Compared to more than two months ago, Chen Qian was already very familiar with the space of the tower consciousness. Although he still had many doubts about the origin of the tower consciousness and the disappeared bead, he also had a secret warning in his heart, but the only insider, Chen Qian's father Chen Zhongkun, was unconscious and naturally had no way to answer.

Under the crisis and pressure, Chen Qian had no choice but to continue to use the tower to analyze martial arts and improve his cultivation and awareness.

As he became more familiar with the tower of consciousness, Chen Qian's eyes gradually focused on the seven-stage steps.

The seven-story steps are located in the center of the first floor of the tower.

Chen Qian once knocked Mo Lu's illusion to the ground, breaking a certain fear. Then, when he stepped on the steps, there would be no more illusions, but when he stepped on the second steps...

"In the past two months, I have stepped through five steps one after another. In addition to the first-level 'Molu Illusion', I have experienced four illusions: ** natural disasters, rivers and seas, red pink skeletons and family destruction. Every time I have to firmly firm myself, overcome the fear, love and other emotions in my heart before I can break the fantasy and get out. It seems that these seven steps should be a test of the will of those who step on the steps..."

In two months, every time Chen Qian stepped on a step, he had to go through some danger. It was a real illusion and pointed directly at the heart of the people. If he was really trapped in it, his consciousness would sink, and his fate would definitely be like the dead. It can be said that he had hidden murderous intent. Fortunately, Chen Qian rushed over with a true martial heart and ruthless heart.

As the illusions gradually increased, Chen Qian felt that his mind seemed to have changed slightly, as if he had been re-hardened and some impurities were removed.

The mind, will, and the desire for martial arts became more and more firm and pure, as if it was to remove the fog and gradually find the true self.

"I don't know, what is the sixth step facing?"

Taking a deep breath, Chen Qian climbed up the steps, step by step, step by step, step by step...

In the sixth step, he stepped on the sixth step.

Leave your feet down.

Swirl!

In an instant, the sky was spinning, and the scenery around changed, blurred, and the colors were uneven, and a picture gradually formed, which also made a strong sense of familiarity rise in Chen Qian's heart!

familiar!

memorable!

The meaning of nostalgia arises from the bottom of my heart.

"This is……"

Looking around, a sense of confusion appeared in Chen Qian's eyes, but it disappeared immediately.

He was in a neat room, with a soft bed, a chair, a computer desk, and the computer he personally organized on the table.

This is the room he has lived in for more than 20 years.

The door was closed tightly, and the sound of words outside the door could be heard faintly. This sound touched his memory and made him recall his parents and brothers in his previous life.

Walking slowly over, Chen Qian reached out and touched the computer desk, and his hands felt cold.

"It's been ten years... I'm almost unable to remember it." He whispered softly, his hand suddenly clenched his fist, and smashed it hard at the table!

boom!

A violent sound broke out, the table collapsed, and the computer broke.

Outside the door, a few screams of exclamation came, accompanied by the chaotic footsteps.

"Recognize the tower, recognize the tower, although you stay in my consciousness, you don't understand me! How could I, Chen Qian, be addicted to the past!"

As he said that, he turned around, kicked his feet, and rose up.

Hurry!

Chen Qian was like a heavy hammer, whistling and leaping, smashing the entire window in the room and jumping down.

"I will not just be addicted to the past, nor will I blindly look forward to the future. I... live in the present."

As Chen Qian was falling, his hands gradually tightened.

Click!

A crack appeared out of thin air, like a crack on glass, slowly spreading around the empty space. Soon, a large number of cracks surrounded the falling Chen Qian, and then...

broken!

The scenes around him shattered and pieces were flying. Chen Qian's fallen body stopped suddenly, and his feet fell to the ground. He was still stepping on the stairs, and the surroundings were restored to the scene of the first floor of the tower.

Chen Qian shook his head: "This sixth step is a bit disappointing..." As he said that, he raised his foot without stopping and took another step up.

Hop!

Steps down to the seventh step.

Implement the soles of the feet.

In an instant, the surrounding scene changed again.

But it turned into the Chen family escort agency.

"Well? Why has it turned into an escort agency again? Do you want to go to another family and die? No, this escort agency is very peaceful this time."

Chen Qian looked around for a moment, wondered, pondered for a moment, then took a step and walked towards the backyard.

"No matter what happens this time, you have to face it and cannot escape it. Instead of accepting it passively, it is better to look for it on your own initiative."

Thinking in his heart, he walked through the house and came to the backyard.

In the backyard, the sound of messy footsteps sounded.

When Chen Qianxun looked at him, he saw a lot of people, and Chen Zhongkun and his mother Wang.

Chen Qian's father and mother.

Following closely behind is the eldest brother Guo Hou, and then there are all the escort agencies.

Chen Zhongkun's face was majestic, and he was not angry and did not have any madness on weekdays. Chen Qian felt secretly in his heart that his father was recuperating in the past two months. Perhaps because of the red beads leaving his body, his mind was no longer confused and his disorder improved.

But no matter how the improvement is, it is impossible to question just like the "Chen Zhongkun" in front of him: "Chen Qian! You have made such a big mistake, my Chen family can't tolerate you anymore. Not only can I not tolerate you, I, Chen Zhongkun, will also kill my relatives for justice today! Kill you, the evil thief!" After that, he pulled out a long sword from his waist and pointed it at Chen Qian.

Beside "Chen Zhongkun", Wang, Guo Hou, and everyone in the escort agency all pulled out swords from their hands, waists, and behind their backs. The expressions on their faces were either sad, regretful, anxious, or hesitant. They were really like real people outside, and their personality and temperament were not bad at all. If Chen Qian had not been sober in his heart, he would have doubted whether he was really in reality.

Seeing the crowds on the opposite side, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, and one by one, acquaintances shouting at him and trying to kill him, Chen Qian finally understood the meaning of this step.

"Good guy, I naturally have to resist this sword and axe, but among these people, can I punch and kick the other ones? It seems that what I want to do at this level is to kill the bonds, and from now on, I will focus on my martial arts wholeheartedly!"

Thinking of this, he suddenly sneered: "Sure enough, although this consciousness tower is not a free lunch, it is guided step by step, just like hypnosis, boiling a frog in warm water, making me get used to it slowly. If I let it develop, I may lose my own plan, just like I will complete it after assigning a task. At that time, if the consciousness tower gives some crazy orders in reality, should I also go with the flow?"

While he was thinking, "Chen Zhongkun" and others on the opposite side were already rushing over with swords and swords. In an instant, the backyard was full of murderous aura.

Looking at the people getting closer and closer, Chen Qian narrowed his eyes and whispered: "What has been tempered like this is not the desire to seek martial arts, but the heart of obedience!"

Opposite, everyone almost rushed to Chen Qian's body, and the sword light flashed and perhaps they would slash Chen Qian in the next moment!

Chen Qian was calm.

"Although these people in front of me are not real people, they are just false, but they are all the same appearance. If you slash your sword, your mind will naturally move. If this continues, schizophrenia will be possible. If that's the case, why should I endure the troubles in my heart and kill them?"

Thinking of this, Chen Qian raised his hands, his arms expanded and contracted rapidly, and as his muscles and bones pounded, huge blood and energy gathered on his hands.

"Today, I will let you know who is the one who makes the decision!"

After saying that, Chen Qian ignored everyone who rushed in front of him, bent down, waved his arms, and smashed his punches with both punches!

Collide!

The fist hit the ground.

Chen Qian didn't say anything, and his hands quickly alternated up and down, punching hard on the ground.

Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!

The severe pain explodes on both hands, which is real pain and has nothing to do with the illusion.

The fists were thundering blood, and the sounds were shaking. The people who rushed over were shocked by his actions, looked at each other in a glance, and stopped halfway.

After a few punches, Chen Qian's hands were covered in blood and white bones could be seen vaguely, but some thought in his heart became clearer and firmer!

On the ground, cracks gradually emerged as the fists rose and fell. This was not the cracks caused by the breaking of stone slabs on the ground, but seemed to be born out of thin air.

Click!

The cracks are getting more and more dense, and finally...

broken!

The ground was completely broken, and the surrounding scenes and people also turned into invisible. Chen Qian returned to the stairs of the tower. He looked at his intact hands, took another step expressionlessly, and walked into the second floor of the tower.

ps: It's so miserable, well, please give me a recommendation vote...
Chapter completed!