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The silver waterfall slammed down from above nine days, covering the door of space in the depths of the waterfall again.

"Here, where is it?"

After stepping into the door of space, Song Qingshu felt his eyes shine first.

After the glaring light dissipated, Song Qingshu was now on a huge gossip map.

At the point where the eight gates of the Bagua map are pointed, there are eight wooden doors that look tattered.

Behind the wooden door is a patch of mist. No matter how good Song Qing's book is, he can't see through the scenery behind the mist.

"No, the so-called life treasure of the Lord of Reincarnation is such a broken place?"

"I think I must have been cheated, that damn guy!"

"Here, it's not as good as my random Tibetan soldiers pavilion in Fengjian Villa. What kind of opportunities can this place bring us?"

When the people of the Three Sects arrived on the Bagua map, they were taken aback for a moment, and then complained one after another.

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The ancestor Pengshan looked at these eight rather dilapidated wooden doors, and the misty mist leaking from behind the wooden doors, and couldn't help frowning: "Why, the inheritance of the treasure of the Lord of Reincarnation is so shabby?"

When Song Qingshu heard this, he also smiled helplessly.

Indeed, after he swept it, he found that the wooden door was really ordinary willow wooden door.

Moreover, the wooden doors exist for a long time, and even two of the eight doors have been corrupted by termites.

It seems that as long as you push gently, these two wooden doors will collapse and break.

After Song Qingshu thought for a long time, he smiled slightly:

"It's a bit exaggerated..."

Just when several people complained on the spot, the small figure of the Lord of Samsara appeared in front of everyone again: "Everyone, this is the most profound secret in Samsara Lake, how do you feel?"

The Great Elder of the Black Feather Evil Sect smiled coldly, and said in a strange way:

"Hehe, if it weren't for you to remind me, I almost thought which woodshed I had entered!"

The Valley Master Tangmen shook his head:

"Lord of Reincarnation, if you really don't have any inheritance, you can just say it straight. After making a gossip diagram, you will erect eight wooden doors. This..."

The owner of Fengjian Villa was full of disdain:

"This is just teasing me to wait!"

After listening to everyone's complaints, the Lord of Samsara laughed:

"The Yuanying State is the Yuanying State."

"I only know how to outline the one-and-a-half minutes of the avenue of heaven and earth, but I have never realized where the real way lies in the heaven and earth."

"If your cultivation is more diligent, what is in front of you will not be the old wooden door!"

The Lord of Samsara said this, waved away the mist in front of the wooden door, making the dilapidated wooden door more clearly visible in front of everyone.

The Lord of Samsara put his hands behind his back, shaking his head and walking in circles in this gossip picture.

While walking, he said something:

"There are eight kinds of gossip."

"Qian, Kun, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Li, Gen, Dui."

"It's the sky, and it's infinite."

"It is the earth, and it is endless."

"The earthquake is thunder, the sun is the wind, the ridge is the water, the separation is the fire, the gen is the mountain, and the exchange is the ze!"

"Heaven, earth and everything are included in these eight doors."

"At this time, I am called the Pavilion of All Things, and all things in my life are stored in the eight doors!"

The Lord of Reincarnation said that here, Song Qingshu couldn't help asking:

"How to get it?"

I wonder if it was intentional.

When Song Qingshu spoke, the Lord of Samsara didn't pay attention to him at first.

Knowing that the Lord of Samsara walked slowly in front of Qianmen, he stopped and looked at Song Qingshu: "Push open the wooden door behind me, everything will be known."

Song Qingshu nodded, then moved to the front of Qianmen.

Before Song Qingshu reached out to push the door, the voice of the Great Elder Black Feather Evil Sect reached Song Qingshu's ears: "Lord of Samsara! I also want to push the door!"

The Lord of Samsara nodded, his face indifferent:

"Yes, but at most one person can enter a door at a time, and everyone can open eight doors."

"Whether you push the door or not, it's just a matter of time."

After listening to the advice of the Lord of Reincarnation, the Great Elder Black Feather Evil Sect still flew in disapprovingly: "Even if it is a matter of time, I have to step in first!"

Facing the rude behavior of the Great Elder of the Black Feather Evil Sect, Song Qingshu naturally didn't have any good expressions, and snorted coldly, "You also want to go with your second elder?"

When the Great Elder heard this, he couldn't help but become angry, and shouted at Song Qingshu: "Presumptuous! How dare you?!"

Song Qingshu smiled indifferently, then satirically opened his lips:

"I dare to scold you, what about you? Is it possible that you dare to do it?"

Upon hearing this, the Great Elder directly drew the Black Steel Sword from the void, planning to end the Song Qingshu with one sword.

"One of the rules."

Just as the great elder lifted his sword to cut, the immature voice of the Lord of Samsara came from behind the great elder like a ghost.

The Great Elder heard that, although he hated Song Qingshu to the extreme in his heart, he had to put away the black steel sword.

"Just let your little life linger for a while!"

After speaking, the great elder directly pushed open the broken wooden door with dry characters written on it, and the figure quietly left.

Song Qingshu looked at the back of the great elder away, feeling a little uncomfortable: "The Lord of Samsara, obviously I was the first to do the job, but you let him go in first."

The Lord of Samsara still looks indifferent:

"Ask that there is no back and forth, so, what's the harm in opening the door one after the other, when he comes out, you can go in again."

Facing such a Buddha-nature Lord of Samsara, Song Qingshu was also speechless for a while.

When Song Qingshu turned around.

He found that everyone had pushed the door and left, leaving him alone.

At this time, the Lord of Samsara no longer listened to Song Qingshu, but sat in the middle of the gossip picture, closing his eyes and regaining his consciousness.

Upon seeing this, Song Qingshu opened her lips reluctantly:

"Lord of Samsara, can I pick my own door by myself?"

The Lord of Reincarnation is still speechless.

After a long time, he nodded gently.

It was agreed that Song Qingshu could act on his own.

Looking at the head of the Lord of Samsara gently moving.

Song Qingshu hurriedly moved to the one he was most interested in.

"Qian is the gate of heaven, but after all, the sky is too clear and lofty. How can you gain true power if you are far away from the fireworks of the world?"

Song Qingshu thought this way, so he pushed open the door of Kun without hesitation and walked in towards the mist.

The wooden door opened with a creak.

Then he closed with a squeak.

Song Qingshu's figure also disappeared from the sight of the Lord of Samsara.

"Each door can be opened, and the order in which the doors can be opened is different, which directly affects the final inheritance."

"Song Qingshu, I hope the order you chose can be correct..."

The Lord of Samsara opened his eyes, sighed slightly, closed his eyes lightly, and murmured.

After Song Qingshu walked into the wooden door and passed through the mist at the wooden door.

An unpretentious path in the woods appeared before Song Qing wrote.

The path is made of pebbles of different sizes and shapes, and it seems that there is no mysterious place.

There is no danger...

Song Qingshu was puzzled and scratched his head:

"After Kunmen, is it just that?"

After the meditation, Song Qingshu also shook his head gently, throwing all the various ideas in his mind out of his mind: "No matter what, I will go ahead and talk."

Song Qingshu slowly raised his foot, and gently placed his toe on the path.

But Song Qingshu's surprise was.

The test he imagined did not happen at all, as if stepping on a real gravel road.

"Is it possible that you can find the treasure left by the Lord of Samsara by walking?"

Song Qingshu murmured in doubt, and then walked forward.

step.

Two steps.

Three steps.

Four steps.

...

When Song Qingshu reached the seventh step, a mountain smashed directly at Song Qingshu.

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boom!

With an extremely loud bang, a small mountain cut through the sky, and the body of the mountain burst into flames, slamming against Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu felt the roar of the sky and smiled softly:

"This is where the profound meaning behind Kunmen lies?"

"Kun is the land, the lord of reincarnation, so do you use the mountains to hit people?"

"Unfortunately, it's not like a mountain with such a slow speed, even if it is a meteorite that looks like an electric shock, it will not necessarily hit me!"

So far, Song Qingshu directly used Lei Ling Fengshen's legs, intending to shrink and stay away from here.

But just when Song Qingshu's footsteps began to float and the afterimages gradually appeared.

The indifferent tone of the Lord of Reincarnation resounded through Kunmen for the first time: "The stone road of Kunhou is eight hundred and ten zhang, and the walker needs to be down-to-earth and feel the endless meaning of Kun!"

Say the Lord of Reincarnation.

Song Qingshu's illusory figure just swept forward a few steps before stepping on the gravel road again.

At the moment Song Qingshu stopped, the mountains above the sky had already hit him severely.

boom!

With a loud noise, Song Qingshu felt the blood in his body churning and cursed secretly: "I'll go!"

Song Qingshu was smashed by the hill, and his feet were sunk directly in the stone road, as if sunk in a muddy swamp, quite embarrassed.