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Chapter 737: I'm Still Me After All

After several months, Wang Yu and the others finally came to the center of the bustling Wangtian Galaxy!

The core of the Wangtian Galaxy is where the strongest sect in the entire Wangtian Galaxy is located, and there are the most comprehensive industries and the most comprehensive treasures in the entire Wangtian Galaxy.

It is not that a master is like a cloud, and dragging a passerby out on the street may be a distraction monk.

Wang Yu and the others teleported to a prosperous big planet in the teleportation array, the volume of this planet was dozens of times larger than Tianxia Star, but it was rare to find a desolate place on such a large planet.

Almost everywhere there are buildings, everywhere there are shops, this is a trading planet, and there is an endless stream of cultivators coming and going.

There is no law to speak of the activities of true cultivators and demon cultivators outside, there is me among the enemies, and there are enemies among me, all of them live together, but here it is different, in the core of the entire Wangtian Galaxy, how can the eyes of the Wangtian Sect allow demon cultivators to run rampant.

Therefore, since Wang Yu and the others entered the control of Wangtian Sect, they have not met demon cultivators again, and at a glance, they are densely packed with cultivators, and the bustling crowd has been shouting from time to time, so it is not lively.

Like Wang Yu, they felt that there were not a few monks here who were preparing to participate in the Wangtian Sect Conference, and the center of the Wangtian Galaxy, which was already very lively, once again ushered in a grand event.

Dozens of large teleportation arrays flickered with teleportation lights from time to time.

But after all, it is more in and less out, Wang Yu and they can be relieved now, they have been living in the pursuit of demon cultivators, and they also feel weak.

Wang Yu didn't restrain them anymore, and there would be no more problems here, Wang Yu took Peng Huaiyu to find a place to settle down first, while Lu Qingsong and the others went shopping together.

Their cultivation is not high here, if you want to merge stage monks, you may be able to see one out of a hundred, and now there are some high-level monks in the entire Wangtian galaxy, even the merge stage monks have to keep a low profile.

Maybe if you don't pay attention, you may run into a monk who has passed through the Tribulation Period, and if he has a bad temper, then something will happen.

Peng Huaiyu was not poor in his heart, why could they go out shopping and play, but he had to find a place for them to live, but due to Wang Yu's existence, he had to obey the command.

However, it is really not a simple matter to find a place to settle on this huge trading planet, Wang Yu has already entered more than 20 inns with Peng Huaiyu in an hour, but the answers given are all the same-it is full.

This can make Peng Huaiyu entangled to death, such a big planet, they don't even have a place to live, flying is prohibited here, it is forbidden to buy and sell, there are a lot of rules, and they outsiders can't easily offend, it's really not easy to squeeze over with people shoulder to shoulder on the road, step on their feet, and squeeze through little by little.

Wang Yu hadn't felt this kind of worldly aura for a long time, and those who cultivated had become fools, so it was not bad to feel a different aura.

Walking on the road, Wang Yu couldn't help but feel a little distracted, is he still himself now?

Could it be that after cultivating for hundreds or thousands of years, he will also become a walking corpse with flesh and blood and body temperature, but he is ruthless and only knows how to cultivate?

"It's not my ......," Wang Yu muttered.

His cultivation advancement was not fast compared to ordinary cultivators, and his qualifications were a mess compared to the ten years of Tribulation and Ascension in his previous life.

But the original situation is completely different from now, what a demonic qualification he used to be, his body is a natural Dao body, and the fit with cultivation has reached an incredible level, he was born to be the darling of God, and there is such a powerful and profound resource as Cangtian Sect to support him, and there is no way to cultivate unhappily.

At the beginning, he was ignorant and had no concept of cultivation, but the terrifying divine thunder at the beginning of the tribulation opened a gap in the seal in his mind, and the things that leaked from time to time in the depths of the sea of consciousness may be insignificant to him, or they may be of great importance.

But that strange but familiar memory is changing him subtly after all, maybe inadvertently, maybe intentionally, that memory is trying to dominate this body, making Wang Yu no longer Wang Yu, becoming another him.

Wang Yu walked in the crowd and followed Peng Huaiyu past another inn, and finally found an inn with a vacant room after passing by more than 30 inns.

In the empty room, Wang Yu looked out attentively, but his heart was struggling in pain, he was in great pain now, who was he down, what was he doing......

Fragments of his memories over the years and memories of the past kept appearing in his mind.

The amount of information superimposed on all kinds of different memories is unimaginable, and people with a slightly worse will are afraid that they will be overwhelmed by the memories of this hundred lifetimes.

Rao is Wang Yu is so powerful, under the washing of countless memory fragments, his color is still pale, and drops of blood overflow from the corners of his mouth.

His eyes were sometimes bright and sometimes dim, and memories kept coming back to him.

These memories have pain, joy, and sorrow, and he has tasted all the flavors of life in this short period of time, and in these memories there are memories of mortal life, memories of monks, and memories of immortals, but there are no memories of gods and men.

He seems to follow a certain law for life after life, and at most cultivates to the Immortal Emperor to cultivate, and then goes further, as if he is stopped by some obsession or knot in his heart, and in the memory of a hundred lifetimes, he has three times to ascend to the Immortal Emperor to cultivate.

But every time he dies inexplicably, it adds countless suspense to the world.

Although he knew a lot about the memories of Baishi, there was no complete understanding in these memories, and the perception of this kind of thing can only be obtained by one's own personal experience, and it is impossible to teach others oral writing.

Even if Wang Yu once had these memories, but now that he was no longer the same person he once was, these memories would no longer bring him any substantial benefits.

But these memories are still incomplete, the more you go forward, the more blurred they are, but the memories of a hundred years ago are still elusive, as if there is a barrier to keep him out, he just sat in the room in a daze for a day and relived the memories he once had, although there are many brilliant things in his memory, but those things seem to have nothing to do with him.

He was like an outsider looking at everything coldly, and after a long time, after Wang Yu combed through all his memories, he let out a long sigh, "Alas, I am still me and not him after all! My Wang Yu is a great husband who stands up to the sky and the earth, and he is a man in the first life, but he is not me now, I am Wang Yu! Not him!"

Wang Yu's roar shook the entire guest room, if it weren't for the soundproof formation, I was afraid that it would be heard clearly for miles away.

Not long after, the second junior in the store heard the news, knocked on the door and asked, "What do you need from your seniors?"