Time travel: Are you as professional as him in eating dog food?

Hearing this, everyone was shocked. One of his team members kept shouting

"You're crazy. There's only one person on his team, and the Immortal said there are only three teams in this game, so it's obvious that he wants to kick out the extra one. And a small guy like him is obviously out, so you're not..."

Voices of doubt, questioning, and persuasion rose and fell from the crowd. After a while, the originally silent red-haired man stood up and said to the sky:

"My lord, I am Jiang Zifang. I would like to join the Gray Team and leave my original team. Please allow me to do so."

The voices that had originally subsided started to rang out again, and those who were watching the joke on the sidelines also got angry and kept saying "No!"

But the red-haired and the tall man seemed to have made up their minds. They ignored the boy's eyes that wanted to persuade them, and they raised their hands and waited for the response from the horizon.

After a while, a clear voice sounded, "Yes"

Just one word, and after one word the original voice sounded again

"Ahem... Now everyone has formed their teams. There are four teams in total: the Primordial Universe. Those holding red tickets are the Red Team, those holding yellow tickets are the Wild Team, those holding light blue tickets are the Universe Team, and the last team is the Universe Team. The second stage ends here, and the third stage begins now."

As he spoke, the voice disappeared, and two large iron gates suddenly appeared in front of the empty grassland. Just as everyone was surprised, the voice reappeared.

"This round is about selecting questions for the trial, and this year's questions are about 'life' and 'death'. Death is also life, life is also death, the two complement each other... Since there are four teams today, we will divide them into two teams for selection. Those who choose to go through the door of life stand on the left, and those who choose to go through the door of death stand on the right. Now you have one stick of incense to consider. After one stick of incense, the team that does not stand in front of the door will be eliminated."

As soon as the words fell, heated discussions rang out all around, but most people said to go to the Gate of Life rather than the Gate of Death. The wheelchair brother standing on the outermost side looked at the people in the team and walked straight towards the Gate of Death, leaving no room for negotiation.

As for the people at the innermost, Red Hair was the first to look at the two doors and said, "Why don't we choose the Life Gate? At least it has a better meaning."

The young man nodded and looked at the tall man.

But the tall man seemed doubtful and did not speak for a while.

Wen Baixu tilted his head to look at the two of them, and saw that there was only one team at the Death Gate, while there were several people standing at the Life Gate. He curled his lips and said, "Life and death are a matter of day and night. Although the Life Gate sounds reliable, who knows if there is a death chase on the other side. On the contrary, the Death Gate may leave a glimmer of life for those who enter, so there is actually no difference between the two sides."

Wen Baixu looked at the two of them and pointed towards the Death Gate. The other two looked at each other, nodded, and followed the young man towards the Death Gate.

The team standing in front of the death gate couldn't help but feel nervous when they saw them coming, and the man sitting in the wheelchair behind them raised his clear eyes and looked at them coldly...

After one stick of incense, everyone in front of the Gate of Life and Death stood still, and after the last bit of incense ash burned out, the voice appeared again.

"Since you have chosen your own paths, I would like to wish you good luck in martial arts and no taboos. Remember, you are now a team." The voice was rang out with a 'bang', and the door of each person's choice opened. The scene in front of them was bright, which seemed a bit dazzling.

Seeing this, everyone half-closed their eyes and followed the team forward. At the moment the gate closed, a cold light rushed in the direction of a door...

'Boom' After the door was completely closed, the world returned to its former tranquility, and the door sank into the ground...

After the light, Wen Baixu opened his eyes and saw a spring scene before him, unlike the cold wind outside and heavy snow covering the entire ground.

He looked around and instantly caught sight of his two companions, one standing upright and the other lying on the ground with a big butt.

Wen Baixu looked around in confusion. Just as he was about to go up to ask Ling Yun if he knew where this place was, he felt his hand being gently pulled and shaken. He lowered his head and saw a short, carrot-headed kid pulling his hand and looking at him with tearful eyes.

He was stunned for a moment: Where did this little kid come from? He didn't remember there was such a small child in the team.

When the boy was thinking hesitantly, Jiang Zifang and Ling Yun, who were standing not far away, came over. Jiang Zifang hugged the child's armpits from behind and was about to lift him up, but the child didn't seem to like him and kept crying.

This attracted a lot of people to point fingers at this place, and a few people said that it was because Jiang Zifang smelled too bad and stunk the children. Upon hearing this, Jiang Zifang immediately turned around and explained to them, while Ling Yun was on the side trying to persuade everyone.

Seeing that they were so friendly, Wen Baixu couldn't help but feel nervous, "Don't they wonder where this child came from?"

Suddenly, a burning smell drifted from his left side into the boy's nose. Wen Baixu followed the smell until his nose touched a person standing in front of him.

He could smell a burning smell from his chest. The boy jumped back a few steps and pointed at the person in front of him and said in a trembling voice: "You... who are you..."

The man in front of the young man bowed slightly, his eyes were like a pair of dead fish eyes, he stared at them intently, without saying a word, he just pointed to the manor not far ahead, hidden behind the tea field.

Wen Baixu took a few steps back, and seeing that he had no ill intentions, he looked in the direction he pointed towards the tea fields, and actually saw a tall manor.

He turned around to look at the person behind him, and the little carrot who was standing beside him was too scared to hold on to his sleeve tightly.

"Then let's go there. There's nowhere else to go here anyway..."

A person at the end of the team said in a trembling voice

The others looked at each other and had no choice but to agree, following the man who suddenly appeared towards the manor behind the tea field...

"Cough cough cough" the sound of coughing rang out. In the originally silent hall, everyone stared at the water mirror intently, with a look of surprise on their faces.

"Uncle, Brother, is it necessary to make things so difficult this year? They may not be able to come back once they leave."

A woman in a light blue robe pointed at the water mirror with concern.

The others were talking to each other from time to time, until the cough of the middle-aged man on the upper left became louder and louder, and the discussion stopped.

"What's so difficult about this? It's not fatal. Besides, when the master selects disciples, not just any ugly person can be selected. This is just right. We can eliminate some options and choose the best."

A voice sounded from the door, and suddenly a red light and a crimson light moved from the door to the center of the hall.

"Master Brother, Uncle Master, everyone is well."

As he spoke, a smile appeared on his cynical face, and his hand holding the folding fan lowered down.

The person behind him also followed the previous person's actions and greeted him obediently.

Seeing this, the person on the stage moved his hand that was supporting his chin, motioning him to go aside and not block his view.

The man in red seemed to understand, but he was not ready to leave. He looked at the people on the stage with interest, and just when he turned around and wanted to pull his beloved disciple to take a look at the contents of the water mirror, he heard a familiar voice in the mirror...