The sharp force cut through the skin, but the pain in the body was nothing.

It was like a hammer in the depths of the soul, falling with every step of his own life, slamming heavily into the depths of his mind;

It is like having a blunt saw, cutting its own will back and forth;

Not to mention the thousands of needles that have never stopped.

What no one expected was that Yunluo's eyes were clear at this moment.

Sixteen years of lonely life, countless times struggling to survive in the mud, the clouds fall like steel cast iron.

I have never had a childhood, and every day I have lived is worried about whether my life will end tonight;

has suffered a lot, since he picked up the rags when he was youngest, he has been fighting with others all the time, and I don't know how many broken bones have been silently picked up by himself one night;

After countless times of despair and struggle, he survived, lived well, and waited for such an opportunity, and he would never let it go.

Forgetting whether there was a way out ahead, forgetting the heavy joys and sorrows of life, tears flowed uncontrollably on his face, and it was extremely painful. The corners of Yunluo's mouth actually flashed with a smile: "God, do you want to pay back what you owe me in the past today?"

Another step, the pain was even worse, and his eyes were clear.

I don't know when the white fog in front of the eyes of the young people on the mountain has disappeared without a trace, and they can clearly see everything around them.

As one figure took the initiative to withdraw or fell to the ground, above the eighty-fifth level, there were only five people left.

Cui Pheasant's hair was messy, his clothes were ragged, he stretched out his hand with difficulty, and wanted to climb up the next level, the eighty-seven steps were in front of him, close at hand, far away from the end of the world, and his arm fell to the ground in a slump of heart, and his eyes were full of unwillingness. The body and soul that have been nourished by the family with various natural treasures since childhood are under such mental attacks and coercion, and they can't bear it.

Pei Zhen squirted out a mouthful of blood again, "Lao Tzu is not playing, if you go down again, you will have to die here!" Suddenly seeing Cui Pheasant, who was one level above him, he had a little strength out of nowhere, and rolled up to the eighty-sixth level stiffly, spitting blood again in his mouth, and said with a smile: "Sister fairy, what a coincidence." ”

Fu Tianqi actually suffered less than everyone else before this, and thanks to his sloppy master's special training since childhood, he was able to subtly change the trajectory of some Yuan Qi.

But this method became useless after ascending the sixty-seven stone steps, and the telekinetic attack on the soul, and the constant coercion around him crushed his already thin body, and he bent over, hunched his back, bent his knees, vomited blood, and walked up the eighty-seventh step, and then fell to his knees.

Under the water curtain, his sloppy master quietly burst into tears.

Lu Qi squinted slightly, her body was trembling, and her messy hair had been chopped to pieces with energy, but she was still standing, which was not easy.

Since she was a child, she has not been raised in the boudoir, but has traveled around under a pseudonym following the worship of the clan, between the mountains and rivers, a Dao heart has gradually condensed, and the soul has been nourished and nurtured to be extremely strong, enough to support her to the eighty-eighth step, but it can only support her to here.

As soon as Lu Qi's feet stood on the eighty-nine stone steps, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and suddenly fell to the ground, unable to move a single step.

In the pavilion, Jiang Yan, who called Yunluo a "ruthless man", was also a little unbearable, looking at the awe-inspiring figure in the water curtain, and was silent for a long time.

Chen Qingfeng said softly: "Eighty-nine to ninety-four, these five levels are even more painful than all the previous ones combined. ”

Jiang Yan keenly discovered a question, "Then the last five levels are not the same?"

Chen Qingfeng was silent for a while, "It's a test and a gift." ”

On the mountain bag, Elder Mo and the other old man were silent with amusement, and Bai Qingyue said hatefully: "What kind of luck did this mud leg hit!"

Yunluo didn't know if he was lucky, if the past sixteen years were the price of luck, the price was too great.

Every step is faltering, but miraculously another step is taken.

The cheeks and arms were cut by the qi and the blood slowly oozed out.

There were too many mouths, mixed together, and from a distance it looked like a bloody man, and the long blood stains stained the stairs into a bright red and eye-catching carpet, as if a grand celebration was waiting for its owner to reach the top and announce it.

"How far can he go?"

"It's time to stop, it's all like that,, still walking?!"

The eyes of everyone under the water curtain were already involuntarily attracted by the clouds, and their heartbeats seemed to be beating with his steps.

Cui Pheasant sat slumped on the stone steps, looking at the figure from a high place, she never thought that she would need to look up to someone else one day, especially someone who had never been looked at by her.

Lu Qi tilted his head, was that person the same teenager who was with the prodigal before?

Fu Tianqi woke up, Pei Zhen sat cross-legged, watching the clouds fall, there was a slight joy in his expression, but there was also some regret, it seemed that he could do better?

Almost simultaneously, the four struggled to their feet and took a step upwards in unison.

Under the water curtain, there was an exclamation.

In the pavilion, Chen Qingfeng was relieved, and Jiang Yan laughed!

Seeing the wise and thinking together, the good is great.

His heart was beating like a drum, and there was only a trace of sanity left in Yunluo, who stepped heavily on the ninety-fifth steps.

Yunluo looked around and found that he was in a wilderness, not far ahead, a man was chasing another woman, the woman was already wounded, the distance was slowly pulled in, and finally the man successfully intercepted the woman, slashed to death, and her head rolled off. Yunluo was on the sidelines, watching coldly.

"Why don't you save it!" a majestic voice asked!

Yunluo said lightly: "Life and death happen all the time, and if you meet it, you have to save it?" How do I know what grievances and entanglements the two have, if this woman poisons the man, and the man finally succeeds in revenge, I will also save it?"

The voice of majesty was silent.

Heaven and earth changed, he stood in a sword and sword shadow, fighting in the wilderness, a group of people are being surrounded and suppressed by another group of masked masters, among the people who are surrounded and suppressed, there are old and weak women and children, several men are difficult to resist, but they have gradually exhausted, and it is a tragic situation of slaughter. Yunluo just watched quietly, motionless, until they were slaughtered by the masked men one by one.

"Why don't you save it!" the majestic voice sounded again, and the voice was full of anger!

Yunluo replied calmly, "I can't save it." ”

"If you don't want to see injustice, draw a sword to help, what's the use of your cultivation, what's the use of cultivating to become a true immortal, after all, you are a rat who only cares about yourself!"

"If your own ability is enough, you can calm down the incident, this is clearly not something I can interfere in, put myself in it in vain, you Sword Sect accept apprentices, do you want such a fool!"

The voice of majesty said angrily: "Bold!"

A soft voice sounded next to him: "Little brother, what do you think you can do?"

"I have firmly remembered the words and deeds of the perpetrator, and I will consider the beginning and end of tonight's events, and I will consider it after finding someone reliable or I am strong. "Anyway, Yunluo told everything he remembered just now, and it was exactly the same.

At this moment, the majestic voice was silent, but the soft voice said: "If, I mean, you really need to sacrifice your life to save one day, what will you do?"

Yunluo bowed to the place where the voice came from, "Stay this useful body, don't save anyone, I am willing to save the world!"

From nowhere, a distant voice sounded, "Good!"

Yunluo opened his eyes at the end of the mountain road, and a stone monument slowly rose beside him, and he turned his head with difficulty.

"I have climbed this mountain eighty-one times, all of them are organic and concerned about the test, wind, rain, thunder and fire are obstacles, the illusion is charming, the gods quench the soul, the road is the direction, especially this road is the most difficult, all kinds of hardships in the road are gifts......."

Reading and reading, Yunluo saw a flower in front of him, and a middle-aged man in white with a sword appeared on the stone steps, with a tall figure and an angular face, showing the awe-inspiring and murderous aura of sword cultivation, he looked at Yunluo quietly, nodded and said, "Yes, your choice is good." ”

Yunluo remembered that the last lofty voice was what the person in front of him said, although he didn't know his identity, he bowed tremblingly, "I've seen my predecessors." ”

The white-clothed swordsman sighed: "It's been thirty years, and finally someone has climbed here from the eighty-first one. ”

Yunluo said: "It's just a fluke, I don't know what the seniors have to say." ”

His whole person was already in extreme consumption, otherwise with his acumen, he would definitely be able to find the contradiction between what the man in white said and what the man in green shirt said.

The white-clothed swordsman restrained his hands, "I am Jing Yuheng, since you can get here, I will give you a chance." ”

Yunluo wanted to scratch his head a little, who is Jing Yuheng, it looks like he is very famous, and if he asks, he will definitely offend people, hey.

The white-clothed swordsman noticed Yunluo's appearance, and frowned slightly, "You don't know?"

Yunluo nodded embarrassedly, but Jing Yuheng laughed, "It's okay." I have sixteen sword styles, one of the sword qi operation methods, all of which are taught to you, I wish you to practice well. ”

Yunluo was overjoyed, this is not a time to pretend, didn't he come to the Sword Sect to learn this, but he didn't see Jing Yuheng make any moves, and a ball of light quietly floated out and flew into the sea of knowledge that fell in the clouds.

"Huh?" Jing Yuheng was slightly surprised, "You kid is a little interesting." ”

Yunluo looked up suspiciously, but Jing Yuheng didn't talk about it again, just warned him that he needed to practice diligently, and after half a year, the light group of Zhihai would disappear, and how much he could learn would depend on his chance.

"I almost forgot, there is a stone tablet next to you, and there is a pen next to it, and you write your name on it. ”

After speaking, he disappeared in place, and Yunluo once again respectfully thanked him.

The stone tablet densely written with words just now slowly descended, and Yunluo turned around with difficulty and saw another stone tablet.

Compared with the dense piece just now, this piece is much looser, there are only a dozen names on it, Yunluo looked down in turn, the first place was the "Jing Yuheng" I heard just now, and the last name was also a person I had never heard of, "Ling Qingyun", the names are quite good.

Picking up the pen next to him, Yunluo fell under the three words of Ling Qingyun, wrote his name, and the pen in his hand was like a carving knife, magically carving Yunluo's handwriting on the stone tablet.

Putting down the pen and looking around, he suddenly realized that he had really climbed up!

Looking at his beggar-like clothes and the wounds that were still slowly oozing blood, he walked towards the flat ground in the middle of the mountaintop.

Up and down the mountain, in the pavilion, and on the mountain, everyone looked at the slowly moving figure in silence, with envy, respect, love, jealousy, joy, and resentment in their eyes.

The blood-red carpet was slowly spreading towards the throne in the center, Yunluo sat down with difficulty, wiped his hands lightly on his cheeks, looked at the bright red blood stains on his hands, and laughed, "You really look like a man today!"