Chapter 91

The place was foggy and hazy, and only a stone-stairs road clearly appeared in front of everyone's eyes. "Recommended Baidu/Qi-Zi*Xiao/Said/Net Reading"

The stone steps spread upwards, as if they were going to go to the top of the nine heavens, and there was no end in sight.

The first-level steps are simple and mysterious. There is no endless flow of divine light on it, and there is no overflow of horror, but it gives people a feeling of thick and heavy.

Especially when dozens of cultivators were blown away by it, it made everyone feel a chill.

However, in the face of the huge temptation of the Fortune Palace, few people can remain calm. Therefore, some monks disregarded the strangeness of this stone road and set foot on the first step again.

As a result, still as in the beginning, all these people were shocked and flew out.

Ling Xian frowned slightly, and observed the dozens of people who were shaken flying with his soul, and found that these people's cultivation was only in the early stage of foundation building, and their breath was vain, obviously because they had taken too many medicinal pills.

"It turns out that people who are not strong enough can't set foot on this stone step road." Ling Xian suddenly understood the reason.

Others also showed clear expressions, and then, some cultivators who knew that their strength was not enough sighed, and their tone was full of loss.

On the contrary, some monks who had information about their own strength laughed and stepped up the stone steps.

This time, there was no scene of being shaken, but the faces of those people turned pale in an instant. It can be seen how powerful the pressure of this ancient road is.

This is also normal. After all, it is the assessment of the Fortune Palace. If any cultivator can enter, it will not be the eternal Fortune Palace.

Seeing that some people successfully climbed the stone steps, the remaining monks set foot on the stone steps with eagerness.

However, Ling Xian didn't move. He slowly closed his eyes, preparing to raise his energy to the top, and then he went straight to the top!

After an hour passed, when everyone had already walked a long way on the stone steps, Ling Xian slowly opened his eyes, and a bright light flashed by quickly, returning to nothingness in an instant. "i dedication"

"The state has been raised to the extreme, it's time to climb."

Ling Xian raised the corner of her mouth, glanced at the mysterious ancient road ahead, and then took a big step to the first step.

Immediately,

A huge oppressive force suddenly came, like a mountain falling down, pressing down on him.

Unfortunately, for Ling Xian, who was almost on the verge of reaching the end of the Foundation Establishment Stage, this pressure was not as good as scratching his itch. He only stepped on the second stone steps with a slight shock.

Fortunately, after an hour of climbing, there were no other monks here except Ling Xian. Otherwise, if someone saw that he had passed the first step so easily, he would be so angry that he vomited blood.

"It turns out that the first order is more stressful than the first order."

Feeling the increasing pressure, Ling Xian smiled lightly, still so calm and calm. As if the unbearable pressure for others, for him, does not exist at all.

Soon, he came to the 100th step, his face was not red, he was not out of breath, he was not tired at all, not even a drop of sweat.

It's like taking a walk in the back garden of your own home, relaxing and relaxing.

"Hey, I saw someone so soon."

Ling Xian let out a sigh, and found that a young man suddenly appeared in front of him. He couldn't help but startled. He didn't expect someone to come here after an hour.

However, when he thought of the enormous pressure on the stone steps, he was relieved.

Indeed, those pressures were nothing to him at all, and could be easily broken. However, for others, it is tantamount to fighting an opponent of the same level, and it takes a lot of money to pass.

"Ta Tata..."

Ling Xian took three steps in a row, and then stopped behind the young man, reached out and patted the man's shoulder, and said, "Daoist friend, do you feel exhausted?"

"Um?"

The young man was startled and turned around with difficulty. After seeing that the visitor was a human being, a glimmer of pride flashed in his eyes.

He originally thought that he was the last one, and he was extremely depressed. But when he saw Ling Xian, he suddenly felt confident and felt that he was not the worst cultivator among the tens of thousands of people, at least there was one worse than himself.

"Haha, I was struggling just now, but after seeing you, I don't feel it anymore." The young man laughed, his words full of joy.

"Why is this?" Ling Xian frowned slightly.

The young man smiled and said, "Because you are behind me, you are the worst of this group of monks."

"So that's the case, I was regarded as the bottom person, and I found a sense of superiority." Ling Xian laughed, looked at the young man in front of him playfully, and said: "Originally, I planned to help you, but since you are no longer If you feel pressured, then forget it.”

"Haha, fellow Daoist, don't make fun of it, it's been an hour before you come here and help me?" The young man laughed and sarcastically said, "It's really shameless, you should ask yourself for more blessings."

"This is what you said, but don't regret it." Ling Xian smiled playfully, and then stepped forward gently, taking ten steps in succession under the young man's astonished eyes.

Walking like flying, like walking on the ground, as if the so-called pressure does not exist at all.

Suddenly, the young man was stunned!

He stared blankly at Ling Xian in front of him, his eyes full of incredible.

you sir!

Do you want to be so perverted!

This is the assessment set up by the Fortune Palace, not your back garden. How could it be so easy? !

The young man cursed in his heart, looking at Ling Xian with expressions of envy and jealousy in addition to shock.

"Fellow Daoist, now you are the last one again, try your best, I will wait for you above, I hope I can see your figure." Ling Xian smiled and waved at the young man who was about to be frightened.

Then, he ignored the episode and continued to walk forward.

"Brother, wait for me!"

The young man suddenly went crazy and shouted, hoping that Ling Xian could stop and help himself.

It's a pity that Ling Xian disappeared in the blink of an eye, so naturally he couldn't hear what this person said.

"I'll go, do you want to be so perverted, the Fortune Palace is not your back garden, right?"

Seeing Ling Xian disappeared, the young man wanted to cry without tears, and suddenly slapped himself, as if he wanted to remind himself that he had missed a good opportunity.

At this moment, the young man was full of remorse, regretting that he should not ridicule and attack Ling Xian, and even more regret that he regarded him as someone who could find a sense of superiority.

Where is this looking for a sense of superiority, it is clearly asking for a blow!

When he thought of saying that Ling Xian was outspoken and was the worst cultivator among these people, the young man was so ashamed that he could not wait to find a place to dig in.

How could such a tyrannical cultivator who walks on the stone steps like walking on the ground and walks like a fly, be the worst person?

If Ling Xian was the worst person, wouldn't the remaining monks be inferior to pigs and dogs?

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