Han Yiming didn't know whether to pick it up or not, so he just watched. What does this mean? Do you really want your own life? Just thinking about it, the voice in his heart said, "Is this what you call sincerity? I can't even give up a skin hue. Han Yiming knew that it was not his own voice, and there was a wind sound when this voice spoke, and he had never heard this voice. But do you really want to listen to this voice, and use this short sword to kill yourself? Death by oneself is nothing? So many fellow disciples...... I only heard the voice laugh and said, "It's still fake, you either give me your life, or you will stay here forever." ”

Stay here forever? Han Yiming couldn't help but be excited, looking around, but it was a chill to the bone, he came in, but he didn't know how to get out, listening to this words, looking at this situation, it was very likely that he couldn't get out. I don't know where this is, but when I think that I have entered the north gate and is already in the realm of Beizun, there is a demon, and Beizun will not let it run rampant. Bend down and pick up the dagger. Hands are cold, hold the hilt of the sword hard, and say: "I have sincerity, as long as I can save my Lingshan and my life, I am willing." You said that this is the hue of the skin, then the hue of the skin will be given to you. The dagger in his hand passed through his neck. The short sword was extremely sharp, Han Yiming only felt a pain in his neck, and when he looked down, blood spurted out from his neck like a spring, but after that pain, he heard the voice say, "This is a stupid boy." Han Yiming only felt a burst of snowflakes hit him, and his body was extremely light, slowly floating upward. He couldn't help but turn his head to look down, and it was himself lying below. It's just that he can't see the blood on his body, and the snow-white ground is still snow-white.

Han Yiming slowly floated upward, and suddenly a black flash flashed in front of him, and the big black snake, horizontal in front of him, looked at him coldly. Han Yiming couldn't help but clench the short sword in his hand, it was okay not to hold it, but under one grip, the sword became smaller and shorter, and it disappeared from his hand. The black snake looked at him like this, a pair of turquoise eyes flashing with light. Han Yiming was blessed for a while, is this Beizun? This black snake must be a foreign body.

The foreign objects that appear here, even if they are not Beizun, will have some connection with Beizun. Just thinking of this, there was an extra turtle in front of me. This should not be called a turtle, the body is huge, although it has the shape of a turtle, the back armor is all available, but the whole body is snow-white, like a jade carving, only the back armor has a faint texture. A pair of eyes, also white, looking at you, it seems that you are blind, but Han Yiming was a little unspeakably afraid, and suddenly remembered that Shen Ruofu had said that Beizun Xuanwu was a turtle and a snake, and his heart settled down for a while.

The black snake was no longer as huge as before, but a slender one, wrapped around the tortoiseshell, but the turtle and the snake looked at him together. Han Yiming settled down and said, "Beizun." Forgive the disciple for being ignorant and offended. The disciple really ......" only listened to the white turtle say: "Beizun, what is Beizun? I don't recognize what Beizun." However, I know that you are a junior disciple of Lingkong, but you are also stubborn, and you don't take it when you are led to walk, but you have to choose a last resort. This is indeed the white turtle speaking, the black snake sounded, with a slight hiss, what he heard in his heart before was the sound of the black snake, so there was a slight hissing sound. Listening to the voice of the white turtle is very pleasant, and it has a feeling of penetrating the heart and spleen. But when I heard the white turtle talk about "leading the way" and knowing that the black snake was going to lead the way, I couldn't help but have more questions in my heart, and said to the white turtle: "Beizun, disciple is foolish, may I ask if I choose the right road, where will I go?"

The white turtle said: "It's also me." All three paths lead to me. Han Yiming was surprised, he thought it would lead to another direction, but he didn't expect it to be here. That's the only way, why have there be three roads?" the white turtle said, "It's just that you chose the road on the left." Han Yiming said: "Beizun, they all lead here, which way to choose, is there any difference?" If you follow the guide, then you will leave behind a lot of worldliness, and maybe you will achieve immortal fate on the way. "Immortal Yuan? That's really something Han Yiming never thought of. I also know that this so-called immortal fate may be something that many cultivators find difficult to find in their lives, but for him, it really doesn't matter. The white turtle said: "However, you did not follow the guide, and it was not unexpected by me. That's an escape from the world, and all your mundane things will be left behind. The thoughts of your fellow disciples and the past you have experienced will be in vain. You are not a man of seclusion, and you will not abandon them. Han Yiming was very surprised, the white turtle actually said his mind so clearly in just a few words, which really made him extremely admired. More and more convinced that this is Beizun. He simply asked, "Beizun, that disciple came from the left road, do you also have a saying?"

The white turtle said: "This is naturally some, people who have always come and gone to me have to cross these three roads, except for one person." It's the void. Lingkong has not walked through Qionglin. He came straight to me. As far as the people of the world are concerned, no one has such a cultivation at the moment. There are almost no followers who follow the path, either hesitating or fleeing. Why did you choose the left road?" Han Yiming replied honestly: "The disciple thinks that the left road is closer. That's why I chose this path. The white turtle said: "Yes, this road is the closest of all roads. It's just that at the last moment, you still can't see me in the flesh. You have to give up your physical body in order to see the Spirit. Han Yiming said: "Am I dead?" White Turtle said: "I'm not dead, I'm dead." The dead don't matter to you, your aura appears. However, rest assured, when you go back, your physical body will follow, but it is only a shell. It's just that you're still going to lose some years, and with your qualifications, you're going to lose two hundred years. Han Yiming was taken aback, did he have such a long life? The white turtle saw through his amazement: "You can live for more than five hundred years, with your current cultivation, your lifespan is already more than five hundred years." Cultivators do not have the theory of life and death, and life and death all come from their own cultivation and encounters. If in the future, if you cultivate and improve again, it will not be difficult to live for more than a thousand years. ”

Han Yiming said: "Yes, thank you Beizun for your advice." The white turtle said: "However, you will also get some benefits from yourself, and you will know about it in the future." After a pause, the white turtle said: "You came from the left side, that is, you will exchange your own blood for the things you want." The road on the left is called the path of sword blood. Han Yiming said: "Beizun, may I ask about the path on the right?" White Turtle said: "That road is called the Smooth Road." Han Yiming regretted it for a while, there must be no accidents on the smooth road, then if he walked from that side, he could also walk in front of Beizun. But he heard the white turtle say: "The so-called smooth road, although I don't want you to pay for your life, but I don't know when you will be able to walk in front of me." Because this road is so far away, your spells are not enough to fly to the end of this road, and you can't fly for thousands of years. But this road will take 300 years at the earliest, and if you go slowly, you may not be able to reach me in 3,000 years. Even if you walk for 300 years, it depends on chance, if there is no chance, then I really don't know when I will be able to walk in front of me. Han Yiming was surprised again, and paused for a moment before saying, "So far?"

Bai Gui said: "It's so far, so there are many people who give up halfway." There are many people who want to come to see me, and as far as the current situation is concerned, there are one or two who are still walking on the smooth road for hundreds of years. Han Yiming said: "The disciple has something unclear and needs to be consulted." The white turtle said: "Lingkong and I can be regarded as friends, and it is very appropriate for you to call yourself a disciple." Han Yiming heard that it didn't blame himself, so he continued to ask, "With such a magical power as Venerable, why can't you let the people who come to Venerable go smoothly in front of Venerable, but set up these mazes?"