During the climb, Liu Nan fainted several times, and his body hung on the blade. When he woke up, he continued to climb. Sometimes he would go down a little, and he could only climb over that position again, again and again, and kept climbing. The pain of the knife cut became more and more painful in his consciousness, and became lighter and lighter.
As time passed, Liu Nan discovered this problem. It seemed that he would not die again because he was already in hell. Physical injuries will not affect his actions, even if his heart is punctured, as long as he can endure the pain, it will still beat, very violently.
In hell, even death is not an option. On the vast mountain of swords, the only thing that accompanies Liu Nan is the belief in protecting Leng Luanan, and nothing else.
Half a year, exactly half a year, Liu Nan dragged his body, which was almost cut into pieces, to the light on the top of the mountain. It was a door, a door made of light. He could not see what was on the other side of the door, nor could he see the door clearly. What is it made of.
There is a small open space in front of the door without a blade.
Liu Nan stood in the open space, the injuries on his body disappeared, and he recovered instantly, leaving no trace.
Liu Nan had some doubts before that this was not a real hell, but a strange realm formed by treasures, but now he believed it. The pain caused by the injuries on his body was extremely real. It was easy to get injured, but it was difficult to recover. It's so easy. In an instant, all the wounds are healed. What does it mean? Who else has this ability except Heaven and Earth?
Without any nostalgia or hesitation, Liu Nan stepped into the door, not knowing what kind of painful door lay ahead.
There was a dazzling light inside the door, which was completely different from the darkness before. Before he could stand still, a wave of heat hit him. Liu Nan staggered and almost fell.
What appeared in front of Liu Nan was a raging flame, and the flames that kept bursting out on the scorched rocks on the ground formed a sea of fire.
The light door disappeared after Liu Nan passed through it, and suddenly appeared in front of him, an unknown distance ahead.
The emotionless voice sounded again: "Second level, body training in sea of fire!"
There was nothing in this space, only flames and scorched rocks. Liu Nan knew that all he had to do was move forward.
What else could be done? Liu Nan shrugged and stepped into the sea of fire.
The temperature of the flames burned Liu Nan's body and mind, and his skin and muscles melted and dried little by little. It was a completely different pain than being penetrated by a knife blade, but it was just as heartbreaking. In addition, there is also the feeling of anxiety and nausea in his heart, which are all hindering Liu Nan from moving forward, but there is no way out behind him. Looking around, there is only the continuous sea of fire and the light door in front. Once he enters, he cannot Went back again.
For another half a year, Liu Nan endured physical and mental torture. During this period, he also fainted many times. He got up and continued walking, even running wildly. Finally, he came to the light door again. By this time, he was already "charred" and his whole body was black. , no piece of skin is intact.
After shaking his body, the burnt skin fell off, and new skin grew out. It was as intact as before, and Liu Nan stepped into the light door again.
After going through two levels of suffering, Liu Nan had some vague feelings, some changes, some speculations in his heart. He didn't know the purpose of creating such a hell, but at least it gave people hope, a hope that they could succeed as long as they persisted. .
Although this insistence may be a bit cruel.
Liu Nan doesn't criticize these things harshly. He just wants this hope, as long as he has it.
After passing through the light door, there was a bit of ice-cold chill, which made Liu Nan very uncomfortable as he had just passed through the sea of fire. An iceberg appeared in front of Liu Nan.
"Third level, Iceberg Forging Spirit!"
There is nothing on the smooth iceberg, only ice, scattered piece by piece, neither sharp nor dangerous.
This level seems less painful than the first two levels.
But soon, Liu Nan, who was climbing, realized that he was wrong. In addition to the increasingly lower temperature that made him feel uncomfortable, a trace of tiredness came to his heart. Fatigue, extremely tired, struck his heart: "It's better to Just give up and fall into the ice!”
Liu Nan suddenly realized that he could not lose consciousness or pass out at this level, otherwise he would really be with this iceberg forever.
When you are tired, fatigued, drowsy, and tired, it seems that just sleeping is a good choice. Why be so persistent? There are still fifteen layers of suffering behind you. If you sleep like this, there will be no more pain. How good!
An idea that came from nowhere tempted Liu Nan, and there was only one step, a very small step, between him falling asleep and waking up.
"Bang!" Just when Liu Nan was about to fall asleep, he hit his own heart with a Tongbi fist. "Pfft!" The huge destructive power caused the heart to rupture, the blood flowed out of control, and the severe pain once again The appearance made Liu Nan wake up instantly and speed up the climb.
Time and time again, whenever he was about to fall asleep, Liu Nan attacked his heart, gained a brief awakening, and got closer to the light gate on the top of the mountain little by little.
Half a year later, Liu Nan came to the light gate with a broken heart. He was a little anxious. Although he couldn't see the sunrise or sunset, he could feel that a long time had passed since he fell. He didn't know how many days exactly. , but at least for a few months.
During this period, Leng Luan'an wonders whether he can escape the Qilin Sect's pursuit? Is she still alive? Is there any point in persisting like this?
Liu Nan didn't know, and didn't dare to think about it. Compared with the pain of the first three levels and the next fifteen levels, losing Leng Luanan was the greatest pain for him, and it was an unbearable pain.
"The fourth floor, Stone Mountain breaks the heart!"
After passing through the Light Gate, Liu Nan was at the foot of the mountain. Many boulders kept rolling down, some as tall as one person, and some as high as two or three people. Without giving Liu Nan any chance to breathe, a large stone had already hit him.
Enduring the pain in his muscles and bones, Liu Nan began to dodge these boulders. Compared to the three floors below, this layer seemed easier. Although there were many boulders, they were not all densely packed together. There was still room for dodge, and these stones were ordinary stones. , can be shattered by a palm.
Liu Nan jumped forward, dodging while breaking boulders. Except for being hit as soon as he entered the door, he was never hit again.
"why is that……?"
Liu Nan didn't understand. Could it be that what happened next was getting easier and easier? The lowest level is the most painful?
In less than half a day, the mountain was already a third of the way up. "Whoosh!" While going up the mountain, dodging and breaking the boulders, it is very difficult for an ordinary person, but it is nothing to a warrior. It is difficult. It’s always difficult! Liu Nan gradually discovered that the difficulty of this level was how to reach the top of the mountain.
Being hit by a large boulder will cause your body to fall. The closer to the top of the mountain, the denser the boulders, the higher the chance of being hit. The higher you are hit, the longer the distance you will fall backwards. If hit, it is likely to fall directly to the foot of the mountain, and all previous efforts will be wasted.
Sail against the current, if you don’t advance, you will retreat!
It is not difficult to walk a certain path, but what is difficult is to walk on this path repeatedly. Who can have the perseverance? Who can keep going?
Liu Nan endured the pain and the impact of the boulder, slowly regained her strength, and moved forward step by step, not fast, but very steadily.
After another half year, Liu Nan climbed to the top of the mountain after falling to the bottom of the mountain several times.
The moment he passed through the light gate, Liu Nan had a trace of doubt and suspicion. The pain of this hell did not seem to be washing away people's sins, but...
Liu Nan shook his head and denied his idea. He was already deep in hell, so what were he thinking about?
"The fifth floor is muddy!"
This level seems to be very quiet. There is only a quagmire in front of Liu Nan. He is on one side, and the upward light door is on the other side. Liu Nan does not know the light skill of treading water without leaving a trace, so if he wants to cross this quagmire, he can only wade through it. Go over there, or swim over.
What's in the quagmire? Liu Nan didn't think this level was so simple, but he had no choice.
To Liu Nan's expectation, there was nothing in the quagmire. It was still very shallow, barely above the waist. Is it that simple?
As before, Liu Nan quickly discovered the problem. At first, he moved forward with little effort, but gradually he needed more and more strength. There seemed to be countless people in the quagmire that hindered his progress. Move closer to him and block him. Every time you take a step, you have to push a few people away. The further you go, the more people you push away.
After a while, Liu Nan's body was so weak that he could only stop and rest. It didn't take much effort to push away two or three people, but it was different for twenty or thirty people. Although the quagmire was not big, every step forward required a huge amount of strength. It's not something you can just endure.
One step at a time, each footprint may weigh hundreds of kilograms. Liu Nan can even feel the bones in his body shaking. He has to push dozens, hundreds, or thousands of people forward, and his teeth will be broken in one step. One step consumes all the strength, and it is not even enough. It takes several times more strength to take one step.
Half a year, another half year, Liu Nan dragged his extremely tired body to the shore. He was tired, really tired, not because he wanted to fall asleep, but because he wanted to give up.
The shore is calm as usual, which may be rare among the eighteen levels of suffering. Why not take a rest here? Or, just forget it? The people of Lengluanji have their own destiny and will be safe and sound.
Really? real? Really? real! Really? real?
"ah!!!!!!!"
With a loud roar, Liu Nan vented his anguish and immense pain. He was the only one who could resist all this, so how could a woman bear it?
Walk! It doesn’t matter if you have to endure all kinds of hardships. When I come back to this world, I will join hands with you for the rest of my life.
I don't know if her determination worked, but Liu Nan's body seemed to be full of strength again, and she stepped through the light gate again.
"Sixth level, thousands of arrows pierce the heart!"
There was an empty land with nothing. The light door appeared not far away without any obstruction in the middle.
"this??"
Liu Nan took a step lightly, and felt a sharp pain in his heart. The pain was extremely severe, as if he had been shot through the heart by a bow and arrow.
This painful feeling was deeply remembered by Liu Nan. It was too painful. The pain was sudden and frightening.
Stop and the pain disappears. Every time you take a step forward, there will be a sharp pain that goes through your heart.
How about the sudden pain? How about the pain of mountains of swords and seas of fire? Liu Nan could endure it all the time, but it didn't hurt when he stopped, and it hurt when he walked away, which was even more unbearable. Although the level of pain is the same, the fear in the heart increases gradually. As the frequency and time increase, the feeling of pain will become more frightening.
The power he had just gained was exhausted in a short time, and the temptation to stop emerged in his heart again. Liu Nan walked away and waved this thought away, cutting off the fear while enduring the pain.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
The sound of archery seemed to be heard in Liu Nan's ears. It seemed that heaven and earth were holding bows and arrows at him, a mortal, and shot out bows and arrows to wash away sins?
Liu Nan asked himself doubtfully: "Except for being stupid and slow in practicing martial arts, I have not harmed anyone in my life. Where is the sin? How could God punish me like this?"
He didn't dare to think about it anymore because he was about to get the answer.
