In less than half an hour, I walked up thirty steps.
It's equivalent to going through thirty wars.
And the opponents are getting stronger and stronger.
"The Holy Son of Fluttering Light is so powerful. I could only reach the seventeenth step at most. And it took a full two hours."
"I'm even worse. I didn't walk past the first step and held on for three seconds."
"Compared with us, Holy Son Yaoguang is indeed far ahead, but I saw Holy Son Xuantian's performance a few days ago. Holy Son Yaoguang is a little worse than Holy Son Xuantian, right?"
"The two of them had fought for more than 800 rounds without a clear outcome. Holy Son Xuantian was no worse than Holy Son Yaoguang. Isn't it normal for one to perform a little better and the other a little worse? Maybe Holy Son Yaoguang is not in good condition today.
good."
…
There were monks watching Ji Congxin in the distance.
Very shocked.
However, some people are not too impressed, because compared with the Holy Sons of other major Holy Lands, his performance is not outstanding.
Ji Congxin didn't care. He took this as a challenge and tried his best to hide his strength.
All he wanted to do was to get over this trial as quickly as possible and then return to the Holy Land of Shaking Light.
Damn it, old man Li, he doesn't care. How can he be as gentle, lovely, and generous as his many Taoist friends?
Finally, he climbed the forty-two steps, and more than twenty powerful four-pole monks beat him to death.
At this moment, the scenery in front of him suddenly changed, with white clouds, thousands of peaks and valleys, green mountains, cranes soaring in the sky, and elk running on the ground.
He stood on the top of a lone front, which made Ji Cong's heart tremble.
Sure enough there is a problem.
Ji Congxin asked many Yaoguang disciples before, but they never saw this scene.
What plots and tricks are waiting for you?
Ji Congxin was a little uneasy, but there was nothing he could do. He was too weak, and he could barely get by with the younger generation.
Meeting such a mysterious and powerful person as the old man from Li is just like fish on the chopping board.
He calmed down and showed a trace of panic on his face, as if to say: "What's going on?"
After two or three breaths, an old man suddenly appeared in front of him. He was an ancient man from Li.
Seeing the other party, Ji Cong showed a look of uneasiness and surprise in his heart. He stepped forward and said with excitement: "I have met senior, and I wonder what important matter senior brought me here for? If there is anything I need to do, junior can do it."
, go through fire and water, no matter what."
Mr. Li looked at Ji Congxin's expectant look and wanted to laugh in his heart.
Is this young man in front of me still thinking that I want to choose him as his successor? But how can a despicable human race, who was nothing more than food in the ancient times, be looked upon by him?
If it weren't for the sake of the Emperor, he wouldn't bother to pay attention to Ji Congxin.
The old man in Li smiled and looked kind and friendly: "Are you the Holy Son of Fluctuating Light? Stare into my eyes."
Ji Congxin didn't want to look into his eyes, but at this moment, Mr. Li's eyes seemed to have infinite magic power, and people couldn't help but be attracted to them.
He looked into the eyes of the old man Li, what kind of eyes were they! It seemed that there was infinite charm contained in them, the sun, moon and stars alternated, and the birth and destruction of stars continued.
Mr. Li was a little surprised, because Ji Congxin was resisting his method, so he let out a sigh. You must know that other holy sons of the Holy Land sank without much struggle and let him do what he did.
He increased his divine power.
Ji Congxin's eyes were confused.
The old man in Li smiled slightly. How can a small four poles change the world?
It's not so easy to catch.
He took out a portrait, and it was Ji Congxin's face that was painted on the portrait.
"Do you know this guy?"
…
At the same time, Jijiazhuang.
Ji Congxin looked ugly.
The main body and the clone are originally one body.
He now realized that the clone was controlled and could not move at all.
The avatar of the ancient tea tree who understood the Tao wanted to blurt out the word "knowledge".
Fortunately, he has one soul and two bodies, and Ancient Li only controls half of his consciousness. He barely resists the urge to realize the ancient tea tree clone.
He closed his eyes, and the radiance of the supreme soul shrouded his consciousness.
City of God.
Ji Congxin's face was expressionless, and he replied numbly: "I don't know."
The old man in Li didn't think anything was wrong, because he had asked thousands of people, and the results were the same as Ji Congxin's answer.
"Do you recognize this magic weapon?"
An ice coffin appeared in the hands of the ancient Li people, and inside the ice coffin was a fine iron sledgehammer.
Ji Congxin looked at the fine iron sledgehammer and it seemed familiar, but he couldn't remember it clearly.
Did he ever have this fine iron sledgehammer?
He replied: "I don't know."
After answering, Ji Congxin remembered that this fine iron sledgehammer was his precious item in the past. He spent a lot of money to build it successfully, but it was snatched away by the emperor.
Unexpectedly, the Emperor kept it.
"Have you ever seen the Emperor in a mysterious space?"
Another portrait appeared in the hands of the ancient Li people. In the portrait, the man was surrounded by a five-color divine ring. He was the Emperor of Heaven.
"Never seen it."
…
Elder Li asked him several more questions, all of which were secrets that only Ji Congxin and the Emperor knew.
They were all fooled by Ji Congxin.
Ji Congxin couldn't help but feel horrified that Mr. Li was actually related to the Emperor.
He was almost exposed. If he hadn't been careful and didn't let the main body fall into seclusion during the trial, he would have been doomed.
In the end, Mr. Li was lost and could not find the monk Ying Gua of the Prince of Heaven. He waved his sleeves and Ji Congxin suddenly felt a powerful consciousness coming to his sea of consciousness.
"Forget it!" said the old Li.
On the steps, Ji Cong suddenly woke up and felt like his memory was being torn apart.
He couldn't remember Mr. Li's question; but he remembered it clearly when he was in Jijiazhuang. This feeling was particularly strange.
After a breath, he came back to his senses.
Pretending that nothing happened, Ji Congxin looked disappointed and stepped back down the steps.
"It's very good that you can step on the forty-second step. There are not many people who can do this. This is a reward for you."
The old man Li spoke kindly to Ji Congxin, as if he admired Ji Congxin very much. An ancient scroll appeared in front of him and flew to Ji Congxin.
"This is a Dharma that I practiced in my early years, called "The Dao Body Sutra of the Great Easy Way". You can cultivate a Tao body with 80% of the strength of the original body. However, the disadvantage is that the strength of the Tao body can only reach the realm of a saint at most, and it has no influence on the spirit.
It consumes a lot of energy." The ancient Li people explained this method.
At the same time, there were a large number of sources and a precious medicine that appeared in front of Ji Congxin, but these were insignificant compared to the ancient scrolls.
Dharma doors like Tao Shen are not unique to the ancients of Li. Similar sacred methods exist in many holy places.
However, those who can cultivate to the realm of saints and have 80% of the strength of the original body are very rare. In battle, their combat power can be increased by less than half.
Whether it is fighting the enemy or escaping, you are more flexible.
Holy Lord Yaoguang was beside the old man of Li, discussing the Tao with him.
Hearing the narration of the Great Yi Zizhidao Body Sutra, my face lit up with joy.
One of the top secret techniques of fluctuating light can be added.