After Xia Pingbing entered the first door, he saw a wonderful scene.

It was a scene she had wanted to explore countless times in her previous life.

A beautiful woman who looked to be about twenty-eight years old.

She was in the hospital, unaccompanied, and gave birth to a baby girl with severe cleft lip.

After fainting and waking up, she looked at the ugly girl next to her with disgust, struggled for a few minutes, and directly took out the phone and called.

What followed is clear at a glance.

The little baby girl with severe rabbit lips was thrown at the door of an orphanage, with nothing, not even a date of birth, let alone a token to find her parents.

Then the woman who gave birth to the child found a lovely boy to replace her own child and married into a wealthy family.

When he saw this scene, Xia Bing walked slowly without squinting.

It's as if everything you see has nothing to do with you.

When she reached the end, she saw a small door, pushed it open, and walked in.

Inside is also a small bright room with a crystal pillar like a large vase and a regular storage ring on top.

Xia Bing reached out and picked up the storage ring, and the next second, she returned to the bright small room at the beginning.

Faced were seven closed doors, and one open door.

Looking at the storage ring in his hand, Xia Bing murmured: "Is this a test?" It's a little too simple. ”

Yes, it's simple.

Although she has searched for her origin in many ways.

At that time, she also wanted to know why her parents abandoned her, and even she felt that she could earn money and have surgery, as long as she was no longer the baby girl with severe rabbit lips, as long as she turned back into a beautiful and cute girl, would her parents accept herself.

Maybe they left themselves here out of necessity...... Something like that.

Xia Bing has thought of many, many reasons, but no matter how deep his feelings are, they will be worn out by time.

What's more, no matter how many excuses you make, it's just an excuse.

His biological parents never appeared.

Later, Xia Bing slowly let go and was kind to himself.

Maybe......

When the bloodline thing is important, it is very important, and when you put everything aside, it will become so insignificant.

Xia Bing regards the dean's mother as his own mother, and is very affectionate to the dean's mother, and they are like ordinary mothers and daughters.

So the mood test just now was nothing to her.

It's just that she is still secretly frightened in her heart, this is worthy of the time to cultivate immortals.

I don't know how they simulated the pictures of their previous lives, and I don't know if it's real?

But that doesn't matter.

"......" No one answered, and Xia Bing once again pushed open the second door without hesitation.

There is no choice, just push from left to right in order.

The moment she entered the second door, the depths of the Immortal Mansion.

Or next to a lake.

"......", a snake and a phantom, are now simply dumbfounded.

“…… Did she take less than a minute? Did she pass through the first door? Are you kidding? Hei Yao said, his voice trembling slightly.

"Let's see, maybe she really has hope of opening the eight doors." Hyacinth's face is also unusually serious now.

If at first there was only a glimmer of hope, now there is a bright look in his eyes.

Quietly staring at the scene of the girl breaking through the lake in the lake.

The black skirt said: "This level is ...... Old? ”

"Yes." Hyacinth nodded.

Hei Yao looked at the girl in the lake and muttered: "Birth, old age, sickness and death, resentment, unbelievable, love and parting, these have actually been more or less broken through before."

It's just that the last level is difficult, speaking of hyacinths, what is the last level? No one has broken through for so many years, and I don't even know what the last hurdle is. ”

"I really want to know?" Hyacinth gave him a surprised look.

In fact, for so many years, everyone has chosen to break through the level not in order, they all choose a certain way, some people have passed, and some people have not.

As long as one door is not passed, then you have no chance to choose other doors.

But after so many years, I don't know if it's luck or what, there is one door that has never been chosen.

But this is not the most important thing, but Hei Yao's attitude is a little strange.

He didn't seem to care much about these before, even if those people went to break through, he was lazily lying on his stomach and watching quietly.

It wasn't yelling like it is today.

"Of course I want to know, I just want to see how capable this strange woman really is, worthy of being the master of my Black Yao." The tone was sour.

There was an expectation that even he wasn't aware of.

Hyacinth heard it.

Smiled lightly.

Looking at the lake faintly, after a while, I still couldn't hold back: "The last door is the perception of the way of heaven."

If she passes that level, then the future achievements are limitless, and when the time comes, don't say that you are a descendant of Jiaolong, even if it is a real ancient dragon, give her a mount, it will also be made. ”

Heiyao: "...... what did you just say?" He suspected that something was wrong with his ears.

Ancient Dragons?

To use this woman as a mount?

Is there a mistake?

How dare Hyacinth say such a thing?

"You heard it right." Hyacinth had an unfathomable smile on his face: "Oh, it's a pity that the old man's soul is about to dissipate, otherwise, I would be willing to be a machine spirit or something for her at that time."

It's a pity, it's a pity......"

"......" Hei Yao was really shocked and speechless at this moment.

Although this hyacinth was not a figure who swept the world in ancient times.

But there is also a need for comparison.

Hyacinth Even in ancient times, he was a Tianjiao-like figure, and he was the chief disciple of this immortal mansion, and many people said at that time that Hyacinth was expected to become a venerable.

Such praise is actually a recognition of his strength and his potential!

But now such a person is so interested in a little girl, and he is willing to be a machine spirit.

What is that?

That is, to be contracted by someone in the state of a soul, and then refine it on his magic weapon for his own use.

When necessary, it is possible to die for the master.

For example, if it is refined in a space, the spirit that is then refined is like a slave-like existence, and will help the master manage the space in the space, and his life is connected to the master.

This is simply an insult to a big man in ancient times and a proud son of heaven.

Many people would rather have their souls scattered than be caught and then refined into machine spirits.

But now Hyacinth actually feels sorry for it?

"Hmph, that depends on whether she can get through that hurdle." Hei Yao said stiffly.

As if to comfort herself, the girl was not so strong, she didn't see the wrong person at the beginning, she was a little rookie.

It's like there's some kind of expectation.