Whoosh!

In the sea of clouds where the peaks of Canglan Academy towered, several figures looked nervous, and they were looking for something.

After a while, their eyes locked, and one by one they fell to the ground like arrows.

"Dean, something is wrong, Si Xueyi has broken seven levels in a row!"

They were the elders of Canglan Academy, their expressions were apprehensive and excited, and their hearts were pounding and pounding as they spoke.

In his eyes, it was still difficult to hide the shock.

Doing it in one go, breaking through seven levels in a row, what an amazing move.

What's more, it's too fast!

Si Xueyi's speed is too fast, and it is not that no one has passed the seven levels before, but their speed is not even one-tenth of Si Xueyi's.

"I know."

Feng Haoyu's expression was calm, just looking at the six dragon shadows on the top of the tower, his eyes flashing, making people not know what he was thinking.

"This is so weird, do you want to go in and have a look?"

An elder suggested.

"yes, this has never happened, isn't he really going to the top?"

Another elder said.

At the mention of ascending to the top, the expressions of the four elders who came together became complicated.

It has always been rumored that the top of the Xuanlong Pagoda hides some kind of treasure, which is related to a certain taboo in the legend.

But rumors are rumors after all, and no one has climbed to the top of the tower for 900 years.

No one knows what is on the top of the Xuanlong Tower.

"If there is really a treasure at the top of the tower, it should belong to Canglan Academy." One of them spoke, tentatively.

Feng Haoyu's face did not change, he looked like he had nothing to do with himself, and said lightly: "I can't get in if I want to go in now, if there is really a treasure, when this kid comes out, it's not too late for you to grab it." ”

His words were sarcastic, and as soon as these words came out, the expressions of the four elders suddenly became embarrassed.

"Don't think about it, he won't get to the top of the tower."

Feng Haoyu said calmly and firmly: "In the past nine hundred years, how many geniuses have tried, you don't know at all, without exception, all of them have failed. ”

The Xuanlong Pagoda is the treasure of Canglan Academy, coveted by countless people, and even outside the Cangxuan Mansion, there are often forces interfering.

"Go down first."

Feng Haoyu waved his hand and asked several elders to step back.

After the four elders left, Feng Haoyu looked strange and muttered, "This little guy is really unexpected, what is the origin?" ”

He stared at the Xuanlong Tower, as if he wanted to see through the Xuanlong Pagoda in the midst of all the holy radiance.

But the Xuanlong Tower was always shrouded in a mysterious mist, and no matter how he peeked, it was not difficult to see the truth clearly.

Breaking seven levels in a row in one breath can be regarded as a shocking stone.

But the last three levels are completely different from the previous levels, with Si Xueyi's current cultivation and strength, there is no possibility of breaking through.

Xuanlong Tower.

The stairs leading to the last eighth floor have no end in sight, and there are probably tens of thousands of steps in this thousand-fold staircase.

"No wonder they can't pass the eighth level, and this thousand-heavy ladder can't be walked through at all."

Si Xueyi gasped when she saw it, and she couldn't help but be shocked.

But it doesn't matter, he has a free thug, and he can walk slowly on this thousand ladders.

You can still cultivate while walking, and you can just break through the realm of the true yuan and come to the second realm of the true realm, the true spirit realm.

"The thousand-fold ladder of the last three levels, this saint can't help you."

Bai Yixuan saw through what Si Xueyi was thinking, and said softly.

"Then it looks like the only option is to abstain."

Si Xueyi didn't seem to have the intention of insisting.

"It's okay to abstain, but before abstaining, you have to tell Ben Sheng, who is the man in white in the picture scroll?"

Bai Yixuan was suddenly anxious, he still wanted to know who the master wanted to see and what was the meaning of the picture scroll left behind.

This way has gone through several levels in a row, and Si Xueyi refuses to reveal a word about the identity of the man in white.

"There is also the Dragon Prison Holy Elephant Technique, how can you do it, this is the martial arts created by the master himself......"

Bai Yixuan held back his stomach problem, he had already lost his temper by Si Xueyi, and he didn't want him to go at all.

Si Xueyi looked at the thousand-heavy ladder in front of him, and it was obvious that he had no intention of abstaining.

This time, the thousand-heavy ladder is indeed different from the previous levels.

"Xiaobai, you have a lot of questions."

Si Xueyi smiled casually.

Bai Yixuan said: "Who is the man in white, answer this first." ”

Si Xueyi smiled and said, "You better change the question, you can say everything else, but you can't say this." ”

"Why?"

Bai Yixuan was puzzled.

Why?

The corners of Si Xueyi's mouth hooked up a wry smile, and her beautiful and lazy face rarely showed a helpless look.

That's his father, one of the Three Emperors, Emperor Si Xueqing!

God knows why this old thing, in the picture scroll, is still independent, a beautiful woman who does not eat fireworks in the world.

is still the person who the Dragon Emperor has to see when he is alone, if I remember correctly, these two should have been mortal enemies back then.

"The Dragon's Hell Icon"

Bai Yixuan changed the question.

Si Xueyi didn't hesitate this time, and said, "My father taught me, how did he get it, you have to ask yourself...... But he's been dead for years. ”

Bai Yixuan's face showed a look of loss, and what he said was equivalent to not saying it.

Seeing him like this, Si Xueyi couldn't help but laugh, and said, "It's also strange that a place like Heavenly Desolate City can produce such a simple sword saint as you...... No wonder it is called the last white moonlight in Heavenly Desolate City, how do you know that I didn't lie to you? ”

Bai Yixuan was slightly stunned, and then his face was cold, his eyes were full of murderous aura, and he looked at Si Xueyi coldly: "Don't challenge the bottom line of this saint." ”

Si Xueyi smiled, not teasing him, and diverted the topic: "This thousand ladders, you really can't help me?" ”

Bai Yixuan looked at the thousand-fold ladder and said: "This thousand-fold ladder leading to the top of the tower can only be walked by yourself, if you don't believe it, just try it." ”

As he spoke, he walked up the steps by himself, then turned to look at Si Xueyi and motioned for him to come up.

"When I don't dare?"

Si Xueyi was not intimidated, his eyes were surging with sharpness, and he raised his legs and stepped forward.

But at his feet, the moment he just stepped out, the thousand-heavy ladder suddenly disappeared.

He looked down and saw an abyss beneath his feet, and a terrifying chill roared from the abyss.

It's cold!

In addition to the coldness, there is also a strong breath of death, which goes straight to the soul and makes people tremble.

Si Xueyi gasped, hurriedly retracted his feet and retreated directly.

His face was full of fear, if this kick was a little faster, he would fall directly into the abyss.

I shuddered instantly, and my back was cold.

"What's going on?"

Si Xueyi looked up, and the 10,000 steps in front of him were facing straight up, Bai Yixuan was sitting on them, and the steps were real.

Bai Yixuan's face turned pale, and he said with a smile: "This saint has said a long time ago, there will always be times when you beg me in this Xuanlong Tower, but now it is useless for you to beg me, you can't pass this level." ”

Si Xueyi looked at him, Bai Yixuan raised his eyebrows and smiled, not hiding his smugness at all.

His resentment against Si Xueyi was held back for a long time, and now it was finally released.

"There are no good people in the Heavenly Desolate City......"

Si Xueyi sighed.

Bai Yixuan didn't object, but said leisurely: "In the place where the demons of the world gather in the Heavenly Desolate City, there may really be no good people, but are there any outside the Heavenly Desolate City?" ”

Si Xueyi's expression was slightly stunned, and he couldn't help but sound the snow in the nine-hundred-year-old imperial capital, and remembered his father who had made countless great achievements but was about to be beheaded.

They looked at each other and were silent for a long time, and suddenly, both of them laughed tacitly.

Bai Yixuan said: "You are not very old, and you are also a person with a story, and you are also a fallen person at the end of the world, this saint will give you a chance." You tell me who the man in white is, and I'll help you once. ”

Si Xueyi was amused in her heart, and she went around and around again.

This Bai Yixuan is really a liar, and he doesn't know how to deceive, but he can pull out such a nonsense as falling into people at the end of the world at the same time.

"You say."

Si Xueyi said quietly.

Bai Yixuan said: "Even if you don't die if you fall from here, you will lose your qualification to reach the top, although I can't help you directly, but I can give you a chance to start over, how about it?" ”

He said expectantly.

"Not good."

Si Xueyi said with a smile.

Bai Yixuan's face immediately crossed over, and he said with a look of pity: "How many people can't ask for the opportunity, you actually don't appreciate it, fail once, try again, the chance of success will be much greater." ”

Si Xueyi ignored him and pondered it himself.

From Bai Yixuan's words, it can be known that what he saw just now was indeed not an illusion, and he would really fall directly.

The people before all failed to get here, and it is estimated that they fell a lot.

But Bai Yixuan sat upright by himself, which showed that the steps were indeed real.

Si Xueyi stepped forward cautiously, closed his eyes, and tapped with his toes, and there was a real touch on his toes.

But with a little effort, the soles of his feet were empty again, and he was so frightened that he quickly retreated.

So repeatedly, Si Xueyi tried more than ten times, and was more careful over and over again.

Bai Yixuan finally couldn't stand it anymore, and said with disdain: "A timid monk like you, this saint has never seen one in nine hundred years. ”

"Martial arts cultivation, cultivation is to have the courage to go and never return, and to move forward. The warrior is sharp, and he would rather bend than bend. The heart of the Tao, unswerving to death, my generation, why be afraid of death! ”

Si Xueyi smiled: "But I'm really afraid of death." ”

Bai Yixuan said angrily: "If you are afraid of death, you will abstain, don't rub around here." ”

Si Xueyi looked at the endless thousand-heavy ladder and sighed: "But I really want to climb to the top, this tower is ...... There really seems to be something appealing to me. ”

Bai Yixuan immediately put on a smiling face and said: "Then you beg me, this saint has said to give you a chance, you just need to tell me who the man in white is." ”

Si Xueyi said with a smile: "Next time you use the agitation method, don't change your expression so quickly, it's easy to be seen through, little white!" ”

Bai Yixuan's smile froze, his expression turned gloomy, and he stared at Si Xueyi viciously, unable to speak angrily.

This guy really doesn't get oil and salt, it's too damaging, he can see it when he sees it, and he deliberately says it out to anger him.

"Then you will slowly consume it, this saint has time and you consume, and when you fall, you will naturally ask for this saint."

Bai Yixuan closed his eyes angrily, out of sight and out of mind.

"Not necessarily."

But at this moment, Si Xueyi smiled confidently, her handsome face, sunny and brilliant, gentle and charming like a spring breeze.

"My generation, why not be afraid of death!"

Si Xueyi laughed loudly and stepped directly on the steps in front of him.

Rumble!

The moment he stepped on, the soles of his feet emptied, and the steps disappeared, turning into an endless abyss full of chill and death.

Bai Yixuan, who had closed his eyes, was also shocked, and quickly opened his eyes.

Si Xueyi was in the air, and his body kept falling.

Under the abyss, the true yuan in his purple mansion seemed to be imprisoned and could not be used, and even the sand of reincarnation was dim, as if it had lost all its vitality.

Everything seems unreal, only the wind in the ears is extremely real.

The chill is surging, and the air of death is invading.