It turns out that all this is real, all this is an illusion.

Thinking so, Yang Ning stepped on the steps of the forty-ninth floor.

It was plain, as if it were an ordinary step, and the dark purple moss on the bluestone slab covered most of it.

Obviously, few people have set foot on this level of heart refining road, and those who set foot are undoubtedly not amazing talents.

Jian Jue and his party, has gone out of the square, in front of a winding road, there are large pieces of bamboo on both sides, because of the autumn, the bamboo leaves are falling, only the bare bamboo poles, with a trace of withered yellow color, the autumn wind is slightly rising, slapping the fallen leaves, dancing with a chill.

"I didn't expect this kid to be fast enough, he has reached this point, and if he goes on like this, he may miss the show."

As a powerhouse at the peak of the Eight Realms of the Mountain Building Realm that has survived the five decays of heaven and man, Jian Jue's mind is so strong, he was a little surprised that Yang Ning soon came to the forty-ninth layer, because this was only faster than his own back then.

When Jian Jue was at the peak of the mountain realm, he also walked through a heart refining road, but when he looked at Yang Ning's appearance again, compared with himself at that time, he felt that this Yang Ning was really much more than himself.

"Let's hurry up." Jian never looked back, and the six of Jian Wuxiu followed respectfully behind Jian Jue as if they had been given a holy decree, and their footsteps followed.

In the bamboo forests on both sides, the wind blows the bamboo poles, swaying from side to side, playing the bleak song of late autumn.

Yang Ning put one foot on the steps of the forty-ninth floor, and with his back foot, he stepped towards the forty-ninth floor.

Suddenly, the scene in front of Yang Ning's eyes changed, like a dream.

A majestic mountain peaks appeared, and the top of the mountain could not be seen, as if it was unattainable.

The mountain peaks rise like a sword into the sky, reaching the sky, and everything looks monotonous. A white practice, very straight and straight, straight to the top of the mountain.

Could it be that this last hurdle is mountaineering?

Yang Ning didn't know, but at this moment, he was standing at the foot of the mountain, in the middle of Bai Lian, without any companion next to him, only one person. The mountain peak was bare, without any foil, like a stone made of the peak, a sword made of stone, standing quietly and majestically, between heaven and earth.

It's as if everything is so old, and everything has a little vicissitudes.

"Let's start climbing!"

Yang Ning smiled self-deprecatingly and looked at Bai Lian, because he found that there was nothing he could do except this road in front of him.

The peaks are high and unclimbable, making them daunting.

But Yang Ning has no other way out, only by climbing this mountain, can he go out of this space.

Step by step, there is nothing superfluous, because Bai Lian is really long, and Yang Ning, a person who has memories of two lifetimes, feels fear.

However, if you don't climb, you can only wait at the foot of this mountain.

Step by step, Yang Ning incarnated as the most primitive Gandalf and began the silent and boring mountaineering road.

……

"Elder Taishang, who is it on the way up the mountain?" Finally, one person couldn't help but ask.

This person's name is Jian Wubo, the Sword Sect ranks second, only under the head of Jian Wuxiu, he is the first person in charge of the criminal law of the Northern Xuan Sword Sect, he is jealous and hateful, but he has a bad reputation, that is, a super calf protector, but whenever someone sits down and is bullied by people from other courtyards, he will show his selfish side, so the disciples of the Northern Xuan Sword Sect love and hate this, but there are more hateful elements in this.

"Second Senior Brother, it's good to take a closer look, why do you bother to ask this and that?"

As soon as Jian Wubo finished speaking, someone came up. This is the first seat in charge of the Foreign Affairs Institute of the Northern Xuanjian Sect, named Jian Wuji, who usually likes to accept a little favor from a disciple, so he is targeted by Jian Wubo everywhere, between the two, in the long run, naturally there is no good face.

At this moment, seeing that Jian Wuxian did not speak, the habit that Jian Wuxian had developed over the years, a word of flattery immediately patted up.

Jian Wubo turned his head instantly, with an angry face, and wanted to quarrel with Jian Wubo for a few words, but the consideration of the person in front of him made Jian Wubo not speak after all.

Among the six people, one lowered his head, as if everything had nothing to do with him, listening to the confrontation between the two, not caring at all. This person is the financial director of the Northern Xuan Sword Sect, known as the sword Pixiu who only enters and can't leave, and his name is even more funny, he is called Jian Biyou. If you don't listen carefully, it's easier for people to listen to it.

One person looks chic, the ancient well is like no waves, holding a sword in his hand, his eyes have never left the sword, he is the largest courtyard of the Northern Xuan Sword Sect, the first of the war courtyard.

The War Academy, which only cultivates swords, is dedicated to swords, and is extremely fond of swords, is the largest main force of the Northern Xuan Sword Sect, and it is also the mainstay of the Northern Xuan Sword Sect to become the strongest force in Shuchuan.

Jian Bifu, the real second person of the Sword Sect, his strength is infinitely close to the realm of heaven and man, and a sword has a great prestige in the Northern Xuan Sword Sect, and it is not even under Jian Wubo.

The last person, however, was a short fat man, standing with five big men in the shape of a man, looking a little funny, this was the youngest junior disciple of the six, in charge of the Elixir Academy of the Northern Xuanjian Sect. Because he has been in charge of the Elixir Academy for many years, this short fat man looks unusually spiritual, and a faint medicinal fragrance emanates from his body, giving people a feeling of infinite intimacy.

But in terms of strength, he was the worst of the six, because this little junior brother didn't like to cultivate, and only the elixir would make this fat man excited.

The little junior brother's name is Jian Bi Ling, and this spirit is taken from the spirit of the elixir.

The sword definitely ignored the intrigue of the six people behind him, as if he had turned a deaf ear and didn't take it to heart at all, but in his heart, he had already disappointed several of the six people, because it was such a wind that would make the entire Northern Xuan Sword Sect become such a situation, and seeing that the name of the five major forces was about to be lost.

"Hey......" Jian Jue left a sigh in the air, stepped up his steps, and walked towards the outside of the bamboo forest, through the gap in the bamboo forest, and vaguely, it could be seen that the mountain gate was located there.

The six senior brothers of the sword absolute have been disappointed, so they invited Yang Ning to lead Yang Ning up the mountain on the grounds of participating in the five faction competition, and the most fundamental purpose is to calm the Northern Xuanjian Sect and return the Northern Xuanjian Sect to a bright and righteous atmosphere.

Standing when Yang Ning came, Jian Jue naturally wanted to greet him, but what Jian Jue didn't expect was that Yang Ning actually stepped on the mountaineering road first.

In fact, Yang Ning also has a lot of helplessness, because of the poison of the gecko in his heart, he can't use his spiritual power at will, otherwise Yang Ning probably won't break into the mountain path like this.

In his previous life, Yang Ning had heard about the mountaineering road, but this was the first time he had really embarked on this road.

Hongchen refining his heart, after a lot of dangers, Yang Ning has grown a lot, especially the feeling that he is getting closer and closer to life and death, and he is crawling on the edge of life and death, which makes Yang Ning feel a lot.

The road of swordsmen is gradually drifting away, and the heart of sword cultivation is becoming more and more firm.

At this time, Yang Ning had already come to the third of the mountain peak where he could see, there was no green foil here, and there was no life, it was like a silent sword, lifeless.

Bai Lian went straight to the sky, and he couldn't see the top, Yang Ning took a break and hit the road again.

A quarter of an hour, an hour, two hours......

Yang Ning is endless, as if he has fallen into a cycle of ignorance, Bai Lian always can't see the edge, there is no trace on the top of the mountain, as if it is so ethereal, people have no trace.

Yang Ning didn't know how many mountain trails he had climbed, but after starting to climb the mountain, Yang Ning felt as if he was marching endlessly.

Between heaven and earth, there is always one color, as if there is no night or day here, only this one color.

There are no distractions, no arrogance or impatience, since I can't see the head, then I will walk out of the top of the road.

Yang Ning's heart was very firm and did not waver at all.

Bai Lian seems to be infinitely extended, with no end in sight.

Yang Ning was already numb, because there was no scenery on either side, only gray and black stones, which looked very smooth.

It seems that there is no way to reach the top of the mountain except for this mountain road that looks like a white practice.

There are no shortcuts, only down-to-earth.

One order at a time, just like a machine.

And in the never-ending climbing, the sword intent emanating from Yang Ning's body gradually became stronger, although it was very slow, but it was still imperceptibly carried out.

This is like cultivation, boring and boring, only to persevere to the end. Persist until you can't persevere, no, it's not that you can't persevere, because as long as you choose the path of cultivation, as long as your life hasn't stopped, you have to cultivate endlessly, and the road ahead may have an end, or there may be no end, just like the mountain in front of Yang Ning, where you practice in vain, there are all peaks.

Isn't this just the right explanation for the cultivation journey, Yang Ning felt that he was much lighter and went on the road again.

When my feet are numb, I rest for a while, and when I have rested, I continue walking.

The stone peaks stand majestically, without any superfluity, as if they have been tempered by something to be so smooth.

However, at this time, Yang Ning didn't have any intention to care about this, because he didn't have much to eat, and the night meant that if he couldn't walk to the top of this mountain when the food was exhausted, he would have the opportunity to starve to death here.

What to do?

……

After Yang Ning asked himself several times, he finally came to a conclusion that he could only walk and climb the mountain.

Drawing swordsmanship, when he first cultivated, he could destroy tens of thousands of scabbards made of fine iron, let alone a mountaineering activity without any danger.

Although Yang Ning's legs felt very sleepy, Yang Ning still persisted.

Finally, Yang Ning came to the clouds, Bai Lian was still the same, and there was no end in sight.

Is it really endless? Yang Ning didn't know.

Suddenly, there seemed to be a roar in the silent world.

What was that? Yang Ning turned around.

I saw that under my feet, the endless mountain road I had ever had collapsed......

How so? Yang Ning rubbed his eyes, how could it collapse? The stone mountain road, with the complete collapse of the mountain peak, is this the real test of this level?

Yang Ning didn't have time to think about it, because the landslide had already come to the soles of his feet.

Hurry up the hill.

There is only one way out.

Yang Ning tried his best, and his legs kept repeating an action.

The collapse behind him is also getting faster and faster, leaving no room for Yang Ning at all.

In the sky, the sound of collapse echoes.

Rumble...... Rumble...... Rumble......

It's like a string song.

……

I don't know how many mountain roads I have run, Yang Ning is finally exhausted, and the road ahead is still white, with no end in sight.

Even if it's climbing, I'm going to climb up.

Yang Ning's heart became more and more determined. Because there is no mountain that cannot be conquered, only a heart that cannot be conquered.

Yang Ning began to use his hands and feet together, and his limbs began to cross between the mountain roads.

The collapse behind him was due to Yang Ning's deceleration, but there was no change, it still collapsed, and the endless abyss was about to catch up with Yang Ning.

Yang Ning began to run with his hands and feet, like the most primitive beast.

……

The mountain road was rugged, and there were many bumps and bumps, which soon blurred the flesh and blood of Yang Ning's hands, but Yang Ning didn't care, because compared to his life, everything was not worth mentioning.

Only climbing, endless climbing......

……

At this time, at the mountain gate, Jian Jue and the six people were standing, and at the steps below the mountain gate, Yang Ning stood quietly, his face was unwavering, and he couldn't see any changes, but the breath around him was gradually changing, getting stronger and stronger.

"Is this condensing the foundation?" Jian Bifu said in surprise.

A person's foundation, as soon as he stepped into the mountain viewing realm, has already become a certain scale, and it will be even more difficult to strengthen it again in the future, so Jian Bifu at this time was very surprised.

The sword never spoke, just watched quietly.

"Elder Taishang, who is this person?" Jian Wuxiu finally couldn't help it and asked again.

Because he found that Yang Ning actually had a faint breakthrough on this red dust refining heart road.

This was simply not possible before.

The path of refining the mind is only refining the mind, and it cannot improve cultivation, but what can I explain all this I see in front of me.

"A person who saved the Northern Xuan Sword Sect from a time of danger......" Jian Jue said this sentence with a warm anger in his tone.

In a word, it was the dumbness of Jian Wuxiu.

With the Supreme Elder in charge, there is still the one in Liuyun Country who is not interested and dares to embarrass the Northern Xuanjian Sect? Jian Wuxiu couldn't help but murmur and complain in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it.

"Just watch quietly." Jian Jue seemed to be tired of explaining, and couldn't help but say a word with a tone of lesson, and it was silent from then on.

At this time, Yang Ning stood on the top of the steps, thinking that he was infinitely close to the peak of the mountain viewing realm, but his aura was still getting stronger and stronger, and he had not broken through for a long time.