Nangong Bi Kite asked quietly. Next to her stood Ling Aofan and several extraordinary-looking academy disciples.

"Although Ye Qingchen has walked to the eighth stone step, but what about this? Starting from the ninth stone step, the relics of the saint will have a qualitative change, how can Ye Qingchen continue to move forward?" said one person, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows filled with disdain.

The rest of the people bowed their heads one after another, convinced of this man's words. There are a total of thirteen stone steps in the Valley of Stone Statue Ruins, and the stone statues of saints from the outside to the inside are getting stronger and denser.

The thirteen stone steps are divided into five realm levels: the first three stone steps are called 'Dianshui'. A little water realm, like a dragonfly dotting water, is a state of shallow taste. Although the Stone Statue Ruins Valley was exclusive to Heavenly Realm cultivators, those with strong wills at the other levels of the first three stone steps were not unavoidable.

Levels 4 to 8 are called 'double heavens'. On these five stone steps, the will of the saint spreads from the spirit to the **, double pressure, and those who do not have the spiritual power of the heavenly realm to protect the body are out!

Levels 9 to 11 are 'Illusions'. As the name suggests, on these stone steps, the power of the saint's will has been so strong that it can be terrifying, and it can derive illusions, virtual and real, true and false, even if the person with a strong spiritual will, if he is not careful, he will be lost in it and can no longer move forward.

The twelfth level is 'Inner Demons'. As the saying goes, people have seven emotions and six desires, normal people, more or less have their own stories, and those hidden in the heart of the past often become the source of demons. For thousands of years, the imperial capital has been arrogant, and there are not a few people who have broken on this stone step.

The thirteenth is 'Glory'. After going through the test of the previous twelve stone steps, coming to the thirteenth stone step is a glorious thing in itself. Here, although the will of the saint is stronger, it is no longer an unbearable burden for those who have come step by step with their feet on the ground. Here, the Stone Relic Canyon will reward those who succeed with a 'glory' --- a stroke of luck!

"How many geniuses are there in the Imperial Capital Academy, and how many people have stopped in the illusion realm? Ye Qingchen's attempt to reach the top of the realm is undoubtedly a fool's dream. The other snorted coldly.

"Yes, I bet that Ye Qingchen will never be able to get out of the third order of the illusion realm. ”

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Nangong Qingyuan's expression improved a little after hearing this, she looked at Ling Aofan and asked softly, "Cousin, what do you say?" Ling Aofan looked at Ye Qingchen and responded, "I think what they said is not unreasonable. However, since Ye Qingchen was able to use the Realm Cultivation to reach the eighth level, I think the first two levels of the third level of the Illusion Realm should not be able to trap her. ”

"You mean she can go to the eleventh level?" Nangong Bi Yuan frowned.

"Not bad. Ling Aofan nodded. Although he didn't want Ye Qingchen to be too prominent, it seemed to be the case.

"And what if she can get out of the eleventh level illusion?"

"Walk out?" Ling Aofan raised his eyebrows, then glanced at the group of people around him, and said with a smile, "If I'm not mistaken, you've all stepped on the eleventh stone steps before, right?"

When several people heard this, a glint slipped under their eyes, and a sneer appeared on the corner of their mouths.

As a gust of wind shook out in all directions, Ye Qingchen successfully passed the test of the eighth stone step, and came to the edge of the ninth stone step, looking ahead.

The sunlight poured down from the narrow line of sky between the cliffs, all shining on the bluestone stone steps, and the entire stone statue valley, only the stone steps were bright.

From the ninth level onwards, the will of the saint will evolve into a storm, creating illusions in the minds of those above the stone steps. It is said that the illusion is so realistic that it is easy to lose yourself in the confusion between reality and illusion.

Ye Qingchen squinted, and couldn't help but think of her previous life, when she was adventuring in the primeval forest, she inhaled a kind of pollen, and after a quarter of an hour, she completely fell into an illusory state, unable to tell where she was, and she didn't know whether it was true or false as far as her eyes could see... This state lasted for about half a day, and she almost fell off a cliff and lost her life because she was walking in a daze.

Ye Qingchen reached out and wiped the fine sweat from the corner of his forehead. After a few hours of hard work, she broke through the eight-step stone steps and consumed a lot of physical strength.

Taking a deep breath, Ye Qingchen stepped on the ninth stone step.

Lu Heng, who was on the ninth stone step, watched Ye Qingchen walk towards him step by step, and at that moment, he seemed to hear the sound of his heart beating violently.

He never imagined that Ye Qingchen would be able to ignore the terrifying will of the sage on the first eight stone steps and come to the ninth level. Today, she is on the same level as herself.

You must know that it took him several days to get here! This kind of achievement can be regarded as excellent in the genius imperial capital school. However, Ye Qingchen completed the height he had earned for a year's hard work in just a few hours, ruthlessly crushing his pride.

He couldn't help but start to doubt himself, was he really inferior to Ye Qingchen?

Ye Qingchen sat down cross-legged not far from Lu Heng, as early as when she stepped on the ninth stone step, the illusion was like a huge net, quietly sprinkled down.

Cold, biting cold.

This is Ye Qingchen's only feeling at this moment.

Slowly lifting the heavy eyelids, into the white world. The sunlight was so faint that it was like the cold light emitted by a distant cold star, and it was pale and hopeless.

The cold world is covered in silver, and even the sky is white.

White ethereal, white despair.

"Light dust. At this time, a soft voice sounded in Ye Qingchen's ears.

Like a gust of spring breeze, in this cold world, the beauty is intoxicating. At that moment, Ye Qingchen seemed to hear the sound of flowers blooming.

"Mother!" Ye Qingchen got up suddenly. She heard Hua Rong's voice.

A figure came from the snow in the distance, a gentle woman, wearing a long emerald green dress, under her feet, the lotus steps moved lightly, the snow melted in an instant, grass grew, and flowers bloomed.

She is like the goddess of spring, bringing warmth and color to this cold and empty world.

"Light dust, come here. "The gentle woman has a face as beautiful as a flower, and the smile on her lips is gentle, which makes people feel like a spring breeze.

The biting cold made Ye Qingchen shiver, and that cold penetrated deep into the bone marrow, as if it could freeze blood into ice cubes. She longs for spring-like warmth to get rid of the cold around her.

The woman on the opposite side is like a spring flower, surrounded by a hundred flowers, which makes people fascinated. Besides, the person who was calling her and waving to her was the mother she cared about day and night!

"Mother!" Ye Qingchen called in a low voice, his tone full of deep longing.

At the same time, she walked forward.

"Qingchen, come to my mother's house. "That gentle voice has an intoxicating magic, which makes people intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves.