Chapter 560 Reality and Illusion

"Let me go! Let me go quickly!"

Kong Ming lay in the hospital bed for several days. Every day when he woke up, he would make a big fuss, making everyone in the hospital afraid of him.

"Severe schizophrenia, mania, hallucinations, auditory hallucinations, and visual hallucinations... This patient seems to think that he is a master of... fantasy novels, or fairy tales, anyway, he is a master in the works that children love to read now."

"Oh, I know, the Immortal Emperor is reborn or something, right?"

"Hahahaha, when the qigong craze started in the early years, there were also patients of this type. They said they discovered that they had golden elixirs after practicing qigong, and ended up with kidney stones."

"Forget it, be careful anyway. His condition is not stable yet. It's best to find someone to keep an eye on him."

Kongming was lying on the bed, hearing the conversation of these people in white coats, his eyes filled with anger.

He didn't know what kind of magical power He Ping used, but it was indeed able to confuse himself and trap him in an illusion.

"Haha... Mr. He, you underestimate me, Venerable Kong Ming, too much."

"I have been able to cultivate to the realm of manifesting the gods only by years of solid hard training. My will is as strong as a rock and can withstand countless disasters. Do you think that such a small battle can defeat me!"

"No matter what tricks you play, I will not be deceived by your calculations. It is just a small illusion, no matter how much you try, it will not be able to confuse me..."

Kong Ming took a deep breath and kept his mind tight.

In this way, he stayed in the Sixth Mental Hospital for several months. Gradually, Kong Ming felt that he was a little unable to adapt to such a life. The reason was very simple, that is, Kong Ming lost his magic power. Because, he became a mortal.

No, his current body, or the body in the illusion, is even weaker than that of a mortal. The powerful and omnipotent sense that he had spent hundreds of years cultivating the power of his soul and achieving the level of spiritual manifestation is completely gone. .

It can be said that Kong Ming's cultivation was completely abolished. No, it should be said that it was worse than having his cultivation abolished. He found that he had become a baby, incredibly weak. This feeling of powerlessness was worse than being abolished. He found it intolerable for people to lose their cultivation.

"no."

He thought to himself that he could no longer stay in this strange "hospital". The doctors and nurses here were extremely strict with him. Once they found out that he had any special behavior, they would give him a sedative without hesitation.

Kong Ming discovered that after injecting that injection into his body, he would feel dizzy and have a headache, and become drowsy. He would often sleep for most of the day, and he would feel groggy.

In addition, the doctor would also let him take a drug regularly. After taking the drug, his mind seemed to be empty and his thinking would become chaotic.

"This illusion formation is so powerful that even a soul like me can't tell the difference between reality and illusion. So far, I can't even see the flaws in it!"

This is also very powerful. This illusion formation is really outrageous. Even a strong man like him at the soul level can't see any flaws. This is a bit paradoxical.

"No, I still have to escape!"

Lord Kong Ming made up his mind to escape from this mental hospital.

"To put it bluntly, He Ping did not break up my soul. He did not dare to really kill me, otherwise the Wanling Sect would eventually notice my affairs. Even if the two worlds are separated, I, the other masters of the Wanling Sect, I will also come to this continent in the near future. Once the incident comes to light, it will be almost impossible to deal with it."

Kong Ming also knows one thing very well, that is, He Daoren is a member of the Immortal Puppet Sect. The Immortal Puppet Sect is famous for being the best at stealing dragons and turning phoenixes. It is easy to steal other people's identities using puppet techniques. However, as long as one's own soul If it is destroyed, the Wanling Sect will definitely feel something.

Overlord-level forces such as the Wanling Sect will provide important people in the sect with life lamps to entrust their souls. After they are killed, the life lamps will eventually be extinguished.

"If my guess is correct, he must be using the illusion array to confuse my soul. I need to try to gather the magic power of the soul and recover, so that I can break the status quo."

From that day on, he no longer antagonized the nurses and doctors in the hospital, but became much more docile.

But secretly, he hid the medicine he took under his tongue and spit it out, just because he behaved more cooperatively. Gradually, the hospital began to lower its vigilance towards him, which also gave Kong Ming a chance.

One day, when a female nurse came to feed him, he hid a sharpened spoon under the pillow and pierced her neck.

Poof!

The female nurse fell down clutching her bleeding neck.

The scene was chaotic. Venerable Kong Ming took advantage of the chaos and rushed out of the ward, knocking down two security guards with his fists. He fled desperately and rushed out of the mental hospital, only to be hit head-on by a truck.

Kong Ming felt severe pain all over his body. He was knocked several meters away by the truck. His body kept twitching, and finally he died.

…

"I am dead!"

"No, this is just an illusion. If you die, you will die."

He suddenly opened his eyes and saw the familiar ceiling of the ward.

"This...this is..."

"Hold him, don't let him move."

Several thick and powerful hands stretched out and pinned Kongming firmly to the bed.

"Oops! The patient woke up again."

"Didn't I just give him an injection?"

"Don't let him move. He hit the nurse before. This guy's mania is really serious. Quick, give him another dose of sedative!"

In an instant, Kong Ming felt a sense of immediacy. He had obviously experienced this scene before, and time had obviously reset again.

…

Next, Kong Ming discovered that time had completely returned to seven months ago.

Everything turned out the same as before, and he knew he had been "played".

"You bastard...is this part of your plan?"

Kong Ming gritted his teeth. He learned his lesson this time and decided not to fight in a brutal way. Because he was not as uncooperative as the previous reincarnation, and the doctors and nurses were no longer wary of him.

Then, one night, while no one was looking, he decided to escape from the hospital.

The moment he left the hospital, someone swung a blunt instrument and hit Kong Ming on the back of the head. His eyes blackened and he was killed on the spot.

…

"Oops! The patient woke up again."

"Didn't I just give him an injection?"

Kong Ming heard a familiar voice again.

The ceiling was familiar, and so was the hospital bed I was lying on.

"I see!"

He realized that after his death, time reset again.

"This magic array can only produce effects within the scope of this hospital. As long as I can leave this area, the effect of the array may be broken!"

This is what he thought. In order to achieve this goal, Kong Ming tried his best to escape from the hospital.

However, he failed again this time.

This time a fire broke out in the hospital before he could act, and he was burned alive. Time reset again and it was back to the day he was hospitalized.

Kong Ming did not believe in evil. He made "escape" plans during time reset time and time again, but failed again and again.

Finally, after five hundred meaningless time resets, Kong Ming gave up.

"I know, I lost...let me go!"

He shouted into the empty air.

"He Ping, I am defeated. If you let me out of here, I will promise you anything."

There was no response from Kong Ming, but people around the corridor looked at him with strange eyes, as if they were looking at a fool.

"Doctor, he's sick again."

"Catch him first."

He was tied back to the bed by a group of caregivers.

Only this time, Kong Ming acted unusually calm, showing no resistance or taking any action. He lay on the bed and received medicine and treatment as if he had accepted his fate.

Seven months later, a major earthquake struck suddenly.

Kong Ming died again, but this time, he was surprised to find that he had returned to reality. In the Puppet Demon City, He Ping sat on a throne and said with a smile: "Kong Ming, do you have something on your mind?" Enlightenment?"

"What the hell!"

Kongming's whole body's magic power surged. This time, he took back his physical body, and the power of his soul also returned to himself. In an instant, a ball of holy magic energy had released infinite light, emitting light in the void, and the earth and water The power of the four groups of wind and fire also shook.

"Nie Zhan, it seems you haven't learned your lesson yet!"

He Ping laughed, raised his right hand slightly, and a huge palm print hit invisible, causing the entire space to collapse.

Kong Ming still wanted to resist, but he only felt that the palm print was squeezed down all of a sudden, and he was so fierce that he could not resist. It seemed that between this palm, the huge force of heaven and earth was being pulled down. He screamed, as if he was knocked down from the sky. , fell into nothingness.

…

"came back!"

Kong Ming opened his eyes.

"This Mr. He is really difficult to deal with!"

He lay back on the original hospital bed again, hearing a familiar voice in his ears.

"Oh, I know, the Immortal Emperor is reborn or something, right?"

"Hahahaha, in the early years when qigong was a craze, there were people like this..."

Hearing these voices, Lord Kong Ming confirmed one thing, that is, he was back in the illusory array, and this illusory array continued to cycle through time.

"But this time it's different."

Kong Ming clenched his fists. He could sense that there was a slight fluctuation of mana in his frail body.

"He Ping, you still underestimate me too much. You gave me a chance and a chance to make a comeback."

In the following time, he was in despair, and he tried his best to gather strength bit by bit.

boom!

Seven months later, he regained control of the power of his soul. With a sudden jolt, he realized a hint of the magical power of creating all things in his mind. In an instant, he broke through the illusory formation that enveloped him.

"He Ping, go to hell!"

Outside the illusion formation was He Ping, who was in retreat. He seemed to be injured, and was attacked by Kong Ming's sneak attack, leaving him in a state of disarray.

"What a Kong Ming. I didn't expect you to be able to break free from my illusion."

"You underestimated the heroes of the world. Not only did your illusory formation fail to trap me, it actually allowed me to make a breakthrough and understand the realm of refining the void and creation. Please borrow your help!"

Venerable Kong Ming struck violently, taking advantage of the moment he was injured to attack fiercely, finally defeating He Ping, and even his soul was beaten into ashes and annihilated.

Next, Kongming took over the puppet demon city left by He Ping, as well as countless treasures, and also used the underground kingdom in the desert, the Ten Thousand Laws Alliance, and various legacies.

A few years later, his cultivation became more and more advanced, and he even obtained the ancient gate to the world. He was about to open the sky rail to connect to Tianfangzhou Wanling Sect, but a voice came from the depths of his mind. It was a deep voice. male voice.

"Severe schizophrenia, mania, hallucinations, auditory hallucinations, visual hallucinations..."

Kong Ming's eyes narrowed, and in a daze, his mind was shaken, and everything in front of him was distorted and changed.

…

"Damn...I'm back again!"

A ray of sunlight shone on Kong Ming's face, and he woke up. Before he opened his eyes, he heard a voice in his ears.

"Severe schizophrenia, mania, hallucinations, auditory hallucinations, visual hallucinations..."

A young doctor took the medical record and sighed: "The patient seems to think that he is...a master in fantasy novels, or fairy tales, or in the works that children love to read these days."

"Oh, I know, the Immortal Emperor is reborn or something, right?"

A little nurse answered.

"Hahahaha, when the qigong craze started in the early years, there were also patients of this type. They said they discovered they had golden elixirs after practicing qigong, and ended up with kidney stones."

There was also a gray-haired department director who smiled bitterly: "By the way, Xiaohe, then I will leave this bed to you."

"roll!"

Venerable Kong Ming roared, and before he could say anything, he was suppressed by a crowd of people again, gave him an injection, and fell into a deep sleep.

Two days later, he remained silent or spoke. He lay in bed every day and looked at the flower garden outside the window, as if he were a dead man.

"I'm still in the illusory formation... Then why can Daoist He play with me so easily? As a powerful soul, why can't I see through the reality of this illusory formation?"

Day after day passed, he still couldn't figure out the reason, and gradually began to doubt himself.

It wasn't until a few months later that his attending physician, Dr. He, questioned him as usual.

"How is your food lately?"

"good."

"Did you take your medicine on time?"

"Take your medicine on time."

"There are no auditory hallucinations, right?"

"No."

"oh."

Doctor He took a pen and wrote quickly on the medical records.

"If you can keep it up, your condition should be able to recover stably."

"Am I...really sick?"

Kong Ming cast a suspicious look at Dr. He in front of him.

"You and others say that I am sick, so how are you going to prove that I am sick?"

"hehe."

Dr. He couldn't help laughing: "This involves professional medical evaluation. We can't imprison normal people in this hospital... Well, but the questions you asked are very logical, which proves that your schizophrenia is worse than It was much better before.”

The young doctor put down his pen and asked again: "So, Venerable Kongming, how do you prove that the world you lived in in the past was not a delusion after your schizophrenia, but the real world?"

"You, you are from He Dao!"

When Kongming heard the tone of his voice, he was suddenly startled and was about to get up from the bed.

"calm down."

Dr. He sighed: "I'm definitely not a He Daoist. I'm just a doctor. Your attending doctor. Your schizophrenia is very interesting. You seem to have brought me and some people in the hospital into your mind. In the fantasy... According to your previous self-report, you seem to regard me as some kind of villain, but unfortunately in this real world, I am just an ordinary person."

Kong Ming looked carefully at Dr. He's face. This face was a little blurry, and it was somewhat different from the He Ping's face in his memory... No, speaking of it, he was also quite vague about Dr. He's face. He really had Have you met each other?

Suddenly, a strange confusion penetrated deeply into his heart.

"I can tell you're doubting your memory and hallucinations from the past, and that's a good sign."

Dr. He added: "Why don't you think about it carefully? Do you think there are people in reality who can really fly, perform Taoism and magic, kill demons, and do all kinds of incredible things?"

He sighed: "In the world we live in, there is a logic called objective facts. All orders and laws are affected by physical phenomena. You have also read books and should have learned this knowledge."

Yes.

I don't know why, but it seems strange that Kong Ming's mind does have all kinds of knowledge in this illusion world.

In this world, the source of Heavenly Dao does not exist. Of course, there are no monks, demons, or the so-called cultivation world.

This world is a mediocre, boring, and extremely ordinary five-turbid land. At least, this is from the perspective of a monk.

"It's okay to be in another world. There is a source of heaven in that world...so everything is possible."

"Then...do you think it's realistic?"

Dr. He asked back: "Which of these two worlds do you think lacks logic based on objectivity more? One is a world ruled by physical laws, and the other is a world dominated by some twisted source."

"In my opinion, this world is false. For example, the conversation I have with you here is actually the result of the operation of the phantom array. It is like a 'program' designed in advance. This world can be described as such."

Kukai tried to use the knowledge in his mind to explain, but of course he fell into Dr. He's trap.

"Haha, your way of thinking is closer to people in our world than to an immortal from another world of immortality."

Dr. He couldn't help laughing. He stretched out his hand and knocked on the table of the bedside table and then on the hospital bed.

"Listen to this sound and touch it. Do you dare to say that this is an illusory array? Aren't they real?"

"The formation can transform a person's five senses."

"Right."

Dr. He shook his head, as if he thought he was hopeless, and took something out of his pocket.

"Then take a look at this photo. Do you think the two people in this photo are also illusory?"

The moment Kong Ming saw the photo, he was stunned. He could vaguely identify the woman and child in the photo, but he couldn't remember them.

"She, and this child...who are they?"

I don't know why, but the moment he saw the photo, his eyes filled with tears.

"Have you really forgotten?"

Dr. He sighed faintly: "Liu Kongming, these are your wife and children. Three years ago, your family of three went on a trip and had a car accident... Since then, your mental state has begun to become abnormal, maybe because of that The excitement caused by a car accident may also be a family history. We really want to help you and cure you. However, if you cannot distinguish between reality and illusion and are unwilling to face reality, then we I can’t save you either.”

"impossible!"

"This can't be reality..."

Kong Ming held his head, and those painful experiences in the past came to mind, such as car accidents, the loss of his son, the loss of his wife... He finally recalled that he still had an "identity".

That is a simple identity. In the real world, he is not a Kongming Venerable, but an ordinary salaryman. He will imagine that he is the Xian Shen Venerable of the Wanling Sect, and he does it to escape reality. The choice of what fantasy in the spiritual world he would adopt was also because he used to like fairy tales and fantasy novels.

However, if he admits reality, how can he explain everything in the other world? Does the other world really not exist?

"I can't tell the difference! I really can't tell the difference..."

Tears flowed from his eyes, and his whole spirit suddenly became depressed.

Liu Kongming can no longer understand reality and illusion...

At this moment, the corners of Dr. He's mouth raised slightly, and there was a smile of successful conspiracy in his eyes.