Half an hour later, Fang Yun let go of the plow and turned his palms upwards. His palms were worn and bloody.
However, Fang Yun did not feel much pain because his hands were numb.
Fang Yun moved his arms gently, his brows furrowed, his hands seemed not to be his own, and it seemed as if there were huge stones weighing dozens of kilograms hanging under his arms.
"My body... is probably not even as good as that of an ordinary young man. However, the more this is the case, the more I will move forward! This Valley of Sorrows not only tests my body, but more importantly, my will! I will carve out a world of my own in this most difficult environment!"
Fang Yun continued to move forward. A quarter of an hour later, a golden gate suddenly appeared in his mind. Then his figure appeared in front of the golden gate. He was about to move forward, but a large number of dragons came out, spitting dragon flames from their mouths, instantly burning him to ashes.
“This…” Fang Yun didn’t expect that the Valley of Worry would make the scene of himself being killed appear in his mind. He thought to himself that it was really hard on him.
Although Fang Yun's heart was troubled, he didn't care and continued to plow the land.
Yao, Shun and Yu are the three ancient leaders of the human race. They are also Confucian scholars who believe that all monarchs should take them as role models. Among the human race, the three monarchs Yao, Shun and Yu have extraordinary significance.
Therefore, no matter who you are, as long as you enter the Valley of Sorrow, the first thing you will experience is the Valley of Shun. You should follow the example of the sages in farming, being a down-to-earth person, and studying diligently. Through these hardships, you can understand the spirit of the sages.
As the human race continues to develop and as the number of scholars increases, gradually, the will of these three people remaining in the world will not only not weaken, but will become stronger as the number of scholars increases.
The power of the will of the three emperors Yao, Shun and Yu is close to that of the semi-saints of the human race.
Apart from the semi-saints, the only one who could be compared with these three was Qin Shi Huang and Ying Zheng.
Because Qin Shihuang fulfilled the Confucian ideal of unifying the human race.
Imitate the sages, pave the way to the saints, strengthen myself, I am for the human race... Countless thoughts swirled in Fang Yun's mind, supporting him to keep moving forward, forward, and forward.
Another half an hour passed, and Fang Yun stopped again. He looked at his bloody hands, and sat helplessly in the field, his legs shaking slightly, completely out of control.
"Gurgle..."
Fang Yun's stomach made a slight rumble.
"It's starting to starve his body." Fang Yun sighed helplessly.
As a normal person who pursues delicious food, Fang Yun felt depressed for the first time.
It doesn't matter if you're a little tired. It doesn't matter if you're injured, you can get through it if you grit your teeth, but the feeling of hunger is like a thorn in your flesh, and it's hard to tolerate.
After a short break, Fang Yun put his hand on his forehead and frowned as he looked at the sky. After such a long time, the sun was still in the middle of the sky. There was no sign of it setting.
Fang Yun gritted his teeth, slowly stood up, and plowed the field once again.
Another quarter of an hour passed, and Fang Yun's eyes were full of stars, but he knew that he couldn't rest because he couldn't sleep in the Valley of Sorrow. There was nothing to eat, so he could only work non-stop until he achieved his goal.
Some people call the Valley of Sorrow the most terrible prison for mankind, which is more harsh than punishing criminals.
Another hour passed, and Fang Yun's strength became weaker and weaker. He plowed the land slower and slower, which resulted in him needing more energy to plow the same distance than before.
At the same time, various images kept flashing in Fang Yun's mind.
The monsters broke through the defenses of the human war fortress and began to massacre the people in the war fortress. Zhang Poyue's head was hung high and became the trophy of the monsters, and he died with his eyes open.
The demons rushed into Ning'an City, burned workshops, smashed the city walls, looted Ning'an City, and finally killed everyone. In Ning'an City, blood was flowing, and from the sky, corpses were everywhere, and a large number of demons were gnawing on human corpses.
Outside Yuyang Pass, Langlu and Chen Guanhai fought a fierce battle, and the battle was so fierce that it was dark and chaotic. In the end, Langlu stretched out his claws to pierce Chen Guanhai's chest, then pulled out a golden semi-saint heart, put it into his mouth, and chewed it with a wild laugh. The sound of chewing seemed to be right next to his ears.
Afterwards, the Langman attacked Yuyang Pass, and the king and the queen mother who led the army in person were all killed.
The demons continued to move south...
“Damn it!”
If it were just sounds, Fang Yun would not care, but now, scenes of extremely real images flashed through his mind, as if they were fragments of memory. After a long time, Fang Yun occasionally couldn't tell whether it was real or fake.
Fang Yun knew very well that without literary courage, this power that directly acted on the deep of the brain was enough to deceive the brain.
Fang Yun gritted his teeth and continued to plow the land, but his body was tired, his hands were bleeding, his stomach was empty, and he was constantly affected by false memories, and he was becoming more and more exhausted.
"I'm going to get through this valley of trouble, and no one can stop me!"
Gradually, the places where Fang Yun was holding the plow were soaked with blood.
Not only sweat fell in the furrows, but occasionally blood also dripped.
Time passed slowly, but Fang Yun had completely lost the concept of time. This was the truly terrifying thing about the Valley of Sorrow.
Here, time seems to have stopped!
Except for the plowed earth which indicated a change, neither the sky, nor the sun, nor the distant scenery remained the same.
This is a silent cage.
Five hours later, Fang Yun's hand loosened, his body tilted, and he fell to the ground.
"I fell? What happened..."
Fang Yun was lying on the ground, his consciousness blurred. He completely forgot what happened when he fell and didn't understand why he fell.
Fang Yun put his hand on the ground, trying to get up, but found that he had no strength at all.
His stomach was empty, and apart from his tired and numb hands, the hunger that spread to every part of his body made him feel even more uncomfortable.
It felt like there was a fire in my stomach, but my body felt cold under the sun.
"Take a break..."
Fang Yun closed his eyes and lay quietly on the ground. He suddenly felt extremely thirsty, and his throat seemed to be cracked from being too dry.
Fang Yun smiled helplessly. There would be absolutely no food or drink in the Valley of Sorrow. Then, Fang Yun remembered that someone had made a joke about the Valley of Sorrow and Mencius, saying that when Mencius was not yet a saint, he followed Confucius' example and traveled around the countries. However, because Mencius was a disciple of Zisi and had a very high status, he had not suffered much. So after he was canonized, he felt that something was missing, so he let his descendants suffer more.
"I really have no strength left. I am dying of worry."
Fang Yun thought to himself and simply lay on the ground, motionless. Although he was very tired, he couldn't fall asleep, and those images kept flashing in his mind.
At first Fang Yun didn't care, but as the scenes became more and more numerous and more and more cruel, and even friends and relatives were killed, Fang Yun's face occasionally showed pain.
Fang Yun discovered that once he took a rest, the Valley of Sorrow would inevitably increase the torment on his spirit.
"What a heart-moving and heart-breaking story. It's really thrilling and makes people more resilient! But, it's so painful..."
Fang Yun suddenly had the urge to retreat, but then he denied the idea.
"I'm Fang Yun! I want to get through the Valley of Troubles!"
Fang Yun gritted his teeth and slowly stood up, feeling tearing pain in his arms, chest, abdomen, and legs.
Under the sky, above the earth, the young man's figure moved forward again.
(To be continued.)