At the foot of the Golden Scale Mountain, the round monk, Wu Sizi, Yuan Xueyi, and Su Qingwan stand tall and look at the top of the Golden Scale Mountain!

The round monk and Yuan Xueyi had relaxed expressions, with a little smile on their faces, as if they were somewhat sure; Wu Sizi's expression was grim, as if he was facing a great enemy, just because he had such a personality and was extremely serious in everything he did; while Su Qingwan had picturesque eyebrows, as shy as a water lotus, and the wind was moving, but he could not see joy or sorrow.

The round monk took the first step.

"Everyone, the little monk is one step ahead. ”

After speaking, his pair of broken straw sandals officially stepped on the first step of the Golden Scale Mountain Ladder.

In late autumn, the golden wind gusts, the fallen leaves flutter, the mountain wind whistling in the mountains and forests, startling countless forest birds, crows and gray finch, chirping and chirping, scattered and flying.

It has been almost a decade and no one has set foot here.

If it weren't for the fact that the four of them were all participants in this Golden Scale Test, and they had the identity authentication of the Immortal Court on their bodies, even if they were as strong as the Absolute Grandmaster, they would not be able to get close to this place.

The round monk this year of asceticism, walking all over the river, has already been prepared for the golden scale test, this time half a year in advance, and the rest of the three major sects to try the ladder, as the head of the four major factions of the Great Compassion Temple disciples, he naturally can not lose the first, show timidity.

Far away from the ladder, one step out, two steps out, three steps out, no obstacles, like an ordinary mountain road.

The round monk walked towards the summit and climbed the steps.

The three people under the mountain saw the round monk take the first step, glanced at each other, and then followed closely behind, almost at the same time, took their first step.

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The Golden Scale Test, the path of the ladder, is a path of cultivation that tests the mind and tempers the Dao heart.

Those who are not strong-willed cannot ascend, those who have cultivated to a low level cannot ascend, and those who are unstable in the Dao heart cannot ascend......

When the four of them took that first step, they truly entered the test.

From afar, the four of them were like four tiny ants in this rolling mountain, in this ladder that could not be seen to the end, and as long as the giant stepped lightly, they could easily crush them.

The phantom array has been activated, and demons have grown.

The "four little ants" are on the ladder, carrying the "inner demons" forward.

The round monk is still in the lead.

The Great Compassion Temple is worthy of being born as an ascetic, the round monk has been involved in the red dust this year, rising and falling in the maze, seeking in the hesitation, and gaining a lot, at this moment, in the face of his own "inner demon", he has no fear at all.

The mournful howl like a ghost didn't seem to have anything to do with him, he was still smiling, holding a large fallen leaf in his hand, and the "heart demon" attacked him again, and he threw the fallen leaf in his hand, and the terrifying heart demon that originally attacked him was completely dispersed.

He smiled and walked on.

Wu Sizi followed.

Wu Sizi was only able to worship the Qingyun Sect seven years ago, and he was not the oldest of the younger generation of the Qingyun Sect, nor was he the most talented. But with his perseverance and determination, he became the most accomplished among the young generation of the Qingyun Sect, so he walked the world for the Qingyun Sect and entered the world to preach, and thus obtained the qualification to participate in the Golden Scale Examination.

He didn't have any special way to fight his demons, he could only rely on his own great perseverance. Every time the "heart demon" gave him an injury, he silently endured and endured it silently, but because of his great perseverance, he would not be lost by the "heart demon".

He had a sad face, a grim countenance, and struggled to move forward.

Yuan Xueyi ranked third.

He is a man in the red world, and like Su Qingwan, he is most easily burdened by demons.

Fortunately, he is not really the kind of swinger brother who indulges in lust all day long. Although his inner demons are stronger, he also has a mighty righteousness in his chest that he can resist.

Scholars, raise Haoran righteousness, set up a heart for heaven and earth, establish a life for the people, continue to learn for the saints, and open peace for all generations. The heart is full of fear, and it can also be broken.

Yuan Xueyi shook the folding fan in his hand, shook the autumn breeze of the Golden Scale Mountain, and walked with a song.

Su Qingwan fell last.

And that's what she expected.

As the most famous female cultivator in Ruizhu Palace in recent years, she is worse than the three people before her in kung fu, and her talent is not enough to match them, and now she is a little famous, but because of her appearance, she is beautiful, and people in the rivers and lakes love to pursue her, and worship her as a goddess, so she has become the most famous female cultivator in Ruizhu Palace.

In fact, none of them knew that before she became a female cultivator of Ruizhu Palace, she was just a skinny horse for people to choose from in Yangzhou Yapo. It's just that she was still young at that time, and she was still being trained by Ya Po, and she didn't train well, so she was never led out by Ya Po to pick and choose those people like cattle.

Su Qingwan grew up in this panicked environment since she was a child, she has seen a lot of men's arrogance and evil, and she is also used to seeing women's humility and cowardice, she doesn't want to be a Yangzhou thin horse that was ripped naked by Ya Po and stood naked in front of men for them to choose and buy, so she escaped, entered Ruizhu Palace, and became a female cultivator.

It's just that she never expected that when she arrived at Ruizhu Palace, she faced a wider world and saw more men, just like in Yapo, she became famous because of her appearance, and after all, she entertained people with sex.

To her, the demon is more like an old friend.

Others stepped on the ladder of Golden Scale Mountain, and they were full of demons, but she was a little woman's mind, and she was cranky all day long. It's just that she thought about it too much, but she couldn't think clearly and clearly.

Her steps gradually slowed down, and she was slowly dropped by the three people on the road ahead, widening the distance.

At this time, it was only sixteen thousand steps, less than half of the path of the Golden Scale Test Heavenly Ladder.

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Su Qingwan fell behind, and the three of the Buddha and Confucian Dao continued to move forward.

Thoughtlessness is the second problematic one.

Although the Qingyun Sect also has countless hidden ways and some methods to deal with the demons in the heart, it is a pity that none of them have been able to learn it. His talent has always been mediocre, and the owner is just a serious and real perseverance.

But this great perseverance finally reached the upper limit at this time, and he finally couldn't hold on to it after being suppressed and endured for a long time, panting, sweating, and even spurting out a mouthful of blood with a sweet throat.

At this time, there were 25,000 steps of the ladder, and the golden scale test had passed two-thirds.

Wuzizi was no longer able to move forward and stopped in place.

Yuan Xueyi shook the folding fan, climbed high step by step, and surpassed him.

He smiled at Wu Sizi, but he was silent, there was some recklessness in his eyes, and some regret, the argument of who was higher and who was lower in the Yanyu Building just now still has an answer.

At least for now, it seems that he has won.

But Yuan Xueyi didn't seem to be satisfied with this, because in front of him, there was another person, the ascetic monk who said that he wanted to return to the vulgar, but now he turned a blind eye to the demons in his heart.

With a smile, Yuan Xueyi continued to move forward and chased after him.

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The sun has already set, the moon is in the middle of the sky, the stars are floating in the Black Sea, the stars are brilliant, and the world is beautiful.

The autumn breeze is even stronger, and the cooler is cooler.

The two climbed and chased, and it took a long time.

The round monk is still ahead, and Yuan Xueyi is still in hot pursuit.

The end of the ladder is already in sight, and there are more than 100 steps.

The round monk still holds a fallen leaf in his hand, and as long as his inner demon is regenerated, he throws a piece to dissolve the inner demon.

And Yuan Xueyi, as a chaser, has long lost the chic and proud appearance when he cranked the folding fan in his hand.

On the top of the mountain, the wind roared, and the sky was cold, but he sweated like rain and panted like an ox, like a donkey that had pulled a stone mill for several hours.

His steps are frivolous, his eyes are sloppy, every step is extremely difficult, and every time he lifts his leg, it seems to weigh a thousand pounds.

The demons gradually invaded his mind, devouring the righteous qi in his chest and turning into nothingness.

Eventually, he stopped.

It stopped at the end of the ninety-nine steps.

There, it can be said that it is close at hand, or it can be said that it is far away.

Yuan Xueyi looked at the round monk who was still unhurried, and still did not lower his arrogant head, the last few steps were by no means easy.

On the top of the mountain, there are no trees to block it.

The wind roared between heaven and earth like a poisonous snake that had escaped from its cage, and with a deep chill, it tore at the monk's robe decorated with complements on the round monk's body.

The top of his bald head reflected the moonlight of the bright moon, and the nine ring scars were like nine stars in the sky.

In the last ten steps, the demons in his heart were like this starry sky, so many that it was difficult to count, and they kept popping up one after another.

He knocked down one leaf after another, and another demon quickly spawned.

Every step he wanted to take was extremely difficult.

The fallen leaves in his hand have been exhausted, so he can only pick up the broken tea leaves that he regards as treasures from his cloth bag, pick one out, and flick it lightly in his hand, and the broken tea leaves will quickly shatter a demon in front of him.

When his eyes were empty, he took another step.

There are nine more steps.

His eyes were like torches, and his eyes were determined.

Nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one.

Finally, he took the final step, the thirty-six thousand steps.

The road to the golden scales is over.

The golden scales are not the things in the pool, and they will turn into dragons when they encounter wind and clouds.

At this moment, he is the most arrogant existence in this heaven and earth, and what is in front of him is a path to immortality.

"Heh, he made it after all. ”

Yuan Xueyi, who was not far away, looked at the round monk who had already reached the top of the mountain, and the last trace of dissatisfaction in his heart finally dissipated, and he now had to admit that he was indeed stronger than himself.

After all, no one had climbed to the top of the mountain in decades, let alone when they tried to climb the ladder half a year before the Golden Scale Test began.

The last person who did it was probably already an immortal!

Yuan Xueyi looked at the round monk on the top of the mountain, as if looking at a god.

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