The white-bearded old man nodded, and then he became energetic and said: "What the Taoist said is true, I am also very aware of this. I have gained some experience in this area recently. I see that the cultivation of the fourth level of the Golden Pill has just reached the level of the Taoist."
If you dare to climb this ladder, I will try again even if I can’t do it this time.”
After finishing speaking, the old man's lifeless temperament gradually disappeared, and his own momentum became stronger and stronger. Only then did Qingyang realize that the old man's cultivation level was much higher than his own, and he was actually at the peak of the seventh level of the Golden Core.
His cultivation level has almost caught up with the mighty Qingmang layman from the Fallen Ghost Abyss. It is a bit surprising that he dare not continue to improve with such a cultivation level.
As if seeing Qingyang's doubts, the white-bearded old man blushed and said: "When I first climbed the ladder to heaven, I was only at the middle stage of Jindan. After that, I failed several times in a row, so I had inner demons.
, when my cultivation level broke through the seventh level of the golden elixir, I tried to climb to the top again, but due to the influence of the inner demon, I failed, and I never dared to try again. From then to now, it must have been seventy or eighty years.
I didn't expect that I would stay here for so long. If I don't think of a way to try it again, I'm afraid I will die on this ladder in my life."
Qingyang can understand the other party's mood. Because of the ladder, he is now in a situation where he can't go up or down. He is trapped in this last cave. It is temporarily impossible to continue going up. There is no way out for him to retreat.
Although taking a step back would open up the world, this ladder has become his obsession. Even if he takes a step back now, his life will be completely over.
Fortunately, now the white-bearded old man has figured it out and is ready to try again. When Qingyang has rested, the two of them can be companions. In fact, Qingyang is not sure about successfully reaching the summit. He is afraid of failing halfway.
If individuals encourage each other, the success rate may be higher.
Afterwards, Qingyang chatted with the old man for a few words, and then began to close his eyes and rest his mind to regain his strength. This time, Qingyang did not rush to set off, but rested in the cave for three full days.
After recovery, all aspects of the condition have been adjusted to optimal levels.
The difficulty of the last section of the ladder is no less than a life-and-death battle for Qingyang. Needless to say, if you succeed, if you fail, you will definitely not be able to leave the Fallen Ghost Abyss in a short time. If you want to have inner demons like this white-bearded old man,
, I am afraid that I will be trapped here for a lifetime, so Qingyang does not dare to take any chances. He must make complete preparations beforehand and strive for success.
Three days later, Qingyang and the white-bearded old man came to the edge of the cave together. The huge suction force in the depths of the Fallen Ghost Abyss was almost extremely strong. Even if they were just standing at the edge of the cave, they felt like there were countless tentacles outside pulling them.
If you are careful, you will be dragged down into the abyss.
After hesitating for a moment, the white-bearded old man groped his way up the iron chain outside the cave. He was afraid that he would retreat halfway, so he planned to be the first to go up, letting Qingyang block behind him, so that there would be no way out.
It’s a completely do-or-die attitude.
Qingyang stood behind. He could see the fear in the old man's heart, and he could also see the old man's persistence when he was forced into a desperate situation. While fighting against his inner demons, he climbed up carefully. The white-bearded old man's cultivation level compared
Qingyang is much taller and has accumulated a lot of experience over the years. The only thing he fears is his inner demons. As long as he can defeat his inner demons, climbing the ladder to heaven will be easier than Qingyang's.
A quarter of an hour later, the old man climbed up about a dozen feet. He seemed a little tired. The old man rested for a while holding the iron chain, and then slowly climbed up again. Qingyang saw that the distance was almost the same. From Zui
He took out a pot of spiritual wine from the fairy gourd, put it in his mouth, and climbed up the iron chain.
Qingyang lowered his head and glanced down. His arms went limp and he almost slipped off the chain. At a depth of more than 9,000 feet, just a casual glance down can make people dizzy and their legs weak. In this place,
At such a height, the suction force of Falling into the Demonic Abyss reached its limit, and almost all the monks' methods could no longer be used. They had to rely entirely on their own physical strength and perseverance to persevere.
The suction force at the bottom of the Fallen Ghost Abyss is countless times greater than that below. All the force acts on Qingyang. His arms alone cannot bear it. He must use his hands and feet together, and even his body must be tightly pressed against the iron chain in order to remain unstoppable.
Falling down, you can imagine how difficult it is to go up in this state. Every inch Qingyang moves is extremely difficult, and every foot up is as difficult as climbing to the sky.
From a distance, it looks like two snails crawling on a thin iron chain. There is almost no effect, but overall, the two of them are still moving up slowly. The white-bearded old man in the first half
The speed was faster than Qingyang, and the distance of more than ten feet gradually shortened to twenty feet. However, in the second half, the old man's speed became slower and slower.
When he was only twenty feet away from the top, Qingyang had gradually caught up with the white-bearded old man. The other man was in a very bad situation. He was tightly wrapped around the iron chain and didn't know what to do. His face was pale.
Cold sweat broke out continuously, as if he was going through a difficult psychological struggle.
Qingyang's situation is not much better. The suction force in this section is many times greater than that below. He is able to persist here only because of his strength. If he can give up, Qingyang really wants to let go of his arms.
, it doesn't matter if he just falls into the abyss and is shattered to pieces, but he knows that he can't do this, so he can only endure hard until now.
The sip of spiritual wine in his mouth has been used up long ago. Now he can't free his hands, and he doesn't dare to use his spiritual thoughts casually. If he takes out anything at this time, it will be sucked into the Fallen Ghost Abyss instantly. There is no way to replenish the spiritual wine. Qingyang's condition will only get worse, but it is worse than that of the white-bearded old man. Although he is not as good as him physically, there is no problem with his mental state.
Qingyang waited below for two quarters of an hour. Seeing that he had almost recovered, the white-bearded old man still did not move. If he continued like this, he would be delayed. Qingyang had no choice but to say: "Fellow Taoist, you are already here.
Stay for half an hour, we can’t wait any longer.”
The white-bearded old man seemed to be trembling all over his body, and said: "I can't hold on anymore. It seems that I am destined to stay in the Fallen Ghost Abyss in this life. Fellow Taoist, I am going to give up."
Qingyang said: "Don't you feel a little shortchanged, fellow Taoist? There are only twenty feet away from the top of Fallen Ghost Abyss. Don't you even have the courage to defeat the last twenty feet?"
The white-bearded old man sighed and said nothing. It wasn't that he didn't want to continue going up. It was because his inner demons were so powerful that he had exhausted all the courage he had managed to muster up. Let alone continue going up at this time.
Even if he was afraid of going down, he wouldn't dare.