Fist of Imagination

“So what if it is, so what if it’s not?”

Chang Duanxuan did not answer directly. He stepped into Liang De's mind and sat cross-legged above the calm sea of ​​consciousness, letting this apprentice with many opinions see his eyes and the expression in them.

Liang De knew that the old man had not really invaded his sea of ​​consciousness, but he had somehow cast a virtual image over. It was similar to Vtuber's holster. It was visible and intangible, and was controlled by someone who didn't know where he was. .

"If so, isn't the human rights situation of our registered disciples of Dongguo Ancient Boxing too bad? This is forced labor, Master.

"And in order to win a round of gambling, you maliciously created psychological shadows and used restricted life experience to hurt the fragile hearts of minors.

"It's too dark, Master, it's too dark. I couldn't breathe when I witnessed the whole process.

“I think it’s very rare for registered disciples trained in this way to really stay true to their original aspirations and promote martial ethics.

"Master, you don't want to do this kind of thing again by cleaning up the whole family until it kills everyone. Anyway, if you cause an education accident in the future, I will never enforce the law.

"I have taught people bad things, and in the end I have no choice but to kill them. This is too deceptive. This is not martial ethics, master."

Chang Duanxuan stroked his beard and said, "So that's what you think, Ade. I didn't explain it to you in advance. It's because I'm looking at people with my old eyes."

"Looking at people the same way?"

"Yeah, Ade, don't you always care about this kind of thing? In the past, let alone arguing with me because of a few work-study students, you would only give suggestions and make this tutorial more exciting, wouldn't you? "

After Chang Duanxuan finished speaking, he smiled at him. Liang De suddenly felt a little embarrassed, rubbed his hands and said:

"People always change.

"Listen to what you mean...you don't plan to do what I said?"

Chang Duanxuan said: "You are only half right. I do want the three registered disciples to experience the benefits of the inner demon improvement method in the game, but I never thought of letting them live the life I lived.

"They are them. Chang Duanxuan is Chang Duanxuan. Chang Duanxuan is living a pretty good life now. How can experiencing a life similar to his have a psychological shadow.

"Ade, do you have any opinion on my current mental health condition? Do you think that I am inevitably a little distorted as I get older, and that I am an old thief who will never die?"

Liang De quickly waved his hand and said: "No, no, it doesn't exist. The most beautiful thing is the red sunset. Master, you look like a normal person at first glance, much more normal than me."

"Oh, don't you know what you are like? It's too normal for you to be normal."

Chang Duanxuan's virtual image reached out and flicked the sea of ​​Liang De's consciousness, inserting a more specific subsequent game plot into it.

"I'm going to let them follow me to see what kind of life a person who has mastered the Inner Demon Diligence Method will lead. Regardless of whether he practices it or not, he will learn from his other self and me.

"I sealed their original memories in order to minimize the impact of their reincarnation and growth. When they escape to the sea like I did, and pursue their dreams for many years and finally become the overlord of Nanyang, they will awaken their true selves. Looking back at what the characters in the game did with my own eyes will also bring back my memories of that time.”

Liang De clapped his hands sincerely and said:

"In order to teach your disciples, you don't hesitate to act as a negative teaching material yourself. Master, you are really a lesson to the world.

“I’ve been squatting here and watching for so long, and there’s something I’m really curious about.

"Master, back then, were you Duan Xuanchang, the mountain chief of Longcheng Academy, or Xuan Changdui, the chief arrester of Changzhou Prefecture?"

"If you are curious, keep reading."

Chang Duanxuan stopped talking. He leaned his right elbow on his thigh and propped his chin casually with his right palm, looking at the three young men in the underground secret room in a trance.

"Okay, let's watch the game and watch the game."

Liang De also calmed down, and the game time began to speed up again.

…

Twenty-two years after the game time, on the Nanyang Sea.

"How long has Tianbaozai been dead?"

On the deck where the blood stains had just been washed away, Feng Lielie fed a sardine to the huge macaw on his shoulder with his iron hook, turned his head and said to the captive kneeling in front of him.

The prisoner's face was covered with blood. He straightened up and let out a "ho!" and wanted to spit at the enemy in front of him. However, he was kicked in the face by the fat black sailor guarding him. He rolled into a bloody mess on the deck. gourd.

The fat black sailor took a step forward:

"Master, this little slave girl is very tough-talking. After being beaten for a month, she still refuses to speak. Anyway, Tianbaozi will never see his body alive or dead. Why don't we contact a few familiar people first and kill that guy's lair together... …”

Feng Lielie knocked on the mast with a rusty iron hook, signaling the fat black sailor to take the captives to retreat. He walked to the side of the ship alone, breathing in the salty sea breeze.

She... although she was still a man, she had already unlocked the memory seal a moment ago and remembered who she was.

She is Feng Lielie, a first-year student at No. 423 World Blue Star Global Elite Sports Center on the other side, and a registered disciple of the ancient Dongguo boxing lineage.

She had been a traitor to the Duanchen Sect for forty years, and she remembered it vividly every day, but it was not her, but a game character with the same name as her.

No, it's not just the same name.

I don’t know what mysterious means Professor Chang Duanxuan used. When entering the game, a water mirror reflected the sincerity of the three of them, and placed that sincerity on the game characters.

Although the past forty years were spent by a virtual game character, the heart that the game character used to make choices was Feng Lielie's true heart.

In other words, even if her true self was not sealed, she would most likely make the same choice as the game character in the face of fame, fortune, life and death, and in the eyes of the game character, this world is not a game, but a real existence.

"Is he... really me? After practicing the Heart Demon Refining Method, will I really do that?"

Feng Lielie looked at the end of the sea and sky, recalling the decades of thorns and bloody dream-chasing road, and couldn't help but sigh secretly.

In reality, she always regretted that she was born too low and had insufficient resources. If she had better luck, she would definitely be able to stand at a higher position and overlook a better scenery.

The luck of "Feng Lielie" in the game is not bad. Along the way, he has become one of the strongest on this planet. In the Nanyang area, the name "Feng Lielie" is enough to make a tough man cry and stop a child from crying at night.

Last month, Feng Lielie's mortal enemy Tian Baozi was dragged into the deep sea by a golden squid as big as a giant ship. As long as he killed the rest of Tian Baozi, he would be the most powerful man in this ocean.

For this, he gave up the nurturing grace of the sect, killed Jian Xuan and Wu Cang, whom he regarded as his relatives, and killed one demon after another, becoming a bloodless and tearless...

Bang!

Feng Lielie's wooden prosthetic leg stepped on the deck, making a loud noise.

"I won't, I won't do such a thing!"

...

"Okay, Master."

Liang De praised: "It turns out that there are three people and three lines, which is really a big deal! Only the line of Feng Lielie's successful pursuit of his dream has been read. Let's go to the other two lines to see what Wu Cang and Jian Xuan have become."

"There are no other two lines."

Chang Duanxuan said: "Wu Cang and Jian Xuan are indeed dead."

Wuwu, this time I finally sent it right_(:з」∠)_