{I'm too sleepy, I can't write anymore, this one is two thousand words.} }

"Clear. The crowd replied in unison.

"Alright, get ready to enter. As he spoke, Li Guodong flicked his sleeves, and suddenly a huge stone door appeared in front of everyone, and two huge door panels in the middle of the stone door sealed the stone door, and two hideous faces were painted on it, with angry eyes and lifelike, as if they would jump down from the door at any time.

"You only have one chance, and if you can't grasp it, you can only blame yourself for not having this opportunity. After Li Guodong finished speaking, a handprint was struck, and suddenly two doors opened, and Li Guodong said: "Now start the timer." ”

As he spoke, he took out a thumb-thick, nearly half-meter-long timer yellow incense, and with a slight shake of the incense, it burned, and then he threw it away, just on the door frame.

"Rush. I don't know who shouted this, and then the crowd poured into the stone gate, and Ling Feng was also brought in by the crowd.

But as soon as he entered the stone gate, he found that the crowd had disappeared, and he was the only one left.

And in front of him is a straight passage, with no end in sight.

He looked back, only to see that the entrance was also gone, but he could feel a faint fluctuation of energy within the passage, sweeping over his body from time to time.

"Anyway, let's see what the trial path of the Heavenly Sect is like. Ling Feng said secretly in his heart, and then took a step.

But after a step, he noticed that the light in front of him was dim, and then it was bright, and he suddenly raised his head and looked around, and what caught his eyes was an extremely familiar scene.

Ling Feng remembered that this place was the Scripture Pavilion in Heavenly Wind City more than a hundred years ago, and the placement of those books, as well as the meager aura around him, made him sure of this.

When he saw the book in front of him that was soaked with his own saliva, he was a little confused for a while, he couldn't tell which was reality and which was dream.

Then, he put down the cheats in his hand and walked out of the scripture building, looking at the familiar scenes, he became more and more confused.

"Could this be reality?" Ling Feng really couldn't judge, he patted his face, it hurt, obviously it wasn't a dream now.

But life more than a hundred years later is so real that it makes it hard for him to believe that it was just a dream.

Now he is really conflicted, and the two memories are constantly entangled and fighting in his brain, like two shrews scolding the street, which gives him a headache.

Finally, he sat directly on the ground and tried to calm himself down as much as he could.

It took a long time for his mood to calm down, and then he thought of a solution, which was to let himself make an assumption first, assuming that his memory of more than a hundred years later was just a dream of his own, and now he just woke up from a dream.

So, he continued to live according to the trajectory of his previous life.

After that, he returned to the Scripture Pavilion and found some books he had read before, and when he opened them, he found that the contents of the books he had bought were exactly the same as those he remembered.

"No, you have to find someone who has seen it in your dream but has not seen it at this time in reality. Ling Feng thought about it and immediately found a few books that he had read in his dreams, but in reality he had not read at this time.

If the two are different, it means that it is really a dream, and if it is the same, it means that it is an illusion now, after all, the illusion only projects what you know.

But when he opened it, he found that the content of the book was not at all the same as what he had seen in his dream.

"That is to say, it was really a dream?" Ling Feng completely believed it, "But why is it a dream, compared to this, I would prefer it to be a dream now." ”

Because there are people and things he cares about in the dream, and at the same time, there is a rich aura that he has always expected, but the dream is a dream after all, and now that he has woken up, everything has come to naught, and he will never come back.

Shaking his head, he didn't think about it anymore, but left the scripture building and went out of the city to start hunting tree pigs and preparing food for himself.

However, what happened next made him completely depressed, and it is said that the Sage decided to cancel the idea of opening a time tunnel because they felt that it was an impossible thing to do.

This made him believe that it was just a dream.

With the passage of time, Ling Feng had already married and had children during this period, and he had even given up his desire to return to Earth, because in such a period, he simply did not have the ability to go back.

However, recently, for some reason, he suddenly felt that something was missing from this world, and it was not very different from what he remembered.

Because he found that he had a very vague impression of the people in this world, even his wife, he didn't know much about it, and sometimes he couldn't even remember her appearance.

It's like a dream, and some inconsequential people are ignored, so when you wake up, you don't remember those things.

However, he remembered everything very clearly about the events in the dream, and even after more than fifty years, he had not forgotten the slightest.

This made him feel that something was wrong.

"Could it be that the current world is not the real reality?" For the first time in the past fifty years, Ling Feng began to doubt the authenticity of this world, but once this thought appeared, he could no longer suppress it.

And what puzzled him the most was how he could return to reality if this was really an illusion.

Ling Feng was puzzled, and then began to observe the world from the perspective of a bystander, but as he changed, he found that the world had also changed.

For a moment, it was as if he had been abandoned by everyone.

His so-called wife passed by him without even looking at him, and his children didn't seem to see him, as if he didn't exist.

But the more this happened, the more sure he was that this was not reality, but an illusion.

Suddenly, the view changed before him, and he found himself back in the hallway.

"What a powerful illusion!" Ling Feng sighed sincerely, he had been trapped inside for more than fifty years, if he hadn't finally discovered something wrong, I am afraid he would have been trapped inside forever until he died of old age.

And if he dies in the illusion, then he can't live in reality.

Thinking of this, his heart was afraid for a while.

However, in the past 50 years, he has experienced a lot of things that he has not experienced before, and he has seen too many things that he has not seen before, which has made him grow a lot.

In fact, Ling Feng thought too much, this trial path would not cost people's lives, even if you really sank into the illusion, it would not lead to death, otherwise, a group of people would die in every trial, and who would dare to come in the future.