Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Illusory Path
Jiang Hao looked up at the slender sling. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
He was in a mess at the moment, his clothes were not covered, his exposed skin was scorched black piece by piece, and even exuded a smell of barbecue, the shoes on the soles of his feet had melted through, and the entire soles of his feet were attached to the ground, and there were mottled blood stains all the way.
But he remembered a lot of things, he remembered the wooden sword, remembered Wang's sister-in-law, and remembered Wang Erhu.
The further he went, the flames erupted from the ground turning into hot magma, and at one point he almost had his eyes burned, and behind him, the spring blossoms, and he didn't even have to look to know that his father and mother must be standing there calling him.
"If you want to remember, you have to endure the pain, and if you want to find yourself, you have to endure temptation. ”
He wants to find his parents and ask them why they abandoned him, this is a knot in his heart all along, but I will solve this knot myself!
Jiang Hao slowly raised his feet, close to the edge of the cliff, there was no bottom, there was a black fog that could not be diffused, and the entire cliff was full of terrifying wind whistling.
"Hao'er—come, Dad, look at you. Suddenly, a mellow male voice shouted.
He was stunned for a moment, and slowly looked back, his parents were standing less than three feet away from him, and their figures were clear!!
His mother was as gentle as he imagined, and his father was almost exactly the same as him, except that he had no gray pupils and a somewhat different temperament, and he was stretching out his hand, looking at him worriedly and lovingly.
As in every dream, the image of his father ・・・・・・
The place where they stood, green grass and flowers, was so different from where he stood, and even some children were running around frolicking behind them.
As soon as he turned around, happiness and serenity were within reach.
It seemed that a gentle voice whispered in his ear - Come, child, here are your parents, you can live with them, you can play with them, there is no pain here, there is no loneliness, there is always warmth here・・・・・・
Jiang Hao's eyes were slightly sour, and he stared at their faces carefully, as if they were about to be deeply engraved in his mind.
However, the next moment, he resolutely turned his head and stared at the ropes on the cliff face.
Quickly grabbing it, there was a "z" sound, the temperature of this rope was extremely high! And it was a thin iron chain!
In an instant, the skin in the palm of his hand was scorched, and the smell of barbecue wafted in.
"Hao'er—where are you going?"
"Hao'er—come back quickly!"
There were bursts of shouts, but Jiang Hao ignored them, jumped quickly, and grabbed the chain with both hands!
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With a "boom-" sound, countless wrist-thick spiritual mist emerged from the soul refining pool, frantically pouring into the spiritual mist wrapped in Jiang Hao, and the spiritual mist wrapped around him became thicker and thicker, almost to the state of solidification!
Yue Shuiliu stood up in shock, stunned as he watched as a giant eggshell became thicker and thicker, Jiang Hao's figure could still be vaguely seen, but now his figure was almost buried!
"This Senior Brother Jiang Hao... don't want to be so crazy. He swallowed and looked at his saliva.
In the room, a group of stable elders exploded and discussed it.
"This kid, this kid, how far has he go?"
"Won't you really tell the old man, won't he break his dreams?"
"If that's the case, that's funny, old man, I haven't seen a dreambreaker in a long time. ”
"Think about back then, the boy who broke his dreams, the last height, tsk. ”
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The roar between the cliffs was like a ghost roar, almost blowing Jiang Hao's whole person away, if he hadn't grabbed this chain, it was estimated that he would have fallen off the cliff a long time ago!
And the temperature on this chain is getting higher and higher, and his hands almost began to bleed in large patches, and some even flowed directly to his face, which could blister his skin!
Jiang Hao gritted his teeth and walked back along the chain with difficulty, and the belief in his mind became more and more firm.
Traces of memories kept returning, and during this period, there were still a lot of spiritual mist that he couldn't feel quietly poured into his mind, slowly seeping into the sea of knowledge・・・・・・
"Find yourself! Face the knot in your heart! This is the meaning of my coming here!" Jiang Hao gritted his teeth and said.
A large area of charred flesh on his arm was exposed, and every time he took a step forward, he had to tear off a piece of flesh from his palm, and then stiffly held the chain in front of him!
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The entire soul refining pool was in an uproar, and more and more pure spiritual mist continued to appear and frantically rushed into Jiang Hao's giant egg, and the spiritual mist wrapped around his eggshell almost reached the point of shining!
Even the water in the Soul Pond is getting less and less, and it is getting clearer and clearer, and the spiritual mist inside gradually becomes like catkins floating through the wisps by chance...
Yue Shuiliu glanced at the hourglass in shock, it had only been an hour, and even the soul pool was about to be absorbed again?
How many times he has led new students, he has never heard of a spirit pool that can absorb the spirit essence inside! Almost all of them will automatically dry up after three hours!
How much scare does this Senior Brother Jiang Hao want to give him?!He looked at the shiny eggshell speechlessly.
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"The caravan is back, and I left the village・・・・・・" Jiang Hao said in a low voice.
With great difficulty, he pulled his right hand out of the chain, and indeed, it was pulled out, and the whole hand was unrecognizable, almost a piece of coke, especially the palm, which was completely sunken in the shape of an iron chain.
The wind between the cliffs suddenly became so hot that he felt like his whole body was going to burn when he breathed.
Jiang Hao's spirit was almost at the limit, he was like a walking corpse step by step, and every time he took a step forward, he muttered to himself, "After more than half a year...
"Wang Chonghui..." His lips unconsciously opened and closed, and his palms could no longer be spread, and he could only maintain the shape of holding the iron chain.
Gradually, he began to feel numb, as if he could not feel whether he was moving forward, like a dying creature that was gradually losing its life on the precipice of death.
There was hardly a piece of intact skin on his body, and even his eyes were dull・・・・・・
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The last trace of spiritual mist in the Soul Refining Pool quickly drilled into Jiang Hao's body!
The whole pool of water has become clean, and there is no trace of spiritual essence!
These spiritual extracts were fused with a lot of medicinal herbs, and they cost a lot of money, but now they were all wrapped into an eggshell, a shiny eggshell.
The thin spiritual mist around the others gradually dissipated as there was no supply.
"Hey, where am I?" the first person woke up and looked around in shock, "I'm obviously playing with my sister・・・・・・"
After a long time, the man slowly came to his senses, "It turns out that this is all a dream, it is fake, I thought I could pay my debts, but it turned out that the dead cannot be resurrected after all." ”
Because he was playful when he was young, he took his sister up the mountain, but the brother and sister were lost, and finally the whole town found a little girl's clothes and a small skeleton in the tiger's den, which almost became a scar on his heart.
Originally, in the dream, he saw his sister and chased after her to play with her, although he found out that something was wrong, but he still couldn't bear to leave...
"But it's all fake, and my sister can't come back. He knelt on the edge of the pool and wept.
Yue Shuiliu sighed lightly, there are too many such things.
Everyone will have knots in their hearts, and there are hurdles that they can't overcome, and the Soul Refining Pool relies on this to make your dreams come true, but it makes you gradually lose yourself, endure pain and find yourself, or would you rather live in a false dream?