My understanding is against the heavens, I create a family of villains with longevity.

"A tomb is a city. This is the common nature of immortals who practice the Great Dream Dao. Surrounding it are guests, and the center is the market. The center of the market is the palace, and the palace is where officials live. Officials live in the center, and merchants are around. Petty officials are scattered in the city to control the people, and officials can also be selected from among the people. This cycle will last for thousands of years."

"What about the immortals? Where do they live?"

"Immortals will certainly not coexist with mortals. We need to go beyond the city walls and go forward, past the thirty gatehouses and three sky thresholds."

"Will I be able to see immortals after this?"

"Of course."

"From this point of view, this Immortal Wuyou really cherishes his life."

"Who says no hahahaha, this is a wonderful saying, this is very clever, hahahaha, hahahaha!"

On the long street of the city, three people were walking two in front and one behind. Wang Chuan and Chen Zhixing were walking in front and seemed to be chatting, but what they were talking about gave Chen Wanhong a headache.

After such a long period of contact, Chen Wanhong already knew that this junior of his could be considered a rebellious person. If he had not been born into a noble family and had not had a high status since childhood, he would probably be a robbery leader or a rebel.

But now that things have come to this, and he has reached such a status and position, is it really okay to talk about these things?

Chen Wanhong thought for a moment and finally decided to keep silent.

The purpose of this visit is to inherit the legacy left by the Immortal Wuyou. No matter what happens in the meantime, as long as I can get that legacy, it will be fine.

This has been his long-cherished wish for two thousand years, and he doesn't want it to come to nothing because of some inexplicable words.

The road ahead is just as Wang Chuan said.

The three of them first walked through the huge city, and then climbed up the thirty gatehouses in a row like climbing a mountain. But when they reached the first threshold behind the 30th gatehouse, Chen Wanhong was speechless when he looked at the cliff in front of him.

"The road is cut off here?"

"Of course it is broken. From the records of the long-term inheritance of my Tiansheng Palace, the term "difference between immortals and mortals" is almost always present in the immortal inheritance. Haha, in the eyes of those immortals, immortals are immortals and mortals are mortals. Since there is a difference between immortals and mortals, how can mortals see the immortals?"

"This statement is quite interesting. So the thirty gatehouses we passed by earlier also have their own stories."

"Of course." Wang Chuan turned around and pointed at the thirty gatehouses behind him and said, "The nine thousand steps and thirty gatehouses behind us are a journey of self-examination before the formation is broken. When you take a step, you have to face your own seven emotions and six desires. When you cross a threshold, you have to give up one desire. If there is really a mortal who can walk all the way here, his desires have been reduced by 99%, and he can no longer be called a human being."

"This road reduces my mind, I don't know why."

"Ask the heart."

"This name is clever. It uses the road of self-examination to remove the human heart. The person who designed this road may have no intention at all."

"Hahahaha, he's an immortal, how could an immortal have any ulterior motives?" Wang Chuan laughed, and seemed to be very hopeful about Chen Zhixing's words. Then he pointed to the stepless road in front and said, "Although the formation of the stairs in the back has been broken, the threshold in the front is still there. We need to use Taoism as the stairs to connect to the Heavenly Road before we can continue to move forward."

As he spoke, Wang Chuan took a step forward. Under his feet, a year's worth of Taoism turned into a staircase for him to step on.

Seeing this, Chen Zhixing smiled slightly, and then stepped on it.

The road of self-examination will eliminate human desires, and the road of heaven will eliminate Taoism.

So what will be lost along the way?

On the steps, feeling his own spiritual power leaving his body and then returning, Chen Zhixing didn't think that it was the Immortal Wuyou who was kind enough to return these spiritual powers to him. It was more likely that the part that absorbed these spiritual powers was damaged after the magic circle was broken, which allowed these spiritual powers to return.

The road to heaven is neither long nor short. After three hundred steps, you will step onto a platform.

There was a pool of water on the platform. When Chen Wanhong climbed up here, he saw Wang Chuan and Chen Zhixing, who had arrived here earlier, talking to the water in the pool.

"This is the body-washing pool. If you want to continue climbing up, you need to wash off the weight of your body in this first pool of water before you can pass the obstruction of the Weak Water Heavenly River behind you. You need to know that the three thousand weak waters also have three hundred steps. The predecessors have lost their minds and magic powers. If they lose their bodies when they arrive here, I'm afraid no one can pass the three hundred weak water steps."

"So, Wuyou never intended to meet the mortals in the city below the mountain?"

"How can you say that?" Wang Chuan smiled and shook his head: "It is an opportunity for the immortal to leave a mortal with a chance to meet him. If they are just the threshold of opportunity, how can you say that the immortal does not want to see them?"

"That makes sense, so let's move on?"

"good!"

After saying this, the two of them did not step into the bathing pool, but walked directly over the pool. In just a few steps, they crossed the pool and the exaggeratedly wide river of 300 miles behind it.

Chen Wanhong also wanted to follow.

But just as he was about to step into the air like the two people in front of him, he felt his whole body tremble, and then he fell into the bathing pool below with a splash.

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Feeling that the strange energy coming from the pool water was washing away the physical strength he had accumulated over two thousand years, Chen Wanhua wanted to struggle but found that his whole body was powerless. He wanted to ask for help but found that he couldn't open his mouth.

What should he say?

Call Chen Zhixing and Wang Chuan back to save us?

Putting aside whether he could sell this face, the water in the pool was not fatal to him, and the so-called washing away of the strength of his physical body could at most be like waking up from a dream after obtaining the Worry-Free inheritance. By then, he would have obtained the inheritance without losing his physical body.

No problem.

Thinking of this, Chen Wanhong struggled in the bathing pool for a long time, until his body was purified by the water and became ordinary again. Then he struggled out of the water and chased forward along the path that appeared behind the water.

Behind the bathing pool is the Weak Water River.

When Chen Wanhong arrived here, Chen Zhixing and Wang Chuan were no longer in sight, and the 300-li Ruoshui River that appeared in front of him was not the calm water he had thought, but a turbulent torrent with waves as huge as a hurricane.

"If it were an ordinary person, after having his body and magic power washed away, how could he possibly cross these three hundred miles of weak water?"

Chen Wanhua wiped his face in front of the river, then used his magic power to try to fly over the river.

next second.

puff.

As soon as he flew to the river, Chen Wanhong fell into the water again.

This time was different from the last time in the bathing pool. He could still use his magic power, but he could not fly in the Weak Water. Even if he used his magic power, he could only flow in the river like a mortal. At most, he could keep his own strength from being exhausted. As for summoning a water dragon from the Weak Water to carry him across the river, he really couldn't even think about it.

It’s not that Chen Wanhong couldn’t summon the water dragon, but the water dragon he summoned fell directly into a deeper place and disintegrated. Not to mention carrying him across the river, the water dragon couldn’t even keep itself from sinking!

Seeing this, Chen Wanhong was really dumbfounded.

No magic power, no physical body, no supernatural powers.

How could he, as a mortal, swim across this 300-li-wide Weak Water?

Not to mention that Chen Wanhong was blocked by the Tianhe River at this time, let’s just say that at this time, the two people who had already crossed the Ruoshui were now stopping before the last threshold.

Standing in front of this threshold, Chen Zhixing remained silent.

Wang Chuan, who already knew what the third level was, smiled and said softly as he looked at the object in front of him:

"See? The so-called immortals never regard us as human beings. Even if they want to leave a legacy among our human race, they will torture us to death and then give you the deepest despair. If you come here like this and never give up, you may really have a chance to meet him. But even so, you may not really get anything after meeting him."

"Did our ancestors at Tiansheng Palace encounter similar situations?"

"Or worse than that."

"How to say."

"There were more than a million people who crossed into the Immortal Realm at the beginning. After a hundred thousand years, no one could become an immortal."

"That's really despairing."

As he spoke, Chen Zhixing looked at the things in front of him and wanted to pick it up, but after thinking about it, he shook his head.

“Forget it. When my ancestor comes, I will let him make his own choice. I just don’t know if he will still have the energy to inherit the so-called Great Dream inheritance after seeing this thing.”

"good!"

In this way, Chen Zhixing and Wang Chuan waited in front of the third door for seven days.

Seven days later, a figure with a pale face and a weak mind climbed up from the cliff behind.

Yes, cliff.

The width of the Ruoshui River in Tianhe is three hundred feet. After swimming across the Ruoshui River to the other side, the cliff on the other side is also three hundred feet high.

If Chen Wanhong was not a mortal, if he had not encountered the two tests of self-examination and heavenly road, and had only washed his body and crossed the Weak Water, and still had some magic power and Taoism, Chen Wanhong felt that he would not be afraid of this three-hundred-foot-high cliff no matter what.

But is it really a good thing to cross this high cliff?

When the distraught Chen Wanhong walked up to the two, he saw the two who had been waiting for him in front of the third door. After seeing the thing next to them, Chen Wanhong couldn't help swallowing his saliva and asked them:

"What is the third level?"

"The third official is right before our eyes."

"In front of me?"

Chen Wanhong looked around, but finally had to fix his gaze on the object next to the two people.

That's a knife.

There was a line of words written next to the knife.

Just like when I climbed the Platform of Self-Examination just now, there are words written around it, 'Pass the thirty gate towers to examine your heart, only those with a light and clear mind can see the immortals', and 'Those who can see the immortals must not be rude, only those who have washed away their brute force can see the immortals', and it is also like this, 'How can a mortal with flesh and blood see the immortals? If you want to see the immortals, it is better to meet them with your soul'.

How can a mortal with flesh and blood see the face of an immortal? If you want to see an immortal, it is better to meet it with your soul!

"Are you asking me to commit suicide?"

There was three parts of disbelief in his expression, as well as three parts of despair and confusion. As he spoke, Chen Wanhong looked at Chen Zhixing who was standing aside.

After seeing Chen Zhixing nod, the ancestor of the Chen family, who had been trapped in front of the Changsheng Gate for two thousand years, smiled and picked up the long knife to chop off his own head.

After one cut, the head fell off.

The illusory soul appeared in the air, nodded to Chen Zhixing, and then floated towards the door.

All that remains is "wait for me to come back".

Seeing this, Chen Zhixing couldn't help but frown.

Seeing this, Wang Chuan also sighed.

"Don't worry. The 300 scattered mixed strong winds at the door had already been taken away by Tiansheng when Tiansheng first came. Now there is only a void left at the door. Even if Chen Wanhong can't bear it in the end, he will not be in danger of falling. You and I will wait here for a while."

"I'm not worried about the safety of the ancestor."

"Oh?" Wang Chuan looked at Chen Zhixing curiously: "Then what are you worried about?"

"I was just wondering, since the immortal's body was not buried at this door, is there really a so-called Great Dream inheritance behind this door?"

Wang Chuan smiled but said nothing when he heard this.

Is there a Worry-Free inheritance behind the gate?

Have!

Immortals always make many mistakes, but when it comes to keeping their words, they never make any mistakes.

They may set up many barriers on the road to obtaining their own inheritance, so that no one who comes later can obtain the inheritance left by them by conventional means, but they will never set up an empty place of inheritance to confuse people's minds.

Of course, Wang Chuan’s understanding is that since I have already made sure that no one can obtain this inheritance, then what does it matter if I leave the inheritance behind?

Or maybe it is just a heritage. If someone can really pass the threshold they set, then what's the harm in passing it on? Not only will they not suffer any loss, but they can also establish a connection with a true genius through inheritance.

All in all, there is indeed a heritage behind this door.

But can Chen Wanhong really get this inheritance?

the answer is negative.

On the 30th day after Chen Wanhong walked in, the two people who were drinking tea in front of the door suddenly felt that the world in front of them was in a trance. Seeing this, Wang Chuan smiled at Chen Zhixing and said, "Your ancestor couldn't hold on and activated his magical powers. Let's refill the tea later."

"Of course."

As Chen Zhixing nodded, the world in front of the two of them completely became empty.

Wait until you open your eyes again.

But he had already appeared in Wang Chuan's courtyard where Chen Zhixing had just arrived.

The pot of tea is still brewing.

Behind the stove, Wang Chuan pointed to the teapot in front of Chen Zhixing with a smile on his face.

It can be seen that the memory of this top-level master from Tiansheng Palace was not affected by Chen Wanhong's "awakening from a dream".

Wang Chuan was not affected, so Chen Zhixing would naturally not be affected by it either.

After seeing his ancestor Chen Wanhong suddenly fall to the ground behind him with his mouth opening and closing, he just walked over helplessly and sent a magical power into Chen Wanhong's body.

He also asked out loud:

"Did the ancestor get what he wanted on this trip?"

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No one gave an answer.

At this moment, Chen Wanhong was just busy breathing, looking at everything around him with lifeless eyes. While gasping for breath, he occasionally let out strange roars.

It seemed as if he was crying, and also as if he was telling the world what had happened to him in that silent void where there was nothing and no sound, change, or fluctuation.

No one knows.