By the time Xue Li carried the dead leaves back to the tenth floor of the stairs, the dead leaves had no more air intake.

Looking at the bleak appearance of the withered leaves, Xue Li shook his head vigorously, and sighed in his heart that this kid was too crazy, too desperate, and he knew that he couldn't do it, but he still wanted to do it, should he say that he insisted? Or did he not know the current affairs and did not know himself?

Xue Li knew that the withered leaves would have to be used for a long time if they wanted to fully recover, so they were not in a hurry to leave, so they began to cultivate on the tenth layer of the ladder.

Not to mention, walking down these ten steps, Xue Li could clearly feel that the spiritual power in his Danhai had been compressed to a very exaggerated level, the quality was much better than at the beginning, and he was comfortable at the moment.

After a whole day, Xue Li felt that his cultivation had made another breakthrough, and now he had reached the point of a half-step golden pill, and the spiritual power in the Danhai was saturated, and he only needed an opportunity to form a golden pill and achieve the golden pill stage.

It's just that Xue Li's eyes were not too excited, but full of sorrow.

One day, people kept coming to challenge the ten steps, but no one succeeded in climbing the tenth step, not even the best ones were only the seventh floor, and not a single genius who climbed the eighth floor.

And these monks who came to challenge were all peerless geniuses in the outside world, at least the places where they lived before were super geniuses, and there was no second genius who could be compared to them in a country.

With so many geniuses all trapped in front of these ten steps, how can people not be depressed?

But Xue Li's sorrow was not this, at that time, he and the withered leaf monk were very difficult to climb the tenth step of the ladder, although the beliefs of the two people were different, but they were all for their own persistence to climb up step by step.

Xue Li didn't know what the attachment of the withered leaves was, but he went to the tenth layer in order to save the tricolor bird, and after the tricolor bird had been in his body for a year, Xue Li found that one person and one bird seemed to have a relationship in the dark, and it was already a loss-making relationship.

Xue Li couldn't say why, but he guessed that it was caused by the tricolor bird eating his heart, right? In short, it was impossible for him to leave the tricolor bird alone in this golden pagoda.

Although Xue Li found it difficult to climb the ten-story staircase, he had a different opinion in the eyes of the other monks.

Xue Li was not too embarrassed from beginning to end, and even stood up straight at the back and stepped on the tenth step of the stairs, and the monks who stood below to watch thought that these ten steps were nothing more than that, and the miserable situation of the dead leaves was just a lack of learning.

As a result, no matter who has confidence, no matter who dares to come up to challenge the challenge, but most of the geniuses' faces changed after walking up the ladder, and the more they walked, the more surprised they became, the strength of gravity on the ladder was really beyond their imagination.

Many geniuses who don't know why they challenge the ladder are difficult to advance when they reach the fifth level, and there are very few who can reach the sixth level, and as for the seventh layer, only a few outstanding people can do it.

After feeling the gravitational field of the ladder, some people retreated obediently in the face of difficulties, but there were also those who refused to admit defeat and gritted their teeth and continued to climb up, but they became a pile of bones and remained on the ladder forever.

At the moment they died, they were unwilling, but at that moment all their unwillingness, all their persistence, and all their attachments seemed so vulgar and fragile, and they turned into nothingness at the touch of a touch.

More and more geniuses fought to the death in order to be able to enter the third layer of the Golden Pagoda and the ten-story staircase, but in fact, it was cruel that Xue Li couldn't bear to look at it directly.

There were constantly descendants who stepped on the former's body and tried to approach the next floor, and then were crushed by the gravity field and fell to the top of the stairs.

What is it that makes these proud sons of the sky not hesitate to pursue it with death, knowing that it is a dead end but still going on, is it possible that these geniuses are all fools? Xue Li was puzzled in his heart, and couldn't help but sigh: Is this what it means to die and die?

Those geniuses who were still hesitating at the foot of the ladder could clearly see that Xue Li was now sitting on the tenth floor of the stairs, and was looking down on them, and they were very unconvinced, and even those geniuses who retreated after the challenge had a fire in their hearts that did not admit defeat.

So, they couldn't see the corpse of the person who fell on the stairs of their predecessors, and they couldn't see the sad look in Xue Li's eyes, in order to be able to find out the secret of this golden pagoda, in order to be able to cultivate immortals along the way without lagging behind anyone, they began to go forward and follow.

The corpses of these geniuses crowded the sixth and seventh stairs, all of them were blurred with flesh and blood, and the bones were shattered, and then the corpses piled up too much, and the corpses began to slide down the three, four, and five stairs behind, and it is estimated that they did not expect to die, they were not as good as some people in their lifetimes, and they actually had to condescend to others after death, as the pride of geniuses, they could not live in peace when they died!

The more Xue Li looked at it, the more sad he became, and he could only close his eyes and no longer look at the tragedy that happened under his feet.

Although he has also killed people, and every time he kills people, he does not have any symptoms, when he died in his hands, Fang Wenshan was also the first person to die in his hands, and Xue Li did not have any discomfort, this world is originally the weak and the strong, and the strong can go to the back on the road of cultivating immortals, Xue Li has been mentally prepared to kill since he decided to embark on the road of cultivating immortals, and he really thinks that a Fang Wenshan is nothing, damn it, he killed it very easily, and his heart was very relaxed.

Later, the two Jindan periods that died in Qingfeng Town only made Xue Li feel a little uneasy in his heart, and sighed that the monks of the Jindan period in this world could not protect themselves, as for the monks and people who died in that battle, Xue Li didn't dare to think about it, he was afraid that his sentimental emotions would make him unable to get out of the shadow of that war.

Then he killed a man and a woman in the first 10,000-person conference, but at that time, in Xue Li's own words, he was forced to do it, and the man and woman took the lead, so it was naturally impossible for him to be killed, so he could only resist.

It was only now on these ten steps that Xue Li truly realized the fragility of life, and truly understood the cruelty of this path of cultivating immortals, and how important strength is on this path of cultivating immortals.

It's just that the withered leaf monk used it to recover from his injuries took a whole day, which made Xue Li a little difficult, but in the back, Xue Li had already figured it out, whether they were willing to cultivate immortals all the way, at least challenging the ten steps was their own choice.

He didn't know what was on the third level of the Golden Tower, but what he knew was that everyone who died on the stairs didn't know what was on the third floor.

It is ridiculous to pay the price of one's life for the sake of a future that he does not know, and there is no more pity in his heart, but more indifference.

At this time, the withered leaves had also healed and regained their senses, only to hear the withered leaves say lightly: "Amitabha, the world is nothing but chaos, I hope that all the donors will finally be liberated." Fu said to Xue Li again: "The road to becoming an immortal is originally to take your life with the sky, and if there are many losses, the donor doesn't have to mind." ”

Xue Li didn't speak, turned around and left, leaving behind piles of bones and scraps on the stairs.