"Tongue-pulling hell?"

Lu Changqing looked at the mural in front of him, frowned slightly and said to himself.

This image is very similar to the legendary Eighteen Hells, the first layer of the Tongue Pulling Hell.

It's just that I don't know what this tower has to do with the eighteenth layer of hell?

I can't figure it out left and right, so I just don't bother anymore.

Anyway, after going in, there will naturally be an answer.

Thinking of this, Lu Changqing did not hesitate to put his hand on the mural.

At this moment, the eighteen murals began to rotate clockwise, and his hand was pushed out by a mysterious force.

The frescoes turned faster and faster until all eighteen of them were blurred.

Immediately after, a magical scene appeared.

Suddenly, a complete dynamic picture emerges clearly from the rotating mural.

I saw that the evil ghost in the mural was pulling the man's tongue out little by little with iron tongs.

As the tongue was stretched longer and longer, the man's expression became more and more hideous.

And when the man could not help but wail, the demon would mercilessly whip him with the whip in his hand.

The man who had been whipped was naturally in even more pain.

And the more painful it is, the more violent the wailing.

And the more fierce the wailing, the more lashes will be received.

Almost every whip took away a piece of flesh from the man's body, revealing the white bones inside the flesh.

As the number of whips on the man's body increased, the man soon became a white bone with only a head.

Immediately after, the man disappeared along with the tongue that had been stretched to nearly a meter long.

Reappeared intact on the binding table...

What made Lu Changqing feel the most creepy was that judging from the expression on the man's face, it was obvious that he still remembered the experience just now.

In other words, as long as the man can't persevere, he will continue to experience this pain of tongue pulling.

Endless.

This is the end of the picture, and a pitch-black door appears on top of the mural.

At this moment, Lu Changqing hesitated.

Could it be that this level is tongue pulling?

What the hell is this...

It's an exercise for the tongue???

As if seeing Lu Changqing's hesitation, Ye Shanhe behind him gently patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile

"Come on inside, the trials inside are not what they are in the mural. ”

"If this is the case, our Ye family would have died a long time ago..."

With Ye Shanhe's explanation, Lu Changqing breathed a sigh of relief, nodded firmly, and resolutely stepped into the dark door.

With Lu Changqing entering, the pitch-black gate disappeared in an instant.

The swirling mural slowly returned to calm, as if there had never been a single change.

"Lu boy, Lao Tzu didn't lie to you, it's really not that scary inside, it's just a little disgusting..."

I don't know how Lu Changqing would feel if he heard this.

•••

After entering the dark gate, Lu Changqing was already unconscious.

In other words, the hands and feet are simply immobile.

However, this feeling only lasted for a few seconds.

When Lu Changqing regained control of his body, he had already appeared next to an empty lake.

What is the singing of birds and flowers?

What is Yerba Grass?

What does it mean to be relaxed?

Here it is!

The scene in front of him simply stunned Lu Changqing.

This seems to be too exaggerated!

Outside the door is the hell of tongue pulling, inside the door is the singing of birds and flowers?

Is this here for a vacation or to hone in?

Just as Lu Changqing was secretly sighing, a voice full of death came into his ears.

"Do trialists need to choose a trial end time? ”

Huh, that's where the choice is!

Lu Changqing smiled slightly and silently calculated.

There are 17 days left until the Martial Arts Exchange Conference.

After deducting one day of auction, one day of JH City First People's Hospital sat for consultation.

Then deduct the time that may be needed to deal with the two mutants who attacked North China Mountain in Yanjing.

In the end, Lu Changqing chose 10 days!

In fact, according to normal logic, Huabei Mountain should be very safe now.

Because Lu Changqing had already said at the press conference that it was he who saved He Jingyi in JH City.

Steve Daniel, no matter how stupid he is, should know he killed the wrong person.

However, Lu Changqing's character is like this, he doesn't want any changes to happen.

Of course, all this is within the scope of my own consideration, and I don't want any changes to happen!

"I choose 10 days!"

As Lu Changqing's words ended.

What birds and flowers are around, green grass is green...

All gone.

What reappeared was a scorched land, and there was still a strong earthy smell faintly.

And above the land, even the air is distorted, which shows the high temperature of the soil.

Just when Lu Changqing was dumbfounded, the voice full of death sounded in his ears again.

"The first level of trial, the prison of the five senses. ”

"In the first level, you will be exposed to the brightest sunlight, and if you close your eyes, you will fail the trial. ”

"Losers can't set foot here again for half a year. ”

Prison of the Five Senses?

Lu Changqing was a little interested.

It's just that if you close your eyes, it's a failure...

It's a little too much, isn't it?

However, now is clearly not the time to think about such a thing.

As the sound faded, a red sun slowly rose over the horizon.

The speed at which the sun rises is no different from that of the Earth.

The only difference is...

This sun Nima is too close!!

From Lu Changqing's angle, he could even clearly see the honeycomb-like gullies on the surface of the sun.

When half of the sun was out of the horizon, Lu Changqing was stunned.

It's not that it's hot, it's not hot at all!

As the sun gradually rises, the temperature does not increase in the slightest, but the light becomes brighter and brighter.

However, this brightness is obviously within the range that Lu Changqing can bear, and it is not too uncomfortable.

However, as the sun gradually rose, the brightness of the surroundings became higher and higher, until the sun rose to 10 o'clock, and the whole scorched black land had turned red.

Lu Changqing's eyes were also full of tears, and his eyeballs were slowly covered with countless bloodshots.

I felt it silently, and continued at this brightness, for another half an hour at most, and I would definitely blink.

It's not that the eyelids can't be controlled, but the human eyeballs are controlled by the optic nerve.

If the subjective and persistent instructions are given contrary to the optic nerve when the brightness of the eyeball reaches its limit, then the nerve collapse is not far off.

It's right to test your perseverance, but you can't go crazy!

This is also the fundamental reason why there have been Ye family disciples who have gone completely crazy in the trial space for hundreds of years.

Perseverance is important, but the problem is that you can't grasp your limits after fighting against your autonomic reflex nerve for a long time.

What awaits you is nothing more than a complete collapse of the nervous system, turning into either a madman or an idiot.

However, Lu Changqing laughed.

Because, perseverance is such a thing, he does not lack.

He doesn't lack such a thing as a nerve limit!

If someone saw Lu Changqing's appearance at this time, they would definitely laugh out loud.

You can imagine a person crying with red eyes, and then standing there and giggling...

That picture is so beautiful...

However, Lu Changqing wasn't really smirking.

Instead, he seems to have found a way to hone his resilience more effectively.

I saw a cloud of green wood elements slowly emerging from his body.

Immediately after that, a cloud of azure water elemental reappeared.

The two elements went all the way up, slowly seeping into his brain.

Lu Changqing's idea is actually very simple.

Others may have to give up and leave when they reach the limit of their nerve reflexes.

However, he can use it when the nerve reflex is on the verge of collapse, and use the Wood Spirit Bead to manipulate the wood element to accurately find all the reflex nerves, so as to repair them.

Then protect the whole brain with water and nourish the whole brain.

Speaking of which, this inspiration came from why Jingyi killed the 72-hour ghost virus at that time.

When the sun rose to 10.25 a.m., Lu Changqing's optic nerve finally gave a signal that it was on the verge of collapse.

At this time, a small cloud of green elements instantly enveloped the nerves that were about to collapse and began to repair them.

And in the process, the height of the sun is also getting higher and higher.

By 11:30 a.m., the repair speed had reached a balance with the crash speed.

Again, the optic nerve is at its most perfect.

Including neurotoughness has also been greatly improved.

When the sun rose to 11.58 minutes, the optic nerve, which had been repaired countless times, once again signaled that it was about to collapse.

At this time, Lu Changqing's line of sight was already white.

That's the ultimate white!

At 11.59 minutes, the tears in the corners of Lu Changqing's eyes were already flowing, and the optic nerve had already sent out signals of collapse many times.

The green tendons on the forehead are about to burst out of the skin layer!

The teeth are even more gurgling!

The water elemental and the wood elemental did not stop for a moment.

Lu Changqing is betting that he will end up brightening when the sun rises to 12 o'clock!

In the same way, he is also betting that there is only one minute left and that his optic nerve will not collapse!

It is important to know that the optic nerve, as a reflex nerve, is common to all reflex nerves.

If the optic nerve collapses, then in an instant, all the reflex nerves will collapse in their entirety.

He himself will turn out to be an idiot!

Of course, the wood element repairs the nerves.

But how does an idiot manipulate the wood element to repair nerves?

Therefore, for Lu Changqing, this time is no less than a big gamble!

And, the gambling of the [...]

It's a bit big!

He didn't believe that he couldn't even pass the first level of the first layer.

At the same time, some doubts began to appear in his heart.

How has the Ye family broken through these hundreds of years?