In the center of the sycamore forest, countless trees surround the largest sycamore, red, pale gold, and dark blue...... Countless flames of different colors burned on the tree, as if flowers of different postures were blooming on the tree.

At the center of the flame is a phoenix feather, which contains more divinity than the dragon's horns, but it is only a little left, far from enough to be called creation, but it is also a good opportunity for some monks who need flames.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this feather is of great use to me, and I hope that all Taoist friends will make a step, and I am willing to exchange Dan and utensils." A monk stepped on the red flame and rose into the air, clenching his fist at the cultivators.

"Since Daoist friends need this thing, we naturally don't want to win people's love, so please do it."

Heading west, the air enveloped a hill, and the gray haze filled the sky, which was very depressing, like the dark clouds of a summer afternoon, which drained people's patience a little.

Compared with the nest of dragons and phoenixes, the tiger's den on the west side does not reveal a sense of majesty, but a killing atmosphere, a kind of bleakness where everything is withering.

The black mist swirled in the cave, and from time to time cold water droplets flowed down from the cracks in the stones, and a gust of wind hit, and the body was already covered with cold sweat, but without exception, the tiger's den was still empty, only sporadic tiger teeth remained.

The lair of the four elephant beasts has not been explored only by Xuanwu, and the nests that have been explored are all empty, with broken horns, broken feathers, and falling teeth, all of which reveal the same information without exception.

Countless monks no longer look for Xuanwu's lair, but go to other places of opportunity, in their opinion, the three major lairs are empty, and Xuanwu will definitely not stay.

Only Lingze and Zhongzheng are willing to go here, one is looking for opportunities, the other is clearing their minds, and only by being clearer about this place can they let the development of the situation be in their own hands.

To the north of the Falling Immortal Secret Realm, there is an abyssal pool, but at this moment, there is a layer of ice shell covering it, and the surroundings are silent, and only the wind can be heard.

The purple-clothed monk stepped into the air and walked towards the ice shell, and after a few steps he reached the center of the pool, looking for the Xuanwu relics, but he didn't notice that the ice shell was gradually rising......

"Roar ......" An angry roar sounded, like thunder falling from the nine heavens, shocking the cultivators, and the dragon-like head stretched out from under the water, looked at the purple-clothed monk, and then swallowed it into his belly.

The ice shell did not stop rising with the death of the purple-clothed monk, and a moment later, the true face of the waterhole was revealed to them, the ice shell was Xuanwu's back, and Fang Cai's angry Jiao was the head of a snake.

"What are you doing here?" Xuanwu asked, and as the voice came, the wind stagnated and the tide stopped.

"Senior, we are here for the creation of this place." After hesitating for a while, the red-clothed female cultivator stepped forward and said, this correction is Yang Yue from the source of ancient cultivation and Meng Yan.

"Creation, where did the creation come from here, it's just a place where the four elephants like us live, although ......" Speaking of this, Xuanwu no longer spoke, and then the snake's head shook slightly, "That's it, the creation is ...... for you."

The ice shell began to melt, and several ladders appeared on Xuanwu's back, the higher it went, the more illusory it became, until it was invisible.

There are several inscriptions on the side of the ladder:

One step to create, two steps to raise artistic conception, three steps to melt the law, four steps to hold the truth, five steps to survey the red dust, six steps to climb the golden immortal, seven steps to fall Luo Xian.

Although the cultivators did not know much about what the inscription said, they understood that it must be a supreme creation, and each step was an unusual opportunity.

"This ladder is one world at a time, each step has a different creation, the higher you go, the stronger you are, what you can get, it depends on how many steps you can take......

After that, Xuanwu fell into a false sleep, and there was no longer the slightest sound, and they still climbed the ladder.

Zhu Xiu looked at the past word by word, and the more he looked back, the more jaw-dropping it became, "creation" was naturally what they needed, but it was inferior to the artistic conception, and how could the artistic conception be compared with the law.

Although the artistic conception is difficult to grasp, it is a means that can be obtained by the foundation building monks, but it can be met but not sought, which makes the artistic conception respected by the cultivators, and it is easier for Jindan to comprehend the artistic conception, but it is difficult to deduce the artistic conception to the law, and there is no law that fits the avenue in the Jindan, how can you step into the realm of Yuanying?

Although the mantra is not a means that the foundation building monks can know, but also see the Yuan Infant can spit out the truth, whenever the glass-like Yuan Ying opens his mouth to reveal the truth, there are the laws of heaven and earth to manifest their own magical powers, wonderful and unpredictable.

They don't know about "Kan Hongchen", and "Golden Immortal" and "Luo Immortal" are only mentioned in the classics, but no matter which step it is, it is supreme creation, and each step is much stronger than the previous one.

Moreover, Luo Xian is not an achievement of the fruit position, but a "fall", which corresponds to the name of "falling immortal", the seventh step Luo Xian can still fall, and the secret realm deserves this name.

Gazing at the inscription over and over again, each time it made Zhu Xiu's eyes redden, his palms became wet, and he could hear heavy gasps from time to time, such an opportunity should not have appeared in this world, and other people's countless years of penance were not as good as a few steps of the ladder, this kind of creation could not be described in words.

Finally, a monk could not resist the temptation, stepped on the ladder of heaven, stepped on the ladder, he saw endless opportunities, his eyes began to shine with crazy light, and without thinking carefully, he took the second step, and this second step failed, and his opportunity was also empty.

He roared and cried bitterly, but after all, he could not recover the first step of the opportunity, which is the "greed" that the monk cannot avoid, and putting life and death aside for the sake of the opportunity is not a kind of greed.

The failure of this monk caused the cultivators to begin to wait and see, wanting to step forward and compete for opportunities, but they were afraid that they would make a wrong step and lose the creation they already had, thus bringing the original fanaticism to a stalemate.

However, the wealth is moving, and it is impossible to wait and see, just like the gambler who enters the game, as long as he does not lose all his money, he will still gamble and gamble desperately, and use everything he can invest to seek what he wants.

This time, it was the monk of the Tiger Sect who wandered here, his strong muscles could not contain his own desires, he took this step, to grasp the opportunity in his hands, he thought that he was not inferior to others, and he wanted to get the peerless opportunity of the seventh step.

One step, two steps...... Every step brought him a lot of pressure, whether it was the pressure of the ladder itself or the pressure of his own desires, it made him feel extremely heavy, and finally, when he was about to step into the fifth step, he fell short.

His heart was filled with great chagrin and indignation, and in a fit of rage, he cut off his right leg, and as the warm blood spilled on his face, his hideous countenance began to go crazy, and then he looked up to the sky and laughed wildly.

The blood and qi on his body rolled, and the thick blood and qi went straight to the sky, and then went around, and since then his body cultivation has been exhausted, and he slapped a palm, not against the ladder of heaven, nor at the cultivation, but towards the heart, a palm falls, and the heart is ......