At this time, there was nothing else in Wang Xiaokan's eyes, only his end point ---- Shanmen! It is estimated that everyone else at this time is also thinking like this, and they are all working hard.

Near, closer......

Although, he has not been able to catch up with the people in front, which makes Wang Xiaokan a little discouraged. But the mountain gate that gradually became clear in his eyes obviously made his emotions even higher, and his whole face was glowing.

One step, one step, another......

Just when he thought that he would be free and relax immediately, he suddenly found that the dazzling halo in front of him made him reflexively close his eyes......

When I opened it again, I found myself lying on the bed, the bed in the dormitory!

How is it possible in the blink of an eye?

Wang Xiaokan was startled and jumped up, but he didn't pay attention to the environment he was in. As a result, he screamed "ah~~~", covering his sore forehead, looking confused: Isn't he on the immortal ladder of Bixia Sect? How can he sleep in the dormitory? This, this, what the hell is going on?

"Brother Kan, what are you crying out about early in the morning?" The fourth child on the upper bunk was the first to be woken up by him, picked up his messy hair, and pounded the bed fiercely, hoping to beat the people in the lower bunk out of a full head.

He wiped his face again, sobered up a little, and then sneered unceremoniously: "No, Brother Kan, your cheering words don't seem to be this, right?

"Who said that, I didn't want to change it. Wang Xiaokan was still confused, and reflexively sang: "Today is a good day, what a good day; Uncle is going to turn over today, he wants to turn over! Bad luck is far away, and the lucky stars are shining high! Defeat the rich and handsome, better than Xu Baimian, win the hearts of beauties, beauties!"

The familiar music of the four people completely woke up the few remaining people in the dormitory, and the third child, who was angry to get up, went crazy on the spot: "I said Brother Kan, can you stop a little?"

He looked unhappy and slapped the bed board loudly, "I watched the video yesterday and saw it at three o'clock in the middle of the night, and I only slept for a few hours, and I was woken up by you." ”

......

After being crusaded against by several brothers, Wang Xiaokan gradually sobered up, and he muttered to himself: "What the hell is going on? Moreover, why do I feel that this scene is very familiar? familiar but can't remember, ah, what's going on?" Wang Xiaokan hugged his head and shrunk into a ball in pain, wishing to roll two more circles to express his depression.

Until the boss's sentence "The flower of the Chinese department is not so easy to chase, Kan'er, let's be realistic!" made Wang Xiaokan slow down and his expression moved: This, isn't this the scene before he crossed?

He still clearly remembers that at the beginning, he did not listen to the persuasion of his brothers, and had to buy tickets for Lu Han's concert for the Chinese department, but he ran too quickly, was hit by a truck, and crossed.

But now, why did he come back again? Could it be that everything that happened after that was just a dream that Wang Xiaokan had? Just a dream? But why is it so real? It's like having experienced it myself. This, how can this be?

Before Wang Xiaokan could think clearly, the fourth child on the top bunk began to encourage him: "I said Brother Kan, you won't be cowardly, right? Or do you know that the flower doesn't look down on you, so you don't want us to see jokes?"

This sentence, by the way, this sentence has not appeared before! Moreover, this is not like what the fourth child would say.

Don't......

Wang Xiaokan was a little vigilant in his heart, he glanced at the fourth child who was still talking with complicated eyes, the more he looked at it, the more suspicious he became, and the more he looked at it, the more painful his heart became.

It turned out that it was really his wishful thinking.

Wang Xiaokan has never understood so clearly as now that he has really crossed over, crossed into a world of Xianxia that he has never set foot in, and everything that was originally here has nothing to do with him anymore, and the familiar people here will never be seen again.

To put it bluntly, all this is just a little infatuation in his heart.

Wang Xiaokan remembered the novels he read, in which the protagonists would more or less go back to the world before the time travel to take a look, but in the end, they would find that everything was just their own heart.

However, what made Wang Xiaokan puzzle was that the heart tribulation would not appear until the foundation building period of the monks?

After thinking about it for a long time, Wang Xiaokan remembered that he was on the ladder of seeking immortals, and immediately (⊙_⊙) ......

Isn't it? Bixia Sect is so good at playing?

Wang Xiaokan only felt that 10,000 grass and mud horses were whizzing over his head, and the whole person was not good. He originally thought that Bixia Sect could think of adding weight to the people who climbed the ladder little by little, coupled with the strange sun fire, it was perverted enough. I didn't expect that the more perverted ones were still to come, and they actually arranged for people to refine their hearts at the best moment when everyone's minds were relaxed, which is really, hehe, wise!

In the last sentence, Wang Xiaokan said it through gritting his back molars. I believe that if any of the high-ranking officials of the Bixia Sect were in front of him at this time, he would definitely have the courage to go up and bite two bites.

It's such a bully.

Sure enough, he is worthy of being regarded by the head of the Bixia Sect as a ladder to seek immortals, and it is really a big deal! He really underestimated the wealth of the Bixia Sect.

"It's a pity, the head of this family is full of blessings, and the little illusion will be broken!"

Wang Xiaokan gritted his teeth and ended the experience of the first illusion and returned to the immortal ladder. Looking around, sure enough, it was still where he had just stood, and there was no change in the surroundings.

Wang Xiaokan squinted his eyes and raised his head, seeing that the people above him were more or less trapped in the illusion, putting on different postures, and the pace under his feet almost slowed down, and some did not even change.

This made Wang Xiaokan sigh a little, it seems that whether he can break the illusion or not depends on talent and perseverance, and even there may be a little luck in it.

Wang Xiaokan glanced back again, and saw that many of the people below were trying to climb up, but some had already given up, and at least half of the number of people on this long ladder was missing. The elimination rate is so high that it is really frightening.

However, Wang Xiaokan also saw the confusion in the eyes of a few people who were close, probably wondering why they slowed down? However, Wang Xiaokan did not have the habit of leaking questions.

He smiled slightly, turned his head, and walked up another step, seeing that there was no change in his surroundings, but that his delay made the sun even hotter.

Wang Xiaokan wiped the sweat that was getting more and more on his face, but saw a person appear in his gradually clear vision, an embarrassed person: his black hair was scattered in a mess, and some were still tangled in a mess because of the half-dried sweat. The clothes on his body were also scratched and scarred, and he was extremely embarrassed to look at.

With this appearance, it is estimated that no one would have thought that this person was actually the personable son of the turbidity Shijia they had seen before-Shen Qingyu.

Even Wang Xiaokan watched it several times before he dared to confirm that he was Shen Qingyu! It's just that I don't know what kind of illusion he has experienced, he looks like a crazy demon who is neither human nor ghost, and he has completely lost his previous demeanor.

However, none of this has much to do with him. Wang Xiaokan just glanced in his direction for his own thoughts, but other than that, he wouldn't do much.