The little boy with a reddish face rushed up a dozen steps in one breath before stopping.

The young man stood on the white jade steps and couldn't help but look back, the steps surrounded the green mountains and white waves, and had already bypassed the dragon boat and went around to the other side of the mountain.

Behind the young man, in addition to the green mountains and white jade steps, green water, blue sky, mist and thick clouds.

No one was seen again.

The young man sighed, his heart empty.

There are some things that can only be held in my heart, not because I don't want to say them, but because I can't say them.

Because a dying person cannot have many things, and he does not deserve them.

Gradually ascending along the white jade steps, Dongluo finally had time to take a good look at the white jade steps.

The white jade steps seem to be a whole, and each step is tightly seamed, and there is no trace of jointing.

He still remembered that Luo Le had stood on tiptoe on the dragon boat and whispered the word Shichi to him, but he left in a hurry and embarrassed, one didn't have time to ask in detail, and the other didn't have time to elaborate.

Dongluo squatted down and touched the white jade steps, the hand was warm, the texture was hard, and the sense of familiarity was stronger.

After a few moments, he stood up and began to ascend again.

As for why he had a strong sense of familiarity with this so-called dragon ladder, he was no longer curious, because he had only seen it not long ago.

Previously, when he and Luo Le were trapped in the mine under the Longquan Mountain Range, they once broke into a cave with stone milk and a stone pool to carry stone milk.

The material of the dragon ladder in front of him is the same as the material of the stone pool in the cave at that time.

If it is true that the crystal spirit stone is condensed by dragon blood and the stone milk is the dragon marrow as they guessed, then the dragon ladder and the stone pool under their feet should be the dragon bone.

In this regard, Dongluo is not surprised at all.

The Dragon Gate Secret Realm, if it has nothing to do with dragons, he will feel strange.

The name of a secret realm is like the nickname of a ranger, and it may be that the name chosen by their parents for them will be wrong and inconsistent with their personality. But the nickname that has been obtained from many years of travel is correct, and compared with his temperament, it must be eight or nine and ten.

As for whether to eat dragon blood, drink dragon marrow, or step on the keel to ascend, it doesn't feel much in winter.

His whole body was now immersed in his body, and after being polished by the dense qi on the Dragon Spring, the distance of his divine soul was not only strengthened, but he could even condense his soul body.

You must know that the condensation of the soul body must be a cultivator above the Purple Mansion Realm who has begun to involve the cultivation of the soul in order to condense it.

As for the rest of the cultivators of the four realms of the day after tomorrow, unless there is a great opportunity, a great cultivator, don't even think about it.

The cultivators of the Four Realms of the Acquired World can only rely on the wisps of divine thoughts released by the divine soul to spy on the situation in their bodies.

And he, a mortal, although he already has a cultivation that is not weaker than the fifth realm of the day after tomorrow.

But immortals are different, mortals are still mortals after all.

There are many immortal methods, and he doesn't have the secret techniques of the Daomen, and even if he does, he doesn't know how to use them.

But looking at one's own body, this kind of superficial means of using the soul, the immortals on the mountain estimate it doesn't matter, but anyone who has crawled and fought in the rivers and lakes under the mountain is

Yes.

The human body is a small world, and the world is a big human body.

Dongluo's divine thoughts began to patrol himself like a border patrol general.

Although with the help of the Burning Spirit Ancient Flame sent by the "well-wisher" Chu Ultimate, the pure internal qi of the martial artist that Yi Jin had cultivated took advantage of the situation to occupy the meridians.

But how could the Heavenly Dao Seed Extreme Ice give up, and after the Extreme Ice had calmed down for a while, it began to fight back again.

Before the winter falls, because of the fear of disrupting the balance in the body, the battle between water and fire starts early. Therefore, he did not start cultivating martial arts according to the general outline of Buddhist ascetic practice and the method passed on by the Yijin Sutra.

This also caused the internal qi in his body to be like the rootless grass and the sourceless water, and he was not the opponent of the Extreme Ice at all, and he was defeated and retreated in the battle for the meridians and rivers, losing again and again.

Some of the main meridians were retaken by the Extreme Ice, and the white internal qi could only survive among some small blood veins and newly opened meridians.

If this goes on for a long time, the meridians and rivers will be frozen to death by the extreme ice again, so that the aura will not pass and the dantian will be closed.

Just as Dongluo was thinking about whether to start cultivating martial arts, a fiery red aura suddenly gushed out from his dantian, blending into the white internal qi condensed by the Yi Jin Sutra, and launched a counterattack against the extreme ice.

The battle between fire and water has not yet begun, and it has already begun to take shape.

With the addition of the Red Lotus Karma Fire, the white internal qi gradually broke back from its disadvantage, and it had to fight back and forth with the Ultimate Ice, which was not equal and inseparable.

Red Lotus Karmic Fire was happy with the Extreme Ice Fight, but it hurt him as a host.

The two heavens of ice and fire are still a little difficult after all.

Compared with the bustling and lively meridians, his dantian sea is much quieter.

The sea of fire is also rolling, and the iceberg is still cold.

I couldn't see the lotus villain, nor the ice and snow villain, but an extremely depressed aura was tightly covered in the well-defined dantian sea.

The soul body of Dongluo secretly glanced at the dantian sea and immediately took it back. He didn't want to stay a moment longer.

Joke. The last time he was in the Snow Clan, his soul body was not only beaten by the Ice and Snow Villain in the Dantian Sea, but was finally trampled on by a kick, and he still remembers it clearly!

He wouldn't be stupid enough to run to touch the ice and snow villain's head before the battle between fire and water began.

If he did, he would be beaten again.

Dongluo sighed softly, not looking at his current physique, but he knew that it was just a sign before the storm.

When the real storm comes, maybe his strong-looking body will be the first to collapse.

The ultimate that mortals can go to is the pinnacle of the marrow realm, but in this Dragon Gate Secret Realm, whether it is dragon breath, crystal spirit stone, crystal spirit core, stone milk, or dense qi, it has not pushed his physical strength to the extreme that mortals can go.

Because the road is too difficult.

Since ancient times, not many people have really walked this road, either giving up halfway, or ending halfway.

Besides, his path is still different from others, if other people's path is nine deaths and one life, his path is ten deaths and no life.

He was able to get to where he is today, standing on this white jade step, and he never relied on hard work.

There are many things in this world, and hard work alone is useless.

Not to mention relying on the efforts of one person.

Dongluo regained his heart and began to climb up.

It's just that the endless opportunities that the Longquan ferryman said, the unparalleled Taoism, he didn't meet anything.

Dongluo frowned and thought for a while, "Could it be that it was occupied by those who came first?"

The more I thought about it, the more likely it was that Dongluo secretly exclaimed that it was not good, and hurriedly quickened his pace and began to ascend.

Walking along the steps for only a hundred steps, Dongluo's footsteps suddenly paused, and he looked up with some confusion, and there were white clouds in the sky.

Being around Longquan for a long time almost made him forget the existence of the pressure in the secret territory of Longmen.

Now on this dragon ladder, that pressure has come again, and at the beginning, it is not weaker than the core of the Dragon Gate Secret Realm.

Dongluo was relieved to think about it, if climbing the dragon ladder was really as easy as climbing the mountain, then the Longquan ferryman would not say that no one had jumped over the dragon gate on the top of the mountain for a long, long time.

......

......

A dragon boat floated above the sea of clouds, and an old man and a young man stood on the deck looking down at the green hills at their feet.

Looking through the overlapping sea of clouds, the green mountains could not cover it.

The young man handed the old man a pot of wine, and frowned slightly: "Taigong, why is this time the Dragon Gate different from the past? This time, Tianwei alone is more than ten times heavier than before, aren't you afraid that their shoulders are too tender to carry it?"

Mrs. Jiang didn't move, just glanced at the wine, then at the young man, and said directly: "Your name is Zhang Wendao now?"

The young man nodded.

Jiang Taigong took the wine and put it on the bow of the boat, but did not drink it, Gujing Wubo said: "Zhang Wendao, Chao Wendao, good name, don't change it too quickly." ”

Zhang Wendao handed out another pot of wine, and said with a bitter face: "Taigong, have you calculated that something will happen to me recently! Zhang Wendao, Chao Wendao, do you want to say that I will die at night?"

Jiang Taigong did not answer Zhang Wendao, but took the wine from his hand and put it next to the first wine with an expressionless face, "How does it feel to be a man?"

Zhang Wendao frowned, if someone else asked him such a question, he would only feel ridiculous, and he was looking for death.

But when the person who asked him this question was Jiang Taigong, he wouldn't and didn't dare to think so.

Because this name used to be too dazzling, so dazzling that even if a long time passed, he would still feel dazzling when he looked at it, and he would feel ashamed in his heart.

It was something he had never felt before. Even in the face of the heavenly immortals, I have never had a feeling.

Regarding Jiang Taigong's question, which may hide mysteries, Zhang Wendao didn't dare to take it lightly, and carefully considered it, always feeling that Jiang Taigong had something to say, how could he dare to be casual?

The old man looked at Zhang Wendao's appearance as if he was facing a great enemy, and chuckled, "It's just."

Just ask casually, you can answer casually. ”

Zhang Wendao dared to answer casually, so he could only answer truthfully: "I feel...... Not bad. ”

"Not bad?" The old man nodded, his eyes were shining, and he stared at the young man and said, "Since it feels good, then I will advise you to be a good person, people are not like this." If you continue to do this, you won't be able to wait for the evening to die, but you will die soon. ”

Zhang Wendao fell into deep thought.

Jiang Taigong no longer paid attention to Zhang Wendao, but picked one of the two pots of wine side by side in the bow of the boat, opened the mud seal and drank it.

After thinking for a moment, Zhang Wendao said with a dark face: "Taigong, after listening to your words, I feel like listening to the sound of the Great Dao." Do you think I'm going to hear it, so shouldn't I be ready to die?"

Jiang Taigong said expressionlessly: "No." ”

Zhang Wendao exhaled lightly, "With the words of Taigong, my container can be regarded as preserved." ”

Jiang Taigong snorted coldly.

Zhang Wendao took out another pot of wine and consciously pushed it to the bow of the boat, side by side with the other two pots.

Jiang Taigong put down the empty wine jug and looked at Qingshan under his feet and said, "Aren't you curious why this Dragon Gate is different from the past?"

When Zhang Wendao heard this, he immediately took another pot of wine and put it on the bow of the boat.

Jiang Taigong sat on the deck and opened another pot of wine, "It stands to reason that nine is the extreme, and the nine dragon gates are already the end of the world, and it is the greatest kindness of Heaven to this world." But the number of Dayan is fifty, and it is forty-nine, and one of them is gone, in order to give this world more hope, I did not hesitate to imprison myself in Longmen, and I was lucky, and finally let me catch the escaped one from under the nose of Tiandao. ”

Jiang Taigong looked at Zhang Wendao and said, "Do you think that the one who escaped will be the same as the other nines?"

The old man said these words with a calm expression, as if he were saying something insignificant.

can be heard in Zhang Wendao's ears, but it is not as if he has been bombarded by thunder, and the fear in his heart is far more than shock.

Zhang Wendao said with a somewhat complicated expression: "As the world often says, Jiang Taigong fishes, and those who wish to take the bait." But who knows that Jiang Taigong has never caught a fish, but that one. Jiang Taigong fishes one, those who are willing to take the bait, and those who do not want to take the bait. ”

Jiang Taigong glanced at Zhang Wendao coldly.

Zhang Wendao immediately smiled and handed over a bowl of good wine.

(End of chapter)