Chapter 480 Inheritance - Control of Negative Emotions?

Facing the upward steps, Feng Qi walked up step by step.

The pressure from the top of the pyramid building increased.

Fortunately, after years of experience, he had already honed a very strong physique.

The gradually increasing pressure only made him feel that his movements slowed down, like walking in water, full of resistance, but it did not cause him any substantial damage.

This weight was not even as much as the pressure of the second level of the magic knife.

But starting from the 88th step, the pressure on the steps above increased significantly, and Feng Qi's pace of climbing up also slowed down.

At this time, he felt like he was carrying a mountain on his back.

Every step became a difficult move under heavy pressure.

When he stepped onto the 100th step, the pressure increased dramatically, and his waist was bent by the invisible force.

Facing the pressure, Feng Qi's ferocity was aroused.

At this time, as long as he activated the Blood God, he would be able to easily pass the pressure challenge, but he did not do so.

When he first chose to take the magic knife line, he decided not to use his innate abilities during his practice.

This is his practice challenge and his promise to the magic knife.

If you activate the Blood God when you are in a desperate situation, then the challenge and training will become meaningless.

The Blood God's talents and other abilities will also squeeze his life potential and greatly shorten his life span.

This is the reason why he has never used his talents in all these years of training.

In the words of the Demon Knife, if you choose to use your talents when you encounter difficulties, then the training will not have any effect, because you know you still have a way out.

The meaning of the challenge of ascending to the gods is to challenge the impossible and sharpen your own edge.

This mentality requires the determination to give up everything. The ending is either the knife is broken, or the enemy becomes the grindstone for your growth.

There are only these two possibilities.

The trump card of the talent ability is like a demon in his heart for him during the training.

Once he accepts the mentality that he has a way out, he can't sharpen his unstoppable and unstoppable edge.

This is also one of the reasons why he did not choose to use the "Blood God" even if he encountered a strong enemy during his training and growth.

At the same time, this is also the reason why the Demon Knife never helped him.

In the process of sharpening yourself, only you are the protagonist.

Under the heavy pressure, Feng Qi's anger was aroused, sweat flowed, he raised his right leg tremblingly, and then stepped hard on the 101st step.

Boom!

His body suddenly bent.

But his eyes were full of fighting spirit.

His body "crackled" at this time, and the sound of bones interlacing rang out one after another.

He straightened his body and stepped out with his left foot on the 102nd step.

"Boss!"

Xiao You, who was observing Feng Qi's situation below, exclaimed and was about to rush up to help.

But before she could fly up the stairs, she was pulled down by Po Jia:

"Don't disturb the boss, he is challenging himself."

"But the boss looks painful." Xiao You said with a worried expression.

"Don't worry, he won't die. If he really can't climb up, he won't let himself die on it. His fighting style is brutal and domineering, but he is not stupid."

After listening to Po Jia's persuasion, Xiao You nodded ignorantly.

Turning her head and looking at Feng Qi's trembling body on the steps again, she still couldn't hide her worry.

At this time, only Lei Ting had a calm expression. He stood naked in front of Xiao You and Po Jia, looked at Feng Qi and said with contempt:

"I think this guy's experience is just asking for trouble. But the black knife in his hand is a bit interesting. I can't even see through its material. Although it is far from the level of miracle, it is definitely a divine weapon."

At this point, Lei Ting's eyes showed greed:

"If the brat unfortunately dies on it, I will inherit this magic knife. Then I will be your new boss."

Hearing this, Xiao You and Po Jia were obviously used to it and didn't even bother to pay attention to Lei Ting.

The cruel words Lei Ting said over the years can be made into a book as thick as a brick.

At this time, Pojia stretched out his hand and flicked Lei Ting's head, making a crisp sound, and said coldly:

"Shut up."

Lei Ting stumbled forward several steps, and then turned around angrily:

"Pojia brat, you are so strict. If it was five years ago, I would have imprisoned you and made you live a life worse than death!"

"Oh, what a pity."

Pojia's expression was indifferent, and he looked up at Feng Qi who was still climbing hard, unwilling to pay attention to Lei Ting.

"The boss said that your current state is like an emperor who has fallen from wealth and become a commoner. He can only find a sense of existence by making harsh words, so he often acts in a state of exasperation to cover up his inner sadness and dissatisfaction."

Xiao You also whispered at this time.

This heart-piercing remark made Lei Ting's angry expression freeze instantly.

At this time, Feng Qi had reached the 103rd step.

The pressure had reached the limit of his body's endurance. He clenched his teeth and blood flowed from his lips.

Under high pressure, changes were happening in his body.

His body regarded the pressure as a whetstone. Feng Qi started the God-ascending Challenge that he had never started before.

Under the absolute high pressure, his physical fitness began to improve steadily.

The first change started from the bones. His bone density began to change, and then the organs in his body.

Under the extreme pressure, a layer of black mist appeared on the surface of the organs. The organs changed under the nourishment of the black mist, and their strength continued to increase.

At this time, Feng Qi was completely testing the edge of death.

The pressure could burst his body at any time, but he did not choose to retreat.

It was not easy to start the God-ascending Challenge training. How could he give up the precious opportunity to become stronger.

Using all his strength, he roared and stepped forward with his right leg.

His body suddenly sank.

Barely holding up the pressure, he trembled and slowly straightened his upper body.

Black mist leaked out of his body and lingered around him.

Extreme growth under extreme pressure, this is the essence of the challenge of becoming a god, sharpening one's edge at the limit and the edge of death.

This is also the reason why the successive wielders of the magic knife continue to challenge the strong.

The focus is not on the strong, but on the extreme pressure. The

sound of bones rubbing against each other sounded, and under the pressure, the blood in his body was like the sea surface in a storm, raising huge waves and speeding up the flow in his body.

At this time, the body seemed to be undergoing a reshaping.

A mysterious power sprouted under the extreme pressure, slowly wandering through his meridians and organs, nourishing his body.

The magic knife suspended at the bottom also trembled at this time.

Feng Qi's body merged with the magic knife. The magic knife was part of his body, and his body was also part of the magic knife.

Under the mutual influence, the power of the magic knife was also slowly rising in the sharpening.

After a few minutes of breathing, Feng Qi could clearly feel that his physical fitness had been tempered under pressure, and the pressure from the top of the pyramid was no longer unbearable.

This had nothing to do with the reduction of pressure, but rather that his physical fitness had withstood the pressure in the process of tempering, his physical strength had increased, and he gradually adapted to the pressure.

The speed of the improvement in strength surprised Feng Qi.

It was no wonder that the successive wielders of the Demonic Knife would inevitably take the challenge of ascending to the Gods to practice.

After each challenge, the improvement in strength obtained was incomparable to the degree of ordinary cultivation growth.

At this time, he took a new step upward and came to the 105th step.

As the pressure surged, the gradually thinning black mist around him also surged.

The body under extreme pressure seemed to have activated its potential, and the mysterious power continued to emerge to offset the pressure while strengthening his physical fitness.

After a few more minutes of persistence, Feng Qi could clearly feel that the pressure began to decrease.

In contrast, the black mist around him also became thinner.

Under the challenge of ascending to the Gods, he needed to be in an extreme pressure environment at all times. When the pressure decreased, the state of potential stimulation would also weaken.

So Feng Qi stepped onto the 106th step.

When he stood on the 106th step, Feng Qi suddenly smiled.

There were still two steps to go up, but he had already seen his victory. He felt that he had passed this challenge.

With the belief that he would win, he took another step up.

As his body suddenly sank, he opened his mouth and coughed out a pool of blood.

As his body trembled violently, the black mist lingering outside his body surged. His body was like being calcined in a high-temperature furnace, and his muscles were tense to the extreme.

Feng Qi's sight was already wrapped in black mist, and he smelled the breath of death.

But he had long gotten rid of the fear of death.

Countless restarts, every time he sacrificed himself, he would experience death.

From the initial fear of death, to now he has long been exempted from the suffocation brought by death, so he tightened all his muscles, gritted his teeth and trembled as he raised his legs, deciding to take advantage of the victory and take the last step to maximize the effect of the challenge of ascending to the gods.

But as soon as his right leg was raised, it fell again under pressure.

Failure did not make Feng Qi give up, he tried again under pressure.

The black mist lingering around his body vaguely showed blood color, which was the color of Feng Qi's blood seeping out of his pores under pressure.

Death was approaching, and Feng Qi's body also entered the final decisive battle stage of this challenge.

With a roar of gritted teeth, he suddenly raised his right leg and took the last step, climbing the last step.

The imagined surge of pressure did not come, and he found that the pressure on his body suddenly disappeared at this time.

Plop!

Under inertia, Feng Qi staggered and fell.

The black mist lingering around his body also dissipated at this time.

Just as he wanted to stand up, he suddenly found that his body had changed.

The heavy and powerful thumping sound of his heart beat rang in his ears.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The heart beat faster, and Feng Qi found that his body seemed to be undergoing nirvana.

During this period, his body was like a lit firecracker, crackling.

He closed his eyes at this time and began to feel the transformation of his body.

This process lasted for half an hour. When he opened his eyes, he found that his vision had become exceptionally clear, and his hearing had also improved significantly. The chatter of Xiaoyou and others under the pyramid was clear to his ears.

While clenching his fists, he felt a ball of pitch-black flames burning violently in his body.

This was his first time to challenge the God-ascending Challenge, and he was very surprised by the significant improvement it brought.

After his physical fitness was greatly improved, he now had full confidence to challenge the third level of the magic knife.

But before that, he had one more thing to do.

Turning his sight to the front, the spire that was originally shrouded in a hazy halo came into contact with his sight, and then spread to both sides like mist, revealing a white skeleton sitting cross-legged.

Under the corrosion of time, the clothes on the skeleton had rotted. A gust of wind blew, and the clothes without a barrier dissipated with the wind.

What caught Fengqi's attention was that above the head of the white skeleton, there was a palm-sized black cube suspended.

Curious about what inheritance the deceased had left behind, he immediately stepped forward and reached out to grab the black cube.

When his right hand touched the black cube, it melted quickly, and the black liquid spread to both sides like a scroll.

Distorted words appeared on the scroll one after another.

But even Feng Qi, who had studied domain studies, could not decipher these words.

At this moment, the magic knife suspended under the building suddenly flew to his side.

Compared to how hard he had struggled to get here, the magic knife could easily pass through the pressure barrier.

"Brother Dao, can you understand the words above?"

"Yes."

"What does it say?"

In response to his question, the magic knife immediately began to translate the text on the scroll.

According to the magic knife's description, the text on it is the autobiography of the inheritor.

The inheritor is called "Zai Lin". His race was once the dominant force in the eighth-level small world of Yanyu, but the glory of the race did not last long. It encountered a powerful external enemy in a war of external expansion.

In the end, the invasion war was turned into a counter-invasion war. The race that Zai Lin belonged to was defeated, most of the tribesmen died, and a small number of tribesmen fled and wandered.

Zai Lin was also a member of the fleeing wandering tribe.

The escape journey was very unfortunate. They encountered many lootings on the way, and the tribesmen suffered heavy casualties.

When they fled to a relatively safe area, almost all the migrating tribesmen died, and only he and his two younger brothers survived.

Zai Lin's tragic experience did not end.

In the following years, he and his two younger brothers set off again for food, and his two younger brothers died one after another during the period.

In order to survive, Zai Lin endured many hardships.

He was once captured by a race to serve as an experimental subject for drug testing. During that time, his skin was ulcerated on a large area. If he had not escaped by chance, he would have died.

Later, he was tortured by a madman who was also an exile during his wandering, but he was lucky enough to survive.

There are many other tragic experiences.

Zai Lin, who survived many disasters, was full of pain at that time. During that period, he was entangled in negative emotions, and his emotions were on the verge of collapse all day long. He wanted to end his life many times.

In the pain and repeated torture, Zai Lin finally did not choose to give up.

In order to solve the spiritual problems, he had a deeper understanding of negative emotions through 300 years of exploration and understanding, and developed a special method for this purpose.

Zai Lin named this method "Fu Lin".

At the bottom of the scroll is the method of mastering Fu Lin.

The first line is:

Tribute to those who do not abandon in despair.

The second line is:

The demon suppressed deep in your heart can also be your most powerful weapon.

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Seeing this, Feng Qi's heart was pounding.

He struggled to find the method to master negative emotions in many timelines, but he still had no clue.

But he didn't expect that there would be a method to control negative emotions in front of him now.

He instantly felt tears welling up in his eyes.

He had a clear understanding of how bad his luck was. Compared with the luck of the Lord of the Mist, he felt like a passerby in a novel, who had never had good luck.

Now, he finally got the opportunity he wanted.

According to the description on the scroll, this method not only allows him to control negative emotions, but also allows him to turn negative emotions into weapons. This

method is a perfect match for him.

With anticipation, he said excitedly:

"Brother Dao, please continue to translate the following content."

Thinking that his negative emotional problem will soon be solved, Feng Qi felt that this training journey was worth it.

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