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Yellow sand everywhere

The sun shines down from the lower mountains and shines on half of the canyon overhanging walls, illuminating the red rocks on the canyon overhanging walls.

And this is the light source from heaven.

The canyons that are too close together block each other, preventing the sun from reaching the bottom of the valley, but allowing the sun's heat to pass on. The valley floor shrouded in shadow was barren.

There were countless footsteps in this seemingly endless line of sky.

Although the footsteps were slight and more like friction.

Look carefully.

It was one skeleton after another.

From the different physiques of these skeletons, it can be distinguished that they seem to be the bones of different people.

There are men and women.

They all do the same thing, which is to move forward aimlessly.

Among them, there is Zhuangcai.

Zhuang Cai is the only living person among them, but his movements are exactly the same as those in these holes. The only difference may be that his pace is larger and faster.

Other than that, he behaves no differently than these skeletons.

If you don't look at his appearance, it seems that he is also one of these skeletons.

The further Zhuang Cai advanced, the more skeletons he saw around him.

Another gust of wind and sand blew by.

Zhuang Cai stood there as his numb mind seemed to have recovered a little.

The gray eyes regained a trace of clarity.

He looked at his clothes and arms.

I don't know when the ancient robe he put on became a little torn.

There are torn holes everywhere, like rocks blown by wind and sand, scratched over the years.

And it seemed like he had just discovered it.

He looked at the skin of his arm under the hole.

Various cracks, or wounds, have appeared on it.

The scars overlap, old and new.

Some seemed to have turned into old scars.

Thinking of this, Zhuang Cai couldn't help but look down at his feet.

The ancient cloth shoes he was wearing had been worn out by him at some point.

Only a circle of rags on the shoes was left, still sticking to the insteps, and the soles of the feet had already stepped on the gravel.

You can imagine the consequences of stepping barefoot on a desert filled with gravel.

The soles of the feet were also covered with wounds caused by the wind and sand.

Zhuang Cai looked at it and couldn't help but frown.

Another gust of wind and sand blew in front of me.

He couldn't help but put his hand in front of him. The wind and sand blew the skeletons, but they didn't make them fall. They didn't even move, just the small stones blown by the wind and sand hit the bones.

There was a banging, banging, banging sound.

"Hiss~"

Suddenly, Zhuang Cai let out a cry of pain and couldn't help but inhale.

The sudden pain made Zhuang Cai, who had somehow regained some clarity, become even more clear-eyed.

He saw that the hand he was holding in front of him was scratched by a flying stone, and blood was flowing out slightly.

It was such a small scratch on the skin, but it was extremely painful.

"Why does it hurt so much?"

Zhuang Cai looked at the painful wound, as if his palm had been cut in half.

I couldn't help but the hand holding my own trembled slightly, it hurt too much.

The pain stimulated his spirit.

I don’t know when I remembered it.

I had discovered such an accident before when dripping onto the wound while walking forward.

These wounds hurt so much.

But gradually I became a little numb again, because the wounds seemed to be too many, and I kept moving forward, and I became in a trance.

He looked at the small wounds all over his body, as well as various scars that had healed or were in the process of healing.

He reached out and touched it.

"Hiss~"

It still hurts.

what happened? Why did I only react now to such a painful wound?

He couldn't help but turn his head and look around.

Only then did he realize that the skeletons around him seemed a little different.

Some of the skeletons seemed to have humanoid features.

But there are all kinds of exposed muscles on their bodies, and even muscles that have been reduced.

Some flesh and blood fascia and various human remnants hung on their bodies.

The strands of meat hanging from the bones seemed to have not been completely cut off.

The moment he saw this scene, a chill went straight to his brain.

The layer of confusion that had been covering his brain was swept away in an instant, and his energy burst out, making him feel refreshed.

"Breathe, breathe."

Take a deep, heavy breath.

He seemed to understand.

If he continues to advance like this, these skeletons will be his fate. Under the blowing of countless winds and sands, his flesh and blood will be reduced bit by bit like the flesh and blood on these skeletons.

No, these gimmicks are not real flesh and blood.

This place is not really reality.

This seems to be some kind of spirit, and the flesh and blood represents one's own spirit.

The wind and sand also wear away one's own spirit.

As I got used to the sharp pain, I even became more dazed and numb.

He even forgot about his own flesh and blood.

If we don't make some changes, these skeletons will be their own fate.

So what is he going to do?

He recalled the trial in his mind, but it didn't say what it was going to do.

What they say is that it will be considered a success when they get out.

But he no longer knew how long he had been walking. This illusory trial space made his spirit abandon the perception of time. This road has no end.

Only these skeletons for company

They seemed like their future selves.

Obviously this test is no longer the so-called will to move forward or other tests, but some kind of more abstract and spiritual test.

Zhuang Cai, who had completely come back to his senses, took a deep breath, and the energy in his body was completely converted into gas and began to flow slowly.

As the gas circulated, his numb mind began to recover, and his essence, energy, and spirit began to solidify.

The spirit begins to spread.

Adjust the degree of your own spiritual emanation, adjust your own energy and spirit, and keep them in balance.

Run forever, so that their consumption is proportional to their recovery.

After adjustment.

Make sure you don't have problems like this again.

Although he still doesn't have much confidence, after all, this ghost place is a bit too outrageous.

Zhuang Cai stepped forward again.

"it hurts."

He cried out in pain again, just the pain of stepping on the sand with his bare feet made him feel heart-wrenching pain.

The surrounding environment must have intensified this pain, making it very obvious to him.

These pains stung his spirit.

He had no choice but to continue gritting his teeth and moving forward.

As he moved forward, he seemed to be able to tolerate the pain better than he thought, and he even seemed to have gotten used to it.

During his numbness.

As his energy and energy solidified and his spirit spread, he noticed more and more different situations in this trial.

First of all, did he think it was too painful?

As my mind regained its clarity, the pain became more obvious and unbearable.

As a result, Zhuang Cai couldn't help but slow down and start moving.

Inexplicably, they look more like those skeletons.

Shifting and breathing, he began to stride forward again, not because he was more able to endure the pain.

But unknowingly, he seemed to have learned something. He used his spiritual emanation and energy to create some small skill that could shield himself from pain.

I slightly adjusted my pain, and the abnormal pain was blocked.

The pain began to return to normal, and Zhuang Cai nodded with satisfaction, basically certain that the pain was some kind of mental amplification.

Even the numbness I felt from walking all the time came from this.

The combination of spiritual emanation and vitality allowed him to examine himself more microscopically and carefully.

Even though he kept moving forward now, that numbness did not come back again.

He inexplicably learned to cover his spiritual body with a layer of protection, because what he now calls flesh and blood is his spirit.

It's very abstract, but it can be understood abstractly.

Eliminate all kinds of unconscious mental changes coming from this ghost place.

Does he think he should soon find a way out?

Zhuang Cai temporarily felt that this might be what this trial wanted to express, right?

As can be seen from the first trial before, these trials seem to be different in difficulty for each person.

Although he didn't know how long he had been in this so-called spiritual world, he at least gave himself a better understanding and mastery of Qi and spiritual dispersion.

I had already shielded myself from this very obvious mental influence, and I should have been able to detect it a long time ago.

While he was thinking wildly and moving on, his spiritual emanation seemed to notice more.

Hallucinations began.

The surrounding environment seemed to have not changed, but some kind of whispering sound sounded in the ears.

The voice is familiar.

Yes, it was his own voice.

I'm on the phone.

As he answered the call, he seemed to see the picture in his eyes, as if he was immersed in the scene.

he.

Back to the past, back to the past.

The caller displayed on the phone is "Mom".

My younger self, "I," answered the phone.

"Hey, Mom, what's wrong?"

"Hello, do you know the owner of this phone?"

"Who are you? Why are you holding my mother's cell phone?"

I subconsciously thought, maybe my mom dropped her phone?

"We are here at the People's Hospital of Ancheng City. There was a car accident here. The owner of the mobile phone and the people in the car have been taken to the People's Hospital by first aid.

If you are a family member of the aircraft owner, please come over quickly. "

"What? What happened to my mother?"

There was a moment of panic.

As time flows slowly, what he has experienced once again emerges, and Zhuang Cai begins to experience it again.

After panicking, I came to the hospital.

After arriving at the hospital, he was informed that he had died.

Despair and pain came again.

The overly immersive hallucination made Zhuang Cai seem to have returned to that time period again.

The kind of heart-wrenching suffocating pain that makes people don't know how to breathe.

The various memories in my mind began to turn over and over, just like a book that was constantly being picked up and slid.

The records are all kinds of sad, painful and sad memories that I have experienced.

Each one is so immersive.

Just like that, before he knew it, Zhuang Cai was no longer around, and the skeleton was with him.

I don't know when the sun in the sky has set. The valley seems to have fallen into darkness, and the surroundings are dark and damp.

In the desolate valley, there was no wind and sand, but the biting cold wind came.

Zhuang Cai didn't feel any of this. He just closed his eyes and continued to move forward.

And the front seems to have reached the end, it is a deep darkness.

The memories in Zhuang Cai's mind were still turning over.

The painful experience was still imprinted in his body and mind.

"Is it painful?"

A murmuring sound sounded, but it was not any sound.

"Pain is the source of everything in this world, savor the pain and integrate into the pain,"

The murmuring voice penetrated deep into the soul.

"What the hell? What nonsense are you talking about?"

Zhuang Cai suddenly opened his eyes. Only then did he realize that he had walked into a completely deep darkness without knowing when.

"Um?"

The murmuring voice was a little confused.

Zhuang Cai, who had already opened his eyes, frowned.

Then this is also part of the trial.

"Don't you want to change the pain you had in the past?"

The murmuring voice sounded again.

"I don't want to." Zhuang Cai said directly.

"Hmm, huh?"

The murmuring voice became even more confused.

This is wrong.

But Zhuang Cai frowned, thinking about the current situation. Does this murmuring voice seem like some kind of inner demon?

The main reason is that the expressions along the way are indeed a bit too similar.

First, he kept walking, and some kind of external influence interfered with his spirit and made him numb. Even the heart-wrenching pain was endured in numbness.

In the midst of the pain, I suddenly became clear for a moment, seized the opportunity, and came to my senses completely.

And relying on the energy and spiritual emanation to maintain the purity of his spirit.

Then there are all kinds of painful memories.

Although it is indeed very painful, but those are old memories, too many years have passed.

Time can wash away all pain, although even those painful memories just now feel like being there in person, just like before.

If I never wake up and remain in that painful and numb state, I may really be stuck in it.

But Zhuang Cai, who had already pulled out his spirit, had already taken some protective measures for his spirit.

Let’s just leave the painful memories as they are, because we already have a line of defense in our hearts.

It would be better to say that experiencing the pain of immersion only makes the memory more profound and allows me to recall the past.

The more profound memories still cannot be broken, and the defenses that were already in the beginning of summer are still unbreakable.

And this murmuring voice and this strange speaking technique are too straightforward, right?

Will it be a lie?

Who would believe such a thing in such a horrible environment and such a horrible place?

It seemed that he finally noticed something was wrong with Zhuang Cai, and the murmuring voice no longer appeared.

Instead, attack with something stranger, something heavier and more abstract, something you don’t understand.

A momentary mental shock hit Zhuang Cai in the darkness, causing him to immediately frown and fall to the ground in pain, holding his head.

“Feel the pain, accept the pain, be the pain.”

The voice was no longer a scream, but a violent roar. It was like sharp thorns drilling into his ears, pricking his head.

In pain, Zhuang Cai curled up his body.

"Sneak attacks are really unreasonable." He said through gritted teeth. The stinging feeling made him unable to even think or react.

He could only tremble, reach out and take out a charm from his waist.

He put the only talisman he had obtained in the previous copy on his head.

As the talisman burned, a refreshing feeling was implanted in the brain, as if cool ice water was washing his head.

With the washing, the sting and the whisper were washed away in an instant and disappeared.

Zhuang Cai stood up immediately after regaining his energy.

He rubbed his head.

He could feel that the malicious thing seemed to be still surrounding him, and seemed to be still piercing his head.

But it seems that he can no longer feel the pain in his head.

In a daze, Zhuang Cai felt like the world was spinning in the darkness, and he appeared outside.

Look around.

He came out.

In other words, the trial has been completed?

So this trial is something spiritual?

He wasn't the only one around.

Many people had already come out before him, standing around talking with smiles on their faces.

Zhuang Cai looked at these people and did not see Nansu and Bei. They were all people from this copy.

They looked at Zhuang Cai who appeared beside them, and smiled and bowed their hands to him.

"Congratulations, brother."

In a daze, Zhuang Cai just smiled, and then cupped his hands as if he didn't want to communicate with them.

These people just smiled and didn't show their warm faces to their cold butts.

The enthusiasm for clearing the customs made them feel very good now.

Seeing that these people didn't pay attention to him, Zhuang Cai frowned.

No, not quite right.

He touched his bag, and there was indeed one missing charm in it, which meant that the experience just now did not occur in the spiritual world.

He did use the items obtained in the previous trial.

Are the items from the previous trial used in this trial?

This should be normal.

But Zhuang Cai just felt something wasn't right.

Doesn't he think that the intrusive and numbing change in his mind just now is a good thing?

Especially until the last scene, Zhuang Cai had determined that this was completely beyond the standards of the so-called trial.

That ghost obviously wanted to put something into his head.

While he was thinking, more people came out one after another. Zhuang Cai saw that almost all of them had passed the level.

There were only a few people who didn't seem to come out.

There are also the remaining three people from southern Jiangsu and northern Jiangsu.

Almost all of these people have passed the level?

After passing the customs, they were full of energy and had smiles on their faces.

But now, Zhuang Cai still had that faint pain in his mind.

His face was also a little pale and he was still recovering.

Are the copies different?

Is it more difficult to target them?

But the second trial is aimed at the mental state, which is different from the first trial.

Just as he was thinking, three people from the south, the north and the south appeared behind him.

The three people who appeared fell directly to the ground, holding their heads.

Then he stood up shakily.

Judging from his complexion, he was in sharp contrast to the people around him.

Several people looked at each other.

They all saw different emotions in their eyes.