little tailor

Chapter 174 Expectation
The door in front of him was very tall and the steps were very long, with nearly ten thousand steps. He walked step by step, the pain from the condensed sea water hitting him seemed to be still attacking him crazily, the piercing pain made him It made him crumbling, all the way from the heart-biting ants at the beginning to the numbness bit by bit later, a large amount of primordial power gathered on him.

Anyway, he's still here.

"Huh... it's really long enough..."

Lin Yan let out a long breath, raised his head with effort, and stared intently at the door in front of him.

He is like a weak ant, standing at the foot of a majestic high mountain, looking up at the majestic high mountain, from the position where Lin Yan was standing in the distance, it is almost impossible to see Lin Yan, who is so small that he can be ignored... …

This is the most peripheral door among the nine doors, and it is the smallest and shortest door among the nine doors, but even so, it is still so tall, almost breaking through the sky and the clouds.

The door is tall and wide.

It is about a hundred feet high and more than ten feet wide.

Above and below the door is a strange totem. The totem depicts a vortex of the universe. It is dark and unfathomable. One glance and you will fall deeply.

Standing here, Lin Yan is really too small, but he wants to hit this towering behemoth with his seemingly very weak body. From the visual point of view, he is absolutely like a mantis.

Of course he won't be afraid!
After nearly a month of impact, his primordial spirit has actually been solidified, but this is far from enough...

The reason why the task of knocking on the door appeared in the first place is actually very simple, because the door has no handle, there is only a bare door, and it cannot be pushed open. There is nothing in the sea of ​​consciousness, and he has no choice but to use his own body To hit hard, hoping to open the most ordinary-looking door among the nine doors.

It was only later that he realized that every time he hit the door, although his physical strength would not improve much, his primordial spirit would be greatly consolidated.

Gathering all the strength in his body, the power of the primordial spirit, the primordial spirit, and even some chaotic energy captured in the past five months, he glanced at the gate coldly, the heat in his eyes deepened, and he had accumulated all his strength. , With all his strength, Lin Yan kicked his foot on the ground suddenly, his calf bounced, and the man shot towards the gate as if he had been bombarded.

"Bang bang bang..."

Because he knew the rules of this door, Lin Yan never let go of any opportunity. He hit the door hard three times in a row, and the sound of the three explosions reached his ears.

The totem on the door seemed to flicker for a moment, but the door did not move at all. A layer of invisible ripples rippled at a place Lin Yan didn't see. Lin Yan's body.

It was such an inconspicuous rebound force, but Lin Yan was thrown back directly, like a rocket that was thrown out of the sky, and was directly smashed back under the steps with a "whoosh"— —The original location where Lin Yan was standing.

"Bang bang bang..."

A violent tearing force broke out in Lin Yan's body, like thousands of ants devouring his heart, thousands of hot sharp knives pierced his heart fiercely, and the severe pain invaded him the whole person.

The primordial spirit, the physical body and even the brain were severely torn apart.

The flesh and bones outside made a violent "crack" sound, the muscles and bones burst, almost bursting the blood vessels, and the blue veins on his arms burst fiercely, as if they would burst at any time, the whole body exploded, and blood splattered everywhere.

At the same time, his primordial spirit seemed to be smashed to the ground by a meteor hammer-like weapon, and then crushed. His whole body was almost showing an abnormal color, and he looked very scary.

His physical condition was also not good. He had a pale face, and the muscles on his face seemed to be misaligned and distorted.

He himself knew that after each impact, because of the solidification of the soul, the rebound force of the next door would become deeper and deeper, and his injuries would become heavier and heavier.

Outside, he was sitting on a wooden bed in a room in the spaceship. His robe was already soaked in sweat, and cold sweat kept coming out of his forehead, sliding down his angular and handsome face. When he got down, his body was also trembling, and the wooden bed was mixed with sweat and blood, and it was soaked all around, making people look horrified.

Behind him, an almost invisible figure was suspended in mid-air. The figure stroked his white beard and looked at Lin Yan with complex expressions in his eyes.

"Hey... how stubborn..."

Feeling heartbroken, pitiful, and relieved, I thought of it faintly in the empty room...

He observed Lin Yan for a long time, but he didn't expect that he was really on the bar with himself. He could only sigh slightly, watching Lin Yan slightly bent his fingers in mid-air, and slightly tapped towards the top of Lin Yan's head. The transparent gas suddenly shot into Lin Yan's sea of ​​consciousness.

Lin Yan, who was trembling violently, seemed to be aroused by the sudden injection of transparent gas. He paused for an instant, stopped trembling, and his twitching body finally slowed down a lot.

"It's really worrying!"

The mysterious figure shook his head helplessly, and took a last look at Lin Yan. Before he woke up, he suddenly turned into a ray of light and disappeared into the empty room without a sound.

After a long time, Lin Yan opened his eyes tremblingly. His face was still abnormally pale, but his black eyes were radiant and extremely energetic. At first glance, they seemed to be clearer and brighter. It's deep.

"Cough cough..."

At this moment, Lin Yan suddenly felt a fishy sweetness welling up in his throat, he hastily covered his lips with his hands, and after coughing twice, an abnormal blush was added to his pale face .

Because of that cough, the palm of my hand felt moist.

He slowly opened the palm of his hand, and as expected, in the palm of his hand, a smear of scarlet with a trace of black blood was quietly lying on it, which looked extremely eye-catching.

There is still a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, which is the same as the blood on the palm of his hand, also mixed with a trace of black blood.

He wasn't worried, this black thing was the toxin in his body, every time the primordial spirit condensed and the body was tempered, he would spit out a mouthful of blood like a gore, the only difference was that it was mixed with a trace of black blood.

　There was a problem with the system today, and I swallowed the two thousand words I had written long ago, so I had to catch up again at this time.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)