The old Taoist priest nodded and seemed relieved: "Remember, everything here is not as simple as it seems.
Every decision you make and every action you take may affect your destiny.
Proceed with caution. "
After bidding farewell to the old Taoist priest, we continued on our journey to find the road to the depths of hell.
Along the way, we encountered all kinds of weird sights and terrifying creatures.
Some creatures have strange forms and seem to be the embodiment of all the fears in the world; some are ancient evil spirits with powerful and dangerous powers.
But with the protection of a centering stone, we can at least maintain a certain level of sobriety and calmness.
Whenever we encounter danger, we will help each other, use our Taoist skills and sword skills, and strive to repel these monsters in hell.
However, as we go deeper, the conditions of hell become increasingly harsh.
The air was filled with a strong smell of blood and rot, and the surrounding scenes became increasingly absurd and terrifying.
We even encountered a forest of countless knives and knives, each leaf a razor-sharp blade and every movement potentially fatal.
We have to be extremely careful when crossing this forest of knives. Any carelessness may lead to serious consequences.
Qin Wuyan opened the way ahead, and I followed closely, carefully avoiding those blades.
Just as we were trying our best to walk through the forest of knives, we suddenly heard a strange voice behind us: "Oh, two brave tourists, how dare you go deep into the heart of hell." This voice was both cold and full of irony, seeming to Laugh at our ignorance and courage.
Qin Wuyan and I turned around quickly and saw an old man in black robe standing at the edge of the forest of swords. His eyes were deep and dark, as if he could see into the depths of the human heart.
There was a weird smile on the corner of his mouth, and he was holding a strange-shaped crutch in his hand.
"Who are you?" Qin Wuyan asked warily.
The old man shook his head slightly, his voice low and mysterious: "I am one of the guardians of this hell, you can call me 'Shadow Messenger'.
I have witnessed countless souls like yours being lost and perished here. "
I felt a chill coming over me, but my heart was full of questions: "We just want to find a way to the depths of hell and find my grandfather's soul.
Can you help us? "
The Shadowbringer smiled slightly: "If you want to travel through hell and find what you are looking for, you must first face the fear and darkness in your own heart.
Hell is not just a place, it is a mirror that reflects the deepest secrets of every soul. "
Qin Wuyan clenched the magic weapon in his hand, with a look of distrust on his face: "We don't need your philosophy, we just need to find a way."
Shadowbringer shook his head: "Every step here is not a simple advancement, every choice is full of meaning.
If you really want to move on, you must accept a test. "
"What is the test?" I asked.
"You will enter a fantasy world where you will face your deepest fears and the shadows of your past.
Only by overcoming these can the path to the depths of hell be found. "There was a mysterious power in the voice of the Shadowbringer.
Qin Wuyan and I looked at each other. Although we had concerns in our hearts, we had no choice but to find grandpa's soul.
I nodded, indicating that I accepted this test.
Seeing our agreement, the Shadowbringers began to recite ancient and obscure spells.
As his voice rose and fell, the surrounding scene began to distort and change. We felt a strong sense of dizziness, and then were sucked into a whirlpool.
When we open our eyes again, we find ourselves in a completely different environment.
I found myself standing in front of a familiar old home, my childhood home.
Qin Wuyan was standing in front of the burning ruins where his family was once located.
This fantasy not only recreates our past, but also mixes it with our inner fears and pain.
I saw a rotting zombie lying in front of my house. That was my late grandfather.
Surrounding Qin Wuyan were the ghosts of his family members. Their eyes were full of resentment and pain, as if they were asking Qin Wuyan why he didn't save them.
I walked towards the zombie, feeling an indescribable emotion well up in my heart.
Although the zombie was completely unrecognizable, I could still recognize it from the familiar clothes. It was my grandfather.
I took a deep breath, tried to calm down my emotions, and began to recite the spell to ward off evil spirits.
As the spell progresses, the rotten air on the zombies gradually dissipates, eventually turning into a wisp of smoke and disappearing into the air.
At the same time, Qin Wuyan was also facing his test.
He stood in the ruins, listening to the accusations and cries of the dead souls, his eyes filled with pain.
He slowly raised the magic weapon in his hand and began to perform a ritual of salvation.
As the ceremony progressed, the faces of the dead souls gradually softened, and finally turned into light spots floating in the air.
We have all passed our own tests, but this process has greatly tested our mental endurance.
When we returned to the Shadowbringers again, we all felt a sense of exhaustion and relief that we had never experienced before.
The Shadowbringer looked at us with an approving smile on his face.
"You have passed the test and proven that you have the courage to face the dark side of your heart.
Now, I will guide you to the depths of hell, but remember, the dangers there are far greater than you imagine. "The Shadowbringer's voice was low and serious.
We followed the Shadowbringers and entered a deeper and weirder realm.
There is a suffocating sense of oppression in the air here, and the surroundings are filled with invisible fear and despair.
The ground was filled with twisted rocks and cracked earth, and it seemed as if the earth itself was wailing.
As we walked, we came to the edge of a huge abyss.
An icy darkness emanated from the abyss, as if it could swallow up all light.
On the opposite side of the abyss is a bridge made of bones and corpses, connecting the unknown world on the other side.
"This bridge is the only passage to the depths of hell." Shadowbringer pointed to the bridge and said, "But crossing the bridge is not easy. You must face your deepest fears and guilt."
Qin Wuyan and I looked at each other. Although our hearts were full of fear, we had no retreat in order to find grandpa's soul.
We took a deep breath and took the first step towards the bridge.
The style on the bridge is cold, and with every step you take, there is the sound of bones breaking.
I tried not to imagine that the bones beneath my feet were once part of life.
Suddenly, some illusions appeared on the bridge, which were all the frustrations and regrets I had experienced in the past.
