Zhang Yixian stepped out, and his face still retained the complex emotions of love and hatred, joy, anger, sorrow, and indifference.

With one step, all expressions on his face disappeared, leaving only an ancient face without waves.

As far as the eye can see, it is no longer a crowded scene, but instead a somewhat dark and empty area, and the surrounding air is occasionally mixed with a trace of gray mist, passing by Zhang Yixian from time to time.

Zhang Yixian's heart gradually calmed down, because after the test in the Dragon Gate Array, there was still some indescribable look in his eyes.

Love and hatred, joy and sorrow, every time he wakes up and takes a step, he will enter a completely different situation, and each time he will briefly forget everything before, so as to experience the test of Longmen with a pure mind.

At the end of each test, whether it is the content of the previous test or the feelings in the heart, all of them are poured into one place, real, and people feel the pain of the skin.

After nine steps, I went through nine tests, and each experience was all precipitated in my heart, and finally turned into a strong emotion.

He now finally understood what Ao Xin meant by the nine steps.

Moreover, the test in the dragon gate is based on the memory that exists in a person's mind, and then another thing hidden in the deepest part of the heart is compiled to test.

To put it simply, Zhang Yixian himself is testing himself.

He didn't know what happened to the rest of the dragons who entered it, but the ups and downs of his mood didn't make him feel very good.

The main thing is that the encounters are so real that he can't tell whether they are illusions or reality.

Walking further on, I came to the wide staircase and looked up at the building above, quaint but somewhat shabby.

"This is the Dragon Gate?"

Zhang Yixian said secretly in his heart.

This is different from the dragon gate in his imagination, it is not as bold as he imagined, and it is more mysterious.

There was no figure in front of him, and no one behind him, as if this was his private space.

Habitually taking a deep breath, Zhang Yixian took a step and thought about the steps in front of the dragon gate.

"There are so many steps, and I don't know what it's like to step on them. Zhang Yixian approached, and he had already seen the golden lines emanating from the steps in front of the Dragon Gate.

Like ripples, look at it again, and the next second it will turn into a vivid golden dragon.

On the walls at both ends of the stairs, there are ancient patterns that no one understands, some of them are gray and old, and in some places there is even a gap in them, which makes these patterns look even more vicissitudes.

He touched it with his hand, and he didn't feel anything special, just like an ordinary step, but there was no temperature on it.

He raised his foot, his steps stopped in mid-air, and his eyes scanned the dragon gate from top to bottom again, Zhang Yixian no longer hesitated at this step.

The soles of his feet stepped on the first step strongly, and the moment he stepped on both feet, his originally relaxed body seemed to be carrying dozens of catties of firewood, and it was a little heavier.

The soles of his feet were still hovering in mid-air, and the golden dragon composed of golden lines suddenly fell, like a roar, and his body suddenly disintegrated, dissolving into the original lines, starting from his arms and swimming all over his body.

When all the lines sank to the top of the steps under his feet and no longer glowed, Zhang Yixian felt that he could walk.

The front foot stepped forward again, and as soon as the ball of his foot landed, before he could get used to it, a force pressed directly from his shoulders, almost making him dodge his waist, if anything.

"Sure enough, with each step forward, the pressure on your body increases, and it grows. ”

Zhang Yixian's face still looked a little relaxed, and when his feet stepped on the second step of the steps, the real dragon pattern hovering in mid-air disintegrated into golden lines as before, and his body was scattered again.

"Huh? Something seems different. Unlike before, when the lines disappeared, he felt a very noticeable sensation in his body.

As the lines drifted, he felt a glimmer of energy, and these lines didn't seem to be just wandering, but had some other use.

Zhang Yixian continued to walk forward, and at the same time felt the sensation brought by the golden lines as they roamed his body.

With each step forward, he carefully felt it, not letting go of any of it, and when he stood on the eleventh step, he finally felt the difference, and understood the source of the feeling just now.

"It turns out that this line is not only traveling all over the body, but also helping to temper the soul, if there is a body, I believe the body will have the same effect. ”

Zhang Yixian discovered some little secrets, and felt a little happy in his heart, just when he wanted to take another step forward, the soles of his feet were only halfway apart, and his body felt the pressure.

This made him frown a little, there was this kind of pressure on the eleventh step, would it be more if he continued to move forward, and where was his limit.

He was curious, and despite the very strong pressure from his body, he held on, and then let the dragon on it turn into lines.

However, unlike before, although these steps have the effect of tempering the body, they are measured in tens, and every time they ascend ten steps, the power of this tempering will be stronger, and at the same time, the pressure on his body will also increase, and then he will maintain a certain amount of pressure at this stage.

"Fortunately, the pressure is not very high, but it is a little uncomfortable. ”

Zhang Yixian withstood the pressure and began to step forward again, he guessed in his heart that the higher these steps were, there should be some unexpected gains, but he was a little skeptical that he could not reach it, and then thought about it, such a ridiculous thing in the world has happened to him, why bother with more on his body.

When he stepped on the twenty steps, he felt that the pressure had risen several times compared to before, and the whole person seemed to be carrying a stone mill on his back.

At the same time, the power felt from the lines was even more pure, and there were even some other things on it, but for a while, Zhang Yixian couldn't distinguish what those extra things were.

With curiosity and doubt, he carried on with the pressure.

Every time he stepped on a new step, he felt the illusion that his body was crumbling.

Moreover, the rest of the Hebo once said that the rest of the dragons were able to resist some pressure with their bodies when they stepped on these steps, so the steps ahead were very easy for them.

But Zhang Yixian is different, he only has the body of the divine soul, although he is not so sensitive in the physical touch, but he lacks the protective layer of the physical body.

This made it much more difficult for him than the rest of the people who climbed the stairs, and it was much more unpredictable.

The dragon-shaped pattern on each step is different, and the scattered lines leave a different feeling on the body, and Zhang Yixian found that under the little mysterious aura carried by these lines, he actually felt that he had a lot of doubts and thoughts about the cultivation back then, so he went as if he had met a like-minded person to discuss it together, and let him draw inferences to argue later.