And at the end of this white bone space, there is an old man with long eyebrows, and his white eyebrows have been hanging down to the knees of the sitting cross-legged, I don't know how long he has lived. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The old man's body was extremely shriveled and thin, as if it was a gust of wind, as if it could blow him to the outside of the sky. And his body is covered with a pure white brocade, which is obviously extraordinary, and at least, this should belong to the thousand-year-old silkworm, and the clothes woven from the silk spit out are completely enough to withstand the tempering of the years.

In front of the old man, there were still piles of white bones, but compared with the neat and orderly space of the white bones, it looked a little messy.

At this time, the old man seemed to have a sense in his heart, and the kind voice rippled in this space with the light opening of his mouth. Although this voice seems very dry, it contains a feeling that makes people feel like a spring breeze, which is completely different from this gloomy white bone space, but it does not make people feel the slightest inconsequential.

Dare to ask your seniors who are you? Could it be that you are the gatekeeper of this eighth level? Hua Yanran couldn't help but bow and said in a coquettish voice.

Being able to pass the first seven levels is enough to prove that you have great perseverance, wisdom and perseverance, so you can come to me. The old man's eyes were still closed, but every word he said was so kind and kind, without mixing anything, it seemed extremely pure, and people couldn't help but feel convinced.

I can be regarded as the gatekeeper of this eighth level, but I can only allow one person to pass through this level! The old man's eyes suddenly opened at this moment.

And this is a pair of eyes full of endless depth, which contains many words that human beings have exhausted, and they are all indescribable beautiful feelings.

Only one person can be allowed to pass? Why is that? Hua Yanran asked in surprise.

Do you know what this place means to me? The old man couldn't help but turn his gaze, Rao is a peerless woman like Hua Yanran, and in front of his eyes, he also felt a little ashamed.

Seeing that the four of them were silent, the old man sighed slightly and said, "Let me tell you a story!"

His voice, at this time, finally showed a hint of vicissitudes, and began to speak tiredly and sadly.

And a long time ago, there was a peerless powerhouse who had cultivated to the world, and he had almost reached the peak state that Wuzun could reach, and he was only one step away from the legendary realm of the Martial Emperor.

Maybe it's because the long-cherished wish in his heart has not been realized, and this peerless powerhouse finally couldn't hold back the greed in his heart, and actually degenerated to the point of sucking the essence of a martial artist to forcibly improve his strength.

And this peerless powerhouse not only has an extremely amazing cultivation, but also a good teacher, and has even taught seven high-level martial artists with extremely strong cultivation. And these seven apprentices didn't want to see their own teacher, so they acted perversely, and they persuaded them even more, but they provoked the rebuke of their mentor and hit them with their ideas.

And in the end, a shocking battle broke out, and the seven apprentices were naturally not the opponents of the master when it came to cultivation, but the first six senior brothers successively hit their own teacher at the cost of self-explosion, and at the last moment of his life, this peerless powerhouse finally repented, and instructed his little apprentice to pass on the mantle of the master.

The little apprentice has always felt guilty about his behavior of killing his teacher, so he transformed the master into what it is today, and cast the bones of the mutilated person of the teacher into a space, praying and repenting every day, and he also imprisoned himself here for life, quietly waiting for the destined person to come here.

And when this story was told, the four of them were all moved, deeply moved by the great sentiments of the little apprentice, of course, at least on the surface, as for the heart, it is difficult to say.

Are you the little apprentice? At this time, Hua Yanran looked at the old man with an expression of admiration and adoration.

I am the unfilial apprentice! In the old man's words, his heart was filled with deep self-reproach and sorrow.

Then how can we be qualified to pass? Ba Tianxing couldn't help but ask at this time.

Quite simply, as long as you are willing to let go of your divine consciousness and let me examine what your thirst for power and life is, whoever can gain my approval can pass through behind me. The old man smiled and pointed behind him, where nothing seemed to be there now.

The four of them were stunned at the same time.

You must know that the divine consciousness of a warrior or soul includes all the ** of a person, even if it is a close parent, brother, wife and children, it is impossible to know.

And everyone is born into a small world of their own, and in this world, the only one who can know everything is himself. It's an innate instinct.

And now this old man, actually said that the condition of passing, is to completely let go of himself, but also let him penetrate his heart, this seems simple, but in fact it is an extremely strict condition, if this old man suddenly attacks himself, what should he do, and he knows too much of his own secrets, it is also extremely unwilling.

And this encounter is undoubtedly the most bizarre for Chu Yi, but it also contains great opportunities! After all, whether it is in the land of great murder or the encounter in the ice tomb, it is more like being in a dream, far less real than what is in front of you.

And this one is almost a peerless powerhouse who has set foot in the realm of the Martial Emperor, and the mantle inheritance he left behind can at least create a high-level martial artist.

And for a character like this, what an astonishing number it would be to think of the pills in his collection, as well as the martial arts cheats, and all of this seemed so tempting at this moment.

And even if Chu Yi himself owns the Scripture Pavilion, such a thing against the sky, he is a little excited at this time, but it is only some.

Because, Chu Yi, who has modern thinking, also understands one thing very clearly.

There is no one in this world who can be perfect, no matter in any aspect. And the old man in front of him had a compassionate expression, a kind tone, and a very vulgar look that could be described as profound, and he was so perfect that he didn't look like a real person.