Traveling through the space passage, when his vision became clear again, Feng Qi found that he had arrived at the Blood Soul Tribe's territory.

Looking ahead, there are countless suspended islands.

Each island is located at a different height and is connected to each other by black energy chains, surrounding a super-large suspended island in the center like a mountain, like stars over the moon.

In the very center of the island, a dark red flag was erected high and fluttering in the wind. There seemed to be a mysterious force sucking into his consciousness, as if it was trying to swallow his soul.

Regarding this flag, the Lord of the Mist had an explanation in the previous article about the future dream.

He said that this flag is called the "Blood Soul Flag", it is a miraculous artifact, and it is also the treasure of the Blood Soul Clan.

All lives and souls killed by the Blood Soul Clan will be trapped in the Blood Soul Flag and become part of their power.

Today, 1,500 years later.

I don't know how many souls are imprisoned in this blood soul flag. Waving the flag can summon billions of evil spirits to help fight. This is much stronger than Jian Ji's million sword spirit array.

This flag is also the strongest guarantee that the Blood Soul Clan can become one of the eight royal families in the future world.

At this time, under their feet was a platform formed from the fragments of an approximately 10-square-meter island.

There are many such floating platforms nearby. Whenever a space vortex appears, the floating platform will automatically fly away and catch the figure walking out of the space channel.

"Uncle Qi, let's go."

As he spoke, ice mist appeared under Zhang Daowen's feet, carrying him to fly to a small island below the Blood Soul Clan's main island.

During the flight, Feng Qi couldn't help but curiously asked:

"Xiaowen, have you been here before?"

"I have been here, but not to the training platform. In addition to the training platform, the Blood Soul Clan also has many other facilities open to the public, such as the trading market. In addition to the nearby forces that are at war with the Blood Soul Clan, external forces only need to provide resources.

Using the Blood Soul Clan's facilities can be regarded as an additional resource income channel for the Blood Soul Clan, and it can bring considerable benefits to the Blood Soul Clan every year."

After flying for a long time, they arrived at the small island below the main island of the Blood Soul Tribe and began to land.

At this time, a black shadow appeared from nowhere and blocked their path.

After a brief blur, Feng Qi saw clearly the face of the person blocking the road.

It has dark red eyes, a human-like shape, and is about 1.6 meters tall. It is wearing a thin black gauze shirt made of an unknown material. There is a dark red flag pattern imprinted on its right arm, and its left and right cheeks are on each side.

Tattooed with three dark red diagonal lines.

Its eyes were cold, and it said in a deep voice:

"What's the purpose of coming here?"

Facing the inquiry, the little guy stretched out his hand and pressed it between his eyebrows. He saw a stream of light pulled out from his eyebrows, and finally turned into a shining golden crystal in the palm of the little guy's hand:

"Borrow the training platform for use."

The members of the Blood Soul Clan reached out to take the golden crystal handed over by the little guy, checked their consciousness and said coldly:

"There are not enough resources, only one person is allowed in."

The little guy was not surprised when he heard these words, but nodded and looked at Feng Qi and said:

"Uncle Qi, you go in, I'll wait outside."

Seeing this scene, Feng Qi felt a trace of guilt in his heart.

It can be seen that the little guy's resources are limited, but with the strength of the little guy, he could have better development.

Obviously, he gave as much resources as possible to the humans in Daybreak City.

While sighing in his heart, he nodded and said:

"good."

At this time, the little guy reached out and patted his back. He felt a cold breath invade his back, and then his vision blurred briefly. When it became clear again, he found that he had appeared on the training platform.

The platform is about the size of a football field and is shrouded in an almost transparent material.

At this time, there are already dozens of figures on the platform taking the heart training challenge.

As he breathed, the mysterious substance poured into his body. Feng Qi suddenly felt dizzy and his vision began to blur.

Realizing that he was about to enter the realm of mental refining, he immediately found a corner and sat down cross-legged.

Soon his vision was spinning.

In an instant, countless colorful threads appeared in front of my eyes, and then blurry statues appeared in my field of vision, and a heavy sense of historical vicissitudes came to my face.

The mottled marks on the statue are filled with the breath of endless time.

There are a total of eighteen statues, each with a gemstone inlaid between its eyebrows.

The gems on the first two statues have dimmed, which is obviously related to the fact that he passed the Heart Refining Challenge twice.

The first two challenges were the difficulty of traveling and the difficulty of immortality.

Among them, the difficulty of walking requires walking 300,000 miles on foot without any special abilities, stepping on mountains and rivers, and measuring the world.

It is difficult to live forever because he needs to experience death over and over again and find a way to live forever in death.

Both challenges are soul-strengthening.

Each one is not easy to complete, but each time he completes the challenge, his mood can be sublimated.

This is why the Heart Exercise Challenge can curb negative emotions.

Although the heart training challenge cannot erase negative emotions, it is equivalent to expanding the pool of stored negative emotions so that one can accommodate more negative emotions.

At this time, the third statue from left to right among the eighteen statues opened its eyes.

Suddenly the gem embedded in the forehead of the statue shone with light.

The statue waved and pointed at him, and the world in front of him was pierced by his fingers and began to fall off like broken glass.

Before he fainted, he heard an old voice in his mind:

[Everything is suffering, and you can only overcome it by yourself. The third level of the eighteen difficulties is the difficulty of the mind!]

The old voice echoed in his mind, and as the scene in front of him completely shattered, darkness completely enveloped him.

Consciousness also fell into silence at this moment.

After an unknown amount of time, a banging sound on his head woke him up from his deep sleep.

Slowly raising his head, his vision became clear from blur. He was shocked to find that he was sitting in a familiar classroom. Sitting next to him was his former friend Mo Fei. He turned to look out the window, and the sunshine was just right.

Looking at the podium, Lao Wang stood in the mottled light and shadow, looking at him with anger on his face.

"Feng Qi, I want you to stand up and answer the question!"

At this time, Feng Qi has lost the memory of the Eighteen Difficulties Challenge, and the memory in his mind is still stuck in the time line that he is constantly crossing, and the struggle to save the future.

When I suddenly woke up, the efforts of multiple timelines seemed like a long dream.

The unremitting efforts in memory are like imaginary scenes that move you.

"Seal the chess!"

Lao Wang roared again, and Mo Fei beside him was so frightened that his face turned pale, he kept winking at him, and even pinched his thigh with his hand.

The pain in his legs made him realize that this was not a dream.

He also stood up at this time and faced Lao Wang.

After answering Lao Wang's question, when he sat down again, his consciousness was still a little dazed, and he felt that everything around him was so unreal.

Is it really just a dream?

"Narrator!"

He called out in his heart, but the narrator's voice did not appear.

"Narrator son!"

This time he changed his approach, but the narrator still did not appear. If it were normal, the narrator would inevitably jump out and start a verbal fight with him.

In a trance, he finished the class.

After class, he was stopped by Lao Wang and asked why he slept in class.

Faced with Lao Wang's concern, Feng Qi chose to deal with it, and he didn't know what was wrong with him.

At this time, he couldn't even tell whether it was a dream or reality.

After returning to the dormitory, he ignored Mo Fei's inquiry and began to check online information.

But the results he got were incredible.

There is no information related to Wei Wei on the Internet, and there is no student Mu Qing in the Star City Forum.

The facts were before him, but he still didn't believe that everything he experienced was an illusion.

Wei Wei, Mu Qing, Lin Ran, Lu Yue, Mu Yan, Lao Mi, the little guy... They are all fresh lives in Feng Qi's eyes, how could they be just dreams.

How could a dream be so real?

In order to prove that everything he experienced was real, Feng Qi asked for leave from Lao Wang that afternoon and left Star City No. 1 Middle School.
To be continued...