It stands to reason that since a tall tower can be seen, it will not be too far, and you can always walk there for a few days.

But no matter how long Lin Yifan walked, the distance between him and that tower never seemed to change, as if he had reached the old age of the heavens and the earth, and it was impossible to get close to that tower.

It's a long road that makes people desperate.

But Lin Yifan still walked forward without sleep, this was his only goal.

Pain is ever-present – the weather in this wasteland is torturous, except for the never-ending wounds on the body. Every day here is a different season, and it only takes four days to complete a cycle of spring, summer, autumn and winter!

Summers are extremely hot, and the sun can literally scorch people.

In winter, it is frozen for thousands of miles, and the skin and flesh can be easily frozen.

The temperature is suitable in autumn, but the fallen leaves flying all over the sky will rotate and cut Lin Yifan's skin, adding countless wounds to him.

But what Lin Yifan is most afraid of is actually spring.

In the spring, a hundred flowers bloom, and every flower may attack him. And when the spring breeze blows, Lin Yifan will feel like he is soaking in warm water, every cell is so comfortable that he wants to moan, and the endless feeling of sleepiness hits wave after wave, and the back waves push the front waves.

At this time, he really wanted to lie down and rest, even if the monster was approaching, he didn't want to move.

He was so tired, so sleepy, he hadn't closed his eyes for a long time, and the spring breeze was so lazy and gentle, like a mother's embrace when he was a child.

Whenever this feeling came to his heart, Lin Yifan pinched himself fiercely, bit the tip of his tongue, and walked forward desperately.

Come to think of it, he never dared to really stop, because as soon as he stopped and closed his eyes, the monsters would immediately pounce and bite, and the flowers would fly over and burrow into his seven orifices, sucking his flesh and blood.

And Lin Yifan also has an intuition, this is like walking in the snow in winter, once you stop to sleep in the snow because you are sleepy and tired, you will never wake up again.

So every spring, Lin Yifan's mentality is very entangled, and his body tells himself every moment that it is time to stop and sleep, otherwise he will collapse, but his instinct urges him to keep moving forward, so he is particularly entangled and tired.

In addition, those monsters in front of him are getting stronger and stronger, and the damage they bring to him is also increasing, which makes the road more and more difficult to walk.

There were many times when Lin Yifan felt that he had been scalded, frozen, or bitten to death by monsters, but then he was miraculously resurrected, but he only had a lot of deep wounds on his body.

Fortunately, after a long period of torture, Lin Yifan's soul endurance has been tempered and sublimated, and he already has a certain immunity to this level of pain, and can even occasionally approach a state of numbness.

At the same time, after a long period of fighting with monsters, Lin Yifan's skills became more and more vigorous, killing and eating many monsters, which greatly improved his ability to withstand pain and cold and heat, and his body's recovery ability became stronger and stronger.

"How do you clear the level, how do you crack this illusion?"

Lin Yifan walked forward numbly, thinking in his head.

Under the long-term torture, his mind became more and more stagnant, and the idea of how to solve the illusion appeared less and less, and only occasionally flashed in his mind recently, as if his brain had become completely numb. Sometimes he forgets why he keeps moving forward, and he can't even remember who he is, just like a senile dementia.

He only vaguely remembered that he had to meet two extremely important people in his life and say something very important to them. But he was cut off from them by this vast wasteland, so he had to get out of this wasteland.

Forward, forward! Walking out of the wasteland and not falling down has become an obsession of Lin Yifan.

And the tall tower in front of him, although the distance has not changed for so long, Lin Yifan has always believed that it is the key to getting out of the wasteland.

After all, there is only one building in this wasteland. In addition to this goal, Lin Yifan couldn't find any other goal.

The most terrible thing about people is that there is no hope, no purpose.

When you don't have a goal, set a goal for yourself!

Even if it's a goal that can never be achieved, a false goal, it's better than having no goal at all, scurrying around like a fly without a head.

Under the domination of this obsession, Lin Yifan walked towards the tower that could never be walked away, walked non-stop, went through ups and downs, and walked through spring, summer, autumn and winter.

He talks to himself from time to time, otherwise he feels like he will lose his ability to speak, and ends up driven crazy by this loneliness.

In the boundless wasteland, Lin Yifan would hum songs, whistle, and talk to himself, looking like a madman.

He often muttered words of unknown meaning to cheer himself on. Sometimes he would unconsciously say something hidden deep in his subconscious, which instantly reminded him of the meaning of struggling to survive in this wasteland, so that his eyes lit up and his steps became firm again.

"Survive, even if it's like a dog!"

"As long as you live, there is hope and a turnaround!"

"Mom and Dad, don't cry, don't die, wait for me to come home!"

............

In the tower, the white-robed fat man and the black-robed thin man stood side by side, staring at Lin Yifan who was struggling to survive in the wasteland.

From this point of view, the tower and Lin Yifan seem to be close at hand, but there seems to be a strange time and space between the two, no matter how hard Lin Yifan tries, he can't get close to the tower, and he can't see the fat man.

"I didn't expect this kid to really persist for a hundred days and meet the standard of customs clearance. Yes, it seems that he has a glimmer of hope to pass through the Great Illusion Realm of the Eighteenth Layer of Hell, which is worth cultivating!" the white-robed fat man laughed and said, "Brother Ku, did you bring the Soul Heart Fruit?"

"It's an evil door! Obviously an ordinary earthling who doesn't even have a thought level, why can he hold on to it until now and haven't collapsed, or even lost, so that I lost two games in a row. The black-robed thin man frowned, and the expression on his face was so bitter that it was dripping. He smacked his lips painfully, and picked at it in his arms for a long time before taking out a small jade box.

The white-robed fat man took the jade box, opened it with his hand, and a rich smell of meat wafted out

After the fat man looked at it carefully, he quickly closed the jade box, nodded and said, "The grade of this soul heart fruit is okay, it is enough for you to have a pain in your flesh for half a year." Haha, do you dare to say that we earthlings can't do it in the future?"

"It's just an accident this time, you're in luck!" the black-robed thin man pouted and said disdainfully.

The white-robed fat man smiled, and with a flick of his long sleeves, a layer of fog seemed to be blown away in front of Lin Yifan, and he suddenly found that he was still staying on the soul refining road he had stepped on before, and he was still two meters away from the crooked neck tree on the side of the road.

It turned out that that long life was really like a dream of Nanke, a fantasy.

"You have passed the preliminary trial of the Soul Refining Road Small Fantasy Realm, and you will next be qualified to challenge the Eighteenth Layer Hell Great Illusion Realm. An indifferent voice suddenly came from behind him, Lin Yifan looked back, and sure enough, it was the white-robed fat man, but this time there was a black-robed thin man beside him.

"The Great Fantasy Realm is the legendary eighteenth layer of hell?" Lin Yifan was a little confused, and it took a while to react.

"That's right, the small illusion is only used to eliminate some people who have no possibility of passing the test of hell at all, the real test is the great illusion of transforming into the eighteenth layer of hell, where it is ten or a hundred times more difficult than what you have just experienced, and the time is extremely long, and it will break your soul at any time. It's too late for you to regret it now......" Before the fat man's words were finished, he saw Lin Yifan raise his feet and walk forward.

"What is there to regret? I don't have a choice. Lin Yifan suddenly smiled and strode forward.

It seems that it has become an instinct for him to move forward, and he will not rest until he dies.

"Hey, wait!" the white-robed fat man's tone was still indifferent, but a satisfied smile appeared on his face. His eyes flashed, and a silver light suddenly flew out and went straight into Lin Yifan's mind.

Lin Yifan's whole body was shocked, and as if he had been shocked, he immediately stood still in place.

The black-robed thin man glanced at the fat man with some surprise: "What did you do?"

"Nothing, just lent him an idea. The fat man said as he carefully observed Lin Yifan's reaction.

"You actually help him like this!, but you're the idea of the ground level, aren't you afraid to break through his soul sea?" The black-robed thin man shook his head and glared at the fat man.

"Naturally, I'm going to control the power. If he can't even bear the thought of me, he won't have to go to the next illusion, and it will be a dead end if he goes. The fat man touched his chin and said with a smile.

At this time, Lin Yifan's body suddenly trembled. After a while, he squatted on the ground with his head in his hands, and from time to time his mouth made the sound of gasping cold air, and the expression on his face was very painful.

The expression on the fat man's face was a little disappointed, and his brow furrowed.

Fortunately, after a while, the expression on Lin Yifan's face finally calmed down, and the originally scattered breathing became stable, and the smile on the fat man's face returned.