Am I the only one who didn't ascend?

Chapter 581 Determination in Delusion
"Xue Wei has been by my side since the dispute over the Jade Master of Stone Street that year. We shared hardships in the early years, and now that I have finally achieved wealth and glory, I will never forget her..."

At this point, Zhang Fuhong paused and shook his head, as if he felt that he shouldn't waste time talking about these trivialities, so he turned around and said, "I was just thinking about it at the time, and then I saw Xuewei stumbling in from outside the door. She said that she had just gone to the teahouse next door to touch up her makeup while I was in the Ranhuan Pool, and when she went out, she was nowhere to be seen. I was actually a little strange in my heart, but when I saw Xuewei, I really didn't want to ask anything more. As long as she is safe, everything is fine."

As he said this, he laughed at himself, his smile full of pain. Obviously, the person who hoped that Chi Xuewei would be safe was now curled up alone in the corner behind the water curtain. It was self-evident what the fate of the person who should have been safe was.

"After noticing something unusual happening in the workshop, I immediately asked the security personnel to conduct a comprehensive investigation, but the results were fruitless. No matter how the expert group judged, the conclusion was that everything was normal. Even outside the workshop, people were still singing and dancing. Those who disappeared seemed to have disappeared as if it was a matter of course... or rather, they didn't really disappear. As long as I really wanted to see someone, that person would suddenly appear from one place or another, and then use all kinds of reasons to explain their disappearance. But I soon realized that this wishful thinking might be accompanied by great risks, so I immediately used the Qingxin Jue to ensure that I could maintain firm rationality."

Wang Luo nodded approvingly - even though he was in the middle of a disaster, he was able to quickly detect abnormalities, adjust his mentality, and make the right judgment. This old friend's performance was truly outstanding.

So Wang Luo asked seriously.

"Is everyone gone? Didn't you see anyone else?"

Zhang Fuhong shook his head seriously: "Nothing. And I didn't think about this problem seriously at the time, because I had no way to judge whether a person was real or fake, and I didn't want to rush to make a judgment. After all... But I also vaguely realized at the time that although the people around me were extremely real, if I indulged in such a real and fake environment, I'm afraid the consequences would be even worse. Then I thought of the illusion ruins located underground, and the delusion-breaking water curtain here. If there is any place that can anchor people to the truth in this place where truth and falsehood are indistinguishable, it can only be the ruins."

Having said that, Wang Luo had roughly guessed what would happen next.

"And when did you and your clone meet?"

Zhang Fuhong said, "In the corridor outside the curtain, our three groups appeared from three different positions at the same time... We almost fought on the spot. Fortunately, I deliberately sent away most of the security personnel around me at that time, otherwise I am afraid that all three parties would be destroyed in front of the door. Then, because Xuewei and I are not good at fighting, after a simple tear, we returned to the argument. The three of us are convinced that we are the real deal, but the strange thing is that each of us has our own differences. For example, during the Nine Zun Competition, I won the second place in the Feiyuanlu Tiandi Competition. Although the process There were mistakes and regrets, but that was an achievement I had never expected before, and I am very proud of it, so I always carry the bracelet with me. But one of the other two me got a gold bracelet... and the reason he won was that he did not make those avoidable mistakes in the competition. According to him, if it was not me who made the mistake, we would have won the world championship. His condition was actually very bad. So, although I know very well that he may just be my doppelganger who exists to make up for my regrets, his story is indeed very convincing and attractive. "

This story sounded a bit off topic, and Zhang Yu couldn't help but frown. However, seeing that Wang Luo and Song Hui were listening attentively, he naturally didn't dare to interrupt them.

"Then, that guy was particularly generous to me. He accidentally broke my bracelet when we were ripping it apart, and then he actually gave me the gold chain as compensation... Maybe in his eyes, he was the real Zhang Fuhong, and the other two were just fakes. So even if he gave the bracelet to me, as long as we crossed the water curtain and the fake man disappeared, the priceless commemorative bracelet would be returned to its original owner. Needless to say, the two runners-up thought the same thing. So I accepted the bracelet for the time being, but... when I had time to pick up the broken chain, Xuewei's condition suddenly became very bad."

Wang Luo asked, "Can't all three coexist?"

"Yes... that should be the reason. The simultaneous existence of multiple individuals and their direct encounters must have hidden something very wrong. That's why when our three groups first met, we immediately wanted to kill them. Fortunately, we were willing but unable to do so. But when the contact lasted a little longer, Xuewei couldn't hold on any longer. Our solution is also very simple. We can cross the water curtain and immediately identify the true and false."

Hearing this, Wang Luo hesitated to speak.

Zhang Fuhong laughed at himself and said, "I think the three of us probably had similar thoughts in our minds at the time, so when we realized that our respective Xuewei was in trouble, we immediately picked up the person and rushed towards the Powang Water Curtain - because only by taking the lead can the two people around us also act without hesitation, so as to avoid the worst result."

Wang Luo praised: "You have solved the prisoner's dilemma very well."

Zhang Fuhong said: "At that time, there seemed to be a mysterious connection between the three of us. Even when we crossed the water curtain side by side, I had a vague feeling that no matter who survived in the end - of course it must be me - the survivor should shoulder the things of the deceased. For example, the championship title that I had the chance to win with my own hands..."

Zhang Fuhong looked down at his broken wrist and laughed at himself again. "But now it seems that I was too greedy. I didn't want to give up the golden bracelet and my dying lover. And the final result is that I can't have anything that I shouldn't have. After the three of us crossed the water curtain side by side, the two people disappeared, and my right wrist with the golden chain and Xuewei in my arms also disappeared without a trace. You know what happened after that, Mountain Master."

After telling his story, Zhang Fuhong obviously still had a lot to say, but he forced himself to shut up and wait for Wang Luo's decision.

Wang Luo turned his head and looked at Song Hui.

"Professor Song, what do you think now?"

Song Hui said: "In the illusion, people can be born and die according to their hearts, and they are almost the same as real people. Different individuals of the same person have different details, and each has its own reasons... Among them, people naturally think of two points. The first is the magic power of the Demon Lord, which is the core of the whole change. The second is the ability of the illusion ruins to promote evolution. Multiple analysis reports can cross-verify: as long as a starting point and an end point are set in the scroll, the rest can be naturally evolved with the help of the illusion ruins. This is very similar to Zhang Fuhong's situation. So it is not a big deal to speculate that the current abnormality is probably the result of the fusion of the magic power of the Demon Lord and the illusion ruins. And this result is also what the other party expected."

Wang Luo nodded when he heard this: "I think so too. The Demon Lord cultivated his magical powers in the illusion and destroyed the high-level team of the Immortal Alliance in one fell swoop... It's a good idea, but he was able to perfectly bypass the many magic arrays and barriers accumulated by the Immortal Alliance over the years and achieve success in one fell swoop. It must be that the Immortal Alliance encountered some factors beyond the ordinary calculations. Among them, the illusion ruins are obviously the most suspicious, so I must go and explore it myself later. However, you know that what I want to ask is another question, which is also the reason why you are willing to go deep into the illusion with me."

Song Hui glanced at Wang Luo, and there was a hint of shame in his tone: "Although I was born in Lingshan, the moment I retire, I will no longer need to, nor should I, perform duties for Lingshan... However, I owe my life to the person who recognized my merits and granted me liberation. Now that she is trapped here, I will do everything I can to rescue her, and I will only save her."

Wang Luo said: "It doesn't matter. The same goal is enough. Then the question is still the same. Now, what is your opinion?"

Song Hui asked in return: "How about the Ascension Record in the Mountain Master's hand?"

Wang Luo was also very calm. He spread out the Ascension Record and showed it to everyone. It was shining with golden light, more brilliant than ever before, but there was nothing on the pages. Song Hui's face was gloomy: "Mountain Master, you are now the master of Lingshan with unified authority, and Lord Lu is a Lingshan person with a deep connection with Lingshan for more than a thousand years. Could it be..."

Wang Luo said: "The opponent is the Demon Lord, so this result is reasonable. After all, he was once called Chicheng. Everything in Lingshan originated from him. It is reasonable for the Ascension Record to be invalid, not to mention..."

What's more, Wang Luo didn't say anything after that, so Song Hui didn't ask any more questions and just gave his own judgment.

"Without the evidence from the Ascension Record, I can't make an accurate judgment, but at least now, I can vaguely sense that the Lord is in front of me."

Wang Luo said, "That's enough, let's go. As for you... you might as well wait here, the road ahead is no longer suitable for going on."

Zhang Yu stared at his son, who, as expected, struggled to stand up and said, "I can still go on. No one is more familiar with the situation ahead than me. Mountain Master, you will definitely need me!"

However, just as he finished his words, a fierce hammer attack came from behind. Zhang Fuhong was not good at fighting to begin with, and he was injured, so he was immediately hit, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted on the ground.

Zhang Yu's face was full of determination, and he whispered, "You can hate me as much as you want, but I won't let you take risks for a woman, or even drag down the only possibility of saving your life."

Wang Luo was silent for a moment, then said, "Chi Xuewei is also one of my old friends. If I had the chance, I would certainly save her, but I'm afraid I won't have much time to spare in the current situation."

Zhang Yu said, "Master Wang, only by destroying the magic power of the Demon Lord can everyone be saved. I understand this principle very well, so I will keep an eye on him here and wait for your victorious return."

Wang Luo nodded, turned around and continued to move forward, and Song Hui followed silently behind him.

The two walked along the corridor for a while. Song Hui paused slightly, and a hint of emotion fluctuated on his stern face.

"Master Wang Shan..."

"Well, I know that the aura of Zhang's father and son has disappeared. It's very interesting, but...it doesn't matter anymore."

Song Hui said, "At the same time, the induction ahead has obviously become stronger. The combination of these two things makes us have to consider the possibility of a trap. If anything goes wrong, I have a talisman that may help us turn things around. According to my promise to the king, this talisman should not be revealed, but now there is no better choice."

As he spoke, Song Hui suddenly inserted his burning right hand into his chest, and then tremblingly took out a snow-white talisman from it and solemnly handed it to Wang Luo.

Wang Luo took the talisman paper and his face suddenly became solemn.

That was the "origin" of the Lingshan Paper Man, the original piece of paper when Song Hui transformed into a paper man. Now he personally refined it into a talisman, which attracted the millions of pieces of paper contained in his body, and at the same time, it was also a book with its own world.

"I see. No wonder you insisted on coming in with me...During the past thousand years, you actually wrote a heavenly book for one person? In this scroll workshop, holding this item can really make you feel at ease, but the price is that everything you have experienced in the past thousand years will be turned into nothing."

Song Hui said, "Because the Lord and Lord Lu allowed me to retire, I have had a thousand years to slowly write my own story. Now it is just returning to its original owner. When the Lord and Lord liberated me, they wanted me to live the rest of my life freely, and I think the greatest freedom a person has is the freedom to choose to sacrifice. Over the past thousand years, I have no regrets for being able to turn paper into a book."

Wang Luo did not continue to persuade him, but carefully put away the talisman, then walked to the end of the corridor and walked into a magnificent hall.

At the same time, it is also the location of the remains of the illusion.

The so-called ruins, of course, are not the palace itself, but a clear spring located in the center of the palace. The spring water gushes out from the endless depths, forming a round pool that looks like a hill. At first glance, the scenery is elegant, but once your eyes sink into the water...

The world was swaying, and the shadows were split apart as it swayed, as if countless parallel worlds were replicated and unfolded in an incredible way in an instant. As the parallel worlds unfolded, the viewers seemed to be quickly lifted to the level of the gale, watching the shadows of the worlds turn into paintings, one, two... countless paintings! The world in each painting was multiplying on its own as time went by. In an instant, the worlds that originally came from the same source showed countless different postures.

Then, in this instant of change, Wang Luo could hardly find where he came from!

(End of this chapter)