Chapter 19: One step
The pitch-black gate slowly rose from the ground, and the inside of the gate was a little pitch-black, but it did not affect the treasure hunt of everyone on a cool day.
In the old pavilion, an oil lamp hangs on the hanging tower, exuding light, and the walls of the pavilion are engraved with ancient words, and there is an attic escalator on the left side of the pavilion, and the handle on the escalator does not seem to have the slightest dust, and the escalator is the passage to the upper floor.
At this time, the five Tsing Yi and the people of the genius class came to the first floor, and many students looked at the pavilion with some curiosity.
"Ahem, you all know the rules, hurry up, the escalator is on the left, be careful not to destroy the items inside, otherwise you will bear the consequences, and I will close this pavilion before dark, I hope you will leave the pavilion on time." β
At this time, an old man with a fairy wind and bones walked out, but looking at the old man's eyes, he looked bright, and he was stationed in the Poetic Pavilion, this old man seemed to be a little not simple.
At this time, Liang Tian found that his Emperor Water Sutra emitted some movements, which seemed to be a little restless, but the movement was not very large, so he didn't care about the restlessness.
After the old man's deep eyes glanced at Liang Tian, Liang Tian had already stepped on the escalator.
When Liang Tian came to the fourth layer, the restlessness of the Emperor Water Sutra had stopped, but the poetry of the Poetic Pavilion made Liang Tian have some pressure.
At this time, there were still about twenty people left on the fourth layer, and basically some of the students who had cleared the image circle had stopped, and when they reached the fifth layer, the people who were full of empty images were still gritting their teeth and persevering, and the faces of the five Qingyi were slightly moved.
At this time, there were only eight people left on the stairs to the sixth floor, and among the eight people, in addition to five Tsing Yi, there were still Shan Mu and two women.
These two women are a little delicate, bright eyes and bright teeth, like a quiet orchid, and the appearance of a gentle smile makes people really obsessed, these two people also know a little bit about the cool weather, sister Li Yanran, withdrawn personality, a little cold, cold appearance makes her seem more beautiful at this time, sister Li Zixue, gentle personality, elegant, and natural in doing things, and both of them have reached the poet who is full of empty imagery. But Liang Tian and the two of them are not very familiar with each other, and at this time, watching these two people resolutely walk to the sixth layer, Liang Tian was slightly surprised.
When they reached the sixth floor, the two women stopped, and at this time Li Zixue looked at Liang Tian and smiled at Liang Tian, this smile was like a flower blooming, making it disappear.
Liang Tian replied and walked towards the seventh floor, at this time there were only six people left on the steps to the seventh floor.
These six people are Liang Tian, Wang Fengyi, Shan Mu, Mu Xiao, Zhao Qingqing, Zhao Xin, and among the six people, except for Liang Tian, they all reached the Poetry Annihilation Realm, and even Zhao Qingqing broke through to the Poetry Annihilation Realm due to the battle in the Tsing Yi ring.
And on the way to the seventh floor, the six people were suddenly overwhelmed, and the poetic oppression of the seventh and sixth floors was more than doubled, making it difficult for the six people to move an inch.
After an hour of small steps, we finally reached the level of the seventh layer.
At this time, the entire back of the six people was wet with sweat, and the sweat on their foreheads kept flowing down, and at this time, everyone had reached the point of running out of oil.
Mu Xiao sat on the faΓ§ade of the seventh floor and said, "I can't go up anymore, I'm looking for treasure on the seventh floor." β
Zhao Qingqing, Zhao Xin, and Shanmu nodded one after another, and at this time, Wang Fengyi hesitated and glanced at the cool sky.
Liang Tian didn't speak, and walked towards the eighth floor.
Everyone was stunned, but the fatigue of the cold day also made everyone see that they were just holding on.
At this time, Shan Mu spoke: "Boy, don't be self-conscious, in your current state, it will be difficult to go up halfway before dark, so stop on the seventh floor." β
Although Shanmu and Liangtian are not in harmony, what Shanmu said does have some truth, and Liangtian does not have the ability to go to the eighth layer at this time.
Liang Tian heard Shanmu's words, and it was the first time he spoke after entering the building: "If you don't try, how can you know what your ability is." β
Then, Liang Tian stepped on the seventh floor.
At this time, Shan Mu saw that Liang Tian couldn't listen to persuasion, snorted, and walked into the faΓ§ade of the seventh floor.
And the rest of the Tsing Yi seem to have been inspired by Liang Tian's words, there are too many geniuses in this world, they are still working hard, why are they slack.
At this time, Wang Fengyi followed behind Liang Tian, and the other three followed, and at this time, the poetic oppression surged up like life and death, and as soon as he went to the first floor, he suddenly pressed a few people who couldn't lift their backs, and that kind of oppression seemed to be twice as much as the seventh floor, and this floor was even as high as a hundred steps, and the rest of the floors were only fifty steps.
And under the pressure of this majestic poetry, several teenagers gritted their teeth and embarked on the journey.
As time passed, an hour gradually passed.
"I, no, you guys go on. β
At this time, Zhao Qingqing said breathlessly, his tone was extremely weak, and he seemed to have reached the limit, and Zhao Qingqing also walked to the fifty-six steps.
At this time, Zhao Xin stayed, after all, he had to take care of his own sister, and he also knew that he was almost at the limit, so he also stopped, and Zhao Xin also reached the sixty-two steps.
And Mu Xiao, Wang Fengyi, and Liang Tian nodded one after another, and continued to ascend the steps.
"Wang Fengyi, buddy, I'll stop here first. β
Mu Xiao looked at Wang Fengyi with a smile on his face at this time, and then said to Liang Tian: "Brother Liang Tian, I hope you can go up to those eight floors. β
At this time, Mu Xiao stopped at eighty-six steps.
And Wang Fengyi and Liang Tian didn't even have the strength to nod, so they continued to walk up.
At this time, Wang Fengyi followed the cool sky closely, and it seemed that the two of them had also reached the limit.
Ninety-six steps!
There are four steps left, and the cool weather mutters to himself.
In the cold weather, I walked forward with difficulty, stayed in the air for a moment, and couldn't go up.
At this time, Wang Fengyi also reached the ninety-six steps, and like Liangtian, he also stayed in the air.
Wang Fengyi bared his teeth, smiled with difficulty, and said, "Why don't I pass on the remaining trace of poetry to you, how about you log in to the eighth layer." β
Liang Tian shook his head slightly, and said, "With such an external force, I would rather not go to these eight layers." β
"How about we walk together. β
Liang Tian frowned on his forehead after hearing this, and said, "Okay." β
Ninety-Seven Steps......
Ninety-Eight Steps......
Ninety-Nine Steps......
After reaching the ninety-nine steps, the sweat on the two of them poured down like a river, and at this time, Liang Tian and Wang Fengyi were suppressed so badly that their bodies were a little deformed, and they could not take the last step.
At this time, there was only half an hour left before it got dark, which indicated that there was only half an hour left before the Guan Pavilion, and no matter how hard Liang Tian and Wang Fengyi tried, they couldn't break through the shackles of the last layer.
At this time, Liang Tian gritted his teeth and walked towards the last step with all his might.
Although it is only one step away, this step is unattainable. For example, stepping into the endless abyss and stepping into the turbulent waves, this step is no longer something that can be solved by insisting on it, but in the face of such a majestic and poetic fear, Liang Tian and Wang Fengyi cannot take that step.