This gate is naturally just an illusory gate and cannot be detected with the naked eye. It can only be seen through the mind.
But it is grander than any physical door!
Standing in front of it, Tang Feng was as small as an ant. There were countless complicated patterns and words on the door. A heavy feeling of vicissitudes of life rushed over his face, making him breathless.
He looked back and saw that there was a long corridor behind him, connected to an exit, which was where the power of his mind broke in.
It seems that he must open this door first before he can explore the secret of the magic weapon.
But after all, this is not a physical door. It is impossible to break it open with something. Moreover, the door is so huge that even if it is really smashed, it may not be able to be opened.
Standing outside the door, Tang Feng stared at it, trying to find out some clues from the patterns and words on the door. He observed very carefully and did not miss any corner. But to his disappointment, these patterns and words were mysterious and mysterious.
It's impossible to understand it at all, let alone find any secrets.
I don't know how long it took before Tang Feng sighed dejectedly and gave up the idea.
Since it is too soft, it can only be forced. This gate must be transformed by a magical power. If you want to defeat this power, you only need a stronger force.
The only thing Tang Feng can rely on now is the power of his own mind.
To put it bluntly, the power of the mind is the power contained in a person's spirit. It is an invisible and immaterial power. Why do those masters often make some people with low strength vomit blood, be seriously injured or even die directly with just one glance? Then
It's because of the power of the mind. The masters' mind power is strong enough to interfere with other people's breath, body and even life through the power of the mind.
Although this is a very suspenseful thing, it does exist. Murderous aura can also be regarded as an extension of the power of the mind, a kind of power of the mind that ignores life.
The power of the mind is powerful and can bring countless benefits to cultivators. It allows cultivators to avoid interference from the outside world and break through their own bottlenecks faster. When it is powerful enough, there is no need to worry about going crazy.
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The only way to train your mental strength is through the accumulation of time, the improvement of experience and various hardships.
Tang Feng is now only a top-level yellow-level person. Although his mental power is stronger than that of cultivators of the same level, it is not much stronger.
But things have come to this point, and Tang Feng is really reluctant to give up, so he can only give it a try.
Staring at the door, Tang Feng gritted his teeth and used all his mental strength to hit the door.
"Boom!" With a sound, Tang Feng even felt his eyes go black, and a kind of pain from the depths of his soul suddenly came over. This kind of pain was unbearable at all, and it hurt to the extreme. The power of the mind that broke in almost collapsed.
Returning to his true form, Tang Feng endured for a while and finally calmed down his mind.
At the same time as Tang Feng's mind was pounding, the seemingly impregnable giant door actually shook violently.
Although he was mentally prepared, Tang Feng still had lingering fears. Using the power of his mind to hit the giant door was simply risking his life. Once the power of his mind was damaged, it would not be the result of a year and a half of cultivation.
If he can cultivate himself well, at best, Tang Feng may become a fool and an idiot in the future. At worst, he will no longer have any consciousness from now on. Although he is still alive, he can't do anything and is just a living dead.
But the giant door actually shook just now, which was beyond Tang Feng's expectation. It also gave him a glimmer of hope, which was finally a good thing.
Giving up halfway is not Tang Feng's style. Through the impact just now, Tang Feng can also know that as long as he carefully controls his mind, there should be no serious problems during the impact, as long as he can survive the unbearable pain.
, if he cannot survive, then disaster will really strike. But Tang Feng has confidence in himself. This is not arrogance, but self-confidence.
After resting for a moment and waiting for the pain deep in his soul to disappear, Tang Feng hit the giant door again.
Still the same as before, a wave of pain quickly hit me, and the giant door shook violently.
This kind of pain is no better than the pain of tempering the body last time. It is ten times and a hundred times more severe than that time! Only those with the strongest willpower can endure this inhuman torture.
After a while, Tang Feng hit him again.
In this mysterious space, he continued to do this seemingly self-harming behavior, again and again, and the cycle continued! Tang Feng didn't know how many times he hit it, he was not in the mood to count, as long as the pain disappeared every time,
He will definitely hit it again without any hesitation.
Gradually, Tang Feng discovered that when he bumped into the giant door again, although it was still very painful, it was much better than at the beginning. The pain became weaker, the rest time became shorter and shorter, and the swing of the giant door became more and more severe.
Come bigger.
This is naturally not because he has been numbed by the impact, but because the power of his mind has gradually become stronger through the endless impact again and again.
He didn't expect to get such benefits here, Tang Feng couldn't help but feel happy.
The cultivation of the power of the mind cannot be determined by human power at all. What's more, no one dares to be so bold and use the power of the mind to do such a thing.
Tang Feng did it, so the power of his mind became stronger. Among them, courage accounts for three points, means accounts for three points, and luck accounts for four points.
In the end, Tang Feng only needed to rest for a few breaths before he could hit again. The giant door seemed to be getting weaker and weaker, and the amplitude of the shaking became larger and larger every time.
Finally, after Tang Feng made three desperate strikes, the huge door slowly opened from the outside in with a bang. The mysterious patterns on the door flowed quickly, gathered together, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
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"Hahahaha!" Tang Feng couldn't help laughing loudly, but in this space, only his own mind existed, and no sound came out at all.
My heart felt happy! After such a long time, I finally got rid of this giant door blocking the road.
After the giant door opened for a moment, Tang Feng followed closely.
It was snow-white and empty inside. To Tang Feng's expectation, there was nothing. There was no ground, no space, and it seemed to be endless. It looked extremely weird.
After wandering in this space for a while, I looked back at the giant door, which had become smaller than the eye of a needle.
Is there nothing in here to begin with? If you open the door, you will be recognized as the master by the magic weapon? Tang Feng couldn't help but guess this.
But if this is the case, why is there such a strange space here? If the magic weapon has recognized its master, it is impossible for him to feel nothing at all.
Now this situation is full of weirdness and bizarreness, and being in this kind of space really makes Tang Feng shudder.
After wandering around for a long time, Tang Feng still didn't find anything. Going further inside, Tang Feng didn't dare to go. It would be too much trouble if his mind was lost in this space.
Just when he wanted to withdraw, he suddenly heard a very weak sound.
Tang Feng couldn't help but was startled, and immediately rushed towards the place where the sound came from. The speed of his mind was extremely fast, it was just an invisible and immaterial thought. After a lifetime of thought, his mind could take action. Even so, Tang Feng was still enough.
It took half a stick of incense to slowly get closer to the sound.
The voice was very clear, and it sounded like a woman's voice, mixed with bursts of faint whimpering. And the woman was definitely not too loud, and her voice sounded more like a child's voice.
When an extremely thin figure appeared in front of him, Tang Feng quickly stopped, gathered his mind, and slowly and vigilantly approached the figure.
This figure was definitely a child, and a little girl at that. She was squatting there with her hands on her knees, sobbing non-stop, as if she had been wronged.
She was wearing a light green palace dress, with her long, smooth black hair flowing down her back and falling to the ground. She looked very helpless and lonely.
When Tang Feng was several feet away from her, she suddenly stopped crying, raised her head and looked around suspiciously.
When she raised her head, Tang Feng couldn't help but take a breath!
This little girl is actually cuter than Tang Mengmeng. She's so cute that it's unreal. Both little girls are so beautiful that you can't help but want to rub them. But Tang Mengmeng is real.
She exists, and she gives people an illusory and ethereal feeling.
In other words, people like her should not appear in the world at all, but should appear in legends. Any gorgeous words in the world are not enough to describe her, and any words added to her are considered an insult to her!
She suppressed her sobs, her shoulders shrugged from time to time, and her eyes were filled with flashes of tears. She stretched out a baby-fat little hand, wiped her cheek gracefully, and blinked her long eyelashes.
, stood up slowly.
Her long hair even reaches her ankles. Although she looks young, she gives people a pure and pure feeling.
Tang Feng's appearance made her wary. After all, the mind is not a physical entity, so she didn't find anything. She just stood there and slowly turned around a few times, and then slowly fixed her sight on the location of Tang Feng's mind.
Only here gave her a different feeling from other places. It was as if a pair of eyes were staring at her, making her fearful, panicked and uneasy.
Her brows were furrowed, her face was crying, and her face was a little pale. She asked softly and weakly: "Is there anyone there?"
The voice is very ethereal, especially in such an empty place, it is even more lively. Unlike Tang Mengmeng's childish voice, her voice is more full of weakness and helplessness, which can quite arouse people's desire for protection.
