"What's going on! How are we back to square one!"

The horse-faced old man had just woken up from the dizziness of the teleportation, and what caught his eye was the back of Lian Zhongjiang standing in front of him and the familiar three passages, and his face suddenly changed, and he asked in a lost voice.

"Hey, isn't that just... No, it's different!"

At this time, two figures were also teleported in, it was the young master of Tsing Yi Valley, he looked at this scene at first glance, and thought it was the previous Renguan, but soon found an abnormality, and the word "benevolence" was no longer under his feet, but the word "letter".

"That's right, this is the last level, the letter pass" Lian Zhongjiang turned around and smiled bitterly, "But this level, it's difficult to choose"

The others looked up and saw that there were still three identical passages, a dead end on the left, a treasure path in the middle, and a life path on the right, once again letting them choose.

"As usual, this level is faith, believer, integrity! We should be the most correct choice to follow the instructions to take the treasure road in the middle, but the last level is really so simple? I can't believe it" The young master of Tsing Yi Valley said the doubts in everyone's hearts.

"What's even more difficult is that I feel that the chance is smaller when choosing the way of life or the way of death" Lian Zhongjiang hesitated, "Everyone, make a decision, this instruction, do you choose to believe it or not?"

"Brother Lian, do you believe it yourself or not?" the horse-faced old man asked rhetorically.

This is like thinking about the chicken or the egg, the deeper you think, the more confused you will be, choose to believe, but in your heart you feel that not believing is right, in the same way, choosing not to believe, and thinking that faith is right, and your mind turns between the two, which can simply drive people crazy.

Lian Zhongjiang's face changed for a long time, and finally said: "Now only by sticking to my heart, I think what I believe is correct, if I am wrong, I will admit it!"

As he spoke, he resolutely strode forward and stepped into the middle passage, and when the others saw it, they had to stop the entanglement of the infinite loop, gritted their teeth and followed into the middle treasure road.

This time, they walked cautiously, and every few steps they took, they had to test if there were any forbidden mechanisms ahead, but the passage of 100 meters was stunned for a long time.

But what reassured them was that they finally came to the end of the passage safe and sound, and looked at the bronze iron gate in front of them, happy and excited.

It seems that they made the right choice!

Basically, it can be determined that as long as this iron door is opened, the Wencheng treasure house that has been sought for can be obtained, but the strange thing is that none of the three people took the initiative to push the iron door, but stood separately, looking at one by one, although they all had a smile on their faces, but their eyes were flickering.

It seems like a hands-on feeling.

"Everyone, now the treasures haven't been seen, don't hurt the harmony first, otherwise there will be some oolong, no one will please you, I suggest, let's go to the iron gate first, and then make plans, how about it?" Lian Zhongjiang pressed his hands weakly, let the others restrain himself, and put forward such a suggestion.

"Yes, what if the treasures inside are just enough for the three parties!" said the young master of Tsing Yi Gu said with a dry smile.

"That's it, Brother Lao Lian has pushed the door, and we'll step back a little farther away," the horse-faced old man also said.

"Okay, then I'd better be respectful."

The trio chose to perform again.

Lian Zhongjiang nodded, and after seeing them retreat and open a safe distance, he turned around and pushed open the brass iron door with force, and suddenly, the tooth-sore sound of the door opening sounded, and everyone stared at the balls and didn't dare to blink and look ahead.

Behind the iron door was a huge room, and even Zhongjiang was the first to rush in, and when the others saw it, they didn't dare to hesitate, and they also rushed into the room.

"No, it won't be like this!"

The young master of Tsing Yi Valley shouted in a lost voice.

It was a rough wooden house, five zhang long and wide, and nine zhang high, and it seemed empty, and in the room, there was only a white light array in the center, and a stone tablet standing in front of the light array, on which was written a line of large characters:

This is the way of life, those who enter the battle, teleport out!

This is actually a way to live, where is there any treasure?!

Everyone was unwilling, and searched frantically in the wooden house, and saw a few big characters on the back of the stone tablet:

Soldiers, treacherous!

This is simply the greatest irony, which translates to: Lao Tzu lied to you without discussion!

"Yes, soldier, treacherous! This is just playing us!" Lian Zhongjiang roared with red eyes, paused and said, "There is no restriction here, that is to say..."

"We can go back and choose another path again!" the horse-faced old man answered, as he spoke, he saw Lian Zhongjiang move in the direction of the iron gate, and immediately felt a little anxious, relying on the closest to the door, he was about to be the first to go out with a dodge.

However, jumping in mid-air, he subconsciously wanted to take a look at the actions of other people, but he found that the people in Tsing Yi Valley did not move, and Lian Zhongjiang, who was about to move just now, looked at him with a sly smile.

Not good!

The strong sense of uneasiness aroused the old man's desire to survive, and he slammed his palm forward, trying to retreat with this recoil force, and then, a scream sounded in the wooden house, and then looked at the old man, he was falling to the ground, but the palm of his left hand was missing, and his wrist was extremely smooth, and blood was splashing at this time.

It turned out that his outstretched palm crossed the gate line, and was directly teleported away by a spatial force.

"Lian Zhongjiang, you bastard, I'm going to dismantle you in eight pieces!" The old man stopped the bleeding by tapping the acupoints a few times at the wound, stood up, and glared at Lian Zhongjiang with a hideous and angry face, his eyes full of murderous intent.

Lian Zhongjiang didn't care at all, just shook his head with some regret, and then asked curiously: "Nephew Mo Xian, why didn't you react at all, I thought you were the most frivolous and would be the first to rush out, which really disappointed me."

The young master of Tsing Yi Valley's face was also very unsightly, but he smiled and said: "It can only be said to be luck, when I saw the words behind the stone tablet, my first reaction was anger, but after thinking about it, soldiers, tricks, so would it be fake to say that this is the way to live? This teleportation array is really leading to the treasure house? There is a truth in the false, and there is truth in the false, isn't this a real trickery? As a result, as soon as I was delayed by this idea, I let the horse seniors take the lead, what a rudeness!"

Hearing this, Lian Zhongjiang only sighed softly, while the horse-faced old man gritted his teeth and asked, "Lian Zhongjiang, is what he said true, you already knew?!"

"Well, at this point, I can only ... What are you doing!"

Lian Zhongjiang's face changed halfway through speaking, because the two of Tsing Yi Gu didn't listen to him at all, but took the opportunity to rush into the light array, and after the white light shone, they disappeared.

"Little bastard!"

This time, it was Lian Zhongjiang's turn to be furious, and then he hurriedly rushed into the light array, and disappeared after that.

"I won't let you go!"

The horse-faced old man roared, and the last one rushed into the light array, and suddenly, there was no one in the stone house.

......

"Do you have to kowtow if you want to pass this level?"

In front of the statue in the square of Yanguan, Song Wanshuang looked through the yellow futon and saw a hint.

"Kowtow, kowtow to the statue, Liu Bowen, Liu Bowen, you have a lot of bad taste, but now there is no thing that can make Jiang kowtow, and it is definitely not you Liu Bowen, do you want to be strict? Then I want you to see my majesty!"

Jiang An said this with a smile, and then pushed it out with a palm, and the white jade statue in front of him turned into flying ashes, dust to dust, and dust to earth.

And at the same moment when the statue was destroyed, the square space was flooded with the power of space, and with a bang, Jiang An and Song Wanshuang disappeared here.