According to rumors, in ancient times, the great sect used to measure the bones when recruiting disciples.
Only large sects with profound foundations are qualified to build ladders to heaven.
If you climb the ladder to heaven, it will not be left outside. This is something that can be encountered but cannot be sought.
Although Dongyi was not considered weak at that time, Dongyi was on the side of the current Qi State, not Yongcheng.
After the co-ownership dispute between Boyi and Xia Qi, the Ying family began to move westward. It took at least more than a hundred years to arrive in Longxi.
Therefore, even if Dongyi has such a valuable treasure, he will not stay here. Obviously, this is just a place for Boyi to recuperate.
Or maybe the information he got before was wrong!
At this thought, Huang couldn't help but panic. He knew very well how terrible the consequences would be if his deduction was wrong.
After all, the scene in the small village was too weird. Even though he had passed it, it still made Huang feel uneasy.
The weirdness here was far superior to the many ruins he had visited before.
.......
"Are you sure?"
For the first time, Huang asked this question with some helplessness and lack of confidence.
At this moment, Xia Qing shook his head: "It's hard to say!"
"Although climbing the ladder to heaven is a valuable treasure, in ancient times, it was not uncommon to do so!"
"Although we don't know what happened in the past, the few words left for later generations remind us that in ancient times, great turmoil must have occurred!"
"So much so that the world is broken!"
"Let's go!"
Xia Qingyao stepped forward: "It's useless to think too much, we are going up after all!"
As soon as he said these words, Huang also nodded. Xia Qingyao was right, it must be climbed here.
Once you’re here, there’s no room for retreat!
Moreover, this is the hinterland of the Qin State. As the Qin State's national advisor, he will never allow such a dangerous place to appear in the hinterland of the Qin State.
Carrying the Great Qin Dragon Bird, Huang and Xia Qingyao walked side by side. They might be wary of each other, but they both knew that at this moment, they were the ones most likely to reach the top.
Even the little Taoist priest and Nangong Qingcheng think so. After all, they both know their own talents and the other's talents.
"Walk!"
Seeing Huang and Xia Qingyao climbing up, the little Taoist priest also gave a low shout and stepped onto the ladder to heaven.
Immediately afterwards, the soldiers of the Twelve Shang and Qin Jia boarded the ladder one after another.
As soon as I climbed the steps, I felt relaxed and without any pressure, as if I was playing, with a calm look on my face.
Huang walked up step by step, his mind covering the steps, constantly feeling the atmosphere and the mottled time above.
desolate!
vast!
There is a kind of fearlessness to face the nine heavens!
"cry!"
Suddenly, the cry of a phoenix bird hung high in the sky, ringing in his ears. Huang vaguely saw a huge palace with someone enthroning the throne.
At this time, nine phoenix birds flew from the east, bringing congratulations and landing on the palace.
Various pottery vessels are struck and make sounds, giving people a kind of baptism. There is a special rhythm that constantly echoes between heaven and earth.
"Will Shaohao be crowned?"
Huang immediately noticed something unusual. There was something strange about this ladder.
Even if the ladder to heaven was a valuable treasure in that era, it could not be located in Shaohao's palace to record Shaohao's coronation ceremony.
After all, climbing the ladder is just to test your qualifications, not to inherit the treasure.
Logically speaking, it is the most normal picture for countless geniuses to worship Dongyi.
Moreover, this is Yongcheng, thousands of miles away from Dongyi, and the Shaohao era and the Boyi era are completely two different eras.
Although Boyi inherited Shaohao's surname Ying, after all, he was from two groups, not the same group.
Lightning flashed in his mind, suppressing the distracting thoughts in his mind, he headed higher step by step. He could feel that the artistic conception became different when he climbed up the ladder to heaven.
Someone climbed up from here!
Some people are covered in blood and are under pressure just to get ahead.
desire!
Ambition!
ambition!
unyielding!
Even the fist intention!
Sword intent!
........
At this moment, Huang was like a bystander, witnessing the growth of an era.
The sword intent in Huang's body is boiling, the fist intent is beginning to solidify, and his whole person is undergoing transformation.
The aura on his body is becoming more powerful and domineering, like a heavenly sword that can cut through all the shackles in the world.
Countless people were pushed down the steps.
The further up they go, the more pressure they bear, not only from gravity, but also from the impact of various spiritual wills. After Huang and Xia Qing shook their heads, there was an empty distance.
Half an hour later, Huang could feel that the pressure was becoming more and more terrifying, and he was having a hard time moving forward.
My legs became heavier and heavier, as if they were growing on the steps. I took steps with great difficulty. Looking at the last step, my heart became violent.
At the same time, Xia Qingyao's pretty face was solemn, as pale as paper, and her forehead was dripping with sweat.
Obviously, not only Huang was under tremendous pressure, but Xia Qingyao and others were also under great pressure.
At this moment, Xia Qing was one step behind.
This is the power of martial arts.
The tempering of the physical body allows Huang to withstand pressure far higher than that of monks such as Xia Qingyao.
"Buzz!"
Taking one step forward, Huang felt relaxed all over, and the huge pressure quietly disappeared when he climbed to the last step.
The pressure disappeared, Huang stood firm and looked at the open space above the steps.
On the clearing, there is a drop of blood essence sealed, and at this moment, it is still exuding huge energy and blood.
Frowning slightly, Huang stepped forward and released his aura to touch the essence and blood. Then, a suction force erupted from the Emperor Shang Xuan Bird Flag, absorbing the essence and blood.
When Huang finished all this, Xia Qingyao appeared in the clearing without having time to think about it.
"Master, how are you doing?"
"It's not clear, I can't see clearly!" Huang Wu shook his head with a frank look on his face: "I come up, that's it, there is no way forward!"
"It's not that there is no way, it's just that we haven't found it yet!" Xia Qingyao took a deep look at Huang, and the moment she stepped on the steps, she clearly felt the powerful energy and blood.
However, she didn't ask any more questions!
After all, Huang himself is a martial artist, he attaches great importance to the physical body, and his majestic energy and blood are definitely not comparable to ordinary people.
Today's wilderness is comparable to a monster cub!
At this moment, someone else came up.
The fog above the clearing dissipated somewhat, and Xia Qingyao's beautiful eyes flashed, meaningfully saying, "It seems that the way out will not appear until the number of people reaches a certain number!"
"This setting is too..."
"Um!"
At this time, Huang also restrained his gaze: "Obviously, in ancient times, there must have been a big world of monks, which was far more brilliant than now."
"I don't know what happened. Even this great world was destroyed one by one and became a thing of the past!"