The first level is the Hundred Doors.
There are a hundred gates, choose one to enter, the only gate is rated as upper or lower, the other gate is rated as lower or lower, and the rest are all rated as middle or lower.
In other words, this test is about luck.
Lingchu followed Zhan Tai Mingyue into the room. After entering, she did not see Zhan Tai Mingyue. She was the only one in the huge space.
After reading the golden characters suspended in the air and understanding the rules of this level, Lingchu still didn't wait for anyone. From this point of view, the test of the Taoist Mirror was separate.
One percent probability is good, one percent probability is low, and ninety-eight percent is medium.
This is the first level, then there should be a second level, a third level, and even the 45th, 45th and 6th levels. The assessment of the Sanqing Dao Sect is divided into nine grades, with top, middle and bottom grades in each. Between middle and lower.
For example, among the best, there are top, top, middle, and top. Among the middle, there are also top, middle, and bottom. Among the inferior, there are bottom, bottom, and bottom.
The qualifying requirement is a low-to-high grade. Even if you get the worst low-to-low grade in this level, as long as the subsequent levels perform well, the first level will not fail directly.
The greatest probability is that everyone is on the same starting line, in the middle and lower ranks.
Lingchu didn't expect to be one percent of the best, nor did he think he would win one percent of the lowest.
Based on his feeling, he chose the door directly in front of him and closest to him and walked through.
Push away and get in.
Inside is a small room with a door on the opposite side.
The moment Lingchu opened the door and entered, the door behind him disappeared. Dots of golden light gathered in the center of the empty room, and finally formed a sentence.
"Yu Lingchu, first level, Hundred Gates, middle to lower level."
Pushing open the only door in the room, the originally snow-white room instantly turned into dots of broken light, leaving only a path under your feet, surrounded by fog.
The second level is to climb the ladder.
The journey of cultivating the Tao is the way to reach the sky. The height of the sky is unfathomable. The road of Tao has no end. Only Yu Yu walked it alone.
This ladder is tens of thousands of feet high and has ten thousand steps. If you climb five hundred steps, it is the lowest level.
After reading the rules again, Lingchu looked at the front of the path in front of him, the first step hidden in the thick fog, and frowned slightly. The test in this level should be perseverance, but the rules only said five hundred The level is lower and lower, but the requirements for the other levels are not mentioned. In other words, after five hundred levels, everything depends on everyone's perseverance.
The future is unknown. If you want to ensure that you are above the lower-middle level, this level cannot be lower than the lower-middle level.
There are nine levels in total from the bottom to the top. The first level is five hundred, which is not enough for the ten thousand level. The requirements for the lower and middle levels must be much higher than the fifteen hundred level.
I think it would be safer to reach 2,000 levels.
Lingchu didn't rush to climb, but thought about it before stepping on the stairs.
Her goal is naturally ten thousand levels.
If there was no time limit, she would grind to level 10,000 no matter how hard she grinded.
As soon as he stepped onto the first step, the thick fog under his feet immediately dispersed, revealing the next step. Lingchu walked up the nine steps without any hurry. When he looked back, he saw that the steps behind him were disappearing.
Nine steps, the ladder to the sky will only leave you nine steps. Moreover, Lingchu stopped and waited for a breath, and the steps behind him were still disappearing one by one. This did not leave any time to rest.
No, I kept it. It disappeared one step at a time, leaving nine breaths of time to rest.
The front is fine, but the back is difficult.
and......
When he reached the 100th step, Lingchu discovered that the ladder to heaven was really suspended in the air and surrounded by thick fog. However, I don't know how the interrogation mirror was set up. You couldn't see the front, and you couldn't. You can't see behind, but you can clearly see the nothingness at the bottom of the stairs.
Moreover, the steps are only one meter wide, and the number of steps is not marked, which means that you need to count the steps by yourself. Counting the steps by yourself means that you know how high you have climbed.
As the number of steps increases, it means that your current height is higher.
After all, besides being tired, there was also a little more fear.
Running his mind, there was silence in his body. Lingchu, who had climbed to the 500th step, had a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. He climbed to the top of the ladder, and the spirit was forbidden.
A monk without spiritual power is no different from a mortal. Even though his physical fitness is better, his strength is limited.
At only five hundred levels, Lingchu was already feeling tired.
Ten Thousand Levels.....
Lingchu swallowed, hoping that he would still be alive after climbing. What would he do in the next level?
Standing still, Lingchu adjusted his breathing and heartbeat, and quietly watched the steps behind him disappear one by one. Only when there were two steps left, Lingchu continued to walk up.
To walk high enough, you need to rest as much as possible when you have no spiritual power.
Every time he walked a hundred steps, Lingchu would stop and rest for a few breaths.
You can’t rest often, but you can’t not rest all the time either.
After the tenth break, the broken hair on Lingchu's face was already wet with sweat, his mouth was slightly open, and he was breathing heavily.
A thousand steps.
If it's not enough, keep walking.
As usual, after waiting until there were only two steps left, Lingchu calmed his breathing slightly, glanced at the invisible void beyond the steps, and forced himself not to care about anything else and only focus on the steps under his feet.
one two three......
At the 1,500th level, Lingchu's lips turned white and sweat slid down his cheeks.
At two thousand steps, Lingchu's chest was rising and falling, and his breathing was disordered.
At the 2,500th level, Lingchu wavered for the first time. This was already a quarter of the way up the ladder to heaven. According to calculations, he must have passed the lower level and should be able to reach the middle level.
If you give up here, you should be able to get a moderate evaluation. Even if it is just average, it is enough.
The way to give up when climbing the ladder to heaven is to say give up or wait for the steps to disappear under your feet.
The steps behind him disappeared step by step. When there were only two steps left, Lingchu's already trembling legs finally lifted up.
You can't stop. If you stop, you really can't move anymore.
There was a solemn expression on the face with picturesque features. Lingchu frowned slightly, his clear eyes were shining brightly, and the corners of his eyebrows and mouth were firm.
She wasn't willing to give in, she hadn't reached her limit yet.
very tired......
Lingchu couldn't remember how many steps she had climbed. She only remembered that the last time she took a break, it seemed to be the forty-first or forty-third time. During that time, her trembling legs could hardly lift.
Suspended again and again, I stepped onto the next step before the last step disappeared.
After that time, Lingchu knew that she really couldn't stop. The steps under her feet were very heavy, and most of the blue dress on her body was soaked with sweat. She could no longer clearly remember the number of steps in her mind, so she could only keep reminding her repeatedly. You can't stop, keep going up.
How long has passed? How many steps did you climb?
Lingchu no longer had the energy to think. His originally heavy steps became light again. His rapid breathing and rapidly beating heartbeat seemed to be no longer noticeable.
Lingchu knew that this was not a miracle, but that his body was numb.
His usually active thinking also became dull. Lingchu could only mechanically walk up step by step. His whole body felt light and airy, but in fact, it was slow. The speed and movements of his steps were as if he was about to die. old man.
He almost stepped onto one step and disappeared three steps behind him, maintaining a delicate balance.
Just go to the next level, just go to the next level...
Every time Lingchu climbed a step, he said this to himself in his heart.
Before his consciousness was completely confused, the thought in Lingchu's mind was to finally reach the next level.
