Chapter 120: Thousand-story Iron Tower
I was in a huge steel building. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ infoNext to me is Han Zi. We were in a room of more than a dozen square meters with only an empty iron bed and a plate of violet flowers.
"They're coming to kill us. Han Zi looked at me with a very flat expression, as if he was not afraid at all.
"Why aren't you afraid?" I asked, looking into her beautiful eyes.
"You've always looked like this, and it's the first time I've seen you like this. A small smile tugged at the corner of her mouth.
Because we are in the illusion world that I have created, my face is naturally the same as the face that I once had when I was Deming. That's what my primordial spirit looks like.
"Isn't it ugly?" for some reason, I was in the mood to talk to her. She pitted me against two of the best masters. I'm likely to die.
"What did you do when you came to our Xianyuan Academy?" she asked me instead of smiling as we shuttled through the various iron rooms.
"At that time, it was the first time I had taken away a human body, and I thought that it could only be done once, so I naturally wanted to practice Yuan Qi again, so I wanted to join the academy. The outside world is too dangerous, and I want to cultivate my path of immortality in a safe environment. It's all your fault, born so beautiful, when I first saw you, I was seduced by you to be inferior to you, which gave birth to a series of incidents. I chuckled.
She smiled too, raised her hand to brush the broken hair that covered her full forehead, and said no more.
We just walked down the empty hallway, and walked for many silent hours.
"Why are you helping me? Actually, I don't mind letting him let his desires run out on me. Her words stunned me.
"Why?" I squeezed out the sentence after a while.
"Because if I don't compromise, I'll die, I don't want to die, I still have desires. When you are weak, compromise is a skill you need to survive. When she said this, there was no expression on her face. So I believed it.
"Then why didn't you stop me from standing between you and Han Lao at that time?" I stopped moving my feet and looked at the endless corridor in front of me, and the smile on my lips seemed to be a little self-deprecating. Sure enough, if it's none of your business, don't go too far. If you are troublesome, you will get into trouble, and if you get into trouble, you will die, and then you will fall into the cycle of endless suffering.
"At that time, I may have been dragged into the demons by the three of you. Maybe I want someone strong to save me. Hehe. Very naΓ―ve idea. Her smile was forced. I could hear her laughter, and she was also full of helplessness.
"I see. I let out a heavy breath.
Her cultivation is in the late stage of foundation building, could it be that there was a lot of pain coming to her? She also seems to be a person with a rich and wonderful story.
"Where are we going? This is the illusion world you created, can't you dominate this world to deal with them now?" Han Zi looked at my side face and asked me.
I didn't look at her, I looked ahead, and suddenly I remembered something.
"This time, it was I who used all the power of my divine sense to cast this powerful 'illusion technique'. Where do I still have the power of divine consciousness to dominate this world? What we have to do is to keep walking around this huge iron building, so that Han Lao and Ghost Lao can find us as late as possible. The later they find us, the better it will be for us. I finished explaining, and ran forward with my feet up.
"Why?" she ran after me.
"Because within my strongest illusion technique, the Illusion Technique, the power of their divine consciousness will be consumed all the time, while the power of my divine consciousness will slowly recover. So, the later they find us, the more likely we are to kill them and get out of this world of illusion. β
"Is the time of this illusion world you created the same as the real world outside, if we stay in this illusion world for too long, will our physical bodies die outside due to lack of vitality?"
"I don't know. β
I don't know if the time in this illusion world is synchronized with the real world outside, or if it is slower than the time in the outside world. In a hurry, where could I think so much?
"Chance, we don't have a choice. She sighed.
The thing I remembered had come to fruition.
"There's a bar up ahead, how many drinks are we going to have?" I laughed.
"Hehe, okay. She was stunned, and a strange look flashed in her eyes, but she nodded anyway and agreed to me.
Turning three steel corridors, and passing through seven iron rooms, we reached the door of a bar.
"I went to a bar once with my grandfather when I was a kid. That day, he was depressed. The reason for his depression may be because of his father, or maybe it is because of his mother, or maybe because he himself may not know. β
That day, he was drunk in the bar and said that he was going to beat up a little girl he didn't like and the other party's little boyfriend. But how could he, an old man, beat the other side? I was beaten up as a child at the time. β
I stood in front of the bar and recounted the past.
Han Zi looked at me and suddenly smiled: "How did you feel at that time?
"It's been a long time. I lowered my head and looked at the marble floor beneath my feet, where the neon sign printed the words "Huiyin Bar".
"That's it, this bar is fun. My eyes lifted from the ground and looked into the bar.
Got in. We went in. Even if I am hunted down, I will go back to the past to comfort the restlessness of my heart in the present. In fact, when I was building this illusion world, except for the intention of building a huge iron building, the specific world inside was born from my fleeting thoughts.
Just like the violet flower we saw at the beginning, it was Liu Yun'er's favorite flower. The bar now is the last memory I have of my grandfather. Because, that night, he was beaten to death by those teenagers. I watched him fall in front of me, muttering his grandmother's name, vomiting blood in his mouth and tears in his eyes. I just looked at it, motionless, as if I had lost my soul and even forgot my fear and pain.
The blood-red carpet, the laughter and laughter of the people, and a stone statue of the barkeeper himself. These existences completely coincide with the "Huiyin Bar" in memory.
The flamboyant young girl and young woman are showing off their demeanor, provoking a group of men whose brains are dominated by physiological desires to be restless.
It is such a world of desires that unfolds in front of us.
"Have you ever been to a bar?" I asked Han Zi with a smile, her face had been smiling since she came in, the kind of smile that seemed to see through it all.
"What do you want?" she sat down on a high chair outside the bar, ordered a glass of wine from the waiter, and then turned to look at me with a smile.
"So you've been here. When, why?" I asked with a serious smile as I looked into her beautiful eyes.
I decided to spend my demons in this world of illusion once and for all. I don't believe it, I don't believe that every time after getting through the inner demons, it will be just as the ghost old man said, just a short bridge of rest from one inner demon to another, there is still an endless abyss below, and there is still endless darkness ahead.