Sitting blankly at the entrance of the cave, harry didn't come back to his senses until the sun set in the west. Looking at the gorgeous scenery of the sky filled with clouds, he slapped his cheeks twice and encouraged himself secretly: "No matter what, the most urgent thing is to find a way to recover some strength first. I can't care about other things for the time being."
In this unfamiliar environment, going out at night is obviously not a wise decision. The current cave is a good place to hide. Thinking of this, harry slowly moved back into the cave.
As the sky outside gradually darkened, the cave gradually became pitch black, and you couldn't see your hand in front of you. But this was not a big deal for him. Even if his Dantian was damaged and his cultivation level plummeted, his spiritual consciousness still existed. For a cultivator, the role of spiritual consciousness far exceeded that of eyes.
He sat cross-legged with difficulty, took out a few pills from the storage ring and swallowed them. He didn't understand what was wrong with his body, so he had to take some pills to see if he could recover a little.
As the practice began, the free spiritual energy in the surrounding heaven and earth also gathered from slow to fast, and drilled into the body, constantly circulating in the meridians. Although the Dantian can no longer store spiritual energy, this continuous absorption of spiritual energy is still beneficial to the recovery of the body. In this situation, there is no gold core stage of cultivation, but if the physical strength of the Jindan stage can be restored, then at least there will be some self-protection power.
(Flashback)
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"Henna, take harry away from here!"
A middle-aged male cultivator roared, and the long spear in his hand brought up lightning all over the sky. He fought several enemies alone, but unfortunately the other side had a large number of people. Even though he tried his best to resist, there were still a few who slipped through his blockade and quickly chased after the two people who escaped in the distance.
"Mom, let's go save Dad! There are too many enemies..."
Before he could finish his words, at this moment, a simple and desolate echo suddenly came from afar: "Thunder and lightning!"
Along with this voice came black thunder that filled the entire sky and earth. Contained in these extremely dark thunders was a terrifying power that made people's souls tremble. Even though they were more than a thousand miles apart, they were all suffocated by this power, as if their entire bodies were bound by something.
"No!!!!!!"
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A house with magnificent decoration.
"Davina....Davina Parker, I beg you, one million, just one million is enough, please save my parents! You have already taken away all my property, this one million is not too much for you, please, my parents are really dying!"
Looking up at that strange yet familiar delicate face, the desperate pleading did not cause any abnormality on this beautiful face, which remained as calm as ever.
After a long while, the attractive red lips finally opened slightly, and the familiar voice was still as melodious as a yellow oriole, but those few words pierced the heart of the person in front of him like a sharp arrow: "Those are your parents, what does it have to do with me?"
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"I'm sorry, Mr Henry. We tried our best. The two elderly people have just passed away. Please accept our condolences." I knelt in front of my parents' bed, stunned, with the doctor's regretful words constantly echoing in my ears. . . . .
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"Dad, Mom, I'm sorry, I'm an unfilial son. I can only repay you for raising me in the next life!" Looking at the misty cliff in front of him, he closed his eyes slightly, jumped lightly, and the tears overflowing from the corners of his eyes were blown away by the strong wind.
(Current time-line)
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Harry, who was meditating, had a strange and abnormal face twisted since then, and even his forehead was covered with beads of sweat. After a while, his eyes suddenly opened without any warning, and then he gasped for breath, his heart beating like a drum, and recalled the memories that suddenly appeared in his mind just now, many of which did not belong to him!
As a cultivator, his first reaction to the sudden appearance of these memories that did not belong to him was: "Possession!"....
This situation of devouring other people's memories will only occur when someone takes over someone else's body, because the person who takes over the body will devour the other person's soul, and then forcibly take over the other person's body as his own.
But now this body belongs to him, and he has never actively devoured other people's souls. Just when harry was puzzled, an idea suddenly flashed through his mind: "Could it be that someone tried to take over my body? But failed?"
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When he thought of this, he immediately broke out in a sweat. Could it be that he was completely defenseless during his training and was possessed by someone?
Feeling a little scared, Harry quickly took out several spirit stones from his storage ring, and then set up a small defensive magic circle around him. After successfully activating the magic circle, he finally let go of his worry and breathed a sigh of relief.
As his nervous mood gradually calmed down, after careful consideration, he discovered something wrong. The owner of those memory fragments that appeared just now did not seem to be a cultivator, but more like a... mortal?
But how could the memory of a mortal enter his soul?
Sensing that something was wrong, he quickly regained his concentration and sorted out the mixed memory fragments in his soul again. As he kept checking, one strange picture after another flashed through his mind quickly.
The streets were full of mortals dressed in strange clothes. Most of them held metal cubes of various shapes in their hands, and from time to time someone would say something to these cubes.
There are all kinds of strange-shaped vehicles, which are moving forward quickly without being pulled by mounts. Some have four wheels, some have two wheels, and some even have three wheels?
One by one, the mortals passed through a long passage and entered a huge bird-like iron monster. Then, this huge iron monster actually flew into the sky with so many mortals on board, sank into the layers of clouds, and finally disappeared.
Among these inexplicably extra memories, there are a large number of things that completely go against his cognition. In that world, these most powerful forces are called technology!
After sorting out these messy memories from beginning to end, Hoshino couldn't help but sigh. He had thought that perhaps he could find something useful for restoring his Dantian from these memories, but he didn't expect that although there were people practicing in that world, they only practiced some martial arts to exercise the body and strengthen the physique. Apart from that, they were completely dependent on external objects.
But this is not to say that it is completely unhelpful to him. When he was sorting out his memory fragments before, he found that his soul power was much stronger, almost close to the late Golden core stage. According to common sense, the soul of an ordinary human being compared to the soul of a Golden core stage cultivator is like a firefly competing with the bright moon, not
worth mentioning.
But the amazing thing is that after fusing with the soul of this mortal, Hoshino's soul power was indeed greatly enhanced. After thinking about it for a long time without any result, he decisively gave up this futile effort and entered into a state of meditation and cultivation again.
This time it was not for recovering from injuries, but to completely integrate this soul that he had obtained by chance. Otherwise, these mixed memories would pose a huge hidden danger to his future practice, and he might even go astray at a critical moment.
Just as harry was concentrating on merging with all his strength, a faint voice suddenly came from not far from the cave entrance: "There is a cave here. Let's stay here for the night and continue our journey tomorrow morning."
Then there was a noisy and chaotic sound of footsteps, and a ray of light slowly penetrated into the cave. About a dozen people holding torches walked in one after another...('×')