"Boom!"

In the sky, the clouds and mist rolled, and a thunderclap resounded through the sky, and the sound of heaven and earth shook the heart.

The monks present all raised their heads involuntarily, only to see countless golden lights shaped like thunder and lightning, like silk threads, gathered one after another, pieced together, gathered into a corner of a ladder, pulled out of the clouds, and slowly fell.

It seems to be a ladder transformed by heavenly thunder, as high as 10,000 zhang, leading straight to the nine heavens.

The electric current that was struck, under the action of a mysterious force, revealed countless domineering and hideous gods and demons, which made people tremble.

Freely controlling the wind and thunder, the connotation of the first major sect in Donglin is fully revealed.

"Is this the ladder? It's so strong, it's so powerful. ”

The ladder made of thunder and lightning contains the power of destruction, and there is a strong coercion. Jingqing even had the illusion that as long as he stepped on it, he would be burned into charcoal and turned into powder.

Jing Qing could feel that the other monks in the re-field were of course no exception, and they all showed fearful looks.

"Heavenly ladder, the treasure of the inheritance of the Heavenly Gate."

"There are a total of 100,000 steps in the ladder, and those who can climb the ladder and step into the gate of heaven can become a disciple of the gate of heaven, with a time limit of three years! When the time comes, let's go down the mountain. ”

"Now, who's going first."

"Let's go!"

Edgeworth's Heavenly Gate Monk stood high in the air, and his voice accompanied by a breeze reached the ears of every monk.

As the words fell, dozens of figures rushed out of the crowd and rushed into the ladder at the fastest speed, and at this time, the other monks began to react, gritted their teeth, and stepped into the steps of the ladder one after another.

"Thirteenth, the initial grade is first-class, this group of monks has a lot of courage."

"Let's see how many of them can make it all the way."

The Tianmen monk smiled lightly, and with a stroke of his finger in the air, the faces of the thirteen people turned into pictures, burned into jade slips, and attached the initial results.

You must know that in the face of extreme threats, not everyone has the courage to move forward.

After a moment of hesitation, the superior and the inferior have already been distinguished.

The test began as early as the moment the monks stood on the top of the mountain.

Mixed in the second group of monks, Jing Qing stepped on the first step of the steps, the clouds and mist had already covered the surroundings, with his eyesight, he could only see three or four meters in front of him, and then there was a blur in the distance.

A clump of gentle aura, strange integration **, instead of tilling food, to maintain the body's consumption, even if you are a mortal, you don't need to eat.

"I'm the fifteenth to enter the ladder, this speed shouldn't be slow."

"But this ladder is really wonderful, what is it testing?"

Jing Qing tried to take a step forward, it was smooth, and he didn't find any obstacles at all, and tried to open the storage bag, but found that it couldn't be opened at all.

"The ladder won't be so simple, can it be said to be a maze? What seems to be moving forward, but in fact it is just standing still? ”

The surroundings were quiet and there was no sound, Jing Qing hesitated a little and began to observe the surrounding scenery.

However, he soon gave up, and the fog was filled, obscuring a qiē, making it difficult to distinguish between the east, south, and northwest, and there was no scene to refer to.

In other words, Jingqing can't even tell the difference between up and down.

"What to do? Test, there should always be a hint. ”

"Or did you prompt and didn't pay attention?"

With a wave of his arm forward, the fog did not flow, and remained as it was.

"Could it be that the test is in this fog?"

Without hesitation, Jing Qing stopped moving, squinted his eyes, leaving only a slit, and stared at the fog in front of him.

A thick glow of blood flashed through his left eye.

At that moment, Jing Qing sensed the mystery in the fog.

The fog in front of you has not flowed, it floats still, and if you pay full attention, from the perspective of the bloody eye, you can see tiny gaps that divide the fog, forming many wonderful patterns.

Some of the patterns are far away, but they are clearly visible.

Some of the patterns are so close together that they're blurry.

After looking at it several times, Jing Qing's gaze fell on a round, round, three-dimensional pattern that resembled a ring.

For some reason, looking at this pattern, a nameless sense of intimacy floated in his heart.

Staring at the pattern, after a moment, the pattern actually spun in his eyes, faster and faster. One by one, the ancient words took shape in the swirling, converging into a mysterious law decision, and poured into Jing Qing's mind.

"Sword technique, such a profound internal cultivation sword technique, judging from the content, it seems to be on par with the Three Thousand Stars Sword."

Closing his eyes and concentrating, Jing Qing began to comprehend with all his might.

"Strange, how is the sword trick also broken? Incomplete. ”

With the deepening of his understanding, Jing Qing realized that the path of his deduction had arrived, and when he opened his eyes, he suddenly found that the scenery in front of him had changed.

All the fog patterns around him have disappeared without a trace, only rows of circular mist, paved into a winding path, leading into the distance.

"Could it be that in each cube, a part of the sword technique is hidden?"

"Every time you comprehend a sword technique, you can take a step forward until you enter the Heavenly Gate, no wonder, it will take three years to go up the ladder of heaven."

"It's really harsh."

With a slight smile, Jing Qing gathered his mind and deduced from beginning to end.

Although he didn't know the specific level of this sword technique, just a few words, he could know that this was a sword technique of the world, and the intimacy in his heart would not deceive him.

Half a day later, Jing Qing's deduction was over, and he exhaled a long breath.

The two deductions, the harvest is different, but they are all general mystical and profound, and the content of them echoes with the physical body, and the tricks are numb and numb, and they almost have to be cultivated automatically.

This is the sword trick, proof that it is compatible with him.

This sword technique is more suitable for Jing Qing's cultivation than "Three Thousand Stars Sword".

In the three years that I have been on the ladder, I must get it.

Jing Qing made up his mind to embark on the string of circular roads and climb upward.

"Bang!"

A burly man, scorched black and covered with turquoise thunder and lightning, rolled down the ladder and fainted on the top of the mountain.

"The eighth, failure, disqualification from the assessment."

"What an idiot, going up the ladder, only knowing how to run around, really thinking that this is just a simple test, no danger?"

The invigilator of the Heavenly Gate scooped up the blank jade slip and looked at the situation in the ladder, very satisfied.

"Well, the monks who participated in the assessment this time have not had a low IQ, and after so long, there have only been eight failures."

"And there are a few good seedlings, who have discovered the mystery of the ladder and found the exercises that suit them, with this kind of understanding and wisdom, as long as they are not randomly selected, they will all be my junior brothers and sisters in the future."

Suddenly, somewhere on the ladder, the fog boiled and rolled, emitting thunder, and the texture became transparent, revealing the scene inside.

"What's going on, someone has finished cultivating the first-level law decision so quickly and is going to the second round of testing?"

The disciples of the Heavenly Gate were stunned for a moment.

I saw Jing Qing standing on the ladder, stunned as he looked at the mist within a radius of fifty meters, transformed into a long sword, and landed in his hand.

In front of him was a wild wolf formed by a thick fog, grinning teeth and a fierce face.