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Qin Yang entered the small door, and as soon as he saw a flower, he found himself in a mysterious room.

The room was not big, dyed with a little white halo, and there was an old man in a white robe standing inside, under the faint eyebrows, a pair of charitable eyes stared at Qin Yang with a smile on his face.

Even the wrinkled lines on his face can feel his kindness.

"You ......"

Qin Yang frowned.

"Do you want to start your life all over again?" the old man did not answer him, but asked with a smile.

"A new life?" Qin Yang was puzzled: "What do you mean." ”

With a wave of the old man's arm, the little halos floating in the room conjured up some light and shadow on the walls of the room, and inside were some images of Qin Yang when he was a child and when he grew up.

The old man smiled and said, "This is the door of life, which can reorganize your life." ”

Looking at the deep or shallow images in his memory on the wall, Qin Yang's brows furrowed even deeper, and he wondered, "You mean, you can let me enjoy a different life again?"

"That's right. ”

The old man smiled faintly and pointed to a mysterious pattern at Qin Yang's feet: "Stand on it and start a different life again." There, you will be given a choice to see if you can pass the test of the 'Gate of Life'. ”

"Grandpa, I don't have time, although it's fake, it also takes time, right? ”

Qin Yang shrugged helplessly.

This test is also too boring, what is there to experience in a fake life.

The old man smiled: "Do you think a person's life is long? In fact, it is only a blink of an eye, so you don't have to worry about running out of time, because time will help you." ”

Facing the old man's words in the clouds, Qin Yang didn't bother to pay attention to it, thought about it, and simply stood on top of the pattern.

He can see that in order to pass this level, he must experience a new life.

Experience is experience.

"Uhhh

The pattern under his feet erupted with a strong dazzling light, and Qin Yang, who was piercing, couldn't open his eyes.

When he reopened his eyes, he was stunned.

……

It was a misty hall.

Several hundred-zhang huge pillars stand majestically, and the pillars are engraved with golden coiling dragon patterns, like living creatures ready to move.

On both sides stood ten Marshals of Zhentian, one of whom wore a helmet and armor, and held a milling support; and more than a dozen gold-armored gods, one by one, holding halberds and hanging whips, holding swords and swords, looked mighty and extraordinary.

In the main hall, dozens of fairies danced in the air, graceful posture, peerless appearance, making people's hearts sway.

"Long live my emperor...... Banzai...... Hooray!"

Everyone bowed their heads and bowed down to Qin Yang, who was sitting on the dragon chair, and the sound resounded throughout the world.

What the heck?

Am I an emperor?

Qin Yang was a little stunned, looking at the gods below who were sincerely kneeling down, and felt an inexplicable emotion rise up.

There was a desire for power that began to corrode his heart, making him more excited than he had ever been.

"Emperor's ......"

At this moment, a soft and beautiful voice suddenly pierced.

Qin Yang looked for prestige, but saw several beautiful women wearing light gauze fairy clothes coming over, and what shocked Qin Yang was that these women were actually Meng Yutong, Ning Fei'er, and Mu Sixue......

However, their temperament is more ethereal, adding a bit of dusty atmosphere.

Several women stepped forward to surround Qin Yang's side, their soft and delicate bodies, delicate voices, and wisps of fairy fragrance from their bodies made Qin Yang's originally sober brain become chaotic.

"It's fake...... It's a fake ......"

Qin Yang chattered over and over again, but there was a voice in his heart telling him that these were all true.

His mental power seemed to be controlled by a strange force, unable to think independently and distinguish reality.

The expansion of power, the lingering beauty, and the supreme pleasure of being the only one in heaven and earth, like a tide, drowned Qin Yang's originally clear heart, and completely forgot his original purpose.

And that's it, day after day.

Qin Yang has always spent time in a state of confusion.

He wantonly changed the heavens and stars, and the lives of all living beings in the world were in his hands, and the most stunning beauty in the world was also lying on the dragon bed, with charming eyes and tactful and delicate.

Every mountain cloud, every person, seems to have an inexplicable attraction to him, adding to his desires.

He has become accustomed to being above all things.

Finally one day, an ordinary small door appeared in front of Qin Yang.

"Come back. ”

Someone inside is calling.

Qin Yang's chaotic brain was inexplicably a little clearer, and he endured the bitter struggle in his heart and walked towards the small door.

With every step, the courtiers below would beg him to stay.

His wives were crying darkly, and when they saw Qin Yang getting closer and closer to the small door, they all committed suicide with their swords.

Knowing that this was fake, Qin Yang still had a terrible heartache.

Looking at the gods who were begging hard, looking at the wives who had committed suicide one by one by drawing their swords, and looking at the countless stars, mountains and rivers, Qin Yang hesitated in his heart the moment he stepped into the small door.

Isn't this kind of life exactly what most people want?

Power is supreme, beauties lie on their sides, and many people are willing to get drunk in it and don't want to wake up.

This kind of life is perfect!

Qin Yang retracted his feet and slowly retreated, his mind continuing to be controlled by the strange power, unable to help himself.

Suddenly, a bright light crossed Qin Yang's mind, causing his brain to be a little clear.

He remembered the real Meng Yutong, his parents Ning Xiuxin and Qin Yuanfeng, and Mu Sixue lying in the ice coffin......

Countless shots are vivid, and his originally chaotic head has become much clearer.

"I like this kind of life, but ...... There is no need for fakes, one day I will make it happen!"

Qin Yang took a deep look at those god generals and their wives, and still stepped into the small door.

The next second, he was back in the small room where he had been.

……

"Xiaoyou, you came out quite quickly, why can't you look down on that new life?"

In the room, the old man asked with a smile.

Qin Yang calmed down some complicated emotions and shook his head gently: "It's good, but it's fake after all, it's like a mirror, it's better to work hard, maybe it can really be realized."

"Congratulations to Xiaoyou for successfully passing the first hurdle. ”

A flash of surprise flashed in the old man's eyes, and he arched his hand.

He knew how attractive this 'Life Gate' was, and he could also control people's spiritual power, Qin Yang was able to pull out of the illusion so quickly, it can be seen that his heart is also quite hard!

Qin Yang smiled, and suddenly asked, "Old man, what if I fall into an illusion and can't come out." ”

"Then you'll die here forever,"

The old man said slowly.

Qin Yang gasped, secretly glad that he could brake in time, otherwise he would really have to kneel.

When I came out of the small house, I found that there were many monks scattered outside, and most of them were still in the small room, and they refused to come out.

Qin Yang looked around, but did not notice the whereabouts of Liu Zhen and Yu Xiaodie, and after hesitating for a moment, he walked directly to the second palace.