Chapter 73 Reality and Illusion

There is a continuous drizzle in the gloomy sky. This spring plum rain has been falling for nearly a month. Floods have occurred in many parts of the country. Various so-called welfare organizations in society have jumped out and used various excuses.

They solicited donations and funding, but the results were dismal.

Xuan Yue looked at a Red Cross donation vehicle not far away like a passer-by. Except for a few sparse staff members, no one came to donate money.

There was only one little girl who wanted to donate money, but in return her mother scolded her, and with her sobbing daughter, the middle-aged woman left without even looking at the donation point.

It has been a month since the dream awakened, and Xuan Yue's skinny figure was busy in this restaurant. Due to the continuous rainy days, there were very few customers, and Xuan Yue also got a rare rest time.

He was holding a mathematics textbook in his hand, which was given to him by the boss. Although the boss's wife was very harsh and domineering to Xuan Yue, the boss was very friendly to him and often gave Xuan Yue food and some clothes.

After seeing it, I cursed at my boss but didn't take it back.

The boss's name is Zhao Yan, a middle-aged woman in her forties who used to be the foreman of a factory.

The boss is called Huang Yang, and he is an out-and-out farmer.

Their daughter's name is Huang Yan, which is composed of the boss's surname and the boss's wife's name. She is ten years old this year, one year older than Xuan Yue. She goes to primary school in nearby Z city and her grades are very good. And the textbook in Xuan Yue's hand is

It was him who retreated.

After getting along with each other, Xuan Yue and Huang Yan have a pretty good relationship. Young girls have an unusual sympathy for children who have lost their parents, so Huang Yan often sends some food to Xuan Yue and talks with her professor Xuan Yue.

Literacy, reading, and some arithmetic knowledge.

Xuan Yue already knew these things. Although he didn't know why everything he experienced in the dream was so real, he knew everything. So elementary school mathematics and Chinese did not pose any challenge in his eyes.

Because of Xuan Yue's outstanding performance, Huang Yan was also extremely surprised. She was able to achieve such results because of her unremitting efforts. She worked overtime and studied every day. She did not relax even on Saturdays and Sundays, and she still reported

It took three cram schools to achieve this.

As the son of his mother's sister and his aunt, he actually knew all the elementary school knowledge at the age of nine! This made this little girl admire Xuan Yue very much.

Although the book in Xuan Yue's hand was only a fourth-grade elementary school textbook, in his eyes he felt it was boring after just a few glances. If he couldn't come out without holding the book, Xuan Yue would not be willing to hold this book.

A stress-free book.

"Xuan Yue, today uncle has something to do and can't pick up Yan Zi from school. You can go pick her up. Do you know the way?" While Xuan Yue was in a daze, Huang Yang's voice came from the hotel.

"Life or death, what are you doing? Pick up your daughter honestly and don't run around." Zhao Yan said loudly just after Huang Yang finished speaking.

"Oh, I really can't go. As I get older, my health is not good. Look at me as a rheumatism patient. I can't even walk well." Huang Yang swayed outwards while beating his back.

As I walked away, the pain in my body showed clearly on my face.

After Zhao Yan heard this, she hurriedly walked out with a handful of change in her hand. Seeing the boss in such pain, she felt very heartbroken and hurriedly went over to help him.

"Is it okay, Old Yang? If not, go to the hospital. You've been having this problem more and more over the years." Although Zhao Yan was extremely harsh, she still took great care of her relatives.

At this time, when he saw Xuan Yue sitting in a daze at the door frame, he immediately yelled, "You little bastard, if you don't go to pick up your sister, if your sister has any shortcomings, I will pull out your skin!"

Xuan Yue silently put the book on the table, got up and walked towards the school.

Huang Yang looked at Xuan Yue's young figure and couldn't help but frown and said, "Say Ayan, no matter what he says, you are my sister's son, how can you treat him like this?"

"Humph, that's good. You take care of his food, house and shelter, and buy him new clothes. If he were left in someone else's house, he would have been kicked out." Zhao Yan said with a hum, not feeling at all that the clothes were all yellow.

Yang bought it with his own private money.

"How can you say that? Didn't he give you the demolition money after his parents died? That's at least nearly 600,000 yuan, which is enough for all his expenses. You..." Before Huang Yang could finish his words, his mouth

He was covered tightly by Zhao Yan.

"What nonsense are you talking about? We have collected money from him. It is the unclaimed inheritance after our sister's death. Of course I want it. This little brat may have jumped out from somewhere. If you say this again in the future, you will look good."

"Yes." Zhao Yan covered Huang Yang's mouth with one hand and pointed at Huang Yang's head with one hand.

"You." Huang Yang opened his mouth and thought about something, but looking at Zhao Yan's disapproving eyes, he never said anything. He couldn't do it to destroy his family for an outsider.

However, what they didn't know was that everything they said was listened to by a black shadow. After a surprised smile appeared on his face, the black shadow slowly disappeared.

"It's such a dirty and interesting world." At this moment, Hei Xuanyue was wearing a handsome suit and dressed like a successful person, sitting in the cafe. From the floor-to-ceiling glass, he looked at the people who turned and walked into the shabby restaurant.

Mr. and Mrs. Huang Zhao showed a gloomy smile on his face.

Although he knew it was a fantasy, Hei Xuanyue felt too real. Whether it was killing people, or the behavior of various people, even his thoughts and experiences were real.

Looking at Xiao Xuan Yue who was walking slowly, Black Xuanyue was shining with endless fierce light. As long as he killed him now, he would have a chance to gain control of this body. As for those guys outside, who cares about them?

.

But looking at this real world, his eyes were wandering, because he was not sure how to break this illusory world. Although he could come and go freely, if he could not break this real illusory world, then he would never be able to break it.

Controlling this body will inevitably result in death.

"Perhaps, I should help him and become a Taoist independently, which may be a good choice." In the end, Hei Xuanyue decided to help Xuanyue. After all, as the main soul of this body, he has an irreplaceable role.

…

In this splendid hall, the colorful sword spirits and sword souls shine with brilliance, reflected by the sharp obsidian, looking extremely beautiful and colorful, just like the fireworks in the sky.

"Senior, can you tell me what Overlord Chosen is?" Qingyao asked respectfully. His question was also what all the Sword Spirits here wanted to know.

Overlord Tianxuan, what kind of realm, what kind of physique, and what kind of future does it have? They all want to know.

The Elder of Time pondered for a moment, as if summarizing his thoughts. Finally, he looked up at all the sword spirits and said in a serious tone.

"Don't take the following words too seriously. These are just speculations made by me over many epochs. There is no real evidence or proof, so I hope you can listen, but don't believe them."

Seeing many sword spirits nodding in acknowledgement, the elder of time slowly spoke.

"The Overlord's Chosen is a very rare physique, and it is also an extremely rare destiny. The Lord of the Ancient Era called him a saint's destiny. As long as you have the qualifications of the Overlord's Chosen, and as long as you don't die halfway, then no matter it is

If he is a martial saint, a nian saint, or an overlord, then he has the absolute qualifications to become a saint!"

"You must know that in the Eternal Age, when strong men emerged in large numbers, there were only one hundred and eight saints in the entire dimension. Each of them was a being who dominated a large world and led a space master. They

His every word and deed determines the fate of countless living beings."

"And people with absolute qualifications for becoming a saint are also absolutely rare! At that time, the only Realm Lord, the King of the Void Realm, concluded that anyone with the qualifications to be chosen by the Overlord of the World would definitely be able to become a Saint. Moreover,

The combat effectiveness of a person with the Overlord's Chosen Qualifications after becoming a saint far exceeds that of ordinary saints, and they can even leapfrog and fight against each other!"

"So powerful?" Qingyao was also shocked when he heard the words of the Elder of Time.

"My former master was a man with the qualifications of a Martial Saint chosen by the Overlord. His strength was unparalleled. When he was at the peak of the Sixth Soul, he could resist the supreme master of the Seventh Soul. In the end, he was injured in two halves. But

It can't be otherwise, my master is so powerful!" The Elder of Time said arrogantly.

"What kind of ability does the Overlord's Chosen One have, that he is able to leapfrog the challenge?" Qingyao asked in shock.

"I can't answer this question. Every time I use the power of the Overlord, the master will send the baby into my body to be pregnant and nourished. As the power of the Overlord spreads, all my spiritual consciousness is blocked, and I can't feel the master.

How to fight." When he said this, the elder felt quite regretful. It was indeed a tragedy that he did not see his master show off his might.

"However, I can be sure that once the power of the Overlord is used, weapons and props will be abandoned and the body will be used to fight, because no matter what the material of the weapon is, it cannot withstand the infusion of the Power of the Overlord, even if it is just a trace.

The weapon was instantly destroyed!"

"Perhaps only at the time of sanctification, the soul blade pulled out from the body can withstand the infusion of the Overlord's power." The Elder of Time said with a sigh.

…

It has been nearly a year since I returned to my own world. Today is the first day of the New Year. The boss, the boss’s wife and their children have gone home to celebrate the New Year, leaving me alone in this strange but familiar city, watching

This is a shabby restaurant.

During this year, Xuan Yue grew taller and became stronger, perhaps due to high-intensity work and fatigue, but this does not negate Xuan Yue's own efforts.

Although he left that world, the habit of practicing martial arts in the morning that he had cultivated for more than six consecutive years has never changed. Among them, he was very excited to try to practice the Qi Qi Jue, but he found that it had no effect at all. This made him very sad.
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