Chapter 232 Who Is That?

The next day, Huan Yin packed up all his things, checked out of his room in the Immortal Residence, and walked out - he didn't plan to come back today, he was going to live in the mountains, the mountains of Ziyin Sect!

The gate of Ziyin Sect is easy to find, because Ziyin Sect is right in the center of Yuzhou City. Huan Yin didn't walk far before he arrived at the foot of the gate of Ziyin Sect.

This is an open square with many high-rise buildings around it, making it look no different from the surrounding mortal places. In other words, if you don't know that this is the foot of the gate of Ziyin Sect, it will feel very natural, because you won't feel that you have stepped into the land of Taoism when you stand here.

"It seems that the place outside the Thousand Steps is not recognized by Ziyin Sect, so even at the foot of the gate, Ziyin Sect regards it as part of the secular world and does not manage it at all. The difference between the immortals and mortals in Yuzhou is really between those thousand steps." Huan Yin sighed.

At this moment, there were not many people standing in the square, only about fifty or sixty. All of them stared at the long staircase at the foot of the Ziyin Sect's mountain gate. It was obvious that they were all here to climb the Thousand Steps today.

Huan Yin's eyes passed over the square and fell on the long staircase not far away. It was a slope of ordinary stone steps. Although it was piled very neatly, there was nothing special about it. Even if Huan Yin scanned the stone steps with his spiritual sense, he could not see anything unusual.

However, at this moment, there were sixteen people trying to climb the long stone steps. Among them, there were five monks wearing Ziyin Sect's Taoist robes. They were undoubtedly exercising themselves. However, even among them, no one was not sweating profusely, especially the monk at the top who had climbed more than eight hundred steps. He had already pressed his hands on the ground, and his limbs were shaking constantly. It can be imagined that if his shaking limbs were slightly weak, he would probably roll down from the height.

However, the cultivators of Ziyin Sect were really different. Even if they had a hard time climbing, their faces were full of determination. They had no intention of giving up. They kept climbing up tremblingly. They seemed to be a little shaky, but they could feel stable.

As for the other eleven people, six of them were foreign cultivators, and the other five were mortals. However, at this moment, there was no difference between these eleven people. They were all completely crushed. The word "embarrassed" was not enough to describe their current state.

The one who climbed to the highest point among them was a young man. He had reached more than two hundred steps. This man was a mortal. He had already been lying on the ground. His fingers were worn out because he supported himself too hard. Every time he climbed up, he would leave a bloody scratch on the steps. As for his feet, his shoes had been pierced long ago, and from his bound feet, some deep red could be seen faintly, which was caused by his repeated efforts to push the ground.

The other ten people behind the young man were not much better than him. Except for the three who had not climbed the 30th step and had not touched the ground, the others were all lying on the ground. Their behavior could no longer be called "climbing". They were rubbing up and rubbing their bodies into pieces.

"Ah!" Suddenly, a voice came from the stairs, and then the man who was on the 200th step that Huan Yin had seen before did not hold on during another climb and immediately fell backwards. He rolled all the way down, and when his body stabilized, he had been thrown out of the Thousand Steps. All his previous efforts were in vain.

"Alas, he failed again." A middle-aged man in the square sighed as he looked at the young man who was rolling down.

"He comes here once a month, and his spirit is really commendable. It's a pity that he is still far behind the immortal masters of Ziyin Sect." Another person also sighed heavily, and his expression became more solemn when he looked at the Thousand Steps.

"Oh, forget it, I'll come back next time, I definitely can't get up today." Another person was obviously frightened by the young man's miserable condition and turned away directly.

However, there were also many people in the square who were not scared away by the young man's failure, or their expressions were a little numb, as if they were used to the failure of those who tried to break through the ladder, because from ancient times to the present, it is probably difficult for one person in a hundred thousand to break through the Thousand Steps. Then, those people passed the rolling young man and stepped onto the first step of the Thousand Steps.

"Plop!" A uniform sound came from under the people who had just stepped on the first step of the Thousand Steps. Huan Yin looked over and saw that those people had bent down without exception, and their previous solemn expressions had turned into laboriousness, and their hands were pressed on the ground. Some even had their forearms pressed to the ground.

In this way, Huan Yin stood there and watched for a long time. During this period, people kept rolling down from various places on the stairs, and only one person successfully walked through a thousand steps. That person was the Ziyin Sect monk who was at the top before.

When the Ziyin Sect monk crossed the 1,000-step ladder, his figure also disappeared. Huan Yin looked at the place where his figure disappeared. There was a layer of blurry and changing light and shadow covering it. Even if he used his spiritual sense to investigate, he couldn't see clearly what was behind it. Not only there, but all places higher than the 1,000-step ladder were like this, making it impossible to investigate the situation inside.

When Huan Yin observed Zi Yin Sect from a distance before, he felt that he could only see the general outline of Zi Yin Sect and some minor things, but could not distinguish them specifically. Now it seems that Zi Yin Sect has obviously set up a ban outside the entire sect to prevent investigation.

"Go up." Huan Yin felt that he had learned enough about the situation, so he walked towards the Thousand Steps like the others before.

Huan Yin's heart was very calm, even though he saw so many people struggling, he was still very calm. Because what he had experienced was far more than the word "difficult". What he had experienced most in his life was life and death!

When Huan Yin stood only ten feet away from the Thousand Steps, an extremely powerful divine sense swept towards him, obviously trying to distinguish his cultivation level, whether he had borrowed other external forces, etc.

Since Huan Yin knew the rules of the Thousand Steps, he naturally would not use any magic tools or tricks. He just dispersed his cultivation - that was his initial spiritual wisdom, and it was also the power of the peak of the middle spiritual wisdom of ordinary cultivators.

That divine consciousness did not leave. I am afraid that before Huan Yin walked through the Thousand Steps, or before he failed, this divine consciousness would always accompany him. If he borrowed any external force on the way, the pressure he faced would also increase sharply.

Huan Yin narrowed his eyes and looked at the place covered by the prohibition on the high ground. That was the place he had to cross today. Then, he put his hands behind his back and walked towards the Thousand Steps.

"Hey, look at that man, he actually put his hands behind his back. Is he deliberately showing off?" A person looked at Huan Yin and commented.

"Humph, he really doesn't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is. I think he may not be able to pass the first step. He will regret his stupid behavior the moment he steps on the first step. The pressure of the Thousand Steps will make him fall down instantly, and his face will hit the ground because his hands will not be able to retract the support in time!" Another person looked at Huan Yin and said sarcastically.

Huan Yin came to the first step of the Thousand Steps, his hands were still behind his back, then he raised his feet, fell down again, and stepped on the first step of the Thousand Steps.

Instantly, a huge pressure rushed towards Huan Yin, as if a pure Linghui initial stage power cultivator was casting a spell on him with all his strength, trying to pin him to the ground.

However, Huan Yin did not even frown at this moment, and his hands behind his back just tightened slightly, and then loosened again.

Huan Yin had experienced too many battles and fights in the past years, and he had encountered worse situations than now countless times. Because on the battlefield of Jizhou and the territory of the Wandu Sect in Yanzhou, Huan Yin always had to resist several people, even dozens, hundreds, and thousands of people with his own strength!

When the enemy's bombardment of magic made him unable to deal with it one by one, he could only use his body and cultivation power to bombard and disperse the enemy's magic.

So, let alone a Linghui initial stage power cultivator casting a spell on him, even if it was ten or even dozens of people, he could withstand it!

Huan Yin's steps were very steady, which surprised those who had previously thought he was arrogant. However, before they could discuss it out loud, Huan Yin had already taken the second step.

This time, the pressure on Huan Yin increased, and the current level was close to the full strength of the two spiritual wisdom early stage power cultivators. However, Huan Yin's second step was still extremely steady, his hands were still behind his back, and there was no twitch or distortion on his expression, only calmness.

"He... How could he be so calm? The immortal master of Ziyin Sect couldn't be as calm as him." Finally, someone looked at Huan Yin and spoke, and that person's face was full of disbelief.

"He looks like he is climbing an ordinary staircase. Although there are only two steps, they are two steps of the Thousand Steps Staircase. How is this possible!" The people around him quickly cast their eyes on Huan Yin, the man who was holding his head high and chest up on the Thousand Steps Staircase, and was climbing the steps with a calm face.

"Thump, thump, thump!" Huan Yin's pace was not fast. If compared with ordinary people climbing ordinary stone steps, it was really not fast. However, compared with the others who were climbing the Thousand Steps, his speed could be described as amazing. Moreover, each of his steps was steady, and his waist had not bent even a little bit.

The people around him stared at Huan Yin intently, and they all wanted to know, who was that?