Wu Wei spread out his consciousness and flew all the way through the sky, with secluded villages at his feet, occasionally passing over a few lively towns, and finally passing through the vast wilderness, the place he passed through seemed to be boundless, extremely vast.

A few days later, he flew to the sky above a primeval forest, and still did not find any monk's breath, and there was no trace of demon beasts in the forest, this world was more like a mortal country that existed in a special way.

He looked down on the whole quiet and far-reaching gray world, and thought to himself that as long as he got used to this gray environment, he would be able to live here peacefully and comfortably.

About half a year has passed since I entered this gray world.

His figure flashed and landed on a tall primeval peak, a month ago he had discovered that the gray gas in this area was extremely thick, and he flew here in curiosity to find out what was happening.

As far as the eye can see, the surrounding scenery is still the condensation of gray gas, this mountain peak is the highest point of this tens of thousands of miles of territory, surrounded by thousands of cliffs, steep cliffs, thick gray fog in which the surging and swirling, like a fairyland.

Approaching the peak, I saw that in the dense fog of the mountain peak, there was a building that reached into the sky, looming in the fog, like a majestic fairy palace, ordinary mortals could not climb it at all.

After careful investigation, it was found that this is a ring-shaped 'tower', covering an area of more than ten zhang, and there is a milky white bead inlaid at every few zhang above the tower, and the rich gray gas emanates from the bead, and the majestic air ripples ripple towards the surroundings.

"Could this be the source of gray gas?"

Wu Wei was suspended in mid-air, observing the strange bead with a surprised face, and asked such a question in his heart, the bead was the size of a basin, and he could feel the majestic energy emanating from it from afar, like a giant dragon arch bead breathing.

After scanning for a while, he triggered his divine consciousness to penetrate the thick tower walls, but still found no signs of life, and his heart became more and more surprised as to why such a ghostly place existed.

He groaned slightly, his figure flashed, and flew into the tower, and as soon as he got into it, he felt that the gray gas in the tower was already thick to the substance, as if he had fallen into a large gray lake, and the majestic gas penetrated from the pores like a tide.

He knew that this gray gas was of great benefit to his body, so he simply didn't stop it, but the strange thing was that after these gray gases merged into his body, they were washed by the blood meridians, and finally all of them rushed towards the position of Zhihai at the head.

But in a moment, he immediately felt the change in his head to know the sea, and saw that a small golden lake the size of a fist gradually formed in the sky above the sea of knowledge, and the blue waves of the lake rippled, like a bright moon hanging high in the sky.

"This..."He soon noticed that his ears and eyes suddenly became clearer, and his heart was surprised and surprised, "Could it be that this gray qi helps the cultivation of divine consciousness?"

After thinking about it, he continued to walk higher up the tower, and from the bottom up, the foggy staircase leading to the spire was like a natural ladder leading to Xiao Han.

About a pillar of incense has passed.

Wu Wei stepped on the ladder and climbed to the top of the tower, above which was a platform about three zhang square, and the platform was still filled with gray gas, surging and tumbling, like a gray ocean.

Upon closer inspection, it was found that there was a one-zhang-sized pool in the middle of the platform, bubbling with liquefied ash and full of surging energy.

Around the pool, there are eight circular pillars that cannot be enclosed by one person in a very regular manner, and the pillars are carved with strange patterns like Taoist texts, and the light of the gods is emanating from them, which is dizzying.

The columns are connected to each other by a Shenhua traction, and from the perspective of the entire layout, the gray gas emitted by the milky white beads outside the tower is pulled away through these columns.

"It's like a huge formation..."Wu Wei thought a little in his heart, but the formation in front of him was much more complicated than he knew: "Maybe it has far exceeded the scope of the formation. ”

Just when Wu Wei was groaning, an illusory figure of an old man suddenly slowly condensed in the gray air of the pool, and I saw him wearing a gray robe, his eyes closed, his hands folded, sitting cross-legged, exuding an ancient and vicissitudes of life, as if a 10,000-year-old Xuanshi condensed out of the gray mist.

Wu Wei was shocked for a while, and subconsciously took a few steps back, the other party didn't seem to have any cultivation fluctuations, but he didn't dare to be careless, how could the people who could appear here be ordinary people.

"Young man, you are the third human to come to the 'Xuanmen' in thousands of years. The old man's eyes were closed, and he suddenly spoke, his voice far away and vicissitudes, as if he was thousands of miles away.

It's just that Wu Wei listened to it in his ears, but it was like a dusk drum and morning bell, hitting his heart directly, making his spirit tremble, as if he was about to leave his body.

He stared at the illusory old man with a shocked face, completely unaware that the other party was actually a living person, and he quickly concluded that the old man in front of him was not without cultivation, but that his cultivation had reached a height that he could not imagine, which made him have an unreal ethereal feeling.

He forcibly calmed his mind, mustered up great courage, bowed to the old man, and said, "Please also ask the seniors to answer the doubts in the hearts of the juniors..."

After a long time, the illusory figure of the old man completely opened his slightly closed eyes, his eyes were as vast as stars, unfathomable, he seemed to know what Wu Wei wanted to ask, and whispered to himself: "'Xuanmen' is the only way to the Fourth Realm. ”

The old man cherished words like gold, and after saying this short sentence, he slowly closed his eyes, and then his illusory gray figure gradually disappeared, like ice and snow melting, gradually dissolving into one with the thick fog around him, and finally disappeared.

"The Third Human"

"Genmon"

"The Four Realms"

"Why did you get here..."

Wu Wei had too many questions in his heart, and when he wanted to ask carefully, the other party had disappeared, and he couldn't help but sigh helplessly.