Chapter 608: Extra: I Ended a Hundred Thousand Times
What is true and what is false?
I have experienced so many worlds.
Those vivid faces and those touching stories.
Rivers, lakes, seas, and mountain breezes.
Love, hate, passion, and obsession with longevity.
Heroes are cowards, saints are sinners.
…
Are these all fake?
At first, Qiao Sidao was a little confused.
He felt that since everything in the world was illusory, then what was the meaning of the lives of those deceived people in the world?
The magical skills, magic weapons, and realms of cultivation that they have been longing for and pursuing will all have to start all over again once time and space are restarted.
The death they fear is no longer the end of life, but another beginning.
In this life, you may be close friends who know each other through life and death, but in the next life, you may become strangers.
How desolate is this?
During that confusing time, Qiao Sidao seemed to have lost interest in everything.
Even when he was completely desperate, he began to actively spread the truth that this world was a fake.
I originally thought that this would attract the attention of outside "observers" and eventually lead to my liberation.
What Qiao Sidao didn't expect was that no one believed him at all.
Instead, they laughed at him and called him a madman.
Qiao Sidao tried his best to tell people the truth, but all he got in return was impatient scolding.
"Then take a look at my sword and see if it's real!"
He annoyed others so much that a sword flashed and directly cut off his legs.
At that time, Qiao Sidao saw that there was no trace of pity in the eyes of the people around him.
All of them looked gloating.
There are so many crazy people in the world, why would the observer outside the sky care?
From then on, Qiao Sidao came to his senses and gave up the idea of exposing this shocking conspiracy.
He gathered his composure and tried to integrate into the world as much as possible in every life.
He gave up the idea of being a savior just to find a way to survive.
As a member of a fake world, escaping from it is bound to be extremely difficult.
At the beginning, Qiao Sidao was also at a loss.
But soon, he found a way. He stopped telling others that this world was fake.
Instead, he compiled a novel, describing a person who lived in an immortal magic weapon called "Zou Ma Lantern", a fantasy world of immortal cultivation in many moments.
With his experience of dealing with countless civilizations, the scenes he described were naturally grand and vast, attracting the attention of many monks.
As the story spread slowly, Qiao Sidao discovered that some monks had actually begun to actively discuss whether the world they lived in was real.
Naturally, the topic of "What should we do if we really find out that the world is fake" has also become a subject of discussion in a small circle.
"If the fake can be mistaken for the real, then it means that the operating rules of this fake world must be copied from the real world outside."
"Reconstruct a flawless world structure..."
"To be able to do this is almost the same as creating the world. There is no question of truth or falsehood."
"That's right. There is truth in the false. Even if all living things in the world are false, the foundation of the world's operation may not be false!"
"Speaking of this, I am reminded of the Taiyan Sect's Dao-transforming Stone. It is said that countless worlds evolve within it at every moment. I wonder what the scene will be like in those fleeting worlds."
…
Brainstorm.
The discussions among many monks pointed out a clear path for Qiao Sidao.
From then on, his goal became clear.
In each life, he no longer pursued the realm of cultivation, but was obsessed with side techniques such as formations, prohibitions, and derivative techniques.
Cultivation cannot be retained with each reincarnation, but memories can.
In Qiao Sidao's expectation, as he slowly accumulates knowledge bit by bit and masters enough knowledge, he will one day find the flaws in this [fake world].
The idea is good, but it is difficult to put it into practice.
At the beginning, Qiao Sidao's level of learning the side door did improve by leaps and bounds.
I quickly went from knowing nothing to becoming an expert.
But when he really wanted to enter the realm of cultivation, he discovered the extent to which the cultivation world had a monopoly on this area of knowledge.
What one can learn in ordinary sects are only the most basic methods. In the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance, there is even less information on this aspect.
If you really want to obtain the essence, you still have to go to the Ten Sects of Immortality.
But how can those with mediocre qualifications enter the immortal gate?
This was the case even in ancient times, not to mention the wasteland of immortal cultivation after the destruction of the sect.
Only a few worlds, such as the Immortal Network and the Unified Immortal Alliance, can provide suitable soil for learning.
If it were just this, Qiao Sidao would think to himself that he was making continuous progress.
When time is long enough, it may be possible to find a way to break through the world.
but……
After Qiao Sidao experienced the 9999th world.
However, he was not born in a new world again, but came to a blue ocean.
There, Qiao Sidao saw a scene that he would never forget.
Countless and densely packed souls are crowded together.
From above, you can vaguely see faces that seem to be sleeping.
A whirlpool formed in the sea, and millions of souls were churning in the ocean.
The spirits collided and crushed each other, and some were directly shattered and dissolved into the ocean.
What it does is absorb the residual souls in the sea water, and make them more refined during the reorganization.
It was like a long needle, stirring in Qiao Sidao's mind. The world was spinning, and he felt an immense pain.
What was even more unacceptable to Qiao Sidao was that he was horrified to discover that certain memories in his soul were slowly disappearing in the waves of the ocean of resentment.
Slowly becoming desperate, Qiao Sidao gradually lost consciousness.
When his "true self" memory awakened again, he had no idea how many reincarnations had passed.
Just like before, he woke up inexplicably without any warning.
Although most of the memories have been lost, key information such as the [Realm of Falsehood], [Sea of Resentful Souls], and some fragmentary knowledge of formations are still deeply imprinted in the depths of the soul.
"It seems to be to prevent other souls from awakening their reincarnation memories like me. Every once in a while, they will cleanse us."
"I will lose most of my memory during this cleansing."
"If I accumulate knowledge too slowly, I will never be able to master enough methods to escape from here."
After some calculations, Qiao Sidao came to this conclusion.
Even so, he did not give up easily.
After seeing so much, Qiao Sidao has understood one thing: if the number of iterations is large enough, then all kinds of strange things are likely to happen.
Just like myself, it is obviously impossible for me to inherit and retain the memory of reincarnation in every life.
But it happened anyway.
Qiao Sidao lay dormant, waiting.
After going through countless cleansings of the Sea of Resentful Souls, he finally got the chance to break through.
It was a highly developed world called [Eternal Fairyland].
Not only is the average lifespan extremely long, even if one does not practice cultivation, one can still live for thousands of years. Among them is a great existence called the [Xianling Tower].
Fairy towers are spread across every corner of the world, releasing pure spiritual energy day and night.
More importantly, any knowledge.
Kung Fu, formation, alchemy, medicine...
You can check and learn everything in the Fairy Tower without any restrictions.
After looking at the vast amount of information in the Fairy Tower, Qiao Sidao couldn't stop shaking all over.
He understood that the way for him to escape was hidden there.
So Qiao Sidao studied by neglecting his sleep.
He survived in the eternal fairyland for three thousand six hundred and fifty-eight years and never left the Fairy Tower for a moment.
Although there is still a long way to go before seeing through the [false world].
But Qiao Sidao finally saw hope.
After experiencing thousands of reincarnations, he woke up from another great purge.
Qiao Sidao was pleasantly surprised to find that, apparently because his soul had become more resilient, the memory he lost this time was much less than before.
This gave him even more confidence.
He continued to accumulate knowledge and experience, waiting for the next arrival of the [Eternal Immortal Realm].
…
When Qiao Sidao came to the [Eternal Immortal Realm] for the ninth time.
At the end of his life, he finally discovered the secrets of the world he lived in.
This is a false world created with a certain inferred strange object as its core.
The vast majority of living beings in the world are virtual beings.
Only a small number of them have real souls.
And he, Qiao Sidao, is one of those millions of souls.
"There are limits to what you can do with deduction."
"This also means that there are gaps in time in this world."
"Every smallest gap is my chance to escape from here."
"Of course, in order to avoid being noticed by outsiders, it is best to do it when the world restarts."
Qiao Sidao stood on the top of the Fairy Tower, looking at the sky above his head, thinking silently.
He spent the rest of his life preparing.
When life ends, you sink into darkness.
Qiao Sidao woke up from his deep sleep.
He sensed the fleeting opportunity, like a thin thread, breaking through the boundary.
I have imagined the scenes of the [outside world] thousands of times in my mind.
I have also imagined confronting those possible "Observers".
But Qiao Sidao could never have imagined that the so-called outside world was so cold and vast.
The soul, which he had thought was extremely powerful, was in danger under the invasion of the cold air.
It seemed like everything would be reduced to ashes in the next second.
What’s even more terrible is that a strange sound also came from the halo that he escaped from behind him.
It seemed to be some kind of alarm.
Floating in the air in a daze, Qiao Sidao looked at the surrounding scenery.
"A museum..."
He was silent.
It turns out that my world is just an exhibit.
I can vaguely feel several powerful auras coming towards here.
The world was vast, but there was no place for him to hide.
Qiao Sidao finally felt what true despair was.
Just then…
He saw a human skull in the center of the museum.
It just lay there quietly, as if looking at him.
Qiao Sidao felt an incomparable warmth from the skull.
When the whole world is rejecting him, he tries his best to show the greatest kindness to himself.
It was like a mother's embrace, bringing tears to Qiao Sidao's eyes.
So, when the soul is about to dissipate.
Qiao Sidao used up his last bit of strength and drilled into the skull.
There is another chapter coming later
(End of this chapter)
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