Chapter 457 Heart Refining Challenge - Difficulty of Heart (asking for monthly tickets)

Shuttled through the space channel, when the vision was clear again, Feng Qi found that he had arrived at the Blood Soul Clan's clan territory.

Looking ahead, there are countless suspended islands.

Each island is located at a different height, connected by black energy chains, surrounding a super-large suspended island in the center that is as majestic as a mountain, like stars surrounding the moon.

In the center of the island, a dark red flag erected high fluttered in the wind, as if a mysterious force was sucking his consciousness, as if to devour his soul.

Regarding this flag, the Lord of the Mist had explained it in the previous future dream.

He said that this flag is called the "Blood Soul Flag", a miraculous artifact, and also the treasure of the Blood Soul Clan.

All the lives killed by the Blood Soul Clan will have their souls detained in the Blood Soul Flag and become part of their power.

Today, 1,500 years later.

There was no telling how many souls were imprisoned in this Blood Soul Flag. Waving the flag could summon billions of evil spirits to help in the battle, which was much stronger than Jian Ji's million sword spirit formation.

This flag was also the strongest guarantee for the Blood Soul Clan to become one of the eight great royal families in the future world.

At this moment, under their feet was a platform formed by fragments of an island of about 10 square meters.

There were many such floating platforms nearby. Whenever a space vortex emerged, the floating platform would automatically sense and fly over to 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 a small island below the main island of the Blood Soul Clan.

During the flight, Feng Qi couldn't help but ask curiously:

"Xiao Wen, have you been here before?"

"I have been here, but I didn't go to the training platform. In addition to the training platform, the Blood Soul Clan has many other facilities open to the outside world, such as the trading market. Except for those nearby forces that are fighting with the Blood Soul Clan, foreign forces only need to provide resources to use the Blood Soul Clan's facilities. This is also an additional resource income channel for the Blood Soul Clan, which can bring considerable benefits to the Blood Soul Clan every year."

After flying for a long time, they came to a small island below the main island of the Blood Soul Clan and began to land.

At this time, a black shadow appeared from nowhere and blocked their way.

After a brief blur, Feng Qi saw the appearance of the blocker.

It has dark red eyes, a humanoid form, and is about 1.6 meters tall. It wears a thin black gauze shirt made of unknown material. A dark red flag pattern is branded on its right arm, and three dark red diagonal lines are tattooed on each cheek.

Its eyes were cold, and it said in a deep voice:

"What is your purpose here?"

In response to the question, the little guy stretched out his hand and pressed it on his forehead. He saw a stream of light being pulled out from his forehead, and finally turned into a golden crystal in the palm of the little guy's hand:

"Lend me the training platform."

The Blood Soul Clan member stretched out his hand to take the golden crystal handed over by the little guy, and after checking it with his consciousness, he said in a cold voice:

"There are not enough resources, only one person is allowed to enter."

The little guy was not surprised to hear this, 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 little guilty.

It can be seen that the little guy has limited resources, but with the little guy's strength, he could have made better progress.

Obviously, he gave as much resources as possible to the human race in the Dawn City.

While sighing in his heart, he still nodded and said:

"Okay."

At this time, the little guy stretched out his hand and patted him on the back. He only felt a group of cold breath invading his back, and then his vision blurred for a short time. When he cleared up again, he found that he had appeared in the training platform.

The platform is about the size of a football field and is covered by a nearly transparent substance.

At this time, dozens of figures on the platform are already undergoing the Heart Refining Challenge.

As he breathed, the mysterious substance flowed into his body, and Feng Qi suddenly felt dizzy and his vision began to blur.

Realizing that he was about to enter the Heart Refining Field, he immediately found a corner and sat cross-legged.

Soon his vision was spinning.

In an instant, countless colored threads appeared in front of his eyes, and then blurry statues appeared in his vision, and the heavy sense of historical vicissitudes came over him.

The mottled traces on the statues were filled with the breath of endless years.

There were a total of 18 statues, and each statue had a gem inlaid between its eyebrows.

The gems on the first two statues had dimmed, which was obviously related to his passing two Heart Refining Challenges.

The first two challenges were the Difficulty of Walking and the Difficulty of Immortality.

Among them, the Difficulty of Walking required him to walk 300,000 miles on foot without any special abilities, step on mountains and rivers, and measure the world.

The Difficulty of Immortality required him to experience death over and over again, and find a way to immortality in death.

Both challenges are a test of the soul.

Each one is not easy to complete, but every time he completes the challenge, his state of mind can be sublimated.

This is also the reason why the Heart Refining Challenge can curb negative emotions.

Although the Heart Refining Challenge cannot erase negative emotions, it is equivalent to expanding the pond that stores negative emotions, so that it 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 inlaid on the forehead of the statue flashed.

The statue waved and pointed at him, and the world in front of him was pierced by the finger and began to fall off like broken glass.

Before his consciousness fainted, he heard an old voice in his mind:

[Everything is suffering, only self-salvation, the third of the eighteen difficulties, the heart is difficult! ]

The old voice echoed in his mind, and the scene in front of him was completely shattered, and the darkness completely enveloped him.

Consciousness also fell into silence at this moment.

After an unknown period of time, the sound of impact on his head woke him up from his sleep.

Slowly raising his head, his vision became clear from blurry. He was shocked to find that he was sitting in a familiar classroom, and next to him was his former friend Mo Fei. He turned his head and looked out the window. The sun was shining.

Looking at the podium, Lao Wang was standing in the mottled light and shadow, looking at him angrily.

"Feng Qi, I asked you to stand up and answer the question!"

At this time, Feng Qi had lost his memory of the 18-difficulty challenge. The memory in his mind was still stuck in the constant crossing of timelines and the struggle to save the future.

Suddenly waking up, the efforts of multiple timelines seemed like a long dream.

The unremitting efforts in memory seemed like an imaginary scene that moved him.

"Feng Qi!"

Lao Wang roared again. Mo Fei, who was standing beside him, was so scared that his face turned pale. He kept winking at him and his hand was already pinching his thigh.

The pain in his leg 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 way, but the narrator still did not appear. If it were usual, the narrator would definitely 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.

Facing Lao Wang's concern, Feng Qi chose to perfunctorily deal with it. 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 the Internet information.

But the results he got made him feel unbelievable.

There was no information related to Wei Wei on the Internet, and there was no student Mu Qing in the Xingcheng Forum.

The facts were in front of him, but he still didn't believe that everything he had experienced was an illusion.

Wei Wei, Mu Qing, Lin Ran, Lu Yue, Mu Yu, Lao Mi, the little guy... They were all living beings 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 had experienced was real, Feng Qi asked Lao Wang for leave that afternoon and left Xingcheng No. 1 Middle School.

After leaving the school gate, he took a taxi and went straight to Xingcheng Academy.

The school gate looked familiar in his memory, which made Feng Qi more certain that everything he had 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 stopped by security personnel.

At this time, he thought of Bai Fusheng.

Faced with his request to find Bai Fusheng, the security personnel hesitated for a moment and helped contact Bai Fusheng.

During this period, the security personnel sent the information about him obtained after scanning to Bai Fusheng.

After the security personnel hung up the phone, he was released.

Entering Xingcheng Academy, the scenes along the way were exactly the same as in his memory, which further confirmed that the experiences of multiple timelines were not false.

Following the familiar route, he finally came to Bai Fusheng's office.

Knocking on the door, a hoarse and old voice sounded from inside:

"Come in."

Pushing open the door, he saw Bai Fusheng, with gray hair on his temples, sitting on the sofa sipping tea, looking at him at this time.

After looking at each other, Bai Fusheng smiled and nodded:

"Come and sit down."

Feng Qi was not modest, and immediately came to sit next to Bai Fusheng.

"Wang Jinsheng's student, right? What do you want to see me for?"

He did not answer this question, but asked solemnly: "

Master, do you know Mu Qing?" "

Who is Mu Qing? Is she a student of our Xingcheng Academy?"

Hearing this, Feng Qi was full of reluctance, so he asked again:

"Then do you know Lin Ran? The student of the Winter Academy who was recruited by the Hupo Research Institute in advance is said to be transferred to the Xingcheng Academy in the name of exchange in the near future."

"Recruited in advance by the Hupo Research Institute? Lin Ran? How come I have never heard of it."

Feng Qi saw doubt in Bai Fusheng's eyes, which was obviously not Bai Fusheng deliberately deceiving him.

Unwilling to give up, Feng Qi asked many people related to the Dawn Organization.

But Bai Fusheng's answer proved that the living life that appeared in his memory did not exist in this world at all.

When he said goodbye to Bai Fusheng and walked out of Xingcheng Academy, he was full of confusion.

In the end, he decided to go to the Scarlet Research Institute.

Perhaps Wei Wei was still there, but her information was completely confidential, so it could not be searched on the Internet.

When he took a taxi to the gate of the Scarlet Research Institute, there was no prompt sound for passing the authentication, only the sound of warning to leave came from the external broadcast.

But he did not choose to leave, but said to the screen:

"I want to see Wei Wei."

Faced with his request, the security personnel on the screen at the gate looked stunned, obviously 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 dark, but he did not return to the dormitory, but came to the rooftop of the teaching building.

Sitting on the chair placed there by Lao Wang, Feng Qi looked up at the starry sky, his heart full of doubts.

He was clearly experiencing the future line a second ago, and he saw the little guy who had extended the life of the human race for a thousand years.

But at this moment, everything was like a mirage.

He doubted and puzzled about his experience.

At this moment, Feng Qi thought of a passage that the narrator had said in his memory:

The narrator said that perhaps everything that the "Meng" had experienced was fake, but a dream in the classroom of a young man with a passionate heart and a dream of saving the world. Your struggle and persistence were just to move yourself in the dream. When you wake up from the dream, you are still in Lao Wang's class.

At this moment, the narrator's prediction came true.

Looking down to the side, there is a metal 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.

"Maybe the ability to travel through time is wrong. I traveled back to the starting point of everything. After falling asleep, everything will start again."

Without hesitation, Feng Qi reached out to open the box, took out a bottle of wine from it, and poured it into his mouth.

He was not good at drinking and soon felt dizzy.

When the bottle of wine fell to the ground, Feng Qi, with a flushed face, fell into a deep sleep. When

he woke up, it was already dawn.

There was no high-hanging blood moon and whistling wind in the dream, and there was no Xiao Can who was welcoming with a split. Facts proved that his guesses were all wrong.

Feng Qi's fist slowly clenched at this moment.

In the following days, he began to constantly search for the truth of his memory.

But whether it was on the Internet, the Tiger Soul Research Institute, or the Scarlet Research Institute, it was proved that what he had experienced was false and did not exist at all.

The only similarity was that the world was in crisis just as it was before he fell asleep.

The situation of mankind was precarious, and the pace of field expansion was accelerating.

If the information in the memory was true, he knew that without the help of his ability to travel through time, it would be impossible for mankind to turn defeat into victory and would eventually go to extinction.

But... now he was powerless to change all this.

The dream of saving mankind has not changed, but now he no longer has special abilities. Although he is a top student in Xingcheng No. 1 Middle School at this time, he is just an ordinary genius in the eyes of all mankind, and he is insignificant in history.

Half a month later, Feng Qi graduated.

This time he did not apply for the Galaxy Academy according to his original dream, but returned to the Xingcheng Academy as in his memory and entered the Gongfa class.

At this time, he did not give up looking for the truth.

But every time he looked for it, the result was disappointment.

As it turned out, there was no Lin Ran in this class, and there was no Senior Sister Mu Qing in the academy.

Every time I came to the school cafeteria, there were strange figures sitting in the north corner.

At this time, Feng Qi thought of the knowledge stored in his mind.

If this precious knowledge can be realized in reality, it proves that those experiences are not illusory, but he has returned to the starting point for some reason and lost the special ability to travel through time.

In the following days, Feng Qi regained his spirit and began to experiment continuously.

But the initial expectations were soon hit again and again by reality. Facts proved that the knowledge in his mind was false and could not be turned into reality in reality.

For example, the Tiger Fist, he almost vomited blood and died when practicing according to the way in his memory.

But Feng Qi did not give up and tried again and again.

Failure followed him like a shadow.

As he grew older, he graduated from the Star City Academy and joined the Tiger Soul Research Institute.

There is no Night Shadow Clan here, let alone lurking forces in other fields.

Even if he was unwilling in his heart, he still chose to gradually accept the truth.

Just treat the long years in his memory as 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 at the forefront of innovation in the study of martial arts, Feng Qi made new friends who, like himself, all had the dream of the rise of mankind.

During this period, he developed many martial arts and was injured many times for testing the effects of the martial arts.

The empty room was gradually filled with medals and honors.

At the age of 35, he was arranged by the Hupo Research Institute for a blind date. Even though he was not ready to accept love in his heart, the reason given by the Hupo senior management was to leave excellent genes for mankind.

So he went to this blind date exchange meeting in a daze and finally came back perfunctorily.

At the age of 38, he got married in a daze again.

The other half was also arranged by the Hupo Research Institute, a woman in the military.

Life began to become ordinary, but Feng Qi still couldn't forget that long memory, and always missed everything in his memory, even if it was just a dream.

Later, he had children.

Raising his children and shaping their three views has also become a part of his ordinary life.

Under his personal guidance, his children worked very hard and were always excellent during their growth. As he wished, they were admitted to Xingcheng Academy and achieved excellent results in the academy. Before graduation, they were recruited by Galaxy Research Institute and Hupo Research Institute in advance. A

happy life still did not fade his nostalgia for the memory deep in his mind.

When his children got married, he became a grandfather, and his temples were already gray.

Unable to continue to fight in the front line of scientific research, he was arranged to live in a nursing home in Xingcheng, and his busy children rarely visited him. He only occasionally saw his children's achievements through information and felt proud of it.

The years washed away his sharpness, but every time he fell asleep, he always thought of the long dream that was 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, and thought of the curse of "dying young" in his memory, and then shook his head and laughed while supporting his crutches.

Even that was fake.

His health 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 a plain growth.

He is like a screw in the growth of human civilization, contributing his life, and then being replaced when rusted, and the new generation will take over the research results and continue to move forward.

Years passed.

Gradually, his ears began to hear unclearly, and his eyes began to blur.

The only clear thing was the faint heartbeat and the hoarseness of his breathing.

In the last moments of his life, Feng Qi wore a hearing aid and listened to the frontline reports on the radio.

Looking back on his life, he has no regrets, but there are regrets that he can never forget.

The life monitoring instrument connected to his arm made a "beeping" sound, and he looked up to the window. The wind blew the branches swaying, 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.

He stood at the end of his life and felt that many figures in his memory appeared around him one after another.

Their voices rang in his ears.

"Little brother, wake up, why are you sleeping again? Do you still want to save the world? If not, let's split up."

"Brother Qi, I want to be a master of martial arts in the future. This is my latest research result. Come and help me take a look."

"Aqi, no matter what the future holds, we will continue to work together in the next timeline."

"Aqi, you promised to advance and retreat with my Misty Clan in the future, why are you falling 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 of his passionate youth.

It was just that this dream was so real.

He missed it for so many years and still couldn't forget it. He was upset.

Looking back at the black and white photo of his wife on the wall, tears gradually blurred his eyes.

"Old man, it's been so many years, it's time to let it go."

At this moment, he seemed to hear his dead wife sighing in his ear, and she kept persuading him as if she were still there.

His hand that was grasping forward finally slowly dropped at this moment, and the uneasy feeling in his heart finally turned into a long sigh.

At the end of his life, he chose to face the memories deep in his mind calmly.

His mentality changed at this moment, and the voice and illusory figure that he couldn't let go of disappeared.

At this time, only the "beeping" sound of the life detection instrument was repeated in his ears.

His breathing became weaker and weaker, but a smile appeared on Feng Qi's face.

He had never felt happy in his life, but this was the first time he really faced reality and let go of the memories that were hard to let go.

The uneasy feeling in his heart finally turned into facing it calmly.

He completed his self-salvation.

His breathing stopped at this moment, and the moment his heart stopped beating, the life detection instrument issued a long "beep~" sound...

...

Endless darkness surrounded Feng Qi, and he slowly opened his eyes at this time.

"Am I dead?" Facing the darkness, he murmured to himself.

[Yes, you hurry up and die. If it weren't for the purpose of letting your heart training challenge continue, I would have cursed at that time. I waited for me for 87 years. Do you know how hard I endured to curse you? But I am dying of suffocation. 】

Feng Qi: ...

Amid the narrator's angry rebuke, memories came flooding back.

He finally understood that he was experiencing a heart-refining challenge, and everything in the heart-refining illusion was false.

And in the last moments of his life, he overcame the challenge that was hard to let go of, and chose to let go of the obsession that was hard to let go of.

At this time, the picture in front of him changed.

The statues of the Eighteen Difficult Challenges appeared in front of him, and the gems on their foreheads flashed, illuminating this 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, and finally retracted into the palm of his right hand.

After the heart-refining challenge ended, his state of mind was improved again, suppressing the spread of negative emotions.

The tingling in his mind subsided, giving him a feeling of rebirth.

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Today's 6,200 words are finished, everyone go to bed early~