Bang!

A big slap hit the child's face, causing him to spin several times on the spot.

"Stop talking nonsense and open the passage quickly." Gu Qingfeng said unhappily.

For some reason, he got furious whenever he saw a kid with a pigtail.

The young child who had been beaten up was angry but dared not say a word. He covered his swollen cheeks and quickly opened the passage for Gu Qingfeng.

Afterwards, Gu Qingfeng swaggered to the third floor.

If things go as expected, the third layer should be books on music, chess, calligraphy and painting.

As soon as you enter the third floor, what catches your eye are densely packed mysterious characters.

Each of those words was like a rune of the Great Dao, emitting a faint golden light, and all were engraved on the wall.

The walls, ceiling, and floor of the entire third floor are covered with these mysterious and unusual characters, which seem to record countless kinds of martial arts.

An old man with a white beard was standing by the wall, studying the words on the wall intently.

He had his back to Gu Qingfeng, and seemed to sense someone coming. He did not turn around, but said calmly: "This contains the records of the ways left by the great masters of the last era. The weakest one is the Immortal King who can barely leave traces on it. There are also many ways left by masters above the Immortal King.

It can be said that for anyone who can comprehend the mystery, it is not difficult to become a higher level than the Immortal King."

Gu Qingfeng took a look at the text above and found that it was indeed mysterious. Every rune seemed to be explaining a kind of truth, which was mysterious. He could understand some of them, but there were some profound ones that even he could not figure out for a while.

These Taoist texts seem to record all the wonders of the world. This place is definitely a treasure land for practitioners. If there are people with excellent comprehension, they can retreat here for ten thousand years and it is very likely that they will become an immortal king one day.

In the corners of the wall, there are several white skeletons. The postures of those bones are very strange, and the pale bone fingers are pressed against the words on the wall, as if these people were observing the words on the wall until they died.

The old man's voice sounded again: "These corpses are all former trial takers. They were not good at understanding but were obsessed with the Great Dao. They forced themselves to comprehend and eventually exhausted their minds and died.

This level is very simple. As long as you can comprehend the secrets contained in these words, you can pass it. Moreover, as long as you comprehend them, your cultivation will definitely be improved..."

Bang!

Before the old man could finish his words, he felt a kick on his butt.

"ah!"

He screamed miserably, and his whole body was embedded in the wall, destroying many Taoist texts.

Then the old man jumped down from the wall like a madman, furious as thunder.

This time he finally stopped talking about Emperor Gu Qingfeng, and turned around and said angrily: "Look at what you have done! This is the hard work of the strong men of the last era, and you dare to destroy them!"

Bang!

Gu Qingfeng kicked the old man in the stomach again, and he was embedded in the wall again, destroying another part of the Taoist text.

However, this time, the old man did not dare to shout anymore, because the first time he was kicked, he was facing away from him and it was unexpected, so it was understandable that he did not dodge. But the second time, he was prepared, but still could not dodge Gu Qingfeng's kick.

What does this mean?

This means that the other party is not a quasi-immortal king at all, but above the Immortal King!

"I never thought that a strong person like you would come to participate in the trial. No wonder these words cannot attract you. However, take a look at this article!"

The old man directly took out a golden stone slab from his arms. The light golden words on the slab flowed like running water, which was extremely mysterious. Every word seemed to contain the ultimate truth of the world. It was so beautiful that no practitioner could refuse it.

"This is the Tao left behind by a true Immortal Lord. The Immortal Lord has already built an extremely perfect world of laws. Every Tao text here is equivalent to the ultimate truth of the vast world. No one can refuse it..."

Bang!

The golden stone tablet recording the way of the Immortal King shattered and turned into powder.

The old man just stood there in a daze, looking at the debris on the ground, as if it was his broken heart.

"This is impossible!" The old man trembled and shouted wildly, his face full of disbelief: "How can you resist the power of the Immortal King! No one in this world can resist this power. Don't you want to become an Immortal King?"

Gu Qingfeng said calmly: "Practicing martial arts is too tiring. It would be more convenient to find a living immortal to devour if you have the time."

What he said was the truth. No matter how sophisticated the martial arts method was, as long as there was no greed for it in one's heart, one would never be addicted to it.

Gu Qingfeng really had no desire for the martial arts. He could gain it without any effort, so why did he have to practice so hard?

Instead of giving him a copy of an immortal's technique, it would be quicker to give him a living immortal.

Of course, it would be best if this immortal is a female, and if even better, I hope it is a family member.

Old man: “???”

He suddenly shuddered, swallowing? Immortal Lord! ?

What kind of demon is this? !

Then, the old man said like a deflated ball: "You have passed the test. You did not indulge in these techniques and succeeded."

As he spoke, the old man opened the passage to the next level.

Gu Qingfeng went to the next floor without looking back.

Fourth floor.

The walls are covered with magnificent and mysterious paintings.

There is Kunpeng spreading its wings and flying above the nine heavens.

There is a demonic tree taking root in the underworld, binding billions of ghosts and gods.

There are also sky-horned ants that use one of their antennae to hold up the sun, moon and stars.

A thin and pale young man was painting a dragon, a five-clawed golden dragon. The dragon's body was already completed, except for the eyes.

He was lost in thought, seemingly thinking about how to add the finishing touch.

“How about the paintings?”

He asked Gu Qingfeng.

Gu Qingfeng: "Open the door."

The young painter frowned and said unhappily: "I'm asking you how your painting is!"

Gu Qingfeng: "This emperor asked you to open the door."

"you......"

Bang!

A big fan hit the painter in the face, sending him flying, with the paintbrush in his hand falling.

The painter got up from the ground, furious. He had seen many trial-takers, but he had never seen anyone as impolite as Gu Qingfeng.

"How dare you..."

Pah pah pah......

After a fierce argument, the painter became obedient.

He silently picked up the paintbrush on the ground and said, "Okay, I'll open the door right away."

The painter walked towards the wall, then raised the brush in his hand and moved like lightning, dotting the dragon's eye to add the finishing touch.

Boom!

The wall began to shake violently, and the five-clawed golden dragon came to life!

Not only the five-clawed golden dragon, but also the ten-thousand-foot-tall Kunpeng, the ferocious magic tree, the sky-supporting sky-horned ants and all the other strange beasts came to life.

They walked down from the wall one after another as if they were resurrected from ancient times.