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Chapter 61 Han Li: I am Mengde! [New book, please read!]

Meng De admitted that although he was suspected of deceiving Han Li, everything he said was based on some truth.

Only this kind of deception, infused with real information, could make Han Li feel a chill run down his spine and his scalp tingle!

"You..." Han Li suppressed the turmoil in his heart, took a deep breath, and looked at Meng De in gray robes, who had changed into the Spirit Beast Mountain uniform, not far away. He frowned slightly: "You've awakened?"

"No." Meng De shook his head and explained under Han Li's questioning gaze, "The paths are different. I will instinctively recall some things, and I can't seal them away."

Meng De fabricated a story about his current state to Han Li, while also laying the groundwork for his later acquisition of some knowledge about the Immortal Realm.

"..." Meng De's bluntness left Han Li momentarily speechless. He had originally intended to feign a conversation with Meng De, but... the other party was too honest, leaving Han Li unable to respond!

"However, based on the fragments of memory I know, people like us can't really deal with each other," Meng De explained.

"...Why?" Han Li asked subconsciously.

"The purity of the Dao." Meng De looked at Han Li calmly and said, word by word, "To put it simply, you and I were very strong in the past and future, so no one can touch you or me in the present."

From the moment Han Li was able to see the Creation Mystic Patterns, Meng De had been pondering a question: Why was Han Li able to observe the Creation Mystic Patterns?

As the deduction continued, a more reasonable thought gradually emerged in Mengde's mind...

The one who could observe the Creation Mystic Patterns was not Han Li, but... Han Tianzun.

Conversely, the fact that the Creation Mystic Pattern could be observed by Han Tianzun suggests that the upper limit of the Creation Mystic Pattern may not be lower than that of the Palm Heaven Bottle.

From the moment Han Li observed the Creation Mystic Pattern, it acquired a concept called "Dao Ancestor Certification".

It was for this reason that Mengde dared to utter such arrogant nonsense as everyone being strong in the past and future...

"..." Meng De's words undoubtedly stunned Han Li. He had never imagined that someone would say to him... "You were strong in the past and you will be strong in the future..."

Could it be... that I've fallen under an illusion? Or stumbled into some kind of maze?

Han Li was already starting to doubt himself and the very reality of the world...

"Stop doubting yourself, it's time to go." Seeing that Han Li had already won over Yunxi to a certain extent, Meng De had the Crimson Flame Mosquito send Yunxi back.

"This isn't the place to talk. Once we get out, let's find somewhere to have a proper chat. It's not easy to meet someone like me, so I'll share some information with you and also give you a glimpse into the opportunities on my path." Meng De carried the unconscious Yunxi on his back and headed towards the evacuation point of the forbidden area. Seeing that Han Li wasn't moving, he turned back to remind him.

"...Where are we going now?" Han Li came to his senses and saw Meng De carrying Yun Xi away. He hesitated for a moment, glanced at the dense swarm of Source Blood Insects around him, and finally chose to chase after them.

Han Li had actually begun to believe Meng De's words, mainly because he felt that Meng De had no reason to deceive him.

This is the Crimson Forbidden Land, the opponent's home turf. Given the opponent's mysterious methods and the treasure that seems to be comparable to the Little Green Bottle, Han Li felt that if Meng De wanted to, he could directly attack him.

But the other party didn't. Not only did they not share anything, they even shared a lot of information that overturned his worldview!

Therefore, if Han Li wanted to understand Mengde's illogical actions, he could only interpret it as Mengde telling the truth, and that people like them... had no reason to attack each other?

To put it more abstractly in Chinese, they are projections of the future into the past... The battles of the past are meaningless; what truly determines the outcome is the future...

Han Li realized that if he didn't understand things this way, he would be completely unable to comprehend the world he was in now...

And... what did the other party mean by what they just said? What does it mean to "synchronize with the opportunities on my path"? Who would just self-destruct like that? Han Li even wondered if he had misheard or misunderstood. Was the other party going to share with him a treasure... comparable to the Little Green Bottle? Could that really be true?

But... no matter how much Han Li denied his own suspicions, he could not deny Meng De's genuine confidence and calmness!

That was... the confident composure of a seasoned reincarnator towards a novice!

The more confident Meng De became, the less reason Han Li found himself to doubt him...

"I'm dealing with some troublesome matters." Meng De carried the person on his back and walked in front, with Han Li following five meters behind.

As Mengde walked ahead, dozens of dreamlike glass mosquitoes flew out of his waist pocket. Then, the figures of Mengde and Yunxi began to appear and disappear in Han Li's eyes, and their auras completely vanished! If it weren't for the fact that he could still see a little bit of the phantom with his naked eye, Han Li would have almost doubted whether his divine sense was broken.

But soon, Han Li noticed twenty or thirty of those dreamlike mosquitoes flying towards him. His body stiffened slightly, but he ultimately let them land on him. Then, Han Li saw the brightly colored mosquitoes flutter their wings slightly, and tiny, dreamlike scales landed on his body. Then, his figure began to become ethereal as well!

"You...is this the strange insect you cultivated?" Han Li discovered that the powdered scales of these dreamlike mosquitoes were more effective than his own concealment spell.

"No," Meng De shook his head.

"Huh?" Han Li was taken aback. Aren't you the Insect Daoist? If you didn't cultivate it, who else could have cultivated it?

"Is there any place where this strange insect is produced?" Han Li was somewhat envious of the Dream Mosquito's ability to conceal its aura.

"It should be Spirit Beast Mountain, but I don't know exactly where it is. I just picked up a few and raised them," Meng De replied calmly and truthfully.

"..." Although Mengde was telling the truth, Han Li felt that these words sounded very fake no matter how you looked at them!

If you're so good at picking things up, why don't you pick some up for me?

Seemingly remembering something, Han Li took out an empty medicine bottle, casually put one of the Dream Mosquitoes on his body into it, and then placed it next to the bottle containing a Crimson Flame Flying Mosquito.

Surprise! I found an absolutely uniquely colored mosquito on the street!!!

Mengde, shrouded in darkness ahead: "..."

Han Li's subconscious behavior left Meng De speechless and helpless. At least, the fact that Han Li was taking advantage of him showed that he had begun to believe some of his previous statements, which was a good thing.

"...If you want, I can give you a few Dream Mosquitoes to breed yourself after we get out." Although he usually enjoyed taking other people's "labor mosquito fruits," when he saw Han Li taking his "labor mosquito fruits" so close to his face, Meng De realized that he seemed to understand the feelings of the person being taken a little.

"...Thank you." Seeing that his "proactive offense" had not angered Meng De, Han Li finally felt at ease and began to accept Meng De's narrative logic.

"By the way, it seems we... don't even know each other's names, right?" As they approached the evacuation point of the forbidden area, Han Li suddenly remembered this.

"..." Meng De also realized this problem; they had been walking together for so long, yet it seemed they didn't even know each other's names...

"My name is Han Li," Han Li said earnestly.

After a moment's hesitation, Mengde finally replied:

"Mengde".

Meng De promised that if Han Li were to say "I am Li Feiyu" at this moment, Meng De would say:

My name is Han Li!

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"...In that long river, I cannot find any reflection of you..."

"...until...the river flows..."