Feng Qingyang tried to step back, but he felt a chill coming from behind him. He raised his foot but dared not step back. He had a hunch that if he took a step back, he would die on the spot.
After hesitating for a long time, he finally withdrew his foot and stood there, somewhat at a loss.
Before, he managed to advance eighty steps forward in one breath. He felt as if he had lost something. Now it seems that the lost thing was not something else, but his own youth!
He bent down and picked up a piece of human bone at his feet. His hand was cold, and the bone was round, smooth and shiny. Even if his life was wiped out on this journey, his bones had not been wiped out. Therefore, it can be inferred that the person behind these bones must be a giant of all time, at the level of Golden Courage and Great Power, or even above that.
But even such a powerful figure still stopped at eighty steps.
"Isn't the passage of life one year at a time?" Feng Qingyang wondered, picked up the skull and threw it forward lightly.
This throw seemed to travel through time. The golden skull was eroded by an invisible force before it even hit the ground, and not even a speck of dust was left.
"This!" Feng Qingyang was shocked again.
Looking up again, it seemed that these short twenty steps were no longer a distance, but an independent world.
The speed of time in this world must be extremely fast. One step brings one to the mortal world, and one doesn't know how many years have passed after taking one step.
Feng Qingyang raised his hand and pinched his white hair. He didn't dare to think about what he looked like now. He suddenly felt a sense of vicissitudes in his heart, a feeling that looking back on the past was like a dream, and the good times were gone in the blink of an eye.
He turned back regardless.
I saw a reflection behind me, and that reflection looked like a mirror.
In the mirror, there is a man with white hair and a haggard appearance. His face is sagging and he seems to be extremely old. If a gust of wind suddenly blows now, he will probably be blown away.
That person was none other than Feng Qingyang!
"Is this who I am now?" At this moment he calmed down instead. Life is like reincarnation. There is life and there is death. Cause and effect are the cycle of life and death. Past hatred and the three-year agreement all seemed not so important.
The mirror suddenly began to ripple, like a calm lake being stirred up by a breeze.
The picture began to change between the distortions.
The time when he was born, the time when he passed the imperial examination, the time when he traveled through time, and his subsequent life-and-death escapes in the world of cultivation; all these scenes seemed like a replay of a movie.
Life is like a fleeting moment, that's all! Like flowers in a mirror or the moon in water, everything is illusory.
call!
Suddenly, a breeze blew up on this Shaohua Road, and the bones on the roadside turned into ashes wherever it passed.
Feng Qingyang was staring at the reflection behind him, completely unaware of the huge changes happening behind him.
The breeze also advanced extremely slowly, as if every bit of progress took countless years.
If you look closely, you will find that the wind speed is actually very fast, but it progresses slowly. The visual impact of extreme fast and extreme slow is simply beyond words.
“Boom!”
Suddenly, there was a deafening roar in the air, and the reflection began to ripple violently. The effect began to change dramatically, but this change was not what he had experienced before.
The reflection was blood red, with blood clouds in the sky and millions of corpses lying on the ground. Finally, there was a huge white demon wolf standing proudly among them. The demon wolf was covered in blood, and its pair of blood-red eyes were howling towards the sky.
"Xiao Yue?"
When he saw the demon wolf, a mysterious force in his heart seemed to tremble, and he wanted to grab it deeply.
Crash!
The mirror shattered, and at the same time the breeze in front was about to come forward.
Feng Qingyang seemed to smell a hint of danger and glanced back. Sure enough, the breeze was visible to the naked eye, like a ray of green light. Wherever the green light passed, the white bones turned into ashes!
This mysterious 'Shaohua Road' is full of dangers and has the ability to deprive people of their lives. Even zombies that are excluded by the Three Realms and Five Elements cannot escape.
The stone steps ahead were right in front of him, only twenty steps long. Under normal circumstances, it would only take a breath, or even less than half a breath.
But at this moment, it seemed like a natural chasm was right in front of me. I could see a road leading to a mysterious place right in front of me, but I could not reach it no matter what.
Good years pass quickly and time flies like an arrow. This is the feeling you will only have when you are truly facing death.
Although he had experienced countless battles between life and death, that kind of battle was different from this kind of waiting for death.
Fighting can kill people instantly, but now this kind of waiting for death is torturing his nerves every minute and every second.
Good years are easy to pass, life is gone, no matter how powerful you are, even if you can change the world upside down, you still cannot escape the cycle of life and death.
At this moment, Feng Qingyang suddenly felt an epiphany in his heart, an epiphany about facing life and death.
What’s wrong with life and what’s wrong with death
Although he did not continue to take steps forward, his body aged even faster. His white hair, which was as dry as straw, fell off one after another. He felt weaker and even swallowing saliva seemed so difficult.
As if bewitched, Feng Qingyang was unable to fight back.
Just as the green light in front was about to advance to his side, a blood-red light suddenly burst out from his body.
The light shot up into the sky, and then condensed into an unknown figure. After the figure took shape, it roared towards the sky.
The roar shook the earth and seemed to reveal a deep unwillingness, but more of a sense of unyielding!
Feng Qingyang, who was about to accept death calmly, suddenly came to his senses at this moment.
"Death? Why should I die?"
Feng Qingyang gritted his teeth and a stream of blood spurted out. After roaring, the bloody figure returned to Feng Qingyang's body.
But now he has come to his senses and no longer accepts death calmly!
"Why do you want to deprive me of my life?"
"If I don't want to die, can you take it away from me?"
A light flashed in Feng Qingyang's eyes, and he raised his foot and took a step forward without hesitation.
Boom!
There was another loud bang in the sky and earth, and the green light that was originally advancing suddenly dissipated, while the disappeared white bones appeared again.
Feng Qingyang seemed to sense something and took ten steps forward in succession, feeling as if his entire body was about to melt away.
But even so, he still did not stop, and every step seemed to be a confirmation of himself.
"Youth is fleeting and all is in vain!" Feng Qingyang laughed loudly, as if he understood a divine and devilish truth. Although his body seemed to be falling apart, he even felt that his body had dissipated and ceased to exist.
But he still did not stop. In this short period of time, Feng Qingyang's will seemed to have been unusually honed.
There was a kind of vitality emanating from his entire body, which seemed to penetrate the heaven and earth.
Dengdengdeng!
The short twenty steps were completed in an instant, and he stopped steadily beside the stone steps.
When he raised his hand, he saw that his old body had recovered to its original state, and his white hair had turned blood red again.
"Youth and old age are but flowers in the mirror!"