"Would you rather live in this endless torment for the rest of your life, or would you rather die in the throes of that moment?"

Countless voices tempted Shi Jinlang, and he was almost shaken at that moment, because as soon as he let go of his hand, this pain would disappear, and he would be relieved forever.

Rather than suffering for a lifetime, it is better to suffer for a while, this is a question to send points, and fools know how to choose.

Is Shi Jinlang a fool? No, he's not, he's not a fool, but he's not willing to let go either, he'd rather live in pain like this for the rest of his life than let go and enjoy eternal happiness.

Because human beings have some pain that cannot be avoided, if a person does not even dare to face pain, then he cannot be called a person, but a walking corpse.

The difference between people and the walking dead may only be the soul, and with the soul you are a human being, a living person; Without a soul, you are a walking corpse, and even if you live, you will be dead long ago.

"There is a man who lives, and he is dead; Some people are dead, and he is still alive! ”

Shi Jinlang suddenly remembered a small poem he learned when he was in school, at that time, he didn't understand what the poem meant, but now he understands, whether to live or die, there is no difference in the body, there is only a difference in the soul.

"Get out—"

Shi Jinlang tightly grasped the cold blade, and the sharp blade pulled his blood out of his palm little by little, but Shi Jinlang didn't feel this pain, he used the best strength in his life to scream: "Get out of my head!" ”

"Boom—"

There was a sudden explosion of thunder in the sky, all the illusions disappeared in front of Shi Jinlang's eyes, the sea of purgatory fire was gone, the sound of ghosts crying wolves was gone, the sharp blade was gone, and the endless pain and torture were gone.

At the same time, Shi Jinlang couldn't feel the existence of his body again, he lowered his head again, and what he saw was nothingness.

"Boom—"

A flash of lightning swept through the sky, tearing through the night, leaving a moment of dazzling light.

Through this fleeting light, Shi Jinlang saw a sea, an endless, dark sea.

"Whoa-la-"

Shi Jinlang heard the sound of the sea surging in his ears, he couldn't feel the existence of his body, but he knew that he was rising and falling with the waves of the sea, like a rootless duckweed, drifting with the waves in the sea.

Shi Jinlang can't feel the coldness of the seawater, but he can feel the cold that freezes through the bone marrow, he is very cold, this cold does not come from the outside, but a kind of cold that emanates from the inside out, the cold Shi Jinlang nerves began to paralyze, and the cold Shi Jinlang was almost unable to resist.

The dark sky began to play frame by frame like the curtain of a movie, when Shi Jinlang was a baby, when Shi Jinlang was babbling, when Shi Jinlang went to school for the first time, when Shi Jinlang talked to a girl for the first time, when Shi Jinlang was bullied for the first time, when Jinlang was happy, when Jinlang cried-

These pictures are Shi Jinlang's past, and he clearly remembers every fragment.

Some people say that when a person dies, all the things he has experienced in this life will be replayed in his mind frame by frame like a movie screen.

"Am I dead?"

Shi Jinlang didn't know if he was dead or alive, but he did watch his short life in the past twenty years as a bystander.

Some people's lives are very ordinary, mediocre for ten years; Some people's lives are very lively, but unfortunately people come and go and end up lonely.

Maybe Shi Jinlang's life is between the two, his life before the crossing is unremarkable, he has been like a day for ten years, walking in the bottom of society in the panic of inferiority, wanting to move forward bravely but without strength, wanting to be willing to fall but not daring to be too thorough.

The life of the crossing began to become lively, Shi Jinlang saw another world, met all kinds of people, met a lot of friends, those who loved him and the people he loved made Shi Jinlang find the direction of his efforts, he wanted to live, live well, protect the people he loved and loved him, give them a safe harbor, and then let all those who looked down on him only look up to him.

Shi Jinlang did it, and those who had despised him were all trampled under his feet one by one, they respected Shi Jinlang like a god, and feared Shi Jinlang like a ghost. No matter what kind of person Shi Jinlang is in their eyes, but they are afraid of Shi Jinlang, this is a fact, for Shi Jinlang, this is enough.

But God made a joke with Shi Jinlang again, he is now the son of the Immortal Emperor, he has inherited the memory of the Immortal Emperor, and now he needs to avenge the Immortal Emperor.

Shi Jinlang knew that he didn't have such a strong strength, he was also afraid of death, he was worried that his hard-won happiness would disappear with this sudden hatred, although he swore a promise to the Moon Shadow Fairy, but to be honest, it was against his will.

Shi Jinlang doesn't want to accept this hatred, he doesn't want to carry this burden, he wants to live like the Yuehua Fairy wants him to live, a deserter, a coward, although he is a nest, but he is at least alive, at least he will not leave the people who love him and the people he loves, and those who love him and the people he loves will not cry because of his departure.

To live or to die, which was once Hamlet's question, now becomes the question of Shi Jinlang, to carry the burden of hatred on his shoulders like a warrior who fears death; Or like a timid coward, turning a blind eye to these hatreds, like an ostrich with his head buried in the sand, although he steals his life and deceives himself, but at least he lives happily.

"No, I can't die, I want to live, I want to live well, not only for myself, but also for them!"

Shi Jinlang roared, for the sake of these people he loved deeply, he had to live well.

"Woo-woo-woo-"

Just when Shi Jinlang was secretly speculating whether he was alive or dead, a woman's slight mournful singing voice suddenly sounded in his ears, and if he didn't listen carefully, Shi Jinlang thought it was the wind.

The voice was tactful and sad, very similar to the singing of the Kraken in a pirate movie, and this voice gave Shi Jinlang a sense of déjà vu, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it for a while.

Although it is an endless sea, it is as dark as ink, dead and silent, except for the thunder just now, Shi Jinlang can hardly hear any wind and waves.

"Who is it? Who's talking? ”

Shi Jinlang didn't know if he could make a sound, but he still shouted loudly.

"Woo-woo-woo-"

No one answered Shi Jinlang, the sad singing continued, maybe she didn't hear Shi Jinlang's voice, maybe she didn't want to answer when she heard it.

"The flowers on the other side bloom on the other side, and the flowers bloom and the leaves fall forever. There is no shore on the other side of the flowers, and the soul is still in the river. I don't know the smoke in the drunk, and the lights are vaguely cold in the dream. Flowers and leaves do not see each other for thousands of years, and the fate is born and danced. The flowers do not understand the words of the flowers, and the Buddha crosses my heart and sighs empty. ”

As this poem-like poem was read out in Shi Jinlang's ears, Shi Jinlang felt that his brain was roaring, and countless memory fragments exploded in his mind like a turbulent sea.

The voice continued, and countless visions poured out from the dark sky.

"You think you are the master of fate, but in fact you are just a plaything of fate!"

When this voice sounded, Shi Jinlang saw an ancient book spinning rapidly in the sky, thousands of blood lights bloomed from that ancient book, the sky was stained red with blood, and countless gold-clothed and gold-armored giants and countless eight-headed Yaqi Demon Snakes jumped out of the black holes one by one, chasing and killing defenseless humans.

The mountains and rivers collapsed, the heavens and the earth shattered, Shi Jinlang saw Ah Li lying in a pool of blood, and Daji baby lay on top of her, whimpering and muttering: "Ma Ma, Ah Li Ma Ma!" ”

"Boom—"

A bolt of lightning struck down in the sky, and a spear like a halberd shot down from the clouds, and the spear wrapped in blood nailed Ah Li and Daji's baby to the bluestone pavement.

These are the images that Shi Jinlang saw in the nightmare last time, and this time it was played again in front of his eyes, but this time it was not only the end of Ah Li and Daji's baby, but Shi Jinlang also saw the end of all the people he loved in the night sky.

Mao Mao hugged Sun Wukong, who had been dead for a long time, and let the golden armored giant behind him stab him in the backbone with a gun.

Not far away, the stove was imprisoned in a black iron cage, and it could not do anything about it as it watched the howling dog and the mother crocodile die in front of it.

As soon as the picture turned, eleven golden rays burst out of the sky, and the golden light connected into a huge ring, and a black hole in the abyss with no end in sight was torn out of the ring.

The black hole released endless suction, and the burning city of Chang'an fell devastatingly, and the Great Wall turned into powder in a shocking "boom" sound.

"Boom—"

In the end, there was an earth-shattering bang, and the entire King Continent dissipated without a trace.

The world turned into a dark bright red, and the King Continent, which had turned into dust, was stained with blood, and Shi Jinlang's eyes widened wider and wider, and finally he was buried in the bright red that was so thick that it could not be dispersed.

"N-don't-"

Shi Jinlang roared, he heard the sound of blood "gurgling" and flowing, he heard the sound of his soul tearing flesh and blood, and he felt anger, an anger strong enough to consume everything.

"Child, fear is not terrible, on the contrary, fear will make us stronger and stronger, you can only be invincible if you are afraid to the extreme! Look into your heart, accept it, feel it, merge it, make it a part of yourself, feel its call, listen to it, follow its commands, and let this power of fear burst out unbridled in your body! ”

"Ahh

When the waves roared up to the sky, the calm sea surface suddenly surged, and countless earth-shattering waves rose into the sky, like a deep-sea giant beast that broke through the sea, roaring vigorously at the dark night sky with teeth and claws.

The icy sea water began to glow with temperature, and Shi Jinlang began to sense the breath of the first trace of the Yuan Spirit, and then the Yuan Qi of the Silk Nana condensed sharply in Shi Jinlang's body like a hundred rivers entering the sea.

Strength, a powerful force that almost broke through Shi Jinlang's chest!

Fear, anger, and other emotions made Shi Jinlang want to devour this heaven and earth into his body almost at that moment.

"Child, fear is the closest shortcut to the soul power, and the more frightened and vulnerable you are, it is also the moment when you are closest to the soul power!"

"Believe in yourself, in this sky that belongs to you, and fly freely!"

On a golden sandy beach, Shi Jinlang lay quietly on the yellow sand, the breeze blew, and the fine sand touched his delicate face.

In the void, a woman dressed in white reached out and wanted to brush the sand off Shi Jinlang's face, but she tried many times, but she couldn't really touch Shi Jinlang's body.

This fairy in white is the Yuehua fairy in the consciousness space.

"Don't be stupid, you're just a touch of consciousness!" The fairy in white opened her mouth to speak, and her tone was that of the Moon Shadow Fairy.

"Moon Shadow, I think your training method for children is too cruel, we have been cultivating for two thousand years, and Master reluctantly agreed to let us accept the trial of the Soul Vortex, he is still only an eighteen-year-old child, it is too difficult for you to let him pass the trial of the Soul Vortex!" Fairy Yuehua said worriedly.

"Yuehua, you keep saying that I don't have a heart and don't understand love, maybe you're right. But that only means that before, from the first time I saw this child, I understood what it was like to be a mother's love! ”

The Moon Shadow Fairy smiled bitterly and said, "I ruthlessly let him accept the trial of the soul vortex, if he successfully passes the torture of the soul, successfully grasps the power of fear, and successfully learns to fly, then from now on, his cultivation speed is bound to be twice as effective with half the effort, and in time, he will also become the first person in the Three Realms who has never been seen before or since, and even surpasses his father, the Immortal Emperor!" ”

"Of course, if he doesn't succeed and his consciousness eventually disappears in the soul vortex, then we should be content as a mother, because he will become a vegetative person, and we won't have to worry about his safety anymore!"

"Do you think he'll succeed?" Fairy Yuehua asked.

"Do you want him to succeed?" The Moon Shadow Fairy asked rhetorically.

"I don't want to!" Fairy Yuehua pondered for a moment, shook her head and said, "What about you?" ”

"I want him to succeed!" The Moon Shadow Fairy's face was cold, her eyes were firm, and she said without thinking.

。。。。。。

"Hum—"

"Come back, come back quickly!"

In a daze, Shi Jinlang heard the roar of Zhihai and heard the urgent and anxious call of the Immortal Emperor.

"Whoa-la-"

Shi Jinlang opened his eyes suddenly, and the illusions around him retreated in all directions like flowing water.

"Poof—"

Shi Jinlang knelt on one knee, cold sweat soaking his whole body.

"What happened?"

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