Superstar [comprehension]

Jiang Jue waved his hand silently, took off his armor, and sent it back to its original place.

When he lowered his eyes to straighten his robes, the damp single clothes on his body also lost all the moisture, and returned to the dry appearance of the past.

The blood stains left between his fingers had already been washed away by the torrential rain all the way, and he stood firmly in front of his mother's house for a long time, finally gave a low laugh and raised his hand to knock on the fragile door.

He knocked for a long time, but no one responded.

Jiang Jue was not surprised, he just calmly stretched out his hand and opened the door, and walked in directly.

No one found him, no one stopped him.

After all, this is just an illusion. Those irrelevant people or things don't need to exist.It's just that he was too involved in the drama before, so he didn't see it through.

After Jiang Jue stepped into the house, he saw his mother passed out by the window at a glance.Such a scene suddenly overlapped quietly with the scene before the mother's death in memory, and she couldn't help leaning against the wall any longer, covering her face and laughing wildly.

"You are really amazing..." The man's hoarse voice with a smile slowly lingered in the room.If you listen carefully, you will find that what is buried under his smile is genuine appreciation and admiration.

Changsheng quietly looked at Jiang Jue who was covering his face and laughing, he knew that Jiang Jue was definitely not talking to him, Jiang Jue's words were actually speaking to this illusion.

As he said, this illusion is really powerful.

Knowing that Jiang Jue has seen through everything, it simply stopped wasting time creating those plausible scenes, and instead directly let Jiang Jue face scenes that he did not want to recall at all.

How does it look like an illusion?It is more like an experienced torturer, casually holding a sharp knife, gouging out the bleeding heart inch by inch.

Now it makes the dying mother unconscious instead of dying, not because of its kindness.It was just to let Jiang Jue save his mother with his own hands, and then watch his mother die with his own eyes, so that the pain would be deeper and heavier for him.

Obviously, it didn't want Jiang Jue to step into the Immortal Realm.Not only generals, but perhaps all those who want to step into the immortal state will eventually be driven to despair by it, so that they commit suicide in despair.

Jiang is not stupid, he can figure it all out.But he still got up and gave some spiritual power to his mother, and then drank wine and waited quietly for his mother to wake up.

Anyway, his heart was riddled with holes, so it didn't matter if there was more or less.He just wanted to use this illusion to chat with his mother, after all these years, he really wanted to say a lot to her.

"...Xiao'er, are you really back? Is the road all right?" The words that sounded slowly brought back Jiang Jue's thoughts, and the unexpectedly old and slightly tranced voice caused him to stop drinking slightly.

After so many years, even he himself almost forgot that his real name was "Zhongxiao".What an ironic name it sounds now.

He stopped his thoughts and raised his eyes to look at his mother.

He had never looked at her so closely.When I saw her today, Jiang Jue suddenly found that the corners of her eyes and brows were full of depression.

Don't mention that she is no longer young, even if she is not old, her heart is probably getting old.

The funny thing is, back then, I didn't even realize it.

He still remembered that when he returned home from the battlefield, his mother had been gone for many days.He didn't even say goodbye to her properly.

"Mother, my son is fine." Jiang Jue said these words in a calm tone, but the woman on the opposite side smiled and shook her head when she heard it.

"You, you have never lied since you were a child. My mother knew that you never drank alcohol. In previous years, when your father took out the wine jar, you would stay far away. If nothing happened, why would you be sitting here smelling of alcohol today? here?"

Shaking Jue Wenyan to the cold wine jar, his face was reflected on the floating wine, with no trace of happiness or anger revealed between his brows and eyes.

"...It's not a big deal, it's just a dream." After a long time, until he had poured down most of the jar of wine, he spoke again.

"In my dream, I became an immortal emperor." Jiang Jue took another sip of his wine as he spoke, it seemed that only with the heat of the wine burning his throat could he continue speaking half-truthfully.

"It's a pity that my father has gone, my grandfather has gone, my younger brother has gone, and you have gone too."

"I used to dislike the smell of alcohol in my house, so I didn't like to drink. But when I always drink with you and want to drink with you, you are already gone."

"Not here anymore." Speaking of this, Jiang Jue took a deep look at his mother, and the depths of his pupils seemed to be intoxicated.

"This kind of thing is really a pity the more I think about it, that's why I want to drink while you are still alive and while I am still awake."

"After all, after today, I may not have the opportunity to drink by your side again."

Jiang Jue's voice was faint, as if everything he said was really just a trivial dream.However, both himself and the onlooker Changsheng knew that what he was telling was not a dream, but a reality that could not be crueler a hundred years later.

Even his current conversation with his mother took up the short time he stole with his life.

Jiang Jue's mother's fingertips trembled when she heard this, and she subconsciously looked at the armor standing not far away.All of a sudden, she felt that the dream that Jiang Jue talked about might be the reality many years later.

"Is that so..." The woman's voice was extremely low.She gazed tenderly at the armor of her deceased husband, her eyes were slightly red.

There are some things she can't say.

Before she married her dying father, there was no one in her family, and she had nothing to worry about in this life.So from the moment she married the other party, she wanted to share the same bed and death with that life, and never abandon each other in life and death.

The coffin looked too cold, she really didn't want the man to sleep alone in it.

If she hadn't been worried about her grandfather and son, she might have gone with him the moment she heard that the man had died.Now she is just trying to speak with energy, and the oil inside is already exhausted. Maybe in the next second, she will close her eyes and fall into a long sleep.

The woman withdrew her gaze and quietly looked at Jiang Jue beside her.She faintly felt that her son might have seen her death wish at this moment.

Thinking of this, she said again: "Although I don't know why you had such a dream... But I think, in that dream, whether it was me or others, even though they all died, they never regretted it."

Some choices are worthless in the eyes of others, but most things in the world are like a fish drinking water, knowing whether it is warm or not.

"En. You have never regretted it." Jiang Jue replied in a low voice, his half-closed eyes concealing a little bit of bitterness.

He knew that none of his family had ever regretted it, and he was the only one who regretted it from beginning to end.He also knew that these people didn't necessarily want to come back to life, but after all, he couldn't calm down in those years.

He didn't know what else he could do, so he could only be obsessed with the matter of resurrection from the dead, so as to slowly suppress his own hostility, so as not to arbitrarily anger others.

"Although you have never regretted it, in that dream, I still want you to come back to life." Jiang Jue still pretended to tell the story of the dream, "Maybe I should have figured it out a long time ago, I have no way to decide The fate of others. From beginning to end, I have kept you from resting in peace."

"Actually, there is something that I wanted to tell you a long, long time ago..."

"I'm sorry, mother. I'm really... sorry." When Jiang Jue said this, his tone was particularly slow, as if he was suppressing something.

He was suppressing the hoarseness and choking in his voice.He really didn't want to worry his mother anymore.

In fact, he realized that the dead cannot be brought back to life a long time ago, but he just didn't want to admit it.But now speaking of this, there is absolutely nothing he can't face.

He was fed up with the illusion that kept poking him painfully, and he was also fed up with his own sorrows and sorrows.Anyway, he is tired of living, rather than being tortured to death by the past in the illusion, it is better to take this opportunity to say goodbye and finish what he wants to say at once.

"Sorry for what? I don't think you have anything to apologize to me." The woman shook her head again when she heard the words, and there seemed to be some smile lines in the corners of her eyes. My son has grown up."

"I don't know if you met someone you like during this trip. Before you came back, my mother thought that maybe you would bring me a daughter-in-law back."

"Now that your father is gone, your mother doesn't know how long she can live. Although you are old, you have a very unruly temper. You are not as reassuring as your brother. I used to expect to see you get married with my own eyes. I thought If someone can accompany you, even if I die, I can feel a little more at ease."

This exclamation like last words made Jiang Jue's hand holding the wine jar slightly tightened, and the mouth of the wine jar was instantly covered with cracks.

"I do have someone I admire." Jiang Jue glanced at the crack on the mouth of the altar, and simply drank the wine in his hand, and replaced it with a new, stronger wine.

His words made his mother slightly stunned.

"Who is it?" The woman asked involuntarily after she regained her senses.

Jiang Jue sniffed the pungent aroma of spirits, a little tenderness appeared on his cold face.

"His name is Changsheng."

"I used to think that we would grow old with him."

When Jiang Jue said this, Chang Sheng was leaning against the wall next to the man with his eyes closed.

Changsheng has been thinking about how to help Jiang Jue get through this illusion, and during this time he also came up with a method that might work.

He doesn't know how the illusion works, but he is only in the Jindan realm, and he doesn't have the strength to destroy it from the root anyway.So he intends to conform to the illusion, only making some minor changes in details.

For example, relying on "Fan Yin Jue" to simulate your own voice.After Jiang Jue said goodbye to his mother, he told him with a simulated voice that he was not dead.

Changsheng thought about the reason why he would never hear him speak.He speculated that it was because this illusion was made up of spiritual power, and his voice did not contain spiritual power, so no matter how much he said, he would never be able to hear it.

That's why he wanted to use the "Various Sound Jue" to make a sound. After all, it was a sound made entirely of spiritual power, and it might be able to be transmitted in the illusion.

Speaking of "Fan Yin Jue", in fact, at the very beginning, the moment Chang Sheng heard this exercise, the idea that popped into his mind was not to use it to play any musical instrument, but to use it to imitate human voice.

Few people practice "Fan Yin Jue" in this world, and few people understand this technique.If he suddenly said a word in the voice of immortal emperors and emperors, the listeners would almost be unable to guard against it, and they would probably believe it.

From Changsheng's point of view, if such a technique is used well, it is not impossible to cause chaos in the Three Thousand Worlds.

Of course, the human voice is too complicated, and it is thousands of times more difficult to simulate than musical instruments.Using his current cultivation level to imitate other people's voices, he has never successfully simulated it.

But Changsheng still wanted to give it a try.Firstly, it was because this place was an illusion, and the spiritual power was extremely abundant; secondly, he was imitating his own voice, which was easier after all.

Even if he is likely to fail and is likely to be backlashed by the illusion, but even if he drank so many rare drinks for the sake of the general, he will eventually try.

Changsheng, who was concentrating on how to imitate his own voice, heard Jiang Jue's thunderous words when he was unprepared.He didn't care to think about anything, but suddenly raised his eyes to look at him.

Jiang Jue's mother didn't know Jiang Jue's cultivation level, but Chang Sheng knew that that man was already an immortal emperor.

For an immortal emperor with a lifespan of tens of millions of years to actually make a promise to live forever, this is no longer a matter of so-called whim.

Such a promise means thousands of years of heartbeat, thousands of years of perseverance, means that he will be by his side until death.

What kind of emotion does this man have when getting along with him?How could his emotions be so hot?

Chang Sheng suddenly felt that the future might be just like the wine he drank.It looked clear and dull, and it was only after swallowing into the throat that he realized that he could make people's blood boil.

"My son will be tempted one day! What about others? Why didn't you bring it back to show your mother?" The woman said happily after being surprised, and her sickly face was rarely rosy. .

As she said before, this son of hers has always been wild.She has been worried about his overly unrestrained temperament, afraid that he will spend his whole life wandering around the world and spend the rest of his life alone.

She really never thought that her son would have such a gentle side, and even said something that would make him grow old.

To him, such words are much rarer than "I am pleasing to you".

"He won't come." The general at the other end never cared about the shock of the others. He closed his eyes slightly when he said this, and his low voice was unusually astringent.

"he died."

"Just like that, he died easily before my eyes."

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The next chapter should be dedicated to longevity and immortality (*?ω?).

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