Li Qingyun seems to have guessed the meaning of the existence of the Road to Heaven.
The reason why this road to heaven exists is so that the saints from the spiritual world can recognize one fact clearly in their hearts after coming to Tianji Pavilion.
They can't even climb the stairs in Tianji Pavilion, let alone try to stand higher.
Everyone is worthy of lying on the ground in front of Tianji Pavilion and bowing to Tianji Pavilion.
Li Qingyun turned around and glanced at the scattered saints lying on the 30th floor, with a few wrinkles on his brows.
They had just been consecrated as saints, and when they were in high spirits, they were forced by the rules of Tianji Pavilion to climb the road to heaven.
No matter what their previous status was, when they came here, they could only lie down on the ground and look up at the mercy shown to them by Tianji Pavilion.
At this time, Li Qingyun finally understood the look in the eyes of the powerful saint below, which was clearly mocking these saints for not knowing how high the sky was.
The saint below was also looking at Li Qingyun at this time.
Although it seemed easy for Li Qingyun to ascend to heaven before, the first thirty levels were just a test of the waters.
The real difficulty lies behind.
Even if he can easily climb to the 60th or 90th floor.
But he will definitely fall down on the last ten floors and crawl before the finish line!
Li Qingyun narrowed his eyes and asked the saint: "How difficult is this so-called road to heaven?"
The powerful saint heard the words and was very disdainful. He snorted coldly and turned his head away, obviously not intending to answer.
When Li Qingyun saw this, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he spoke to the powerful saint: "I am Li Qingyun, the holy son of Tianji. With your attitude, are you going to commit a crime below the gate of Tianji Pavilion?"
The powerful Saint's face paled when he heard this, and he quickly turned to look at Li Qingyun.
At this time, although Li Qingyun only showed his cultivation as a king, it was definitely not what he looked like on the surface!
At least King Feng would never be able to climb to the 30th floor so easily!
The powerful saint quickly sent a message and replied: "This road to heaven is a road of trials. Only the strong can stand at the top."
"The first thirty floors are the trials of the king level, the sixtieth floor is the trial of the saint level, and the next ninety floors are the trials of the saintly and powerful ones."
When Li Qingyun heard this, he immediately understood that the so-called road to heaven was indeed as the name suggests, and it was as difficult as climbing to heaven.
When ordinary saints come to this road to heaven, they will never be able to pass the first sixty floors!
And this happened to verify what Li Qingyun had thought before.
This road is not meant for people to climb to the top. The limit is reached when a newly promoted saint reaches the sixtieth floor.
After thinking for a moment, Li Qingyun continued to ask: "What are the last ten levels?"
The powerful Holy Master quickly replied: "The last ten levels are called the Path of the Unparalleled."
"Only the most talented people in the world can successfully climb these ten floors."
Li Qingyun raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "Who has the strongest talent? How to judge?"
The powerful saint's face looked a little ugly, and he replied tremblingly: "I heard that people who are not the most talented people will die on that road..."
Li Qingyun frowned when he heard this: "Died in front of the Tianji Pavilion hall?"
As soon as these words came out, the holy and powerful man was a little unsure, and his eyes were a little wandering.
"Well... I heard it, but we don't know if it's true or not."
"However, Lord Tianji, I advise you not to try the last ten levels..."
After hearing this, Li Qingyun turned his head and looked at Shi Qian aside: "If you can't climb up, go down to the 30th floor and stand there. Don't lie down on the steps."
At this time, Shi Qian was breathing heavily. He just nodded heavily to Li Qingyun's words.
On the thirtieth floor, the seven or eight saints looked a little bitter when they heard this.
"Isn't this road to heaven a bit too difficult..."
As soon as these words came out, several saints looked at each other, and then looked at Li Qingyun with bitter faces.
"Well, this little brother, oh no, this fellow Taoist, the previous bet..."
Li Qingyun understood instantly when he heard this, smiled and raised his hands: "Thank you for your gifts. I believe you will not be dishonest in front of Tianji Pavilion, right?"
When the saints heard this, their faces turned as red as pig liver.
"How could it be? You won the previous bet..."
"well……"
Seeing their appearance, Li Qingyun kindly reminded them: "Everyone, if you can't climb up, go back to the 30th floor to rest. You must stand."
"I guess that in a few hours, someone will come here to guide you into Tianji Pavilion."
The saints looked at each other again after hearing this, and the frustration of having just lost two million star stones was very obvious in their eyes.
At this time, the young monk spoke again: "How about we gamble again?"
Li Qingyun was stunned when he heard this: "You still bet? What are you betting on?"
The young saint pointed to the sixtieth floor: "I bet another two million star stones. If I can go up to the sixtieth floor, you will give me all the star stones from before!"
When Li Qingyun heard this, he glanced at Shi Qian who was standing aside.
At this time, Shi Qian had already climbed to the thirty-third floor, had rested for a long time, and was about to move forward to the thirty-fourth floor.
And Li Qingyun's glance at him happened to be caught by him.
As a result, everyone heard Shi Qian suddenly shout in surprise: "Hey!? The pressure after the thirty-third floor actually disappeared?"
With that said, Shi Qian climbed up the thirty-fourth step "very easily".
After going up, he winked at Li Qingyun.
Li Qingyun immediately understood and turned to look at the young saint: "You also heard that there is no pressure on the thirty-third floor, that is, you only need to climb to the third floor."
"The previous bet involved more than 10 million star stones. I won't bet with you."
The young saint became a little anxious when he heard this, and immediately took out a large bag of star stones from his storage bag: "Five million, five million star stones, okay. Look at how hard it was for me to climb to the twenty-ninth floor. What's next?
Maybe I won’t even be able to get up to the first floor!”
Li Qingyun hesitated a little after hearing this.
Seeing this, Shi Qian on the side gritted his teeth and climbed up another level tremblingly, reaching the thirty-fifth floor.
After he calmed down a little, he immediately turned around and looked at the young saint: "Wow, isn't this too easy?"
After saying that, Shi Qian turned back and continued to adjust his breath.
The young saint became even more anxious when he saw this, and took out a large bag of star stones from the storage bag: "I will add another two million, seven million star stones, do you want to bet!?"
As soon as these words came out, Li Qingyun's expression changed instantly.
"Well, since my fellow Taoist is sincere, I can't retreat anymore."
After saying that, he reluctantly accepted the seven million star stones.
"Then I wish you a good trip, fellow Taoist." Li Qingyun cupped his hands and easily stepped up to the 31st step.
As soon as I went up, a mountain-like pressure clung to me.
No wonder Shi Qian fell down instantly. Even Li Qingyun was a little frightened by this huge force.
If a low-level monk came to this level, he would probably be crushed into a puddle of meat pie by this huge force.
Seeing how easily Li Qingyun climbed up, the young saint felt dissatisfied and jumped directly with his legs to the 31st floor!
Plop——
When Shi Qian heard the sound, he looked back, with a proud look on his face.
"Hahaha, you don't have to give such a big gift, there's still half a year before the Chinese New Year in the mortal world!"
Li Qingyun turned around and took a look.
The young saint had a look of shock on his face, kneeling with his legs on the thirty-first floor, sweat dripping from his forehead.