"Is this guy crazy?" The rest of the geniuses on the 19th floor showed joking smiles when they saw this. On this floor, in addition to Chu Yan and others, the lowest is the top immortal, and there are also many people on the unparalleled list. Even further forward than Kuang Lei.
But so what? As strong as Yu Qiongting, ranked seventeenth on the unparalleled list, she also failed at this level.
A level 6 immortal, want to try? Are you going to die?
Some people shook their heads ridiculously: "This is human nature. You are blindly conceited without knowing it. In the end, you end up in vain. When you suddenly come to your senses, it's too late to regret it."
"Isn't it good to cherish the hard-earned eighteen years of cultivation?"
"Do you want to persuade Mr. God Hammer?" Yu Qiongting frowned slightly. She was a little unhappy. She said so much, but Chu Yan still tried. Was it because he didn't trust her?
"No need." Wangfeng smiled and shook his head. The others didn't understand Chu Yan, but he understood very well that if the current of time was about talent, then there would be no one better than his senior brother in the Wushuang world.
"Okay." Yu Qiongting sighed. She told him everything she needed to say. Even if Chu Yan insisted, she would not stop him.
Stepping out of the crowd, Chu Yan strolled, his body rising higher and higher. His pace was slow, but within a few breaths, he was already above the clouds.
On the sky dome, marks floated one after another, as if they stretched across the sky and the earth. They were brilliant and dazzling. The subtle rays of light hung down and spread all over the sky, like the holy light of heaven and earth.
As Chu Yan went up, there was a crashing sound behind him. He was dressed in a white shirt, spotless, stepping in the void. He seemed to be doing nothing, just standing there quietly with his hands behind his back, letting the light sweep him away. Buried, quietly comprehending.
The floating mark seemed to be aware of Chu Yan, and floated over curiously, hovering around him. At this moment, he was so dazzling and handsome, like the king of heaven and earth.
He seemed to have done nothing, yet he gave people the illusion that the great truth was in his heart.
"What is he doing?" Some people looked up and frowned slightly, because they found that Chu Yan was standing there, which actually made them feel a sense of surrender. In his body, there seemed to be a strong willpower blooming, extremely firm.
Looking up, Chu Yan looked at the lights of marks with calm eyes. He reached out and chose the one closest to him.
The moment his fingertips touched the mark, he felt an extremely mysterious feeling, and a strong will invaded his mind, like the mountains changing.
In his mind, there seemed to be a big picture unfolding, with beautiful mountains and rivers stretching endlessly and majesticly on it.
In this picture, he is as small as a tiny speck of dust, but he also has a wonderful feeling that these mountains and rivers can change under his control.
In the scroll, it is like a thousand-year-old river flowing, with ups and downs and constant changes.
It can be as big as a sky or a world, or as small as a person or a heart.
He witnessed with his own eyes that a young king with great ambitions climbed up from thousands of palaces and responded to hundreds of calls.
I met a young martial artist who said that the way of heaven was unfair and wanted to defy heaven. He practiced with unyielding spirit and became a god.
We also witnessed that dynasties developed from scratch to prosperous dynasties, prosperous and prosperous, but due to the loss of people's hearts, they gradually fell into ruin and disappeared.
Every scene was shocking. The power of the mark was still integrating into Xiang Chuyan's mind. For a moment, he had the illusion that under the way of the sky, his will was too weak, and he was too weak. A little smaller.
"You are only one person, how can your personal will carry this day?"
Suddenly, a voice sounded in Chu Yan's mind. The next second, a terrifying force pressed towards him. It felt as if the sky had really fallen. All the heavy power above the nine heavens was pressing down on him. He was alone, causing his whole body to tremble, and his body dropped several meters downward.
Nine days, how much does it weigh? How high is God’s will?
How can one person carry the will of the entire sky?
However, Chu Yan frowned again, is it really impossible?
If this is the case, then why do people practice? Since we know that the way of heaven is powerful and difficult for human power, then why have countless people followed this path of no return throughout the ages?
For this reason, his will seemed to rise up like a blazing fire, burning hotly.
"If my heart is as high as the sky, why can't it bear it?" Chu Yan's eyes are sharp and his willpower is a bit stronger.
"Haha, your heart is higher than the sky? Do you know how high the sky is today?"
"No matter how high the sky is, there will eventually be an end, but my desire for martial arts will never end, so this day will not be as high as me!" Chu Yan responded domineeringly. He said, no matter how high the sky is, there will be an end, but He has no desire for martial arts, he is higher than the sky.
What kind of nonsense is this?
"Boom!" There was a sudden violent tremor on the ladder, as if a light of destruction was coming, trying to wipe out Chu Yan's will.
"Since you have this heart, then I will destroy it and see if you can stop it." The ancient voice lingered in the eardrum. In an instant, the marks seemed to have changed in Chu Yan's eyes. They were no longer marks. Instead, it turned into a sharp sword blade and slashed down.
In just an instant, the place where Chu Yan was was turned into a huge sword storm, and a hurricane was rising indiscriminately. He was caught in it, and his willpower trembled strongly, as if he was struck by an ancient bell.
"Puff! Puff! Puff!" Suddenly, there were terrifying explosions in the sky, and Chu Yan's white shirt exploded and was shattered.
The people below could not see the scene in the world of will. All they could see was Chu Yan standing there. Suddenly, his clothes burst and there were countless bloody mouths all over his body.
Wangfeng and others' hearts tightened and they clenched their fists.
Chu Yan still stood in the storm, letting the shadow of the sword fill the sky, trying to tear him apart, but he remained indifferent and stood there straight.
"Buzz!" There was another slight tremor, and the mark turned into a killing intent, seeming to penetrate Chu Yan's heart, but instead of hiding, he even slowly closed his eyes at the moment when he was about to be penetrated, and nothing happened. Ignore it.
"Boom!" There was a sudden loud noise, and Chu Yan felt a bone-crushing pain, as if his body was about to be torn apart. Blood kept pouring out, staining the torn white shirt red, but he still stood there.
Just as he said, his pursuit of martial arts is endless and fearless. Except for what blocks his path to martial arts, why should he be afraid of anything else, even life and death?
"Buzz!"
Suddenly, Chu Yan slowly opened his eyes and saw that all the storms had subsided.
All that was left in front of him was a beating mark, very active. He grinned and calmly stretched out his hand, and the mark leaped towards him obediently.
"What's going on?" Everyone's eyes flashed.
Is this... a success?
Yu Qiongting was also slightly moved. She had personally captured the mark, so she understood better than the others how terrifying this level of test of will was.
The feeling of insignificance between heaven and earth, and the lingering choice of life and death, made her feel deeply powerless.
But at this time, Chu Yan succeeded, how could she not be surprised?
"Hehe, Shayan is really awesome." Xiaolang rolled his big eyes.
Immediately, Chu Yan turned around and returned, with another inch of mark in the orb.
"Senior brother, did you succeed?" Wangfeng stepped forward and Chu Yan smiled and nodded: "Succeeded."
Then he turned to look at Wangfeng and the others, and said: "Wangfeng, you should also give it a try. Remember, the Tao is flawless and the will is flawless. What you believe is right. No matter what you face, don't be afraid. Believe in yourself." If you choose, you will succeed.”
"Okay, I'll give it a try!" Wangfeng was already eager to give it a try. He took a step in the air and soared upwards.
Stepping above, Wangfeng saw the same pictures and ancient sounds as Chu Yan's.
The only difference is that he has been practicing the devil's path throughout his life, and all that surrounds him is the holy light of righteousness.
Even in the scroll, he saw a son of the devil standing alone on a high peak, with millions of people below condemning him in the name of justice.
It seems that he is the greatest evil in the world.
Suddenly, the ancient voice sounded: "You are a great evil in the world and a demon cultivator. You should be punished and destroyed by the Nine Heavens."
"If I am someone, then who are you? Who are the common people? What is a devil? Who defined the devil?" Wang Feng was unyielding.
"If a Buddha does evil, then is he a Buddha or a demon? If a demon does good, then who dares to say he is a demon?" Wangfeng asked again, where do Buddhas and demons come from in this world? The path of spiritual practice is to cultivate the mind. A person with a kind heart is a Buddha. Even if he falls into the devil's path and among all the demons, he is still a great Buddha with immeasurable merits.
In other words, if someone practices Buddhism, uses Buddhism for their own benefit, coerces the faith of the common people, and commits great evil in the world, then they are the devils of all evils.
Being good at evil, being a Buddha or being a demon is never determined by race, group of people, or location. Everything is in the heart.
"I am determined!" After Wangfeng said this, he closed his eyes and ignored everything.
"Boom!" There was another loud noise, the wind and rain subsided, and a mark floated down.
There is an extra inch of light in the watchful eye.
Then he came down and looked at Chu Yan excitedly: "Brother, I succeeded!"
"Yes." Chu Yan nodded approvingly. In the past, when Wangfeng first showed his talent in Wushuang Mansion, he had made some guesses. Today's test of will made him have a feeling that his junior brother's life experience is not simple. , immortal inheritance, peerless demonic power.
After that, Ye Xun, Xiao Lang, Qing Yi, and Liu Qingcheng also went to the test, and with Chu Yan's guidance, they all succeeded.
This was on the 19th floor and caused quite a shock.
Yu Qiongting looked at this group of juniors who were much younger than her, feeling shocked, and then laughed at herself: "It seems that I am narrow-minded and don't trust myself enough."
"Fairy Ting, farewell." After everyone took the marks, Chu Yan calmed down and prepared to go to the upper level.
"Are you going to leave like this?" However, at this moment, many eyes suddenly fell on the six Chu Yan people, with a touch of greed in their eyes.
Many people on this level have not gotten the Nineteen-Inch Mark. Now that Chu Yan and six people have come here and all have succeeded, will they give up easily?
