Taking Xiao Jia with him, Qi Yuan found a spot, dug a large hole, and holding Xiao Jia, jumped into it.
As the scene shifted, Qi Yuan found himself back in his familiar wooden hut.
In his head, countless memories and images bombarded him like a torrential sea.
Qi Yuan felt a bit of a headache.
"Forget!"
He immediately used his essential divine skill, the Great Forgetting Heart Sutra.
Those memories finally subsided, and he also felt that his headache was much better.
"The Great Forgetting Heart Sutra is indeed a good thing, if I return to Blue Star, I will definitely be the best doctor in the world, earning millions a month, marrying the perfect girl, and reaching the apex of life."
Using it on those with dementia, they forget their dementia and become normal.
This is simply a miraculous cure.
"Sure enough, the divine skill of comprehension is still there."
"That spiritual soul weapon..."
Qi Yuan seemed to have realized something.
