At the exit of the Great Hell Realm is a large black hall, with rows of lifelike ghost kings, rakshasa kings, yaksha kings, and Shura kings carved on the walls and pillars, holding bloody weapons in their hands and struggling trialists under their feet, the image is full of oppression.

At the exit of the main hall, there is a carving of a human practitioner stepping on the Shura King and rushing towards a shining stone door, the meaning is also very obvious.

On this carving, there are two big characters engraved, "Dragon Gate"!

A few hundred meters away from the Longmen Palace, Le Zhenren was carrying a bottle of wine, sitting on the ground, drinking stuffy wine.

"Lao Le, you've been waiting here for three years, and you've even delayed your normal work and cultivation, do you really want to lose this job and your future?"

"Future, hehe, what else do I have?" Le Zhenren replied helplessly.

Le Zhenren was originally a fat man with a red face and a smile on his face all the time, but at this time, he lost a lot of weight, his eye sockets were deep, and his face was blue. The gentle smile that turned out to be thunderous had long been replaced by a frowning and thoughtful expression.

Waiting is a very boring thing, and waiting without knowing life and death is a very bitter thing, which makes people uneasy and restless.

In the past three years, Le Zhenren has been waiting for Lin Yifan to break through.

The small illusion is mainly a test of soul endurance and willpower, there is no time to accelerate, and you only need to hold on for a hundred days to break through. The Great Illusion Realm is more of a test of comprehension and the level of cultivation progress, and it is necessary to raise the mind by two levels to clear the level, so a hundredfold time acceleration is set.

The time for the trialists to clear the customs is either fast or slow, the fast one only takes one or two months, and the slow one only takes a year.

After all, there is a hundred-fold acceleration of time, and one year in reality is equivalent to a hundred years in the illusion, such a long time, whether it is enlightenment, or raising the level of two thoughts, it is enough.

Although the accelerated time and the transformed space in the illusion are relatively special, and the rules of time and space are distorted, it is still more effective to enlighten and hone the soul in it. If a hundred years of illusion time can't mention improving the quality of thoughts by two levels, then this trialist's cultivation qualifications are too poor, and the possibility of passing through the hell illusion realm is very small.

Although there are some late bloomers in history who stay in the illusion for more than a year before they come out, this kind of person is only a very small number after all, and it can be said that it is rare.

In the first year, Le Zhenren was full of confidence in Lin Yifan after eating the soul heart fruit, thinking that he would be out of the game within half a year, and it would not be more than a year at the latest. Therefore, he would go to the customs clearance hall every evening to inquire and see if there was Lin Yifan's number on the customs clearance list.

After more than 300 consecutive days of disappointment, entering the second year, Le Zhenren knew that something was wrong, but he still had a bit of luck, so he insisted on going to the customs clearance hall every week to inquire.

But at this time, Le Zhenren has become a joke in the Dragon Gate Palace. His colleagues began to sneer at him, urging him not to waste any more time on a dead man with a broken soul.

In the third year, Le Zhenren didn't dare to hold out any hopes, but at the end of each month, he would habitually come to the customs clearance hall to take a look at this month's list, and select disciples in the name of it.

It's just that after picking for a whole year, Le Zhenren only picked out three disciples who were not excellent.

His colleagues all knew that Le Zhenren liked to choose cultivators from Earth as disciples, and often began to cultivate before entering the Great Illusion Realm. However, the clearance rate of earthlings is too low, and there has been no soul from Earth for five consecutive years, so he has to choose some trialists from other planets.

Every ten years, a big competition will be held in the underworld, so that the souls who have cleared the customs compete with each other, and then let the representatives of the sects of other planes choose the best ones from among them and go to other planes to reincarnate.

And each instructor must recommend at least one qualified disciple to participate in the big competition. The more disciples are recommended, the better the ranking the disciples achieve, the more assessment rewards the instructors will be, and the more cultivation resources the instructors will obtain in the future.

Because Le Zhenren's tendency to select disciples is too obvious, his training performance has been ranked last over the years. The order in which the instructor selects the disciples is ranked according to the results of previous training, so he almost always ranks last, and selects others to pick the remaining disciples, so the training performance is even worse, forming a vicious circle.

Seeing that half of the ten-year period has passed, Le Zhenren has not yet received excellent disciples, and it seems that it is difficult to get any good rankings, which means that Le Zhenren will have an even more difficult time in the next ten years.

However, this is better than not accepting any disciples, after all, as long as he trains these three disciples well, he still has some hope to reach the threshold of the competition before the big competition. Of course, if all of his disciples did not meet the conditions of the Great Comparison at that time, then he would have no cultivation resources for the next ten years, and it would become a big problem for him to continue to survive in the underworld.

And the three disciples that Le Zhenren is accepting now have ordinary qualifications, but they have barely passed the illusion test, and they are still some distance away from the threshold of Dabi, let alone what good rankings they can get.

Such a reality made the originally optimistic and cheerful Le Zhenren begin to become silent, often borrowing wine to drown his sorrows, and often even delaying teaching and cultivation.

In the past three years, many people know that Le Zhenren is particularly concerned about a ghost from the earth, although this ghost has not been able to come out of the illusion for three consecutive years, and it should have fallen a long time ago, but Le Zhenren still does not give up, and often inquires about the news, and even becomes more decadent.

In fact, it is not uncommon for optimistic souls to die in illusions. No one knows why Le Zhenren cares so much about an ordinary earthling, and only his best friend Ku Shengren knows a clue.

"I know that in your life, Lin Yifan has been your apprentice twice, which is very special, and you do have a fate with him. Even deep down in your heart, you may think of him as half a son. After all, you don't have a family anymore, which is understandable. But as a mage who has been cultivating for hundreds of years, you should always know that life and death are irreversible and cannot be forced! The world is impermanent, you should be obedient and accept reality!"

"He's the last bit of contact with me on Earth. Alas, the past is like a dream!" After Le Zhenren finished speaking, he raised his head and poured a sip of wine, closing his eyes and saying nothing.

"Yo, isn't this Le Da Zhen? Why, I'm waiting for your students to come out again? The ten-year Dabi is about to start, and we are all working hard to train students, but you are drinking here leisurely, and it seems that you are very sure of Dabi?" A somewhat harsh voice suddenly sounded, it was one of Le Zhenren's sworn enemies, the dragon Zhenren from Water Jupiter.

Long Zhenren, named Long Ke, the grudge between him and Le Zhenren has been since several life-and-death battles during the trial in the Great Illusion of Hell hundreds of years ago, and the two have formed a deep feud, and then both of them have become underworld instructors, and they regard each other as competitors, and have been secretly competing.

In terms of realm cultivation, Le Zhenren is about the same as Long Zhenren, but in terms of teaching, Le Zhenren has lost a lot.

"Hmph!" Le Zhenren snorted coldly, a smile barely appeared on his face, "The outcome is not yet known, don't be too happy!"

"Haha, the duck is dead and has a hard mouth! The three students you teach now can't even reach the threshold of Dabi. And the student you are optimistic about has been in for three years, and it took more than three years to come out in history, is there?" Long Zhenren sneered.

Le Zhenren was speechless, and said after a while: "Earthlings are the best at creating miracles, and there may not be no miracles." ”

"Don't deceive yourself, your earth is recognized as a waste planet, with a pass rate of one in a million, you still want to pick up treasures? In the past few hundred years, you have achieved the highest among the people of the earth, cultivated to the realm of soul change, and became a real person, but others can't do it if they want to pass the big competition and reincarnate, and you are still nostalgic for the brilliant achievements created by the ancestors thousands of years ago? Miracle? Wake up!" Long Zhenren laughed.

Le Zhenren's face was pale, but he couldn't refute it, because what Long Zhenren said was the truth, and it was wedged into his heart like a nail.

The bitter saint sighed and patted Le Zhenren's shoulder: "Let's go, brother, don't stay here and let people see jokes." If you really don't give up, go find the mansion master, maybe he has a way to check when Lin Yifan died. ”

There is a power in the Great Illusion of Hell to prevent the thoughts of non-practitioners from entering, and it can easily wipe out thoughts, so no one dares to release their thoughts to find people and friends in the illusion, otherwise before they can find someone, the thoughts will be worn out, and the soul will be damaged. Only the Mansion Master can use a magic weapon that is closely related to the Illusion Formation and can accurately find the whereabouts of a soul.

"Forget it, the price of begging him is too great for me to pay. Le Zhenren shook his head bitterly, patted his face, and a smile barely cheered up appeared on his face again, "The wine is sober, let's go." ”

The two old men looked at each other without saying a word, and slowly left side by side after a while.

Le Zhenren's back was suddenly a little hunched, and he seemed to be hundreds of years old all of a sudden.

"Two stupid old guys!" Long Zhenren looked at the backs of the two, and a hint of mockery appeared on his face.

"Ding......

It was here that a crisp bell suddenly sounded in the Dragon Gate Palace.

Long Zhenren's heart sank, and he looked up at the Dragon Gate Palace.