Another universe.

"Phantom! Breaking the Spell!"

A black bamboo forest in front of Wu Yang restored its hill shape.

"Wu Yang, your illusion has improved a bit. Lu Li walked from the other end of the hill and landed in front of Wu Yang, and said lightly.

"After all, illusion is not the right way, and we can only make a little contribution in battle, and we only need to master it a little. Wu Yang changed his previous hip-hop, looked at the thick white fog outside the sky, and calmly replied.

"By the way, Teacher Xu told me yesterday that the third class of the Yellow Level will go to the battlefield tomorrow. Wu Yang turned his head to look at Lu Li. His expression was a little solemn.

"Where?" asked Lu Li.

"We are the southernmost part of the Yanlang region, near the boundless sea of Chen. ”

"Between the Chen Kingdom and our Sun Kingdom, there is the Wu Kingdom, which is already attached to the Blue Yang Kingdom, how can we go?" Lu Li frowned.

"The secret teleportation array in the sect. The master of the door will personally open the Xuan Array and cast a spell to send us over. ”

"Door master?" Lu Li heard the word door master, his eyes narrowed, the scar on his face twitched slightly, and he fell into silence.

"Lu Li. Forget it, it's been so many years. Wu Yang's face was a little bitter, and he said softly.

"Have you forgotten your sister?" Lu Li looked directly into Wu Yang's eyes with some excitement, and clenched his fists.

"How could I forget. It's just ......" Wu Yang turned his head sideways, with a smile on his face, a bitter face. He suddenly tensed the muscles of his whole body, and relaxed. Repeat it a few times, then exhale heavily. Looking up at the thick white mist, I fell into the memory.

Four years ago.

The war ruined our home. I saw that my parents died, and their deaths were always in my mind, and I could never forget them. Red blood, tattered **.

is so vulnerable. Life is so impermanent.

When Lu Li and my sister and I came to Fang Ming Academy. A lot of people either slapped us or kicked us. We don't know why.

We decided to exercise our**. In order to be able to endure all the pain without tears.

"Son of a bitch!" I slapped him.

He slapped me.

"It doesn't hurt!"

I kicked him twice.

"It doesn't hurt!"

"Dirty pig!"

"Garbage!"

We started by slapping each other and then beating each other.

"Stand up!" I cried and pulled Lu Li up.

At first we would cry because it was so painful.

"Dirty pigs!"

"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt!"

It hurts, it hurts......

He pumped me, and I cried.

"It doesn't hurt! it doesn't hurt!"

We collapsed in pain on the fragrant meadow. In front of me is a lush plane tree. There is an old well next to it. The breeze rustled gently against the green leaves.

The breeze hit our faces, and we turned our heads sideways and smiled.

The happiest thing was when we fished in the stream in the bamboo forest at night. My sister always likes to sit by the stream and swing her feet happily. Because of her qualifications, my sister was not selected to study in the college, but was responsible for chopping wood and carrying water to cook in the miscellaneous department of Fangming College.

She is so small and weak, how can she stand it. At that time, Lu Li and I were also at the bottom of the junior class.

This month, our Xuan Qi cultivation has not improved in the slightest. But helping our sister carry water and chop wood is no longer too painful for us.

Lu Li said, I don't want to starve to death like my parents.

We decided to practice starvation, to starve more than anyone else.

We didn't eat for four days.

Five days.

Six days.

Seven days.

We try to minimize the need for the outside world, except for Xuanqi. We are crazy to absorb and refine the purity of Xuan Qi. Just to be able to protect her from being hurt again.

Recall the bloodshed of the war. Lu Li and I decided to practice brutality.

We don't like killing, but we have to get used to killing.

We started by killing insects, and then we started by killing fish. We grabbed them by the tail on the stone and slammed their heads. And then we also kill the animals that we don't have to kill. We caught a frog and nailed it to the door panel. Dissect its belly. We catch butterflies......

The owner of the door found us one day.

"I've seen you whip each other with rattans. Is that an exercise?"

"It's a training exercise. ”

He was stunned when he heard this, and asked me with a white brow, "For what?"

"To accustom us to pain. Lu Li narrowed his eyes and said lightly.

"You love pain. He thought he understood why we were doing this, and he made up his mind.

"It's not. We just want to conquer the pain. Cold and hunger. ”

"My parents also died in the war. If you don't look down on life and death, you won't be able to go far on the road of Xuanxiu. After speaking, the door master disappeared.

Later, my sister died.

Another universe.

"The Xuan Xiu Exercises? You say this is a true cultivation method?" asked Xiang Wanying. And she was caught up in the memories.

"Wan Ying, Wan Ying?" Deming called, but she was unmoved. He just stared blankly at the animal skin roll in front of him, like a doll.

Seeing that something was wrong with her, Deming walked over and gently patted her on the shoulder. She muttered to herself with a sluggish expression.

"Tall buildings fly in the sky, and I float in them. Big brother Deming turned into a zombie, and he kept chasing me. I wanted to escape, I didn't want to see her look like a zombie. ”

"But I couldn't escape, he kept chasing me. The monsters in the sky are chasing me. I thought so much so, I don't want to run anymore, I'm so tired, I want to stop and get some sleep, never wake up. ”

Wan Ying's consciousness.

The tall buildings of the earth are shrouded in a thick white fog. Wan Ying's young body shuttled quickly in it, as fast as a cheetah.

"Splitting the Wind!"

There are very few pops.

The dense fog seemed to have been cut by a knife, and it was forcibly divided into two halves, and Wan Ying's young figure grabbed a bloody beast that looked like a cunning rabbit from the separated dense fog.

......

Another universe.

A story is not an event.

I used to stand under a sunny sky, on a narrow concrete road, looking at the tiny sands on the ground.

I didn't know what they tasted like, and I licked it.

In today's world where there is no sun, people miss the light.

Once at a glance, everything was clearly visible, what a wide, bright world.

Under time.

People accustomed to electric light have gradually forgotten what the real light looks like.

I wasn't used to it yet, so I was alone laughing and crying.

I was used to loneliness and was obsessed with sadness.

Under time.

I've forgotten the tiny smell of fine sand.

I'm going to taste it, and I've forgotten it.

I've forgotten, I'm going to taste the sand that used to be.

What do I want to do alive? Read that story......

How could I have consciously looked at this here...... I?......

Consciousness, the quiet nothingness of non-existence.

I had a good failure yesterday.

Alive, conscious perception.

An ant that was once alive.

A companion in the dream. I have lost you forever. ‘

A lonely figure mutters to himself alone in the vast universe