Chapter 434: A Thought

Dengxiantai won the championship, you must know that there are internal calamities and external calamities, internal calamities temper the soul and outer calamities, and external calamities temper the body.

As the saying goes, the soul of those who cultivate the spirit is immortal, and the vitality of those who practice the body is not endless, and the internal and external calamities are two extremes, from yin to cold like a 10,000-year-old Xuanjing ice spirit, and to just to yang like cremation of the dragon's soul.

If you want to succeed, you must have both, so that you can be at the top of the mountain and see the mountains at a glance.

For each step, there will be two kinds of tests, and the difficulty is increased layer by layer, and the potential of Wuzun is divided into ten layers.

The extremely difficult place is a hundred steps, which is considered to be ten steps, and the extremely difficult place is nine hundred and eighty-one steps, which is considered nine levels, and so on.

The difficulty of ascending to Sendai is different, and the treatment after winning is also very different.

Those who win the first three types are considered to be super-first-class in the world when they go to the Holy Land, and the difficulties in the back are counted as first-rate, ordinary people are second-rate, and simple can only be counted as third-rate. As for the last two, Wu Zun, who won the championship in an easy and extremely easy place, didn't even have the strength to protect himself when he went to the Holy Land!

The Holy Land of Zongmen is different from the mainland, although it has an inseparable connection with the mainland, it is a special geographical space, with an independent ecosystem, and the aura in it can no longer be described by the vitality of heaven and earth, which contains the unique avenue in the holy land. The nine-star martial arts who did not win the championship or the martial poles who ascended to the immortal platform in the back under the strength of the martial arts, once they entered the holy land, they could only be treated as ants and crushed by others!

Of course, there is no shortage of broken sects in the continent of the Southern Wasteland, and they also have their own holy land, when the sect is breached, the holy land qi is exposed, and it can be regarded as half a holy land. At this time, those martial artists who are not strong will look for this kind of place, and only in this way can they survive for a long time. However, the system in the Incomplete Holy Land is not perfect, if Wu Ji wants to stay here, the great realm above the extreme of martial arts, they have no possibility of touching it in their lifetime, they can only be in a corner and die of old age.

Therefore, when a martial artist reaches the Nine-Star Martial Venerable, he will not break through lightly, if he wants to go to the Sendai to win the championship, he must make sufficient preparations, and this preparation must at least be like Mishan Martial Venerable and Wuxiang Martial Venerable, and spend hundreds of years to precipitate his own cultivation. Only with sufficient strength will the success rate of winning the championship increase, and only then can you challenge the top three levels and become a super-first-class master in the Holy Land!

If you can't become a super-first-class master, then even if you enter the Holy Land, you won't be treated well. Their status in the Holy Land is very low, compared to when they were in the mainland, it is simply a world of difference, and after the pampered Nine-Star Martial Zun enters the Holy Land and becomes a second-rate or third-rate martial artist, they are not even as good as ordinary cats and dogs. The brilliance of the Holy Land will not shine on these people at all, the living conditions are extremely harsh, and if you want to survive, you can only survive in the cracks.

In short, the difficulty of Wuzun's challenge is different, and the treatment enjoyed by entering the Holy Land is very different, such as Muwang, Zide, and Lang Zhen. Thirty years ago, he had only a 30% success rate, but he decided to take a risk and succeeded. The latter few martial artists who won the championship a hundred years ago chose the third difficulty, which was slightly worse than the Wood King. Although he is also a super-first-class master when he enters the Holy Land, the resources and treatment he enjoys are still a cut below that of the Wood King.

This time, the guardianship of Mishan Wuzun and Wuxiang Wuzun won the championship at the same time, and the leaders were Mu Wang, Zide, Mo Yun and Lang Zhen, although the three of them won the championship earlier than Mu Wang, and their cultivation was higher than that of Mu Wang, but this operation can only be regarded as assistants.

The difficulty of winning the championship determines your status in the Holy Land of the sect in the future, represents the future development potential, and the resources and treatment you enjoy. The reason why the six major sects became the six major sects was not because of their disciples' high talent and martial value, but because they controlled Dengxiantai!

The difficulty of controlling the martial pole is equivalent to the quality of the martial pole, and only the martial pole with a large number of high potential can gain a place in the sect hegemony in the future.

Ascending the eighty-first step of Xiantai, Wuxiang Wuzun fought hard to breathe a true breath, and came to the thirty-third floor in an instant, and in the exclamation of all the martial artists, the pace finally slowed down.

The Wood King had deep eyes, staring at the Wuxiang Wuzun in the pyramid, and muttered: "The four fists are just to the yang, violently blasting out of the ladder of heaven, the momentum is huge, and it comes to the thirty-third floor in one breath, it seems that I still underestimate the strength of Wuxiang!"

Watching Wuxiang Wuzun walk like flying and climbing the ladder like walking on the ground, this red-faced old man, with white hair scattered all over the sky behind him, rushed to the top floor at a rapid pace, and there was only one goal in his eyes, that is, the top gold pot!

Lang Zhen sighed: "Back then, I won the championship in the third place, ten layers of a moment, twenty layers of a cup of tea, and thirty layers of incense. I didn't expect that the future life was terrifying, and Wuxiang surpassed my height in an instant. ”

Mo Yun on the side had a smile on his face and sighed: "If it's really the back waves of the Yangtze River pushing the front waves, at this rate, in less than half a day, there will be one more super-first-class master in the Holy Land of the Sect!"

"There's no rush in this matter, let's take a look at it slowly. The tall and thin Zide was the calmest, revealing this trace of wisdom in his eyes, and said: "Everyone control their state of mind, don't fluctuate too much, and delay the win." ”

Observing the words and deeds of the three martial artists, Ling Zhan guessed that this Zide should have a better relationship with Wuxiang, and he didn't know if he would feel sad and sad when he saw Wuxiang's failure.

In Ling Zhan's opinion, even if Wuxiang succeeded, he and Mishan Wuzun would not meet and laugh at each other, and when he entered the holy land of the sect, he would definitely become the master's sworn enemy. Although the two are brothers, there is no possibility of getting back together!

In this way, it is better to fail to win the championship, pass on the cultivation of one body to the waste Wang Zhi, and help Wang Zhi to empower, and half of the cultivation will enter Mukong's body, so that Mukong can be promoted to Wuzun, killing two birds with one stone, why not?

However, the translucent pyramid was a completely enclosed space, and Wuxiang Wuzun stayed in it to win the championship, and Ling Zhan could only watch from a distance, unable to participate at all.

The whole process is full of too many uncontrollable factors, Wuxiang is not invincible, Ling Zhan is not omnipotent, whether it is successful or not, it is extremely difficult to win in Dengxiandai.

At this time, Wuxiang Wuzun stepped on the ladder, raced all the way, climbed up with his body, and easily came to the fortieth floor. After entering the thirtieth floor, although the speed is not as fast as just now, it is basically a breath of time to walk up to the first floor!

However, it only took a few breaths, and the eighty-first level of the Heavenly Ladder steps of the Sendai Terrace were already half completed!

This speed is too fast, it is unbelievably fast, Wuxiang withstands the double pressure of internal and external tribulations, and the lightning and thunder climb halfway, even if you look at the entire Ten Thousand Beasts Heavenly Sect, this speed can also rank in the top ten!

Soon, Wuxiang Wuzun came to the fiftieth floor. I saw that his face was not red or panting, and he continued to go up calmly, stepping on the steps of the fifty-first floor.

The higher you go, the greater the pressure, the inner calamity burns the demons, the outer calamity causes the wind and thunder, and the ladder that originally fell from the sky gradually shakes, and the amplitude is getting bigger and bigger, and the steps that have been walked below begin to collapse and shatter!

Once you step on the ladder, there is no way back, and there are only two endings left: live or die!

Wuxiang's eyes were firm, the momentum of his body rose again, and a red light was wrapped outside his skin, burning the power of the true yuan, and speeding up again!

Ling Zhan was thrilled when he saw it, and a sense of pride was born in his heart, passing through the fifty layers, it meant that Wuxiang already had the ability to pass through the difficulty level, and he only spent a stick of incense!

At this moment, a dark red flame ignited on Wuxiang Wuzun's body, the qi continued to flow, the five qi were in the yuan, and the fire on the skin was like ripples in the water, with a layer of ripples around the backbone, rippling and converging on the top of his head. Mishan is good at swords, undirected proficient in swords, it can be said that it is a semi-individual cultivation, and it is easy to fight against external calamities, and if you want to resist internal calamities, you must spend a lot of effort.

Almost in the blink of an eye, Wuxiang's clothes were burned by Zhenyuan, and the whole person emitted a fiery golden light, especially those eyes, like an iron sheet that had been burned in the furnace for a long time, the golden red essence was shining, and the heat was scorching.

The power of non-directional operation refines all the internal and external tribulations, integrating them into one's own body and becoming a part of one's body. At the same time, with the help of the power of calamity, stand on the celestial body and continue to run upward.

However, after Wu went up fifty layers, his legs seemed to be filled with lead water, and his speed dropped instantly, and he didn't know how many times slower than before. Now Wuxiang not only has to resist internal and external disasters, but also disperse a large number of bodies and climb the steps behind.

Wuxiang glanced at the bottom, Wang Zhi stood in the middle of the pyramid, looking at himself with his neck up, his heart was full of expectation, looking at him, as if he was more nervous than himself.

Wang Zhi, like Ling Zhan, only knew that his master had failed to win the championship, and he would use his cultivation to empower his apprentice, but he didn't know that once the master succeeded in winning the championship, he would become the first drop of blood after the master was promoted to the martial pole.

Wuxiang turned around and snorted coldly, his eyes showing an incomparably strong determination. The hand that was originally holding the ladder suddenly opened, and the fingertips emitted fiery red golden flames, and the two hands were slowly raised above his head, and Mu Kong turned his back and stayed in place, no longer moving forward!

Ling Zhan couldn't help but be taken aback, and asked, "What is Wuxiang Wuzun doing here, why didn't he leave all of a sudden?"

The Wood King shook his head and did not speak. As for the other three Wuji, a trace of black lines appeared on their faces, and the temperature of the entire Dengxiantai instantly became more than ten degrees colder!

Could it be that Wuxiang Wuzun knows that his strength is not good, so he wants to help Wang Zhi initiate?

No, looking at Wuxiang's stage situation on the first fifty floors, he definitely has the strength to win the championship, and the wood king said that changing the time of winning the championship will reduce the probability of success by ten times, but now it seems that for Wuxiang, changing the time has no effect on him at all.

Looking at the other senior brothers and sisters beside him, they were all at a loss, not knowing what Wuxiang Wuzun was going to do.

Suddenly, Ling Zhan felt a cramping pain in his heart, his pupils dilated instantly, and at the moment he fell to the ground, his intuition told him that something big would happen!