Chapter 11: On the Jade Steps

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Mo Yun was surrounded by black flames, and the flames burned fiercely, but they did not hurt Mo Yun in the slightest.

"This ...... What is it?" Moyun's glazed eyes looked at the demonic flame in his hand.

It was silent, only the soft question of Moyun echoed on the ladder.

There was no one around, and no one answered Mo Yun's question.

"Who am I?" Mo Yun's eyes were glazed and confused, and he climbed up from the white jade ladder.

The originally distorted space quietly calmed down, and the terrifying pressure disappeared abruptly.

"Huh?" Mo Yun suddenly raised his head and looked at the white jade staircase with some feeling, his gaze passing through the layers of barriers until the end of the staircase.

As far as Mo Yun's eyes could see, Bai Yun quietly moved out of the way for a day, so that Mo Yun could look directly at him without hindrance.

Mo Yun's dull gaze kept upward, and finally stopped at the top of the white jade staircase, and then his dull gaze suddenly became excited, and the black flames around his body also fluctuated violently.

There are more than 25,000 white jade ladders, and above all the ladders, there is an amethyst jade platform, on the jade platform, a dragon spear with a faint black light is lying there quietly, and there is a white jade box on its side.

"What's that, why should I be excited?" Mo Yun muttered inexplicably, his gaze sometimes confused and sometimes dull, and the black flames on his body were also very unstable.

"Get it......" A hoarse voice kept echoing in Mo Yun's head.

"Get it, it's ......" Mo Yun whispered softly like a mechanical, and an eerie atmosphere quietly permeated.

"What is it?" Mo Yun asked with his eyes widening suddenly, his gaze suddenly becoming clear.

The black flame Ge Ran stopped beating, and quickly retracted into Mo Yun's chest.

"Well, what am I?" Mo Yun said with a blank expression.

Mo Yun raised his hands and shook them gently, and said suspiciously: "I remember that I passed out on the third ladder, why is it okay?"

"Could it be that you have exited the illusion?" Mo Yun said in surprise, and hurriedly looked around.

As a result, he was greatly disappointed, and Mo Yun was still on the ladder to the sky, still on the third ladder.

"What can I do about this?" Mo Yun said distressedly, "I don't ...... the pressure here."

The voice stopped abruptly, and Mo Yun froze in place at a loss.

"The stress is gone?!"

Mo Yun looked at his standing body in disbelief, and looked around suspiciously.

It's business as usual, nothing has changed.

"Is it really gone?" Mo Yun muttered, and then stretched out two fingers and twisted his leg vigorously.

"Shhh...... It hurts. Mo Yun was completely convinced at this time.

"What the hell is going on?" Mo Yun said as he rubbed his still painful leg, confused.

Mo Yun vaguely remembered that he couldn't hold on and fainted under that huge pressure, and then there was a deep sleep, and then his chest suddenly felt cold, as if he had been put on a piece of ice, but he didn't feel uncomfortable, but felt so comfortable that he wanted to fly.

The cool and refreshing feeling quickly spread throughout his body, and Mo Yun's consciousness gradually cleared up, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't see the light, as if someone had covered a piece of cloth in front of his eyes.

Immediately afterwards he listened to himself like a bystander, which was absolutely creepy.

I can't control my consciousness, and then he's still talking, isn't this the ghost in a folk ghost story?

Thinking of this, Mo Yunden was relaxed for a while, because he had a way to cure this ghost.

When Mo Yun was seven years old, he practiced calligraphy on the ground with a branch at the door of his house, which was an old Taoist priest who said that Mo Yun was a person of great luck, but there were many disasters in his life, so he taught Mo Yun a few charms to defend himself.

No matter how much Mo Yun has his own fixed number in his heart, the candle in his house always goes out suddenly, since Mo Yun used the charm of this old Taoist priest, until the candle burns out, the candlelight is still stable.

"Heavens and Ten Thousand Worlds, the Dao Law is natural, sincerity and righteousness, and the Dao light looms...... "There are words in his mouth, and Mo Yun stretched out a finger in both hands, outlining a void Dao seal in the air.

I saw that Mo Yun's fingers became golden and shining, and it actually left golden traces in the air, and a desolate and solemn aura spread.

"Huh?!......" Mo Yun was shocked, his mind was confused, and the golden traces suddenly disappeared.

"This ......" Mo Yun's mind was a little foggy, he often used this spell when he was a child, but there had never been such a situation once, there was even golden light.

Mo Yun couldn't help but clench his head, there were so many things today that his brain couldn't handle it.

"Whew......" Mo Yun took a deep breath, put the troubles in his head behind for the time being, and looked up into the distance.

"Huh?" Mo Yun noticed a strange place, "Yun ...... It's all gone?"

Before, when Moyun first came in, the sky was full of white clouds, and there were only a few small patches of blue sky.

And now, a blue sky with only a few white clouds.

Or rather...... In the direction where the white jade staircase is located, there are only a few white clouds.

Mo Yun looked up along the white jade staircase, and couldn't help but gasp, this ladder made of warm jade was thousands of zhang high, and it looked like it was the handiwork of a god.

Mo Yun roughly estimated that there were tens of thousands of ladders in this ladder, to say the least.

Thinking of this, Mo Yun was even more shocked in his heart, not to mention the value of this warm jade for the time being, just the height of this ladder, even if there is no pressure to hinder it, let ordinary people climb, it is estimated that ordinary people can be exhausted.

If you want to climb that high ladder, you don't know what kind of magic means you need.

Unconsciously, Mo Yun began to take a great interest in the world of cultivation.

Mo Yun also saw a faint shadow at the top of the ladder, as if it was a platform.

Mo Yun looked behind him, without the slightest anger, he guessed a little something, this illusion was definitely not ordinary.

Mo Yun faintly had an intuition, if he wanted to go out, if he wanted to break through this strange illusion, I am afraid that the only way to climb was to climb to the top of this ladder.

Mo Yun stopped for a moment and slowly walked up to the fourth floor, there was no movement, Mo Yun's expression relaxed slightly, but there were still many worries hidden in it.

Even without the pressure space, this thousand-foot climb is an impossible task for him.

Does Moyun have a choice?

Moyun had no choice.

There is still a lot to do for him to live.

Mo Yun no longer hesitated, and ran towards the top of the white jade ladder......

Three-storey ......

10th Floor......

30th Floor......

Seventy Floors ......

100 Layers ......

When Mo Yun ran up the hundred floors out of breath, the white jade staircase suddenly erupted with a burst of dazzling light, and then a ray of white light burrowed into Mo Yun's body.

"Ah~......" Mo Yun felt that the exhaustion in his body was swept away, the whole person was refreshed, and his bones were still itchy.

"This ......" Mo Yun looked incredulous, "Is this the benefit that the second generation patriarch of the Sword Sect said?"

"It turns out that there will be rewards for climbing the 100th floor. ”

Mo Yun carefully looked at his body, not even the inside of his clothes, and found that there was an extra black arc on his chest, about the length of a finger, and other than that, there was no other change.

"Huh?" Mo Yun looked at the black arc with strange eyes, and gently wiped it with his hand, but it didn't fade, and this black arc seemed to grow out of his body.

Putting aside this black arc, everything is currently developing in a good direction, which makes Mo Yun can't help but have some expectations, if every hundred layers will inject him with physical strength, maybe he can really reach the top!

Mo Yun's eyes lit up and he struggled to run upward......