Borrowed from heaven for 500 years

The space here is strangely quiet, and the flowers and plants on both sides move automatically without wind.

Maintaining a high degree of vigilance, Sikong Yunzhou stepped onto the bluestone road, surrounded by only the slight rubbing sound of his feet stepping on the bluestone.

I don't know how long I walked, but the road was safe and sound, but this path still has no end in sight. Not only that, the open space when I came here also disappeared.

Going on like this is not an option, Sikong Yunzhou stopped slowly, looked at the grasslands on both sides, and thought about the possibility of finding another way.

Just when he stopped to think, a thin green grass stalk quietly protruded from the grass beside him, winding like a snake, and silently climbed up to Sikong Yunzhou's right ankle.

As the grass stems slowly tightened, Sikong Yunzhou also noticed the abnormality on his legs, he clenched the spirit sword with one hand, and slowly lifted the Yi Jue with the other hand to look down.

As soon as his eyes touched the green, the grass stem suddenly pulled back and threw Sikong Yunzhou to the grass next to him.

There is a problem with this grass!

Before he had time to think about it, the man was thrown into the air, and he was about to fall to the grass, and there were countless slender grass stalks waiting for him in an instant, Sikong Yunzhou cut off the grass stalks on his ankle with his backhand, Turning his body in the air, he drove several ice picks into the grass.

The ice cone plunged into the ground, and the grass stems under it also fell into the soil. Sikong Yunzhou landed on the smooth tail of the ice cone with one foot. There were more and more grass stems around him, and he rushed towards Sikong Yunzhou with teeth and claws.

But fortunately, these grass stems were not strong, so the grass stems fell to the ground where the sword light passed, and there were more and more ice cones on the ground. Sikong Yunzhou kept changing directions on the ice cones.

Consuming it like this is definitely not an option. Spiritual power will always be exhausted, and the bluestone road before has already been covered with grass stalks, and it is impossible to go back, and there is no end in front of it.

While resisting the grass stems, Sikong Yunzhou observed his surroundings, and saw a field of green vines, only a few tall bright red wild flowers could be seen sporadically among them, which looked very abrupt.

The ice pick kept approaching like a place with flowers, the grass stems were slender and sharp, and thin blood holes were cut from the missed grass stems from time to time on the wrists and ankles.

Sikong Yunzhou frowned fiercely, but the current situation does not allow him to squat down and apply the medicine as usual. As time goes by, the area covered by the ice pick is getting bigger and bigger, and the general appearance of the grass is gradually showing In Sikong Yunzhou's mind.

Mainly green grass stems, supplemented by sporadic flowers, their positions are arranged in a strange pattern, not like free growth, but like some kind of formation.

Grass stems are yin, flowers are yang, and yin and yang intersect. The plants here and there are trees. If calculated by the formation method, then the formation's eye should be in... the southeast!

A quarter of the spiritual power in the sea of ​​air was used up, and the ice cones spread out towards the southeast at a faster speed. Sure enough, the grass stems over there became denser, and there was a light green flower in the center of the grass stems.

At a glance, Sikong Yunzhou was sure that it was the eye of the formation, and flew over to break through the crazy grass stem with his long sword, and cut off the green flower in the middle with one sword.

This array is broken.

At the same moment when the flower branches were cut off, the grass stems that swooped around disappeared completely, and the scene here also changed instantly.

Sikong Yunzhou reappeared in the open space, and the front was empty, with no bluestone path or thorny road.

Where is this?The Sikong Mansion has been established for thousands of years, but there are no rumors of secret realms on it.

He doesn't even know if this is an illusion, or a real space, or whether it is true or false.

There were faint tingling pains on his wrists and ankles, Sikong Yunzhou frowned, but he pulled up his sleeves and saw that there were no injuries on his body, what's going on?

Could it be that everything just now was an illusion?There is still some soreness where it can be cut.

Sikong Yunzhou stood on a wide road, behind him was a misty white mist, it seemed that something unknown was happening, not far ahead was a mountain wall, and there was something vaguely on the mountain wall.

The white mist behind him was approaching him a little bit, Sikong Yunzhou didn't dare to be careless, he threw a piece of spirit stone into the white mist, after a sound of "Zizi", the spirit stone was swallowed up by the white mist.

It seems that we can only move forward now.

Sikong Yunzhou didn't hesitate any longer, and walked quickly towards the mountain wall while being vigilant about his surroundings. Fortunately, nothing happened along the way.

When he came to the stone wall, Sikong Yunzhou discovered that there were two huge stone gates on the stone wall, one with huge life written on it, and the other with dark black death written on it.

"The gate of life and... the gate of death?"

Sikong Yunzhou walked a few steps closer, and found that there were still words engraved on the door, but it seemed that the language was not known to him. When his hand touched it lightly, a few lines of words flowed from the stone door into the sea of ​​consciousness. The next moment he found that he knew the language on the door. What is written.

Dead Door Book: Dead Door, dead end.

Book of the Gate of Life: The gate of life, the only exit in this world, can only be passed by one person. The opening condition is to fill the stone pond under the gate with blood, or to kill people other than you. Remember: choose from the heart.

Seeing the first half, Sikong Yunzhou saw a bowl-shaped square groove under the stone gate from the corner of his eyes, which is the stone pool mentioned on the gate.

After watching the second half, Sikong Yunzhou was startled. Could it be that there are other people here?

Just when this thought came to mind, there was a slight sound of footsteps behind him. Sikong Yunzhou suddenly looked back, raised his eyebrows slightly in surprise and said, "Father, mother, and... Ah Jiu? Why are you here?" ?”

But soon he calmed down. It was impossible for his parents to appear here, and Ah Jiu, who was supposed to be in the room, would not. There is less light.

It was an illusory gray color, not as vivid as a real person, it was an illusion.

No matter which way to open the door, Sikong Yunzhou disliked it the most. He didn't want to get hurt. Now that his body is weak, if he releases a trough of blood, the consequences will be disastrous.

The Fangcaodi just now was a phantom array, but what about now?Is everything true or false now?He dared not bet, nor could he afford to bet.

Besides, the parents and Ah Jiu, who were obviously illusions in front of them, if they had to choose from their hearts, Sikong Yunzhou pursed his lips and asked himself that he couldn't do anything, even if it was fake.

This is also one of his greatest fears. He is afraid of losing his family and friends, which is also one of his weaknesses.

What Sikong Yunzhou, who was caught up in the solemn choice, didn't notice was that the gray cat pupils of Phantom Ajiu gradually became dark, and there seemed to be a flash of light inside, and it seemed to swallow all the light in it.

This is the fantasy space that Lu Xiao customized for Sikong Yunzhou's postgraduate entrance examination. Just as he expected, Sikong Yunzhou couldn't make a choice right away, because any choice was his weakness.

Lu Xiao's eyes became darker and darker, and he gradually became impatient, his claws moved slightly, and suddenly turned into a black shadow and attacked Sikong Yunzhou.

At this time, Ah Jiu was transformed from Sikong Yunzhou's memory, Lu Xiao just projected his consciousness on the cat, and in Sikong Yunzhou's cognition, Ah Jiu was an ordinary kitten who was too clever.

Therefore, the current Lu Xiao only has the power of an ordinary kitten.

The black shadow flashed past, Lu Xiao originally intended to urge and give Sikong Yunzhou a little pain, as punishment for not being decisive enough, but what he didn't expect was...

The back of his neck was pinched by Sikong Yunzhou, and he was carried with his limbs dangling in the air!

Lu Xiao, who didn't like to be close to others, was suddenly pinched, and he froze in the air until a frosty chill came from the nape of his neck.

It was Sikong Yunzhou's hand, and it was so cold.

I was just stunned for a moment, and the next moment...

"Meow—" An angry and shrill meow resounded through the space, the black cat struggled violently, its paws scratched a few marks on the back of Sikong Yunzhou's hand,

Dignified, don't treat it like a mortal cat, it's a shame and a shame!

Just when Lu Xiao was about to recover his strength, Sikong Yunzhou bent down and put him down.

As soon as it landed on the ground, the black cat that had been released from the back of its neck swished to hide behind the phantom's parents. The temperature from Sikong Yunzhou's fingertips still remained on the back of his head, making him shiver all over.

At this time, Sikong Yunzhou said: "I know, you are not Ah Jiu."

"Although Ah Jiu is very indifferent to me, he will not attack me."

Lu Xiao, who was trembling uncomfortably, stopped, and sneered in his heart. Of course he is not Ah Jiu, the real Ah Jiu has been sealed in the depths of his sea of ​​consciousness.

After getting rid of the gaffe just now, Lu Xiao stood up again, Maotong looked at Sikong Yunzhou coldly, and raised his tail heavily.

Immediately after that, the white mist behind the main road accelerated, and the invisible pressure in the space became stronger.

"Be careful!" Sikong Yunzhou immediately sensed that something was wrong, and pulled Phantom's parents close to the stone wall. When he was going to hug Ah Jiu, he was dodged.

Lu Xiao dodged Sikong Yunzhou's hand and jumped to the front of the Shengmen. While speeding up to put pressure on Sikong Yunzhou, he added a seal to the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness, suppressing the consciousness that was about to move.

Bai Wu's speed was getting faster and faster, time was running out, he had to make a decision immediately, Sikong Yunzhou took a deep breath, turned around and walked to the door of life, rolled up his sleeves.

If his guess is correct, the space here is aimed at his personality weakness, and there will be anything here if he is afraid.

He was afraid of getting hurt, so he chose a bluestone road and a thorny road for him.

He cherishes his life very much, not only his own life, but also the lives of his relatives and friends, so now he is given the choice of saving the pool after school or killing his relatives.

The expression on Sikong Yunzhou's face became more and more cold, and his complexion gradually turned pale. Yes, he really regretted his life and was indeed afraid of death.

But what he knows better is that fear of death is not the same as wanting to live, what he wants more is to live, even if the price of living is a narrow escape.

Whether it is him or his relatives, or Ah Jiu, there is hope only if he is alive. He knows this better than anyone else, otherwise he would not drag his terminally ill body, build the foundation at the age of eight, and form the alchemy at the age of twenty.

In order to survive, he can not be afraid of anything, he can fight with his life.

Now there is no way out other than these two doors, so he can only take a gamble - to store up the pool with blood.

The sword blade cut through his wrist, different from the coldness of his body, Sikong Yunzhou's blood was filled with warmth, and it was falling into the stone pool under the Shengmen in strands, filling it up quickly.

Lu Xiao was squatting beside the stone pool, his nose was filled with a strong smell of blood, with a hint of sweet smell, his nose moved slightly, and he sat upright in the posture of watching with cold eyes.

It's just that I don't know why, and my heart is a little irritated.

This is the result he wants to see. Although Sikong Yunzhou is afraid of death and cherishes his life, he is obviously very rational and knows how to choose to survive.

In his mind, Sikong Yunzhou almost met the standard and could be the best candidate. He should be happy for this.

This kind of irritability was very shallow, but it did make Lu Xiao feel uncomfortable. He calmly added another seal to the sea of ​​consciousness, it must be the memory of that wisp of consciousness.

Before the arrival of the white mist, the stone pool was full, and the next moment, Sikong Yunzhou, who had lost a lot of blood, rushed forward uncontrollably, piercing through the gate of life like a wave, and came to a palace.

The scenery behind him disappeared, including Ah Jiu and Fantasia's parents.

In the center of the palace, above the gorgeous throne, a jade hair ribbon is floating in the air.

While looking around calmly, Sikong Yunzhou skillfully took out the blood-stopping powder to stop the bleeding from the wound. His face was as white as paper, his lips were pale, and his brows and eyes were a little weaker.

After the wound was treated, he continued to look at the headband above.

The hairband is exuding a faint white gleam, and the ice-blue spiritual jade at the end of the hairband is shining brightly. This is... an earth-level magic weapon? !

Sikong Yunzhou was startled, and then overjoyed, it seems that this is a great opportunity!

Just when he was thinking about how to get the magic weapon, and whether there were any traps around him, the hair above moved.

The headband raised one end in surprise and looked towards the door. Isn't this his beautiful owner? !

"Whoosh" flew into the air, and then happily rushed towards Sikong Yunzhou, beauty master, here I come!

Seeing this, Sikong Yunzhou was on full alert. He held the sword in his right hand to block it and collided with the hairband. It was clearly made of brocade cloth, but when it hit the long sword, there was a sound of metal collision.

Sikong Yunzhou's hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and a smear of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, worthy of being an earth-level magic weapon.

But at this time, the headband blocked in mid-air was stunned, seeing that Sikong Yunzhou was injured, he didn't dare to rush forward rashly.

It seems that the beautiful master... doesn't like him?What can I do, I finally found a master I like, so I can't just let it go.

The hairband floated twice in the air, and suddenly saw the bloody wound on Sikong Yunzhou's left wrist, raised half of his body excitedly, and then plunged headfirst into it.

Sikong Yunzhou's pupils shrank, and he dodged to the right while blocking, but the speed of the ground-level magic weapon was too fast, and he lost a lot of blood and was weak. In the end, the spirit jade at the end of the hairband touched his wound.

Sweeping lightly, it was slightly itchy, but without the slightest malice or harm.

As soon as the blood touched the Lingyu, he was forced to inhale it impatiently. Immediately afterwards, Sikong Yunzhou, who was about to go through a lot of difficulty to obtain the magic weapon of the earth level, was surprised to find that...

The earth-level magic weapon automatically recognizes its owner?

The hair band in mid-air slowly flew over, rubbed the young man's injured wrist affectionately, then consciously flew behind the young man, and tied the loose long hair behind his head.

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