Zimo didn't know how long the steps were, and he didn't know what was on them, but he wanted to go to the end to take a look, and he felt that something was waiting for him, and this feeling was extremely strong since he stepped on the Spring and Autumn Ladder.

He's going to go on.

After Jiang Dongxu and the three of them dealt with the corpses of Wang Qingfeng and the people of the Corpse Sect, they looked at Zimo's small figure, and for some reason, they felt that after this experience, this little junior brother who did not have any cultivation had changed, becoming more confident, more sharp, and even more incomprehensible.

One hundred and fifty steps...

Two hundred...

Three hundred...

...... Five hundred steps...

As the steps went up, Zimo felt more and more pressure, as if an invisible hand was about to press him to the ground, he felt that every breath he took was like a fire, his chest rose and fell violently, his whole body was already soaked with sweat, and his legs kept trembling.

But his eyes were steadfast and he didn't flinch in the slightest.

I have tasted all kinds of human suffering, walked so many roads, experienced disappointment, despair and disappointment again.

He has nothing, there is nothing to lose, there is nothing to fear him, he sees the hope of cultivation again, he sees a light again, he has no reason to give up, he wants to cherish it more, he wants to become stronger, he has never been so eager to become stronger as today, he wants to see what kind of wonderful situation the world of those high-level monks is, this small step will not be difficult for him, and there will be nothing in the cultivation world that can be difficult for him!

With this belief, Zimo walked up step by step.

Six hundred steps...

Seven hundred steps...

Eight hundred...

Eight hundred and thirty...

Eight hundred and fifty...

Eight hundred and ninety...

Nine hundred steps...

After going up to the nine hundred steps, the pressure was so great that he couldn't stand still, and after shaking it a few times, Zimo finally stabilized his figure, raised his head again, and finally saw the end of the steps, he was finally going up, and there were still dozens of steps.

Turning around, Zimo only saw the figure of Senior Brother Jiang Dongxu slowly climbing behind, Jiang Dongxu was already dizzy at this time, and looked at the steps in front of him.

But when he raised his head and saw the figure at the top, Jiang Dong felt very unwilling for no reason, but more admiration and happiness.

Their own little junior brother, a little junior brother who did not have the slightest cultivation, finally grew up, on this step of walking with a mortal body in the flesh, they did lose, lost to the little junior brother who liked to smile and was not very good-looking.

He couldn't imagine what kind of energy was hidden in the little body of the little junior brother, what kind of perseverance and determination made him so desperate to go up, and he didn't want to compare his senior sister and senior brother.

He was trying to compare himself to himself.

He's going to transform!

He wants to be strong!

It seemed that he was infected by Zimo, and Jiang Dongxu also clenched his teeth and moved upwards step by step.

Zimo walked up layer by layer with such a ruthless energy at this moment, he felt that the bones of his whole body were protesting, he felt that every piece of flesh and blood in his body persuaded him to give up, but he just gritted his teeth and walked up tremblingly.

Nine hundred and thirty...

Nine hundred and fifty...

Gradually, he knelt on the steps on his knees, the nails of his hands had been scratched by him, and the pants on his knees had also worn out two bloody holes, but his eyes were as firm as ever, climbing up layer by layer.

Nine hundred and seventy...

Nine hundred and ninety...

Nine hundred and ninety-six...

At this time, Zimo's legs and hands were no longer perceptual, and he drew a long blood mark on the steps behind him, even if he climbed, he had to climb up!

He grinned, his lips already being bitten by him, and he roared loudly in an inhuman voice.

"My name is Zimo, I am thirteen years old this year, I have no father or mother, I depend on a younger sister for my life, I have no cultivation talent, I have been in a mess for thirteen years, and I am still useless, but my Zimo has a firmer heart than anyone else, I have perseverance, patience, determination, ruthlessness, and the original intention that has never changed, I must go into your world to see, I must walk in, no one in this world can stop me!"

The boy knelt on the steps, climbing up layer by layer, as if he was solemnly swearing one by one.

Nine hundred and ninety-seven...

Nine hundred and ninety-eight...

Nine hundred and ninety-nine...

Thousand!

Zimo finally climbed to the end of the steps, he lay on his back on the ground, gasping for breath, he had never felt so refreshed at this moment, so comfortable, so hearty, at the same time, the black beads in his body were shining in his qi field, and the vitality of his whole body kept swimming, filling his whole body.

Without the slightest cultivation, the vitality in his body began to operate on its own with the Qi Gathering Technique, and his cultivation grew at an incredible speed.

Gather a layer of gas!

Gather the pinnacle of the first layer!

Gather the second floor!

It's not over yet...

The pinnacle of the second layer of gas gathering!

At this time, the vitality is like a wild horse that has escaped, and it is even more turbulent.

Gather three layers!

The pinnacle of the three layers of qi gathering!

His cultivation slowed down until he reached the sixth layer of Qi Gathering, and finally stopped at the peak of the sixth layer of Qi Gathering!

The young man clenched his hands, and a strength that he had never felt before made him laugh out loud, and his cultivation, which had been delayed for many years, finally made up for his many years of regret at this moment in a bitter way.

"Hahahaha... Hahahaha"

At this moment, he finally vented all the bitterness, grievances, and unwillingness that had been suppressed in his heart for three years.

The three people who were still on the steps behind them heard Zimo's laughter from afar, and they all thought that this kid was probably crazy, and they could laugh under such pressure.

Zimo is indeed crazy, he is crazy with excitement!

I saw that the injuries on my body were gradually improving, and the hands and knees that were still bleeding just now gradually stopped their injuries and gradually healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After venting his emotions, Zimo controlled his excitement, he stood up, looked up, and saw that there was an open door in front of him, which seemed to be waiting for his arrival.

Zimo hesitated slightly, gritted his teeth and strode in, he had reached this time, it was absolutely impossible for him to give up, when he walked in, the door behind him closed quietly, and then slowly disappeared out of thin air, as if it had never appeared.

The three people who were struggling to climb the stairs suddenly felt lighter, and they also resumed their due cultivation, and they made some improvements, Li Xuanke faintly had signs of breaking through to the middle stage of the Daoji, and the same was true for the thin monkey, Jiang Dongxu also felt that after going back, he retreated once, and he also had the confidence to break through to the contemplation period, and several people were ecstatic.

Let's talk about Zimo after he goes in. It was another whirlwind, but with the experience of the last time, plus the cultivation had also reached the sixth layer of Qi Gathering, it was just a burst of dizziness that Zimo quickly woke up.

Determined, he saw that he was in a large hall, and on the walls of the main hall were inlaid with four white stones, the size of a man's head!

Zimo took a closer look and found that it was actually four huge vitality stones, and they looked like they were grades he had never seen before, at least not the low-grade vitality stones he usually used.

The four Yuan Qi Stones echoed each other from afar, and streams of pure energy converged on a formation in the middle of the main hall.

Other than that, the main hall was empty.

Could it be that this is the ultimate reward of this Great Monk Cave Mansion? Four huge Vitality Stones of unknown grade? Thinking of this, Zimo felt that this trip was really worthwhile, although it was difficult, but the reward was also excellent, and he was rich this time! I just don't know if the few storage bags I just looted can hold such a large Yuan Qi Stone!

With Xiuwei, Zimo can also easily open the storage bag, erase the vitality remaining on the storage bag, Zimo put several storage bag things, all into the storage bag that the senior sister gave him at the beginning, after all, he can also use the storage bag in the future, thinking of this, Zimo actually played with his heart, put the dagger given to him by the master into the storage bag, and took it out with a thought, so repeatedly, I think it is really interesting.

After playing for a while, thinking that there would be time to study in the future, Zimo still felt that the business was important, so he reluctantly tied the storage bag around his waist, took out the dagger and prepared to take away these few vitality stones as his reward.

But these pieces of Yuan Qi Stone and the surrounding walls seem to be natural, Zimo can't help it, so he wants to use a dagger to chisel it, that is, he chisels it down one by one, and he has to take it with him.

Just as he was holding the dagger and tiptoeing to the Yuan Qi Stone, a voice said with a teasing smile and a little helplessness: "Your low-level magic weapon can't chisel off the top-grade Yuan Qi Stone on the teleportation array!" ”

"Give this to you, you kid will at least use this weapon to chisel it down!"

As soon as the words fell, a black sword flew in front of Zimo, this sword was black all over, without the slightest variegation, the sword was about four feet long, the sword body was half a foot wide, and there was a groove in the middle that penetrated from the tip of the sword to the end of the sword body, it looked like the sword was divided into two, the whole sword was engraved with quaint patterns, and the black sword body was shining with black light, which was more than four or five times larger than the sword-shaped magic weapon that Zimo usually saw!

At the end of the hilt there are two sigils in the shape of closed eyes. It looks creepy, Zimo held this sword with both hands without thinking about it, and a feeling of blood connection made him proud, with this sword, what else could not be killed?

"Thank you!" Zimo thanked him and was about to raise his sword to cut.

But Zimo was embarrassed to find that he couldn't lift the sword after lifting it for a long time. Just when he wanted to slander why this sword was so heavy, Zimo's hair suddenly exploded.

There's someone here!

There's someone here!

Although he was able to cultivate just now, he had also reached the sixth level of Qi Gathering, and he didn't know that there were people around him, he didn't think about it, his body jumped forward violently, and suddenly turned around!

staring at the back with wide eyes, I saw an old man with a white beard appear behind him at some point, looking at him with a smile on his face.