There are a few days in the cave, and it has been a thousand years in the world.

Qin Lin stayed in his room for a few days, during which he thought through all the possibilities, and he still couldn't guess the other party's intentions.

According to Lin Congyun, this person has a clear grasp of everything about himself, and belongs to the type of person who is determined to win. But why? Lin Congyun had mentioned more than once that he didn't need to spy on Qin Lin, there was no need.

A man who stands at the pinnacle of the Divine Domain needs to be so serious about him, a person with little status and no strength, what is the reason? He doesn't believe Lin Congyun's statement, what is the exploration of the truth of life, the exploration of false power, and so on.

"Forget it, when you see a real person, you must be able to ask everything..." He didn't think about it anymore, he thought about the situation in the north instead, "God Thunder King, is it really such a selfless person?"

This question has been in an attitude of reluctance to believe since he knew it, and it has a great impact on the three views.

Many times he asks himself: Did he do something wrong?

Although so far, he has not had any head-on collision with the Divine Thunder Palace, but whether it is the construction of roads or the full rollout of the information collection network, it is actually paving the way for this matter.

To come to the north is to create a piece of the country of your own, and this must be built on the opposite side of the palace, otherwise how to gain control of resources, how to become bigger and stronger?

Under the leadership of the palace, the resources that can be obtained are always a few, and it is okay to ask for food and clothing, but it is very reluctant to become bigger and stronger.

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The specific address of the Holy Mountain is not known to outsiders, and even if you are in it, you will not understand that this is the core area of the power of the Divine Domain.

I don't know the true face of Lushan, only because I am in this mountain. This is the truest portrayal of the Holy Mountain, Qin Lin is standing at the intersection, and the people who are walking with him have already left.

"Here... Is it really a holy mountain?"

As far as the eye can see, everything looks like a wilderness, with green mountains and forests, and the smell of decay wafting from among the dead leaves, which is a disgusting smell. The turbulent river next to it is murmuring, and there is no trace of the crystal clear stream, and the water is clear and there are no fish here.

Along the way, what he saw and heard made Qin Lin's inner doubts even worse, he never thought that this would be the case.

The sun rose in the east and set in the west, and as the day passed, Qin Lin always felt that he had walked far, far away, but when he looked back, an unreal feeling appeared in front of him.

He's still in place!!

"Why?"

It's not that he hasn't thought about whether he has entered the illusion realm, but the spiritual power in his body is not disordered, and his perception is normal. All of this shows one thing: he is serious and in a hurry, and he is serious and has only walked a little.

At best, it's only 100 meters, which is the distance he travels in a day.

"Whew..." He sat on the stone on the side of the road, panting, "a little tired..."

He began to believe that this must be a holy mountain, and that everything here was too weird. Silent and decaying mountain forests, upside-down straight trees, crystal clear streams, weak breezes, and the sun that makes people's scalps explode... Sun.

He thought that he would travel much faster by riding against the wind, but there was a restriction on the forbidden air, and as long as his feet were off the ground, he would bear the great Weiya, and it was impossible for him to fly.

After a night's rest, as the sun rose, he set out on his journey again. The day was a little farther than the day before, but it was a little more limited, and the departure point was still clearly visible.

"It's weird..." When he noticed the strangeness, he paid close attention to everything around him, and he noticed the slightest disturbance, but at the end of the day, everything here was silent. Except for the sound of the wind whirring and the murmuring of the water, the rustling of the ground and the slight grinding of the leaves falling in the mountains, there is hardly any other sound.

Here, there is no life.

After repeating this for more than ten days, even he had the idea of giving up, and it was very uncomfortable that his cultivation in the Heavenly Immortal Realm was tormented by this poisonous and perverted sunshine. Now he was completely like a down-and-out beggar, with no human appearance on his body, his tattered clothes had been scorched by the scorching sun, his previously healthy skin had become a withered flower, and his skin that had lost a lot of moisture was full of wrinkles.

This is not the most terrifying, what is terrible is that the effect of sunlight is embodied in the soul, and through consciousness he can clearly understand that the soul power will produce some kind of irreversible consumption under this sunlight.

If you stay in this place for a long time, you will die.

For more than ten days, he walked no less than a thousand miles, but when he turned around, he only looked at a short period of several hundred meters, at most two thousand meters, and when he turned around, he could see mottled traces along the way, which were the stains left by the water on his body in the form of sweat, mixed with the sweat of the human body magazine after being dried on the road.

It's been a hard journey.

By the fifteenth day, Qin Lin's whole person had become almost a dry corpse, and he had the idea of giving up countless times. And he could feel that as long as he turned around, there would be no more such a predicament.

As long as he doesn't face the scalp-tingling difficulty of head-on collision, a comfortable environment is waiting for him, and maybe he can enjoy the scenery along the way that he didn't pay attention to before.

But there is an obsession in his heart that has been supporting him: he wants to ask, why him?

In the end, what was the cause of my father's death, and who did it? In the end, the reason behind the decline of the Qin family is not himself, in the end······ There were so many doubts in his mind that needed to be figured out, and this man must be the answer.

"Whew..." Qin Lin's shriveled eyes looked at the road in front of him, as if he could see the end of the road from here, and the rare and brilliant scenery was circling, as if it was a human track, "Well, let's go..."

This is a sentence that he will cheer himself up every day when he starts to hurry, and it has gradually formed a habit. Some people say that when you are lonely, you can't be afraid of loneliness, the guests are in infinite loneliness, and they must also have the courage to face loneliness, and they must also have the spirit of self-entertainment, which is a good medicine against loneliness.

Qin Lin really didn't believe it before, but now he believes it a little. This kind of groundless and unjustified thing really has a little effect.

Especially thinking of Lin Jing's face, her smile, her posture, her style······· Her tears, her pain, her sorrows······· These are the sources of his strength.

This may be the difference between men and boys. Boys have no goals, no responsibilities, no sense of belonging, they are all over the world. Men are different, men have the responsibility to resist on their shoulders, and the responsibility for the family and the lover for the future makes them dare not try to fly easily, they seem to have lost the strength to stop, and can only move forward step by step, even in the face of heavy pressure, they can only grit their teeth and say "it's okay".

"I'm fine..." Qin Lin gritted his teeth and said to himself, "Isn't it just basking in the sun, I haven't been exposed to the sun for so many years, and this time I will make up for it." ”

He looked up at the scorching heat above the dome, and the blinding light made his eyes hurt.

It wasn't that he didn't think it would be easier to hurry while the night was cool, but this idea was rejected by him from the first night.

There is a lot of pressure in the night, and it is difficult to move an inch.

A month has passed, Qin Lin is like a dried corpse crawling out of a coffin, and only he can understand the hardships along the way.

Half of the journey had passed, but he really couldn't hold on.

If he continues to persevere, he may become the first immortal in history to die because of walking, and then he will really go down in history.

The idea from the beginning was to try to persevere, and if you can't hold on, go back.

But what he doesn't understand is that this kind of thinking is sometimes an obstacle that defines his limits, and if he has such thoughts, he is a person with limits, and if he can't cross the limit, he can't surpass himself.

But this kind of thinking is a burden that has to be carried in my heart. The responsibility to Lin Jing made him understand that he couldn't die here, if he died, Lin Jing would be very lonely and sad in the future, and he didn't want to see that kind of picture.

Thirty-one days, he couldn't even walk, the muscles in his legs were extremely sore, and the meridians connecting the muscles couldn't stop twitching and beating, and every moment was torment.

Thirty-three days he had been crawling on the ground, his skin rubbing against the dust on the ground, and his unbreakable skin was actually scratched by the dust, and the blood flowed all the way, evaporating in the sun with sweat.

Thirty-seven days, his consciousness began to fall into chaos, and his eyes could no longer see what was ahead, and he could only vaguely know that there was ahead.

"Hehe, maybe····· I'm too persistent..." He's sore all over now, and there's not an inch of skin that doesn't tell of pain, and he... I wanted to give up.

If you keep going, you'll die.

"Are you tired after walking such a little way?" a voice came from his ears, making him suddenly conscious.

"Who..." He opened his mouth to speak, but he couldn't make a sound, and his hoarse voice couldn't make out what he was trying to say.

"I've seen you for so long, you're good..." The voice continued, "Or go back..."

"When you turn around, all the stress on you disappears, as long as it's not forward, it's left, right, and backward. ”

"No... I should move forward····· Not right... It's ····· I want to move forward."

"You might die..."

Qin Lin hesitated, will he die? Death, is it terrible?

He is not afraid of death, but he is afraid that Lin Jing will be alone, which is too pitiful, so he is 'afraid of death'.

But looking back, life is worse than death.

He understood that he might only have this chance in his life to be so close to that person, the man who stood at the peak of the Divine Domain and claimed to be invincible.

Only if he agrees, can anyone approach him.

If you don't take this opportunity to figure out the doubts in your heart, it is better to die.

Qin Lin was prostrate on the ground, grabbing the low-lying part of the ground with one hand in the depths, and once again dragging his tired body forward a little bit, which was the best answer to that question.

Will die, but not afraid of death. Afraid of death, even more afraid of life is better than death.

In this life, there should always be something that can give life for, and that is the meaning of human existence. Before that, the meaning of Qin Lin's existence was: to find out the truth.

If you have such an opportunity, you would rather die... Don't give up either.

This may be unfair to Lin Jing.

But there is no way, instead of walking like a walking corpse, it is better to take this opportunity to fight.

As he walked forward, he would have whispered in a low voice that would have been seen as a mute moaning weakly.

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"How?" said an old man sitting in front of the pool, where golden fish swam back and forth in the crystal clear water.

"The heart is good, the talent is excellent, and the roots and bones are unmatched······" The man sitting across from the old man replied.

"Well, to be able to get such an evaluation from you, there are few in this world..." The old man picked up the teacup and tasted it, "This enlightenment tea, you can get more next time, the old Tao is too picky, you will be ruthless..."

"Yes, Master!"

"But there's one thing I'm weird about..." The old man thought for a while before he said, "I am invincible in the world in my life, why are I sitting here?"

This question is difficult to answer, and it is impossible for outsiders to guess what kind of thoughts a person has in his heart. There are even times when it is difficult for me to say what is in my heart, and this is not something that can be clearly explained by words.

"Master, you are highly respected and hold up the heavens of the Divine Domain, I think it is not the Holy Mountain that binds you, but that you are willing to do so. ”

"You are willing to sit here for the people of the Divine Domain, and it is not your wish to win the Divine Domain, but it is the trend of the times·····"

"This is a height that ordinary people can't reach. ”

"The sycophants are getting slippery and slippery..." The old man smiled, "Shengxue, there are some things... Don't be too shrewd. ”

"The more you calculate, the more you lose. ”

"Your path is done here, and it is dangerous to go any further. ”

"No, the car is dead..."

A chessboard is placed in the middle of the two, the red and black are clearly distinguished, and the Chu River and Han realm are clearly visible, but the situation cannot be seen through. The old man smiled and picked up the big red flag on the chessboard, this game ····· It seems to have eyebrows.