If Yang Lin could hear the words of the Dao Shi monk before climbing the steps, he might be able to wake up something, but a person like the Qingyun Holy Maiden who had successfully climbed the ladder only relied on chance, and the way of the trick could not be understood in a few words.

And unlike what Dao Shi said, he only cared about moving forward all the way and directly reached the top, so no matter how much Qingyun Holy Maiden hoped that Yang Lin would be able to climb the ladder successfully, but what she thought in her heart was different, how to guide the maze, if it was so easy, the ninety-nine golden brick steps would not be worthy of the name.

What's more, although the truth is simple, but the more you move forward, the skeletons that emerge, the stronger the power of the withered hands, as long as you stop for a while, it is very easy to lose your way, and it is easy to avoid those halfway obstacles.

Moreover, although Dao Shi understands that you can successfully climb the stairs by moving forward in a straight line without avoiding detours, in fact, in the reticulated blood river, there are roads all around, and any straight line will be successful in climbing the stairs at the end, and what you are afraid of is only changing direction halfway, so as to step back to the original point.

The last thirty-three layers of gold brick steps are like a compass at this time, rotating from time to time, it seems that Yang Lin is walking up, down, left and right, but in fact, it is only Yang Lin who changes direction in the illusion, rather than showing the left and right directions that Yang Lin walked in the illusion.

The endless skull blood corpses, the endless dry hands and broken legs, when he felt that the strength of the skeleton blood corpses around him was much stronger than the power of the dry hands that appeared in the position he had just left before, Yang Lin suddenly thought of something.

Before, on the thirty-third order in the middle, the further back, the stronger the power of the sword plus body, and at this time, the last thirty-third order, is it also the same as the power of the sword, but the further back, the stronger the power of the skeleton and blood corpse that appears.

Could it be that as long as you kill all the way to the strongest skeleton and blood corpse, you can reach the other side, Yang Lin couldn't help but have a feasible method in his heart, although it seems clumsy.

With a palm blow to the attacking skeleton, Yang Lin continued to fly forward, only stopping from time to time, luring out the nearby blood corpse skeleton, and after slashing, confirm the size of its strength, and then choose the way to go.

When the autumn sun set early and the afterglow scattered on the golden brick steps, I saw that Yang Lin had adjusted his direction at some point, facing the direction of the Holy King's Palace, and took a difficult upward step.

At this time, Yang Lin, who was in the illusion world, didn't know that he had actually found a way to climb the ladder successfully, and only insisted on the idea in his heart, which was to kill all the way to the bloody corpse skeleton with more power.

It may be that the pace is too slow, or it may be that it is almost dusk, the crowd of people watching the excitement has slowly dispersed, and those strange eyes in the forest have slowly disappeared, even the Taoist stone monk is not stopping to watch, but leading Li Zhen to the residence, and said as he walked: "It seems that Yang Lin has found the right way, but for some reason, the speed of travel is so slow, so calculated, tomorrow morning may be able to see the difference!"

In fact, Yang Lin didn't find the right way at all, but used his extremely tired mind to open up a bloody path, and when he repelled and annihilated the increasingly powerful skeletons and bloody corpses around him, Yang Lin had only one idea in his heart, which was to kill a bloody path.

It seemed that he would never be tireless, Yang Lin went all the way, and when the cultivation of the skeleton and blood corpse that appeared again became stronger and stronger, it unconsciously stimulated Yang Lin's potential, and the power of his mind became stronger, so as to ensure that Yang Lin could not be pulled into the blood river by those blood corpse skeletons.

Although the pace of progress was slow, it was advancing, and after occasionally walking diagonally for a while, he turned to the positive direction of the Holy King's Hall, and turned to the Qingyun Holy Maiden who was full of affection between the eyebrows in front of the temple.

The morning light shines through the crystal clear dew, shining with multicolored light, revealing the freshness, and the forest is full of people at some point, completely ignoring the wet and dew-soaked clothes, staring intently at the figure on the golden brick steps that is about to reach the top.

or resentment, or anger, or jealousy, or comfort, all kinds of hearts, thousands of hearts, but can not stop the figure that keeps insisting, even if the figure is tired, but still insists on taking the last step upward, without a trace of retreat.

The body and mind seemed to be integrated into the heaven and earth, the mind was not tired, the strength was not exhausted, the hands danced, the feet stepped on angrily, and the group of skeletons and bloody corpses that emerged at some point in front of him were cut off, and all obstacles that blocked the progress were rushed.

Suddenly, he found that there was a glimmer of light in front of him, although it was not obvious, but it was extremely obvious to Yang Lin, who had been slashed in the dim blood river for a long time.

I don't know how many blood marks have been stained on my body, and my hands and feet, which have been a little numb, gently shook off the stump and flesh on my body, Yang Lin strode forward, and took a step forward with a touch of light.

With one foot over, Yang Lin suddenly felt that the rising sun was a little dazzling, unconsciously narrowed his eyes, turned his head sideways, and a pair of powerful but extremely soft little hands on the side gently held Yang Lin's hands that had felt a little numb.

"You've succeeded!" Qingyun Holy Maiden seemed to have a hard time suppressing the joy in her heart, and said with a trembling voice. The silkworm brocade robe had already surfaced on its own, blocking the body covered under the tulle, holding the tulle that was still hidden with lingering fragrance, looking at the ecstatic face in front of him, Yang Lin nodded lightly.

The four eyes were facing each other, and they just smiled faintly at each other, but the smile was extremely sweet, at least the Qingyun Holy Maiden was full of sweetness, but Yang Lin was sweet and slightly astringent, a kind of astringency that did not match the scene at this time.

The moment the golden steps reached the top and struggled out of the river of blood, Yang Lin suddenly realized that it turned out that when Xiuzhen reached the final moment, there was only persistent persistence left. When we understand that cultivating the truth to the Mahayana is to break through all the obstructive forces between heaven and earth, and to perfectly combine the mind and the power.

If before climbing the stairs, after listening to the words of the Dao Shi Monk, Yang Lin may not bother to kill the blood corpse skeletons that are obstacles, and fly forward directly, even if he finally feels the combination of strength and mind, and succeeds in ascending the stairs, without experiencing the moment of killing life and death, how can he feel deeper, and in the end, because the mind and strength are not perfectly combined, after all, he still falls behind, and the truth in the middle is not what the Dao Shi Monk can understand only by guessing.

The breeze is blowing, the early sun is warm, looking down at the golden light under his feet, Yang Lin's brows are flat, looking at it as if he is in another world, the Qingyun Holy Maiden beside him is obediently standing beside her, a pair of soft and shy sleeves, I don't know if I am holding it.

Reminiscing about the clear experience on the ninety-nine golden bricks, the state of mind has gone from returning to the void to merging, until the Mahayana, and experiencing it one by one, and the benefits obtained are really difficult to describe in words.

As long as the mana divine thoughts reach the required level, it will be much easier to break through the cultivation, and there is no need to bother to comprehend the state of mind of a higher realm. You must know that many people who have cultivated to the highest level of cultivation are not able to take that step in the end because of their lack of state of mind, and their souls return to nothingness, which shows the importance of the degree of state of mind.

Yang Lin was laughing, but the onlookers in the forest on the steps were all sorts of things, Niu Lu's anger, the gloom of the old man of the Mu clan, the incomprehension and sigh of the Daoshi monk, Li Zhen's entanglement and self-deprecation, and the two Mei family disciples whose faces were gloomy like water and did not hurry to leave.

Slowly opening his eyes, Yang Lin had already kept that trace of enlightenment in mind, looking at the little bird beside him in the form of a human Qingyun Holy Maiden, he was in a good mood, and asked softly: "Now you can go to see the Holy King." ”

"The Holy King has the power of heaven and earth, and when he wants to see you, he will transmit the news to you, don't be in a hurry at this time, so that I can understand everything you have experienced, and now you should know the benefits of stepping into this ninety-nine golden brick level!"

The Qingyun Holy Maiden faced the Holy King Palace, and said with an admiring smile: "Climb this golden brick step, you can become the guest elder of my Qingyun tribe, worship by our clan, and have the opportunity to enter the Qingyun Cave to comprehend the immortal machine, my green leaf is obtained from the Qingyun Cave, if you have the opportunity to enter, you must get less benefits than me." ”

"What is Elder Keqing going to do?" Yang Lin asked with a smile.

"When our people are in danger, stand up. The momentum was extremely rising, and the Qingyun Holy Maiden said with a straight face, as if it was duty-bound. Although it was simple to listen to, Yang Lin didn't think that Elder Keqing was so comfortable, and he was already carrying the burden of supporting the Dongshun Wu family, so it was difficult to have another home in the Qingyun tribe.

However, if you can live in peace with the Qingyun Holy Maiden on Qingyun Mountain, it will also be a good thing, but when she thinks of the blood-stained Qingyun reflected in the hexagram, Yang Linfu became a little silent again, but he still found an excuse and asked: "The Qingyun tribe has been famous in the Southern Wilderness for a long time, and where is the danger, isn't it raising an idler in vain." ”

"Usually, the Holy King will temporarily summon the elders of the clan to complete some difficult things, but there are also a lot of rewards afterwards, at least there will be no shortage of pills and the like, if you want to turn into a pill like the Void Pill, you only need to complete a few major things, and you will have a chance to get it. ”

It seems that she is extremely proud of the rewards in the clan, and the Qingyun Holy Maiden seems to be proud. But he didn't know that Yang Lin, who nodded and chuckled lightly, only had more than ten Void Pills in the current bright silver armor, and with his current cultivation, it would not be too much to refine the Void Pill, and it would not be too much to take seven or eight out of ten, and how could he care about the Void Pill that was extremely precious in the eyes of outsiders.

Undertaking is a must, not to mention that Ling'er has been guarding himself, although he doesn't know what happened, but a thin veil with a hint of Ling'er's body fragrance shows that when he ascended the steps, something must have happened.

"Sounds good!" There were too many unknown facts, and Yang Lin really didn't dare to make any promises, so he had to pretend to have a yearning look on his face and replied with a smile.

"It doesn't seem like you are too willing?" Seeming to be a little dissatisfied with Yang Lin's ambiguous words, the Qingyun Holy Maiden pretended to have to give an explanation, and asked stubbornly.

Just as he was not knowing how to answer, he suddenly heard an old and loud voice from the temple of the Holy King, like a morning bell, purifying people's hearts and souls.

"Sure enough, there are blessed people, since they have successfully ascended the ladder, let's enter the temple!"