For a stick of incense, Tang Xuan didn't want to wait stupidly, at this moment she didn't need to rely on Bixue, and she felt the surging spiritual power in her body. It's a pity that she only has the spiritual power equivalent to the distraction cultivation, but she doesn't really understand the essence of distraction, like flying in the sky and the like.

Just now, all this came too fast, in the dantian, a pillar of spiritual power was first condensed, and then condensed into a golden pill, and then the golden pill turned into a golden baby with closed eyes, and now the golden baby has transformed into an illusory light and shadow, what will happen next? Tang Xuan looked at the steps that seemed to lead to the sky, looking forward to it.

Tang Xuan glanced at the blue snow that had already settled, raised her legs and continued to step up, every time she took a step, she was full of spiritual power and kept thinking about Tang Xuan's condensation, and Tang Xuan quietly suppressed her cultivation, and she didn't dare to send out her divine thoughts to probe the dean's situation, just looked back at the direction of the second floor that couldn't be seen at the bottom, and snorted coldly: "Spirit realm?"

............

After a stick of incense, the passage from the second floor to the third floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is at the 90,000 steps.

"Xue'er, what about Tang Xuan, why did he go up to the ninety thousand steps so quickly?"

It was the dean who spoke, he had just arrived here, and he happened to see Bixue who was getting up from pranayama.

"Ah, Father...... Uncle Tang, Tang Xuan, he is sitting there. Bi Xue subconsciously turned around and glanced behind her, there was nothing, Tang Xuan was obviously sitting there just now, why was it gone.

"I'm asking you how you got here so quickly?Has Tang Xuan's cultivation recovered?Did he hurt you?"

Bi Xue shook her head and said, "How can his cultivation be restored, even if he hands over the Wordless Heart Sutra, it is impossible to recover it in a short time." Tang Xuan's body was too weak, and he was too tired to walk the ten thousand steps, so it was I who helped him to come here. The coercion here is really serious, I asked him to wait for me to recover, but he actually left by himself, and he was obviously too tired to stand up just now. ”

"......" The dean listened to it, did not say anything, and swept upwards with a solemn face, at this moment, as if coercion had no effect on him at all.

"Hey, you wait for me, what's the hurry!" Bi Xue stomped her right foot fiercely, and followed quickly, she had just finished resting, and her state was okay, but despite this, she still struggled to follow behind the dean.

"Can you not be in a hurry? I suddenly had a bad premonition that I couldn't let Tang Xuan touch his mother's body. "The dean didn't look back, and the speed was faster.

"What did you do earlier, standing stupidly on the second floor in a daze. Bixue muttered quietly.

"How did I know that you would be nosy and help him climb the stairs! What a girl is an extrovert, and there is more than enough success and more failure!" the displeasure in the dean's words was undisguised.

"Tang Bohu! You dare to be disrespectful to me! I call you father to give you face, you are just a male pet of my mother, don't forget your identity. "Where did Bixue suffer this grievance, her father, who has always been very fond of herself, and even a little groveling, actually murdered herself.

"Hmph, aren't you just a male pet and a ...... born to your mother" The dean was already irritable at this time, and what he was most taboo about was his identity as a male pet, this was his reverse scale, and he was already furious and didn't choose what to say.

"Shut up for me!" Bi Xue interrupted Tang Bohu and said angrily.

At this moment, suddenly a spiritual storm mixed with the meaning of destruction erupted from the three layers above the ten thousand steps, Tang Bohu and Bixue were stunned at the same time, fortunately, Tang Bohu dispersed all his cultivation in time and resisted with all his might, otherwise this spiritual storm alone would blow Bixue to the second layer, and the result can be imagined.

Although Tang Bohu withstood this spiritual power storm, he was also a little unable to hold on under the double pressure of this spiritual power storm and coercion, but fortunately, this spiritual power storm only lasted for a few breaths before it ended.

............

"Whew, is this the cultivation of the fairyland?"

Tang Xuan had already ascended to the third floor at the moment, and she felt that her body was filled with majestic spiritual power, and she had reached the fairyland, so ...... She no longer needed to hide her cultivation, and just when she was on the last step, she burst out all her cultivation.

Tang Xuan looked around the third floor and found that this was a terrace with a radius of 100 zhang, deep in the clouds and mist, I am afraid that this height is close to the stars. At this time, every step Tang Xuan took and every action was full of the power of space and the power of rules. Her mind spread, shrouded the entire Hidden Scripture Pavilion, and probed thousands of steps away from here, the dean and Bi Xue were rushing towards her one after the other, and the fat and thin two people at the door were gone, and then under the investigation, she couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, it turned out that this Shutian Academy was collapsing, not to mention the world outside Shutian Academy. Just as she hesitated, the square of Shutian Academy had already dissipated, followed by her own residence, and she saw that the pills that were still asleep also dissipated with the residence.

"Could it be...... Is this just an illusory world? it's about to collapse?" Tang Xuan muttered.

"Xuan'er!

An incomparably kind female voice sounded in Tang Xuan's ears, to be exact, it appeared in her sea of consciousness, and she glanced at the only object in the three layers, the altar.

Tang Xuan just moved her mind, and her figure had already appeared on the edge of the holy platform in the center of the third floor, she looked at the body of a woman lying flat on the holy platform, wearing a white gauze skirt and a phoenix crown on her head, her appearance was even more impeccable, whether it was in the past or in this immortal cultivation world, no woman could compare, this ...... Is it Tang Rou in the dean's mouth, Tang Xuan's mother? It's a pity, she died like this, and so on...... Dead, who was calling me just now?

In Tang Xuan's amazement, the woman who was lying flat actually sat up all of a sudden, looked at Tang Xuan with infinite tenderness, stretched out her right hand, and stroked Tang Xuan's cheek. This shocked Tang Xuan into a cold sweat, and she wanted to avoid this woman's hand, but her body was as if she was frozen by the immobilization technique, and she couldn't move a bit, even if she was already in a fairyland now, it was useless.

"Don't be afraid, Xuan'er, all this is illusory, if you can come here, it means that you have been reincarnated as a goddess of fate, and you can already cultivate the Supreme Heart Sutra. Quick, place the Wordless Heart Sutra on the altar, infuse your blood, and complete the mission you have done before. The fairy-like woman said softly.

The words were very plain, but in Tang Xuan's ears, there was an irresistible power, as if what she said was a holy decree, and she must listen to it, Tang Xuan unconsciously raised her right hand and pressed it against the altar, and a white scroll was forced out of her body and slowly fell on the altar. At the moment when the white scroll landed on the altar, the entire scroll burst into white light, as if it had become spiritual, which was exactly the state she was in before she got this scroll in the Scripture Pavilion...... The appearance of the Scripture Pavilion she had been to last time had become huge, and all the exercise scrolls had become luminous, and countless copies had been copied, floating inside the huge Scripture Pavilion.

Although Tang Xuan's body was not under her control, she still asked curiously: "Why did I come here? What is the Supreme Heart Sutra? Isn't it the Wordless Heart Sutra? What is the mission I am accomplishing? Are you my mother? Are you dead or alive? What happened to the dean and Bi Xue?"

"Time is running out, now is not the time to say this, quick! Pour your blood on this Supreme Heart Sutra, this matter must be done by you willingly, even I can't force you, otherwise you will not be able to activate this Supreme Heart Sutra, this Sutra is very important. The fairy began to urge, and seeing that Tang Xuan did not act immediately, she hurriedly said: "Hurry, what are you still hesitating about? Isn't it faintness? You have to overcome it sooner or later, don't break the big thing again." ”

Tang Xuan stared at the scroll of exercises that turned into white light, and resolutely patted his chest, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and the white light was dyed red.

"It's not enough!" the fairy frowned, and casually threw a sharp weapon to Tang Xuan.

Tang Xuan grabbed it in his hand and couldn't help but gasp, it turned out to be the Nine Seal Sword, no, to be exact, it should be the Demon Slaying Sword, or the Demon Slaying Sword that unlocked the seven-layer seal. This fairy who seems to be her own mother is too extravagant, in order to let herself bleed, she actually took out all the artifacts of this level, whether this is to give some blood or her own life.

"Hurry, why are you still stunned? It's really too late to do it again. The fairy urged.

At the urging of the fairy, Tang Xuan felt that the second floor of the Scripture Pavilion had also collapsed, and the 100,000 steps were also collapsing piece by piece. She gritted her teeth and cut her left wrist with the demon slaying sword in her hand, and as soon as the sword went down, the blood flowed, and Tang Xuan endured the severe pain and dizziness and put her left hand on the scroll. The white scroll seemed to be as greedy as a spiritual sucker of Tang Xuan's blood.

At this moment, the dean had already rushed to the top of the third floor, looking at the scene in front of him in horror, but he was unable to get closer, and just watched at the entrance with a hideous face.

"It's not enough! it's not enough!" the fairy looked crazy on the sidelines, completely devoid of the previous sense of the Holy Spirit.

Tang Xuan looked at his withered left arm, which was almost bloodless, and the scroll that had already shown a light red, gritted his teeth, handed the sword to his left hand, and cut it down towards his right wrist, and the blood on his right wrist was also sucked by the white scroll.

"Not enough! Not enough......"