Most of the people who have woken up have remained silent and have not communicated with each other.

Of course, Zhang Mo didn't know how to make a bird, and immediately sat cross-legged with peace of mind.

After another half a day, when no more teenagers were caught, the whole cloth bag suddenly trembled, and Zhang Mo only felt that his body was twisted, and he was thrown out.

Everyone was thrown to the ground like raindrops, which caused some of the people who were pretending to be asleep to wake up immediately, so that they were spared from hitting their faces on the ground.

Zhang Mo is mixed in with a group of people, and he is inconspicuous.

The very sloppy old man stood obscenely and looked at Zhang Mo's embarrassed appearance, if someone twisted his body in mid-air and landed in a more perfect posture when he finally landed, the old man would nod with satisfaction.

"Some of you know why you're being brought here, and some of you don't. The old man spoke. "But it doesn't matter, I will say it in detail, the old man is a disciple of the Beggar, and you are all fortunate to be the disciple of the Beggar. ”

Rumble!

After the old man finished speaking, the people below exploded.

Zhang Mo didn't know where this beggar venerable came from, but there were local natives in the divine realm in this group of teenagers, and of course they knew the name of the beggar venerable.

"This is the most mysterious of the Seven Venerables, and his whereabouts are so erratic that even the disciples of the sect are difficult to encounter. ”

A teenager beside Zhang Mo muttered quietly, which immediately attracted the attention of the people around him.

"Silence me!" the old man shouted, and an invisible sound wave spread out of his mouth, and everyone felt a tingling pain in their eardrums, and immediately covered their ears and did not dare to speak casually.

"Good. Now begin to divide the group, and those who have risen from the Nether stand on the left. "When everybody settles down. The old man spoke. "Others are standing on the right. ”

Zhang Mo frowned and walked to the left, but there were not many people who had ascended. There are less than ten of them when they are full, and in comparison, there are dozens of local natives in the Divine Realm.

"Then you follow me up the mountain, which will determine your future position in the door, and I hope you will treat it with your heart. The old man smiled, kicked his feet, and immediately jumped up the white steps in front of him.

Zhang Mo looked up and saw that the white steps reached into the sky, as if there was no end.

Everyone began to follow the old man up the stairs. However, the flying and local natives have been clearly separated, Zhang Mo picked a position in the middle, and followed the team unhurriedly.

In the first 100 steps, everyone basically had no pressure, at most they were a little panting and spent some energy.

However, after going up the 500 steps, some people began to fall behind, and all those who fell behind would stop on the steps and eventually disappear.

1,000 steps. Some people begin to fall into an inexplicable coma, then lie down on the steps and snore as if they were asleep.

Even Zhang Mo couldn't help yawning, and it seemed that he hadn't slept for several days. The dark circles on the eye sockets are very noticeable.

At this time, there were only three people left in the ascension team on the left, and there were five natives on the right, making a total of eight people. Each continued to climb up with a pair of panda eyes.

The sloppy old man still walked forward unhurriedly, but he felt a little emotion in his heart: the quality of this batch of little guys is too poor. If it weren't for the turmoil in the divine realm, why would the old man come out to forcibly kidnap these people with vulgar qualifications?

Two thousand steps. Zhang Mo only felt that his eyelids were about to close, and if he was given a pillow, he could basically sleep next to him.

There were only three teenagers around him who were still tenaciously boiling, the sloppy old man glanced back at Zhang Mo, with a look of surprise in his eyes, judging from his previous performance, Zhang Mo was not very good, but he didn't expect him to persist until now.

"There seems to be an invisible hallucination on this staircase, which can make people sleepy. Zhang Mo suddenly remembered the Lotus Heart Purifying Technique he had practiced before, and immediately began to run this exercise in his heart, and it worked, and after a while, his eyelids were no longer together, and the dark circles under his eyes also faded a little.

At the time of 2,500 steps, the remaining three teenagers finally couldn't help but lie down on the steps and fall asleep, snoring one after another, resounding in the sky.

Zhang Mo, with the assistance of the Lotus Pure Heart Technique, had the help of God, and he had been following the sloppy old man without falling.

"Hey, this kid can be unaffected, I want to see where he can go!" The sloppy old man saw Zhang Mo following closely behind, and he was also a little curious, and he accelerated his pace at the moment.

Three thousand steps, Zhang Mo has no pressure.

Five thousand steps, even the sloppy old man felt a little struggling, but Zhang Mo was still relaxed, which directly stimulated the sloppy old man, and he continued to speed up.

6,000 steps...... When he reached the 8,000 steps, the sloppy old man also walked up exhausted with a pair of dark circles under his eyes.

Zhang Mo even faded the dark circles under his eyes, and followed the sloppy old man freely.

Eight thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine, when he reached this step, the sloppy old man had already broken out a layer of sweat on his forehead, and his eyes were red, and he was at the end of his crossbow.

"I don't believe he can come to me. The sloppy old man turned his slightly stiff head around, just in time to see Zhang Mo walking to his side.

Burst!

The sloppy old man spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell asleep on the steps unwillingly.

Zhang Mo hesitated for a while, but still stepped on the last step, the ninth thousandth step.

As soon as he stepped on it, Zhang Mo felt that the scenery in front of him had changed abruptly, and an old man in a white robe was looking at him kindly.

"With a drop of divine power, you can walk up the nine thousand sleeping steps, are you willing to be my disciple of the Beggar Venerable?" The body of the white-robed old man floated in the air, exuding a brilliance that made people dare not look at it directly, obviously just a thought.

When the white-robed old man appeared, Zhang Mo sensed that the drop of divine power in his body was vibrating, and he also showed a shocked look at the moment, just a thought can have such power, and the beggar Venerable's deity will definitely have stronger strength.

"The disciple is willing. Zhang Mo immediately bowed to the tunnel.

"Okay, then I'll pass on the basics of the Book of Dreams to you now, and you must practice diligently, and don't slack off. Venerable Beggar stretched out his hand, and a point of fluorescent green light sank into Zhang Mo's forehead.

Immediately, a technique left an imprint in Zhang Mo's mind, as if it was innately present in his brain.

"The teacher has already left a mark on your soul, if you can make a breakthrough, the teacher will teach you the next stage of the exercises. After the beggar Venerable finished speaking, he dissipated in front of Zhang Mo.

And Zhang Mo sat cross-legged on the steps and began to comprehend the "Book of Sleep", and about an hour later, Zhang Mo's face showed a look of crying and laughing.

(To be continued.) )