C1176 Cardiac Distress

"Youngest junior brother, why aren't you saying anything?" If you don't want to, why don't you leave it for me? " Looking at Lin Bai's expression, Zhang Sanming couldn't help feeling astonished. He thought that Lin Bai was displeased with his words and quickly walked towards Lin Bai.

He controlled his blood aura to stop Zhang Sanmeng's momentum, and then said in a deep voice, "Don't call him anymore, and don't pay any attention to him. If he is distracted, I'm afraid he won't be able to pass this trial."

"Heart Tribulation, why don't I feel any signs of a tribulation?" Zhang SanKuang was surprised by Lin Bai's words, but he did not dare to approach him. He cautiously looked around, and then asked with a frown, "Can we help Junior Brother?"

The Tribulation of the Heart is not outside, but here. Wu Qi slowly shook his head, then he patted his chest and said, "According to my master, the first two trials are nothing. Only the last trial is the most important." A tribulation exists in one's heart. If you move according to your heart, then it goes according to your heart, and then it goes according to your heart. The external force is completely useless, so you don't have to waste any effort. "

Zhang Sanmeng remained silent after hearing this. It was as Wu Qi said. The heart is in the heart, not the heart. What was always harder to understand than ghosts and gods was the human heart. Everyone's heart was different, so the tribulation that everyone experienced was different. To be able to see through the heart tribulation, one had to hold onto one's spirit and guard as one. Their mind was as empty as one. Other than this technique, no one else could help them.

"Let's just quietly watch and see. Whether or not he can recover from this mental tribulation will depend on the little guy's luck." Wu Qi gazed at Lin Bai's expressionless face, sighed slightly, and slowly comforted him. However, for some reason, his eyes revealed an extremely curious and speculative look, as if he was thinking about something, wanting to find out whether or not that thing was real.

As the sound of his voice faded, the entire cavern fell silent. Everyone's gazes were fixated on Lin Bai, waiting in silence.

In fact, even before Chen Baian had called out to Lin Bai, he had already fallen into a dilemma. In addition, he quickly understood the nature of his tribulation. The so-called tribulation of the heart actually referred to the heart, and was also a test of the heart. Only by not being trapped in the heart could one escape from it.

And in the heart of his tribulation, Lin Bai felt like he was a spectator, witnessing everything that happened to him. Everything was so lifelike that even though he was just a spectator, Lin Bai felt as though he had returned to the past.

Coming out of the mountains; Kowtow to his respected teacher; Yan Jing City display its might; Meeting Xia Xiaoqing; Fan Yu Kicking Hall... European Journey; Reversing the Five Elements Formations; Dividing the Dragons into the Train; South Korea's Travels; Fusang's Travels... From Macao to Hong Kong Island, he entered the tomb of the First Emperor in search of immortal medicines, returning to the land sealed in dust … The scenes that followed were like a giant painting scroll that slowly unfolded in front of Lin Bai.

"Is this the Heart Tribulation …" Looking at the scenes of the past, Lin Bai couldn't help but feel a little suspicious. If this was a mental tribulation, then it would be too unreasonable.

However, the moment his thoughts appeared, the scene in his mind abruptly changed. The deduction of this gigantic picture scroll actually began to form based on Lin Bai's current condition. He had not been able to overcome the tribulation in this painting. The efficacy of the elixir had been lost, and Chen Baian could only sink into eternal oblivion; he would never be able to extricate himself from it.

In the painting, he was bitter and resentful, but he was completely unable to control the development of the situation. He could only dejectedly leave this land of dust. However, this matter had already become a knot in his heart that he couldn't unravel. Even after being reunited with the girls, he still couldn't raise his spirit, and his cultivation in the art of cultivation dropped thousands of feet from the Spirit Severing stage to the early stage of the heaven overturning stage.

And the next development of the story in the painting made Lin Bai's heart tremble with fear. Losing the huge support of Lin Bai, the Liu and He Clans' rights in Yan Jing city were quickly defeated. As for Liu and He, they died of depression due to the decline of their family. Their own uncles and aunts also went to prison. Their mother and He Jia Er also cried and washed their faces.

As for the two brothers, Liu Jinglei and Liu Jingtian, they were the ones who were ambushed during the power struggle! In the end, he died at the border, and the Liu Clan's Joss Flame Inheritance ended. He was as frightened as a stray dog.

What made Lin Bai's heart palpitate the most was that in the battle in Yan Jing, countless people like Master Gu and Dan Zhen had appeared. During that huge uproar, Zhang Sanmeng, Shen Lingfeng, and the eldest son who was far away in Europe had all personally rushed back. However, they were still unable to achieve the ultimate victory.

"All of this is just a mental tribulation, all of it is an illusion! As long as I am alive, none of this will happen! " Looking at the scenes within the painting, at the expressions of his loved ones who had either lost their lives or collapsed, Lin Bai's eyes were livid. Gritting his teeth tightly, his hands trembled as he consoled himself in his heart, controlling his mind to not be affected by the calamity.

But the following scene in the painting caused Lin Bai to no longer be able to control his mind. After the change in Beijing, under the huge influence, even the direction of the Heavenly Dao started to change. Mount Li's Hidden Dragon Cave had been completely abandoned, becoming a land of death. At that time, no matter what he had thought of, he was unable to reverse the flow of Feng Shui. He could only watch as Li Zhen passed away.

Before he could wake up from the pain of losing his son, more terrifying things followed. Because of his excessive grief, Liao Man Yun became thinner and thinner, and finally passed away. As for the pregnant Ning Huaiyan and Shen Xiaoyi, they were all too pregnant to bear the brunt of the blow. Even though Xia Xiaoqing and He Jia Er were able to maintain everything they had, their family was still in decline. Their family was old and small, so they could only live in the Maoshan Taoist temple.

However, everything was not over yet. The Lin Clan's sole child, Jing Xing, had gone down the mountain alone to bathe in the water. He had actually drowned. Liu's family had undergone a drastic change, and then suffered the pain of losing her grandson. She was unable to bear it and thus passed away. Afterwards, He Jia Er was severely injured. With the Lin Clan's strength, they were unable to bear the brunt of the rain. In the rain, He Jia Er hanged himself from a well.

"Impossible! This is impossible!" Lin Bai felt pain in his throat, his eyes were moist and hot, and his chest and abdomen were filled with an indescribable sense of frustration. He completely lost all sense of direction in his heart, wishing that he could enter the painting and reverse the situation.

Inside the cave, Zhang Sanming, who was tightly guarding Lin Bai, suddenly exclaimed, "Senior, why is little junior brother crying?" Is it because he can't withstand this mental tribulation? Should we wake him up? "

Tribulation lies in the heart. Even if you were to awaken him, he would still be trapped within the tribulation and would not be able to extricate himself. Wuzhi Qi slowly shook his head. He looked at Lin Bai with a complicated gaze, then slowly said, "And if you don't break the mental tribulation, the pills won't be effective. Do you plan to waste all your efforts and end this, allowing your Elder Chen to be eternally lost?"

Zhang Sanmeng remained silent when he heard this. The two situations that Wu Qi had mentioned were two situations that he didn't want to face. He thought that if an accident really happened then he would have to rely on himself to choose. He couldn't help but break out in cold sweat as he kept praying. He could only hope that the Heavens would pity him and remember everything his junior brother had done in the past. He didn't want to make things too difficult for him.

The Heavens did not make things difficult for Lin Bai. He was the only one who made things difficult for Lin Bai. To be more precise, the 'Lin Bai' in the painting was making things difficult for Lin Bai. In the painting, Lin Bai became even more dejected after He Jia Er hanged himself. He spent his days drinking and became a famous alcohol maniac in Mao Mountain. After getting drunk, he cried and laughed until he went crazy. No matter how Xia Xiaoqing and the other girls tried to persuade him, it was to no avail.

And Lin Bai, for the sake of his insanity in the painting, used wine to pour sorrow onto the painting, no longer had the will to fight to fight to the end, instead, he felt pain, anger. Even he himself didn't feel it. At this moment, he had already forgotten whether or not he was still in a mental tribulation. His entire heart was completely immersed in the painting, becoming one with the Lin Bai in the painting. They were both happy and sad, and it was difficult to separate them.

Damn people weren't dead, but all of them were dead. This became the favorite sentence of the painting's Lin Yemao after he got drunk. Moreover, under the stimulation of the alcohol, not only did his cultivation in the art drop to the bottom, but even his attitude towards the girls gradually became vile. Every day, when he woke up, he would pour wine on them and worry them.

But even so, the girls still did not leave him. Even when he was drunk, he pretended not to hear as he scolded the girls to leave him. He only quietly helped him to clean up the mess. It was only when there was no one around that the ladies would be at a loss for words.

It could be said that all the things that men should not have done in this world had been done cleanly by him, and even surpassed.

Just when Lin Bai thought that this was the worst possible outcome, the most unexpected thing happened. After all this had been planned, the main culprit of his wife's demise finally appeared. That person was the true master who had been hiding behind the scenes!

At this point, the speed at which the story within the painting was being pushed forward had clearly increased by countless times. The dazzling Lin Bai did not even know what exactly happened, and the scene then quickly switched to him and the True Master standing on a mountain peak. The two of them sat facing each other, and were indistinctly chatting about something.

Even though he didn't know what he was saying to the true master, Lin Bai could feel the rage within him. It was as if he was trying his best to stop what he was trying to do. But how could Lin Bai, who had already fallen to the ground, contend against a true master?

The final result was very simple. What the true master wanted to do was successfully accomplished, and besides Lin Bai who was not in the painting, and Lin Bai who was in the painting, other than the rage that was still in his heart, he was exhausted and numb.

At this moment, not only Xia Xiaoqing and the other women, but everyone he cared about was either chopped to the peak or killed by a true master! The world was so big, only Lin Bai was left alone.

As Lin Bai watched the blurry face of the true master disappear into the golden light, it was as if he had stepped into the void. Standing at the edge of the precipice, he felt an inexplicable sense of powerlessness. The current him also understood that everything he had experienced was mental tribulation, but after experiencing all sorts of events in the painting, his heart was already dead. Looking at the white clouds at the bottom of the cliff, a single tear fell to the ground.