Chang'an spent nearly a month in the Mu tribe, and finally ushered in the legendary Chosen Day.

The twenty-three Chosen One, fully armed, were in fact only dressed in thick animal skin clothing, and the rattan baskets on their backs were filled with food.

"Alas, I was just so cold that I couldn't stand it at that time, so I was eliminated."

"I'm hungry."

"I'm running out of water, I'm thirsty."

"I don't even know why, but I slept and came back."

“……”

People are imparting all kinds of experience, and no one knows how to pass the assessment, because the people standing here are eliminated.

Those who succeed in passing the test have become divine servants and remain in heaven and will not return.

The group left the tribe and traveled westward, and finally arrived at the designated place before dark.

There is only one altar-like altar-like stone platform in the whole wilderness, and there are eight stone pillars on the edge, each of which is intricately engraved with patterns, and the top is inlaid with stone tablets like mirrors.

"We are waiting here, and the moment the moon rises in the sky, the door will open for the Chosen One." The young man in the lead was obviously given more hints and explained to everyone.

So, Chang'an sat in the middle of the stone platform with the others and waited, could it be that her task was to pass the divine selection assessment? And then what?

The moon is in the sky, when the moon shines down the earth, the stone flakes on the top of the stone pillars on the altar reflect the moonlight to the center of the stone platform, with the movement of the moon in the sky, the light reflected by the stone flakes gradually gathers, at the moment when the light is at its peak, the middle of the stone platform suddenly rushes to the sky and emits a dazzling strong light.

The other twenty-two people of Chang'an and the Mu tribe were shrouded in that strong light, and the light was so dazzling that people's eyes couldn't open at all.

When they got used to it, everyone opened their eyes, only to find that the things in front of them had changed. It was still dark just now, but now it is clear that it is day.

It seems to be a mountaintop, looking out as far as the eye can see, the mountains in the distance are stacked on top of each other, the clouds are shrouded in mist, and the white clouds are floating in the distance, and the snow is covered, like an elegant ink painting.

At this time, except for the twenty-three people of the wood tribe on the top of the mountain, there were already many people in focus, and their dress styles were different, but the exchange of consciousness was completely barrier-free.

A group of people talk and laugh until the last group of the Chosen One arrives. However, at the moment when the gate of the divine realm was about to open, the legendary 'Queen Mother of the West' did not appear.

On the top of the noisy and silent mountain, the sound of "Ding Dong" sounded like a heavenly sound, and everyone was immediately silenced, this sound is so beautiful and intoxicating, is this the sound of God?

Hearing the real voice that he had not seen for a long time, Chang'an was excited, and he was finally able to make sure that his ears were not broken and his hearing had not deteriorated, which was really good!

The sound of the piano stopped, and a row of steps appeared out of thin air in the middle of the mountaintop. The so-called steps are actually like empty wooden planks, up and down are not connected to each other, one step at a time floating in the air, looking up from below to the sky, with no end in sight.

This is the legendary ladder to the sky?

The moment the ladder appeared, people consciously lined up and climbed the steps one after another, and everyone who stepped on the steps disappeared in front of everyone in an instant.

However, there was no panic in the crowd, and it seemed that they had been taught.

Chang'an followed the flow of people from the Mu tribe step by step, glanced back at his companions who had been with him for a month, and resolutely stepped on the steps.

As soon as the scene turned, no one could be seen, there were floating steps under his feet, Chang'an tentatively stepped on the second layer of steps, the steps did not move at all, and he would not step on them.

There seems to be no night here, it's always day, so you can't feel the flow of time.

Chang'an has been climbing the steps since he stepped on the first step of the steps, up and up again, from walking to climbing, layer after layer, layer after layer, looking up is always an endless step, looking back behind him is also endless.

The steps are surrounded by clouds and mist, silent, the whole world seems to be the only thing left of you, loneliness and loneliness tightly grip your whole mind, and the only belief that supports you is to climb up.

Even though Chang'an consumed very little food, he eventually consumed all the food and water, and there was no end in sight to the winding steps.

Such a monotonous and boring test is the most devastating.

If you have experienced, you will be stronger. When there are difficulties, you will find a way to overcome them, to overcome them, and exercise your will and confidence in the tempering.

The most terrible thing is that there is nothing, no opponents, no tribulations, no experience, emptiness, is the most cruel test.

When Chang'an felt that he might spend the rest of his life climbing the steps, the environment on the steps changed slightly.

At first there was a faint wind passing through his face, and the air was no longer stagnant.

The breeze blows through people feel like a spring breeze, and the wind sends the warm spring back to the earth, lazily making people indulge.

Before they could get a closer look, the level of the breeze began to rise gradually, from a light breeze to a strong wind to a violent one. Chang'an also experienced from standing unsteadily on the steps, to shaking his body, to clinging to the steps to prevent being blown away.

The bitter wind scraped people's skin like a knife, and Chang'an buried his head on the steps, hugged the steps tightly with his arms, and wrapped his legs around the steps below.

The violent wind roared to crush people, and Chang An could feel the slightest stinging pain on his exposed skin, which should have been torn apart by the wind.

When Chang'an felt that if the wind continued to blow, his scalp would definitely be overturned, and the wind suddenly stopped.

There was still the endless staircase leading to the sky, and if it weren't for the existence of blood marks and pain on the body, it would make people feel that the experience on the stairs was like a dream, and everything was as if nothing had happened.

However, the test of the wind was only a small appetizer, because in the following days, the test that Chang'an experienced was the real test like purgatory.

Chang'an has experienced various environmental and climate tests, such as the scorching sun, the ice cellar, the difficulty breathing like drowning, and the dizziness like falling into the abyss.

Every step up the stairs has become extremely difficult, Chang'an thought, when people describe that it is very difficult to do something, they will say that it is as difficult as climbing to the sky, this description is indeed correct, the difficulty of climbing to the sky is more difficult than people are similar to thousands of times.

This is the insurmountable obstacle set up by the heavenly immortals to prevent mortals from ascending to heaven, right? However, I will persevere.

No matter what he experienced, Chang'an insisted on an unshakable belief, and he has been working hard to persevere, firmly holding on to the steps, and he was so tired that he couldn't climb before he rested for a while.