The quaint and mottled bluestone staircase has experienced many winds and rains and the baptism of years. Xing Yi stood at the intersection of the stone steps, not in a hurry to rush up.

He knew that since this road was named after the "ladder of heaven", it naturally had its unique meaning. Perhaps, the difficulty is really no different from climbing to the sky.

"Click", Xing Yi stepped on the stone steps with one foot, and a cool and pleasant feeling spread from the soles of his feet all over his body. The depleted source power in Xing Yi's body was instantly filled. Half of his mangled body injuries were recovered.

Xing Yi couldn't help but shudder. A refreshing sensation spreads throughout the body. But unfortunately, this sudden happiness came and went quickly, and it disappeared without a trace in a few breaths.

Xing Yi couldn't wait to go to the next level. I hoped that the feeling that was enough to make my soul tremble would come again, but as soon as my feet landed on the stone steps, a heavy sense of oppression fell on him, and Xingyi was like carrying a weight of hundreds of catties

Xing Yi, who calmed down, thought, "All the way has been about suffering and suffering. How could there ever be such a good thing, it seems reasonable for this kind of thing to happen once, and any more is pure luxury."

And the heavy pressure clearly told him that "you are really right",

Before he took a few dozen steps, Xing Yi was already out of breath. Sweated. Xing Yi estimated that the gravity he was bearing at this time had almost reached the maximum value of his usual weight.

The result surprised him. I don't know how long this ladder is, but it's certainly not short, it's already not good at the beginning, "No, how can you fall here", Xing Yi gritted his teeth and walked forward.

Sweat slid across Xing Yi's fair and immature face, falling drop by drop on the bluestone steps.

The feeling he hadn't felt for a long time reminded him of some things from the past:

"It is also a stone path that leads from the river at the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, except for the morning exercise every morning, Xingyi's daily routine is to fish a stone weighing several hundred catties from the river at the foot of the mountain, and then carry him up the mountain."

"The reason is that my mountain grandfather wants to build a stone house. Lack of good stones",

According to the observation of Grandpa Shan and his grandfather, the stones in the river are all of the highest quality, and they are even better after being polished by the river. So it was decided to build a stone house out of them, and then the question arises, who will move the stones".

Grandpa Shan shirked and said that he was old and his waist was not good, so Xing Yi muttered at that time, "Two days ago, he was still jumping around and killed a tiger with one punch." Why is my waist bad, I see ......"

Before Xing Yi finished speaking, his old urchin Grandpa immediately rushed to say, "If I can't say it, it's not good, how can a child talk so much", Xing Yi was helpless, his grandfather had been in poor health, and it was impossible to let him come,

So the burden fell on him very naturally. Since then, Xing Yi has carried stones from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain every day, with more than 10,000 stone stairs."

"At the request of his mountain grandfather, the bigger the stone, the better, Xing Yi added two catties a day, from 100 catties of stones to 500 catties."

At that time, the feeling of pedaling the mountain with heavy loads was the same as it is now. The same unbearable suffering.

Walking to the hundred-level place, Xing Yi's legs trembled and trembled violently, and he looked overwhelmed and would kneel down at any time, and the sweat on his face the size of beans fell in a row.

Leg lifts a few times and puts them down a few times. Xing Yi thought to himself, "To move forward under such pressure, you should adapt slowly, and there must be a gradual process in between, and it cannot be achieved overnight."

In fact, this is Xingyi, who can't hold on and wants to retreat. So making an excuse for himself, such a thought quickly took over his heart as soon as it arose.

At this time, he felt the weight of this to press him down. Xing Yi immediately decided to go back first, "come back after adjusting the state".

Just as he turned to descend the mountain, he suddenly noticed that the steps had an invisible barrier that prevented his feet from reaching the steps below. This discovery made Xing Yi look as ugly as if he had eaten a dead fly.

There are only two outcomes if you can't retreat, one is to complete the ladder. The second is to die on this road. I don't know where the end of the ladder is. Nobody knows.

After experiencing the initial anxiety, Xing Yi gradually recognized the situation. Now there is only one way out, desperately going up. After realizing this and making up his mind, Xing Yi suddenly had a fierce and resolute aura. Sweep away the previous gloom.

At this moment, Xing Yi fully interprets the infinite possibilities of human potential in the body when there is no way out. He pushes the limits of the body. The stagnation of the march has become steady and powerful,

He walked slowly under the increasing gravity, but he walked steadily. Step by step, extremely rhythmic. But it didn't last long.

The sun is shining, and it is as hot as fire. Stretching up the staircase at no end, Xing Yi is like a withered old man. Hunched over and trembling. It looks like the wind is about to fall, and it looks like it can't help the wind.

Under the pressure of gravity, Xing Yi's forehead was bruised. Eyes widened. He really used all the strength of the milk in his body. But with each step, gravity increased by one point, and he was almost unable to hold on.

His mind was swollen and groggy

During the difficult march, Xing Yi slipped and almost fell. In this bone, Xing Yi is like a person who is about to fall asleep and is suddenly awakened. The previous fog disappeared in an instant.

Xing Yi clearly felt the gravity that overwhelmed him, and at this time he really wished that his consciousness was not so clear, so that the pain would not be so strong.

The stone steps he walked on were the crystals of Xingyi's blood and sweat, because the previous serious injuries had not healed, and at this time, under the pressure of gravity, the wounds that had not healed were injured again.

Gurgling blood burst out of the wound. Xingyi changed from a scorched villain to a bloody man.

Sticky blood flowed down his body to the ground, making the stone steps slippery. Xing Yi had to resist the pressure on the one hand, and on the other hand, he had to beware of slipping. This made every walk he had to be extremely difficult and careful.

"Nine hundred and nineteen", Xing Yi mechanically counted the steps he had walked in his mind. He was desperate. In the past, when he carried rocks up the mountain, he still knew how many steps there were. There is always a hope in my heart, and there is hope and motivation to persevere.

I don't know the end now. His heart was shrouded in darkness, and there was no hope in sight.

Moreover, at this time, the source power in Xingyi's body was close to exhaustion, and the pressure on his body had reached a peak. Now it takes him a long time to take every step. Try and try again. After adjustment and adjustment, you can take a step forward.

Xing Yi himself didn't know which level he wouldn't be able to step through, let alone which level of increased gravity would be the last straw that crushed him.

The ever-increasing force of gravity pressed Xing Yi's back parallel to the stone steps, and the sweat on his body dripped down in strings like wild horses. Xing Yi stood in place, breathing heavily.

At this time, he really hated that the nostrils of his nostrils were too small, which caused the air he breathed to not be enough. He breathed greedily and rapidly......