Moreover, the list is still changing at this time. Lao Lao, who is ranked fourth, and Qingxu Zhenren, who is ranked fifth, are constantly climbing. The rankings have changed several times, but they have not been determined.
But the top three are like mountains stretching across the country, unshakable.
The ladder goes straight up into the sky, with no end in sight.
After Su Ming had climbed to the 900th level of the ladder, the luck value on the panel also changed from 700 to 800.
The stairs after the nine hundredth level are a watershed, and non-Nascent Soul monks cannot step on them. Each level is stronger than the last. The more you climb, the more you can feel the weight and breadth of luck, as if the power of heaven is unshakable, as if it has existed forever. The tyrannical pressure contained in their luck not only suppressed their cultivation, but also made their souls feel a pressure like a mountain.
On the white jade stairs, Su Ming wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked at the ladder above that was submerged in the sea of clouds, and sighed inaudibly. It was too difficult to climb after nine hundred steps. He only climbed more than eighty steps. I already felt a little powerless.
Next, every time you climb a step, the pressure you bear will rise to a higher level.
But even so, Su Ming would never give up until the last moment.
After resting for a moment to calm down the shock in his soul, he stepped onto the first level again.
However, this seemingly ordinary step made Su Ming's body tremble. Suddenly, he felt that there was endless pressure from all directions, rushing towards him crazily. Su Ming suddenly encountered such huge pressure. Ming couldn't help but frown.
I just felt that there seemed to be an inexplicable force beating on my heart.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
His heart was beating faster and faster, like beating a drum, and at the same time, the blood and energy in his body began to boil.
"Huh~"
Su Ming took a long breath, trying to calm down the fluctuations in his energy and blood, and gradually adapted to the pressure. In his sea of consciousness, a Tathagata Dharmakaya is emitting Buddha's light, suppressing the sea of consciousness and protecting his soul from being affected.
As he performed the Great Sun Tathagata Mantra, the boiling Qi and blood slowly calmed down and circulated around his body. At the same time, the bones in Su Ming's body continued to make crunching sounds like exploding beans.
Although this pressure was very strong and unbearable, for him, it was invisibly helping him to exercise and strengthen his physical body. This was Su Ming's last shortcoming.
Practitioners of the current Buddhist sects, in addition to having spiritual soul cultivation that far exceeds that of other sects, their physical bodies are also astonishing. Once, someone saw an eminent monk on the bank of the East China Sea entering the sea and fighting with a dragon for seven days and seven nights, and finally saved him. So far, Buddhist monks have been called violent monks.
After a while, he felt that his body had adapted to the pressure and had room for movement. He took the second step again. Unexpectedly, as he took this step, the previous feeling came back again, and This time it's thicker and more terrifying!
The powerful pressure came again, causing Su Ming's body to sink and his back to bend slightly. This pressure made it difficult for him to breathe, but Su Ming still resisted.
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In another space, an old Taoist wearing a black Taoist robe stepped onto the stairs step by step, leaving bloody footprints on the white jade-like stairs.
"Ahem..."
The Taoist's hair and beard are all white, and his face is full of wrinkles. Only his eyes are still bright, as bright as stars. Every time he coughs, his face becomes darker, as if he has been seriously injured and died not long ago.
This veteran is the second-ranked layman Motian on the list.
At this moment, outside him, a blue body-protecting divine light shrouded him, withstanding the pressure of fate from all directions, the seemingly weak divine light had strong defensive power.
Without this body-protecting divine light, this old Taoist priest would never have reached this point, and he would not have become second on the list.
But what is different from others is that the body-protecting divine light outside his body not only withstands the huge pressure from the pressure of luck, but there are many small purple-gold dragons biting on the thin light mask. They open their teeth and claws, and are extremely vicious. , determined to fight to the death!
Seeing the familiar luck dragon on his body-protecting light, the old Taoist sighed and said to himself: "This luck is something that others can only dream of, but for the old Taoist, it is nothing more than poison. .”
As he spoke, he climbed up the stairs again. As more powerful pressure came, the old Taoist priest's body-protecting divine light rippled and almost broke.
He stood firm, with a hint of bitterness in his eyes, "It's been twenty years, and I'm still so vindictive!" The closer he was to the sky, the closer he was to the golden dragon of luck in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and the stronger the dragon of luck that besieged him became.
Luck has a spirit. Facing his former enemies, the Luck Golden Dragon belonging to the Great Zhou Dynasty instinctively felt disgusted. Therefore, these lucks that should have been integrated into the body and promoted Taoist cultivation have become enemies that hinder his progress.
All I can say is that one drink and one peck will determine its own outcome.
But as he continued to climb to the top, his body-protecting divine light was already crumbling and overwhelmed. If he climbed a few more levels, it would probably exceed the endurance range and shatter. By then, let alone the great fortune that had come back to bite him, just It's just that his weak body can't withstand the pressure from the outside world, and will be directly crushed into a puddle of mud.
However, the old Taoist priest's expression did not change, and he took another step forward. As he took one step forward, the divine light in the old Taoist's eyes shined brightly, and a shadow of the soul suddenly replaced the protective divine light and enveloped him.
It turns out that this layman Motian turned out to be a powerful soul!
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Imperial City, Yangxin Hall.
Emperor Shenwu was sitting on the throne in a black imperial robe. At this moment, his back was as straight as a pine tree. His long snow-white hair was draped over his shoulders, faintly shining. His whole complexion was very different from usual. , as if a heavy burden has been lifted, and I feel much more relaxed. On his body, purple and green are hanging down, as dense as a canopy, and the necklace is hanging down. It is a myriad of things, and the golden dragon of luck is entwined. It is fierce and fierce, irresistible, and people dare not look directly.
At this moment, he was staring intensely at the treasured mirror on the imperial desk. The scene reflected in the treasured mirror was the list of people climbing the ladder to heaven. As for the scene on the ladder to heaven, he could not see it because there was a large formation covering it. , and connected to the Golden Dragon of Luck, and there are dozens of Nascent Soul masters inside. Such a complicated aura is entangled, and even a precious mirror cannot distinguish it.
Looking at the unfamiliar names that kept flashing on the treasure mirror, a look of surprise appeared in his eyes. "Interesting, Cihang Pudu, a Buddhist. Is he that monk? Motian layman, Black Mountain old demon, what else do you want to call this?" Grandma’s names are all names I have never heard of, and the Xuanjing Division has never recorded them. It seems that they are all old weirdos who live in seclusion in the world."
"That's right. Although Xuanjing Division is powerful, it relies too much on dragon energy and cannot last long. It's no wonder that it doesn't dare to set foot in those deep mountains and old forests." After thinking about it for a moment, the old emperor was relieved.
Immediately afterwards, he focused his eyes on the top of the list again, with a mysterious smile on his face, "Let me see who will take the position of national master."
