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"I'll give it a try. Jing Yun pondered a little and said calmly.

Qian Zhifu always felt a little weird, but after looking around again and again, she never figured it out, and in desperation, she didn't object, so she could only nod and remind cautiously: "Be more careful." ”

Jing Yun looked at the staircase that slanted into the sky and took a deep breath, took a light step and stepped on the first step without hindrance, feeling the softness under his feet like stepping on a ball of cotton, his delicate eyebrows wrinkled, and he looked around but found that there was nothing unusual, so he turned his head to Qian Zhifu and said suspiciously: "Strange, except for stepping on the clouds, there is nothing abnormal else." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and stepped onto the second step, looking at the gray and the same softness under his feet, and after waiting for a while, to make sure that nothing else had happened, he said behind him, "Thousand girls, you can come up." ”

However, when Jingyun stepped on the fifth step of the stairs, he wondered why he didn't respond for a long time, so he turned around to see what was going on.

At this glance, there is no ice and snow, just a white smoke, and Qian Zhifu's figure has long been gone.

Jing Yun frowned and was about to retreat down the steps to see if he could return to the foot of Xuanshan Mountain, but to his shock, except for the fifth step, the first and fourth steps he had walked through had all disappeared, leaving only an empty smoke field.

After thinking for a moment, he stretched out his right leg and went down a foot, which should have been able to step on the fourth step of the stairs, but strangely did not touch anything, it was a cloud of smoke.

In desperation, Jing Yun could only cover his head and turn upward, no longer thinking about retreating at all, but when he raised his head to look at the stairs to the sky, the corners of his mouth suddenly twitched.

As far as the eye can see, there is no pictographic Xuanshan at all, only a gray staircase that slopes up the sky, and the gold and silver mountains on both sides are all gone, leaving only the empty and silent starry sky.

What the hell is this?

Countless stars form a jade belt, mixed with the meaning of endless vastness, hanging upside down in the endless nothingness.

From time to time, shooting stars streak across the sky, and the brilliant brilliance shines on people's hearts, adding a different dazzling beauty to this empty star curtain.

Jing Yun was shocked by the incomparably beautiful starry sky above his head, and it took a long time to come back to his senses and mutter: "No matter how beautiful the starry sky is, dangers coexist, what crepe Budong said is right, the more beautiful things are, the more terrifying." ”

He didn't know why after stepping into the Xuanshan Stairs, it became such a strange scene, and what was this so-called Nine Thousand Steps?

But since you can't figure it out, don't think about it.

The road ahead is vast, the back road is broken, and there is only one way left for him, and that is to reach the top.

Jing Yun took a deep breath, calmed down his ups and downs, and stepped on the soft steps and walked up step by step.

Only then did he notice that every time he stepped on a step down, the steps below would instantly turn into clouds of smoke, forming a thick cloud of mist, like a devouring beast following closely behind.

However, it is not something he can think about much now.

Nearly an hour later, Jing Yun unsurprisingly stepped up the nine-thousandth staircase and came to a square paved entirely of gray jade.

He looked at the gray square, where nothing obscured his vision, and the surface was as smooth as a mirror, and he was a little speechless for a while, with his current eyes, all the places he could see were endless gray, and he couldn't see the edge of the square at all.

Jing Yun groaned slightly, slowly turned around to take a look, and sure enough, as he guessed, there was no smoke, but an endless gray jade as in front of him.

The gray square under the starry sky was so quiet, and he was the only one walking in it, making empty footsteps, echoing in the boundless nothingness, which looked extremely strange and terrifying.

There was a trace of fear in his heart for no reason, not that he was timid, in this boundless emptiness and unpredictability of the unknown, it can be said that except for some people who are really strong in their hearts, there are few people who are not afraid.

Obviously, Jing Yun was just a young man who had just stepped into the cultivation realm for the first time, and to say that he was not afraid would be to deceive others and be foolish.

But fear is fear, even if you are afraid, it is useless.

Jingyun walked aimlessly in the empty gray square, his heart was full of deep incomprehension, according to the record in "Strange Wind", there are 9,000 steps to climb the road of Xuanshan, and the number of steps corresponds to the 3,000 avenues and 6,000 trails between heaven and earth.

However, the nine thousand stairs he stepped on were nothing different except for some softness, not to mention the feeling of a small avenue, what kind of secret existed in it?

Or is it just a speculation about the stairs of Xuanshan Mountain, and it happens to be an assertion that it is made by nine thousand talents?

And why did the scene change so much after he stepped into the so-called Dao Steps, as if he had arrived in another dimension?

Did Qian Zhifu come in? Or is he the only one who can get in?

Or maybe both of them come in, but they exist in different spaces?

The shape is like an image, the momentum is like thunder, and the two colors of gold and silver are to describe the appearance and potential of Xuanshan, which is not difficult to understand.

What do you mean by not being afraid of cold and fire? It can't be said that Xuanshan is not afraid of cold and fire, right?

Well, Xuanshan is indeed not afraid of the cold, and the extremely cold weather in the extreme northern snowfield has not caused it to freeze a little, and not even a single snowflake exists on it.

However, Jing Yun faintly felt that the words "not afraid of cold" and "not afraid of fire" here did not refer to Xuanshan, and it was impossible for a mountain and stone body to have such a description, unless the person who wrote "Strange Wind" was a pen writer.

Of course, how can someone who is so well-read and well-read have such a low standard.

Since it is not a description of Xuanshan, nor is it an additional word of the person who wrote it, what is the intention?

What puzzled Jingyun was, what was the flat-topped abyss?

Okay, this gray square is indeed flat enough, but it's also too flat, right?

He looked at the gray jade ground that was as smooth as ice and could fall into the mud if he was not careful, and felt speechless for a while.

However, what is the explanation of the so-called word "into the abyss"?

It can't be said that from this flat square, you can enter a bottomless abyss, right?

It doesn't look like it!

Or is there an abyss at the edge around this square?

He glanced around, and sighed helplessly in his heart, if it weren't for the starlight, he would not be able to see his five fingers here, and how could he see any abyss.

Nearly two hours had passed since Jing Yun stepped into this gray square, and he had also walked far, far away in one direction.

For the first time, he had a deep slander against the person who wrote "Strange Wind", and he didn't know if this product had ever been here, and he still believed in a few bullshit words that he wrote.

And what nine thousand steps, it's just a joke.

Just when Jingyun's whole body was tired and full of powerlessness, a mutation protruded.

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