Tang Chen frowned slightly, and then sent a message to the monk and asked, "Fellow Daoist, do you know the origin of this Tongtiantai?"

The monk turned his head sideways and glanced at Tang Chen, a trace of doubt and surprise flashed in his eyes, and finally sent a message to Tang Chen: "The donor doesn't know about this rooftop?"

Tang Chen shook his head: "I'm ashamed! I don't know about this rooftop!"

"Oh, then how did you get here?" the monk wondered.

"I got here by mistake!"

Tang Chen simply replied, if he carefully looked at his experience, it would take a lot of time.

A trace of surprise flashed in the monk's eyes, as if he understood something, nodded slightly, looked at the stone platform, as if sighing something, and responded: "It seems that the donor's luck is very good!"

"This Tongtiantai is a treasure land for martial arts, and those who are against the sky can not only ascend to the Tongtiantai, but also obtain the treasure or inheritance by chance, which is extremely mysterious!"

"Oh, I see!" Tang Chen only understood a little at this time: "No wonder it's so difficult!"

"Actually, it's not, this rooftop was originally the other party of the strong looking for treasures, and later some seniors discovered that at a certain time, those with low strength can also enter it!" the monk said.

"At a specific time?" Tang Chen wondered.

"Yes, it won't be long enough!" the monk nodded: "Otherwise, with our strength, we can only climb the ground steps at most!"

At this time, Tang Chen probably understood.

These three stone steps are a test of martial arts.

At this time, only powerful martial cultivators could ascend to the Tongtian Platform. Only at a certain time in the near future, the pressure on the stone steps would weaken, and only these martial cultivators who had been suppressed to the Tian Yuan Realm would have a chance to ascend to the Tongtian Platform.

"Then what's going on with this level?" Tang Chen asked again.

These three stone steps, from top to bottom, are three levels: heaven, earth, and man, the human level is the easiest, the earth level is the second, and the heavenly level is the most difficult!"

The monk looked at the three stone steps, and said with a solemn face: "However, this difficulty is relative! The martial cultivators who can come here, no matter what race they come from, are all supreme geniuses and atmospheric carriers, and these three stone steps are to divide these geniuses into levels! Some can climb the steps, but some can't even climb the human steps, this is the gap between geniuses!"

The monk paused slightly, looked at the young man in white, and continued: "This benefactor is powerful and talented, so he can climb the ground steps at this time!

Sure enough, at this time, the young man in white had bent his waist almost parallel to the ground, and his knees were also bent into an arch, forcibly supporting himself from lying down.

"Who is this young man? It is really rare to support him until now, I must have a good discussion with him!"

A hint of frenzy flashed in the rugged young man's eyes, and the battle intent on his body was like a tide.

The blue-robed young man just glanced at him, and said, "This person is a genius of my clan's great sect, Yaoyang, I think you two are quite cultivated!Maybe you are not his opponent!"

Yao Yang laughed when he heard this, he glanced at the blue-robed young man, and sneered: "Nangong Jue, I know what you mean, I admit that this person is powerful, almost on par with me, but if it really fights, it must be me who wins!"

Yaoyang's voice was loud, except for the white-clothed young man who was concentrating on climbing on the field, everyone else heard Yaoyang's words, and no one felt that it was inappropriate, they all agreed, including Tang Chen.

"You are confident, but these words come out of your mouth lightly, and it is difficult to do it!" Nangong Jue looked at the white-clothed young man who was staying on the ground steps in the distance, and said slowly.

Although this sound like provoking a fight between the two, Nangong Jue didn't mean it.

"Hmph, look, I'll fight him!"

Yao Yang looked at the young man in white, and the battle intent in his eyes surged wildly.

Suddenly, he turned his head and looked at the monk, a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes, but the battle intent on his body was even stronger.

The monk sensed this fighting spirit, he looked at Yaoyang, and then said with one hand: "Amitabha!

Yaoyang laughed, seemed to be a little embarrassed, and arched his hand to the monk: "How offended, forgive me!"

The monk waved his hand, made a look of a monk who had attained the Tao, and pretended to be serious: "Good and good! The donor is too careful!

When Yao Yang heard this, his expression changed slightly, and then he looked at Jie Nian, and suddenly said, "Dare to fight!"

A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he folded his hands, shook his head, and said, "Amitabha! The poor monk is a monk, the four are empty, and he is not good at fighting with others, I am afraid that he will disappoint the donor!"

As soon as these words came out, don't Tang Chen and the blood shadow, even Shi Yan, a stone-hearted stone man, slandered the monk's belly, this precept is too hypocritical, he is obviously a belligerent person, but he always puts on a sanctimonious appearance.

"Daoyou is a master of the human race, there is no one in ten thousand, it is a blessing in my life to meet Daoyou here, I hope Daoyou will be fulfilled!" Yaoyang's expression was sincere, and the battle intent on his body had been condensed to the peak, like a volcano about to erupt.

"Since the donor is so pleading, the poor monk naturally can't disappoint the donor, please!" The monk folded his hands and looked peaceful, bowing slightly to Yaoyang.

"Hahaha!

Yaoyang laughed, bowed his hand to the monk again, and then waved his right hand and pointed to the open space in the distance: "Fellow Daoists, please!"

The monk was silent, and then his body moved, and he crossed illusory shadows one after another, and instantly swept into the distance.

After three breaths, he stopped a hundred feet away and stood on a large rock, calm and calm.

At this time, everyone on the field moved their eyes to the monk, and also glanced at Yaoyang from time to time, only to see that the latter was extremely happy, and the momentum on his body was suddenly released, like a wild beast.

At this time, Yaoyang, for example, is about to be stronger, and his height has also increased by a head, and the whole person looks very domineering.

Yaoyang stomped on the ground with his hind feet, and a deep pit appeared on the bluestone ground in an instant, and he himself jumped up with the help of the recoil force of the ground.

Rumble!

Yaoyang jumped five feet high, and then quickly fell, landing on the opposite side of the precept.

Everyone around felt Yaoyang's strength and was a little surprised.

"This guy is really a humanoid demon beast!" Nangong Jue looked at the imposing Yaoyang in the distance, and sighed: "It is worthy of being a barbarian, and its strength is strong!"

The blood shadow stood quietly on the field, and his face was also a little solemn.

He knew the strength of Jie Nian, and he also admitted that Jie Nian's strength was stronger than him, but this humanoid monster in the distance also made him feel the pressure.

Under the gaze of all the geniuses, the battle between the two masters gradually kicked off.

(End of chapter)