Coming out of the portal, An Qing's eyes suddenly lit up and he couldn't help but be stunned.
The sky is cloudless, the earth is green and lush, and it is peaceful as far as the eye can see.
An Qing walked around and found nothing special, so he couldn't help but feel a little confused.
However, this vast world soon underwent startling changes.
The sky is still clear, but at a certain location, a holy light suddenly appears and shines on the earth, which is fascinating.
In that holy light, there seemed to be a door. An Qing's heart moved. When he was about to fly there, he was surprised to find that his body could not leave the ground.
As soon as it flies into the sky, a powerful force will suppress it.
"What does this mean?" An Qing frowned.
The changes hadn't stopped yet. Suddenly, a series of stairs appeared out of thin air in front of An Qing, extending into the holy light and seeming to be connected to the door.
"I see." An Qing looked at the stairs, smiled slightly, nodded, and climbed up the stairs without hesitation.
When he climbed onto the ladder with one foot, nothing changed. But when he climbed onto the ladder with both feet, his expression suddenly changed, and his body felt like a mountain weighing down on him, making him breathless.
Not only that, the surroundings were no longer peaceful, but turned blood red, with infiltrating cries everywhere, as if they were in hell on earth.
An Qing looked down and was shocked.
Below the stairs is an endless blood-red abyss. Under the abyss, there are countless evil ghosts and souls. They are all reaching out to An Qing, hoping that An Qing can go down to accompany them, or hope that An Qing can save them.
"snort!"
An Qing suddenly heard a cold snort from Mr. Jian, and his expression was startled. He was shocked to find that one of his feet had stepped out of the stairs, and he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.
What would happen if I failed at this step?
An Qing couldn't imagine it.
Master Jian said: "Boy, this is an illusion. Just keep a firm mind and stride forward. Don't worry about it."
"Um!"
An Qing wiped the sweat from his forehead and nodded solemnly. If Master Jian hadn't taken action in time, he would have been doomed, or he might have failed to break through.
An Qing has not personally experienced this kind of illusion that can make people fall into it invisibly, and only now does he know how terrifying it is.
After tightening his mind, An Qing took a deep breath, raised his head and strode towards the stairs.
The stairs were very long, very long. The door on the stairs was no longer visible, but An Qing firmly believed that the door was at the end of the stairs.
Every time you climb a staircase, it feels as if the weight of gravity is pressing on your body, which consumes a lot of energy.
Just when An Qing was breaking through the trial ground, a group of elders sat cross-legged facing each other in the Elders' Council Room of the West Dean with serious faces. No one spoke first, but stared gloomily at a blood-red challenge letter floating in the middle.
"What should I do, everyone? The envoy of the Red Flame Python Clan has sent a letter of challenge. Should you accept it or not?" Elder Mo was the first to break the silence.
"Hmph! What are you afraid of? Take it!" said one of the hot-tempered elders.
"There's nothing to consider. We need to make friends and dream!" Another elder said coldly.
"That's right, An Qing is a troublemaker who likes to show off and cause trouble everywhere, but how can we let outsiders interfere in the internal affairs of our human race." An elder spoke in a deep voice.
"I heard that that boy killed the young master of the Red Flame Python Clan." Qi Bailian glanced at the elders and said slowly.
"..."
The expressions of the elders instantly froze.
Qi Bailian seemed to want to see a richer expression on the faces of the elders, and then added: "I heard that he was roasted and while eating, he complained that there was no salt."
The elders' eyes widened and their bodies remained motionless, like wooden sculptures.
After a long time, the elders recovered from the shock, but no one spoke. They all turned their attention to Dean Jin Ci.
Dean Jin Ci, who was sitting at the head of the table, also looked at the elders with a smile on his face. He didn't say a word from beginning to end, but the elders understood what Dean Jin Ci meant and smiled one after another.
After all the elders dispersed, Dean Jin Ci stood up and sighed: "It's been... a long time since I've seen such an interesting young man, haha."
The second floor of the Tower of Trials.
An Qing continued to climb the stairs.
He didn't know how far he had gone and how many steps were left, like a climber who just wanted to reach the top.
Even though he was carrying tens of thousands of pounds, he never complained.
Because he is a proud man.
From the moment Master Jian brought him to the spiritual path and told him that his physique was different from ordinary people, the pride buried deep in his heart was gradually aroused.
Just like Master Jian said.
An Qing is a genius, but genius does not lie flat.
Genius is certainly something to be proud of, but equally, the sacrifices made are beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.
Only in this way can we be proud forever.
After going through the first level, he could have taken a good rest, but An Qing resolutely entered the second level because he was proud in his heart and thought that he did not need a rest.
At the same time, he also wants to know where his current limit is.
Master Jian said that only when you are exhausted can you know where your limits are, and only then can you break through yourself and constantly surpass yourself.
An Qing took every step calmly and powerfully.
The cry of the dead soul could no longer be heard in the whole blood-red world, only the sound of his breathing and the sound of each falling footsteps.
Sweat had already wet his body, but An Qing was tireless. When he was thirsty, he picked up the wine gourd and took a sip.
Even Master Jian was secretly embarrassed. If it were anyone else, he would have given up long ago.
Master Jian also saw that An Qing had reached or even exceeded the conditions for passing the second level, but he was still moving forward silently, and the weight would increase with every step he took.
As long as An Qing was willing to stop and rest for a moment, the door would appear in front of him, but An Qing never stopped.
Master Jian believes that An Qing's endurance and adaptability have far exceeded his imagination.
Just like An Qing is not suitable for practicing swordsmanship, because swordsmanship requires a unique body of swordsmanship in order to be able to achieve great goals. Even if he wants to practice swordsmanship with an ordinary physique, he can only scratch the surface of swordsmanship at most, but he can do it in a short time. In just ten years, with only one picture and my own constant copying, I realized the true meaning of the sword.
"This kid's mind seems to be naturally suitable for practicing Taoism, but I don't know if he can survive the future tribulation of Xuanxian Dao safely..."
Master Jian murmured to himself, and whenever he mentioned the terrifying Xuanxian Dao tribulation, his voice would always get lower.
It seemed that the terrifying Xuanxian Dao tribulation was a hurdle that he couldn't overcome.
Just when Master Jian was mumbling to himself, something suddenly moved in his heart. After noticing the changes in An Qing, he couldn't help but laugh.
"Although this boy has good perseverance, he is still a virgin after all, hehe!"
At this moment, An Qing, although he had been walking almost instinctively, his expression was no longer right.
Because at some point, something incredible happened around me.
An Qing looked around in surprise. He couldn't remember how he got here. The surroundings were no longer blood-red, and even the stairs were gone.
This is a room where even the air is full of ambiguity.
In front of An Qing, there is a comfortable big red bed. It is so soft that a tired person can't help but want to lie down and rest after just one glance.
Still lying on the big bed was a naked beauty with fair skin, a hot body, and an almost breakable beauty.
An Qing recognized the beauty lying on the big bed at a glance, and felt unbearably hot in her heart.
It's Duan Xiaoxiao!
Duan Xiaoxiao was smiling enchantingly and stretched out her jade arms to wave to him...
"Damn it! This kid actually got a nosebleed. He is indeed a young man, so energetic!" Jian Ye, who was observing An Qing's every move, sighed.
And An Qing was not standing still at this moment. His body reflexively continued to climb the stairs, but his eyes were blurred, his breathing was rapid, and he had already lost himself.
Master Jian was hesitating whether to wake An Qing up. After all, this kind of illusion was just childish in his eyes. However, Master Jian smiled after thinking about it and did not intend to wake An Qing up immediately. He decided to let An Qing enjoy it first.
Otherwise, wouldn’t the long journey of spiritual practice be boring and lonely?
Men...
