What kind of test is this? Ding Xiaoyi is very confused and confused.
He can't feel his own cultivation, nor can he feel his sea of consciousness or his soul.
He couldn't even feel the human sword anymore. He only felt as if he was being held by a pair of strong hands.
Those strong hands gave him an extremely familiar feeling, like they were his relatives.
This feeling made him extremely safe.
But he still felt doubtful and anxious about why his cultivation suddenly disappeared.
His consciousness is very clear, but his perception is extremely weak.
He didn't know how long it had been before he felt a warm current entering his mouth, and he greedily sucked the warm current like a baby.
The warmth entered his belly, and he swallowed the warmth sent to his mouth to his heart's content. He didn't know how much warmth he swallowed.
Later, he found that he seemed to be full, which was a strange feeling.
He didn't know how long he spent in the dark and silent days. Several years felt like a long time.
Later, his ears suddenly became able to hear sounds, and he heard a kind voice.
That was the master's voice. Ding Xiaoyi was stunned, but he didn't expect that he could actually hear the master's voice, which made him extremely excited.
Later, after who knows how many years, he could see again.
He saw a figure from the back, which looked extremely familiar.
That back view was exactly that of the master, and Ding Xiaoyi shed tears excitedly.
He can hear, he can see.
Then, he looked at himself again and found that he was lying in a wooden box with no legs or hands.
Time seemed to freeze at that moment, and he seemed to have returned to his childhood.
"This is a reincarnation and an opening. It's so good." Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but think to himself, he was back to the days when he was with his master.
He was still young at that time, as small as an ant.
At that time, he didn't know anything. He only knew that if he followed the master, he would not die. He only knew that the master had taught him everything.
Later, I don’t know where the master found a pair of legs and put them on himself.
"That's right, my little disciple is finally a man who stands upright." Ding Xiaoyi learned to walk for the first time. This was the first thing his master said to him.
"Master..." Ding Xiaoyi wanted to speak, but he found that he still couldn't say a word and could only scream "Ah, ah, ah".
Later, my master patiently taught me how to speak and read.
Of course, after the master recovered a pair of arms, he began to teach him how to practice sword writing.
Ding Xiaoyi found that he was already a normal person. He learned to practice and swordsmanship.
Later, the master's life span came to an end and he was buried in the green hills of the village.
Later, Ding Xiaoyi found that he was still standing among the steps of the star staircase.
It turned out that this was just a dream. Once again he saw Master's kind face and once again heard Master's caring yet majestic words. Ding Xiaoyi felt that even in a dream, he did not want to wake up.
Standing on the 71st floor, Ding Xiaoyi stopped and said nothing. He did not go to the 72nd floor. There seemed to be no test on this floor.
He just restored everything between him and his master again. He was saved by his master, and then he taught himself swordsmanship and the most basic way of survival.
It wasn't until the master passed away that this dream disappeared.
Ding Xiaoyi didn't know what the test at this level was. Was it just for him to relive the traces of his life with his master? He couldn't help but wonder secretly.
Maybe the test on the 71st level is just a simple replay of life, or maybe my mind is too simple and there is nothing to test.
He really wanted to ask the middle-aged scribe, and the middle-aged scribe had only passed more than forty levels of tests. He might not know what the seventy-first level of test was.
Since this floor was so simple, Ding Xiaoyi didn't think too much. He paused for a few moments and after withstanding the rolling pressure, he raised his legs and stepped towards the seventy-second floor.
As soon as he stepped onto the seventy-second step, the surrounding environment changed again, and he saw countless figures rushing around.
There are the iron cavalry from the Northern Demonic Kingdom, and the figures of the horse thieves who were killed by him in Sand City.
They came towards him in a dark mass. After Ding Xiaoyi saw these figures who were killed by him, his face turned slightly cold.
These were all the humans he had killed, and they seemed to have recovered again. They showed ferocious expressions and rushed towards him.
When he saw this dense crowd, he drew his sword and stabbed them without mercy.
A moment of time,
The heaven and earth shook, and the wind and clouds rolled.
Countless figures fell after his sword.
Without any hesitation or pause, Ding Xiaoyi's sword stirred up thousands of meters of sword light, instantly annihilating all the swarming figures.
Looking at the empty battlefield, Ding Xiaoyi suddenly felt a surge of loneliness.
There was a voice in his head, did they really deserve to die.
The voice kept expanding in Ding Xiaoyi's mind, disturbing Ding Xiaoyi for a while.
Fortunately, the sound did not last long. The surrounding environment changed again, and he returned to the steps of the seventy-second floor.
The pressure has not weakened, but he has ignored the pressure in this star ladder, and he knows that the next test will really begin.
Perhaps this star ladder wants to walk his life over again, without fear or fear.
He only had a sword in his hand. Those humans or demons killed by him deserved death. He was very determined in his actions.
He stepped onto the seventy-third floor again, and the environment on the seventy-third floor changed again. He saw Yin Ruohan's figure, he saw Huang Qianqian's resentful eyes, and he saw Ye Wuyou's Two bright eyes that see into people's hearts.
Here he saw the woman he knew.
They were completely naked, and their eyes were all looking at him.
He saw that all the women he knew turned into a group of white butterflies and flew toward him.
Ding Xiaoyi was stunned, but he never thought that he would see such a beautiful scene on the 73rd floor.
And he felt that if he just indulged in it, wouldn't it be a beautiful thing in the world?
As soon as he thought about it, he found that he suddenly appeared in a warm spring environment, which seemed to be the nameless village in Jiange.
He lay on a soft wicker chair, with the twin flowers behind him squeezing his shoulders.
This was an elegant courtyard, and he saw Yin Ruhan and Feng Qingwu chatting animatedly.
He saw Man Luo and Xiao Bai preparing dinner, and he saw Lin Huanhuan seemed to be preparing baby supplies.
Many women were getting along very harmoniously, everything seemed like a dream, but such a warm scene made him unable to extricate himself.
Seeing this heartwarming scene, Ding Xiaoyi felt that the meaning of life should be like this, holding many beauties in his arms was better than the gods.
Together, Haiyan and Shui Linghua went fishing in the creek next to the village.
A red shadow hurriedly came under the setting sun, and it was Xue Ningshang's heroic figure.
Seeing Ding Xiaoyi's expression of enjoyment, Xue Ningshang's face showed a hint of blush.
How beautiful it all is, how heartwarming it all is.
A hero's home is always a gentle place,
The beauty bows to the young heart.
No killing,
No disputes,
Isn't this the kind of life Ding Xiaoyi wants to live?
Day after day, under the service of many beauties, Ding Xiaoyi suddenly lost all fighting spirit.
He felt that it was quite good to spend his life like this.
All the beauties he knew gathered around him, and he only had to move his fingers, and those beauties would throw themselves into his arms.
Ding Xiaoyi forgot his original intention, he forgot himself, and he forgot everything.
He forgot that this was an illusion and an illusion.
This illusion was transformed according to his wishes.
Living a carefree life here, accompanied by beauties and gathering with friends, is simply more joyful and comfortable than a god.
"Boy, that's enough. Just have a good time." A sullen voice sounded in Ding Xiaoyi's mind.
When Ding Xiaoyi heard the slightly angry voice, his whole body suddenly trembled.
His whole body trembled, and then he found that the beauties around him had become extremely unreal like flowers in the moonlight in a well.
Ding Xiaoyi was stunned, and a bitter smile appeared on his face.
