Chapter 1967: Slashing the Holy Thought

"Entering the holy road, it is difficult to walk the road, this sentence is not only about the hardships and dangers in the holy road, but also for every monk who wants to become a great road."

"Transcendent sanctification is not something that can be clearly explained in a single sentence, and sanctification is also the end and starting point of all practitioners."

"Although some cultivators have reached the realm of holy products, they are unable to condense their holy bones and cannot truly enter the realm, resulting in their entire lives being nothing more than a major repair of the realm of holy products."

Mo Yongxing looked at the long ladder, and he couldn't help muttering to himself.

He may have said it to Ding Xiaoyi, or maybe it was to the three young people from the ancient family.

Dongfang Bai and Qingshu glanced at each other, there was no wave on their faces, and they calmly listened to Mo Yongxing's preaching.

"Mo Lao, how do you know so much, is it true that we are qualified to enter the Holy Road after passing the Holy Road, right?"

Xuanyuan Wenjie asked Mo Yongxing with a grin.

"Not necessarily, it's not that simple to become a saint. After passing through the Holy Path, you are qualified to break through to the realm of holy products, but your entry into the Holy Realm also depends on your own comprehension of the spiritual practice and your understanding of the Great Dao. ”

Mo Yongxing shook his head and replied to Xuanyuan Wenjie.

He had already made it very clear, but the three young men from the ancient family were confused.

"Mo Lao, can we step on this long ladder?" Xuanyuan Wenjie asked Mo Yongxing again.

"Naturally, it's okay, the old man is just reminding you that there is no turning back after stepping on the holy road, your cultivation is too low, and the pressure you are under will be unbearable for you, I hope you think about it yourself."

Mo Yongxing looked at Ding Xiaoyi and the three young men from the ancient family with burning eyes, and he solemnly reminded the four of them.

"It's okay, anyway, we have fused the holy bones of our ancestors, just a holy path, how can we not break through."

When Xuanyuan Wenjie heard this, he immediately said to Mo Yongxing arrogantly.

"Oh, by the way, what did Brother Ding say just now?"

Xuanyuan Wenjie seemed to remember something, and he asked Ding Xiaoyi again.

"Nothing, since Brother Xuanyuan is so arrogant, forget it."

Ding Xiaoyi originally wanted to persuade this stunned young man, but after thinking about it, he forgot it.

Young people, you still have to have some flesh and blood. Without flesh, how can Fang Gang be called a young man?

So he didn't plan to tell Xuanyuan Wenjie the truth.

At the same time, he also secretly guessed in his heart what the true purpose of the members of the Wind Chasing Team was.

Could it be for the three young men of the ancient family, he felt that it was possible.

He remembered the lamplighters he had met in the capital of Emperor Dayong, who had recruited some talented young men in order to create a new god.

Although the practice of the lamplighter is not favored by him, he does not agree with this practice, so he has an inexplicable rejection of the lamplighter.

I don't know if these mysterious members of the Wind Chasing Team are the lamplighters, thinking of this, Ding Xiaoyi's face became a little dazed.

Xuanyuan Wenjie and the other three are from the ancient family, and their talents naturally belong to the demon genius type, are they going to make these three young people from the ancient family into new gods?

Ding Xiaoyi was very puzzled, after getting along with the wind chasing team members during this time, he didn't feel that they had any malicious and bad behavior towards him.

On the contrary, they are sincere and enthusiastic, and each member of the team supports each other, which is also a rare relationship in this cruel practice world.

"If you don't say it, forget it, I'm going up." Xuanyuan Wenjie saw that Ding Xiaoyi didn't want to answer, and he didn't ask.

He jumped straight towards the long ladder.

Immediately, Ji Ning and Jiang Lan also jumped onto the long ladder with Xuanyuan Wenjie's figure, their figures shook for a moment, and then stood firmly on the long ladder.

After entering the long ladder, you are officially stepping on the holy path.

I don't know what kind of test there will be after that long ladder.

"Let's go up too, and see how difficult the holy road really is." Dongfang Bai said to Qingshu and Ding Xiaoyi in high spirits.

The two nodded, and they walked toward the first layer of stairs made of white bones.

As soon as he stepped on the steps made of white bones, Ding Xiaoyi felt that the environment around him suddenly changed.

He felt a faint wave of divine power envelop him, and that holy power was about to push him down the steps.

No wonder the bodies of Xuanyuan Wenjie and the other three young people from the ancient family shook, it turned out that this faint holy power was at work.

The sword intent around Ding Xiaoyi's body directly tore apart the faint holy power.

Immediately, his figure flickered, and he appeared on the steps of the second layer, and the holy power released by the steps of this layer was a little stronger.

Ding Xiaoyi's sword intent tore apart the holy power on this step again.

Ding Xiaoyi's figure swept away, turned into several afterimages, and jumped directly onto dozens of steps.

He looked down, Dongfang Bai and Qingshu stepped up one step after another like a leisurely pavilion, and they didn't seem to be disturbed by any holy power.

Dongfang Bai's strength he knew, but he didn't expect Qingshu to be so relaxed and casual.

The three young men of the ancient family were also at ease, and they saw wisps of holy light emanating from their bodies, and that holy light directly annihilated that holy power.

Obtaining the holy bones of their own ancestors is beneficial, and such a holy power cannot threaten them in the slightest.

Ding Xiaoyi didn't hesitate, his body turned into an afterimage and swept towards the higher steps.

A few moments later, he had already stepped on hundreds of steps, and the holy power emanating from the white bones under his feet was even stronger.

Ding Xiaoyi's sword intent directly annihilated and tore that holy power apart, and he swept towards the steps of the higher level without hesitation.

He didn't see Mo Yongxing and the others, maybe they didn't take this long ladder to heart, they just accompanied them on this holy road.

Ding Xiaoyi didn't care about the others anymore, he wanted to see how difficult this holy road was.

How can you condense your own holy bones in this holy path?

He knew that the Holy Path was far more than that, and only by climbing to the top of this long ladder could he know what the next test of the Holy Path would be.

Ding Xiaoyi turned into a shocking momentum and swept towards the top of the long ladder, his speed was extremely fast.

He led people like a sword light and flames shot up.

His figure disappeared from everyone's sight in an instant, and when they saw Ding Xiaoyi who disappeared at the top of the vast long ladder, everyone shook their heads and smiled bitterly.

It's just that Ding Xiaoyi didn't know all this, when his figure appeared on the top step of the long ladder, his figure trembled.

An unprecedented majestic holy power suddenly crushed, which caught Ding Xiaoyi off guard, and his body almost flew backwards behind him.

"Tsk, another little guy who doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, he wants to come to the holy road before he even reaches the realm of immortals, it's really interesting and interesting."

A voice filled with endless vicissitudes sounded in the rolling holy might.

The voice was erratic, sometimes left and sometimes right, up and down, giving Ding Xiaoyi an illusion of powerlessness.

The sword intent around him roared up, directly annihilating this void.

The meaning of kendo is unmatched, but even this staircase is beginning to become unstable.

"It turned out to be a sword cultivator, this time Ben Sheng was extremely lucky, and he actually met a sword cultivator. The sword intent is good, but the cultivation is too weak. ”

The rolling Saint-Willy sounded the vicissitudes of life again, and there was a bit of banter in the words.

"You are worthy to be called holy, and you don't even have an obsession with the flesh. You have already been annihilated in this holy path, you are just an obsession, but this obsession has been sanctified. ”

Ding Xiaoyi was not afraid at all, he shouted at the rolling Shengwei.

"What an ignorant child, even a holy product obsession is not comparable to you as a mortal cultivator. Fan Xiu Xiaoxiu actually dared to laugh at this saint, it was really beyond his strength. ”

The rolling Shengwei began to change incessantly, and a majestic middle-aged man's phantom appeared above Ding Xiaoyi.

"It's just a holy thought, and look at the holy thought of the young master's holy road, the grasshopper can also shake the tree."

Ding Xiaoyi shouted loudly, and the sword intent rolled out like a tide, and the power of the sword path that had begun to take shape was spontaneously formed.

The back of his spine was also roaring with a fiery torrent.

He didn't know that his vertebrae had already turned into sword bones, and his sword bones had already surpassed his cultivation and entered the sainthood.