Boom!

Knock knock!

Knock Knock...... Knock! Knock!!

The dull sound made the heavens and the earth become depressed, and the splashing flesh and blood stained the white steps, clenching his teeth, Tao Daoming felt that the world in front of him was already pitch black, and there was no light to see.

But the instinct of the body and the persistence of the will made him continue to climb the path to heaven, step after step.

As time passed, the sky had darkened, the day was over, and the world had entered the night.

A rapid wind swept in, accompanied by a torrential rain, impacting the people who ascended to the sky, and the clear rain washed away the blurred flesh and blood on the white stone steps, but could not wash away the will and faith of the people who left the flesh and blood.

"It's only three thousand steps, you've reached the limit, give up. Xian Xianshen persuaded below, and at this moment, he was also moved by Tao Daoming's will.

"Not yet... There are to... Arriving at the end... Dot, how could I... How can you... Give up ......" The hoarse voice came down from above, and in the midst of the howling wind and clouds, Tao Daoming collapsed on the steps, struggled to get up, and continued to move forward.

Knock! Knock!!

The sound of bumps is still endless, and the sound rumbles the world and shakes the deepest part of people's hearts.

I don't know when, Xia Weixin quietly turned around and couldn't cry.

Kong Taiji and Yu Huajun stood at the bottom of the steps, looking at the wind and rain that had just passed, but they didn't see the rainbow.

The sky finally dawned, and when the dawn reappeared, Tao Daoming was dying and reached the fourth thousandth step.

Cracks appeared in his skull.

Pain, darkness, powerlessness, filled his body and mind, and it was the feeling of death, which was destroying his will.

"How can I fall here?" he choked hoarsely, and he looked at the steps above, stumbling hard, still with the same dull sound.

At this time, Xian Xianshen was also silent.

What kind of will and belief has sustained him to this point?

It's not a plea for life, it's not a desire to live a better life, it's just a real beautiful world, for this ideal, no matter how much you do, no matter how much you give up, Tao Daoming is also willing.

This is His Word, His faith, His life.

Five thousand four hundred and seventy-three steps!

Tao Daoming collapsed to the ground, unable to move the slightest, and when Yu Huajun was about to go up and help him down, he saw one of his fingers move, and wrote three words in blood.

I can!

Yu Huajun stopped.

After a moment, Tao Daoming got up again and headed upward.

Two days and two nights later, he reached the six thousand five hundred and eighty-third steps, at this moment, he could no longer see that he was a person, as if he was a puddle of mud, even a little movement would be extremely painful, no, he would not be in severe pain anymore.

Completely in darkness, unable to see a trace of light, his perception has long been numb.

But even in Hell, he still looked to the light.

Like a snake, he squirmed and continued to walk, his speed very slow, but he did not stop for a moment.

Looking at the trembling figure, the people below are like statues, what else should they do besides silence?

After five days and five nights, Tao Daoming, whose vitality had already dropped to the lowest point, finally reached more than 7,900 steps.

"Left... Two... Thousand... Order, I... Can do... ...... done" was no longer sound, he roared in his heart, his eyes open with determination.

There is always hope ahead of us.

His belief at this moment moved the heavens and the earth, and even attracted some mysterious power at the end of the Heavenly Dao.

When his fingertips touched the eighth thousandth step of the Heavenly Ascending Dao, a brilliant light suddenly gushed out from the end of this stone step, brilliant and heavy, full of brilliant oppression.

Xianxianshen's expression moved, and he said in surprise: "This is the voice of the first saint, Tao Daoming actually attracted this power?"

Before the words fell, he saw the final place of the Heavenly Dao, and a simple picture scroll flew out, condensing heavy colors and enveloping Tao Daoming.

"This is the Sheji God Map?" Yu Huajun frowned.

Kong Taiji nodded: "The gods have spirits, and the Sheji Shentu adheres to the great wish of the ancestors, just to help the world and save people, and to calm the world, it is Tao Daoming's belief that has been perceived and recognized." ”

Xia Weixin breathed a sigh of relief and said happily: "In this case, the matter will be solved." ”

"Hmph, Sheji Shentu is the treasure of my sect, even if he is recognized, it means that it belongs to him!" Xian Xianshen snorted coldly, with coldness in his eyes.

At this moment, a blurred light and shadow flashed at the top of the Heavenly Dao, vaguely a figure full of majesty, he walked out and said: "Earth, since the Sheji Shentu has recognized him, let him leave with the Shentu first, as for the ownership of the Shentu, we will discuss it after the rebellion of Emperor Zhou is settled." ”

Xianxian God bowed down and said: "But after all, the Sheji God Diagram is the treasure of my sect, how can it be ......?"

The figure stood at the top of the Heavenly Ascending Dao, majestic and said, "Enough, this matter has been decided, you don't need to say more." My Confucian sect takes the purpose of helping the world, and everything is people-oriented, so that we can reach the realm of 'supreme benevolence', and compared with the lives of the people, any treasure is insignificant. ”

Xian Xianshen hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "What Tianshou said is very true, but my cultivation is not enough. ”

The figure above did not respond to his words, but turned his head to look at Tao Daoming, who was wrapped in the Sheji Divine Diagram, and said: "He can also be regarded as a blessing in disguise, with the spiritual charm accumulated by the Sheji Divine Diagram over the years to repair his injured body, after this time, his cultivation will definitely improve by leaps and bounds, reaching the top of the world." ”

......

Looking at the abandoned temple in front of him, Mu Jun couldn't help frowning.

The original tall building has been washed away by the long years, and it is already a dilapidated scene, the temple is full of weeds and shrubs, the walls have faded color, and there are two large holes in the roof, and there is no sign of people.

"Is this the Jihuang Temple, how can it be so desolate?"

Gongsun Xu looked at it for a moment, nodded and said, "That's right, this is it." ”

"The original Jihuang Temple was indeed very prosperous, but since the establishment of the Great Zhou, the Emperor Ji was respected as the ancestor, and the ranking of the Emperor Ji was moved to the Taimiao, and this place was abandoned. ”

Gongsun Xu explained, and added: "Judging from the fact that Emperor Zhou can take out the twelve gods and celestials left by Emperor Ji, I am afraid that the Great Zhou royal family is really related to Emperor Ji, I used to think that it was just a name, after all, all dynasties like to say that they are Queen Ji, with the orthodoxy of their superficial identity." ”

Shen Tingxu said: "It's not a question of pursuing this now, the important thing is that the Ji Huang Temple is like this, will the Ji Huang Twin Swords still be here?"

Mu Jun closed his eyes and said: "In Jun's perception, there are two majestic sword intents flowing here, very heavy, with the breath of time, it should be the Ji Emperor's double swords." ”

"Since that's the case, let's find out quickly!" Gongsun Xu shouted, looking at Mu Jun and the others at the same time, "I'm the only one of the three of us who wields a sword, and I'm not welcome later." ”