Mu Rin walked through the thousand steps easily, and the pressure finally followed, making her a little struggling. But her pace did not stop, and she walked steadily and seriously step by step.

After about half an hour, Mu Rin stopped at the two thousand five hundred and fifty-fifth steps—this was the place where she fainted from exhaustion back then, and she was deeply impressed.

There were still dried blood stains on the steps, and she smiled slightly, it turned out that she was stronger than she thought.

As if he had let go of a little worry, Mu Rin took another step and continued to walk forward. After another seven or eight hours, she walked to more than 8,000 steps and met Fengling.

The two stood on the same step, one tall and one short, silently staring at each other for a while. There is a lot of pressure here, no matter who is holding on, no one is in the mood to make a few small talks.

Feng Ling still has the strength to dance with his eyebrows, thinking that this little beauty is not simple, he walked here alone and did not change his face, he must not show a little discomfort, lest he be despised by her!

Mu Rin thought, this second highness's strength is not as good as his temperament, sure enough, people who look simple are often not so simple, this guy is definitely not easy to deal with, she has to behave unfathomably!

The facial expressions of the two suddenly became the same breezy and light, light-hearted, relaxed and casual, and at the same time, they took upward steps without changing their faces, one step, two steps, three steps......

For a while, Fengling was a few steps behind Mu Rin, and for a while, Mu Rin was overtaken by a few steps, so that you came and went back and forth, and they reached the ninth thousand, nine hundred steps at the same time, and the two looked at each other hostilely, and there seemed to be a spark crackling and colliding in their eyes, and finally the ninety-ninth order!

It seems that whoever arrives first proves who is stronger.

The two of them stepped up the stairs at the same time, and suddenly felt a sudden increase in pressure. The coercion of the last ninety-ninth order is not at all the same level as the previous one! This is completely crushing!!

After walking the twenty-third step, Mu Rin couldn't help coughing up a mouthful of blood. Obviously, Fengling on her side is no better, her face is like gold paper, and sweat is like rain.

The legs and feet seem to weigh a thousand pounds, and they can't move away. It's just a few dozen steps, as if it's been a long time of two or three hundred years. The two of them stood on the 9,990th steps at the same time, tilting their heads to each other and looking speechless, both of them looked embarrassed.

After a moment of competition and silence, Feng Ling suddenly couldn't help laughing, happy and free. Mu Rin was infected by him, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were also dyed with smiles, like spring flowers and a clear moon.

Her prejudice against him suddenly dissipated a lot.

Feng Ling stretched out his hand with difficulty, Mu Rin raised his eyebrows, and put his hand on it without hesitation, the two tightened their hands at the same time, clasped together, and got closer at the same time, as if they had a support.

Both of their palms were a little sticky, I don't know if it was blood or sweat mixed together, not very comfortable, but in this case, no one disliked each other. The immortal power on their bodies was already running wildly, but this time, it followed the veins in their palms, like the flowing water on a high mountain, slanted down, and was transported to each other, and soon returned to their bodies after a circle, and seemed to become more condensed.

The immortal power of the two is one wood and one fire, which happens to form the momentum of wood and fire. But even this is too unbelievable, if all the attributes that complement each other can be like this, wouldn't it be too easy to cultivate? But there is no similar record in the book on the method of cultivation...... However, only this explanation seems to make sense......

Mu Rin was surprised and thought, but Feng Ling was not surprised at all, it seemed that the problem was on him.

Gritting his teeth and walking six steps together, Mu Rin felt that his internal organs were crushed to the extreme step by step, and even if the wood fire was bright, he couldn't help them move on.

And the last three steps!

Suddenly, a piece of music came melodiously, it was "Flowing Water"! The performer's skills were very superb, and the aftermath lingered for 300 days, giving people a kind of visual and auditory feast-like enjoyment.

In the first section of the piano sound, the water flow of the whole song is rising, vaguely hinting at the theme tone of the whole song. In the second and third paragraphs, the sound of various springs of mountain streams and streams and waterfalls splashing is written in overtones. The fourth and fifth sections show that the spring of ten thousand ravines flows out of the mountain into the torrent, and gradually has a turbulent trend. Since the sixth section, the water flows into the vast ocean, and the rapids cross the gorge and cross the beach, forming a stormy and unstoppable momentum, conveying the character of not fearing hardships and dangers and moving forward bravely. The seventh and eighth sections are the aftermath of the high and tidal waves, which are slow and urgent, and gradually calm down. The ninth stanza ends with a faint and fleeting atmosphere.

This piece is full of the wonderful sound of the unity of heaven and man, and exudes the atmosphere of nature, earth, and man. It seems to show the scene in front of the listener, combining the virtual and the real, the scene is integrated, and the artistic conception is lofty.

At the end of the song, the indescribable ethereal and quiet, back to basics, seems to be a little murderous...... Mu Rin seemed to feel something, and moved her fingers hard, causing Feng Ling to turn her head and look at her with difficulty.

Mu Rin blinked, and slowly calmed down the running immortal power. Feng Ling and her immortal power were one, and she felt everything clearly, and frowned almost slightly. It wasn't until she nodded lightly at him that Feng Ling finally made up her mind to do what she did, and slowly calmed down the immortal power that was frantically surging towards Mu Rin.

Now there is no trace of immortal power left in the immortal veins of the two of them.

The overwhelming coercion made Feng Ling's expression distort, and he couldn't help coughing up two mouthfuls of blood.

What should I do next? He shook Mu Rin's hand, only to feel that the slightest force was like being cut by a thousand knives.

Although he is also at the rank of Da Luo Jin Immortal, Mu Rin's cultivation is not as good as Fengling, but his bearing capacity is obviously higher than him. Mu Rin tried his best to shake it back, giving Feng Ling a reassuring look, then closed his eyes and calmed down, trying to eliminate all the distracting thoughts in his mind, returning to the basics, and then slowly, little by little, he took a step forward.

Then Feng Ling saw that she had spent an hour moving her steps, and she had really gone up a step!

What the hell, is this okay? Feng Ling's eyes widened.

He also followed Mu Rin's example, closed his eyes and concentrated, and slowly moved his steps, but in front of him was like an invisible barrier, frantically resisting his advance.

Is this still a division of people?

It was so stalemate again, and the two held hands, and Mu Rin couldn't continue to go up. She sighed, and just as she didn't know what to do, she suddenly thought of a new way to her heart.

Mu Rin motioned to Fengling with his eyes to be calm for a while, and then reactivated the immortal power. Feng Ling couldn't go any further anyway, so he just watched her move.

At the penultimate level, the cultivation was suppressed, and the immortal power in Mu Rin's body was running very slowly. She was extremely patient as she slowly gathered the fire elementals around her, condensing them on her two arms.

Feng Ling felt with great interest the feeling that his arm was also condensed with the immortal power of the fire element, and the immortal power in his body was indeed quite magical when he was dominated, as if his body was more than one of his masters.

After maintaining it slowly for three days and three nights, Feng Ling couldn't help but yawn, but Mu Rin suddenly moved.

She leaned down and bent her knees, one foot pressed against the steps at the side of her foot, and the other foot firmly on the ground, using this as support to stabilize the bottom plate. One hand was still grasping Feng Ling's hand, and the other suddenly held Feng Ling's arm. She suddenly exerted her strength and shook the two arms that were swollen with immortal power and filled with immortal veins, and she actually threw Feng Ling up!

Damn!!That's fine?!!

Feng Ling felt the sky spinning, spun around in the air, and then quickly crossed the two steps, and fell the highest step!

All the coercion on his body disappeared in an instant, and he rubbed his handsome face, and suddenly felt a sense of separation. This is so showy, it can be done like this!

He hurriedly looked back at Mu Rin, who was still standing in place, as if he had changed into a person in such a short period of time. Her whole body was covered with a layer of blood, and her light-colored clothes were so badly dyed that it looked as if she had been soaked in blood, and her two arms were slowly oozing red blood, dripping down her pale and weak hands.

Feng Ling felt guilty about someone for the first time, and was about to go down to help her, when a transparent barrier blocked in front of him, causing him to be bounced back.

"Don't affect her. An indifferent voice sounded from behind Feng Ling, it was the real person of Zhichuan who had left the customs.

Feng Ling felt that Orikawa Zhenren's gaze at him was like frozen ice, which made him a little creepy. He touched his nose with some weakness, it is undeniable that it is because of him that other people's apprentices have become such miserable.

Mu Rin didn't notice the confrontation between the two above, and she couldn't raise her head at all. Calmly continue to concentrate and calm down, regain strength under extreme suppression, and then return to the previous state of returning to the basics, slowly and step by step up the steps. This time, after a full seven hours, she finally managed to reach the top.

The first thing she did was to bow in Master's direction, thanking Master for helping her through the difficult time with the sound of the piano. Orikawa was expressionless, neither verbal nor responsive.

Mu Rin was very uncertain in her heart, and she didn't know that she thought that her master had been transferred, how could she be so abnormal...... Her appearance was really miserable and embarrassing, and she didn't even see it.

Feng Ling roughly understood what she was thinking at the moment, and immediately took out a cloak and draped it on her, the black and gold luxury style looked like his own daily wear.

Mu Rin smiled at him gratefully, Feng Ling raised his eyebrows and chuckled, how could the two of them look a little ambiguous.

"You come with me. After Zhenren Zhichuan finished speaking to Fengling, he turned around and left directly.

Mu Rin didn't know how she had made her master unhappy, and she planned to go back to take a bath first, so she hurriedly nodded goodbye to Fengling and walked in the direction of the dormitory.

Zhichuan Zhenren's footsteps paused, and when he heard the apprentice behind him not only did not catch up with him to explain, but walked elsewhere, his heart was even more upset.

Fengling followed Zhechuan Zhenren slowly, and couldn't help but pull away some distance. I just felt that he was like a glacier in the North Sea, and he was just cold, and he was still bubbling cold air around.

He finally finished the 3,000 mixed yuan enchantment of Nalaoshzi, and now he hasn't recovered yet, why do you want to destroy him like this! Poor Fairy Mu Rin, it is too difficult to make a living under such a glacier master......

Zhechuan Zhenren took Fengling to the nearest guest hall, Fengling looked at the Zhechuan Zhenren with a bad face, and did not dare to put the dust on the beak chair, so he simply sat down with a throw.

Who would have thought that he didn't even serve tea, and Zhichuan Zhenren said coldly: "Are you interested in the apprentice?"