"Interesting! This person's approach will be the same as that of Senior Brother Sun Yun back then! But Senior Brother Sun Yun has persisted for sixty-seven days, but I don't know how many days this Wang Lin can last!" The kind-faced young man touched his chin, and a smile of incomprehension appeared on the corner of his mouth.

His gaze was always calm, but within it, there was a strange flash.

The three levels of the entrance to the Tianyun Sect were arranged by Tianyunzi himself, splitting the void and taking one of them as the place of the three levels.

As long as you pass these three levels, you can have the qualification to become a disciple of the Heavenly Fortune Sect, this is an ironclad rule, and no one can change it.

At this moment, in the human pass, a hazy sky is like a veil covering the world, but in the depths, there is a place like a paradise.

The birds and flowers here, the willow trees are shady, and a few sudden dog barks did not break the tranquility here, but seemed to wake up the sleep, and the sound of human language slowly echoed.

This paradise is a mountain village, although there are not many people in the village, but they are neighbors for generations, and they get along with each other peacefully.

The third house in the north of the village is a separate house, although it is simple, but it is extremely comfortable to look at, at the door, a few ears of golden hairy grass, dotted with a trace of spring.

In the courtyard, neat firewood was piled up into a hill, several wooden round chairs were placed around, and there was a wooden table with teacups and teapots on it.

At this moment, an old man with a wrinkled face was sitting on a chair and sipping tea. Although the man was full of gray hair, he did not look old at all, and he took a teacup, took a sip, and looked up into the house.

There, a weak-crowned boy with a small carving knife bowed his head carved on a piece of red wood.

The old man showed a kind smile in his eyes, and looked at the boy with an extremely peaceful expression.

After a while, the boy's nose wrinkled, and when he looked up and saw the old man's gaze, he immediately ran a few steps to the old man's side, and said in a childish voice, "Who are you?"

The old man put down the teacup, touched the boy's head, and said with a smile, "Whoever you say I am, I am who I am"

The boy was about to speak, when a serious voice came from the house, "Huzi, don't pester your grandfather, go carve!"

With the voice, a middle-aged man lifted the curtain of the house and walked out of it.

The boy did not look back, but sighed, looked at the old man deeply, turned back to the house, and began the portrayal of the knife again. It's just that his gaze showed deep doubts.

The man glared at the boy, came to the old man's side, sat aside, poured tea for the old man, and said, "Dad, I'm going to the mountains tomorrow."

The old man always looked at the boy kindly, and after hearing the middle-aged man's words, he nodded slightly, and then stopped talking.

"What are you doing in the mountains?" a woman's voice came from outside the gate, and I saw an old woman with white hair walking into the courtyard with a column of vegetables in her hand. The middle-aged man hurriedly got up, went up to take the vegetable basket, and said, "Mother, I heard Erniu in the east of the village say that the mountains have not been peaceful recently, and there are big insects, we are going to find a few people to go up together to see, if you are lucky, you will get a tiger skin for your father to make a jacket." ”

The old woman opened her mouth to say something, but in the end, she glanced at the old man who had been looking at her grandson, sighed, and shook her head silently.

The days passed, and the middle-aged man, after leaving, never came back

The old woman waited day and night, but in the end she was waiting for a mutilated corpse. Under the grief, he fainted, and there was no day to wake up.

In the courtyard, from then on, it was known that there were only two grandchildren left.

The boy has been carving wood at school, and the old man has always been watching from the sidelines

"Have you learned to carve?" asked the old man softly.

"Not yet, this carving is too difficult to learn," said the boy, looking up at the old man calmly.

"How many times has this been?" the old man was silent, and after a while, he raised his head lightly and said.

The boy raised his head, looked at the old man, and said flatly, "It's the eighty-third time, and the next time is not far away." ”

"Don't you want to end it yet?" sighed the old man.

The boy looked up at the sky, and after a while, he shook his head and said, "Why do you want to end, this kind of life, it's very good, except I don't know who you are!" There are countless reincarnations, every time, everything is fixed, nothing changes, you know that all people will not come back once they are gone, you have experienced the same process countless times, and it is rare that you still can't see through it? What the hell are you doing?" the old man held the teacup and put it to his lips, but it never moved.

The boy retracted his gaze, cast it on the wood carving in his hand, and said softly for a long time, "Is it over?"

In the Heavenly Fortune Sect, under the Bodhi tree, a kind-faced young man, his expression was extremely serious at the moment, he stared at the void in the distance, and a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes.

"Eighty-three days have passed, this person is by no means an idle person! Back then, Senior Brother Sun Yun was only sixty-seven days; the three levels of entry are said to be tests, but in fact, if you can taste the taste, it will be a great chance! These three levels can only be experienced once in a person's life, and they were arranged by Master Master with great effort! This Wang Lin can actually stay in the first level for 83 days, and this person can't stay!"

His face became more and more gloomy, his eyes flickered, and after a few moments, he pinched his hands, and bursts of colorful light flickered on his hands, exuding dazzling colors.

"Future junior brother, let me help you, senior brother!" After the man finished speaking, his hands moved forward a little, and the colorful glow suddenly came out of his hand, and in a flash, disappeared into nothingness.

The boy kept his head down and carved, and suddenly, he suddenly raised his head and looked into the distance. But I saw a colorful glow suddenly appear from above the sky, emitting ten thousand rays of light.

This light was extremely domineering, and where it shone it was, it was like a hot soldering iron placed in the snow, and the bird song of the paradise here suddenly disappeared.

The floral fragrance is no longer diffuse.

The houses in the mountain village immediately dissipated, turning into white mist, spreading out in all directions, slowly getting lighter and more blurred.

One house after another, with the light of the light, all disappeared, and finally, only the third house in the north head stood alone.

The boy's gaze showed a hint of strangeness, he stared at the colorful glow, and with a wave of the carving knife in his hand, a silver light came out dazzlingly, heading straight to the sky.

An earth-shattering sound suddenly came from the sky, booming, dissipating all the haze around it.

The colorful light, like a candle flame blown by the wind, immediately became bright and dark. But suddenly, the strange flickering of these colorful lights actually merged with each other, forming a pair of bright eyes in the sky, as if they had seen through nothingness, and fell on the boy.