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Lin Ming calmed down, took out two pure true essence stones, began to meditate to recover his strength, and at the same time, he applied Xujinshenggupao on his arms.
Just now, both of his arms were broken, bloody and bloody. This kind of injury would not take ten days and half a month for an ordinary martial artist, and it would be impossible to heal it well. Muscles and Bone Paste, within two hours, the arm has fully recovered.
With one hour left, Lin Ming restored his true energy and strength to the peak, and adjusted his state of mind to the best state. Finally, he began the test on the seventh floor.
With a flash of light, the temple disappeared, and Lin Ming entered a bright white world, where countless distorted scenes were slowly forming.
"The seventh floor... For 19,000 years, no one has ever set foot on this floor." Lin Ming clenched his fists and completely calmed down.
Before this, he had imagined the appearance of the seventh floor many times. However, when he actually came to the seventh floor and saw the scene on the seventh floor, Lin Ming was completely stunned.
Never expected this scene.
For the first six floors, each scene corresponds to its name, such as the blood pool corresponding to the hell world on the first floor, the yellow spring corresponding to the hungry ghost world on the second floor, the wilderness corresponding to the animal world on the third floor, and the witch world on the fourth floor. The arena corresponding to the slave world...
Lin Ming originally thought that since the seventh floor was the Witch God Realm, it should correspond to a space similar to God's Domain.
But unexpectedly, he came to a city in the mortal world. Beside Lin Ming, there were bustling crowds, peddlers carrying poles, children playing, and the faint dust and flower fragrance in the air. Taste, everything is so real.
And these were not what surprised Lin Ming the most. What surprised him most was where he was.
He stood in front of a well-decorated, but somewhat old restaurant.
Glazed tiles that are no longer bright. The slightly faded vermilion lacquer pillars, the old wooden window lattice attic, the raised eaves, everything reveals a faint taste of time...
Lin Ming is too familiar with this restaurant. Ever since he can remember, he has been running around in the lobby of this restaurant, listening to stories from scholars, listening to wandering artists singing, watching customers play chess, and asking for candy from old acquaintances. eat.
Gaiwan tea. Sugar-coated haws. The second child with a towel on his shoulder, the delicious food cooked by his mother, everything is exactly the same as in the memory.
Here... is his home.
"Green Mulberry City, Lin's Restaurant. The place where I have lived for more than ten years. How could I... come here?"
Lin Ming couldn't help raising his foot into the restaurant, but the moment he stepped over the threshold, his footsteps suddenly froze. Lin Ming stayed where he was, with a huge wave in his heart .
He saw a young man in brocade clothes, about ten or nine years old, holding a folding fan, smiling and coming out of the kitchen.
And this person is none other than. It was Lin Ming himself, to be precise, it was him a few years later.
However, Lin Ming saw that this young man didn't have any kung fu, and he looked bookish, obviously he had never practiced martial arts.
not only. The demeanor and temperament of the two are also completely inconsistent.
Lin Ming's aura was restrained, but between his brows, there was a sharp aura hidden, which would erupt at any time, and the aura would penetrate the sky, unstoppable.
And the young man in front of him, with a cynical smile, and even a little bit of evil in his smile, looks like a literati chasing elegance.
Is this... really me
Lin Ming couldn't believe it.
"Xiao Lizi, prepare a sedan chair for me. Ms. Su from Qinghua Building is going to have a meeting tonight, so she posted a post for me, and I have to join in the show." The young man snapped open the folding fan, and the fan swayed quickly.
"This...it's not so good..." The little girl named Xiao Lizi immediately showed embarrassment, "Master, the second miss of the Tian family is going to have a birthday party today, and the second miss of the Tian family has asked the young master to go..."
"Fuck you, she needs a chef for the banquet, and it's over if I assign it to her. What's the use of me going?"
"This..." Xiao Lizi's face turned bitter, "The second miss of the Tian family also wanted to ask the young master to leave a calligraphy treasure at the birthday banquet, and she also said that she would learn poetry and poetry from you. One of the…”
"And young master, the second young lady of the Tian family is beautiful and virtuous. Madam liked her very much when she saw her last time. Maybe in the future... Hey, young master, young master, don't leave."
Before Xiao Lizi finished speaking, the young man stepped out of the gate and said without looking back, "My father asked me later, and said that I went to drink at Tang Ju's house."
Before the words were finished, the person had disappeared, which made Xiao Lizi's face look like a frost-beaten eggplant. When it was over, if the lady and master knew about it, a scolding would definitely be inevitable.
The second miss of the Tian family obviously has a crush on the young master. The second miss of the Tian family is good-natured, good-looking, and has a good family background. She is a match made in heaven with the young master who was born as the number one scholar.
But it is incomprehensible that Young Master Lin has taken a fancy to Miss Su from Qinghua Building.
Qinghualou is actually a brothel, but it is a more elegant brothel. Most of the prostitutes in the brothel are courtiers. Stunner in this world.
And Miss Su is the number one nobleman in Qinghualou. Although she has a clean body, but a brothel girl is a brothel girl with a humble background, how could the master and wife allow her to marry in.
"It's dead, if the master knows that the young master has gone to the Qinghua Building, not only the young master will be finished, but I will also be unlucky." Xiao Lizi had a bitter face, and he didn't know whether to tell the old lady honestly, or to keep it secret...
Lin Ming was standing outside the hotel, watching all this silently. Just now, that young man was passing Lin Ming, but he didn't even look at Lin Ming.
Lin Ming understood that he did not belong to this world, but was just a passer-by. No one here could see him.
"Why is this, why is there another me here?"
"When I was eight years old, my parents asked me to study in a private school and go to Beijing for a scientific examination. I studied for four years. When I was twelve years old, I threw away the books. I resolutely abandoned literature and went to martial arts. I fought with my parents for this matter. In the end, I persevered, so... I became the current Lin Ming, so in this world, I did not abandon literature and pursue martial arts. Instead, I have been participating in scientific examinations, from being a scholar, to raising people, to passing the exam. No. 1 pick..."
"Why is there such a world? Is this world a real parallel world? Or is it a virtual world in my mind?"
"What is the seventh test of the Witch God Realm? A test of my martial arts heart? If it is a test of my martial arts heart, how can I pass the test?"
"Since it is the world of witches and gods, why did I come to the mortal world?"
Lin Ming had complicated emotions. Standing blankly in the lobby of the restaurant. This station is several days long.
Among the people coming and going, no one saw him, and some even passed through Lin Ming's body...
Street hawkers hawking, vagabond singing, delicious food, wine and food. Even the weather-beaten faces of my parents...
All the scenery, so real, but so illusory.
All the people are extremely familiar, yet full of strangeness.
However, in such a noisy illusion, Lin Ming seemed to be a gray stroke in it, standing alone and extremely lonely.
"The world is unreal and I am real?"
"Or... the world is real. I'm unreal?"
"No, this is not my world, this is just my demon!"
Lin Ming suddenly opened his eyes, and the Heavy Mysterious Soft Silver Spear came out of its box!
"Boom!"
It was as if the sound of countless broken glass was heard, and all the diners and diners in the restaurant in front of me disappeared!
However, Lin Ming did not return to the trial of life and death. Instead, he came to a battlefield, with drums beating and flags flying!
"here it is… "
Lin Ming saw the soldiers with golden arms and iron horses in front of him, and felt their murderous aura, his heart shivered, and he suddenly realized something.
The soul force spread out like a tide, locking onto a young man's figure in an instant, Lin Ming frowned, as expected!
His figure moved, and the next moment, he appeared in a military camp. Here, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy was wearing a simple battle armor, holding an iron gun in his hand, and his face was full of tension. .
Seeing this young man, Lin Ming closed his eyes with a complex expression.
Myself, myself again!
Why is that
At the age of twelve, he had a dispute with his parents and finally practiced martial arts. At that time, Lin Ming said that if he could not reach the first level of body training at the age of fifteen, then he would join the army, make military achievements, and return home!
From this point of view, this is me who joined the army at that time!
Another self, another world!
…
In the barracks, the young man sat on a bench, took an oilcloth, and silently polished the shiny iron gun, which was a bit long compared to his figure.
"Hey, you're new here, is this your first time on the battlefield?" A simple-looking veteran in his thirties came over with a rice bowl in his hand, and said vaguely while eating.
The boy nodded timidly, "Well, I'm a recruit."
"Haha, recruits will always be nervous when they go to the battlefield. It's okay. We are in the same barracks. We will charge together after a while. Just follow me. I will protect you!"
"Okay... okay..." A thankful smile appeared on the boy's immature face.
The battle started, tens of thousands of soldiers rushed to kill, and the vast momentum even rushed away the clouds in the sky.
Gunpowder smoke is everywhere, swords and swords are shadowed, guns are broken and halberds are broken.
The young man's army returned triumphantly, but the simple-looking veteran never came back...
The dead soldiers were buried together on the spot, without even a grave, and the young man didn't even know the veteran's name...
As the days went by, the boy's face became less immature and more determined.
From a recruit, he became a corps commander, then a centurion, a thousand commander...
His marksmanship became more and more refined, his strength became stronger and stronger, and his military temperament became more and more mature.
Slowly, he also became a veteran, watching recruits join the army one by one, and said to them—
"It's okay, charge in a while and you will follow me, I will protect you!"
The innocent young man joins the army with a dream, but one after another he turns into a foreign land with bones. Those who can really survive look down on life and death. After a long battle, they become a veteran like a boy.
Days like this have been going on, every soldier has a dream of a general, but more of them just follow the footsteps of their predecessors and die with dreams...
…
Lin Ming silently watched the changes in this world, and he finally understood that these separated lives were neither illusory nor real.
People in this world see him as illusory, and when he sees this world, this world is illusory.
Life is like a dream, dream is like life, true or false, no one can tell clearly.
The test on the seventh floor may not be a test at all, but a chance, a feeling, and a deep understanding of the heart of martial arts.
Realizing this, Lin Ming no longer wanted to destroy this world, but just followed its footprints, watching it bit by bit.
He is just a passerby, quietly watching the changes of time, looking at the vicissitudes of life.
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Outside the trial of life and death, in the darkness, the tapir calmly looked at the endless void, without any expression in its huge eyes.
"Have you realized..."
"It's amazing. I just realized it in the second world. It's been a day and a night now. This young man's understanding of the heart of martial arts is amazing!"
The seventh level tests the heart of martial arts. This is a test, but also a great opportunity!
If you comprehend the original intention of this test and experience your true heart in the test, you will benefit endlessly!
Although in the past 19,000 years, no one has entered the seventh floor of the trial of life and death, but the eye tapir knows that the formation left by the witch god also exists in the domain of the gods.
Its name is - reincarnation.
And even the favored ones in the realm of the gods often lose themselves when they enter the cycle of reincarnation.
Most of them believe that all these are illusory demons, constantly destroying these worlds, but when new worlds emerge one after another, and they see countless selves, their hearts will be lost, at a loss, and they can't tell who is the real one. It's an illusion, who is real, and it's hard to tell which one is the real self.
Once lost, the heart of martial arts will be damaged, and it may even affect future cultivation.
Even if there is a genius who understands the meaning of reincarnation, it often takes several, or even a dozen worlds to slowly figure it out.
And Lin Ming, actually in the second world, saw through the truth and realized the reincarnation, which made the eye tapir not surprised.
"It's a pity that the master has probably passed away, otherwise he would definitely be willing to accept this apprentice. I originally thought that this young man's talent was mediocre, but he had such an achievement because of a good opportunity. In terms of heart, there is such a talent!"
"I'll just see how long he can comprehend in this century of reincarnation."
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