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In order to maintain the purity of the contestants, as well as to eliminate other undercover agents.

Wang Lin didn't hesitate, he stepped forward directly, filled in his own information, and directly gave his hands to the two elders to take the pulse and personally identify it.

"Wang Lin, a monk from the southern countries, has just planted any spiritual seeds during the foundation building period, and if the conditions are met, he can enter the mountain. The two elders nodded to each other and announced, handing over a waist plate engraved with a number to Wang Lin.

From the mouth of the gray-robed monk, I learned that this waist card was printed with the information that the contestants wanted, and when they boarded the rune gate, they could compete with the waist card.

At the time of the competition, it is the Fu Daomen people who directly report the number.

Wang Lin took a look at the waist card and saw that there was 4,888 printed on it!

Unable to help laughing, Wang Lin put away his waist card, climbed the stone step path, and boarded towards the real mountain gate of the Fu Dao Gate.

Behind the disqualification and the shouts of the cultivators who were not qualified to register, Wang Lin smiled lightly, as if he didn't hear it, and stepped forward step by step.

Once he stepped on the stone steps, Wang Lin suddenly felt a heavy pressure coming, and the aura on his body was like meeting heaven and earth, all of which shrank in the dantian, and he couldn't bring out a trace of aura.

Sighing softly, Wang Lin knew that this was the second level of the Fu Dao Gate, and he didn't need any spiritual power to climb this stone staircase.

Cultivating the Tao is not an easy thing, you have to taste the bitterness of the world, endure the hardships, endure the loneliness, and endure the temptation, and only then can you be qualified to cultivate the Tao!

Building the foundation is the beginning of the path!

In this second level, the test is very simple, but it is difficult.

The simple thing is that as long as you can keep climbing up, you can pass. The difficult thing is that there are very few people in the world who can persevere!

Tens of thousands of people came to participate in the competition, and I am afraid that one third of this stone staircase can be brushed down.

You can't use any spiritual power, and with the body of a low-level monk, climbing this stone staircase, which is thousands of feet high and out of sight, will indeed make people retreat!

Opportunity, possession is given to have strength, preparation, and perseverance. I can endure hardship, and I can endure the lonely people who stay!

Wang Lin has a peaceful mind, for him who travels with his own feet in the second half of the year, this is difficult, not difficult!

Step by step, step by step, as if stepping on the ladder of heaven, getting closer and closer to the sky, thoughts, and more fantasies.

Wang Lin's face changed, but the gray-robed monk didn't say that there was still a phantom test when he stepped on this stone step!

Chapter 4 Qing Xuanzi

Stepping on the stone steps, I climbed up step by step, and my steps gradually became heavy, as if I had been filled with lead, and it was difficult to walk. Sweat began to drip down from his forehead, and gradually flowed down like rain, soaking his entire body, Wang Lin seemed to be fished out of the water, and his whole body was wet and dewy.

I don't know what forbidden method is arranged on the stone steps, I can't help but be able to suppress the spiritual power in Wang Lin's body, and I can also make the magic clothes on my body invalid. The robes that were not soaked by the rain were even soaked.

Tired, his eyelids were like lead, heavy and incomparable, making Wang Lin want to sleep again and again.

There were all kinds of fantasies in front of him, and all kinds of charming women kept throwing flattering eyes at Wang Lin, and there was a voice in his heart that kept shouting: "Rest, what's the use of climbing up? The ladder to the sky is so long, there are tens of thousands of steps, without spiritual power, when can you climb to?"

The extremely tempting, demon-like voice sounded again and again, and the tone was extremely inciting and tempting, which made Wang Lin's heart moved. But whenever he looked at the top of the stone steps, after hiding in the palace of the Fudaomen in the depths of the white clouds, Wang Lin's eyes flashed with bright light, and a trace of perseverance appeared on his face, Wang Lin clenched his fists and shouted loudly in his heart: "I, Wang Lin's heart to the Dao, how can it be something that can be shaken by such sneaky and demonic things? If you want to stop me from climbing the ladder, it is impossible!"

The tone was upright and firm, with a momentum of not coming to the door of the Fu Dao Gate and vowing not to give up.

As soon as this momentum came out, it seemed that all those illusionary sounds were washed away, and all the bewitching beauties on the side of the road were gone, and the bewitching voice in my heart didn't know where to go.

What attracted Wang Lin's eyes was still the stone steps that could not be seen at a glance, like a ladder to the sky.

Before he knew it, Wang Lin had already boarded the general distance!

After turning his head to look, a dense group of cultivators behind him were climbing the stone steps step by step with great difficulty. Sweat trickled down the white jade-like stone steps, making a pleasant sound of a clear groan.

Listening to this voice, Wang Lin actually felt that this voice sounded so wonderful at this moment, so in line with Wang Lin's state of mind. The will to persevere, not to give up until the end, and not to give up to death comes from these voices.

Wang Lin's heart was shocked, it seemed that he still underestimated the will of the group of cultivators behind him. Among the cultivators behind him, which one of them didn't travel thousands of miles, eat and sleep in the open, and only arrived at the Fu Dao Gate after a lot of hardships?

How could this difficulty of a small ladder to heaven make these cultivators who had gone through a lot of hardships to forge a spiritual body and successfully build a foundation retreat?

With a little inner demon, the illusion realm will not cause any hardship to these cultivators who have already built a foundation! Every cultivator who has forged a spiritual body will not have a smooth and successful journey.

It was all after a lot of hardships and hardships that they forged their spiritual bodies and embarked on the path of cultivation.

For a moment, looking at the cultivators under the stone steps behind him, who were densely packed with hardships and sweats, Wang Lin felt quite touched in his heart. Along the way, it was not easy for anyone, and there was no idea in my heart to let the cultivators behind him eliminate more people and make myself less competitors.

It's not easy to experience it all the way, and it's all working hard!

Silently cheering for the people behind him, Wang Lin turned his head and looked at the stone steps that went deep into the white clouds and did not know the end, and his eyes suddenly flashed with determination.

Don't give up!

Walking up the stairs and wiping his sweat, Wang Lin once again strengthened his mind and climbed up.

"Come on, come on!" "Come on, fellow Daoists!" "Come on!"

"Let's climb up together!"

The sound of cultivators cheering each other on from behind him kept coming, it was just a sound of cheering each other, but this sound made Wang Lin feel endless strength at this moment. The whole body is surrounded by a warmth, and they are all cultivators, although they are competitors, but more importantly, they are all like-minded people!