Five years later.

Lu Jiang opened his eyes from the perception, this year he tried to comprehend the path pattern of decay, and the path pattern of the comprehension on the fourth hundredth layer to break free from the prison of this stone step, but still ended in failure, in the end, Lu Jiang tried to comprehend the path pattern of the devil, as long as the more the path pattern of the devil comprehended, then, he can use the maximum power of the spirit mountain of all things, Lu Jiang believes that with the power of the spirit mountain of all things will definitely be able to smash the strange power on the stone steps.

Ten years later, sitting on the stone steps, Lu Jiang's demonic qi was vertical and horizontal, like a demonic flame enveloping his body, in the past five years, he had comprehended the Demon Dao pattern had reached a certain level, if it was a small step before, now it was a big step! After waking up, Lu Jiang realized in his heart, he picked up the Spirit Mountain of All Things, and used the Demon Dao Pattern to attract the Spirit Mountain of All Things, only to see that the Spirit Mountain of All Things expanded rapidly When it reached the size of one zhang, Lu Jiang's eyes flashed slightly, and he controlled the Spirit Mountain of All Things to blast towards the stone steps below.

There was no sound, the Spirit Mountain of All Things seemed to be in the air, floating in the air and not moving, Lu Jiang's eyes were full of disappointment when he saw this, he took back the Spirit Mountain of All Things, sat down again, and continued to comprehend the Dao of the Demon Dao pattern, the Spirit Mountain of All Things was his last hope, and Lu Jiang would not give up.

Time flies, Lu Jiang is immersed in the Dao pattern of comprehending the demons, and at the same time, the five young geniuses from other directions have all reached the six hundred and one floor, each of them is playing the appearance of all beings in life on the stone steps, they are all in rags, as if they are crazy, where is there still the previous fairy wind bones, arrogant?

Like Lu Jiang, they lit the flame of hope again and again, rummaging through the contents of their storage bags, in order to improve their strength to break free from this prison, but the cruel reality extinguished their flame of hope again and again, making them silent, struggling, and disheartened in despair.

Perhaps, before they all had ambitions, they had lofty goals and ideals, even though they had extremely extraordinary qualifications, and had the capital to be proud of others, but at this moment, all turned into nothingness, when despair came, their disguises were all brutally shattered, and the original humanity was restored, except for everything, they are just an ordinary person, with all kinds of emotions of ordinary people, and the ups and downs of ordinary people.

At this moment, they are silent, falling into a deep silence, they go back to the past in despair, struggle in silence, and gradually move towards discouragement.

Twenty years have passed in a flash.

At this time, Lu Jiang drove the Spirit Mountain of All Things that turned into a hundred zhang and bombarded the stone steps below, although the power of the Spirit Mountain of All Things was strong, but the power contained in this stone step was even more terrifying, although the Spirit Mountain of All Things could be bombarded, it did not cause any turmoil, and even the ripples were not formed, Lu Jiang saw this, he sat down numbly, and continued to comprehend the Dao of the Devil.

Lu Jiang, who was crazy to break free from this prison, did not realize that he had entered middle age, his long hair was as messy as a weed, and his clothes were ragged, like a down-and-out beggar, not only Lu Jiang, but also in other directions, Yin Yang Holy Son, Wang Lin, Zhutian and others.

Among them, the Yin and Yang Holy Son stared at the stone steps below with his eyes, his black and white eyes were shining, as if he wanted to see through the power that shrouded the stone steps, so as to get out of trouble, at this time his face was decadent and numb, and he stayed here for nearly "twenty years", which was definitely a cruel blow to the Yin Yang Holy Son who had just entered the age of high spirits, and what made him even more desperate was that he would face being trapped here forever, he was like a man who fell into the water, frantically slapping the water, trying to find a life-saving straw.

And Wang Lin, the first to walk up the six hundred and one stone steps, was lying on the stone steps at this time, ragged and sloppy, he looked at the sky blankly, the whole person seemed to have lost his soul, the walking corpse, after a long time, Wang Lin's eyes rose again The fire of hope, he slowly sat up, looked at the stone steps below, he laughed wildly: "Born Dao Body, haha, what a ridiculous Innate Dao Body, in front of the years, everything will be turned into white bones, and all ambitions will be reduced to dust." What can the innate Dao body count?" Laughing and laughing, Wang Lin's tears of laughter couldn't stop flowing, he laughed and cried, screaming frantically on the stone steps.

On the other side, the young man of unknown origin sat on the six hundred and one stone steps, he stared at the stone steps above, and muttered: "It's been ten years, as long as I don't die, there is still hope for everything!!"

In the blink of an eye, for Lu Jiang, he has spent a long fifty years on this mountain.

At this time, he has entered old age, his black hair is gradually dyed with frost, and he is still sitting on the stone steps, frantically perceiving the Demon Dao pattern, when he is covered with demonic energy like a rolling black cloud, and he himself exudes an extremely strong killing intent.

When Lu Jiang opened his eyes, his eyes were indifferent, he looked at the stone steps, resolutely stood up, sacrificed the Ten Thousand Things Spirit Mountain, and urged the All Things Spirit Mountain to blast towards the stone steps below again with the Demon Dao pattern, but the result was still a failure.

Seeing this, Lu Jiang collapsed weakly to the ground, his indifferent eyes flashed with unwillingness, and he said to himself: "Can I really get out of trouble with the help of the Spirit Mountain of All Things? Even if one day, I can burst out of the Spirit Mountain of All Things, but if I go on like this, can I live until that day?", Lu Jiang looked down at his body and found that the dragon scales on his body had lost any luster, dull, as if they were about to fall off.

Lu Jiang clenched his teeth, he turned his head to look at the Seven Flowers Blood Grass beside him, if the only thing that made him happy here was the Seven Flowers Blood Grass, under the cultivation of the dragon's essence blood, the bud of the Seven Flowers Blood Grass gradually opened, perhaps, it would not be long before it would be completely opened.

"I still have hope!!! There's still time to comprehend the Demon Dao pattern. Lu Jiang muttered to himself, admonishing himself again, he would never give up and sink into the Demon Dao pattern again.

With a flick of his fingers, Lu Jiang has passed a "hundred years" on the mountain

When Lu Jiang opened his eyes again, he stood up directly and sacrificed all things to the Spirit Mountain, but what made him unbelievable was that the moment he stood up, all the dragon scales on his body fell off, revealing his old body, Lu Jiang looked at his wrinkled and age-spotted hands in shock, he seemed to have been hit by five thunders, and he was stunned in place.

After a long time, Lu Jiang hurriedly lowered his head, looking at the crystal debris that the spirit stone was absorbed and turned into, Lu Jiang saw an old man who had entered his twilight years, he stroked his face in horror, and found that his face was full of furrows, and his hair was already white, if it weren't for his eyes, Lu Jiang couldn't believe that this was still him.

Lu Jiang was weakly paralyzed, he looked ahead, wanting to cry without tears, even though he couldn't believe what he saw in front of him, but everything was so real, Lu Jiang took a deep breath, he angrily sacrificed all things spirit mountain, directly urged all things spirit mountain, and in the blink of an eye, all things spirit mountain turned into a five-hundred-zhang giant mountain and smashed fiercely into the stone steps below.

But this time, as before, the Spirit Mountain of All Things still can't fall.

This time, Lu Jiang was completely desperate, if it was said before, Lu Jiang might be able to rekindle the flame of hope, after all, he was still in the prime of life, and now, seeing his old appearance, the hope in Lu Jiang's heart was completely extinguished, he was weakly paralyzed on the ground, looking at the clear sky, Lu Jiang's eyes were scattered, and he couldn't see a trace of brilliance.

Lu Jiang was disheartened, even though he had worked hard for a hundred years and was fighting against a desperate situation, but in the end, the years had extinguished the hope and fighting spirit in his heart.

Silence, struggle, and discouragement in a desperate situation, perhaps, those who have set foot on the mountain for countless years have personally felt it, and in the end, they have gone to self-destruction, or died of old age.

At this moment, Lu Jiang's thoughts expanded infinitely, and he seemed to have returned to the earth, and once again saw the long-lost kind and warm smiles, but their faces had gradually blurred in Lu Jiang's memory.

"If it had been... It would be nice to be able to spare a little time to spend time with them, to make a few more phone calls, and to listen to their voices? I can know how to cherish it earlier, perhaps, there will be no regrets today, right?" Lu Jiang looked at the top blankly, muttering to himself, and then, tears swirled in Lu Jiang's eyes, Lu Jiang closed his eyes, recalling his parents' appearance, smile, and bits and pieces when he was a child, the corners of his mouth lifted slightly, and he couldn't help but show a knowing smile, but tears flowed from his eyes, and after a long time, he said silently in his heart: "Dad, Mom, Xiao Jiang is not filial!!"

"No!!" Lu Jiang opened his eyes violently, the fire of hope that Lu Jiang was rekindled by his thoughts and self-blame for his parents, he sat up suddenly, and looked at the seven-flower blood grass that had opened on the side, Lu Jiang picked it up without hesitation, put it in his mouth along with the soil, swallowed it, his lips stained with the soil rose slightly, Lu Jiang said firmly: "Dad, Mom, one day, Xiao Jiang will return to your side!!"