Traveling through the space passage, when his vision became clear again, Feng Qi found that he had arrived at the Blood Soul Tribe's territory.
Looking ahead, there are countless suspended islands.
Each island is located at a different height and is connected to each other by black energy chains, surrounding a super-large suspended island in the center like a mountain, like stars over the moon.
In the very center of the island, a dark red flag was erected high and fluttering in the wind. There seemed to be a mysterious force sucking into his consciousness, as if it was trying to swallow his soul.
Regarding this flag, the Lord of the Mist had an explanation in the previous article about the future dream.
He said that this flag is called the "Blood Soul Flag", it is a miraculous artifact, and it is also the treasure of the Blood Soul Clan.
All lives and souls killed by the Blood Soul Clan will be trapped in the Blood Soul Flag and become part of their power.
Today, 1,500 years later.
I don't know how many souls are imprisoned in this blood soul flag. Waving the flag can summon billions of evil spirits to help fight. This is much stronger than Jian Ji's million sword spirit array.
This flag is also the strongest guarantee that the Blood Soul Clan can become one of the eight royal families in the future world.
At this time, under their feet was a platform formed from the fragments of an approximately 10-square-meter island.
There are many such floating platforms nearby. Whenever a space vortex appears, the floating platform will automatically fly away and catch the figure walking out of the space channel.
"Uncle Qi, let's go."
As he spoke, ice mist appeared under Zhang Daowen's feet, carrying him to fly to a small island below the Blood Soul Clan's main island.
During the flight, Feng Qi couldn't help but curiously asked:
"Xiaowen, have you been here before?"
"I have been here, but not to the training platform. In addition to the training platform, the Blood Soul Clan also has many other facilities open to the public, such as the trading market. In addition to the nearby forces that are at war with the Blood Soul Clan, external forces only need to provide resources.
Using the Blood Soul Clan's facilities can be regarded as an additional resource income channel for the Blood Soul Clan, and it can bring considerable benefits to the Blood Soul Clan every year."
After flying for a long time, they arrived at the small island below the main island of the Blood Soul Tribe and began to land.
At this time, a black shadow appeared from nowhere and blocked their path.
After a brief blur, Feng Qi saw clearly the face of the person blocking the road.
It has dark red eyes, a human-like shape, and is about 1.6 meters tall. It is wearing a thin black gauze shirt made of an unknown material. There is a dark red flag pattern imprinted on its right arm, and its left and right cheeks are on each side.
Tattooed with three dark red diagonal lines.
Its eyes were cold, and it said in a deep voice:
"What's the purpose of coming here?"
Facing the inquiry, the little guy stretched out his hand and pressed it between his eyebrows. He saw a stream of light pulled out from his eyebrows, and finally turned into a shining golden crystal in the palm of the little guy's hand:
"Borrow the training platform for use."
The members of the Blood Soul Clan reached out to take the golden crystal handed over by the little guy, checked their consciousness and said coldly:
"There are not enough resources, only one person is allowed in."
The little guy was not surprised when he heard these words, but nodded and looked at Feng Qi and said:
"Uncle Qi, you go in, I'll wait outside."
Seeing this scene, Feng Qi felt a trace of guilt in his heart.
It can be seen that the little guy's resources are limited, but with the strength of the little guy, he could have better development.
Obviously, he gave as much resources as possible to the humans in Daybreak City.
While sighing in his heart, he nodded and said:
"good."
At this time, the little guy reached out and patted his back. He felt a cold breath invade his back, and then his vision blurred briefly. When it became clear again, he found that he had appeared on the training platform.
The platform is about the size of a football field and is shrouded in an almost transparent material.
At this time, there are already dozens of figures on the platform taking the heart training challenge.
As he breathed, the mysterious substance poured into his body. Feng Qi suddenly felt dizzy and his vision began to blur.
Realizing that he was about to enter the realm of mental refining, he immediately found a corner and sat down cross-legged.
Soon his vision was spinning.
In an instant, countless colorful threads appeared in front of my eyes, and then blurry statues appeared in my field of vision, and a heavy sense of historical vicissitudes came to my face.
The mottled marks on the statue are filled with the breath of endless time.
There are a total of eighteen statues, each with a gemstone inlaid between its eyebrows.
The gems on the first two statues have dimmed, which is obviously related to the fact that he passed the Heart Refining Challenge twice.
The first two challenges were the difficulty of traveling and the difficulty of immortality.
Among them, the difficulty of walking requires walking 300,000 miles on foot without any special abilities, stepping on mountains and rivers, and measuring the world.
It is difficult to live forever because he needs to experience death over and over again and find a way to live forever in death.
Both challenges are soul-strengthening.
Each one is not easy to complete, but each time he completes the challenge, his mood can be sublimated.
This is why the Heart Exercise Challenge can curb negative emotions.
Although the heart training challenge cannot erase negative emotions, it is equivalent to expanding the pool of stored negative emotions so that one can accommodate more negative emotions.
At this time, the third statue from left to right among the eighteen statues opened its eyes.
Suddenly the gem embedded in the forehead of the statue shone with light.
The statue waved and pointed at him, and the world in front of him was pierced by his fingers and began to fall off like broken glass.
Before he fainted, he heard an old voice in his mind:
[Everything is suffering, and you can only overcome it by yourself. The third level of the eighteen difficulties is the difficulty of the mind!]
The old voice echoed in his mind, and as the scene in front of him completely shattered, darkness completely enveloped him.
Consciousness also fell into silence at this moment.
After an unknown amount of time, a banging sound on his head woke him up from his deep sleep.
Slowly raising his head, his vision became clear from blur. He was shocked to find that he was sitting in a familiar classroom. Sitting next to him was his former friend Mo Fei. He turned to look out the window, and the sunshine was just right.
Looking at the podium, Lao Wang stood in the mottled light and shadow, looking at him with anger on his face.
"Feng Qi, I want you to stand up and answer the question!"
At this time, Feng Qi has lost the memory of the Eighteen Difficulties Challenge, and the memory in his mind is still stuck in the time line that he is constantly crossing, and the struggle to save the future.
When I suddenly woke up, the efforts of multiple timelines seemed like a long dream.
The unremitting efforts in memory are like imaginary scenes that move you.
"Seal the chess!"
Lao Wang roared again, and Mo Fei beside him was so frightened that his face turned pale, he kept winking at him, and even pinched his thigh with his hand.
The pain in his legs made him realize that this was not a dream.
He also stood up at this time and faced Lao Wang.
After answering Lao Wang's question, when he sat down again, his consciousness was still a little dazed, and he felt that everything around him was so unreal.
Is it really just a dream?
"Narrator!"
He called out in his heart, but the narrator's voice did not appear.
"Narrator son!"
This time he changed his approach, but the narrator still did not appear. If it were normal, the narrator would inevitably jump out and start a verbal fight with him.
In a trance, he finished the class.
After class, he was stopped by Lao Wang and asked why he slept in class.
Faced with Lao Wang's concern, Feng Qi chose to deal with it, and he didn't know what was wrong with him.
At this time, he couldn't even tell whether it was a dream or reality.
After returning to the dormitory, he ignored Mo Fei's inquiry and began to check online information.
But the results he got were incredible.
There is no information related to Wei Wei on the Internet, and there is no student Mu Qing in the Star City Forum.
The facts were before him, but he still didn't believe that everything he experienced was an illusion.
Wei Wei, Mu Qing, Lin Ran, Lu Yue, Mu Yan, Lao Mi, the little guy... They are all fresh lives in Feng Qi's eyes, how could they be just dreams.
How could a dream be so real?
In order to prove that everything he experienced was real, Feng Qi asked for leave from Lao Wang that afternoon and left Star City No. 1 Middle School.
After leaving the school gate, he took a taxi and went straight to Star City Academy.
The school gate looked familiar in his memory, which made Feng Qi even more sure that everything he experienced was real.
After all, when he was in Xingcheng No. 1 Middle School, he had never been to Xingcheng Academy.
When he arrived at the school gate, he was blocked by security personnel.
At this time, he thought of Bai Fusheng.
Faced with his request to find Bai Fusheng, the security personnel helped contact Bai Fusheng after a brief hesitation.
During this period, the security personnel sent the scanned information about him to Bai Fusheng.
After the security personnel hung up the phone, he was released.
Entering Star City Academy, the scenes along the way are exactly the same as in the memory, which further confirms that the experience of multiple timelines is not false.
Following a familiar route, he finally arrived at Bai Fusheng's office.
Knocking on the door, a hoarse old voice sounded from inside:
"Come in."
When he opened the door, he saw Bai Fusheng, who had gray hair on his temples, sitting on the sofa, sipping tea, looking towards him.
After their eyes met, Bai Fusheng smiled and nodded:
"Come and sit."
Feng Qi was not modest and immediately came to sit next to Bai Fusheng.
"A student of Wang Jin's, right? What do you want from me?"
He did not answer the question, but asked solemnly:
"Master, do you know Mu Qing?"
"Who is Mu Qing? A student from our Star City Academy?"
Hearing these words, Feng Qi was filled with reluctance, so he asked again:
"Then do you know Lin Ran? The student from Winter Academy who was recruited by Hu Po Research Institute in advance is said to be transferred to Star City Academy in the near future in the name of exchange."
"Recruited in advance by Hu Po Research Institute? Lin Ran? Why have I never heard of it?"
Feng Qi saw doubts in Bai Fusheng's eyes. This was obviously not Bai Fusheng deliberately deceiving him.
Unwilling to be reconciled, Feng Qi asked many people related to the Dawn Organization.
But Bai Fusheng's answers proved that the vivid life that appeared in his memory did not exist in this world at all.
When he bid farewell to Bai Fusheng and walked out of Star City Academy, his heart was full of confusion.
Finally he decided to go to the Scarlet Research Institute.
Maybe Weiwei is still there, but the information about her is completely confidential and cannot be searched on the Internet.
When he took a taxi and arrived at the gate of the Scarlet Research Institute, there was no authentication sound, only a warning to leave sounded from the external radio.
But he did not choose to leave, but spoke to the screen:
"I want to see Weiwei."
Facing his request, the security personnel on the gate screen looked stunned. Apparently they had never heard of the name Wei Wei.
Seeing this scene, Feng Qi's persistence disappeared.
When he returned to Xingcheng No. 1 Middle School, it was already dark, but he did not return to the dormitory, but came to the rooftop of the teaching building.
Sitting on the chair placed by Lao Wang, Feng Qi looked up at the stars, his heart filled with doubts.
He was still experiencing the future line just a second ago, and he saw the little guy who had extended the life of the human race for thousands of years.
But at this moment, everything is like a mirror in the mirror.
He had doubts and doubts about his experience.
At this moment, Feng Qi thought of what the narrator once said in his memory:
The narrator said, maybe everything you have experienced is fake. It is just a dream in class of a young man with passion and dreams of saving the world. Your struggle and persistence are just touching yourself in the dream. Waiting for the dream
The moment you woke up, you were still in Lao Wang's class.
At this moment, the narrator's prediction came true.
Looking down and to the side, he saw a tin box filled with wine.
This box of wine was placed here by Lao Wang. Whenever he was depressed, he would always look up at the stars here and drink to relieve his emotions.
"Perhaps there is something wrong with my ability to travel through the timeline. I traveled back to everything, and everything will start again after I fall asleep."
Without hesitation, Feng Qi reached out to open the box, took out a bottle of wine, and poured it into his mouth.
He was so drunk that he soon felt dizzy.
When the wine bottle fell to the ground, Feng Qi, whose face was red, fell into a deep sleep.
When he woke up, it was already dark.
In the dream, there was no high-hanging blood moon, no howling wind, and no welcoming little boy doing the splits. Facts have proved that his guesses were all wrong.
Feng Qi's fists were slowly clenched at this moment.
In the days that followed, he began to continuously search for the truth of his memory.
But whether it was on the Internet, the Hupo Research Institute, or the Scarlet Research Institute, it was proven that what he experienced was fake and did not exist at all.
The only similarity is that the world is experiencing crisis just like it was before he fell asleep.
The situation of mankind is precarious, and the pace of domain expansion is accelerating.
If the information in his memory was true, he knew that without the help of his own ability to travel through time, it would be impossible for human beings to turn defeat into victory, and would eventually lead to destruction.
But...he is powerless to change all this now.
The dream of saving mankind has not changed, but now he no longer has special abilities. Although he is the top student in Star City No. 1 Middle School at this time, when looking at all mankind, he is just an ordinary genius and has no place in history.
Eye-catching.
Half a month later, Feng Qi graduated.
This time, he did not fill in the application form for Galaxy Academy according to his original dream. Instead, he returned to Star City Academy and entered the exercise class just as he remembered.
At this time, he did not give up searching for the truth.
But every search results in disappointment.
Facts have proved that there is no Lin Ran in this class, and there is no senior Mu Qing in the school.
Every time I come to the school restaurant, there are strange figures sitting in the north corner.
At this time, Feng Qi thought of the knowledge stored in his mind.
If this valuable knowledge can be realized in reality, it will prove that those experiences are not illusions, but that he has returned to the original point for some reasons and lost the special ability to travel through time.
In the days that followed, Feng Qi regained his energy and began to experiment continuously.
But the initial expectations were quickly hit again and again in the face of reality. It turned out that the knowledge in the mind was false and could not become reality in reality.
For example, when practicing Tiger Fist according to the method in his memory, he almost vomited blood and died.
But Feng Qi did not give up and tried again and again.
Failure follows you everywhere.
As he grew older, he graduated from Star City Academy and joined Hu Po Research Institute.
There is no Night Shadow Clan here, and there are no lurking forces in other areas.
Even though he was unwilling to do so, he still chose to gradually accept the truth.
Just think that the long years in my memory are an extremely real dream.
Even if everything has changed, the only thing that remains unchanged is the original intention of studying for the rise of mankind.
Struggling on the front line of innovation in Kung Fu science, Feng Qi made new friends. Like himself, they all cherished the dream of the rise of mankind.
During this period, he developed many exercises and was injured many times while testing the effects of the exercises.
The empty room was gradually filled with medals and honors.
When he was thirty-five years old, he was arranged on a blind date by the Hupo Research Institute. Even though he was not ready to accept love, the reason given by the top management of Hupo was to leave excellent genes for mankind.
So he went to this blind date exchange meeting in a daze, and finally came back in a perfunctory manner.
At the age of thirty-eight, he got married again in confusion.
The other half was arranged by the Hupo Research Institute and was a woman from the military department.
Life began to become ordinary, but Feng Qi still couldn't forget that long memory, and would always miss everything in his memory, even if it was just a dream.
Later, he had children.
Pulling his children to grow up and shaping their outlook on life has become a part of his ordinary life.
Under his personal guidance, his children worked hard and always excelled as they grew up. As he wished, they were admitted to Star City Academy and achieved excellent results in the academy. Before graduation, they even received admissions from the Galaxy Research Institute and the Tiger Soul Research Institute.
Recruit in advance.
The happy life has not faded away the nostalgia for that memory deep in his mind.
When children get married, they become grandfathers, and their temples are already gray.
Unable to continue working on the front line of scientific research, he was placed in a nursing home in Star City. His busy children rarely visited him. He only occasionally saw his children's achievements through information and felt proud of them.
The years have washed away the vigor in his body, but whenever he falls asleep, he still always thinks of the long dream that is extremely real.
Unknowingly, he was 87 years old.
When his children called to send birthday wishes, he looked up at the black-and-white photo of his wife hanging on the wall, thought of the "die young" curse in his memory, and then shook his head and laughed while leaning on his crutches.
Even that is fake.
His body was getting worse day by day, and Feng Qi knew that his time was running out.
Looking back on the past, there is no grandeur in that memory, only growth as plain as water.
He is like a screw in the growth of human civilization. He has dedicated his life, and then is replaced when he is rusty, and the new generation will take over the research results and continue to move forward.
Years go by.
Gradually, his ears began to lose hearing and his eyes began to blur.
The only thing that was clear was the faint sound of heartbeat and the hoarseness of breathing.
In the last days of his life, Feng Qi wore a hearing aid and listened to frontline reports on the radio.
Looking back on this life, he has no regrets, but there are regrets that he can never forget.
The life detection instrument connected to his arm made a beeping sound. He looked up and looked out the window. The branches were swaying in the wind, and a bright waning moon hung high in the distance. The night sky was beautiful.
At this time, he thought of them in his memory again.
As he stood before the end of his life, he felt that many figures in his memory were appearing around him.
Their voices rang in my ears.
"Little brother, wake up, why are you going to sleep again? Do you still want to save the world? If not, let's break up."
"Brother Qi, I will become a master of Kung Fu in the future. This is my latest research result. Come and take a look at it for me."
"Aqi, no matter what the future holds, we will continue to work together in the next timeline."
"Aqi, we agreed that we would advance and retreat with my Mist Clan in the future, so why did we fall here?"
"Uncle Qi, I hope I can make you proud."
"Brother Qi..."
Countless voices intertwined in his mind. Feng Qi reached out to grab them, but he couldn't catch these illusory figures.
After all, all this was just a dream from his passionate youth.
It's just that this dream is extremely real.
It made him miss him for so many years but he still couldn't forget it and couldn't calm down in his heart.
Looking back at the black and white photo of my wife on the wall, tears gradually blurred my eyes.
"Old man, after so many years, it's time to let it go."
At this moment, he seemed to hear his dead wife sighing in his ears, and her constant persuasion as if she were still there.
The hand he was holding forward finally slowly let go at this moment, and the feeling in his heart was difficult to calm down, and finally turned into a long sigh.
At the end of his life, he chose to face the memories deep in his mind with calmness.
My mentality changed at this moment, and the inseparable sounds and illusory figures in my ears disappeared.
At this time, only the "didi" sound from the life detection instrument was repeated in my ears.
His breathing became weaker and weaker, but a smile appeared on Feng Qi's face.
After pursuing it all his life, he has never felt happy, but now for the first time he truly faced reality and completely let go of the memories that were difficult to let go of.
The difficulty in my heart finally turned into a calm face.
He completed his self-transition.
At this moment, the breath stopped and the heart stopped beating. The life detection instrument made a long beep...
…
Endless darkness surrounded Feng Qi, and he slowly opened his eyes at this moment.
"Am I dead?" Facing the darkness, he muttered to himself.
[Yes, you should die quickly. If it weren’t for the continuation of your heart training challenge, I would have cursed you loudly. After waiting for me for 87 years, do you know how hard I endured just to scold you? It’s suffocating me to death.
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Feng Qi:......
Amid the narrator's angry scolding, memories came flooding back.
He finally understood that he was experiencing the challenge of Heart Refining, and everything in the illusion of Heart Refining was false.
And at the last moment of his life, he overcame the difficult challenge and chose to let go of the obsession that was hard to let go of.
At this time, the picture in front of me changed.
The statues of the Eighteen Difficulties Challenge appeared in front of them, and the gems on their foreheads shone with light, illuminating the space. The third statue closed its eyes at this time, and the gems on its forehead also dimmed.
This proves that he has passed the third level of the Heart Refining Challenge.
Looking down at his right arm, he saw that the spreading black mark of negative emotions was slowly fading away, and finally retracted to the center of his right hand.
After the Heart Refining Challenge ended, his state of mind was once again improved, suppressing the spread of negative emotions.
The tingling sensation in his mind subsided, giving him a feeling of renewed vigor.
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