"Trialist, I can't tell you this. I can only tell you that the next level is very different from the previous one. Trialists will be in danger of life and death at every turn. If you want to participate in the trial, just go to the stone monument and
If you don’t want to participate, you can just turn around and leave.”
When Li Qing heard this, he looked towards the big hole next to the black stone tablet.
The entrance to the cave was so dark that I couldn't see clearly what was inside, but I could vaguely feel the fluctuation of space in it.
Li Qing and Ling Bingqing looked at each other and saw the determination in each other's eyes.
"If you want to get an opportunity, how can you do it without taking risks?"
Both of them had the same idea. After all, Ling Bingqing was also a member of the War Palace and had gone through many life and death trials.
Li Qing jumped down first with Rob in his hand, followed closely by Ling Bingqing.
Their speed was not very fast in the first place, but now they had to speed up. Niujiao Taisui had been down for three hours, and he didn't know if he had gained any benefits. Li Qing had been trying to catch up with him in the past few days, but
This person relied on his knowledge of this place to throw Li Qing and the others away many times.
After jumping into this pitch-black hole, there was only pitch black, endless black, and nothing could be seen.
The body is also in a constant fall, but in a normal space, constant falling will speed up, but it doesn't seem to happen here.
It was a bit like the feeling of weightlessness. When I looked down, I didn't know when Rob was no longer in my hands.
In this way, about a stick of incense passed, and the body's whereabouts continued, but an old voice rang in my ears, "The third level of the trial, the Demon of Desire Test Heart Level is officially opened!"
This voice was somewhat similar to that of the weapon spirit, but for some reason Li Qing felt that the person speaking was definitely not the weapon spirit.
As the voice fell, the endless darkness suddenly changed. A faint red light shone in the darkness. It was just a tiny bit at first, but the red color began to expand rapidly. After a few breaths,
The blackness in his eyes has disappeared, replaced by endless red.
This red is the color of blood, the color of blood.
These blood colors are not ordinary. There is a bloody and murderous aura rising from them, trying to infect Li Qing, and seems to turn Li Qing's soul into a monster that only knows killing.
This blood color represents the desire to kill.
However, as soon as the bloody air infected Li Qing's soul, the Immortal Scripture of Creation came out to automatically protect him. Under the faint golden light of those tadpole inscriptions, the bloody air could not infect Li Qing at all.
At this time, what Li Qing didn't know was that deep in this land of nothingness, the rickety figure of an old man was facing them, the trialists, with an excited expression on his face.
"I have been waiting for so many years, and this damn tomb tower has finally been opened! The souls of these people are all my great tonic!"
I saw that the old man was wearing a dark robe. There was no pattern on the entire black robe. The black was silent and scary. The old man in the wide black robe was extremely thin, as if he were made of bones.
It looks normal.
What is frightening is the face of this old man. All the facial features on his face are only half, as if there is a vertical line dividing his face into two halves. One half is an old man with benevolent features, but the other side has no facial features at all.
The piece is smooth.
When Li Qing was not affected by the blood color at all, the originally playful expression on his face suddenly turned into surprise, but he glared at Li Qing from a distance, "Hey, why is this kid so weird?
, the realm of the soul is clearly so low, but it seems to contain a huge amount of vitality! What a great skill! It is not affected by the desire to kill, I want to see if this desire demon really has no effect on you!"
As he spoke, he raised his hand and pointed toward Li Qing.
Following his finger, a streak of blood suddenly shot out, and the blood-red color in front of Li Qing's eyes became thicker and thicker. What was originally an ordinary red gradually turned into red, purple, and red hair.
The black turned into a dark red color, like dried blood.
There was also a smell of blood that was nearly ten times more powerful than before, emanating from the red color. The fishy smell was so pungent that those who smelled it almost felt like vomiting.
If a mortal comes here and smells a trace of this smell from a distance, his eyes will turn red immediately, full of murderous intent, and he will become a monster who only knows how to kill.
However, these things really have little effect on Li Qing. The Immortal Book of Creation noticed the devastating damage this thing caused to the soul, and isolated these auras, which did not affect Li Qing at all.
Seeing Li Qing, who still looked as normal, the half-faced old ghost let out a sigh, "It's still ineffective, and it doesn't even affect this kid at all?"
The half-faced old ghost was very surprised, but he raised his hand and waved his finger towards Li Qing again. This time, a pink light flew out from his finger.
This pink light spanned countless distances and finally flew in front of Li Qing. A little pink light appeared in front of Li Qing. After a few breaths, the entire space in front of Li Qing had completely turned pink.
The eyes are full of pink, and there seems to be a provocative aura emanating from it, and countless pink smoke and mist are floating up, forming the images of beautiful girls.
This color represents lust.
However, no matter how strong his lust was, it still had no impact on Li Qing.
A gloomy look flashed in the half-faced old man's eyes, but he pointed towards Li Qing again. This time it was a milky white light. Soon, Li Qing's eyes were only a milky white, this time it was a lust for laziness.
Unfortunately, Li Sin remains unaffected.
The half-faced old man only used a new color with a colder expression, this time it was yellow, the color of jealousy.
Unfortunately, it was still useless. With a gloomy expression on his face, the old man continued to play orange, purple, azure and other colors. Unfortunately, it had no effect on Li Qing at all.
"What's going on? How can there be people without desires in this world!" The half-faced old man was extremely shocked and wanted to give up on Li Qing. "There are many people coming in this time. I will swallow the power of other people's souls."
The same is true, as long as there is an irresistible desire for three or more colors, then one will become a senseless slave of desire. By devouring these slaves of desire, I will be able to greatly recover. This person is really too weird.
Logically speaking, it would be most cost-effective for me to give up on this person,"
After a long time, half of the face of the half-faced old man showed the intention of making a decision, "However, the taste of this person's soul is so delicious. If one of his souls were eaten, it would be worth the weight of hundreds of souls, so I just gave up.
I’m not willing to give in!”
Finally making a decision, the half-faced old man quickly performed hand gestures with his hands. As he quickly performed hand gestures, an illusory and colorless halo soon appeared in front of his eyes. This halo showed a
Half a circle, just like his face with only half of it.
At the same time, with the appearance of this halo, the aura of the half-faced old man also became weaker, and his body became much more illusory. Obviously, activating this thing took a lot of energy from him.
"go!"
The half-faced old man pointed at Li Qing, and the halo immediately flew towards Li Qing.
"You have no desires of your own? Then when you become someone else, can you still resist all kinds of demons of desire?"
The half-faced old man let out bursts of weird laughter.
Looking at the dark space in front of him, Li Qing showed a thoughtful look on his face, "These desire attacks here just now are very vicious. They seem to want to kill people with every move, which is different from the previous trials."
The style has changed a lot.”
"Moreover, the trials here are changing too fast, as if someone is manipulating them. If I didn't possess the Immortal Scripture of Creation, I'm afraid it would take a lot of effort to pass it, which is a bit strange."
However, Li Qing felt that the trial here seemed to be more appropriate if it was not a trial, but one specifically for killing people.
But just as Li Qing was thinking this, he felt something inexplicable coming from his surroundings, and then the scenery in front of him suddenly shattered like a mirror.
The black mirror shattered, revealing the world behind it, which was a school.
A school full of ancient style.
More than a dozen book desks are neatly arranged in the room. On each desk are books that exude the fragrance of ink. Students wearing scholar's robes sit in front of the desks.
An old but square-faced gentleman was sitting on the elm-wood platform, shaking his head as he lectured. When he read a sentence, the students below would all read in unison.
"Confucius said Cheng Ren, Mencius said Qi Yi..."
Li Qing found that he was one of these students, sitting in front of a desk with his books full of notes.
It was now a summer afternoon, and he felt a ray of hot sunshine shining on his face from the window. Some chaotic memories came to his mind.
"My name is Zheng Tiande, and I am the son of a farmer from Zhao State. My father worked hard and lived frugally, so he managed to support me in studying at Zhengyang Academy. Today is my thirty-ninth day of school."
Feeling these memories, Li Qing was suddenly stunned, "This is Zhengtiande's memory. Why does it appear in my mind?"
Looking at the various scenes in the school in front of him, Li Qing felt that he seemed to have entered a memory illusion, a memory illusion of Zhengtiande.
In this illusion, I became Zhengtiande.
But this illusion was too real. Through the wooden window, Li Qing could even see the butterflies flying in the woods outside the window, and smell the pollen falling from the flying butterflies.