This woman is none other than Huyan Peiqing, who guided Luo Yan to the Divine Fire Gate before.

The last time Huyan Peiqing asked Li Junyuan to save Luo Yan outside the sect, he accidentally saw the broken sword in his hand, and the three-inch blunt blade actually caused the black iron she picked up to vibrate, but Li Junyuan was present at the time, so she didn't take it out.

After returning to the sect, Huyan Peiqing has always remembered this incident, and today he specially changed into civilian clothes and came to this open space with a green veil on his face, just to see what is so special about this young man who is holding a broken sword and breaking into his dream?

At present, he is just an ordinary child, but his will is stronger than others, but why did he appear in his dream?

The purple-robed young man who spoke before looked at Luo Yan, who was struggling to climb, and whispered with disdain again: "If you don't have good strength, don't give up as soon as possible, what's the limelight?"

Another young man standing next to him heard his whisper and also pandered, "What Senior Brother Gao Hu said is extremely true. ”

The words of the two drew a look of disgust again.

Luo Yan on the heavenly steps was already dripping blood from the corners of his mouth at this time, the muscles on his face were distorted, and after pausing for a long time on the seventieth step, he began to step up the seventy-first step, and now it was one step at a time, one drop of blood, three steps and one stop.

......

The Giant Sword Gate Recruitment Conference, which opened at the same time as the Tianlingmen Recruitment Conference, was also in full swing at this time, Huang Yuntao had already defeated nine teenagers who challenged him in a row, and if he knocked down one more, he could successfully pass the test.

At this time, a white and chubby young man walked towards him, still holding an uneaten chicken leg in his hand, and when he was less than two meters away, he suddenly threw the chicken leg in his hand into his eyes, and then ran up under his feet and hit him hard.

On another martial arts stage not far away, Zhou Wanyi attracted the opponent's attention with a somewhat chattering voice, and took the opportunity to kick the opponent's crotch, and the young man who was fighting against her fell to the martial arts stage in pain.

In the Ten Thousand Beasts Gate, Li Xingwen was chasing a young beast, and their test requirements were also very direct, the Ten Thousand Beasts Gate released a total of fifty young beasts, and whoever could catch one of them would pass the assessment.

On the steps of the Tianling Gate, when Luo Yan reached the eightieth step, he could no longer stand up, he lay there and fell asleep, only the hands in front of him held the token tightly, for fear that he would fly away if he was not careful.

In his dream, he saw his father, the scorching momentum when the village chief asked him for the thatched hut, the evil smile of Huang Yuntao when he lit the thatched hut, the sad faces of the villagers who dared not speak out, the big watery eyes of Shangguan Feiyu, and the expression of Huyan Peiqing when he persuaded him.

He felt that his body began to sink, his will began to dissipate, his soul left his body, and he floated back to the Heavenly Spirit Gate, back to the ridiculed Giant Sword Mountain, the Divine Fire Gate that was driven down the mountain, and the Spirit Beast Valley where he escaped from death......

His consciousness became more and more blurred, and just as he was about to fall again, Hu Yan Peiqing's voice suddenly came into his mind from the broken sword on his body: "Stand up, you are a man, you can't overcome this difficulty, how can you take revenge, how can you talk about cultivating to become an immortal?"

Although the voice was not loud, every word fell into the depths of his heart, imprinted in it, sprouted a young shoot, and then formed a clear sweet spring, which spread to all parts of his body, nourished every end of the neuron, and rekindled his desire to move forward.

After Huyan Peiqing's voice, Shangguan Feiyu's voice sounded in his mind again: "Brother Luo Yan, wake up, don't sleep, you still have a lot of stone steps to finish, hurry up, I'll wait for you in front!"

The slightly childish voice struck at his soul.

Knock, knock, knock......

In the constant tapping sound, his fingers moved, and after a while, his eyelids slowly lifted, and he found that he was lying on the cold stone steps, and there was no one else around, and the scene just now was just what he thought when he was unconscious.

After waking up, he sat up, felt the impact of the coercion at the moment, let go of the tense nerves, and let every cell enjoy the baptism of pressure.

In the depths of my soul, I reproduced the twilight just now, turning humiliation into strength and sadness into motivation.

Two hours later he moved again, and began to pound the eighty-first stone steps.

The people on the small platform saw him take another step, and they all stood up in surprise, and the head of the person sitting in the middle said in a deep voice: "This son is definitely not an ordinary person!"

Li Junyuan was also surprised to show an incredulous expression, and Gu Xiaowei opened her mouth wide in surprise.

Every step Luo Yan took now, stepping on the stone steps, stepped on the depths of these people's minds.

For a moment, Li Junyuan even regretted agreeing to Huyan Peiqing's request and taking him to the high ground opposite the sect, was this a little too cruel?

For a moment, Gu Xiaowei also began to regret giving him the token, which was destroying his life.

For a moment, the boss began to wonder if he had set the selection difficulty too much, was this a little unkind?

For a moment, the white-robed girl who had already reached the top resented herself and persuaded him to continue to persevere, was this harming him?

In the open space in front of the heavenly steps, the birds became silent at this moment, whether it was the crowd watching, or the teenager who was teleported back, they all concentrated, looking at the slow boy, moving slowly, his steps were smaller than a turtle, and the speed was slower than a snail, but everyone waited patiently.

I don't know when, Huyan Peiqing's vision has become blurred, a tear flowed from the corner of her eye, and her rock-solid heart cracked a gap that she didn't even know about, and a seed took the opportunity to slip in.

In the originally blue sky, a white cloud floated out of nowhere, just suspended above Luo Yan's head, shielding him from the scorching sun.

Luo Yan's speed was still very slow, he was climbing as hard as he could, blood running down his legs, staining the stone steps behind him red.

Ninety steps, the stone steps behind Luo Yan have been dyed red;

At level ninety-one, he could no longer stand up, and instead crawled forward;

Ninety-two, he is still working hard;

At level ninety-three, he still didn't give up, his palms were broken, and he began to support his body with his elbows, dragging his body forward;

Ninety-four levels, this is already his ultimate limit;

Ninety-five steps, he couldn't climb anymore, and after spitting out the last mouthful of blood in his mouth, he hung the stone steps in front of him with his jaw, trying to move one more step forward.

One, two, three...... ，

Suddenly, his hand holding the token was raised above his head, and he fell straight forward.