Chapter 17: Lonely Hell
The years are like water, flowing day by day.
The painful days of hell are so long that they are endless, like the boundless darkness that makes people despair.
In this endless darkness, only the ascension of telekinesis is the inextinguishable candlelight in life, which can give people hope and motivation.
And since this is an illusion, this feeling of pain is mainly applied to the soul. If you want to alleviate suffering, you must cultivate the art of telekinesis to improve the quality and endurance of your thoughts.
Therefore, in the uninterrupted suffering and suffering, Lin Yifan's willpower was like a steel knife on the iron chopping board, being beaten more and more solidly, and the negative emotions such as weakness and hesitation that were common on the earth before seemed to have been burned by this hell fire.
And in such a tenacious cultivation day and night, Lin Yifan's mentality has become more and more calm, combined with Le Zhenren's cultivation perception, he truly understands some of the essence of the introductory classics of telekinesis.
The essence of the Soul Heart Fruit, which had not been absorbed before, was originally hidden deep in the depths of the Soul Sea, and now it was gradually excavated by him.
With the combination of the three, Lin Yifan's telekinetic cultivation began to advance by leaps and bounds.
I don't know how many years have passed, Lin Yifan suddenly entered a strange space, here, when he passed through a first-line sky canyon, two volcanic boulders suddenly moved and closed together, squeezing him in it and unable to move.
The volcanic boulder squeezed tighter and tighter, almost squeezing Lin Yifan into a piece of meatloaf. The temperature from the stone made Lin Yifan feel like he had been thrown into boiling water, and every cell in his body was moaning.
Lin Yifan was not panicked or desperate, he knew that all this would pass soon, as short as a few hours or as long as a few days.
It's been like this before, nature's traps don't last long, it's just a grind.
Lin Yifan cultivated on his own, and sometimes this kind of pain might stimulate his cultivation speed.
But this time it seems to be a little different.
After Lin Yifan cultivated for a few hours, he suddenly found an abnormal phenomenon - there was no one around, no ghosts, no beasts, no wind, no rain, no sound, nothing!
Even the sound of the flow of magma near the volcano, the smell of sulfur, is not there.
It seems like a dead volcano, but where does the hot temperature come from on top of the volcanic boulders?
After a long time, there was no sound around, and the word silence made Lin Yifan feel so terrifying for the first time.
One day, two days, ten days...... Time and space are frozen and frozen in amber,
"Lonely hell!"
Lin Yifan finally understood where he had come.
The Hell of Solitude is a small, completely enclosed space, completely cut off from the outside world, and no other creature will ever enter unless this space is opened.
One year, two years, three years......
Three years have passed in a flash, Lin Yifan is so lonely that he is about to go crazy, and at this moment he actually misses those hateful Rakshasas and Yakshas.
Whatever it is, as long as it appears in front of you, as long as it is a living thing.
Ten years, twenty years, thirty years......
Lin Yifan could only grit his teeth and continue to cultivate, blatantly ignoring this loneliness, and even more ignoring the pain everywhere on his body.
However, at this time, he had already reached a bottleneck in his cultivation, and it was no longer meaningful to continue cultivating.
Since there is no physical body in the underworld, the standards set on the "Netherworld Alchemy" are mainly applicable to the dungeon spirits, which are different from the common standards in the world, and they must be re-cultivated after reincarnation to further lay a solid foundation. After all, there is no physical spirit, and from the beginning of the out-of-body realm, the realm is a little unreal.
Despite this, the ascension of the realm is still crucial, and this is almost the only motivation for Lin Yifan to survive in the long years of hell.
The first realm of a soul cultivator is the out-of-body realm, and after the thought grows out, it is out of the body, that is, out of the body, but at this time, the mind can only move near the physical body, and cannot travel far. It is necessary to cultivate to the realm of divine travel, so that the mind can wander away from the physical body at night. After that, the mind must be exposed to the sunlight before it can be considered to enter the sunlight realm.
Lin Yifan has cultivated from the initial out-of-body realm to the current iQue realm, and has passed the early, middle, and late stages of the stage, and has now cultivated to the peak stage of the iQue realm. After that, if you want to go further and cultivate to the Rizhao realm, you must go to a place where there is sunlight, and this is what is most lacking in the underworld.
If the sun really shines in the dungeon, most of the geists will scream and disappear, let alone in the hellish illusion.
Therefore, the Rizhao Realm in the underworld is the most difficult to break through, before Le Zhenren had been stuck at this stage for more than 200 years, and most of the money he worked in the underworld every year was used in exchange for a large sunshine crystal, which contained a trace of sunlight essence, although it was far worse than the real sunshine, but through a long period of accumulation, it finally allowed Le Zhenren to break through the Rizhao Realm.
But Lin Yifan can't go out at all now, and he can't change to the Great Sun Crystal, so he is stuck in this cultivation bottleneck, and no matter how he cultivates, he is standing still.
What he lacks is a large sun crystal, which has nothing to do with understanding and hard work, and this feeling is really terrible.
When people have nothing to do, they are very lonely and unbearable, and this cultivation bottleneck also makes Lin Yifan lonely to the point of going crazy. He kept talking to himself and himself, but hearing his own voice echoing in the empty valley made him feel even more lonely and empty.
Fortunately, there are still those thoughts......
In addition to absorbing cultivation experience and broadening his horizons, Lin Yifan frantically collected thoughts for another reason - to relieve loneliness.
When you have nothing to do, it is actually a very interesting thing to read the life memories in your mind, just like experiencing the reincarnation of a hundred lifetimes, and you can also relieve loneliness.
It used to be just a pastime, but now in the hell of solitude, these thoughts are a lifesaver. Without these thoughts, Lin Yifan really didn't know how long he could last under extreme boredom.
Lin Yifan turns out those thoughts nourished in the sea of souls every day, and experiences their lives carefully, which can not only broaden his horizons, but also pass the time.
As time passed, Lin Yifan began to focus on the reading of his thoughts, just like an old gentleman who was a scholar, in the vast library.
This kind of highly dangerous and inconceivable thing for other cultivators has become simpler and safer and more interesting for Lin Yifan.
Letting other people's thoughts enter one's soul sea is at risk of being taken away and occupied by others. But in the hellish illusion, the soul to which these thoughts belong has already reached the point of exhaustion, and when the soul collapses, the consciousness will dissipate synchronously, and naturally it can no longer be blamed.
Fragments of memory are engraved on the mind, depending on their importance, the nick is deep or shallow, and it takes a little time for the memory to dissipate.
Lin Yifan just hit this time difference, and grabbed a lot of thoughts in the long years that his consciousness had just dissipated but the traces of memory remained. These thoughts, some people, some demons and monsters, and even beasts, poultry and all kinds of plants, can be described as strange.
Sometimes Lin Yifan will look through the memories of some animals and plants, and see humans through the novel vision of a dog, a chicken, and a flower, which is particularly interesting.
There are also some cultivators who have awakened the memories of their previous lives, and among these memories of their previous lives, there are also some previous lives that have been reincarnated into animals and plants, and they have become human again in this life, and these memories are also extremely interesting.
Sometimes when he examined the library of thoughts hidden under the sea of souls, he seemed to see the figures of thousands of troops, and as if he had seen his own reincarnation experience for thousands of lifetimes.
After all, these reincarnation experiences are actually similar in nature.
He didn't think the hobby of collecting ideas was very good before, but now that he has been in a lonely hell for decades, these thoughts are especially precious. He couldn't help but be glad that he had this unique hobby.
Despite being isolated from the world, these thoughts are like a huge library with endless stories and endless wonders.
Through these thoughts, Lin Yifan also knew that the outside world was really big, it could be said that there was a sky outside the sky, there were people outside the people, and there were planes outside the plane.
At the same time, the wonderful lives of these different cultivators also made Lin Yifan yearn for it, the kind of life of a strong man who controls his fate and dominates the situation is no longer a virtual imagination in the novel, but appears vividly in his memory, which makes him feel excited.
Lin Yifan believes that as long as he is given a chance, he can also dominate the situation like those strong people.
Now, he hibernated quietly like a spring worm, waiting for the moment when the spring thunder sounded.
In the end, Lin Yifan spent decades reading all the thousands of ideas in his collection.