After ascending the ninth step, Meng Xuan immediately saw that there were two stone tablets standing on the tenth step or so. The stele on the left is engraved with a few names, Qin Hongwan is impressively listed, but it is a record of those who have ascended to the ninth order of the wizard, some people have left their names, and some people have only left their code names. The stele on the right side is engraved with a sentence: "But for the sake of immortals, why abandon the way? Why behead yourself?"

"Decapitation...... Abandonment ......"

Meng Xuan savored these two sentences, and after a long time, Fang raised his head.

He smiled, as if he was in a good mood, and then frowned, and flew up to the tenth order.

On the tenth order, there is also a stone tablet with no words on it.

Meng Xuan pointed to it, carved four words on it, and then took a long breath and turned his head to look in one direction.

In that direction, thousands of miles away, there is a fairy gate, called Qingcong Mountain Xuantian Dao.

There was an old man in the sect, who had been ill for many years, and spent the last three years of his life teaching a disciple who was regarded as very poorly qualified.

"Went up...... Senior Brother Meng ascended to the tenth ......"

Ren Shengzi screamed, like madness.

But for the sake of immortals, why abandon the way, why behead yourself?

The two sentences that seemed to be clueless and brainless, but they were on target for the two most terrifying words for cultivators: "beheading" and "abandoning the path". What is a cultivator's immortal? It is nothing more than the immortal path of immortality, eternal life, but these two sentences are asking the cultivator, in order to become an immortal, what is there that you should do if you give up your own way, and what is there that you have to do when you give up your life.

Heart-wrenching question!

In this tenth order, there are two questions that pierce people's hearts.

As long as the cultivator has the answer in his heart, he will be able to ascend to the tenth order.

If there is no answer, no matter how high the talent and strength are, they will not be able to climb the ladder.

What's even more difficult is that probably many cultivators don't want to have this answer at all.

For them, cultivating immortals is for immortality, if they cut themselves, what immortal dao do they want?

There are three thousand ways in the world, and the way of my heart is the greatest, and what way is there that is worthy of me abandoning the way in my heart to do?

Therefore, this last stage is not a measure of physique, not understanding, not mind, but nature.

It's just that Meng Xuan has answers to these two questions, only four words, but they exhaust Meng Xuan's nature!

Four very simple words:

Rebel!

Straighten!

In order to kill the rebellion, I would rather cut myself off!

For the sake of righteousness, I am willing to abandon my own way!

In this answer, there is Meng Xuan's own unique understanding of the Immortal Dao.

In his opinion, immortals are not immortal, they are not turning their hands over for clouds and rain, immortals are leisurely, and they are at ease.

In order to be at ease, I want to cut the odds and straighten things up.

When I see the rebel at large, I will not be free, so I will kill the rebel.

Seeing the vicissitudes of the right path, I will not be at ease, so I will correct it.

Qin Hongwan back then, I don't know if she disdained to answer this question, or if she really didn't have an answer in her heart, in short, she didn't reach the tenth order.

And Meng Xuan, the junior brother, won her a lot in this last order.

After writing his four words on the slate, Meng Xuan took a long breath and wanted to turn around and step down.

However, at this moment, on the stele where Meng Xuan carved his name, suddenly a divine light rose to the sky, printing a picture scroll in the air, Meng Xuan couldn't help but be stunned, but saw that on the picture, a cultivator with fluttering sleeves, stepping on Tiangang, carrying the stars, danced an extremely strange dance, but the movements were extremely elegant, like the dance of the immortals, wanting to fly away from the sky.

"It's ......"

Meng Xuan looked at this picture, and his face gradually became solemn: "It seems to be a set of footwork ......"

Is this the reward for reaching the tenth rank?

There is a picture of a cultivator in the painting walking on a set of strange and changing footwork?

Without time to think about it, Meng Xuan was attentive, his eyes looked at it instantly, and he memorized the cultivator's footsteps with his heart.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and where there are rivers and lakes, there are fights and fights.

Although Xianmen is a place of Qing cultivation, there are more and more powerful fights and battles.

With this set of footwork, whether it is killing people or escaping, Meng Xuan has one more means.

"What does he do?"

Lian Shengzi muttered to himself, they couldn't see the picture that appeared in front of Meng Xuan's eyes, they saw him standing quietly on the high platform, looking up at the starry sky.

"Maybe I've just climbed the tenth step, I'm a little excited, just wait......"

The fish boss looks like he understands the mood of young people.

It seemed that a long time had passed, and it seemed that there was only tea work, and the picture disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

Meng Xuan stood on the stage for a while, made sure that he had memorized everything, then saluted the stele, and then turned around and stepped down from the stage.

Lian Shengzi was very excited, Boss Yu laughed heartily, and Yun Zhaoyue was sad to death, all watching Meng Xuan come over in a small boat.

But the first one to catch up was an unexpected person.

The deaf and dumb old man guarding the platform, with a withered face, with three points of excitement and seven points of solemnity, beckoned to Meng Xuan and signaled him to come.

Meng Xuan was slightly stunned, nodded to Boss Yu and Lian Shengzi, and followed the deaf and dumb old man into the small black room.

Entering the black room, the deaf and dumb old man raised his hand and flew towards Meng Xuan with a packet.

Meng Xuan subconsciously took it in his hand, but he was slightly stunned, the burden was shining with gold, but it was the stage silver he paid.

"And this benefit, will you return the money after climbing the tenth order?"

Meng Xuan inexplicably felt funny, and he was not polite, so he put away the silver.

The deaf and dumb old man sat on a swarthy old-fashioned Taishi chair in the room, looking Meng Xuan up and down with a pair of cloudy strange eyes, and after a while, he suddenly raised his hand and wrote a few words in the air: "He Men?" As his fingers swiped, the handwriting of pale gold characters immediately appeared in the air, suspended in the air, and would not dissipate for a while, this kung fu opened Meng Xuan's eyes.

"Tianchi True Disciple, Meng Xuan!"

Meng Xuan was full of etiquette and saluted the deaf and dumb elderly.

The deaf-mute old man pondered for a long time, and suddenly reached out and patted Meng Xuan on the left shoulder and the right shoulder.

Meng Xuan was taken aback, and before he had time to dodge, the deaf and dumb old man had already finished filming and sat back in the chair.

This surprised Meng Xuan, the cultivation of this deaf and dumb old man was really beyond his expectations.

"Practice ...... well"

The deaf and dumb old man stretched out his hand and wrote down four words, as if the elders were instructing a junior who was about to enter the fairy gate.

Meng Xuan was a little stunned, but the other party kindly instructed him, so he naturally thanked him politely.

The deaf-mute old man looked at Meng Xuan for a while, and waved his hand, meaning you go!

Meng Xuan nodded and said: "There is one thing to ask for, Meng Xuan is on stage, not for fame and fortune, I don't want people to know, I hope the old man will be ......."

The deaf and dumb old man didn't think about it, so he nodded and waved his hand again.

"Tell yourself to come in, just to take a good look at yourself, pat yourself on the shoulder, and then tell me to practice well?"

Meng Xuan smiled dumbly, but didn't say much, turned around and went out.

When I went to a place with Boss Yu and others, it was indispensable to congratulate myself.

Meng Xuan specially instructed them again, not to spread the news of his appearance on the stage, Lianshengziyu and the eldest naturally have no problem, but Yun Zhaoyue is a little unreliable, but Meng Xuan has his own way to deal with him, directly took out the ice card of the Binglian woman, and shook it in front of him, the meaning is obvious, if you say it, I have a way to make you fall down.

Yun Zhaoyue's attitude towards Meng Xuan has changed greatly, and she has sworn repeatedly that she will die her father and mother, and she will not divulge half of this matter!

When the dragon boat landed, Meng Xuan and Lian Shengzi went to find a treasure pot and bid farewell to the fish boss and Yun Zhaoyue.

Just after Meng Xuan entered Xiandu City, the old man guarding Bai Yutai leaned in front of the door of the black house and smoked silently.

The sky was about to light before it dawned, and the thick sea fog obscured one side, and no one noticed when the sea fog rose.

The deaf and dumb old man twitched for a while, and suddenly his cheeks stirred and he sucked hard.

Suddenly, the sea mist that covered the heavens and the earth gathered towards him, and from the pipe, he sucked it into his mouth.

At this time, the morning sun was born, the glow of the sun was ten thousand ways, the sea was sparkling, and a spiritual light shot straight into the sky from the top of the Sendai.

The spiritual light flew into the sky, and in an instant, the four major repairers who alarmed the East China Sea immediately broke the Qing Xiu, rode the clouds and fog, and flew towards Dengxiantai.

These four people are so cultivated, almost in an instant, they leaped thousands of miles across the region and came to the sky on the Dengxian Terrace.

At this time, the deaf and dumb old man knocked his pipe, took out a rag from his bosom, wrote a few words on it, and threw it into the air.

The rags rose into the air, and in an instant, they turned into a scroll that covered the sky and the sun, and greeted the four major repairers.

There are only five big characters on the scroll: "People are ours!"

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