"Is it also purple light? the same as the Daoless junior brother. ”

"At this level, I remember that Patriarch Xuanxiao's handwriting once hinted that after the six hundred and sixty-sixth level, it seems to be a test of talent?"

"Gold is precious, purple is extreme, purple light lingers in the body, there must be meaning!"

"In addition to purple light, there are also variegated colors, yellow, blue and red light, mainly yellow light, so I don't know what it means. ”

"The first five hundred levels, the time is slightly higher than that of the Daoless junior brother. However, after five hundred levels, the time is still less than that of no way. I really don't know how to judge this woman's talent. ”

"It's said to be an ice-type celestial product—"

"However, I see that he is in addition to the immeasurable sword duel, Tianxuan is based on the true scriptures of the world, Shangxiao Yingyuan Cave is true to the thunder true law, and Nanming Jidu is a fire god duel, and these three doors are also a small achievement. ”

"Isn't this a violation of the rules?"

"No, he's a secret disciple. The spiritual slaves under the door already have some privileges. It is against the rules, but it is pardonable, as long as you pay enough good deeds. The only mistake is that you can't take back the exercises on this woman after the revolution. ”

"The three martial arts, how come they are all the two systems of earth and fire?

Some people were still puzzled and speculating, but Chi Lingzi asked directly: "Senior Brother Zhuang, Xianling her, could it be ice, fire and earth, a three-line heavenly product?"

Zhuang Wudao glanced at this person, the master of Beitang Wan'er, and the person who almost knocked him into the abyss with his own hands at the beginning.

However, by this time, Zhuang Wudao's resentment had disappeared. Knowing that there is a cause, even if this one person did not intervene that day, there would still be no second result.

Isn't it my luck to be able to worship under the gate of Xuanling Mountain?

"Senior brother clearly sees that in addition to this female ice heavenly product, there is indeed an earth and fire second-line heavenly spiritual root. ”

However, it did not mention Nie Xianling's delusional soul body and possible immortal earth spirit root. The wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will urge it.

Too much talent and intelligence is the cause of trouble. He is dignified and fearless, but it does not mean that Nie Xianling needs to be as sharp as him.

However, even if it is just that, the people around who hear it are also 'buzzing'.

You must know that the Taiping Dao Chongyangzi in the north is just a heavenly ice spirit root, but Nie Xianling has the same three lines.

Although the former, in addition to the spiritual root, also has a cold monarch dao body. However, even if Nie Xianling can step on the purple light on the way to the Dao Heaven, he may not have a special physique.

"In this way, this one hundred and eleven level can also be easily crossed?"

"It should be so, the three series of heavenly products, the Tianyi countries have never seen it in the past ten thousand years!"

At this time, the eyes of the Yang Fa real person were already complicated, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Sikong Hong guessed a few points of this real person's intentions, and said with a sneer: "If it weren't for Qiyang Peak's betrayal first, your spirit slave would not have been able to turn around to Huangji Peak." It's a bargain for them!"

However, in the end, he still cares about the face of the Yuan Shen Zhenren, and he doesn't want the people of Huangji Peak to hear it, and when he speaks, only Zhuang Wudao can hear it.

Zhuang Wudao smiled dumbly, noncommittal. Then he watched Nie Xianling step on the seven hundred and seventy-seven steps, and the seventh bell rang.

I couldn't help but condense slightly, this is the last level of the Daoye Heavenly Path. As long as you pass, after that, it will be a smooth road, and then there will be no obstacles. If you can't pass it, your Dao heart will be seriously damaged, and even if you are lucky enough to survive, you will fall into the mud and dust of hell from then on.

But seeing Nie Xianling's lips smiling, he stepped on the seven hundred and seventy-eight bluestone steps, and then climbed up the steps step by step, one step at a time, and almost did not stop.

Zhuang Wudao's face changed slightly, and a trace of disbelief flashed in his eyes. Until the eight hundred and fifty level, Nie Xianling's footsteps did not pause in the slightest.

And at this time, in the main hall of Lichen, there was also a dead silence again, and the people beside him, intentionally or unintentionally, all swept their eyes towards him, and their eyes were extremely strange.

"I see that you had a worried look in your eyes before, could it be that this layer is testing the Dao heart?"

Sikong Hong asked casually, but Zhuang Wudao was still silent, his eyes were glazed, and he never answered.

Sikong Hong knew the answer, Zhuang Wudao and the three methods, and they were all full of confidence in Nie Xianling's talent and understanding.

Then the only thing that can make the two of them is the Dao Heart.

Thinking of this, Sikong Hong couldn't help but sneer: "I remember that you were here at the beginning, and it took nearly half a day. At this time, I saw that my family abandoned slaves like a bamboo, but I felt lost in my heart?"

Zhuang Wudao glared at him fiercely, but he also knew that most of the senior brothers around him looked at him with the same intention as Sikong Hong at this time.

Three years ago, after the seven hundred and seventy-seven levels, he was struggling, but Nie Xianling's rhythm was still the same as before, and he never slowed down a bit.

Doesn't this mean that this woman's talent is actually above his Zhuang Wudao?

"It's not lost, it's just curious. ”

Zhuang Wudao looked at Nie Xianling in the green shadow under the 'Nine Hills Mirror' from afar, and his eyes were unpredictable: "Curious about her, why can she still be so relaxed?"

In his heart, he really wanted to know what Nie Xianling on Daoye Mountain saw on the green jade stone steps, and what kind of thoughts did he have?

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At this time, Nie Xianling was indeed relaxed and light-footed. was regarded as a path of no return to death by the disciples in the Leaving Dust Sect, but under her feet, it was like an ordinary mountain road.

Walking on it, Nie Xianling didn't feel difficult at all, the whole person seemed to be playing in the mountains and rivers, stepping on a youth tour, and even had time to enjoy the surrounding scenery.

Every time she crossed a step, a figure would appear in front of her, including her most familiar to her youngest, her bloodline relatives, her mother Nie Yinxian's old subordinates, and the Nie family's outer clansmen.

Faces passed in front of her eyes, but they couldn't leave any traces in her heart.

However, there was only a silver thread behind her. It was a figure on the first stone staircase, twenty years old. The face is quite handsome, but the facial features are slightly rough, the lines are hard, the breath is restrained, and it seems to be old and calm, but there is a compelling sharpness in the eyes.

That's Zhuang Wudao - in this world, apart from him, who else can make her half a hindrance? Who can leave a trace in her heart?

If you see this world, who else can make her worry about her stomach, her heart haunted her dreams, and make her willing to bear it, even if she falls from this road, this is the only one.

It wasn't until the eight hundred and sixty-seventh level that Nie Xianling calmly walked at this point.

In front of me is also a woman in a red robe, with a delicate and vulgar face, I see pity, facial features, and she is similar to her.

Mother?

Nie Xianling's eyes were dazed for a while, and after a moment, he smiled again and stepped over the steps.

Although there is no news about the woman's figure, the silk thread involved is invisible.

The grace of fertility cannot be forgotten, but it is nothing more. Since she can remember, she has only seen her mother more than a dozen times, and there are only a handful of mother-daughter conversations.

Really speaking, the most reassuring and most lively days in her life were actually on the shore of Half Moon Lake, when she was a spirit slave.

Nie Yinxian's death may be pitiful, but it is also his own fault. The root of love is wrong, and it is not human. Before the fall, he did not repent.

Nie Xianling never understood why she had to go to that cold place when Nie Yinxian was pregnant. I can't figure out why, after knowing that Feng has no second intentions, Nie Yinxian still has to endure for decades, and he still has to give birth to blood and bones for him.

Be all abroad!

All the mother's wishes, all the unfulfilled wishes, she can bear, but her heart is not hindered.

Whether it is the Nie family or Haitao Tower, she does her best, if she can succeed, it doesn't matter if she can't, just ask for a clear conscience.

Eight hundred and sixty-eight stone steps, another memorable figure. Like her mother, she should have been very familiar. However, at this time, Nie Xianling looked at it in his eyes, but he felt strange.

Father?

Nie Xianling smiled, the wind was light and calm, and there was no obstacle. It was still a step over, the sleeves of the robe waved, and there was no image in front of him, and the time immediately dispersed with the wind.

Father also has the virtue of procreation, but this affection has long been worn away in the more than ten years since her life.

All kinds of precautions, all kinds of calculations, just for Haitao Tower, for the Nie family's relics, just for the realm of the Yuan Shen.

Once she also thought about what kind of existence she had in the eyes of the sealed, was it her own daughter, or was it just a tool, or was it just a scourge left by Nie Yinxian's slut?

In any case, if the father is not the father, the daughter is not the daughter.

However, in Nie Xianling's eyes, there was not the slightest hatred, only indifference. The love is cold, the blood is still there, and the blood still flows from this 'father' in this body.

But that's all—

Stepping through this level, Nie Xianling's smile became more and more sweet and bright. She was not without resentment, but she was more open than Zhuang Wudao, and she had no obsession.

Or the perspective is different, so the mood is different. What does her parent's grievance have to do with her?

How could a man like his father deserve to leave a trace in her heart?

Eight hundred and sixty-nine stone steps, another familiar figure. Haitao Lou Huangfu Qingtao, her mother's old department, is also the person who sent her out of the East China Sea,

Nie Xianling's eyes were complicated, both grateful and defensive. Although she is young, she can know that this person sent her out of the Haitao Building, but in fact, she has bad intentions and is the biggest opponent in the Haitao Building.

However, if there is no trip away from the dust, how can there be the opportunity of the Half Moon Tower?

Eight hundred and eighty-seven stone steps, Nie Xianling's brisk pace finally stopped. There was no one around, and there was no image in the depths of her memory. However, this step, Nie Xianling was never able to take a step.

Nie Xianling looked thoughtfully in front of her. There is only one more stone staircase, and an eighth bell rings.

However, this level is like a moat, so she can't cross it.

It seems that there is something missing about himself-

In just a moment, Nie Xianling's eyes lit up slightly. Yes, it is the heart that has nothing to ask for, and there is no obsession.

After five years away from the dust, she was diligent in her cultivation and studied Taoism hard. But that's not so much a quest for the Tao as a quest for survival.

Nie Xianling couldn't tell why she still had such a strong desire to survive after experiencing all kinds of pain and unhappiness for sixteen years.

I want to survive, I want to see if I am really superfluous in this world. It's also because Shouyuan is not long that I want to see more, greedy for this life-

However, this seems to be something that cannot be hoped for, but Nie Xianling is already close at hand, and he only needs to have another hundred levels, and he can get his wish.

The obsession has been dispersed, so the Tao heart does not exist. Although her heart is unhindered, she secretly conforms to the ruthless reason of the Taishang, but her will is like a plate of scattered sand at this time, difficult to gather, and she has no heart to forge ahead.

In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through Nie Xianling's mind, thinking of Zhuang Wudao, and also thinking of the foundation building qi in the sect, who were over a hundred years old and dying one after another.

Nie Xianling's eyes gradually condensed, and her smile appeared again. Now that we've come this far, why not keep going? See if you can really ask about immortality.

Not for himself, only for him - just to accompany that person, from now on in the path of immortality, there will be no loneliness. "Is it also purple light? the same as the Daoless junior brother. ”

"At this level, I remember that Patriarch Xuanxiao's handwriting once hinted that after the six hundred and sixty-sixth level, it seems to be a test of talent?"

"Gold is precious, purple is extreme, purple light lingers in the body, there must be meaning!"

"In addition to purple light, there are also variegated colors, yellow, blue and red light, mainly yellow light, so I don't know what it means. ”

"The first five hundred levels, the time is slightly higher than that of the Daoless junior brother. However, after five hundred levels, the time is still less than that of no way. I really don't know how to judge this woman's talent. ”

"It's said to be an ice-type celestial product—"

"However, I see that he is in addition to the immeasurable sword duel, Tianxuan is based on the true scriptures of the world, Shangxiao Yingyuan Cave is true to the thunder true law, and Nanming Jidu is a fire god duel, and these three doors are also a small achievement. ”

"Isn't this a violation of the rules?"

"No, he's a secret disciple. The spiritual slaves under the door already have some privileges. It is against the rules, but it is pardonable, as long as you pay enough good deeds. The only mistake is that you can't take back the exercises on this woman after the revolution. ”

"The three martial arts, how come they are all the two systems of earth and fire?

Some people were still puzzled and speculating, but Chi Lingzi asked directly: "Senior Brother Zhuang, Xianling her, could it be ice, fire and earth, a three-line heavenly product?"

Zhuang Wudao glanced at this person, the master of Beitang Wan'er, and the person who almost knocked him into the abyss with his own hands at the beginning.

However, by this time, Zhuang Wudao's resentment had disappeared. Knowing that there is a cause, even if this one person did not intervene that day, there would still be no second result.

Isn't it my luck to be able to worship under the gate of Xuanling Mountain?

"Senior brother clearly sees that in addition to this female ice heavenly product, there is indeed an earth and fire second-line heavenly spiritual root. ”

However, it did not mention Nie Xianling's delusional soul body and possible immortal earth spirit root. The wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will urge it.

Too much talent and intelligence is the cause of trouble. He is dignified and fearless, but it does not mean that Nie Xianling needs to be as sharp as him.

However, even if it is just that, the people around who hear it are also 'buzzing'.

You must know that the Taiping Dao Chongyangzi in the north is just a heavenly ice spirit root, but Nie Xianling has the same three lines.

Although the former, in addition to the spiritual root, also has a cold monarch dao body. However, even if Nie Xianling can step on the purple light on the way to the Dao Heaven, he may not have a special physique.

"In this way, this one hundred and eleven level can also be easily crossed?"

"It should be so, the three series of heavenly products, the Tianyi countries have never seen it in the past ten thousand years!"

At this time, the eyes of the Yang Fa real person were already complicated, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Sikong Hong guessed a few points of this real person's intentions, and said with a sneer: "If it weren't for Qiyang Peak's betrayal first, your spirit slave would not have been able to turn around to Huangji Peak." It's a bargain for them!"

However, in the end, he still cares about the face of the Yuan Shen Zhenren, and he doesn't want the people of Huangji Peak to hear it, and when he speaks, only Zhuang Wudao can hear it.

Zhuang Wudao smiled dumbly, noncommittal. Then he watched Nie Xianling step on the seven hundred and seventy-seven steps, and the seventh bell rang.

I couldn't help but condense slightly, this is the last level of the Daoye Heavenly Path. As long as you pass, after that, it will be a smooth road, and then there will be no obstacles. If you can't pass it, your Dao heart will be seriously damaged, and even if you are lucky enough to survive, you will fall into the mud and dust of hell from then on.

But seeing Nie Xianling's lips smiling, he stepped on the seven hundred and seventy-eight bluestone steps, and then climbed up the steps step by step, one step at a time, and almost did not stop.

Zhuang Wudao's face changed slightly, and a trace of disbelief flashed in his eyes. Until the eight hundred and fifty level, Nie Xianling's footsteps did not pause in the slightest.

And at this time, in the main hall of Lichen, there was also a dead silence again, and the people beside him, intentionally or unintentionally, all swept their eyes towards him, and their eyes were extremely strange.

"I see that you had a worried look in your eyes before, could it be that this layer is testing the Dao heart?"

Sikong Hong asked casually, but Zhuang Wudao was still silent, his eyes were glazed, and he never answered.

Sikong Hong knew the answer, Zhuang Wudao and the three methods, and they were all full of confidence in Nie Xianling's talent and understanding.

Then the only thing that can make the two of them is the Dao Heart.

Thinking of this, Sikong Hong couldn't help but sneer: "I remember that you were here at the beginning, and it took nearly half a day. At this time, I saw that my family abandoned slaves like a bamboo, but I felt lost in my heart?"

Zhuang Wudao glared at him fiercely, but he also knew that most of the senior brothers around him looked at him with the same intention as Sikong Hong at this time.

Three years ago, after the seven hundred and seventy-seven levels, he was struggling, but Nie Xianling's rhythm was still the same as before, and he never slowed down a bit.

Doesn't this mean that this woman's talent is actually above his Zhuang Wudao?

"It's not lost, it's just curious. ”

Zhuang Wudao looked at Nie Xianling in the green shadow under the 'Nine Hills Mirror' from afar, and his eyes were unpredictable: "Curious about her, why can she still be so relaxed?"

In his heart, he really wanted to know what Nie Xianling on Daoye Mountain saw on the green jade stone steps, and what kind of thoughts did he have?

※※※※

At this time, Nie Xianling was indeed relaxed and light-footed. was regarded as a path of no return to death by the disciples in the Leaving Dust Sect, but under her feet, it was like an ordinary mountain road.

Walking on it, Nie Xianling didn't feel difficult at all, the whole person seemed to be playing in the mountains and rivers, stepping on a youth tour, and even had time to enjoy the surrounding scenery.

Every time she crossed a step, a figure would appear in front of her, including her most familiar to her youngest, her bloodline relatives, her mother Nie Yinxian's old subordinates, and the Nie family's outer clansmen.

Faces passed in front of her eyes, but they couldn't leave any traces in her heart.

However, there was only a silver thread behind her. It was a figure on the first stone staircase, twenty years old. The face is quite handsome, but the facial features are slightly rough, the lines are hard, the breath is restrained, and it seems to be old and calm, but there is a compelling sharpness in the eyes.

That's Zhuang Wudao - in this world, apart from him, who else can make her half a hindrance? Who can leave a trace in her heart?

If you see this world, who else can make her worry about her stomach, her heart haunted her dreams, and make her willing to bear it, even if she falls from this road, this is the only one.

It wasn't until the eight hundred and sixty-seventh level that Nie Xianling calmly walked at this point.

In front of me is also a woman in a red robe, with a delicate and vulgar face, I see pity, facial features, and she is similar to her.

Mother?

Nie Xianling's eyes were dazed for a while, and after a moment, he smiled again and stepped over the steps.

Although there is no news about the woman's figure, the silk thread involved is invisible.

The grace of fertility cannot be forgotten, but it is nothing more. Since she can remember, she has only seen her mother more than a dozen times, and there are only a handful of mother-daughter conversations.

Really speaking, the most reassuring and most lively days in her life were actually on the shore of Half Moon Lake, when she was a spirit slave.

Nie Yinxian's death may be pitiful, but it is also his own fault. The root of love is wrong, and it is not human. Before the fall, he did not repent.

Nie Xianling never understood why she had to go to that cold place when Nie Yinxian was pregnant. I can't figure out why, after knowing that Feng has no second intentions, Nie Yinxian still has to endure for decades, and he still has to give birth to blood and bones for him.

Be all abroad!

All the mother's wishes, all the unfulfilled wishes, she can bear, but her heart is not hindered.

Whether it is the Nie family or Haitao Tower, she does her best, if she can succeed, it doesn't matter if she can't, just ask for a clear conscience.

Eight hundred and sixty-eight stone steps, another memorable figure. Like her mother, she should have been very familiar. However, at this time, Nie Xianling looked at it in his eyes, but he felt strange.

Father?

Nie Xianling smiled, the wind was light and calm, and there was no obstacle. It was still a step over, the sleeves of the robe waved, and there was no image in front of him, and the time immediately dispersed with the wind.

Father also has the virtue of procreation, but this affection has long been worn away in the more than ten years since her life.

All kinds of precautions, all kinds of calculations, just for Haitao Tower, for the Nie family's relics, just for the realm of the Yuan Shen.

Once she also thought about what kind of existence she had in the eyes of the sealed, was it her own daughter, or was it just a tool, or was it just a scourge left by Nie Yinxian's slut?

In any case, if the father is not the father, the daughter is not the daughter.

However, in Nie Xianling's eyes, there was not the slightest hatred, only indifference. The love is cold, the blood is still there, and the blood still flows from this 'father' in this body.

But that's all—

Stepping through this level, Nie Xianling's smile became more and more sweet and bright. She was not without resentment, but she was more open than Zhuang Wudao, and she had no obsession.

Or the perspective is different, so the mood is different. What does her parent's grievance have to do with her?

How could a man like his father deserve to leave a trace in her heart?

Eight hundred and sixty-nine stone steps, another familiar figure. Haitao Lou Huangfu Qingtao, her mother's old department, is also the person who sent her out of the East China Sea,

Nie Xianling's eyes were complicated, both grateful and defensive. Although she is young, she can know that this person sent her out of the Haitao Building, but in fact, she has bad intentions and is the biggest opponent in the Haitao Building.

However, if there is no trip away from the dust, how can there be the opportunity of the Half Moon Tower?

Eight hundred and eighty-seven stone steps, Nie Xianling's brisk pace finally stopped. There was no one around, and there was no image in the depths of her memory. However, this step, Nie Xianling was never able to take a step.

Nie Xianling looked thoughtfully in front of her. There is only one more stone staircase, and an eighth bell rings.

However, this level is like a moat, so she can't cross it.

It seems that there is something missing about himself-

In just a moment, Nie Xianling's eyes lit up slightly. Yes, it is the heart that has nothing to ask for, and there is no obsession.

After five years away from the dust, she was diligent in her cultivation and studied Taoism hard. But that's not so much a quest for the Tao as a quest for survival.

Nie Xianling couldn't tell why she still had such a strong desire to survive after experiencing all kinds of pain and unhappiness for sixteen years.

I want to survive, I want to see if I am really superfluous in this world. It's also because Shouyuan is not long that I want to see more, greedy for this life-

However, this seems to be something that cannot be hoped for, but Nie Xianling is already close at hand, and he only needs to have another hundred levels, and he can get his wish.

The obsession has been dispersed, so the Tao heart does not exist. Although her heart is unhindered, she secretly conforms to the ruthless reason of the Taishang, but her will is like a plate of scattered sand at this time, difficult to gather, and she has no heart to forge ahead.

In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through Nie Xianling's mind, thinking of Zhuang Wudao, and also thinking of the foundation building qi in the sect, who were over a hundred years old and dying one after another.

Nie Xianling's eyes gradually condensed, and her smile appeared again. Now that we've come this far, why not keep going? See if you can really ask about immortality.

Not for himself, only for him - just to accompany that person, from now on in the path of immortality, there will be no loneliness. "Is it also purple light? the same as the Daoless junior brother. ”

"At this level, I remember that Patriarch Xuanxiao's handwriting once hinted that after the six hundred and sixty-sixth level, it seems to be a test of talent?"

"Gold is precious, purple is extreme, purple light lingers in the body, there must be meaning!"

"In addition to purple light, there are also variegated colors, yellow, blue and red light, mainly yellow light, so I don't know what it means. ”

"The first five hundred levels, the time is slightly higher than that of the Daoless junior brother. However, after five hundred levels, the time is still less than that of no way. I really don't know how to judge this woman's talent. ”

"It's said to be an ice-type celestial product—"

"However, I see that he is in addition to the immeasurable sword duel, Tianxuan is based on the true scriptures of the world, Shangxiao Yingyuan Cave is true to the thunder true law, and Nanming Jidu is a fire god duel, and these three doors are also a small achievement. ”

"Isn't this a violation of the rules?"

"No, he's a secret disciple. The spiritual slaves under the door already have some privileges. It is against the rules, but it is pardonable, as long as you pay enough good deeds. The only mistake is that you can't take back the exercises on this woman after the revolution. ”

"The three martial arts, how come they are all the two systems of earth and fire?

Some people were still puzzled and speculating, but Chi Lingzi asked directly: "Senior Brother Zhuang, Xianling her, could it be ice, fire and earth, a three-line heavenly product?"

Zhuang Wudao glanced at this person, the master of Beitang Wan'er, and the person who almost knocked him into the abyss with his own hands at the beginning.

However, by this time, Zhuang Wudao's resentment had disappeared. Knowing that there is a cause, even if this one person did not intervene that day, there would still be no second result.

Isn't it my luck to be able to worship under the gate of Xuanling Mountain?

"Senior brother clearly sees that in addition to this female ice heavenly product, there is indeed an earth and fire second-line heavenly spiritual root. ”

However, it did not mention Nie Xianling's delusional soul body and possible immortal earth spirit root. The wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will urge it.

Too much talent and intelligence is the cause of trouble. He is dignified and fearless, but it does not mean that Nie Xianling needs to be as sharp as him.

However, even if it is just that, the people around who hear it are also 'buzzing'.

You must know that the Taiping Dao Chongyangzi in the north is just a heavenly ice spirit root, but Nie Xianling has the same three lines.

Although the former, in addition to the spiritual root, also has a cold monarch dao body. However, even if Nie Xianling can step on the purple light on the way to the Dao Heaven, he may not have a special physique.

"In this way, this one hundred and eleven level can also be easily crossed?"

"It should be so, the three series of heavenly products, the Tianyi countries have never seen it in the past ten thousand years!"

At this time, the eyes of the Yang Fa real person were already complicated, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Sikong Hong guessed a few points of this real person's intentions, and said with a sneer: "If it weren't for Qiyang Peak's betrayal first, your spirit slave would not have been able to turn around to Huangji Peak." It's a bargain for them!"

However, in the end, he still cares about the face of the Yuan Shen Zhenren, and he doesn't want the people of Huangji Peak to hear it, and when he speaks, only Zhuang Wudao can hear it.

Zhuang Wudao smiled dumbly, noncommittal. Then he watched Nie Xianling step on the seven hundred and seventy-seven steps, and the seventh bell rang.

I couldn't help but condense slightly, this is the last level of the Daoye Heavenly Path. As long as you pass, after that, it will be a smooth road, and then there will be no obstacles. If you can't pass it, your Dao heart will be seriously damaged, and even if you are lucky enough to survive, you will fall into the mud and dust of hell from then on.

But seeing Nie Xianling's lips smiling, he stepped on the seven hundred and seventy-eight bluestone steps, and then climbed up the steps step by step, one step at a time, and almost did not stop.

Zhuang Wudao's face changed slightly, and a trace of disbelief flashed in his eyes. Until the eight hundred and fifty level, Nie Xianling's footsteps did not pause in the slightest.

And at this time, in the main hall of Lichen, there was also a dead silence again, and the people beside him, intentionally or unintentionally, all swept their eyes towards him, and their eyes were extremely strange.

"I see that you had a worried look in your eyes before, could it be that this layer is testing the Dao heart?"

Sikong Hong asked casually, but Zhuang Wudao was still silent, his eyes were glazed, and he never answered.

Sikong Hong knew the answer, Zhuang Wudao and the three methods, and they were all full of confidence in Nie Xianling's talent and understanding.

Then the only thing that can make the two of them is the Dao Heart.

Thinking of this, Sikong Hong couldn't help but sneer: "I remember that you were here at the beginning, and it took nearly half a day. At this time, I saw that my family abandoned slaves like a bamboo, but I felt lost in my heart?"

Zhuang Wudao glared at him fiercely, but he also knew that most of the senior brothers around him looked at him with the same intention as Sikong Hong at this time.

Three years ago, after the seven hundred and seventy-seven levels, he was struggling, but Nie Xianling's rhythm was still the same as before, and he never slowed down a bit.

Doesn't this mean that this woman's talent is actually above his Zhuang Wudao?

"It's not lost, it's just curious. ”

Zhuang Wudao looked at Nie Xianling in the green shadow under the 'Nine Hills Mirror' from afar, and his eyes were unpredictable: "Curious about her, why can she still be so relaxed?"

In his heart, he really wanted to know what Nie Xianling on Daoye Mountain saw on the green jade stone steps, and what kind of thoughts did he have?

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At this time, Nie Xianling was indeed relaxed and light-footed. was regarded as a path of no return to death by the disciples in the Leaving Dust Sect, but under her feet, it was like an ordinary mountain road.

Walking on it, Nie Xianling didn't feel difficult at all, the whole person seemed to be playing in the mountains and rivers, stepping on a youth tour, and even had time to enjoy the surrounding scenery.

Every time she crossed a step, a figure would appear in front of her, including her most familiar to her youngest, her bloodline relatives, her mother Nie Yinxian's old subordinates, and the Nie family's outer clansmen.

Faces passed in front of her eyes, but they couldn't leave any traces in her heart.

However, there was only a silver thread behind her. It was a figure on the first stone staircase, twenty years old. The face is quite handsome, but the facial features are slightly rough, the lines are hard, the breath is restrained, and it seems to be old and calm, but there is a compelling sharpness in the eyes.

That's Zhuang Wudao - in this world, apart from him, who else can make her half a hindrance? Who can leave a trace in her heart?

If you see this world, who else can make her worry about her stomach, her heart haunted her dreams, and make her willing to bear it, even if she falls from this road, this is the only one.

It wasn't until the eight hundred and sixty-seventh level that Nie Xianling calmly walked at this point.

In front of me is also a woman in a red robe, with a delicate and vulgar face, I see pity, facial features, and she is similar to her.

Mother?

Nie Xianling's eyes were dazed for a while, and after a moment, he smiled again and stepped over the steps.

Although there is no news about the woman's figure, the silk thread involved is invisible.

The grace of fertility cannot be forgotten, but it is nothing more. Since she can remember, she has only seen her mother more than a dozen times, and there are only a handful of mother-daughter conversations.

Really speaking, the most reassuring and most lively days in her life were actually on the shore of Half Moon Lake, when she was a spirit slave.

Nie Yinxian's death may be pitiful, but it is also his own fault. The root of love is wrong, and it is not human. Before the fall, he did not repent.

Nie Xianling never understood why she had to go to that cold place when Nie Yinxian was pregnant. I can't figure out why, after knowing that Feng has no second intentions, Nie Yinxian still has to endure for decades, and he still has to give birth to blood and bones for him.

Be all abroad!

All the mother's wishes, all the unfulfilled wishes, she can bear, but her heart is not hindered.

Whether it is the Nie family or Haitao Tower, she does her best, if she can succeed, it doesn't matter if she can't, just ask for a clear conscience.

Eight hundred and sixty-eight stone steps, another memorable figure. Like her mother, she should have been very familiar. However, at this time, Nie Xianling looked at it in his eyes, but he felt strange.

Father?

Nie Xianling smiled, the wind was light and calm, and there was no obstacle. It was still a step over, the sleeves of the robe waved, and there was no image in front of him, and the time immediately dispersed with the wind.

Father also has the virtue of procreation, but this affection has long been worn away in the more than ten years since her life.

All kinds of precautions, all kinds of calculations, just for Haitao Tower, for the Nie family's relics, just for the realm of the Yuan Shen.

Once she also thought about what kind of existence she had in the eyes of the sealed, was it her own daughter, or was it just a tool, or was it just a scourge left by Nie Yinxian's slut?

In any case, if the father is not the father, the daughter is not the daughter.

However, in Nie Xianling's eyes, there was not the slightest hatred, only indifference. The love is cold, the blood is still there, and the blood still flows from this 'father' in this body.

But that's all—

Stepping through this level, Nie Xianling's smile became more and more sweet and bright. She was not without resentment, but she was more open than Zhuang Wudao, and she had no obsession.

Or the perspective is different, so the mood is different. What does her parent's grievance have to do with her?

How could a man like his father deserve to leave a trace in her heart?

Eight hundred and sixty-nine stone steps, another familiar figure. Haitao Lou Huangfu Qingtao, her mother's old department, is also the person who sent her out of the East China Sea,

Nie Xianling's eyes were complicated, both grateful and defensive. Although she is young, she can know that this person sent her out of the Haitao Building, but in fact, she has bad intentions and is the biggest opponent in the Haitao Building.

However, if there is no trip away from the dust, how can there be the opportunity of the Half Moon Tower?

Eight hundred and eighty-seven stone steps, Nie Xianling's brisk pace finally stopped. There was no one around, and there was no image in the depths of her memory. However, this step, Nie Xianling was never able to take a step.

Nie Xianling looked thoughtfully in front of her. There is only one more stone staircase, and an eighth bell rings.

However, this level is like a moat, so she can't cross it.

It seems that there is something missing about himself-

In just a moment, Nie Xianling's eyes lit up slightly. Yes, it is the heart that has nothing to ask for, and there is no obsession.

After five years away from the dust, she was diligent in her cultivation and studied Taoism hard. But that's not so much a quest for the Tao as a quest for survival.

Nie Xianling couldn't tell why she still had such a strong desire to survive after experiencing all kinds of pain and unhappiness for sixteen years.

I want to survive, I want to see if I am really superfluous in this world. It's also because Shouyuan is not long that I want to see more, greedy for this life-

However, this seems to be something that cannot be hoped for, but Nie Xianling is already close at hand, and he only needs to have another hundred levels, and he can get his wish.

The obsession has been dispersed, so the Tao heart does not exist. Although her heart is unhindered, she secretly conforms to the ruthless reason of the Taishang, but her will is like a plate of scattered sand at this time, difficult to gather, and she has no heart to forge ahead.

In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through Nie Xianling's mind, thinking of Zhuang Wudao, and also thinking of the foundation building qi in the sect, who were over a hundred years old and dying one after another.

Nie Xianling's eyes gradually condensed, and her smile appeared again. Now that we've come this far, why not keep going? See if you can really ask about immortality.

Not for himself, only for him - just to accompany that person, from now on in the path of immortality, there will be no loneliness.