C21

The first round of the Martial Immortal School's examination lasted for one month. Tens of thousands of people came, and in the end, only three hundred were passed. This also made Fang Li realize that it was not because the Martial Immortal School's exam was simple, but because the three of them were lucky enough.

Right now, more than three hundred people are gathered on an empty space. Amidst the clouds and mist in front of them, a seven-story tower stands tall, and a ruddy old man says, "This tower is the place where you will take the second and final exam. The people who pass are the Martial Immortal School's disciples, and after entering, you have to keep going forward no matter what you see or hear. Do not stop. "

After the old man finished speaking, he waved his hand and three hundred people were led into the tower. The moment he entered, he could no longer see any trace of the people around him. However, after passing the first trial, these three hundred people weren't too nervous.

Fang Li saw that there was no one around and cautiously took a step forward. At the same time, his consciousness began to communicate with the green-clad girl.

"This is an illusion. You only need to persevere and persevere, that's good. In here, what is tested is only your willpower, but it is also the most difficult trial in the path of martial arts. I hope you can achieve a good result. That old man is right. The only thing you need to do in this stage is to persevere regardless of what you see or hear. The azure-dressed woman said faintly.

As the girl in green finished speaking, Fang Li pushed open a door, and the golden color before his eyes changed drastically. He saw his grandfather, Fang Chen, lying weakly on the bed, black blood flowing from his mouth.

"Illusion, but this illusion is so real." Fang Li's heart trembled as he mumbled to himself, looking at Fang Chen with an anxious expression in his weakened state. It was as if there was something important that Fang Li had to say, causing Fang Li to feel terrible in his heart. Although he knew that this was an illusion, the incredibly realistic scene caused Fang Li to hesitate to step forward.

Turning his head, Fang Li forced himself not to look at Fang Chen. He kept on telling himself in his heart that his grandfather had already died. This was an illusion, an illusion.

After a few steps, Fang Li pushed open the second door and saw his father from his memory, Fang Lin Tao. At this moment, Fang Lin Tao was tied to a metal pillar, his hair disheveled, and countless wounds of various sizes covered his body. The moment Fang Li entered, Fang Lin Tao lifted his head, looked at Fang Li with a pale face, and asked, "How is Yuan Lu now, and is your grandfather doing well?"

"Li'er, save me …."

Fang Li closed his eyes, not daring to look at Fang Lin Tao. He continued to walk forward, telling himself over and over that he was in an illusion, an illusion.

When he pushed open the third door, his mother, Guan YunLan, appeared in front of him, protecting him with all her might. Fang Li could even feel the warmth of his mother's embrace, the tears in her eyes falling as she hugged Fang Li and said, choked with sobs, "Your father is dead too. Li'er, your father's corpse was brought back."

Fang Li's heart ached. Could it be that his worst guess had come true? After a moment of absent-mindedness, Fang Li was jolted awake, slowly but firmly continuing forward.

The third and fourth doors respectively revealed the most important people by Fang Li's side. They were either waiting for him to rescue them or wanting to tell him something, but Fang Li kept a trace of clarity in his heart and kept telling himself that everything was fake.

The instant Fang Li pushed open the fifth door, tears streamed down his face.

The person lying in front of him had actually once lived through the experiences of this world. Fang Li did not dare to look at his closest kin who had died. He was truly afraid that he would stop.

This woman was the woman who had accompanied him for six years. After her next of kin passed away, she lost her patience and left with determination. It was also because of her departure that he had been so intoxicated that he had lost a bit of his yearning for life. It also made Fang Li give up on struggling. He gave up on all thoughts of unwillingness. He also gave up on all thoughts of the future.

"I have my own difficulties. You know why I left you; I was forced. Now that I've returned, are you still willing to stay with me?" The woman said one sentence after another with tears in her eyes as she looked at Fang Li affectionately.

Fang Li's mind was blank, but he stopped moving and continued forward.

He didn't even know what he should say to that woman, or what he should say to comfort himself. He no longer blindly told himself that this was an illusion, and now that he continued to walk forward step by step, perhaps he really hoped that the scene was real. However, the moment such a scene appeared, Fang Li's mind would reject it extremely.

This kind of scene happened countless times during the days of him being drunk and dreaming, appearing in every one of his dreams. And in the end, as long as such a scene appeared, Fang Li would know that this was a dream, because so many, many such dreams appeared.

The blank Fang Li walked to the next door just like that. He pushed it open and saw himself.

"Wake up, there's no Yuan Lu, there's no Profound Dragon Continent, all of this is your dream."

He was drunk. He looked so much like he had in those days when he was drunk and in a dream. There was a mocking expression on his face. It was as if he was telling himself that everything that had happened was just an illusion.

These words were like a heavy hammer to the current Fang Li.

The fusion of two lifetimes' worth of memories was not enough to solve the mystery of what had happened. Deep in his heart, he had always been filled with confusion. To Fang Li and himself, these words were fatal.

"If all of this is a dream, then is the death of my grandfather, Fang Chen, the danger of the Yuan Lu Kingdom, as well as the incomparably clear memories of this life that I have in my soul enough to explain with just a dream? Think of all of this as a dream, and you can escape from all of this. "

"Experience can change a lot of things. My memories of the Yuan Lu Country are so clear. These experiences are no longer what I was before."

The question that Fang Li had been questioning four years ago had now reappeared and touched something deep within Fang Li's heart. However, after four years and after the fusion of his soul, Fang Li no longer had any doubts about what was happening here. It was just a dream.

When he pushed open the door, there was a ray of blinding sunlight. Fang Li closed his eyes subconsciously, then opened them. As he opened them, the ruddy old man was looking at him with a smile. "That's right. You have already passed the Seven Passion Tower and become a disciple of my Martial Immortal School."

Fang Li clasped his hands at the old man and looked at the few people behind the old man. Then, he also took a step forward and stood still.

Fang Li seemed calm on the surface at what had just happened, but in reality, his heart was unable to calm down for a long time.

As for the other him who appeared last, the words he said caused great waves to rise in Fang Li's heart. How could he be as calm as he appeared on the surface? Fang Li had long since ceased suspecting truth and falsehood. The question of who did this, who could split a person's soul into two, go through different lives, how that half of his soul could reach this world, why he did this, and how he could remain calm in his heart.