I Kidnapped the Timeline - Chapter 479

I kidnapped Timeline Text Volume Chapter 479 Inheritance – Control of Negative Emotions? Facing the upward steps, Feng Qi walked up step by step.

The pressure from the top of the pyramid building increased.

Fortunately, over the years of experience, he has already sharpened a very strong physique.

The increasing pressure only made him feel that his movements slowed down, like walking in water, full of resistance, but did not cause him any substantial damage.

This weight is far less than the pressure on him from the double unblocking of the magic knife.

However, starting from the 88th step, the pressure on the ladder has increased significantly, and the pace of Fengqi’s upward climb has also slowed down.

At this time, he felt as if he was carrying a big mountain on his back.

Every step turned into a difficult move under pressure.

When he stepped on the hundredth step, the pressure surged, and his waist was bent by the invisible force.

Facing the pressure, Feng Qi’s ferocity in his heart was aroused.

At this time, as long as he activates the Blood God, he will be able to easily pass the pressure challenge, but he did not do that.

When he first chose to follow the magic sword line, he decided that he would never use his innate abilities during his cultivation.

This is his practice challenge and his commitment to the magic sword.

If you turn on the Blood God when you encounter a desperate situation, then the challenge and experience will become meaningless.

The blood **** talent and other abilities will also squeeze his life potential and greatly shorten his lifespan.

This is the reason why he has never used his innate ability after so many years of experience.

In the words of the magic knife, if you choose to use your innate ability when you are in a difficult situation, then the experience will not have any effect, because you know that you still have a way out.

The significance of the challenge of ascending to the gods is to challenge the impossible and sharpen one’s own edge.

This mentality requires the determination to give up everything, and the outcome will either be broken, or the enemy will become a whetstone for your growth.

There are only these two possibilities.

For him in the experience, the talent and ability trump card is like a demon.

Once you accept that you have a retreat mentality, you will not be able to sharpen your indomitable and indomitable edge.

This is also one of the reasons why he did not choose to use “Blood God” even if he encountered the strongest enemy in his experience and growth.

At the same time, this is also the reason why the magic knife never helped him.

In the process of sharpening oneself, only oneself is the protagonist.

Under the heavy pressure, the anger in Feng Qi’s heart was aroused, sweat was flowing, he raised his right leg tremblingly, and then stepped on the 101st step ruthlessly.

Boom!

The body bends suddenly.

But his eyes were filled with endless fighting spirit.

At this moment, the body “cracked”, and the sound of interlacing bones sounded one after another.

He just straightened his body, then stepped out with his left foot and stepped on the 102 steps.

“Boss!”

At this time, Xiaoyou, who was observing the situation of Feng Qi, suddenly exclaimed, and was about to rush up to help.

But before she could fly up the stairs, she was pulled down by her armor breaking:

“Don’t disturb the boss, he is challenging himself.”

“But the boss looks very painful.” Xiaoyou said with a worried expression.

“Don’t worry, he can’t die. If he really can’t climb up, he can’t let himself die on it. His fighting style is brutal and domineering, but he’s not stupid.”

After hearing the persuasion of Shattering Armor, Xiaoyou nodded ignorantly.

Turning her head to look at Feng Qi, whose body was trembling on the steps, she couldn’t hide the worry in her eyes.

At this time, only Lei Ting’s expression was indifferent, standing in front of Xiaoyou and Po Jia with bare buttocks, looking at Feng Qi and whispering contemptuously:

“This guy’s experience is looking for guilt in my opinion, but the black knife in his hand is a bit interesting. I can’t see through the material. Although it is far from the level of a miracle, it can definitely be called a miracle. An artifact.”

Speaking of which, there was a trace of greed in Lei Ting’s eyes:

“If the stinky boy unfortunately dies on it, I will inherit this magic knife. I will be your new boss.”

Hearing these words, Xiaoyou and Sunder Armor were obviously accustomed to it, and they didn’t even bother to pay attention to Lei Ting.

The harsh words of Thunder over the years can add up to make a brick-thick book.

At this moment, Sunder Armor stretched out his hand and flicked at the back of Lei Ting’s head, making a crisp sound, and said coldly:

“To shut up.”

Lei Ting was bounced forward and staggered several steps forward, then turned around in anger:

“Armor-broken brat, you are challenging the majesty of this king. If it were five years ago, I would have imprisoned you and made your life worse than death!”

“Oh, what a pity.”

Sunder Armor’s expression was indifferent, and he looked up at Feng Qi, who was still struggling to climb, and didn’t want to pay any attention to Thunder.

“The boss said that in your current state, you are like an emperor who has become a commoner in the family. He can only find a sense of existence by speaking harshly, so he often behaves in a state of anger and despair, in order to cover up his inner sadness and dissatisfaction.”

Xiaoyou also whispered BB at this time.

This heart-piercing remark made Lei Ting’s angry expression instantly freeze.

At this time, Feng Qi had reached the 103rd step.

The pressure has reached the limit of his body’s tolerance, he clenched his teeth, and strands of blood flowed from his lips.

Under the high pressure, changes are taking place in his body.

His body regards pressure as a whetstone, and the challenge of ascending to the gods, which Feng Qi has never opened before, is opened at this time.

Under absolute pressure, his physical fitness began to improve steadily.

The initial changes started with the bones, his bone density started to change, and then the internal organs.

Under extreme pressure, there is a layer of black mist on the surface of the organ, and the organ changes and changes under the nourishment of the black mist, and the strength is continuously improved.

At this time, Feng Qi was completely trying to test on the edge of death.

The pressure would burst his body at any time, but he did not choose to retreat.

After finally starting to challenge the cultivation of God, how could he give up the precious opportunity to become stronger?

Driving his whole body strength, he roared and took a step forward with his right leg.

At this moment, the body suddenly sank.

Barely holding back the pressure, he shivered and slowly straightened his upper body.

At this moment, the black mist leaked out of his body and swirled around him.

Extreme growth under extreme pressure, this is the essence of the challenge of ascending to the gods, sharpening one’s own edge on the edge of extreme and death.

This is also the reason why the previous wielders of the magic sword continue to challenge the strong.

The focus is not on the strong, but on extreme pressure.

The sound of bones rubbing sounded, and under the pressure, the blood in the body was like the sea surface in a storm, setting off a stormy sea, and speeding up the flow in his body.

At this time, the body seems to be undergoing remodeling.

There is a mysterious power that germinates under extreme pressure, slowly wandering through the meridians and organs in his body, nourishing his body.

The magic knife suspended at the bottom also trembled at this moment.

Feng Qi’s body is integrated with the magic sword, the magic sword is a part of his body, and his body is also a part of the magic sword.

Under the influence of each other, the power of the magic knife is also slowly rising in the process of tempering.

After breathing for a few minutes, Feng Qi could clearly feel that his physical fitness had been tempered under pressure, and the pressure from the top of the pyramid was no longer unbearable.

This has nothing to do with the reduction of pressure, but his physical fitness has withstood the pressure during the tempering, his physical strength has increased, and he has gradually adapted to the pressure.

Feng Qi was surprised by the speed at which his strength increased.

It’s no wonder that the previous masters of the magic sword will inevitably go to the gods to challenge cultivation.

After each challenge, the strength improvement obtained is incomparable to ordinary cultivation growth.

At this time, he took a brand new step upwards and came to the 105th order.

At the same time as the pressure surged, the gradually thinning black mist surrounding the body also surged.

The body under extreme pressure seems to have its potential activated. Mysterious powers continue to emerge to offset the pressure and at the same time strengthen his physical fitness.

After a few minutes of persistence, Feng Qi could clearly feel that the pressure began to decrease.

Correspondingly, the black mist surrounding his body also became thinner.

Under the challenge of ascending to the gods, he needs to be under extreme pressure at all times. When the pressure is reduced, the state of potential stimulation will also weaken.

So Feng Qi stepped onto the 106th step.

When he stood on the 106th step, a smile suddenly appeared on Feng Qi’s face.

There are still two steps up, but he has already seen his victory, and he feels that he has passed this challenge.

With the belief of winning, he took another step straight up.

At the same time as his body sank suddenly, he opened his mouth and coughed out a pool of blood.

At the same time as the body trembled violently, the black mist surrounding the body soared, the body seemed to be calcined in a high-temperature furnace, and the muscles were tensed to the extreme.

Feng Qi’s vision was already covered in black mist, and he smelled the breath of death.

But he had long since shaken off his fear of death.

Countless restarts, he will experience a death every time he sacrifices.

From the initial fear of death, now he has been exempted from the suffocation caused by death, so he tightened the muscles of his whole body, raised his legs with gritted teeth and trembling, and decided to pursue the victory while taking the last step, challenging the cultivation of the gods to achieve the greatest effect. change.

But as soon as the right leg was lifted, it fell again under pressure.

The failure did not make Feng Qi give up, he tried again under pressure.

The color of blood vaguely appeared in the black mist surrounding the body, which was the color of Feng Qi’s blood oozing out of the pores under pressure.

Death is bullying, and Feng Qi’s body has also entered the final decisive stage of this challenge.

With gritted teeth and roars, he suddenly raised his right leg and took the last step, ascending the last step.

The skyrocketing pressure he imagined did not come, and he found that the pressure on his body suddenly disappeared at this moment.

Thump!

Under inertia, Feng Qi stumbled and fell.

The black fog surrounding the body also dissipated at this time.

Just when he wanted to stand up, he suddenly found that his body had changed.

The heavy and powerful thump of the heartbeat sounded in the ear.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

His heart beat faster, and Feng Qi found that his body seemed to be undergoing nirvana.

During this period, his body crackled like a lit firecracker.

At this moment, he closed his eyes and began to perceive the transformation of his body.

This process lasted for half an hour. When he opened his eyes, he found that his vision became extraordinarily clear, and his hearing was significantly improved. The chatting sounds of Xiaoyou and the others under the pyramid were clear.

As he clenched his fists, he felt a jet-black flame burning violently in his body.

This is the first time he has performed the Ascension Challenge, and he is very pleasantly surprised by the significant improvement brought.

After the physical fitness has been greatly improved, he is now fully confident to challenge the third unblocking of the magic sword.

But before that, he has one more thing to do.

Turning his eyes to the front, the tower spire, which was originally shrouded in hazy halo, came into contact with his line of sight, and spread out to the sides like mist, revealing a white skeleton sitting cross-legged.

Under the erosion of time, the clothes on the bones have rotted, and a gust of wind hits, and the clothes without a barrier dissipate with the wind.

What caught Feng Qi’s attention was that a black cube the size of a palm was suspended above the head of Sen Bai’s skeleton.

Curious about what legacy the deceased left behind, he immediately stepped forward and reached out to grab the black cube.

When his right hand came into contact with the black cube, the black cube quickly melted away, and the black liquid spread to both sides like a picture scroll.

The distorted words appeared on the scroll one after another.

But even the Fengqi who has studied domain studies cannot interpret these words.

At this moment, the magic knife suspended under the building suddenly flew to his side.

Compared to the fact that he had to work so hard to get here, the magic knife could easily pass through the pressure barrier.

“Brother Dao, can you understand the text above?”

“can.”

“What did it say above?”

Facing his question, the magic knife immediately began to translate the text on the scroll.

According to the description of the magic knife, the text above is the autobiography of the inheritor.

The inheritor’s name is “Zai Lin”, and his race used to be the dominant force in the eighth-layer small world of Yanyu, but the brilliance of the race did not last long, and he encountered a powerful external enemy in a war of external expansion.

In the end, the invasion war was turned into an anti-invasion war. Zailin’s race was defeated, most of the tribe died, and a small number of people fled and wandered.

Zai Lin is also a member of the fugitive vagabond.

The escape journey can be described as very unfortunate. On the way, they encountered many plunders, and their clansmen suffered heavy casualties.

When they fled to a relatively safe area, almost all the migrants died, only he and his two younger brothers survived.

Zai Lin’s tragic experience is not over.

In the following years, he took his two younger brothers to set off again for food, during which the two younger brothers died one after another.

In order to survive, Zai Lin endured many hardships.

He was once caught by a race as an experiment for testing drugs. During that time, his skin festered on a large scale. If he hadn’t escaped by chance, he would have died.

Later, he was tortured by a madman who was also an exile while he was wandering, and he was lucky again.

There are many other tragic experiences.

Zai Lin, who had survived many disasters, was full of pain at that time. During that time, he was riddled with negative emotions, his emotions were on the verge of collapse all day, and he wanted to end his life many times.

In the midst of pain and repeated torture, Zai Lin did not choose to give up in the end~www.mtlnovel.com~ In order to solve spiritual problems, through 300 years of exploration and understanding, he has a deeper understanding of negative emotions, and for this A special method has been developed.

Zai Lin named this method “Negative Lin”.

At the bottom of the picture scroll is the mastering method of negative presence.

The first line is:

Tribute to those who do not give up in despair.

The second line is:

The demon suppressed in your heart can also be your most powerful weapon.

……

Seeing this, Feng Qi’s heart skipped a beat.

As for the way to master negative emotions, he has searched for multiple timelines, but he still has no clue.

But he didn’t expect to have a way to control negative emotions in front of him now.

He instantly felt tears welling up in his eyes.

He has a clear understanding of how bad his luck is. Compared with the luck of the Lord of the Mist, he feels that he is like a passerby in China, and he has no luck.

Now, he finally got the chance he wanted.

According to the description on the scroll, this method not only allowed him to control his negative emotions, but even allowed him to use negative emotions as weapons.

This method fits him perfectly.

With anticipation, he said excitedly:

“Brother Dao, please continue to translate the following content.”

Thinking that the problem of his negative emotions is about to be solved, Feng Qi feels that this journey of experience is too worthwhile.

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