Chapter 701: True or False

In the world of ice and snow, large flakes of goose feather snow fell, and the snow was thickened again. The cold wind blows Ye Feng's bone marrow.

"The strongest system...!"

He growled, trying to summon the strongest system, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't summon the strongest system.

The strongest system no longer exists...!

"Divine power, sacred body, strongest system...all of these are gone!"

When he spoke, his face was ugly. He lost everything and became a mortal without any cultivation.

"This is impossible! This must be an illusion!"

He roared loudly, wanting to use his holy eyes to see through this fantasy world.

But it didn't work, he never activated the Holy Eye of Delusion, and the Holy Eye of Delusion no longer existed.

He didn't believe it, and he was unwilling, so he kept trying, but all the magical powers and various magical powers he once possessed, including magic tools such as the Shennong Ding, all disappeared.

The cold wind became colder and colder, and the snow fell more and more heavily. Finally, he was covered by the heavy snow and passed out.

When he woke up again, the surrounding environment had changed, and he appeared in a wooden house.

"Brother, are you awake?! It's snowing so hard, and you're still running around. Fortunately, Uncle Tiger found you and brought you back. Otherwise, you would have frozen to death outside!"

A girl bouncing up and down appeared in front of Ye Feng, and said to Ye Feng with a smile.

"Who are you……?!"

"I'm Ye Yue, your sister! Brother, are you freezing outside?!"

The girl pouted and said.

"Ye Yue...my sister?!"

Ye Feng murmured, when did he have a younger sister? !

At this moment, his head ached violently, and countless memory fragments appeared in his mind.

The pain didn't go away until a long time passed.

"Ye Yue, my sister, and I have parents...!"

His eyes are demented, and the memory fragments brought him a lot of memories.

In these memories, he is just an ordinary person, born in an ordinary way, grew up in an ordinary way, and nothing amazing happened.

And those monks who possess terrifying power and can turn the world upside down do not exist at all. There is no such person in this world!

The most powerful system he possesses, supernatural arcane art, and Jiang Shui and others are all just a dream of his!

He is not some amazing and peerless cultivator at all, but just an ordinary mortal who has grown up to the present under the care of his parents!

All the things he had done on the road of cultivation in the past were all imagined by him, and they no longer exist!

And his current state is his real state!

"No! This is an illusion! This is the test brought to me by the inheritance of the gods!"

He screamed, never believing that all this was true.

"Brother, what illusory dreams are you dreaming about! How can there be any gods in this world!"

Beside, the girl Ye Yue pouted and said.

And at this moment, a middle-aged woman walked in.

Holding a bowl of hot soup in her hand, she said to Ye Feng lovingly in her eyes: "Feng'er, I know you want to become a powerful hunter like your father, but you are still young and not ready yet. You can't run around anymore, if you, Uncle Tiger, and the others didn't find you, then you would be in danger!"

"Mother……"

Ye Feng looked at this middle-aged woman, and a feeling of incomparable intimacy rose from his heart.

A voice kept telling him that this was his mother, his real mother!

"Drink this bowl of ginger soup first, warm and warm."

The middle-aged woman said with a smile, feeding Ye Feng ginger soup mouthful.

All these scenes are very real, which shakes Ye Feng's heart. Could it be that all the things he has experienced on the road of cultivation before are really just his fantasies? !

He was confused, not sure which was true and which was false.

At night, Ye Feng's father came back. He was carrying a big bow and an iron ax in his waist. He was very tall and well-known as a top hunter in the village.

"You kid, you know how to run around!"

Ye Feng's father said to Ye Feng in a deep voice.

Then, he said to Ye Feng: "You want to be a hunter, right?! Well, hunt with me tomorrow!"

The next day, Ye Feng followed his father into the mountains to hunt.

In the world of ice and snow, many animals have hibernated, and it is difficult to find prey, but they still found several white wolves with snow-white fur.

"The wolves are very troublesome. With the two of us, we can't deal with them at all. Let's change our prey!"

Ye Feng's father shook his head and gave up hunting these wolves.

But Ye Feng stared at the pack of wolves with both eyes, never leaving.

He didn't believe that all the things he had done on the road of practice before were just his fantasy!

He firmly believes that he is the Ye Feng who has the strongest system, has successfully walked out of the taboo road, and killed countless arrogances, not the ordinary Ye Feng now!

With a bang, he rushed out. He wanted to kill the group of white wolves to prove that all the things he had done on the road of cultivation before were true, but now all of them are false!

He didn't hold any weapon, just rushed towards the group of white wolves with bare hands.

These white wolves were all ordinary white wolves, and he was confident that he could kill them all with one punch.

However, things were completely beyond his expectations.

He didn't erupt any powerful force at all, and was knocked to the ground by a white wolf directly, splashing white snow all over the ground.

Roar!

Several white wolves raised their heads to the sky and roared loudly, and then rushed towards Ye Feng ferociously, with a stench, the situation was very critical.

"Wind!"

Ye Feng's father yelled, bent over and drew his bow, shot and killed a white wolf with one arrow, then pulled out the iron ax pinned to his waist, and rushed into the pack of wolves.

Although he is the top hunter in the village and has rich combat experience, but facing so many white wolves by himself, he is no match at all. Soon, a large number of scars appeared on his body, and blood flowed continuously.

"Father!"

Ye Feng yelled heart-piercingly, with extreme regret in his heart.

Everything now is real, and all the things on the road of cultivation are fake, they are his fantasy!

And he put his father in danger because of these unrealistic fantasies, he really deserves to die!

He stood up, pulled out the iron ax his father had given him, and stood side by side with his father, against the pack of white wolves.

Puff puff!

Blood spattered everywhere, and the white wolves fell one after another. Ye Feng and his father paid a huge price, and finally they were able to kill all these white wolves.

"Father, let's go back, I will never have those unrealistic dreams again!"

Ye Feng supported his father, and with tears all over his face, he returned to the village.

He completely believed in all of this, thinking that the present was true and the past was false.