"Guys, go in. ”

As the gatekeeper's faint voice fell, dozens of young masters poured into the stone hall one after another, except for a few geniuses such as Wu Tainan, who remained indifferent, the rest of the people could not hide their emotional fluctuations when they came to the last level, especially when they had just learned that they might have the opportunity to win the first place, their hearts were even more surging.

Ye Wen knew very well that as long as he maintained a normal mind and did not show flaws due to carelessness, there were only a few young masters who could threaten him here, even if it was the most unfathomable Wu Taiyan, he might not be able to defeat him, so he should concentrate and calm down and adjust his state to the most perfect and immaculate state.

He was no longer distracted to speculate about the strangeness of this trial, in fact, no matter what the road ahead was, his fate was already doomed a long time ago, he didn't know how many nights, he dreamed that he was swallowed by the spiritual space, and then woke up, but he didn't tell anyone about it, whether it was Xiaoqian or Xiaoyue, because he didn't want them to worry about things that couldn't be changed.

Maybe it's a lot of worry, maybe it's a day of thinking, maybe it's a night dream, but it's more likely that it's a fate that Ye Wen must accept one day, for Ye Wen, who relies quite on his own intuition, this kind of strange dream containing a bad omen seems extremely real, and it is almost an omen.

In other words, ordinary people may have completely collapsed, even if they are strong, they will panic and seek all ways to save them, but Ye Wen is convinced that there is no miracle in this world that does not require sacrifice, and the spiritual space is a miracle from heaven that saves him and Xiaoqian, so in return, it is not so incomprehensible for him to give his life and even his soul.

This kind of mentality does not mean that he will accept his fate, but it only means that he has already accepted the future calmly, no matter what that future is, and because of this, Ye Wen can calmly face all the crises in front of him, and can also meet the upcoming predicament without fear.

If you come here, you will be safe, so why think too much. This is a portrayal of Ye Wen's truest state of mind.

Ye Wen, who is suspicious by nature, although it is difficult to suppress his suspicious and speculative thoughts, he will always calm down the turbulent state of mind in the end, and further grow up in the struggle and grinding.

Seeing that the crowd was about to disappear behind the door, Ye Wen raised his steps, went up the steps at a speed that was neither fast nor slow, and followed in.

The mysterious man next to the big mahogany box, and the middle-aged man guarding the door on the right side, all sat cross-legged with their eyes slightly drooping, sitting on the hard floor, one with a gentle smile on the corner of their lips, and the other as cold as ice.

Ye Wen glanced at them and quietly crossed the threshold.

The creaking sound of the door closing slowly sounded behind him, Ye Wen looked ahead, and what caught his eye was the interior of the stone hall, a long corridor stretched straight into the distance, as if there was no end, along the way, the space on both sides was separated by the stone wall into countless small rooms.

The paper in Ye Wen's hand suddenly moved slightly, as if it had become a living thing and became straight, as if it was a compass, and it was actually automatically pulling the breath from somewhere, leading Ye Wen to continue walking.

Ye Wen looked up at the other people walking in front of him, some of them had been pulled into the small rooms on both sides, and more of them continued to move forward, judging from their walking steps, they were obviously following the guidance at will.

A moment later, Ye Wen came to a strange small room, he raised his head to look at the number engraved on the door, his eyebrows raised slightly, and then he sensed that the breath disappeared from the corridor, obviously most of the people had entered the small room where the breath could be isolated.

The door was closed, as if it had no intention of opening.

Feeling the fluctuation of the aura on the door, Ye Wen's heart moved, pasted the small paper in his palm, and then slowly pressed it on the door.

Thundered!

The stone door was divided into two pieces and slowly submerged into the walls on both sides, revealing the small space inside, and a majestic and astonishing aura came to the face. Ye Wen's pupils shrank sharply, his nose twitched a few times, and then he realized that this is a symbol of aura condensing to the extreme, from invisible to tangible, and aura is no longer a colorless and tasteless form, and it even has a little taste at this moment.

The small room is comparable to the cultivation spiritual land, which is not inferior to the treasure land in the jungle, and even surpasses it to a certain extent, because cultivating here, there is no need to worry about enemies and demon beasts taking advantage of it.

Ye Wen Huoran walked in.

He has always felt that wasting is a rather shameful thing, especially in the face of the treasure land of cultivation, if any spiritual energy leaks out, this may cause heavenly punishment, although he does not believe in ghosts and gods, but he absolutely believes that if he continues to stand in place for a few more seconds, he is afraid that it will reach the point of common anger of people and gods.

Rumble!

As Ye Wen's feet completely stepped into the room, the stone door weighing more than a thousand catties stretched out from both sides and slowly closed. Ye Wen's heart was a little calm, maybe the organizer didn't take this kind of waste seriously, but as soon as he thought that just a few seconds, there was enough spiritual energy for the third or fourth cultivator to further dissipate without a trace, and the feeling of pain in his flesh was really indescribable.

The room is not big, but the decoration is extremely luxurious, the pearl on the top exudes a faint light, reflecting the smooth and visible jade bricks on the ground, and the surrounding walls are also painted with magnificent and majestic pictures, birds and beasts, fierce dragons and tigers, lifelike, so that the eyes of the heart palpitations.

Obviously it is full of patterns, but the walls are extremely smooth, the patterns seem to be innate, it seems that they are not artificially carved, but naturally formed, although they know that this feeling is a bit ridiculous, but Ye Wen subconsciously gave rise to this idea from his heart and could not disperse.

Looking down, the floor was spotless and pleasantly clean.

Ye Wen was born in a dirty place, and he is accompanied by garbage all the year round, so he is naturally not like the children of the aristocracy, and has a superfluous cleanliness habit, but this does not hinder his desire to pursue a better life.

Even though he had to roll in the garbage heap in search of food, the little snail house where he lived with Xiao Qian was always clean, for fear of polluting Xiao Qian's delicate body.

Therefore, Ye Wen's cognition of the concept of cleanliness may not be much inferior to that of pampered aristocratic children.

"It's such a big dust bead, after I go back, maybe I should find an opportunity to buy such one, it should be quite good in Xiaoqian's boudoir." ”

Ye Wen looked up at a round jade bead as big as a goose egg hanging on the roof, his heart moved slightly, and he could tell at a glance that the reason why the room was so clean that it was spotless was due to the fact that the bead on the top was indispensable.

A raised stone mass was placed in the center of the room, and the concentration of aura gathered around it was extremely amazing, and it was the most intense area in the entire room.

Ye Wen glanced at it a few times, and then sat down unceremoniously.