Chapter 1507 Can't Tell

The person who came was Chen Fan!

Meng Hao's eyes were even more confused. He was not unfamiliar with this Chen Fan. He was very familiar with him. Whether it was his current memory or some confused impressions in his mind, he seemed to have the figure of the other party.

As Chen Fan walked out of the house, when he sat cross-legged in front of Meng Hao, Meng Hao felt a strong pain in his mind. The figure of the other party in his mind was like a drop of water falling into boiling oil, and it exploded directly.

At the moment of the explosion, some scattered memory fragments appeared directly in Meng Hao's mind, like a roaring storm. These pictures were incoherent, but every time they appeared, there was Chen Fan in them.

Like another life, this scene made Meng Hao tremble, his eyes were bloodshot, and there was a faint demonic aura. In the end, Meng Hao covered his head with both hands, and his cultivation burst out when he roared. The power of cultivation that burst out was not his current ancient realm, but the peak of the Nine Sources.

"Junior brother!" At this moment, Chen Fan opened his mouth loudly, and the houses around him were shattered, but Chen Fan was not affected at all. He walked quickly to Meng Hao, put his hands on Meng Hao's shoulders, and shouted.

Meng Hao breathed rapidly and stared at Chen Fan. The sense of confusion made him confused. It seemed that there was a voice in his body shouting, but the words of the shouting were very vague and inaudible.

At this moment, as Meng Hao's previous cultivation spread, the entire sect was shocked. Countless people flew up and looked here nervously and anxiously.

"Junior brother, you are still not awake!" Chen Fan roared again.

"Everything is fake, everything before, everything we experienced in the boundless world, is fake!!"

"Here is the real world, and the boundless world is just a secret realm, a secret realm that died and became ruins several epochs ago!"

Chen Fan's roar became louder and louder, and it was transmitted into Meng Hao's mind, making Meng Hao breathe rapidly and his eyes more red. More and more memories appeared in his mind at this moment.

Sometimes it was a familiar yet strange present life, and sometimes it was a strange yet familiar past life. After they merged together, he couldn't tell them apart.

"Fake?" Meng Hao spoke hoarsely. He was unfamiliar with the voice, as if it didn't come from his mouth. It was dry and harsh, like the friction between metal and stone.

"Fake! That was our illusion in the secret realm of Cangmang Realm. It's not just you. I have similar feelings. Even all the people who escaped from the secret realm have such reactions."

"It's just a secret realm.

This time, all of us from the Hundred Sects stepped into it together, but we didn't expect that we would be immersed in the illusion the moment we stepped in. But there are many benefits. Like you, like me, we have found our own path of cultivation in the illusion that we can't tell true from false." Chen Fan grabbed Meng Hao's shoulders tightly and spoke anxiously.

Meng Hao's eyes were even more confused. He believed Chen Fan's words. But in his heart, there was always a cry echoing, and he felt faintly that everything was wrong.

"There is a woman in the memory fragments in my mind, she..." Meng Hao spoke subconsciously.

"Is her name Xu Qing?" Chen Fan interrupted Meng Hao's words. Meng Hao was stunned. The moment the name Xu Qing entered his mind. His body trembled, and his expression was more struggling, as if he was waking up from a nightmare.

"Think carefully, is Xu Qing the same person as Xu Qing from Shuidao Sect? Junior brother, Xu Qing from Shuidao Sect. Although you two had a love affair, she chose the immortal path after all, not you." When Chen Fan's voice came out, a memory gradually emerged in Meng Hao's mind. In the memory, Xu Qing was originally a disciple of Canghai Sect, but because of some things, she betrayed the sect and cut off the love between him and her.

"No, there is also the little fat man, Wang Youcai, my parents, my sister, Sun Hai, and Master Dan Gui..." As Meng Hao murmured, some of the memories in his mind resurfaced. He had to admit that as more and more memories emerged, everyone in the fragmented images in his mind could be found in the entire world.

They were all monks from the Hundred Sects who entered the Cangmang Dao Secret Realm with him.

"Really, are they all false..." Meng Hao murmured bitterly, and the one who answered him was Chen Fan in front of him, who nodded solemnly after a complex look flashed in his eyes.

"Junior brother, you have been in that Cangmang Dao Secret Realm for a longer time than me, so you are more confused. It took me some time to wake myself up." Chen Fan sighed and pressed Meng Hao's shoulder.

"I have doubted it, I have questioned it, and even when I just woke up, I had an impulse. I didn't want to wake up, I wanted to enter the vast secret realm again."

"Others don't understand your feelings at this moment, but I do!" Chen Fan said seriously, and when he looked at Meng Hao, he showed concern.

Meng Hao was silent, his eyes were even more confused. He wanted to not believe it, but the scenes around him were too real. He could feel the presence of his fellow disciples in his memory, especially his wife, who was the woman who had been silently caring for him when he was obsessed with Xu Qing.

And the child, that was his own flesh and blood, even Meng Hao's consciousness could feel that his blood was flowing in the child's body.

And the most real thing was Chen Fan in front of him.

"But, Shanhai..." Meng Hao muttered, and before he could finish, he was interrupted by Chen Fan.

"Enough!" Chen Fan pressed Meng Hao's shoulder, tears in his eyes.

"Junior brother, wake up, it's all fake. I know you are talking about the Mountain and Sea Realm, because the first place we went to after entering the Cangmang Secret Realm was the ruins of the Mountain and Sea Realm in the Cangmang Secret Realm."

"And we also sank there. I remember the things about the Mountain and Sea Realm. There was the Kaoshan Sect there, and I am also your senior brother, right!"

Meng Hao breathed quickly and looked up at Chen Fan.

"It's fake, it's all fake. The collapse of the Mountain and Sea Realm did not happen in our era, it happened a long time ago. The Cangmang Realm did exist, and there was indeed a Mountain and Sea Realm in it, but the people who existed there were not us!"

"It was a dream, a dream of the Mountain and Sea Realm, which pulled us into the ancient times and affected all of us." Chen Fan spoke word by word, and every word was like thunder, bombarding Meng Hao's mind.

"Don't think about it, it's all fake, this is the real thing."

"Is this real?" Meng Hao murmured, and he closed his eyes in bitterness. His head hurt a lot, and whenever he recalled everything in the Vast World, it would be piercing.

"This is real!" Chen Fan spoke again seriously. If someone else said this, Meng Hao would not believe it, but the person in front of him was Chen Fan, his senior brother who cared about him very much in his vague memory or in his clear memory at the moment.

Meng Hao smiled bitterly and exhaled a long breath.

"Senior brother, I understand, I was obsessed with the dream of the Vast World, it was too real, so real that I couldn't tell it apart."

"Let me calm down, I'll be fine." Meng Hao's eyes were bloodshot, as if he had aged a little, and he was exhausted, and he spoke softly.

Chen Fan looked at Meng Hao silently, patted Meng Hao on the shoulder, and stood up.

"Have a good rest, and always remember that this place... is the real one. You are not Meng Hao from the Mountain and Sea Realm. You are the direct disciple of the Canghai Sect outside the Cangmang. Meng Hao is one of the geniuses of the hundred sects in the entire Cangmang Realm."

Meng Hao nodded bitterly. At this moment, no one noticed that the bronze mirror in his storage bag was emitting a stream of heat. When it merged into Meng Hao's body, Meng Hao's body trembled and slowly closed his eyes. Even his emotions slowly calmed down. Most of the fellow disciples around him also put their hearts at ease. When they looked at Meng Hao, they all looked at him with concern.

Chen Fan looked at Meng Hao deeply again, turned around and left with fatigue. As he walked away, Meng Hao's wife ran over with the child, with anxiety and worry in her eyes, and the child looked at Meng Hao with some fear, as if he felt that the father in front of him was a little strange.

"It's okay, it's okay..." Meng Hao opened his eyes, saw this scene, forced a smile, and comforted.

Time passed, and several days passed in a blink of an eye. During these days, fellow disciples came to visit, most of them showed concern, but some seemed sincere, but in fact, they showed regret that Meng Hao did not die in the secret realm of Cangmang Realm.

In Meng Hao's memory, he could not see these things before, but now, he only needed to glance at them to see the true meaning in the other party's heart.

His master also came, and most of the elders of the sect came to Meng Hao to ask questions and encourage him.

And Chen Fan, who also came several times in these days, sat in front of Meng Hao every time, talked with Meng Hao, and helped him recall the scenes of Canghai Sect and the Cangmang Realm where he was.

When talking about the Cangmang Secret Realm, both of them sighed.

Meng Hao slowly accepted his identity, but in his heart, confusion always existed.

A month later, when most people thought that Meng Hao had recovered, one rainy night, Meng Hao opened his eyes from his cross-legged position and looked at his wife. Meng Hao stood up in silence and walked outside the house. Looking at the rain outside, confusion slowly spread in the depths of his eyes.

There was a cold wind in the rain, blowing Meng Hao's hair away. There was a big tree in the yard. At this moment, in this wind and rain, the leaves rustled.

"Is this place really... real?"

"But why can't I forget everything in the vast secret realm, I can't forget those faces, I can't forget the mountain and sea world..." Meng Hao raised his right hand to catch the falling rain. The rain was very cold, and it felt piercing in his palm. (To be continued.)

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