"Can you say a few lucky words?" Ning Que looked up at him and asked, "Why can't anyone, including you, believe that I have the ability to reach the top?"

"The road up the mountain won't be easy." Chen Pipi spread out his chubby hands and continued sincerely. "Moreover, compared to Prince Longqing, you are really as weak as a cat or a dog."

Ning Que didn't bother to continue talking, and after waving his hand, he walked towards the side of the old library. He suddenly thought of something, then stopped, turned around and asked unwillingly, "Is there really no back door?"

Chen Pipi opened the window lintel and shouted, "Get out of here."

Ning Que shook his head with a smile and continued to walk forward. After bypassing the old library, he stumbles upon a back door - he has been in the old library for a whole year, looking at the scenery downstairs from upstairs, or walking around downstairs. It was clear to him that there was a dilapidated gray wall here, but now it had become a door.

Behind the gate is a bluestone path with green bamboos growing on both sides of the path that gradually spreads to the distance between the jungle and the grass on the mountainside.

Ning Que crossed the threshold and walked along the path in the bamboo forest towards the mountain.

Nothing out of the ordinary happened, and he walked higher and higher along the path, past the fence below, past a picturesque bamboo forest, and when he turned back, he could faintly see the people of the academy in the distance.

The path ahead is getting narrower and narrower, and the blue slate has been replaced by small stones. The woods next to the trail are very quiet and there is no chirping of any birds, which is a bit strange.

An inexplicable sharp pain hit Ning Que's mind, and the moment he stepped on the path, this pain came from his right foot, his brows suddenly furrowed, and his face instantly turned pale as snow.

Ning Que felt his knees go limp, and he almost fell because of the sudden pain, but he forcibly supported himself on the ground with his hands, pulled himself up again after a buzzing sound, and then glanced at the side of the mountain road.

Cliffs covered with moss can be seen in the green forest. If you look closely, you can probably tell that the lines, like the cracks in the stone under the dense moss, are actually some large characters carved into the stone. However, the vermilion color of these calligraphy strokes has long been obscured by years of wind and rain.

"What a powerful psychic attack. Maybe these words were left by the Rune Master......"

Ning Que stared at those figures, his hands hanging to the side trembled slightly. At that moment, a thousand invisible steel needles were piercing his feet. For an ordinary person, this pain may have made him fall to the ground and cry out in despair. But he was very conscious, although his face was pale and his hands were shaking, as if the pain had no effect on him.

Before, when he looked at the mountain road in the distance from the academy, he saw Xie Chengyun and the others walking on the road with difficulty and late. Although I can't see their facial expressions, I can vaguely feel their pain. Then Ning Que guessed what kind of barrier was set up on the mountain road, he never expected that the assessment on the second floor of the academy would be so barbaric, and such a ferocious rune would be used at the beginning.

Now he finally understood why those outstanding young people who had cultivated the Dao Fa from all directions were walking so this mountain path, as slow as a puppet. Under the runes, any natural environment around the road can become a danger that prevents people from going up the mountain. No one can avoid it, but you have to force it forward!

Ning Que frowned tightly as he watched his right foot step on the gravel path. He suddenly giggled nervously, lifted his abandoned left foot, and stepped on the road with the strength of his waist and leaning forward.

He tread with all his might, as if he was about to step on a path that was about to be broken.

Countless invisible needles came out of the crevices of the rubble and pierced deep into his feet through the hard soles of his feet. The extreme pain quickly replaced the instantaneous itching, and then it clearly entered his brain.

Ning Que's face became even paler. But his furrowed brow gradually relaxed, and then he took a deep breath as a pleasure, and walked forward with a wave of his hands.

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Many people stared at Ning Que and began to pay attention to his behavior when he appeared on the mountain road. They watch consciously or unconsciously, intently or quietly, out of genuine concern or just curiosity, or out of mockery.

They watched as Ning Que stepped on the mountain road, almost falling to the ground with every step. In this case, some of them couldn't help but shake their heads, and even let out a contemptuous laugh.

Priest Morley indifferently conversed with the envoy of the Yan Kingdom, seemingly completely unaware of what was happening on the road. However, after seeing Ning Que fall, he couldn't help but shake his head contemptuously.

As a cultivation genius, after observing for such a long time, Priest Moi could vaguely guess what kind of inhibitory factors the academy had set up on the mountain road. At this time, he could confirm that Ning Que had entered the state of undoubted at most, because Ning Que was suppressed by the Divine Rune-Undoubted State, which looked too miserable? In the process of the academy's magic skills, this may be considered a good level, but for Ning Que, after a few days of tolerance, it is wishful thinking to want to show his strength and rely on his own undoubted state.

Among the students of the academy, Zhong Dajun pointed to the mountain road and sneered: "Grandstanding is grandstanding, he just wants to steal the limelight." He never thought about how much damage he would do to the reputation of the academy by showing off himself in this way.

Situ Yilan couldn't help but pour a cool breath when she saw Ning Que falling. Hearing the ridicule of the crowd, she glared at Zhong Dajun, and then stepped forward to take Jin Wucai's hand and pull the classmates away.

"Your hands are a little cold," Mr. Kim said, looking at her worriedly. Although Jin Wucai, the granddaughter of the old principal, was more concerned about Xie Chengyun, who was still struggling on the mountain road, she was still worried about the female companion around her, because Ning Que didn't seem to have a chance to succeed.

"It doesn't matter. I don't want to see their nasty faces. Situ Yilan glanced at the classmates who were talking to each other behind her, and continued with a sneer. "Even if Ning Que can only take one step on the mountain road, he is better than these guys who don't even dare to give it a try."

Jin Wucai stared at the tree-lined mountain road in the distance, and said anxiously: "I see, I'm afraid Ning Que can't go on anymore."

Situ Yilan didn't answer, just focused on the mountain road, silently cheering for the friends who had long been forgotten by the academy. Suddenly, a hint of surprise appeared on her clear cheeks. Then she pointed to the distance and cried, "Look! See! Ning Que began to walk forward again!

Most of the academy's students noticed what was happening. They watched as Ning Que struggled to get up, and after a brief pause, moved his left foot and took a step forward.

Then Ning Que took the second step, the third step, but only four steps...... Although it was obvious that his body was trembling and moving slowly, he seemed to be walking more and more steadily, as if every step he took was deeply on the hard mountain road!

Someone in the crowd shouted.

A young official from the Tang Imperial Ministry of Rites stood up and stared at the mountain road with excitement on his face. He didn't know who the young student on the mountain road was, and he didn't believe that this young student would be able to defeat Prince Longqing to reach the top. But he felt that his pent-up pride and self-confidence had returned to his body as the young student kept moving forward.

Chu Youxian, who was taking out the second pack of snacks around the corner to eat, was surprised and opened his mouth wide, but he didn't expect to put the snacks in his mouth. Staring at the figure on the mountain road, he suddenly realized that he had never really understood this young man.

Li Yu looked at the mountain road, fell into a brief silence, and then showed a faint smile.

Chen Pipi looked at the mountain road leaning against the window of the old library and sighed, "You are too yourself. Speaking of which... Can you find someone more ruthless in this world than you? I wonder how far you can go? I don't know yet.

With that, he closed the window, and a few green leaves fell.

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A few green leaves fell in the wind, then over Ning Que's shoulders, and finally landed on the ground.

The green forest along the mountain road is made up of many kinds of trees, but this area is mostly planted with bamboo, whose blades are as sharp as sharp knives.

The falling bamboo leaves are actually as sharp as knives, not as sharp as only knives.

With a sharp sound, the bamboo leaves that swept over Ning Que's shoulders directly tore his clothes like a sharp knife, scratched his skin, and finally tore out a thin blood mark.

Ning Que looked at his shoulder, but he didn't see any holes in his clothes, there were no blood stains on the bamboo leaves, and he didn't see any bloody wounds.