0933, That Door
"Let's get into the fun part."
There was a gleam of excitement in Jiemie's eyes.
The extremely sublimated Li Xiaofei in front of him was a shining seasoning in his long and boring life.
He took a deep breath. .??.
All the purple flames in the sky were internalized and collected into his body, making his body, which was originally no different from that of a normal person, suddenly stained with a lavender mist, as if wisps of purple air were ejected from every pore.
His muscles also began to bulge, becoming extremely visually explosive.
No longer using the Dao principle fighting method.
This time, Jiemie chose to confront the extremely sublimated Li Xiaofei head-on.
Bang!
The fist and the sword collided.
The terrifying energy formed visible ripples in the void, spreading out, making the originally extremely stable space barrier of Jiemie Land shattered like layers of transparent glass plates in an instant.
This level of battle is almost beyond the emperor level.
Li Xiaofei's body was burning with pure golden flames. In the end, the sword turned into a rain of light, attached to his body, and became part of the energy.
He felt unprecedentedly powerful.
Any random thought seemed to be able to shatter the galaxy.
Punch.
The fist flame was like a sword.
The fist that condensed the sword and sword intent was the strongest force in this universe and this world.
Boom!
Fists hit each other.
Jiemie's fist burning with purple light finally broke.
Most of his arm turned into powder.
The trend of collapse spread to the shoulder.
"Kill."
Li Xiaofei was like a killing god.
He knew that he couldn't hold on for too long in this state.
If he couldn't kill or seriously injure Jiemie in a short time, everything would be meaningless.
Attack at the speed of light.
Don't give Jiemie any breathing space.
"Hehe..."
Jiemie laughed softly, with excitement and madness burning in his eyes.
The shattered arm recovered in an instant.
But his right chest was instantly pierced by Li Xiaofei's fist again.
Unable to stop it.
Absolutely unstoppable.
He felt that in the source of Li Xiaofei's burning power, there was a strange attribute, which was an existence beyond the Tao, completely restraining his power of annihilation, enough to shatter his body in an instant.
This really meant raising his head.
Jiemie became more and more excited.
For countless years, in his long life, he felt this feeling of being crushed for the first time.
This feeling was very... fresh.
The golden light on Li Xiaofei's body burned more and more fiercely, and the blooming light illuminated the entire space, almost dyeing the entire annihilation space into pure gold.
The whispers and blessings of thousands of human comrades seemed to come to his ears.
That was the power of faith.
Faith was condensing.
Faith was burning.
Every pore of Li Xiaofei's body burst out with golden divine light.
His eyes turned into hot gold.
Every blow of his seemed to be the condensation of the common will of thousands of human beings.
The punch was like a dragon.
Constantly shattering Jiemie's body.
Jiemie was constantly recovering and reorganizing.
But the smile on Jiemie's face became more and more intense.
"I could have delayed until you finished burning and then killed you, but what's the point of that?"
Jiemie laughed and said, "If we were in another place, you might really be able to seriously injure me, but unfortunately here... I am immortal."
After saying that, endless purple flames suddenly bloomed in his body, and in a ten-thousandth of a second, he resisted Li Xiaofei's attack.
His left hand made a stroke in the void.
A long-distance space crack bloomed.
Through the crack, you can see the end of another space.
Li Mu's body was shattered and killed by the purple flame version of Li Mu, destroying the foundation and origin of the Tao, and completely fell into the void of the Land of Jiemie.
The power of the origin of the human race's immortal emperor that was scattered in the void was also detained and could no longer return to disintegrate between heaven and earth.
This means that even if the throne is vacant, the human race cannot condense a new immortal emperor.
Cut the grass and eradicate the roots.
The purple flame replica of Li Mu crossed the cracks in the void and came to Jiemie, merging into his body.
The purple light burning all over Jiemie suddenly became stronger, almost tangible, and exuded a strange and destructive aura.
His strength was enhanced again.
This enhancement was not even just the enrichment of the replica returning.
Some of it even absorbed the source of power after Li Mu's death.
Li Xiaofei broke through the purple flame troubles, punched again, and attacked continuously, attacking desperately.
But this time, Jiemie's resistance obviously became effective.
His body was no longer so fragile.
Instead, it could withstand several consecutive blows before it began to break.
Li Xiaofei noticed this change.
There was no anxiety or fear in his eyes.
There was only a crazy burning fighting spirit.
If the comrades who fought side by side have died, then those who are still alive should use all their strength to defeat the enemy. At such a moment, any sad and angry emotions are redundant.
Li Xiaofei had only one thought in his mind -
Fight!
He burned himself at all costs, and put all his strength into this battle without any reservation.
If the sublimation is as short-lived as a flower that blooms and then withers, then let this moment become a brilliant eternity.
Burn.
Burn madly.
Li Xiaofei had blocked all distracting thoughts in his mind, and he only swung his fists wildly, wanting to completely kill everything that stood in his way.
And Jiemie gradually became crazy.
"Haha, come on, this feeling is really wonderful, this is what I'm looking forward to."
Jiemie's face became hideous.
It was an expression of excitement mixed with madness, almost perverted.
In fact, Jiemie itself was not normal. In the eternal loneliness and long years, even a mentally normal person would become crazy under the endless invasion of time.
The most powerful existences in the two universes completely gave up defense and continued to attack each other.
Crazy destruction of each other.
Time passed.
The length of time that Li Xiaofei persisted in the extremely burning state surprised himself.
In the blink of an eye, ten years have passed. <
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The thousands of whispers and prayers surrounding Li Xiaofei became louder and louder, as if the entire human race was contributing their own strength, surrounding him, shouting, cheering, sacrificing and dedicating.
Finally, Jiemie was unable to withstand Li Xiaofei's crazy attack, and his body began to break.
Purple blood dyed the whole sky red.
Li Xiaofei's body was also covered with wounds and cracks.
There was still a lavender force in the wound, corroding his body.
"Really strong."
Jiemie also exclaimed.
Li Xiaofei's threat was beyond his imagination. It was incredible for him to persist for such a long time. Even for the human immortal emperor, burning for such a long time should be exhausted.
But Li Xiaofei was obviously the weakest among the six human immortal emperors, but he persisted for such a long time under the condition of extreme sublimation and burning.
Is this the reason why the other five immortal emperors have been waiting and cultivating Li Xiaofei?
Jiemie became more and more excited.
"Then let you despair completely."
He once again split open the space barrier of Jiemie Land.
Another battlefield appeared.
Ding Haoren was gone.
There was only a broken rusty sword and a broken knife with only the handle left in the void, and a few pieces of blue shirts stained with emperor blood fell.
The cloned purple flame version of Ding Hao only had half of his body left, but he obviously still had a strong fighting power.
The winner was clear at a glance.
The cloned Ding Hao crossed the space gap and entered the body of Jiemie in an instant.
Jiemie's originally broken body was instantly restored.
"The last one is over."
He laughed.
Opening a new space gap.
Another battle has also come to an end. Ye Qingyu's residual soul floated in the void, and his body was broken and destroyed!
"Everything belongs to me."
Jiemie laughed crazily, taking the cloned purple flame version of Ye Qingyu into his body, and at the same time, across an infinite distance, he captured Ye Qingyu's residual soul and crushed it suddenly.
He suddenly stopped laughing, looked at Li Xiaofei coldly, and said: "Now, the reinforcements you are looking forward to are gone, and only you are left."
After taking five clones into his body in succession, Jiemie's strength expanded to a terrifying state that could not be achieved at the beginning of his heyday.
Li Xiaofei's expression was cold.
There was no sadness or joy on his face.
He burned all his strength, no longer had any entanglement or hesitation, and burst out all of himself at this moment.
At this point in the battle, he was no longer worried or afraid.
If the result is not satisfactory, then perhaps this is the final answer.
Go all out.
Leave the rest to fate.
Li Xiaofei turned into the hottest light and rushed towards Ji Mie.
Ji Mie's figure suddenly expanded and rose, and then turned into an endless purple light, completely submerging Li Xiaofei.
"It's all over."
Ji Mie's whisper echoed between heaven and earth.
...
...
A ray of golden sunlight shone in through the gap in the curtains.
Li Xiaofei suddenly opened his eyes.
He was troubled by unprecedented weakness.
He tried to raise his hand and rub his eyes, and then gradually adapted to the light around him.
The noisy radio was playing the morning news, which was about the latest developments in the Russian-Ukrainian war.
A faint smell of disinfectant filled the air.
Li Xiaofei found himself lying on a hospital bed, wearing a light blue striped hospital gown.
There was a hospital band on his wrist.
On the table beside the bed, there was a mobile phone.
He subconsciously picked up the phone and glanced at the big screen.
September 17, 2023.
Sunday.
"What's going on?"
Back to the past?
Hallucination, or something else?
He tried to sit up, looked at the surrounding environment, and confirmed again that he was in a hospital, but the hospital environment was a little strange, not familiar to him.
Li Xiaofei rubbed his temples.
The immortal power and energy in his body had long disappeared, and he was now like a weak ordinary person.
There was a noise in his ears.
Li Xiaofei turned his head.
He saw two young men who were also wearing hospital gowns, sitting on the bed next to them, playing chess. One of them seemed to have run out of tricks and directly overturned the chessboard.
Li Xiaofei was stunned.
Because he knew these two people.
Ding Hao, Ye Qingyu.
Why are they here too?
"Are you awake?"
Ding Hao turned his head to look at Li Xiaofei and said, "Nurse Xiao Tan said that you should take medicine now that you are awake."
He pointed to the white plastic box on the table next to him.
There were five or six white and blue pills and capsules in it. I don’t know what diseases they were used to treat.
“Why are you here?”
Li Xiaofei asked instead of taking medicine.
Ye Qingyu said, “We have been here for five years. Are you not sick again?”
Li Xiaofei was startled.
Has he been sleeping for five years?
After the battle with Jiemie, he did not die, but fell into a deep sleep... But what about Ding Hao and Ye Qingyu?
He looked at the strap on his wrist.
In addition to recording his personal information, it also recorded the name of the hospital and the name of the responsible nurse.
The First Psychiatric Hospital of the City.
Responsible nurse: Tan Qingying.
Li Xiaofei looked at the information and could not help but fall silent.
“Nurse, nurse, Writer Li is awake.” Ding Hao on the side had already shouted loudly as if to take credit.
The door of the ward was opened.
A female nurse in a white nurse uniform came in. She was slim, beautiful, and wearing white flat shoes. She was about 1.68 meters tall. When she saw Li Xiaofei, she smiled and said, "Are you awake? Did you take the medicine obediently?"
Li Xiaofei was stunned and said, "Miss?"
It was Tan Qingying.
The female nurse in front of him looked exactly like his wife. She was wearing a well-fitting nurse uniform, which actually gave him a sense of role-playing.
"Hehe, I'm not the protagonist in your story, Writer Li, take the medicine quickly."
Tan Qingying brought a glass of water to Li Xiaofei's mouth, and helped him sort out the medicine. Like coaxing a child, she said in a gentle voice, "Be good, you didn't behave well yesterday and annoyed Doctor Sun. If you don't take the medicine obediently today, the dosage will be increased."
Li Xiaofei: "..."
His mind was a little confused.
It seemed that the current situation was not the scene of him recovering from his serious injuries after the war.
It was like...
back to the past. .??.??
He pushed the medicine in front of him away and jumped off the bed: "I want to go outside for some fresh air."
As he said that, he walked straight out of the ward regardless of Tan Qingying's obstruction.
"Hey, hey? You haven't taken the medicine yet, you can't leave... Come on, stop him."
Tan Qingying said loudly from behind.
Ding Hao and Ye Qingyu, who were on the bed, also came over to pull him, but were thrown away by Li Xiaofei.
He rushed out of the ward.
There was a long corridor outside.
There was a door at the end of the corridor.
Li Xiaofei quickened his pace and rushed towards the door.
Tan Qingying chased out of the ward and shouted: "Quick, stop him, No. 25's schizophrenia fantasy has relapsed..."
Two men in doctor's uniforms rushed out from the side and stopped Li Xiaofei, one of them hugged his waist and the other trapped his arms.
Li Xiaofei struggled hard, but to no avail.
He was extremely weak now, even weaker than an ordinary person. He was soon dragged back to the ward by two male doctors and tied to the bed.
The whole process was extremely skillful.
Apparently, similar things had happened more than once.
Li Xiaofei's mouth was pried open, and more than a dozen pills and capsules of different sizes and colors were poured into his mouth.
Ye Qingyu and Ding Hao watched with a smile on the side.
"It would be great if you take the medicine obediently."
"That's right, you can only go out after taking the medicine, otherwise you will die."
"Your hallucination is much more serious than ours, and you need to take more medicine."
"You can't stop taking the medicine."
"Hehe."
"Haha."
The two people looked mentally ill.
That's right, this is a mental hospital.
Li Xiaofei looked at the expressions and demeanor of the two carefully, and could not see any signs of acting.
He could not feel the charm of the former human immortal emperor in the two.
"I..."
Li Xiaofei swallowed his saliva and said, "Did we win in the end? Is this reincarnation?"
He wanted to find out the truth.
Could it be that after the battle that day, he and Ding Hao and others died in battle, so they were reincarnated and came to this era?
However, since he and others died in battle, Jiemie should have restarted the universe and destroyed all creatures. How could he and others have any chance of reincarnation?
"Are you talking about the battle between immortals and demons? The battle against that...what is it called?"
Ding Hao wiped his saliva and looked at Ye Qingyu on the side.
Ye Qingyu grinned: "Jiemie."
"Oh, yes, yes, Jiemie." Ding Hao said with a chuckle: "Is that what you are asking?"
Li Xiaofei was overjoyed.
It seems that the situation is different from what he guessed. Could it be that he won in the end?
"Yes."
He said hurriedly.
Ding Hao wiped his saliva, looking not very smart, and said: "You haven't finished writing yet, how should I know, writer Li, you are very ill, Doctor Sun said that the reason for the worsening of the disease is that you like to fantasize too much, so you can't write those messy ghost stories in the future."
Li Xiaofei was stunned.
Ding Hao was holding a crumpled notebook with densely written words on it.
"Let me help you throw it away."
Ding Hao sniffed.
"No."
Li Xiaofei subconsciously shouted: "Don't throw it away."
He struggled hard.
When Ding Hao saw this, he was startled. He threw his notebook on the table beside the hospital bed and said, "I won't play with you anymore, Ye Qing. Let's continue playing chess."
Li Xiaofei gasped for air.
Then he realized something, looked over depressedly, and said, "What did you call him just now?"
"Ye Qing."
Ding Hao said without looking back.
"Isn't it Ye Qingyu?"
Li Xiaofei asked.
"Hey, that's the name you made up here." Ding Hao said.
Li Xiaofei asked again: "Then what is your name?"
"I'm a rat."
"Surname Ding?"
"Bah, bah, bah, don't change your last name randomly. My surname is Hao, and my name is Hao Ding."
"What?"
When Li Xiaofei heard this, his mind became confused again. He didn't know whether it was because of shock or because the drugs in the previously forcibly administered area took effect. He felt that his thoughts were gradually becoming confused, and many memories began to blur.
Ye Qing?
Hao Ding?
These two names collided with the two names 'Ye Qingyu' and 'Ding Hao' in his mind, and they exploded in his mind like four nuclear bombs, shaking his brain into a mess.
"Then what's my name?"
he asked in a murmur.
"Your hallucinations are really getting worse. You can't even remember your own name? Your name is Li Rui."
Ye Qing turned his head and said sympathetically.
Li Xiaofei's pupils narrowed.
Lying on the bed, saying nothing.
His eyes were a little confused.
He seemed to be thinking about something.
After a long time.
He fell asleep.
The potion I took before seemed to contain sedative and hypnotic ingredients.
About three hours later.
Li Xiaofei woke up.
The straps tied around his body had been untied, and he could finally move freely.
Nurse Tan, along with a middle-aged, elegant doctor with a round face, and several interns stood in front of Li Xiaofei's bed, looking at him with concern.
"This is our director Sun Fei. He is here to review your diagnosis. Li Rui, you must control your mood and emotions and stop making trouble."
Nurse Tan said softly.
Sun Fei?
Li Xiaofei looked at the middle-aged elegant doctor.
The familiar face just looks a little older than the one in my memory. It has changed from a young and majestic face full of boyishness to a face with forehead wrinkles and crow's feet, tired eyes full of social ambiguity.
The tired middle-aged face.
Sun Fei asked some questionnaire-like questions.
Li Xiaofei was absent-minded and answered casually.
"well."
Sun Fei sighed and said: "The condition has worsened. I will start increasing the dosage of medicine tonight."
Li Xiaofei did not respond.
He raised his arm and looked at the hospitalization information tie on his left wrist.
Last time I only looked at other information and didn't pay attention to my name at all.
Sure enough, the name column read "Li Rui", 22 years old, blood type O, 1.8 meters tall, weighing 150 pounds...
Except for his name, all other information is exactly the same as the state Li Xiaofei was in before he was sent 500 years ago by the Erha.
Li Xiaofei was lying on the hospital bed, thinking constantly in his mind.
He had calmed down by this time.
"Be obedient and take your medicine after dinner." Before leaving with Dr. Sun and others, Nurse Tan turned her head and smiled gently at Li Xiaofei.
Li Xiaofei also smiled at her.
At least her name was right.
After the doctors all left, Li Xiaofei picked up the notebook on the table and started to read it.
The dense content written above turns out to be a fantasy. If you read it carefully, you will feel that this book is very absurd. The logic does not match up in many places, and the plot is intermittent, but the content is very clear. It tells the story of several human immortal emperors fighting against monsters. story, in which the names of these human immortal emperors are Ding Hao, Ye Qingyu, Sun Fei, Li Mu, Lin Beichen...
And the end of the story is not over yet.
Just talk about a few thousand words.
The level is not as good as some primary school students.
At first glance, it looks more like the ravings of a mentally disturbed lunatic.
After Li Xiaofei read the contents of the notebook carefully, he lay back on the hospital bed.
His thoughts, at this moment, seemed extremely disturbed.
He began to have doubts.
Could it be that everything in his memory, time travel, battles, terrifying beasts, Chongque City, the Hundred Thousand Earth Plan, the Reapers, the Ancestral Galaxy, the Ruins Realm, Nirvana...
Is all this just conjecture?
Just a fantasy that imagines the patient in a state of madness?
The so-called Sword God Ding Hao, Northern Human Emperor Sun Fei, Holy Emperor Li Mu, Sword Immortal Lin Beichen, etc. are just fictional characters that he created using patients, doctors, nurses and other real people in the mental hospital. ?
I am not Li Xiaofei.
But a patient with severe schizophrenia who dreams of unrealistic dreams all day long and lives in fictitious madness?
Are those memories in my mind just a dream caused by a hallucination?
Li Xiaofei was lying on the bed, his consciousness a little confused.
He turned his head slightly and could see through the door glass that there were two men who were not sure whether they were security guards or doctors standing guard outside the ward, obviously worried that he would escape again.
Li Xiaofei took a deep breath.
His expression gradually calmed down.
For some reason, the door at the end of the corridor outside the ward suddenly became clear in his mind.
He had an urgent urge to push open the door.
Wanted to go out.
But he did not try to escape the ward again.
Because his body was still very weak.
Not sure if it was because of the medicine he had taken before, or because this body was originally very weak, he could not feel any immortal power, and the ability to operate the law in a thought before disappeared completely.
He tried to sort out his thoughts.
"My name is Li Xiaofei."
"I am the immortal emperor of the human race."
"I am not Li Rui, not a low-level writer with a fantasy attack..."
"My name is Li Xiaofei."
"Not Li Rui."
He kept hinting to himself in his heart.
But he was surprised to find that the previous memories gradually began to blur, and those originally extremely clear memories were like an eraser wiping frantically, erasing the original traces bit by bit.
Li Xiaofei lay on the bed and fell asleep quietly.
After a while, Ye Qing and Hao Ding also became sleepy, and each lay on the bed for a nap, and soon a slight snoring sounded in the room.
The afternoon sun was warm and hot.
There was even the sound of cicadas outside the window.
The doctor at the door also left, probably to take a nap.
Li Xiaofei, who was snoring slightly, suddenly opened his eyes.
He quietly got out of bed, put on his slippers, stuffed the notebook into his arms, and then tiptoed out of the ward like a cat stealing food.
The corridor outside was empty.
He rushed to the end of the corridor with light and fast steps and reached out to push the door.
He didn't push it.
The door was heavy.
It seemed to be locked from the outside.
A shrill alarm sounded behind him, followed by the doctors' shouts, and a large number of footsteps rushed in like a wave...
Li Xiaofei didn't open the door in the end.
He was taken back to the ward, tied to the bed, and then forced to drink a handful of unknown drugs, followed by an injection of sedatives.
Then he fell asleep.
...
...
The golden sunlight shone in through the gap in the curtains.
A faint smell of disinfectant filled the air.
A slightly noisy radio broadcast was broadcasting the latest developments of the Russian-Ukrainian war.
Li Xiaofei slowly opened his eyes.
He felt weak.
On the bed next to him, two young men in blue and white checkered hospital gowns were playing chess.
Li Xiaofei slowly sat up with the pillow.
He first looked at his left wrist. The hospitalization band had his name, illness, nursing level, and responsible nurse information written on it.
His responsible nurse was Tan Qingying.
Tan Qingying?
Why is this name so familiar?
Li Xiaofei felt as if he had heard it somewhere before, and vaguely felt that the girl with this name should be closely related to him.
Wait.
I haven't seen her, why do I think she is a girl?
Can't she be a young woman or an aunt?
Li Xiaofei didn't know why, but he always felt that his mind was very messy, as if he had forgotten a lot of things, and as if he had a lot of extra memories.
He subconsciously picked up the phone next to the bed and took a look.
September 17, 2023.
Sunday.