"I! escort Lan Xiang for the college entrance examination! I was selected by the Xiaobai Sword Sect and the Ding Sword Sect at the same time, but in order to oppose the monopoly of the two major sword sects, I chose the Xuanxu Sword Sect! Eight hundred and thirty...... Ten...... Ten !! Eight !!"

Staggered, the sword choked!

Leaving a few sweaty handprints and footprints one after another, Luo Shui fell face down and fell to the ground like a dead fish.

Eyes rolling, whole body detachment, finger movement is a luxury.

It was as if he was carrying a mountain on his back, and the powerful load of his body's divine consciousness weighed him out of breath and his consciousness was blurred.

Luo Shui understands that eight hundred and thirty-eight layers is his limit.

And the other three C-rank early stage cultivators were all left behind by him, and the nearest one finally stayed at the eight hundred and thirty-third floor.

Luo Shui supported the ground with one hand and turned over with all his might.

"A thousand miles at a glance!" After reluctantly casting the spell, he saw the backs of the two unbeatable horses in the distance.

It is about one hundred and fifty floors farther away than himself, and it should be between nine hundred and eighty to ninety floors.

The ladder to heaven has not yet come to an end, and the two teenagers are gradually encountering difficulties, their bodies are sluggish, and they are struggling to walk.

He counted it carefully, and before it was submerged into the clouds, there were a total of one thousand one hundred and eleven steps of this ladder to the sky.

"Come on, take my share and get to the top!" Luo Shui clenched his fists.

The higher he climbed, the more he understood how difficult the road ahead was, what is called a high mountain, and when he fell on the eight hundred and thirty-eighth floor, he was completely convinced by the two teenagers.

Seeing the figures of the two teenagers staggering and climbing, he knew that it would be impossible for the two of them to reach the top, but he still had a faint expectation in his heart, looking forward to witnessing a miracle.

They are all the flowers of the motherland, the future of the Huaxia Cultivation Realm, how can they climb the ladder to the sky and wipe out the whole army, it is too embarrassing.

However, this also fully shows that the name of the Emperor of Heaven is not simply used to bluff people, and it is so difficult to climb the ladder to heaven, and the gift of the Emperor of Heaven must not be ordinary.

It's just that even those two young men who are happy and convinced by him will stop at around the thousand steps, and there is really someone who can successfully reach the Imperial Palace and receive the gift of the Emperor of Heaven...... Boom!...... Gift?

Luo Shui's eyes kept on his head, and his thoughts were interrupted by a slight sound of landing, and then reconnected.

"Hey, come on, Brother Luo, if it's a man, it's a thousand floors~"

A backlit delicate cheek blocked the light of the sun, moon and stars in the sky, and the shadow covered Luo Shui's face.

The shadow did not shade him for long, and as soon as the words of encouragement ended, the three phases of the sun, moon and stars reappeared in his eyes.

The sun was too strong, Luo Shui couldn't help but squint his eyes, and his gaze followed the figure in a daze.

After a bounce, leaving a familiar and hateful back, a young man who had previously insisted on staying in place lightly and skillfully jumped up the 839th step.

Luo Shui: "......"

"No, I must have been overtired and hallucinating. ”

Luo Shui closed his eyes and opened them quietly.

I saw that the figure jumped lightly and skillfully, and jumped directly to the eighth and forty floors, without panting at all.

Luo Shui was a little desperate.

Close your eyes again, and open them quietly.

The figure jumped up to the eight-hundred-and-four-first level.

After opening and closing several times, Luo Shui finally accepted the reality and suddenly became sad.

Why him?!

Such a selfish and selfish person is the cannibal flower of the motherland, and the failure of the Huaxia Xiuzhen Realm, if he gets a gift from the Emperor of Heaven, he will soar to the sky......

Luo Shui shuddered unconsciously, obviously his whole body was out of strength, but suddenly a force called a sense of responsibility flowed through his body.

He gritted the tip of his tongue and tried to keep himself conscious.

"I'm Luoshui, but how can a man who wants the Xuanxu Sword Sect to surpass the two major sword sects and lead the Huaxia Cultivation Realm to glory here!"

Luo Shui held the ground with his sword, propped up half of his body, and moved forward half-crawling and half-moving.

The long sword was inserted into the façade of the steps, and Luo Shui overcame his limit at this moment, staggered to his feet, and began to climb again.

Of course, it is still accompanied by self-talk, but this time it is no longer looking back on his life, but looking forward to the future-

"Me!

"My name!"

"It is destined to be engraved on the monument of the rise of the Huaxia Xiuzhen Realm!"

"Eternal life and eternity!"

"For posterity!"

"Eight hundred and thirty...... Ten...... Nine !!"

Boom!

The sense of responsibility to save the Huaxia Cultivation Realm only helped Luo Shui climb to the eighth hundred and thirty-ninth floor, and then he was exhausted under the heavy eyelids.

Fell down on the steps again, looking at the back that kept scurrying up, his eyelids kept collapsing, and darkness was coming, as if it indicated that the Huaxia Xiuzhen Realm was about to fall......

Luo Shui, a genius disciple of the Xuanxu Sword Sect, hit the street.

……

At the moment when Luoshui hit the street, Ye Zheng's heart jumped, and he looked back like a rhino.

"Huh, I actually climbed another level, it seems that my encouragement is still quite useful~"

Ye Zheng pinched his chin and gave himself a thumbs up.

In the time that Luo Shui overcame the limit to climb one floor, he had already jumped more than twenty floors and came to about eight hundred and seventy floors.

At this point, he finally felt the pressure, his knees sank, the ubiquitous load was imposed on his whole body, and the whole aspect of his divine body was suppressed, as if he was immersed in the cement that was gradually solidifying.

He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

It's okay, and it can still hold on.

He raised his head and estimated that if he jumped about thirty floors or so, he might not be able to continue to move forward by jumping, and could only follow the example of the people he met before, inserting his bare hands into the façade of the steps, or stabbing them with his weapons, so as to climb this vertical staircase that is more than five people high.

The load given by the ladder to heaven does not increase the weight of his body, but acts directly on his body and mind in a way that he cannot understand, similar to the coercion he feels when facing a strong man, so that the weapon will only bear his weight when fixed to the façade of the steps.

Like those behind him, at the end, their hands were no longer able to insert into the steps, and they were all climbing with the help of weapons.

"But...... Is it so difficult to climb?" Ye Zheng wondered.

Looking back at the black spots behind him that had long stopped climbing, everyone was climbing to the death, and the hundreds of steps leading to the sky seemed to have exhausted the strength of a lifetime.

Looking at the two mediocre backs in front of him, he recognized that they were Chi Huan and Sheng Fengnian, the two young men who had amazed the Ding Sword Sect, and they were already crumbling.

Ye Zheng's eyes gradually lit up: "Could it be that I am also a genius?"

No, of course not......

If he could appreciate the difference between the loads of E-level and D-rank disciples, he would probably understand that this was entirely an unexpected result of the life essence brought about by the Primordial Dark Pearl.

In terms of the judgment given by the glasses, his physique is still at the E-level, to be precise, the peak of the E-level.

But in fact, due to the improvement of the essence of life, he is like a demon beast that is naturally stronger than humans, almost equivalent to the strength of the D-level peak.

The load given by the ladder to heaven varies from person to person, and it is all added according to the level judgment of ordinary humans, that is, it gives Ye Zheng the physical load that a player at the peak of the E-level physique should have, but he is relying on a body comparable to the peak of the D-level to break through, so it is no wonder that it is not easy.

And at the level of divine consciousness, the divine consciousness of an E-level cultivator with weak Ye Zheng should have been unable to support it a long time ago, but he had fused a demon bone of the thunder beast mocking wind.

Although the will of the demon bone was not stimulated at this time, because it was part of his divine sense, it unconsciously blocked most of the load for him, and it was not easy to blame +10086.

Under the combination of the two, this made him jump on the ground as if he were on the ground, and constantly staged the drama of coming from behind.

When he was more than four hundred floors, he got rid of Lu Shanshan and Xiao Xiao's pursuit, and when he was more than six hundred floors, he got rid of all the other pursuers who had witnessed his selfish desire to beat him, and then overtook three C-level geniuses, caught up with Luo Shui, and gave him the encouragement he deserved among fellow Daoists, helping Luo Shui climb another level.

Jumping non-stop all the way, he didn't start climbing until he was five or six hours behind, and he had already seen the backs of Chi Huan and Sheng Fengnian.

In short - teacher, he cheats!

……

"Chi Huan...... Brother Ye, who couldn't get out of the sword, caught up......"

Sheng Fengnian inadvertently looked back and actually saw the Brother Ye who couldn't get out of the sword.

Chi Huan is right, it seems that Brother Ye, who can't come out of the sword, really has something to delay, so he came so late.

In his eyes, Brother Ye, who couldn't get out of the sword, climbed rapidly layer by layer, and now there were less than thirty floors left from the two of them.

Sheng Fengnian frequently added the prefix of "can't get out of the sword" to Ye Zheng, not to ridicule, but to sincerely feel envious.

It's a good thing that he can't get out of the sword, and he also wants to enter the realm of "seeing the mountains and not the mountains and seeing the water is not the water", and be a strong man who can't get out of the sword.

When Chi Huan heard the sound, he hurriedly looked back and saw the figure holding two silver guns that appeared from time to time, and said in surprise: "So fast!"

As soon as the words fell, Chi Huan immediately remembered the words "can't come out of the sword", and his expression instantly became a matter of course.

Brother Ye, who couldn't get out of the sword, really lived up to his expectations.

Chi Huan and Sheng Fengnian have climbed the last ten floors with great difficulty, and they dare to continue climbing after climbing the first floor for several minutes, and only after getting used to the load of this layer do they dare to continue climbing.

The ladder to heaven does not prohibit helping each other, and the two of them supported each other, barely reaching the current one thousand and nine floors.

Now, they have rested for more than ten minutes, but they still can't adapt to the load on this layer.

I could vaguely hear the gurgling of my limbs, and the light of my divine consciousness was like a candle in the wind, fluttering, and could be suppressed until it was extinguished at any time.

Sweat dripped down one after another, blooming on the ground, and the eyes were blackened, this state, at most, climbed two more floors, and reached the limit of the two of them.

The remaining hundred floors were like a moat between the two of them and the hope of becoming stronger, and a deep sense of powerlessness came to my heart.

When Brother Ye, who couldn't get out of the sword, climbed, sweat slipped down his forehead and went straight into Sheng Fengnian's eyes.

Sheng Fengnian rubbed away the sweat of his eyes, and said with difficulty: "Chi Huan, have we stopped here......

Chi Huan clenched his fists tightly, his face and eyes were full of unwillingness, and his clenched teeth were faintly oozing blood.

He didn't dare to answer Sheng Fengnian, for fear that answering the word "yes" would make the two of them discouraged at the same time, and they wouldn't even be able to climb the last two floors before the limit.

But what's the use of climbing these two floors?

There are a full hundred floors ahead.

One hundred floors!

Unwilling, so unwilling......

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