Seeing this person, Tie Tang felt that his mind was at peace, and he no longer had any worries as before.

He picked up the little puppy at his feet, gently stroked the golden hair with his hands, and jumped forward.

The elegant man holding a white fan in his hand was surprised to see another person appear here. When he saw that Tie Tang had broken a leg and still walked over, he became even more curious.

He confirmed that he did not know Tie Tang, but he felt a sense of peace in his heart. He could not feel any vigilance and was subconsciously filled with good feelings.

At this time, Tie Tang had already walked up to him, bowed and put down the puppy, looked directly at the other person, moved his lips, and wanted to say something, but he never spoke.

After being looked at like this, it was the man who spoke first: "Brother, have I seen you somewhere?"

Tie Tang frowned when he heard this, realized something, and said solemnly: "Brother Thirteen, don't you remember me?"

The man in front of him is the Thirteenth Man of Nanhai, who was astonishingly talented and beautiful tens of thousands of years ago. He is also Tie Tang’s original motivation to find the man in the painting.

"Oh? Do you know me, brother? Jiang is indeed the thirteenth in the family, but forgive Jiang for being blunt, it seems... you and I are strangers to each other?"

Thirteenth Lang's reply made Tie Tang wake up instantly.

He realized...

It is true that Thirteenth Brother does not know him, and he has never met the real person of Thirteenth Brother.

All memories.

They all come from the illusion in the tomb that day!

So.

Is the Thirteenth Brother in front of me real...or fake?

Tie Tang pondered for a moment and finally made a decision. Even if the Thirteenth Lang of Nanhai in front of him might be fake or an illusion, he still wanted to tell him.

"Brother Thirteen, let me tell you a story."

"Want to hear the details!"

The two of them sat cross-legged on the spot, with clouds and mist stirring in the fairyland. The little golden-haired puppy was wagging its tail crazily, chasing the vitality beasts, and circling around the two of them from time to time, listening to something, not sure if it could understand it.

Tie Tang dragged out everything about what happened to him in the tomb, without hiding anything, including Tian Wen and Li Geng.

Thirteenth Lang, who didn't take it seriously at first, raised his eyebrows after hearing the words Nanhai, Coral Continent, Continent Lord, "White Rainbow Secret Law", "Danxia True Scroll", "Qingliu Xuandian", "Duhun Heart Sutra", etc.

Unconsciously, I picked up a few points.

After hearing that the continent leader left his hometown where he had been operating for many years in order to pursue a woman, his expression was a little moved.

Stay until the end.

The cold and cruel ending appeared, but Thirteenth Lang was a little surprised, and then he shook his head casually.

Compared to the ignorant Tie Tang, he knows better where this place is and what he will face.

"Your story... is very touching, but if the protagonist were me... the ending would be a bit too miserable. Is this a warning from heaven to me?"

After saying these words, Tie Tang immediately guessed something.

Most likely it’s not an illusion!

The Thirteenth Lang in front of him must be real, otherwise he would not be able to say such things.

And.

Judging from his reaction... I am afraid that Brother Thirteen has not yet fallen to the point where his cultivation has been completely destroyed and he has become a mortal.

Tie Tang said anxiously: "Brother Thirteen, it is a great opportunity for you and me to meet here. You must believe my words.

Leave that woman immediately after you go out, and you may be able to avoid subsequent disasters!"

"I also have a good impression of my brother, but if what you said is true... doesn't it mean that you are a person from later generations tens of thousands of years in the future? Then how can you and I meet at this time?

Besides.

If everything you see is real, doesn’t it mean I have to admit that cruel future?

The future is full of uncertainties, and I, Jiang Feng, will never be weaker than others in my life. Even if the world is turned upside down and countless disasters happen to me, I will be happy and not afraid."

Tie Tang felt a chill in his heart when he heard this.

He realized a very important issue.

To Thirteenth Lang, I am the future, and to myself, Thirteenth Lang is the past.

The past cannot be changed!

No matter how tragic the fate of Thirteenth Lang of the South China Sea is in the future, it is a sure thing, what is destined to happen, and no one or anything can change it.

Everything I do now... is in vain!

He couldn't even make Nanhai Thirteenth Man completely believe his words.

Tie Tang's mind turned quickly and he carefully reviewed the encounters in the illusion of the tomb. Unlike Tian Wen and Li Geng, the memories of the latter two had gradually dissipated after leaving the illusion.

And he replaced a real close friend of Nanhai Thirteenth Lang, so his memory has not been reduced in the slightest and is still intact.

"Brother Thirteen, at the end of the fantasy, 'I', your best friend, was dead, so he didn't see your final ending.

I believe that even if you have become a mortal, as long as you seize any chance, you can still rise to the sky again, you must believe me!"

Thirteenth Lang of Nanhai believed 70% to 80% of the time, but he still had a few final doubts in his heart.

He knows that he is in the miasma of the gods, and he knows that everything he encounters may be an illusion of the evolution of the miasma.

Even though the man in front of him who called himself "Tie Tang" said many things that others could never know, he still retained the last trace of doubt.

Because he has these things in his memory, after Fengshenmias knows about it, he can completely transform into an illusion to deceive himself.

"Brother Tie Tang, Jiang, let's take what you said as true, but after all, it is a matter of the future, let's talk about it another day.

I see that your body is mutilated and your soul is damaged. Do you not know where you are?"

Tie Tang hesitated and nodded silently.

He really didn't know what was happening at the moment. Maybe everything he saw was just an illusion, a monstrous change deep in the memory of the sea of ​​consciousness.

It is obvious that the Thirteenth Lang of Nanhai is a person who lived tens of thousands of years ago and may have died long ago, so I should not and cannot see him.

After hearing what he said, Nanhai Thirteenth Man believed his previous words 10% more.

Perhaps it was due to a deep feeling in his heart, or perhaps it was Tie Tang’s previous words that had an effect, so he decided to help Tie Tang.

"This is the Fengshen Realm where the Fengshen Miasma evolved. You must have inhaled the Fengshen Miasma to reach this place.

You must have suffered a lot of torture in the past and lost part of your body. This is because the Conferred God Realm is devouring your soul.

Next, you will encounter endless suffering, and eventually lose everything, leaving only the remnant soul floating in this endless world of gods."

"Sealing God Miasma? What is this...I can't possibly inhale that kind of thing..."

The Thirteenth Man of Nanhai gently waved the folding fan in his hand: "You must have been framed by someone. When the soul was out of the body to practice, someone secretly poisoned you, and you had no time to react.

I observe that your soul is as strong as it is strong, but the miasma of the Conferred God has completely blinded your mind, making it difficult to see the truth.

It is fate that you and I met each other. Thank you for not giving up and telling Jiang an interesting story.

In this way, I have a method here called "Hui Meng Heart Sutra", which was created by Jiang who spent his whole life.

Now that I have passed it on to you, you can break through all illusions, find your true self, and leave this world."

Before Tie Tang could respond, Thirteenth Lang reached out his other hand and caressed the top of his head.

The big golden characters emerged in the sea of ​​consciousness one by one, and gradually gathered into a scripture, which is mysterious, simple, majestic, dreamlike, and like a bubble.

As the complete scripture emerged, the figures of Thirteenth Lang of Nanhai and the little puppy on the ground gradually disappeared.

Tie Tang suddenly came to his senses and asked a question he had wanted to know for a long time: "Brother Thirteen, who is that woman's name?"

The Thirteenth Man of Nanhai looked stunned, his eyebrows flickering, as if he was thinking or hesitating about something.

It wasn't until his body from the neck down had dissipated that he slowly spit out a name.

"Her name is Yu Linglong!"

"Tie Tang, if what you said is true, if you have not evolved from the Fengshen Miasma, Jiang hopes... that you can forget everything and stop pursuing the long-gone past."

"Brother Thirteen!"

Tie Tang struggled to grab it, but couldn't catch anything. Only a few wisps of clouds drifted across his palm.

"I didn't expect that after such a long time...Brother Thirteen, I still need you to come and save me. If I forget everything, how can I reply to your affection?"

Tie Tang's eyes were firm, and he sat cross-legged, thinking about the big golden characters one by one.

"Every day I think about it, and every night I dream about it. Dreams are just dreams, and waking up is all in vain. I have spent my whole life working hard and using up all my talents to create my own Dream-Returning Heart Sutra, which is divided into "Dream Entering Chapter" and "Dream Chasing Chapter".

"Returning to a Dream"..."

……

“I didn’t know I was a guest in the dream, but when I woke up I realized that everything was in vain.”

"The Fengshen Miasma is really wonderful, it actually gave me such an adventure!"

A man sat up from the exquisitely carved dragon and phoenix bed, raised his hands above his head, stretched hard, and the muscles and bones all over his body crackled.
To be continued...