Duan's generation, almost no one has seen Ling Duan who is so thin. Even before he was a teenager, Ling Duan had always looked like a little fat man. No one thought that he would be so thin.

"Where is Senior Brother? Why hasn't he come out yet?" Ling Ya and the others who had left the mausoleum's delusion first, went to support Zhao Lin who had not recovered from the impact. Zhao Lin looked around and asked.

The elders also frowned, but Xu Xin was still smiling, looking at the projection that had no screen to display.

what's the situation?

Others also moved their eyes back to the projection, and after a few seconds, another picture suddenly appeared.

"Grandpa, you'll be fine, you'll be fine." A young man knelt beside an old man and said with a choked voice.

The old man gave a few words to the young man in a dying breath, which made the young man burst into tears.

What they were in was a dilapidated house, except for the broken bamboo mat that the old man was lying on, there was no furniture around, and the floor was covered with a thick layer of dust.

It stands to reason that this dilapidated house should be a place where no one cares about. Judging by the desolation of the grandpa and grandson, it should be a place where no one cares about.

However, just as the grandpa and grandson were parting from each other, the door, which could barely block the wind, was pushed open with a "squeak".

In came a young man in a blue and white gi.

"A descendant of the Jimo family?" the man said.

The old man straightened up tremblingly, his eyes burst into light for a moment: "Going back to the ancestors, they are the unworthy descendants!"

The young man looked at the old man, then turned to look at the young man: "Are you the last blood of my Jimo family?"

The boy nodded.

"Then come with me." After the man finished speaking, he no longer looked at the boy, but turned to look at the old man.

The old man kowtowed happily to the man: "Thank you, thank you ancestor..."

After all, there was no movement.

There was a trace of compassion in the man's eyes, and the young man touched the old man's body with trembling fingers.

no response.

The people in the picture were silent, and the people in Tianyong City outside were also silent.

It should be the delusional realm of Lingduan, but the memory of a stranger appeared.

In the delusional trial, the trialer can change the scene in the memory, but now the projected ones are all real memories, which cannot be changed.

The elders of Tianyong City looked at the style of the man's Taoist uniform inside, and they were a little agitated, but fell silent again.

That person is from... Qionghua.

After finding a place to bury the old man, the boy was taken away by the man Yu Jian.

"I have been away from the mortal world for hundreds of years, and I can't remember the name of the layman. You can call me my ancestor. I am a member of the Qionghua Sect, and my Taoist name is Guanyuan." The man said to the boy.

The people in Tianyong City, whether they were disciples or elders, all gasped.

The disciples are naturally because the entire Qionghua faction became demonized more than a hundred years ago. They never thought that there would be people from the Qionghua faction in this delusional memory—and they were from the Qionghua faction before they became demons. how early!

Moreover, you must know that even before becoming a demon, the Qionghua faction was the largest faction in the world.

Elders, it is naturally because of the Taoist name reported by that man.

Guanyuan, the head of the No.20 generation of the Qionghua Sect, later came out again, and served as the great elder of Qionghua. undefeated.

No, it's not undefeated, but almost crushed.

Who is the owner of this memory? !Is it Lingduan? !

No, it is absolutely impossible!

The other elders thought so, however, the master commandment elder at Lingduan looked at the elder holding the sword and the apricot-robed Taoist Xu Xin, but frowned.

The screen flipped, and the place where Guanyuan and the young man arrived was not the Qionghua faction where Guanyuan was.

Seeing the familiar white and purple Taoist clothes, all the people in Tianyong City gasped.

That is... Tianyong City.

"I don't know if Master Guanyuan is here, what's the matter?" The old man in the costume of the sect master said solemnly, stroking his beard.

Guanyuan glanced at him speechlessly: "Yunxu, are you pretending to be an old man and addicted? Speak well."

The young man looked at his ancestor in amazement, as if he didn't expect that the serious-looking ancestor would say such a thing.

"Hey, don't you yourself pretend to be so well-dressed in the sect... Okay, okay, I won't say anything, don't draw your sword! What's the matter with you?" Yun Xu said, but he already understood.

As expected, Guanyuan pulled the young man in front of him: "My younger generation, I have seen it on the road, and it is suitable for your Tianyong exercises, but not suitable for me to go back to Qionghua to practice swords. In a word, do you accept him to do it?" apprentice?"

Yun Xu was a little dumbfounded: "You have to let me see his aptitude first..."

Guan Yuan put his hand on the sword again.

Yunxu didn't seem to notice, he only held the young man's hand, and used his spiritual power to walk around his body: "Okay! He's a good seedling who cultivates clear energy!"

Guan Yuan raised his head slightly: "Of course, otherwise, I would give him to you?"

Yun Xu didn't care about Guan Yuan's complacent look on the side, he just held the young man's hand, as if he was afraid that he would be snatched back by Guan Yuan: "Good boy, you can worship under the old man's family!"

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Look, brother Yuan who brushed his presence...