The trace of wonderful aura carried in the golden lines was like a catalyst for cultivation, making his cultivation all boil.

This wonderful aura contains all Tao rhyme.

Maybe this dragon gate used to be a very great thing, even if there is only a trace of Tao rhyme in it, it is enough to make many people crazy, and even let those monks who have been practicing for a hundred years and cannot save their lives to fight, Confucius Sage once said, Chaowen Dao, Xi can die.

At this moment, even Zhang Yixian couldn't resist this temptation.

Dao Yun can be said to be an item that has been baptized by the Tao for many years, and over time, it has been contaminated with Dao Yun.

These Tao rhymes can bring people closer to the Tao in their hearts when they are practicing, breaking through the obstacles on the path of cultivation and reaching their own hearts.

"It's so precious. If we have been cultivating here, will my cultivation have a chance to develop rapidly?" Zhang Yixian turned his head, and then remembered that his goal seemed to be the Dragon Gate on this step, and then he suppressed this thought.

The soles of his feet continued to move forward, and this time his shoulders did not feel as he imagined Tarzan to be overpowered, but felt a feeling of discomfort in his body.

When he looked down, he realized that the color of the lines under his feet was not only deeper than that of the other steps, but even the light emitted was weaker, and when he lifted his footsteps, a footprint appeared in front of him.

"This is ......!" Zhang Yixian was shocked in his heart, judging from the appearance, this footprint was definitely left by a human being, and it seemed to be a bare footprint without shoes.

Zhang Yixian took a closer look, it was the footprints of a normal human being, and judging from the situation he had encountered before, this step seemed to have lost the same effect as other steps, not only did the golden line not have that kind of rhyme, but even the pressure had almost disappeared.

He didn't understand what kind of cultivation could leave a mark on such an heirloom object, and besides, didn't the dragon clan know?

Zhang Yixian glanced around with understanding, then stopped in place, opened the immortal fruit delicacies that had been treasured at the Dragon Palace banquet from the golden seal, and ate them.

"Huh, why did this dragon clan stop? I can't bear it after only thirty knots?" Just when Zhang Yixian stopped to rest, in front of the dragon gate in the outside world, a group of dragon clan high-level people all gathered in a leisure pavilion in front of the dragon gate, and there was something similar to a bronze mirror in the middle, and a string of stars was appearing on it, each point represented a dragon clan stepping on the steps, and these big people were sitting in front of them and watching.

The Dragon Gate seems to have the effect of isolating the detection of divine sense, and these immortals with pure cultivation and high realm cannot break this rule to explore the dragon clan among them.

When the rest of the people were napping, the Dragon King of the South China Sea rarely woke up, and his eyes immediately found the bright spot on the bronze mirror, and as soon as he spoke, the people around him also woke up, or glanced sleepily or cast their eyes indifferently.

Just sighed, and the several dragon kings sitting around and the old man with the whisk continued to close their eyes and recuperate.

Zhang Yixian felt that the fatigue in his body disappeared, and he was ready to leave, unlike the exhaustion caused by overwork in the body, Zhang Yixian was only the body of the soul, and he could not use supplementary food and others to restore his strength, and he had also discovered before that only the immortal energy contained in the immortal fruit could rejuvenate his tired soul again, even if he was embarrassed in front of people, he had to prepare some.

When he took another step forward, the huge pressure made his body tremble slightly, if his body would sweat, then he must have already flowed.

He tried to lift his other foot up, but found that his movements seemed to be slowed down, and what he could have done in a few seconds had been reduced to a few minutes.

When his feet were all on the steps, and when his body adjusted to the sudden change in pressure, Zhang Yixian began to move towards the next step.

At the same time, he also divided his spirit to comprehend the Tao rhyme in the lines, as well as the physical practice, which gradually separated his mind and mind, and he was a little unable to do it, and it took more time.

"Hey, look, this dragon clan is moving again!" The rough voice of Ao Ming, the *** dragon king of the pavilion, sounded, and watched the light point on the bronze mirror in front of him move again, he said casually, only to find that when he looked up, the rest of the people still had their eyes closed, as if they hadn't heard.

Ao Ming snorted, not annoyed, but his eyes were fixed on the moving point of light on the bronze mirror.

"Whew. It's such a heavy pressure, if it weren't for the great progress made in cultivating the Divine Soul for a long time, this level of pressure might be able to say that I would be crushed. ”

Zhang Yixian walked ten more steps, standing in place, habitually gasping.

And for so long since he stepped on the steps, there was no figure in front of him or behind him, which made him a little confused.

He didn't have a thought after thinking about it, so he simply didn't want to, rested for a while, and then stepped up another step.

Outside the dragon gate, Ao Ming, the Dragon King of the South China Sea, stared at the point of light that walked and stopped in front of him, but kept moving forward, originally he thought that this dragon clan seemed to be unable to stand the pressure from above, but he didn't expect him to be able to get to this position.

He seemed to be more energetic than this point of light, his eyes kept staring at it, but he was thinking about something in his heart.

The rest of them were still closing their eyes and recuperating, and the Dragon King of the West Sea beside him even made a sound, which was almost the corner of his mouth.

Ao Ming ignored the few of them and continued to stare at the bronze mirror.

Zhang Yixian stopped again, and between walking and stopping, he was almost to the hundredth step of the steps, and he saw it clearly not far away.

There seems to be a relatively spacious place where the hundred steps are, and it should be able to allow people to take a break.

He gritted his teeth, his body couldn't hold on a little, but he still didn't give up, he knew that whether it was the aura of Dao Yun carried by the golden lines on the steps, the effect of his own lines to temper the soul was something that could not be encountered, and if he missed this time, he didn't know if there would be a chance to enter the dragon gate again in the future.

Moreover, along the way, the aura of Dao Yun alone has made him gain greatly in his cultivation, and the problems that hinder his cultivation have also been thought out clearly, and he has gained a little.

This can be done in the outside world, but it will definitely take longer than it will take here.

Not only that, every time he gritted his teeth and stepped on a new step, his divine soul was subjected to a heavier test, making his divine soul very condensed, worthy of the effect of his cultivation in the outside world for several months.

When he had almost reached the hundredth step, another person had also arrived on the other different steps.