"Brother, do you feel anything?"

"What does it feel like?"

"I seem to have had a breakthrough."

"Breakthrough? Why don't I feel anything?"

"Maybe your cultivation level is too high, you are a Taoist, and I am just out of body."

Fang Chen said as he jumped hard and landed firmly on the ninety-level ladder.

The ladder to heaven was empty, not a single ghost.

However, between level ninety and level ninety-one, several figures could be vaguely seen hanging, some were resting and some were climbing up.

He saw Fu Donghai and others, as well as the group of Sun family sword cultivators.

"I still caught up."

Fang Chen smiled.

"Junior brother, I'm a little out of breath."

Bai Qingming looked strange.

Just after saying a few words, I felt a little short of breath, chest tightness and asthma.

At the ninetieth level, the pressure of the Sword Burial Ladder is even greater than before.

"It will be good to get used to it slowly. Let's rest here for a few days before setting off."

Fang Chen smiled.

…

"This time, the sword cultivators that Dafang hired were not simple. I didn't expect that Li Changsheng's disciples were unable to reach the top twice before, but they have a chance to reach the top this time."

Long Jingyao said calmly.

When Long Ao heard this, he quickly smiled and said: "Grandpa, Fu Donghai and Zhang Gaotian are both approaching the ninety-first level of the ladder now.

Li Changsheng’s disciples have just started to climb towards the ninety-first level, they are far behind.”

"A lot of people in the second house have been lost to Li Changsheng this time. How do you plan to deal with them?"

Long Jingyao said in a deep voice.

Long Ao thought for a while and glanced at Lu Qingshu: "Let Lu Qingshu handle this matter. They are all sword cultivators and they will use sword cultivators to solve it."

Lu Qingshu nodded lightly: "That's exactly what I meant."

"Brother Yao, I think this matter... still needs to be considered in the long term. I think the third-bedroom guy has an unusual attitude towards my son.

I heard that this son is the disciple of Li Jingnian, so I thought I would come to protect him this time, so as not to have a grudge against Sanfang."

An old man walked up to Long Jingyao.

This is also a second-level loose immortal from the second room. When Long Jingyao and Lu Qingshu were chasing the old immortal Zhengde, he was the one who took care of the second room.

It's just that he is not a direct descendant in the second room, and his cultivation is much inferior to Long Jingyao. Most of the time, he doesn't speak, but quietly listens to orders.

"What Jing Guang said makes sense. Let's go to the big house and talk to them about how they will compensate for Lu Bingbing's death.

After all, he is Qingshu’s son and can be considered one of our own, so it is unjustifiable to die like this without any explanation.”

Long Jingyao frowned, then nodded slightly.

Everyone looked strange, they could tell that Long Jingyao didn't intend to put too much effort into this matter.

The performance just now was just a clear explanation to Lu Qingshu. Now let the ancestor Long Jingguang go to the main room to negotiate, so that the two sides will not have too big a conflict over a sword.

Lu Qingshu didn't seem to understand the meaning, and his expression didn't change at all, as if Long Jingyao had the final say.

…

After a few days, Fang Chen felt that he was almost rested, so he took Bai Qingming and continued on the road.

"Senior Brother Yan, I can't go up..."

Dan Zixu grabbed the vine, his body shaking uncontrollably. Now every foot he climbed was a huge torture for him.

The pressure from the Sword Burial Ladder, the overdraft of his body, and the fear that he might fall down and be smashed into pieces at any time directly made him lose his will to win.

"We are only ten levels away from reaching the top. If you don't go up, you won't be able to go down either. There will be only a dead end."

Yan Kun said in a deep voice.

After that, he ignored Dan Zixu, glanced at Huo Yuanwei, who was in a similar state to Dan Zixu, and continued to climb.

He is far behind Fu Donghai and others and must catch up.

Dan Zixu and Fu Donghai finally understood why many people changed their minds after hearing about the Sword Burial Ladder to Heaven.

Even though they know that a trip can bring many benefits, and even reach the sky in one step, many swordsmen are unwilling to come up.

Such as those Immortal Kings and even those Loose Immortal Sword Cultivators.

Taking such a trip is almost equivalent to leaving your life behind. It would be okay if you were before level 30.

If you can't walk up, you can turn back and have a chance to land safely.

But beyond level 30, they are in a dilemma like their current situation.

Returning to the ground from here? There is not even a chance to continue climbing up? They have lost this spirit.

Now there is no one in the outside world who can help them. Those loose immortals who come here will only become mortals like them.

Who can help them when they are unable to protect themselves?

"If I can get out alive, I will never come to this place again."

Dan Zixu gritted his teeth and climbed down carefully.

Seeing that he had given up climbing to the top, Huo Yuanwei gave up the last trace of persistence in his heart and climbed down with him.

Although it is difficult to return to the ground from here, it is much easier than climbing to the top. They still hope to survive.

A few days later, Fang Chen and Dan Zixu met.

Dan Zixu looked at Bai Qingming, then at Fang Chen, a flash of envy suddenly flashed in his eyes, and then he couldn't help but say:

"Fang Jianshou, if you want to reach the top with your senior brother, it's just a dream. If you let him go, you still have a glimmer of hope."

Huo Yuanwei didn't have the strength to speak, so he just nodded to Fang Chen as a greeting.

"Why don't you do me a favor and send my senior brother down?"

Fang Chen smiled.

Their expressions changed slightly, and they shook their heads in embarrassment: "We can't protect ourselves, and this favor can't help."

Fang Chen smiled slightly, ignored the two of them, and continued to move upward.

Although you can only move one foot at a time, ten times is one foot, a hundred times is ten feet, a thousand times... you can climb to the ladder above.

Seeing Fang Chen and the two people gradually going away, Dan Zixu said with a livid face: "This boy is too arrogant. If he wants to take Bai Qingming to the top together at this time, he will be defeated by his arrogance."

Huo Yuanwei sighed softly, without saying anything, and continued to crawl downwards.

He knew that after the two of them passed away today, 80% of the sword's heart would be damaged. Let alone staying here, even if they return to their hometown, they may not have a foothold.

Overcoming tribulation and ascending to heaven, these two realms are already a luxury for them.

Half a month later.

Seeing Fang Chen's pale face, Bai Qingming would take a deep breath from time to time, feeling a little unbearable:

"Junior brother, how about this? You climb to the top first, and I will hang here waiting for you. After you climb to the top, you can find a way to come back to me?"

"Senior Brother Qin was sent away by me personally. If I go out this time and I am the only one left to go back, what do you think the senior brothers of Xuxian Sword Sect will think of me?"

Fang Chen smiled and said, "Stop talking nonsense, act pretentious like a girl."

Another seven days have passed.

Bai Qingming suddenly looked to the left and saw Yan Kun looking at the two of them with a livid face.

"Yan Kun, are you still here?"

Bai Qingming smiled and waved: "You see, Junior Brother Fang has climbed up here with me on his back, are you not good enough?"

Yan Kun was so angry that he almost slipped and fell into the abyss because of these words.

He adjusted his mentality, ignored Bai Qingming, held his breath and continued climbing upwards.

at the same time.
Chapter completed!