Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 91: Like on the ground

The place was foggy and hazy, and only a road with stone steps clearly appeared in front of everyone. "Recommend Baidu/Qi-Zi*Small/Speaking/Online Reading"

The stone steps spread upward, seeming to be going to the nine heavens, with no end in sight.

The first-level steps are simple and mysterious. There is no endless light flowing on them, and there is no horror overflowing, but it gives people a feeling of thick as a mountain.

Especially when dozens of monks were shocked by it, it made everyone feel a chill.

However, in the face of the great temptation of the Palace of Good Fortune, few people can remain calm. Therefore, some monks, regardless of the strangeness of this stone road, stepped onto the first step again.

As a result, all of these people were shaken off as they were at the beginning.

Ling Xian frowned slightly, using his spirit to observe dozens of people who had been shaken off, and found that these people's cultivation was only in the initial stage of foundation building, and their breath was empty, which was obviously caused by taking too much pill.

"It turns out that people who are not strong enough can't set foot on this stone stairway." Ling Xian suddenly understood the reason.

Others also showed clear expressions, and then some monks who knew they were not strong enough sighed, and their tone was full of disappointment.

On the contrary, some monks who had information about their own strength laughed and stepped onto the stone steps.

This time, there was no scene of being shaken off, but the complexion of those people instantly turned pale, which shows how strong the oppressive force of this ancient road is.

This is also normal. After all, it is the assessment of the Palace of Good Fortune. If any monk can enter, then it is not the Palace of Good Fortune that lasts forever.

Seeing some people successfully ascended the stone steps, the remaining monks stepped onto the stone steps with desire.

However, Ling Xian didn't move, he slowly closed his eyes, ready to raise his spirit to the peak, and then went straight to the top with all his energy!

In this way, an hour passed, when everyone had already walked a long way on the stone steps, Ling Xian slowly opened his eyes, and a light flashed quickly, returning to nothingness in an instant. "I Dedication"

"I have raised my status to the extreme, it's time to climb."

The corner of Ling Xian's mouth raised, and he glanced at the mysterious ancient road ahead, then took a big step and stepped onto the first step of the ladder.

Suddenly, a huge oppressive force suddenly came, like a high mountain toppling over him.

Unfortunately, for Ling Xian, who was almost at the extreme of the foundation-building period, this pressure was not as good as tickle. He just shook slightly and stepped onto the second stone steps.

Fortunately, after an hour of climbing, there are no other monks here except Lingxian. Otherwise, if someone saw him stepping through the first step so easily, he would have to vomit blood with anger.

"It turns out that the first order is more stressful than the first order."

Feeling the ever-increasing pressure, Ling Xian smiled faintly, still so calm and calm. As if the pressure that is unbearable for others, for him, there is no such thing.

Soon, he came to the hundredth order, his face was not flushed, he was not breathless, he was not tired at all, not even a drop of sweat.

It's like taking a walk in the back garden of your home, relaxing and strolling in the courtyard.

"Hey, I saw people so soon."

Ling Xian gave a light huh and found that a young man suddenly appeared in front of him. He couldn't help but was taken aback. He didn't expect that someone would come here after an hour.

However, when he thought of the tremendous pressure on the stone steps, he was relieved.

Indeed, those pressures are nothing to him, they can be easily broken. However, for others, it is tantamount to fighting an opponent of the same level, and you need to pay a lot of money to get past it.

"Tattoo..."

Ling Xian took three steps in succession, then stopped behind the young man, reached out and patted the person on the shoulder, and said, "Friends of Taoism, do you feel strenuous?"

"Huh?"

The young man was startled and turned around with difficulty. After seeing that the person who came was a human, a trace of triumph flashed in his eyes.

He originally thought he was the last one, and he was extremely frustrated. But when he saw the Lingxian Empress, he immediately surged with confidence, feeling that he was not the worst monk among the tens of thousands, and at least there was one worse than himself.

"Haha, I was struggling just now, but after seeing you, I don't feel it anymore." The young man laughed, his words full of joy.

"Why is this?" Ling Xian frowned slightly.

The young man smiled and said: "Because you are behind me, you are the worst of this group of monks."

"It turns out that I was regarded as the bottom person and found a sense of superiority." Ling Xian let out a laugh, and looked at the young man in front of him playfully, and said: "Originally, I planned to help you, but you Since you don’t feel pressure anymore, forget it."

"Haha, fellow daoist, stop teasing, it's been an hour, you just walked here, and help me?" The young man laughed and mocked: "It's really not ashamed, you still ask for more blessings. Right."

"This is what you said, don't regret it." Ling Xian smiled playfully, then stepped forward gently, taking ten steps in succession under the young man's surprised eyes.

Strively walk like flying, like walking on the ground, as if the so-called pressure does not exist at all.

Suddenly, the youth was dumbfounded!

He stared at Ling Xian in front of him blankly, his eyes were full of weirdness.

Your uncle!

Would you like to be so perverted!

This is an assessment set by the Palace of Good Fortune, not your back garden. How could it be so easy? !

The young man cursed in his heart and looked at Ling Xian in addition to shock, but also envy and jealousy.

"Friends, now you are the last one again, work hard, I am waiting for you above, I hope I can see your figure." Ling Xian smiled and waved at the young man who was about to be frightened. Compliments.

After that, he ignored the episode and continued to walk forward.

"Brother Dao, wait for me!"

The youth suddenly screamed like crazy, hoping that Ling Xian could stop and help himself.

Unfortunately, in the blink of an eye, Ling Xian was nowhere to be seen. Naturally, he couldn't hear this person.

"I'll go to ~IndoMTL.com~ Do you want to be so perverted, the good fortune palace will not be your back garden."

Seeing that Ling Xian had disappeared, the young man wanted to cry without tears, and suddenly slapped himself, as if he wanted to remind himself that he had missed a great opportunity.

At this moment, the young man's heart was full of regret, regretting that he should not ridicule and attack Lingxian, and even more regretted that he was regarded as an object of superiority.

Where is this to find superiority, it is obviously to seek a blow!

Whenever he thought of saying that Lingxian was the worst monk among these people, the young man was so ashamed that he wanted to find a place to get in.

How can such a monk who is so tyrannical that he walks on the stone steps like walking on the ground and walking like flying, is the worst person?

If Ling Xian is the worst person, wouldn't the remaining monks be inferior to pigs and dogs?

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