At the point where Wu Chong arrived, the next step was to start exploring the ultimate gate.

A place that can affect the number of lives, he will go to it no matter what. The false number of lives must be broken, or he will never be truly eternal. Just like the current Yan Nineteen, they seem to have gained 'eternal life' and achieved the same longevity of heaven and earth.

But this eternal life is not real, because there is also an end to heaven and earth.

The immortal realm created by Wu Chong is not an eternal world, their fate is tied to the immortal realm, and one day in the future they will die out with the annihilation of the immortal realm.

When the sun and the moon are at the end, immortality is also a flower in the mirror.

Half a year later.

Wu Chong came to the spirit world alone.

This remnant of the spiritual realm has survived under his deliberate reservation, and many monks who originally belonged to the depleted plane of the ancient gods, and who have smuggled and ascended in it, will come here to transit. It can also be regarded as a glimmer of life left by Wu Chong to those monks in the depleted world.

"Teacher."

As soon as he came over, Yan Nineteen greeted him.

The location of this ultimate gate was told to him by Wu Chong, and unlike the other disciples who left, Yan Nineteen was determined to stay in Black Wind Mountain. For this disciple who had followed him the longest, Wu Chong couldn't bear to drive him away, and after weighing a little, he agreed to his request. After that, he was given the task of exploring this ultimate door.

Yan Nineteen didn't disappoint him either.

In the past six months, there have been many attempts to this ultimate door.

After hundreds of experiments, I slowly found some doorways. He notified Wu Chong to come over this time to report these situations.

"How?"

Wu Chong stopped not far in front of the cave.

The door remained in the cavern, with nightmare fish swimming inside, and when not touched, it looked no different from a normal stone door. However, ordinary people can't see these fish, and even Yan Nineteen doesn't know that there are nightmare fish in them.

This creature is very quirky and can only be seen by a special group of people.

In the eyes of Wu Chong now, the ultimate gate is no longer what it was before, but has become a twisted whirlpool, and when you get closer, you can feel a strong pulling sensation coming from inside. The never-ending sound is like a song, always transmitting outward, a sound that can only be heard at the origin level.

In the past six months, Wu Chong has secretly tried several times, but there is no result.

The door was so strange that he couldn't perceive it no matter what he did.

Even if it is a human skin that has been thrown away, it will also be cut off.

For this level of power, the Ultimate Gate seems to be able to filter automatically. As a last resort, Wu Chong could only let Yan Nineteen and his disciples explore, because he found that the Ultimate Gate was not aimed at life. Normal people will not immediately disconnect when they walk over, and this guess has been confirmed by Yan Nineteen.

"Old man Yao, come here!"

Yan Shijiu waved his hand, and an old man with a pale face walked over quickly, and after seeing Wu Chong, he instinctively bent down.

This old man has no cultivation on him, at most he has some superficial fist and foot kung fu.

Facing Yan Nineteen, these 'immortals', I couldn't help but feel a little afraid in my heart.

"Three days ago, I sent a group of people in, from Zhuji to True Immortal, there is one person in every realm." Yan Nineteen began to tell about his temptation three days ago.

There must be brave men under the heavy reward, and testing the ultimate gate is the most popular task in the fairy world today. Many monks who are desperate and are dying of life will choose to come and fight. It is best to succeed, and if you fail, you can also leave a fortune for future generations.

"After that, I used the materials corresponding to each level to refine ropes, tie them around their waists, and let them enter the door."

Speaking of this, Yan Shijiu pointed to the old man Yao who was bent over next to him and said.

"Everyone who went in disappeared, and the ropes that bound them were broken, but Yao Laohan was the only one who managed to return."

This result was also quite surprising to Yan Shijiu, because Yao Laohan didn't take the task at the beginning. He was the servant of the monk who entered the door, and because his life was not valuable, he was brought in by the monk who built the foundation. The rope that binds him is not any magic weapon, it is the most ordinary hemp rope.

Strange to say, those well-prepared cultivators lost their traces after entering the door, but it was Yao Laohan, an ordinary person, who successfully climbed back after turning around inside.

Wu Chong's gaze swept over.

I saw everything about Yao Laohan at a glance.

It's really just an ordinary person, and he doesn't even know what the concept of cultivating immortals is. Wu Chong also deliberately took a look at Yao Laohan's life number, and found that most of his life count had gone, and there were only more than ten years left.

How did such an ordinary person survive inside the door?

"What do you see behind the door?"

"The old man didn't see anything." Sensing the gaze of the 'immortal', Yao Laohan was a little stumbling when he spoke.

"Say it well!"

Yan Nineteen was a little dissatisfied and scolded.

"Yes."

Yao Laohan was excited, as if he had been domesticated by the landlord, and immediately began to answer his own experience.

After listening, Wu Chong's brows furrowed.

It's too commonplace.

According to Yao Laohan's description, after he entered the stone gate, he smelled a fragrance, which was meaty!

He had never smelled the smell in his life, and then he collapsed and slept comfortably in it.

I also had a long dream.

In his dream, he became an emperor, ate golden steamed buns every day, and used gold hoes to plow the ground. There is also the widow Wang in the next village who pinched his feet, and his life was so uncomfortable!

"Anyone else?"

Wu Chong looked at Yan Nineteen, he believed that Yan Nineteen must have tried more than this time.

After seeing Wu Chong's gaze, Yan Shijiu immediately spoke.

After perceiving that ordinary people could enter the door, the disciple found another group of people and asked them to repeat Yao Laohan's experience. As a result, only three out of ten people came back." As he spoke, Yan Nineteen turned his head and gestured.

The three survivors were quickly brought over.

A man and a woman, and a small child.

Natural disasters are everywhere in the mundane world, wars between countries, and gangs fighting. It is not difficult to find a few people who are not afraid of death and dare to work hard.

"The experiences of the two of them are also very similar, but the scene they encountered after entering the door was different from that of Yao Laohan." Yan Shijiu pointed to the man and woman from left to right and said.

"When the woman entered the door, she smelled flowers, and the man smelled camellia."

Speaking of this, Yan Nineteen paused and pointed to the last little boy and said.

"The only difference is this kid, he didn't smell anything when he came in, but saw a table of wine and food."

"Food?"

Wu Chong's eyes fell on the child, and he could see the difference between him at a glance.

This kid was born with a disease!

There is a problem with the sense of smell.

"This child's name is Xiaohu, and he was born with no sense of smell." Yan Shijiu touched the child's head and spoke.

A door that only allows ordinary people to travel to and from the door, and a loss of smell that will transform into a strange sight of vision.

What kind of place is this behind the door! (End of chapter)