In other words, in the eternal darkness, Zhang Ping had no idea how much time had passed.
From the extreme fear and despair at the beginning, it gradually became numb, until he didn't even know whether he was crazy or not.
He had countless hallucinations in his mind and heard all kinds of strange sounds.
Then there were no hallucinations, no strange sounds, and the only sounds in his ears were the sound of blood flowing in his body and the beating of his heart.
He seemed to have become a mindless ghost in hell.
He kept repeating eating those disgusting tapeworms to fill his stomach, meditating and practicing to replenish his soul power, and climbing.
Climb, fall, keep climbing…
He himself didn't seem to realize that as all this seemed to repeat itself endlessly, he climbed higher and higher. The height he was able to climb was already higher than the highest height he could climb in the first place.
Several times, his fingers became stronger, and his soul power became more powerful, able to easily pierce through hard rocks.
Keep repeating as this repeats.
He was so high from the pool that when he fell, a few of the bones in his body would break from time to time.
The calm and gentle water surface can shatter a practitioner's bones, which shows that the height he has climbed to is indeed terrifying.
Zhang Ping also didn't realize that his body recovered much faster than usual after the tears of flesh and blood and the shattering of bones. His body was like a dough. Every time it was slapped and kneaded, it became...
It didn't leave many hidden wounds, but became stronger and stronger... Because I couldn't go out, these days kept repeating, and any changes were meaningless.
He even seemed to be numb to the pain of the injury and had forgotten about it.
When his fingers can pierce into the hard rock without even using much soul power, when he still repeats such things one day, when he is exhausted and about to fall into the endless dark hell below again, he
But suddenly I had a feeling.
His body trembled violently.
Every inch of his skin was trembling, and blood vessels appeared on the surface of his body, swimming like earthworms.
Above his head, there was a hazy skylight.
He thought it was an illusion.
However, when various emotions began to return to his body one by one, he was sure that this was really Tianguang.
His face became more terrifying than the demon king recorded in the Purgatory Mountain classics.
Because you can imagine that when joyful smiles, painful cries, incomparable resentment, worry and fear are all in vain...and many other emotions are magnified at the same time and released on a person's face at the same time, that person's face will become
What does it look like.
Zhang Ping began to change magically.
His body began to expand and grow larger on the smooth cave wall.
He seemed to have become the real devil in the records.
He started running straight upward towards the hazy skylight above his head.
Large swaths of gravel fell down under the beating and pedaling of his palms and soles, and it took a long time for the sound of splashing water to be heard.
"ah!"
Suddenly, he covered his eyes and let out a shrill roar.
His body hit hard on the hard stone and bounced, but he did not fall.
Because he is no longer on a straight upward cave wall, but is located in a huge oval space.
There are five light pillars falling from the top of this huge space.
The light of these five light pillars is not strong. If you are inside those five light pillars and look at the outside world, you will still see darkness.
However, Zhang Ping, who had not seen any light for a long time, was hit by one of the light beams and was unable to bear it.
After the pain of burning eyes slowly subsided, Zhang Ping, whose magical power had begun to fail, tried hard to open his slightly red and swollen eyes.
He saw a huge human face.
Five beams of light shot down from the pupils, nostrils, and mouth of this huge human face.
This makes the expression on this human face seem to be mocking all living beings.
It also makes people feel that there is a fantasy world behind this face.
Directly below the five light pillars, there is a deep cave that goes straight down.
Zhang Ping didn't dare to move.
Then he remembered something. He looked at the entrance of the cave he had just crawled out of and the mouth that was no longer far away from him. He heard a loud sound in his throat and throughout his body.
Outside the light pillar is the real world.
However, everything this human face brought to him caused him to have the illusion that he was now in the real world where he existed.
His eyes slowly began to adjust.
You can see more things clearly.
Then the facial features on his face always looked very terrifying.
The space under this person's face is like a huge brain.
There are many patterns painted on the surrounding walls.
Some are runes.
Some are the bones, flesh and blood, and meridians of the human body.
He crawled towards these patterns.
He saw the text on the Purgatory Mountain Classic.
He saw the decomposition pattern of the one-wheeled metal puppet.
He saw that huge humanoid monster called Huo Kui.
He saw many totems and many people climbing in the corpse mountains and caves, but only one or two people could finally climb to the top.
He saw an extremely powerful person holding an iron sword, and the iron sword pierced more than ten practitioners wearing ancient immortal clothes.
He saw the magic change.
I saw countless flaming runes and some chains.
Then his breathing stopped completely.
He saw a lot of things in Purgatory Mountain, but there were a lot of things missing in Purgatory Mountain compared to here.
Especially when he saw the picture of flames generated outside the meridians like runes, he understood that many legends about Purgatory Mountain and this unknown land were true.
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As time passed, the snow on Qianxia Mountain began to melt, and some plants and trees sprouted buds unconsciously.
The Yunqin Empire and the Damang Dynasty have been at war for a full year.
A mang general wearing general armor stood on a fortress tower in Qianxia Mountain. He looked at the snow-covered road and felt confused. He didn't know what was waiting for him and his deployment in the new year.
What kind of fate will it be.
The people of Yunqin and Da Dexiang in several southern provinces also survived this coldest winter.
With the support of the court and the issuance of bonds, 80% of Da Dexiang's shops reopened and moved forward at a faltering pace, allowing many families in the southern provinces of Yunqin to drink but not necessarily fill their stomachs completely.
But it can warm your hands and heart, and have more hot porridge to regain your confidence in your homeland.
Measured in terms of silver taels, Da Dexiang is still in danger and seems to be falling at any time.
However, in this past winter, Da Dexiang gained something more important than silver.
Many people who could not afford to pay off their credit for the time being tried their best to do everything they could for Da Dexiang.
Da Dexiang's motorcade traveled smoothly throughout Yunqin. Even if it encountered some road sections that were already impassable, the impassable roads would be repaired or cleared by the people in a short period of time.
Wherever Da Dexiang's products are available, the vast majority of Yunqin people will not buy the same goods from other stores.
Many people left their hometowns and came to Biluoling to help cultivate farms, regardless of reward, just to contribute to Da Dexiang.
In the most difficult months when employees could not even be paid wages, in Bishui and Tianluo provinces, Da Dexiang's farm not only did not lack manpower, but also opened several more market towns and new buildings due to the arrival of many Yunqin people.
More than ten farms were established.
Yunqin's military is conducting the most stringent review since the founding of the country.
With the emperor's edict of self-reflection announced to the world, it seemed that the entire Yunqin Empire was improving, and Lin Xi seemed to have begun to become a person who held public opinion hostage with selfish anger in the minds of many people.
It's just that many people don't know that on the vast hillsides of Thousand Demons Cave, the devil's eye flowers all over the mountains and plains have grown buds and are ready to bloom.
The snow in the Dentian Mountains that blocked some of the mountain passes began to melt slowly.
In the southernmost part of Damang Purgatory Mountain, on the edge of the last extinct volcano crater within Purgatory Mountain and the Heavenly Demon Prison, in front of a palace made of black volcanic stone, several Purgatory Mountain priests are leading a team of hard workers to prepare.
Start the journey of almost death and enter the Heavenly Demon Prison.
Throughout the winter, after confirming certain information from Qingluan Academy, the need for the master of Purgatory Mountain became more urgent. A total of thirteen teams were sent into the Heavenly Demon Prison, like ants thrown into a pit of fire, heading towards
The deepest penetration of Tenma Prison.
Only one of these thirteen teams finally returned and brought back a broken soul weapon. There was no news from the remaining twelve teams.
So at this moment, the faces of the priests of Purgatory Mountain who were wearing red robes did not have their usual majesty, but looked pale and helpless.
A certain volcano in Tianmo Prison was erupting violently two days ago. Even though the sound of the eruption had stopped, a large amount of volcanic ash was still flying in from a distance like countless flying crows.
The sky over Tianmo Prison was extremely hazy from the entire sight. In the thick fog formed by black dust and thick smoke, a figure suddenly slowly emerged, walking along a road opened up by Purgatory Mountain towards the Tianmo Palace.
This palace on the edge of the prison.
Whether it was the people in this team or the several Purgatory Mountain elders who supervised the team's entry into the Heavenly Demon Prison, their eyes widened in shock.
The clothes of the people who were walking had turned into rags, but many people could still see the faint red color.
"It's him!"
"He's still alive!"
Then an elder from Purgatory Mountain recognized the figure walking out. It was Zhang Ping, who had entered the Heavenly Demon Prison long before winter.
In the next breath, his breathing and that of the other Purgatory Mountain elders beside him stopped at the same time, and the blood on his forehead kept beating.
They saw another metal figure walking behind Zhang Ping.
The lower body of the statue is a rotating metal wheel, and the upper body is a metal puppet with hands raised, like holding two crossbow barrels! This metal puppet with an aura that makes their hearts palpitate is like an attendant, following Zhang Ping.