Chapter 152: The Last Three Levels
The seventh level is to make people enter the twilight of their lives, their bodies age, and experience the feeling of dying.
Gray hair, wrinkled face, three steps to catch a breath. Luo Yao was very dissatisfied with his new setting.
I thought that at this age, the game would soon be over and I would move on to the next level. But I didn't expect that this body was quite tough, and with such a state, it lasted for eight years.
Eight years later, Luo Yao and the meteoric spirit who came out a year earlier entered the next level together.
The eighth level, similar to the previous level, is also to experience the seven sufferings of mortals. This time, it is the pain of illness to be experienced.
Since coming in, Luo Yao and the Fallen Spirit have suffered from all kinds of strange diseases. But no matter how big or small it is, it always lasts 10 days to recover, and then it is another disease. In the last few years, it simply became an uncured disease, and another illness recurred, and various complications were superimposed.
After eleven years of illness, they finally left.
After the two came out, they followed the white gravel path to the next level.
But as he walked, he slowly lost consciousness......
When he woke up again, a clear sound of running water faintly penetrated Luo Yao's ears.
When she opened her eyes, there was no sign of the Fallen Spirit.
When I looked up, I was shrouded in fog all around, and I couldn't see the surrounding scene clearly. There was no sound but the sound of water, and the breath of life could not be felt. The world is monotonous, as if she is the only one.
Luo Yao knew in his heart.
This should be the ninth level known as "Between the Voids".
She'd heard the Falling Spirit mention it before. This "void gap" does not belong to purgatory. In the earliest days, it was the domain of the divine realm.
This land was originally an isolated suspended island. Because it has been suspended above the ninety-nine heavens since its early formation, it has been admired by the ancient gods, so the gods call it "Sky City".
According to Protoss lore, Sky City is surrounded by swamps and mist, and can only be reached by starships. The island is guarded by ancient gods, and without time and time, nothing will grow old.
Why Sky City was moved to purgatory has been an unsolved mystery. Regarding this matter, there is only a blank in the annals of the Protoss, I don't know if it has been erased, or for some reason it has not been recorded in the history books.
Whatever the reason, this magical land is now owned by Purgatory, and has been renamed the Void. In fact, if you think about it carefully, this name is more appropriate.
Before coming in, the Fallen Spirit told her about the strategy of clearing the level.
To put it simply, it's two words: peace of mind.
Although he couldn't see it, Luo Yao could also feel the white and pure breath in this vast world. If she guessed correctly, this place was formed by the spiritual power of the ancestors of the ancient gods and demons. From the seven strongest and purest spiritual powers, it has been forged into a holy city that surpasses the nine heavens.
To get out of here, you have to merge with this place first. Only when things and self are united can we integrate, and then it is possible to open the door here.
At the beginning, Luo Yao didn't take this test to heart.
She has always boasted of being open-minded and possessing the power of the moon god, in keeping with the aura of this place. This level is not difficult for her.
I thought that after staying here for a month and adjusting my breath, I should be able to get out.
It's a pity that people are not as good as heaven.
The day after she arrived, she saw a man through the Mirror of Nothingness.
Having been here for too long, Luo Yao already has a vague sense of the outside world. But as soon as the figure of that man fell into her eyes, all the memories of him immediately came to her mind, and her heart rippled again.
Luo Yao quietly looked at the tall and handsome figure, watching his every move.
The man walked like the wind, fluttering chic, Zhilan Yushu, just like the first time I saw it.
I thought this was another illusion, but looking at it, Luo Yao suddenly felt that something was wrong.
The man outside the mirror is too real.
Luo Yao gradually frowned, many thoughts turned in his heart, and finally decided to stand still and wait and see.
Besides, the person outside the mirror is none other than Hanchen, who is like a fake.
It is said that Hanchen chased Luo Yao into purgatory back then. Luo Yao stayed in purgatory for a hundred years, and Hanchen also looked for her in it for a hundred years.
He didn't know much about Purgatory, and he didn't expect Luo Yao to go to the cultivation pool, so he just looked for her in the Great Illusion Realm of Purgatory.
Purgatory is boundless, and he has been looking for her for nearly a hundred years, but he still hasn't found any trace of her.
Although the Great Illusion Realm is not as dangerous as the cultivation pool, it also has many illusion traps. But after all, Hanchen is a person who has experienced strong winds and waves, and this little illusion is naturally not taken into his eyes. So during this time in purgatory, he did not encounter any difficulties or dangers.
On this day, he came to a new area and was about to use his spiritual power to search for Luo Yao, when suddenly, a colorful light appeared in front of him.
He knew that this must be another illusion trap, and he was about to ignore it, but the moment he turned around, he heard a familiar and unfamiliar call.
"Hanchen." An elegant and pleasant female voice came into his ears.
Hanchen shook slightly and stopped.
He was silent for a moment, and when he turned around, he saw that familiar figure appeared in the colorful light.
Through the mirror of nothingness, Luo Yao also saw the woman, first stunned, and then saw the face that had a nine-point resemblance to himself, and suddenly came to his senses. She lunged at it, but couldn't get to the man because of the mirror in front of her.
Through the mirror, she traced the silhouette of the man with her fingers. The tears in his eyes turned and turned, and he opened his mouth several times, but he couldn't shout out the "queen mother".
I didn't expect to see her again in this way.
Over there, Hanchen's mood was also a little complicated.
He looked at the woman in front of him. Although he knew that it was just a phantom created by illusion, he still couldn't ignore her and turned around and left.
She is his savior, and she has the grace to raise and teach him.
He had regarded her as the Lord, and he had indescribable thoughts about her. He went against the sky for her, but in the end he was injured by her and fell into the devil's way.
Thousands of years have passed, and when we meet again, those once deep love-hate entanglements seem to be far away. Those memories that I once thought would never be forgotten have also dissipated in the vast world like wind and sand with the passage of time.
Yihou looked at Hanchen, the emotions in his eyes flowed, and finally smiled and asked, "How are you doing after so many years?" ”
Hanchen's heart gradually calmed down, and when he looked up at her face, he suddenly remembered another person.
The little girl he had been looking for for a hundred years, I don't know where she is now.
Seeing that he was a little distracted, he raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked again.
Hanchen retracted his thoughts and replied lightly, "It's okay, thank you for your concern." ”
Seeing him like this, he couldn't help but show a wry smile and asked him, "Are you still blaming me?" Blame me for shooting you with my own hands, blame me for secretly making a sun-shooting bow behind your back, blame me for watching you being imprisoned in a prison and not intercede for you? ”
Hanchen looked at her for a while, his thin lips raised slightly, and said, "I don't blame you." ”
After Yihou looked up at him, her eyebrows raised, as if she didn't believe it, "You really don't blame me?" ”
"Not to blame." Han Chen said calmly, "If it weren't for your actions back then, maybe I would still be just a little Star Monarch in the God Realm now. There will be no way to become the Lord of the Demon Realm like now.
Actually, to be honest, I've always disliked the Divine Realm, but because of you, I told myself to adapt to everything there. Compared to the God Realm, the Demon Realm and the Death Realm are more suitable for me.
So, I should thank you. ”
After being silent, he smiled slightly and said, "It's good that you can think so." Over the years, I've felt guilty about you. Now that I know you're doing well, I'm relieved. ”
Hanchen smiled slightly and did not answer.
Time is the medicine.
Back then, he was trapped in a prison, desperate for everything, and inexplicably resentful of her. I can't wait to destroy the heavens and the earth, and let everything in the Five Realms be buried for her and him.
But he didn't expect that thousands of years later, one day, he would be able to sit opposite her so calmly and talk calmly about the old days.
At that moment, Hanchen listened to his calm voice and was relieved to find that he had really let go.