The first pass lasted a whole day.
In the last few hours, there were not many demonic beasts left, but no one took the initiative to kill the demonic beasts. Most people dragged their heavy footsteps and climbed hard, unable to care about the demonic beasts anymore. Attack of phantoms.
A very small number of people who originally acted relaxed are no longer cool.
The black flames on Yin Xueze's body extinguished, and a thin layer of black ice crystals condensed. The demonic beast's shadow was corroded by the ice crystals when it bullied him, and ice shards fell to the ground. Amidst the chill that penetrated his bones, a thin sweat broke out on the tip of his nose.
The halo behind Wu Yaochen dimmed a lot, just like the setting sun that was about to fall into the horizon, struggling to burn its last afterglow. He frowned, looking tired.
Zhao Jinxu had long been unable to maintain the operation of the formation. However, when the formation was closed, Yin Xueze came to his side. Light black ice crystals spread under his feet, covering the surrounding ground. As the two people moved, they continued to increase and then disappear, and always Zhao Jinxu's feet were not touched.
Yin Xueze's already ugly face became paler, and fine beads of sweat formed in small streams and flowed down his face. Zhao Jinxu was extremely worried and stretched out his hand to help Yin Xueze, but Yin Xueze dodged him.
Zhao Jinxu looked at his empty hand, then at the strange and ominous light black ice crystals on Yin Xueze's body, and finally his eyes fell on the deep mark between the other person's eyebrows. He clenched his teeth unconsciously and his eyes darkened.
At this time, the people on the stairs had distanced themselves. Yin Xueze, Wu Yaochen and a few others were at the front, and there were some people coming from behind, with more and more people going down.
No one on the heavenly steps saw Jing Yingrong. Only the Taichu Temple people who were overlooking the whole situation from a high place knew that Jing Yingrong had completely separated from the crowd and reached one-third of the way up the heavenly steps.
The phantoms of the demonic beasts that besieged her had turned from a hill into a large mountain, and this large mountain was moving at a constant speed on the stairs to the sky.
"She...what happened?"
The elders at Taichuguan were shocked.
"Does any of you understand? She can't be completely unaffected. It doesn't make sense."
"Is it possible that there is something fishy about the exercises she practices?"
"This mirror reflection is indeed not simple. I think it should be reported to the head..."
Hearing this, Huo Xiumao's eyes flashed, and he said: "In my humble opinion, it would be too hasty to disturb the leader because of this matter. It is better to observe and observe. Anyway, the conference has just begun, and we are not in a hurry. .”
Several elders thought about it and felt that what he said made sense, so they temporarily gave up their plans to report it.
When the time finally came, all the demonic beasts on the heavenly steps disappeared in an instant, and only the sound of "ouch" could be heard continuously. It was the monks who loosened the tight strings and fell down on the steps one by one.
"Hurry up and rest. Don't leave in a hurry. The second level is coming soon!"
Tang Zhile finished this sentence with a heavy breath and ignored the rest. He sat cross-legged on the steps and closed his eyes to regulate his breathing.
Yin Xueze suddenly opened his mouth and exhaled a stream of white air that was like frost mist. Faint black flames appeared all over his body, and it took a long time to burn out the light black ice crystals on his body.
"Brother Xueze."
Zhao Jinxu supported Yin Xueze, his eyes full of worry.
Yin Xueze shook his head to indicate that he was fine. He broke away from Zhao Jinxu's arm, used the Black Prison Spear to support his body, straightened his back, closed his eyes and breathed in concentration.
The two of them were in the front line, and the sky was extremely wide, so there were not many people around. However, Wu Yaochen from a distance glanced this way, the thoughtful look in his eyes fleeting.
Not long after, the second pass came.
On the stepped ground, countless milky white air currents were drilled out, like strange plant seedlings growing everywhere, densely packed, swirling and dying.
These milky white airflows treat the spiritual barrier as if it were nothing, easily penetrate into the human body, and travel through the large and small meridians of the human body.
After the air flow penetrated into the body, the monk suddenly felt that his body was extremely heavy. He had to expel the air flow from his body before he could move freely.
The air flow is endless, so the monks have to maintain the control and operation of the air flow. If they cannot control the direction of the air flow and let it run wildly in the body, they will be unable to move.
"Is this a test of your ability to control the spiritual energy of heaven and earth?"
Ji Sha Jian asked.
Ji Yanzhu replied: "I think it's more than that, because it also tests the mental concentration and concentration. At this level, spiritual power and cultivation are of no use."
Ji Jie Bi: "The influence of differences in root bones and meridians qualifications has also been weakened. This is indeed the consistent style of Taichu Guan."
Those weird milky white airflows also penetrated Jing Yingrong's body. However, the moment he got in, he was completely annihilated.
Ji Jiebi asked Jing Yingrong: "These things are interesting, who designed them?"
Jing Yingrong: "I don't know."
Ji Yanzhu: "I wonder if the assessment items from back then are still in use now."
Ji Jie Bi: "Most of them have been changed, but it should be better and better."
Ji Sha Jian: "That's not necessarily the case."
As time went by, some people stopped to rest from time to time, and some people gave up because they knew they could no longer reach their destination within the specified time and simply applied to withdraw.
Jing Yingrong's pace did not change at all. She is like a tourist climbing a mountain to view the scenery, neither hurried nor slow, and her whole body is calm and breezy.
When the second level of pass ended, she had reached one-half of the stairs to the sky.
The next third and fourth levels were each more difficult, and by the fourth day, less than half of the people were left on the heavenly steps.
"God, didn't I say that it wouldn't be too difficult to climb to the heavenly level..."
In the empty space before the fifth pass opened, Tang Zhile complained feebly.
He looked around, and he didn't know where the other people in the Zhenwu Academy were. It was unclear whether they were in front or behind, or had already been eliminated.
"The first test is so difficult, what about the subsequent projects... Hey, where has Brother Yin gone, and fellow Taoist Jing, especially if he has already arrived at the square..."
He murmured to himself as he relaxed and rested.
Jing Yingrong hasn’t arrived at the square yet.
At this moment, there were ten steps between her and the square.
Jing Yingrong walked up the tenth step from the bottom, and the fifth level of pass opened at this moment.
The entire sky staircase suddenly shone brightly, and from a distance, it looked like a giant pillar of light reaching the top of the clouds.
When the light dissipated, everyone who was still on the stairs suddenly found that they were back at the foot of the mountain. In front of them was the starting point of the stairs to the sky, and the crowd around them was much sparser.
"What's going on? Is this what it is?"
"Why are we back again?"
"What is the purpose of taichu visualization?"
People looked around blankly, and many of them had angry faces.
"It requires us to climb it all over again."
A voice said this.
Everyone looked up and saw Wu Yaochen with a helpless smile.
