Chapter 147 Telling the Truth

We discussed some details with the military division, and the meeting was not over until sunset. At this time, the spiritual power injected by Yang Huang into Yang Xing had dissipated. Yang Xing only felt that he was tired and attacked again like a return tide. After sitting for a moment, he could no longer stand it. After saying a few polite words, he let the maid help him rest.

Naturally, there are also those military divisions who go with him. These military divisions are all literati and are weak. Although the previous discussion was full of enthusiasm, it was mostly supported by a cavity of blood in his bones. Now that the overall situation has been determined, the protagonist is about to rest. Only then did I feel tired, and naturally I quickly followed and left here.

For a while, in such a huge secret room, only Yang Huang's confidants were left. Twelve Taibao, who just defected, plus Changyun, Fengxiang, Zhou Fatty and Zhao Bai, a total of 16 people, are all the members of Yang Huang's team in this fantasy.

Although the number of people is not large, they are all able to take the lead and dominate. This is also the difference between Yang Huang and the man in black.

Naturally, the man in black knows that this is an illusion, so the people here are just puppets and illusions for him. Even if he needs the help of people in the fantasy, he still uses them as tools and has never invested in feelings.

And Yang Huang regards this fantasy as a real world and operates. Whether it is brothers, apprentices or subordinates, they are carefully selected and cultivated by him. He treats them like real people. He has never despised them or sacrificed them in vain because this is a fantasy.

Otherwise, Yang Huangda can directly ask Bai Yun and the twelve Taibao to form a group to assassinate the black-robed man once. Even if he fails, he can estimate the real strength of the first black-robed man. Then he took Fengxiang to form the second wave of assassination team, and the black-robed man will definitely die.

But in this way, it is unknown how many people are left in this secret room. If it had been replaced by a man in black, such a plan would have been implemented long ago, but Yang Huang would never have done so, which is the difference between the two concepts.

It's like a seed buried in the soil. What kind of flowers can bloom in the future? In fact, it is doomed as early as the seed is buried. The future efforts are just to make the flower bloom longer and brighter, and there is no fundamental possibility of change at all.

Yang Huang and the black-robed man are destined to take two completely different paths, so they knew from the beginning that there was no possibility for the two to coexist. It is not even tolerated for either side to survive, otherwise, in the future. They will all become each other's disasters.

Xuanying and the big vein are different. Xuanying has only one concept, that is, immortality. As for the road to immortality, he never cares. Therefore, Yang Huang can restrain him, although occasionally he will have some evil thoughts. As long as Yang Huang disagrees, he can only give up. And the big vein is even more so, which is simply a vassal. However, he used to belong to the man in black robe, but now he falls into Yang Huang's hands. He must also be obedient and grow up with Yang Huang's ideas. What's more, he is now mastered by Yang Huang, and he can't resist any storms at all. Life and death are between Yang Huang's thoughts.

Feng Xiang, Zhou Fatty, Zhao Bai and Zhao Bai are all the first old people to follow Yang Huang. They know that Yang Huang will only fall into silence when he makes extremely important decisions. Although they don't know what else can make Yang Huang so upset in this situation. But they all remained silent unanimously.

And the twelve Taibao Henglei and others naturally did not dare to interrupt randomly when they first arrived. For a moment, they looked particularly quiet in the huge secret room.

After a long time, Yang Huang suddenly came to his senses, glanced at everyone, and then said leisurely, "I suddenly have a question to ask you!"

"What's the problem!" Fatty Zhou was the first to interrupt and said, "It's so mysterious. As far as I said, just let the eldest brother make the decision. We will definitely do it obediently!"

"What if it's about your life and death?" Yang Huang smiled slightly. He was really speechless about Zhou Fatty's personality. He didn't care about anything and habitually pushed the problem back to you.

"It's so serious!" Fatty Zhou blinked his eyes and stared at Yang Huang for a while: "Will you hurt me, brother?"

"What are these words!" Feng Xiang quickly interrupted Fatty Zhou: "Everything about us is given by the eldest brother. How can it hurt you!"

"That's not the end!" Fatty Zhou spread his hands: "Since everything we have given by the eldest brother, the eldest brother will not harm us. What's the difference between Lao Shizi's death and other trifles? It's all up to the eldest brother!"

"Okay!" Yang Huang waved his hand with a wry smile: "Fourth brother, don't talk nonsense. I can't make decisions for you. You have to make your own decisions!"

"Then the master might as well say it directly. I think we will think about it!" At this time, Changyun also opened his mouth, although he looks no different from a twenties now. But his beard was kept by him. As he brushed his beard, he said, "Our group of people know each other. Even if it is such a big thing to live and die, there is really nothing to be pretentious about. Just spread it out!"

"It doesn't matter to us either!" Heng Lei smiled and turned his head to look at the brothers behind him and said, "We have always been a faction of our own, and we have never been loyal to anyone. But now that we are loyal to you, we have already handed over life and death to you, and you will also arrange our life and death!"

"It's all up to the leader!" The remaining eleven Taibao also arched their hands.

"Good!" Yang Huang nodded: "Actually, this matter is not big, but it's really not small!" Yang Huang raised his eyebrows without modifying the color, and directly said that this was a fantasy. Especially Changyun, Fengxiang, Zhou Fatty and Zhao Bai even have their real bodies in reality. Yang Huang did not hide this matter at all and told them all.

After listening to it, all of them were stunned and their heads could hardly turn around. According to Yang Huang, they are just illusions imagined by Yang Huang out of thin air. As long as Yang Huang kills the black-robed man, the illusion will be lifted immediately, and they will also return to dust and earth, and they will go wherever they come from.

This is also terrible!

It's not that they don't believe what Yang Huang said, but that they really don't know how to believe it.

"Brother, are you sure you are not joking to test our loyalty!" The first to speak was Zhao Bai, who has always been silent: "If we are all illusions, then our thoughts, our past, and our memories of our parents and friends are all fictional?"

"That's right!" Yang Huang nodded: "But it's true, and it's not! You are not ordinary illusions at all. General illusions, your thoughts and memories will completely imitate and imprint my memories, which cannot be extended. And you are different. You have complete memories, world views and feelings, just like ordinary people. There is no difference at all. Except that your appearance is consistent with the people I know in reality, and this is also the key!"

"Is there any difference?" Feng Xiang swallowed his saliva with difficulty. He was the first one to be knocked unconscious by Yang Huang's words. It was not until now that he recovered!

"Naturally different!" Yang Huang stood up and said, "I vaguely know the reason. In fact, you are not completely illusions. It is a combination of real soul and illusion. Someone mixed my memory in your original soul and then shaped you now!"

"But this is obviously your fantasy, big brother. Could we still be a real person!" Feng Xiang asked again that his understanding of Xiuzhen was also the clearest one. He had already heard from Yang Huang about the differences in these realms of virtualization, enlightenment, and promotion methods.

"I can't answer you about this!" Yang Huang frowned: "I'm also very confused about this. But what I can be sure of is that you are definitely not ordinary illusions, but real souls. That's why I want to ask you. If you want, I will take you out of the fantasy together and choose the right time to reshape your body. However, the forcibly taken away body will make your path of practice more tortuous. You should think about it clearly!"

"Do you still need to think about it!" Fatty Zhou, who had been silent, suddenly jumped up and said, "This is a must go out. After a long time of emotional trouble, we have been sealed in the fantasy. When on earth did this happen? Why don't I have any image at all? So who am I? Is my surname Zhou or not?

"That's right!" Changyun also nodded: "I also want to know what I look like, but I didn't expect that my current skin is not my own!"

"This is easy to do!" Yang Huang nodded: "When the fantasy disappears and I take you out, my memory will be stripped from your body, and then you will return to your original face!" Yang Huang knew nothing and said his conjectures one after another.

"Forget it!" Feng Xiang shook his head: "I'm too lazy to think about it this time. We are obviously tricked by some big man. That person can seize our souls and forcibly enter your fantasy. With this ability alone, can you speculate about his level, brother?"

Hearing Feng Xiang's question, Yang Huang was silent. He did think about this, but he had no clue at all. In his opinion, it is not difficult to capture people's souls and preserve them, which can already be done by practitioners in the yin and yang realm. But to unconsciously break these souls into a person's fantasy, Yang Huang has never heard of this method.

It seems that we can only contact Xuanying again when we go out and discuss it again.