Forgetting (Wishing My Friends Success in Their Studies)

Zhang Xuezhou spent a long time in the Void Heaven Palace, but for the people near the Reincarnation Stone, it was only a few seconds.

To the new emperor and others, Zhang Xuezhou was more like someone who reached into the Reincarnation Stone and pulled out Emperor Jing's soul, which then caused him to suffer the impact of the Reincarnation Stone.

What's going on?

When the blurry yet familiar figure appeared, the new emperor felt a chill run down his spine.

Emperor Jing had been dead for over ten years, yet he had reappeared, a situation even more absurd than Zhang Xuezhou's supposed resurrection.

The world had become a place the new emperor could hardly accept, yet he had to accept everything.

He reached out to grab at Emperor Jing's blurry figure, only to feel as if his hand had entered a fog. Emperor Jing seemed to have a form but was not a physical entity, and he did not respond in the slightest.

The new emperor glanced at Zhang Xuezhou, whose body was red and swollen from the impact. He saw Zhang Xuezhou barely manage to stand up before quickly circling the ground several times before finally regaining his balance with a look of trepidation.

What did you see? What happened to you? What happened to my father?

The new emperor asked a series of questions.

He reached out to grab the Reincarnation Stone, only to find Reincarnation Stone unusually cold, no longer possessing the feeling of being able to put his hand inside as before.

He shook the Tai-rank sixth-level talisman he was carrying, but found nothing unusual, so the new emperor had no choice but to withdraw his hand and ask.

"Ugh!"

Zhang Xuezhou shook his head vigorously and simply wrote the four characters ' Investiture of the Gods ' on the ground. He felt that many of his previous encounters with Hongjun were fading away, but Houtu's words and actions were imprinted in his mind, making it impossible for Zhang Xuezhou to forget them even if he wanted to.

Moreover, Zhang Xuezhou was unaware of the existence of the Void Heaven Palace; he truly did not know how to use it.

Not only did Houtu fail to explain it to him, but Hongjun also failed to tell him how to control it.

For beings like Houtu, controlling the Void Heaven Palace might be as natural as eating and drinking, but Zhang Xuezhou had absolutely no understanding of this.

It's like cultivating the Great Wilderness Creation Scripture; it was extremely difficult for him to cultivate in the secret land of the Xieluosi River, but he could almost achieve rapid progress in the Void Heaven Palace.

The world and the environment have brought about differences, and have also caused each other to behave differently.

"We absolutely must not let Houtu notice anything amiss!"

Zhang Xuezhou murmured something, and the new emperor beside him suddenly widened his eyes.

Yesterday, Zhang Xuezhou disagreed with Dong Zhongshu, believing that Dong Zhongshu's words were exaggerated and unrealistic. The new emperor held the same attitude. However, in just one day, Zhang Xuezhou had already entered a state of vigilance and even found it difficult to control himself from making involuntary noises.

"Have you met Houtu?" the new emperor asked warily, glancing at the Reincarnation Stone.

"I... I've met you!"

Zhang Xuezhou shook his head vigorously.

Hongjun is involved in time and space, which can cause memories to be forgotten, while Houtu is involved in fire and poison.

He had contact with Hongjun in the Void Heaven Palace, but he had forgotten many details about Hongjun. Meanwhile, the residual poison brought by Houtu was still being expelled from his body.

Zhang Xuezhou was unsure of the true strength of Xuanming and others, but he could sense a significant difference in strength between the Spider God Liaomeng and Houtu and Hongjun.

This gap is like the comparison between the True Self Realm cultivator and Three Pure Ones Saint; they appear to be at the same realm, but their strengths are worlds apart.

He felt as if he had vaguely grasped something, but that feeling vanished as if lost in his heart.

Looking back at the new emperor, Zhang Xuezhou could see the emperor's horrified gaze and also sense the unpleasantness on his own face.

"Where is she, and how powerful is she?" the new emperor asked, frowning.

"She can't come here; she can only send her subordinate cultivators to infiltrate the Three Realms!"

Zhang Xuezhou shook his head vigorously to clear his mind. He defined Houtu, and his subsequent statements were not much different from those of Dong Zhongshu.

If it weren't for some shared experience with Zhang Xuezhou, the new emperor would have genuinely suspected that Zhang Xuezhou was colluding with Dong Zhongshu and using the same set of tactics to deceive him.

"Are you saying our world is like a secret realm, and they are outside of it—that's the contrast?"

After pondering for a few seconds, the new emperor finally found a relatively close comparison.

"It's not like that, but it's similar to this!"

Without relevant experience, understanding dimensions would be difficult, and would likely be considered a matter of idealism. After all, Zhang Xuezhou couldn't bring over a high-level cultivator to verify his understanding, and Zhang Xuezhou only had a superficial understanding of dimensions.

He rarely encountered situations where he was unable to answer the new emperor's questions. Zhang Xuezhou ultimately failed to resolve the doubts and instead used Emperor Jing to change the subject.

Is he still my father?

Compared to the trivial matters concerning Houtu, Emperor Jing's situation is a reality that must be faced at the moment.

Emperor Jing stood beside the Reincarnation Stone as if he had lost his soul. His misty body drifted around the Reincarnation Stone without uttering a single word.

"If you think he is, then he is; if you think he isn't, then he isn't!"

Zhang Xuezhou walked around Emperor Jing once before responding.

He couldn't define whether the individual carrying part of Emperor Jing's memories was recognized. In Zhang Xuezhou's understanding, Emperor Jing, who had turned into a flying zombie, was another new individual, while the Emperor Jing beside the Reincarnation Stone in front of him had most likely lost part of his memories and was different again.

Do you remember this sword?

The new emperor walked past Emperor Jing with the Red Empyrean Sword in his hand. The Red Empyrean Sword did not elicit any reaction from Emperor Jing, nor did Emperor Jing glance at him.

Do you still remember Che'er?

Where is the Empress Dowager?

Each question was accompanied by a shift in the new emperor's hope, which turned to disappointment.

He looked at Emperor Jing's blurry body; if it weren't for the familiarity brought by his back view, he would have seen only a vaguely recognizable Yin Soul.

After death, people may be guided by fortuitous opportunity to become Yin Soul, zombies, or other such beings, but no one would consider these Yin Soul or zombies to be their relatives.

The new emperor looked for a long time, then finally retreated in disappointment, sword in hand.

"Can you make this Yin Soul take shape and speak?"

The new emperor asked Zhang Xuezhou a question in a low voice, which immediately caused Zhang Xuezhou to shake his head repeatedly.

"I don't know how to refine corpses or souls, Shi Wudao, are you up to it?"

Zhang Xuezhou glanced at Fei Jiang, who was crouching on the ground clutching his head, still Shi Wudao to groan.

"There are very few Corpse Jiao cultivators left, and refining corpses and souls is not a good thing. These Yin beings will carry the thoughts of other cultivators after being refined," Zhang Xuezhou said. "If you still have a sliver of hope, then you can only let him grow here on his own. Perhaps one day he can achieve enlightenment instead of turning into a Yin puppet!"

"This..."

As the new emperor hesitated, he heard the sound of a rooster crowing in the distance.

He and Zhang Xuezhou exchanged a glance, and their bodies involuntarily rushed towards the Yellow Springs Water.

As the shadows of space blurred and appeared, the two leaped out, beginning their escape from this secret place.

"You tyrant! You don't even recognize your own son when he comes to you. Aren't you going a little too far?"

There was no one in the secret place, and a dim gray light began to appear in the sky above.

Shi Wudao looked at the Yin Soul figure and saw that the Yin Soul body gradually solidified and gradually revealed the appearance of Emperor Jing.

"The Great Han Dynasty doesn't need a Yin Soul emperor, Che'er doesn't need an incompetent father like me. Besides, I Non-Self!"

Emperor Jing stretched out his hands, his expression as blank as an unyielding stone.

"I've almost forgotten everything that used to be!"

His right hand touched his face, and he felt that the sculpted face had become unfamiliar. He even began to forget his own appearance.

It stole my memories!

Emperor Jing pointed to the Reincarnation Stone, which made Shi Wudao tremble.

In a vague sense, Shi Wudao felt as if he himself had lost something.

Zhang Xuezhou branded his life and death on the Reincarnation Stone and perfectly realized the Reincarnation of life and death, but this experience cannot be easily replicated or imitated by others, and it is unlikely that they will succeed no matter how much time they spend.