Liu Daosheng

Few people can stand the delicious food. Two hours is too painful for a group of people who have not tasted delicious food for a long time. Not everyone has a strong inhibition.

The first one who couldn't bear it was the strong man. He was the first to rush over, gnawing crazily, his hands kept pawing and pulling on the plate, and his mouth was full.

There is a price to be paid for not being patient. After the strong man finished eating three large dishes, he began to tremble, his hands clutching his throat tightly, and he made a 'ho ho' sound from his mouth.

The others were frightened, they didn't dare to approach at all, they could only watch the strong man fell to the ground and cut his own throat, the blood flowed out continuously, and those delicious things turned into square pieces of clay, it was that Clay stuck to the strong man's throat, making it impossible for him to breathe.

Ten minutes passed, the strong man died, and this was the third one.

Of the seven, there were only four left, namely He Xian, Scholar, Pan Ran and Pan Zhuo.

In the end there is a body door and a mind door, maybe none of them will survive in the end.

The scenery in the body door gives people a strong visual impact. Just entering the body door, standing in front of them are all beautiful and handsome men. Their skins should be as white as they are white, and their faces should be as gorgeous as they are. Such a scene It's so eye-catching.

The body refers to the feeling of the body. What they have to do is to restrain the original impulse and temporarily be a person of asceticism for one day.

During this day, the four of them watched those scantily clad people swaying back and forth in front of them expressionlessly, making all kinds of bold moves, and even the scholars who had always read sage books silently had nosebleeds.

"Young master, my house is so hot, can you help me?" The beautiful, sexy and innocent woman in red leaned on the scholar's shoulder and kept blowing into his ear, the warm air blowing on the scholar's earlobe Bright red.

He wiped away the dripping nosebleed, "□□, emptiness is color,□□..." He kept repeating this sentence, but his eyes still kept wandering towards the woman.

When the scholar stretched out his sleeve uncontrollably, with a 'pop', He Xian's right hand touched the scholar's face, and that half of his face was immediately swollen.

"Oh, why did you hit me?" The scholar said pitifully, rubbing his hot cheeks aggrieved.

"It's nothing, itchy hands." He Xian smiled harmlessly at the scholar, as if it was really just itchy hands.

"..." The scholar who wanted to cry without tears had no choice but to accept this answer silently. He looked at the beautiful woman in red again, and all he had in his heart was grievance.

He Xian used this trick very well, and it has continued. Whenever the scholar's eyes or movements start to be impure, her hand will hit the scholar's cheek directly, with a 100% accuracy rate.

The scholar was being molested by a beautiful woman, while Pan Ran was being molested by a handsome man. The handsome man had a burly figure and a vague appearance (because he couldn't see it), with a wild sense of beauty.

But when this man was about to approach Pan Ran, he was picked up by another man and thrown out. The man wearing a mask walked in. The man blocked everyone from approaching, and he just looked at Pan Ran. , until the end of their customs clearance.

The last hurdle is the mind door, which is also the most difficult hurdle.

This level is very much like a psychological exploration. Everyone was locked up alone as soon as they entered, and then they had a dream, a dream in which they were selected by the heavens, in which they would show their truest selves.

Dream

Pan Ran dreamed that he was chosen, and he became the only one who survived. He Xian, the scholar, and Pan Zhuo all died. They died in the gate of seven emotions and six desires because of their own greed.

But the strange thing is that Pan Ran, who survived, didn't see anyone or even any scene. Everything was white, and he felt a little dizzy.

Then, pictures appeared in front of Pan Ran, which were the first half of his life. This kind of memory scene had happened once before, but every time I saw Pan Ran, I still felt uncomfortable.

Is the mind-door just looking back at the past life?

Of course not, everything in the Mind Door is an illusion, he will give anyone any scene they want, some are surrounded by powerful and beautiful women, some are quiet and beautiful pastoral life, and some are nostalgia and review of the past.

But Pan Ran has a heartache for the past but no longer misses it, so after those scenes passed, what he saw was still a vast expanse of whiteness. He thought he wanted to go to the heavens and save his life, but in fact he really wanted to... All you want is to live a good life, nothing else.

Some people waste their lives in the door of mind, and some people spend a second in it. Pan Ran only stayed at the door of mind for a short 3 minutes. During these 3 minutes, he saw his former self and the family members who were most important to him.

After 3 minutes, he completely let go, he no longer complained to Pan Zhuo, this is not tolerant or kind, it is just his state of mind.

The exit of the door of meaning appeared spontaneously after 3 minutes, and Pan Ran walked in, and he became the real first person to pass the level.

"Congratulations, this way please." The two immortals reappeared, this time to welcome Pan Ran.

Pan Ran left the gray and white thirteen doors, he looked back, only saw the undulating color change on the last door, and hoped that they would also pass the level successfully and get through his heart.

After entering the heavenly realm, he has nothing to do with the human realm. Pan Ran was assigned to be under the command of a master, who is said to be called, Supreme Master.

"Go in, you will live here from now on, just ask the Venerable Master if you have anything to do." After speaking, the immortal left, as if he didn't want to stay for another second.

"...Okay." Pan Ran nodded, looking at the back of the fairy who left in a hurry with doubts.

Du Wushang's residence is very simple, but full of aura. It is a treasure with the most aura in the heaven. It is said that the Emperor and Du Wushang once competed for this place at the beginning, but they lost in the end.

"Phew, I can finally come out." Xiao Shi Jing, who had been bored for a long time, suddenly got out, he let out a long breath and started to walk into the stone gate.

Startled by Xiao Shijing's sudden action, Pan Ran immediately grabbed Xiao Shijing, "No, you can't go out here yet."

Xiao Shi Jing, who was caught, pouted, "This is the place of the great master, it's okay." He tried hard to break free from Pan Ran's shackles, and then flew in unsteadily.

Master?

Could it be that the original owner of the little stone mirror was Du Supreme?This thought made Pan Ran tremble, and he thought what if Du Wushang thought he had stolen his stone mirror?

Pan Ran, who was a little worried, just stood at the door and refused to go in. He didn't want to offend the owner here once he entered.

As if aware of Pan Ran's hesitation, Du Wu said, "Come in, I'll give you three seconds."

These words were so cold that Pan Ran shivered from the cold. He quickly stepped over without hesitation. As soon as he passed, the heavy stone door closed automatically.

After entering, what Pan Ran saw was a man with a fairy face full of frost. The man was holding a big stone mirror in his hand, which looked five times stronger than the small stone mirror, and the small stone mirror was Fei smiled happily.

"Little master, come quickly." Xiao Shijing happily ran towards Pan Ran, not aware of his master's desire to hide himself.

Pan Ran smiled awkwardly, and let Xiao Shijing pull him over, while Bai Jiahei in his arms squatted obediently on Pan Ran's shoulder to comb her hair.

"From today onwards, you are the handyman here, that is, the little slave. You will handle all the chores here, understand?"

Du Wushang looked at Pan Ran with a cold face, as if he was about to kill Pan Ran, Pan Ran became even colder.

"Yes, I, I know." Pan Ran was so frightened that she didn't dare to look forward at all, but just stared at the well-polished stone table.

Du Wu nodded in satisfaction, and walked away with the big stone mirror that was broadcasting Pan Ran's current situation. No one could have guessed that he was actually looking at Pan Ran, and those who didn't know thought he was practicing spells.

Pan Ran didn't let out a breath until he saw Du Wu walking away. He wiped the sweat from his brow, lay down on the stone table and watched Bai Jiahei continue to comb his hair.

"Master, how is it? Great master is very nice." Xiao Shijing looked very proud.

"..." If it's good to be cold and scary.

"Master, I will take you to your room. The great master always cleans that room. Now that you are finally here, the great master must be very happy." Xiao Shijing led the way ahead, while flying While continuing to praise nothing.

Pan Ran was still silent, he didn't believe what Xiao Shijing said anymore, as expected, it's better to be Bai Jiahei from his family, he is well-behaved and sensible, and can be cute.

Little Shi Jing, who didn't know that he was kicked out of the competition for favor by the little master, was still talking to himself, the expression on his face was soaring.

Du Wu saw all this, he stroked the big stone mirror, and the place where he stroked was Pan Ran, "Little slave, you are finally here."

Du Wuchang heard from those little immortals who came up from the world that there is a word in the world called love at first sight, and another word in the world called love at first sight. Is it love at first sight or love after a long time with the little slave?

Love at first sight seems to be better, well, love at first sight.

Du Wu suddenly looked at the big stone mirror with a serious face, the hairs on his face stood on end, and he almost flew out, but fortunately he held back.

Phew, it is too difficult to become a magic weapon of a god. I really have to endure a convulsion from time to time, not to mention that Duwu has more than ten times the number of convulsions than other gods. I am really miserable.