I finally figured it out, and it turned out that the "tick-tock" sound I heard was not a real sound. It's the sound of memories tapping on my heartstrings, and the space I'm in is actually filled with all my memories.

What I want to get back now is the memory I lost, and every drop of water is a fragment of my memory. If I can collect all the droplets, I'll be able to get all my lost memories back.

At this moment, the haze just now was swept away. All I have to do now is collect all the drops here, and the sooner I can collect them, the sooner I can get back to my old self, and the sooner I can get out of here.

When I think about it, I suddenly feel motivated. I quietly waited for these droplets to fall from the sky, but helplessly, the interval between these droplets was too long.

If this continues, I don't think I'll be able to collect all the memory droplets after waiting here for a year and a half. Maybe I should think of a way to speed up the collection of memory droplets.

I looked up, then jerked to my feet and leaped into the air, intending to catch them myself.

But what made me a little depressed was that I just jumped up and hit something solidly. It turns out that there is a layer of separation between me and these memory droplets that I can't see. But how do these droplets pass through?

Just as I was puzzled, another drop of water fell. I didn't dare to hesitate, and hurriedly reached out to catch it.

As the drops of water fell, my lost memories came back to my mind little by little. I imprinted these memories deeply in my heart, for fear that I would accidentally forget them all.

Time passed little by little, and I finally collected all the memory droplets above my head. And this also means that all the memories of my life as a scholar in white have been restored.

But what I want most is actually the memory of Shakti, so that I can turn back into Shakti and have the powerful Buddha power again.

Just after the last drop of water fell overhead, I heard the sound of breaking again. Once again, my body sank uncontrollably, and the scene in front of my eyes changed somewhat.

I looked up and saw that the air above my head was full of dense droplets. As a scholar in white, I died young, so I don't have too many memories of that life, which is why there are relatively few water droplets.

But now there are obviously more water droplets on the top of my head than several times, which means that this is my memory of another life, but I don't know which life it is.

I didn't think much about it, and continued to wait patiently for the droplets to land. When I caught the first drop of water, I finally understood.

The memories I have collected now are the memories of my life as a monk of Jiuhua Mountain. I lived a little longer in that life, so I had more memory droplets.

But to be honest, this is not a memory that I care about at all. Although it is precious, what I would like to collect more is the memory droplets of Shakti. Isn't there really another way to speed up the collection?

In fact, I still have some memories of my life as Xia Heng. Back then, in order to resolve the danger in the tomb of General Tu Wang, I also deliberately re-made Xia Heng.

I thought about it carefully, and the memory of being Xia Heng immediately came to mind. At that moment, the droplets above my head fell like a downpour.

When I saw this, I immediately took it with my hand. But because there were so many droplets, I still didn't catch a lot of them.

But vaguely, I seemed to understand something. Perhaps I've found a way to speed up the collection of memory droplets, and that is to use my mind to recall the events of that life.

With this discovery, I immediately closed my eyes and tried to recall my memories as Xia Heng. Before I knew it, all the droplets above my head had fallen, and I was in a pool of water.

All the memory droplets have fallen, and it becomes easier to collect them. I bent down and gulped down the water under my feet like a buffalo.

The water tastes strange, bitter and sweet, sour and salty. Drinking and drinking, I suddenly understood. These are all fragments of my memories, but whose memories are not full of flavors and flavors?

I gulped it down, and before I knew it, all the water on the ground had been drained by me.

Some people may ask, aren't you already a ghost, can ghosts drink water? Yes, I am indeed a ghost now, but how can this water be real water?

It looks like water, but it's invisible. They don't occupy my body, but they fill my heart, my mind.

After a while, Xia Heng's memories of this life were finally fully recovered. At the same time, my body fell again.

Another layer, another life. The memory of this life is to slaughter the king, and the number of water droplets has increased even more. In the same way, I shook all the memory droplets off my head and drank again. But what makes me a little painful is that the memories of this life are all bitter.

It seems that this life, which kills the most people, is my most painful memory.

After drinking all the drops of General Tu Wang's memories of this life, my body sank again.

I looked up and almost fainted. There are river-like memory droplets above my head, and it seems that this life should be the memory of my time as a god.

There was no other way but to do it all over again. As the droplets of memory fell overhead, I was completely submerged in the river of memory. I kept drinking the water of memory, hoping to drain it all sooner.

Unconsciously, I inexplicably perceived the existence of a doppelganger. I was also surprised by this discovery.

But after a few moments, I understood. Maybe my doppelganger has regained the memories of when I was a god, so we can resonate with each other and get in touch with each other.

I tried to call out to him, but I didn't expect him to actually hear him. So I told him that I had a little problem here, but it wasn't that hard to solve.

I hope that he can improve his cultivation as soon as possible and reach the realm of Da Luo Jin Immortal. In this way, when I go out of the reincarnation well and merge with him in the heavenly realm, I will be able to seek revenge on Chiyou. After the doppelganger agreed, I continued to drink the water of memory.

Maybe there are so many memories of this life that I don't even know how long I've been drinking, and my mind has become trance-like.

In a daze, I felt my body sink again. A thought immediately crossed my mind, and further down was the memory of my life as Shakti.

Hopefully, within a year, I'll be able to get back to where I was when I was Shakti.

But after a while, I was dumbfounded. Because the world in my eyes has changed dramatically, I can no longer see the drops of memory above my head, but instead there is a blazing sun.

I was illuminated by the golden sun, and I felt dizzy for a while, where could I find that lost memory?