The mountain path is straight, and the stone steps are steep, but each step is as if it were measured, and it is three feet wide and three feet high. Stepping up and up the stairs of a three-foot-high staircase seemed to be nothing difficult for anyone.

What if it's the 10th order, what about the 100th order, and what about the 1000th order?

What all the monks who climbed the steps of the Wentian Road did not expect was that the steps that did not seem to be very difficult to climb were actually so difficult to walk!

The first person to climb the steps was called Lei Chuang, an immortal cultivator of the thirteenth layer of the Great Perfection during the Qi refining period, who was born in the Lei family in Xinzhou, Shenguo. Lei Chuang was a disciple who was sent by his family to cultivate the True Sect three years ago. He originally thought that after he entered the Xiuzhen Gate, he could become a true disciple of the Xiuzhen Gate without participating in the Xiuzhen Ceremony, but in reality, it was very different from his imagination.

For three years, he practiced under the Fire Spirit Peak of the Xiuzhen Gate for three years, and he went from a low-level disciple of the eighth layer of the Qi refining period to a disciple of the thirteenth layer of the Great Perfection.

His heart was full of unwillingness. Among the other ten disciples who entered the Xiuzhen Gate at the same time as him and were also cultivating under the Fire Spirit Peak, there were already two people who had successfully built a foundation during this period, and they became the true disciples of the Xiuzhen Gate without going through the Guò Cultivation Ceremony, and were included in the door wall by the Great Elder Ding Huo, and were ranked among the true disciples of the Fire Spirit Peak. And he had to participate in this cultivation ceremony. He felt a shame he had never felt before. Although the disciples of the Fire Spirit Peak who instructed him to practice had repeatedly warned him that this trip to the "True and False Illusion" of the Cultivation Ceremony was his only chance to impact the foundation building, he still couldn't figure out why he didn't succeed in building the foundation.

Lei Chuang, who was tall, handsome, and had a bold personality, hadn't laughed for two years, even though he was now wearing the cyan robe of a registered disciple of the Xiuzhen Sect, and his chest was embroidered with a mark representing that he was a disciple of Fire Spirit Peak. At this moment, he straightened his spine, step by step, and walked towards the unknown Wendao Rock above without hesitation. His mind was no longer on this road to ask the heavens, but drifted to the rumors he had heard about the "illusion of truth and falsehood" before.

There, there is the only chance that he can build a foundation for success. Perhaps, it is. The road under Lei Chuang's feet was more determined.

A monk who followed closely behind Lei Chuang was also a monk wearing a cyan robe, with the word "fire" embroidered on the placket of the ancient seal, his name was Zhao Wugui, a disciple sent by the Zhao family of Shenguo to cultivate, although his cultivation was not as good as Lei Chuang, but he was also a monk of the twelfth layer of the Qi refining period. He and Lei Chuang have been cultivating under the Fire Spirit Peak for three years, but he has not retreated to the foundation building realm. Although he obtained the qualification of a registered disciple of Xiuzhenmen, he wanted to become a true disciple of Xiuzhenmen.

He stared at the tall and straight figure walking in front of him, and was secretly surprised in his heart. He had already walked thousands of steps, and he was already tired and out of breath, this Lei Chuang Senior Brother looked effortless. I can't see that his body is so good, and his mind is so tenacious.

You must not lose to Senior Brother Lei, this is the truest thought in Zhao Wugui's heart at this moment. Although he was very tired, he still followed Lei Chuang step by step, and followed without falling behind.

On each stone step, there is a person who is struggling to move upward. Towards your own way, towards your own goal in life, forward!

Lei Chuang, the first one, has already climbed a thousand stone steps, but there are still more than 3,000 people waiting to climb up in the valley.

No one is stupid enough to compete with others and surpass others on this road.

On the road to the heavens, I don't talk about the ranking, but only whether I can reach the end, step into the legendary "illusion of truth and falsehood", accept the final test, and then become a true disciple.

Wu Yan was lined up with more than 2,000 people, and he was still in the follow-up team of Ruant at this time. Looking up, I couldn't see the first person to climb the stone steps. I don't know if he succeeded in reaching the top.

"Hmph, the guy who was the first to ascend to the sky is too angry, isn't it? Only now have he gone up more than a thousand steps, Lao Tzu is ranked after more than two thousand this time, when will it be Lao Tzu's turn? Grandma, it's too anxious to wait like this!"

A bearded man standing in front of Wu Yan turned his head dissatisfiedly and complained to a handsome young man behind him.

The handsome young man, dressed in an extremely wide black robe, looked a little funny. His expression at the moment was a little peculiar. The bearded man in front of him was talking to him, as if he hadn't heard it, a pair of eyes, as deep as the sea, staring at the huge mountain of Dao in front of him, as if he was contemplating something.

"Hey, brother, what's so beautiful? Isn't it just a stone mountain, it's a stone mountain that is bigger than this, and it's still desolate, Lao Tzu has seen it, what is this? Did you hear what Lao Tzu just told you?" The bearded man reached out dissatisfiedly to grab the handsome young man behind him.

Syllable!

A crisp slap came from the bearded man's face. The bearded man covered his face, stunned. He only saw a flash of light just now, and his face was hot and painful.

"You!?Do you dare to slap Lao Tzu?"

"Shut up! If you dare to talk nonsense, young master, I will cut off your hands and feet. The handsome young man glared at the bearded man in disgust and spat disdainfully.

The bearded man froze. It was not that he was stunned by the boy's words, but that he was stunned by the strange expression on the boy's face.

Just now, just now, when the handsome young man glared at him, the young man gave the bearded man the feeling, and in an instant there was a trace of indescribable amazement!

Phew!

The bearded man seemed to see a ghost's expression, and hurriedly turned his head, no longer daring to look at the young man, muttering in his heart, your grandmother is a bear, what a hell! Lao Tzu only likes women in his life, why did he have a trace of interest in this man just now? Bah, bah, bah...... Judging from his countless experience in reading women, this handsome young man is a real young man, and he is by no means a woman disguised as a man.

Handsome as a demon, a man's demeanor can be so enchanting? Wu Yan stood behind the young man, and he also felt as if his eyes had been defiled, so he quickly turned his head to look away.

"Hmm, you hate me very much?" Wu Yan just turned his head away, afraid of something, the handsome young man who was as handsome as a demon actually put a handsome face without a trace of flaws in front of Wu Yan, frowning, with a hint of anger.

"Ahh I just got a little impatient to wait and look at the nearby scenery. Why, this is not good?" Wu Yan's brows were twisted into Sichuan characters, his body moved slightly uncomfortably, and his face withdrew a little.

"Scenery? Is there any scenery to speak of in this barren mountain range?" The young man seemed to be consumed with Wu Yan, and turned around, turned his back forward, and walked backwards with his face, a pair of eyes, staring at Wu Yan deeply.

Wu Yandeng had an uncomfortable feeling that he was crawling with insects all over his body, and he didn't hide, and he didn't hide. The young man didn't care either, and actually smiled at Wu Yan, revealing a mouthful of neat snow-white teeth, and Wu Yan coughed embarrassedly.

"Meet me, my name is Yao Ruyou, what's your name?" The young man smiled generously at Wu Yan, feeling that the ordinary kid in front of him was very interesting.

Yao Ruyou, this name is really weird. Like, it's quite apt. What a demon-like teenager.

"In the Lower Wu Rock. Yao Daoyou's words are wrong, this Jinji Ridge is full of strong aura, it is really a rare place in the world to cultivate immortals, and the scenery is picturesque and beautiful, how can Daoyou say that this is a barren mountain and a wild mountain?" Wu Yan couldn't help but argue.

As Wu Yan said, it was the first time in his life that he had entered such a spiritual mountain treasure land with a strong aura. The small lonely mountain where he used to cultivate was the real barren mountains and mountains, and there was no trace of aura at all. If it weren't for the fact that he had a large amount of pills to take, I am afraid that he would have cultivated for ten or eight years, and he would not have thought that in the process of refining qi, there would be a little bit of entry. In the Immortal Valley outside the Heavenly Wolf City, with a little bit of spiritual energy, a large number of scattered cultivators were gathered, which showed the importance of this spiritual land to the monks.

When he first studied the mountains outside the Zhenmen, Wu Yan was attracted by the rich aura here. During the ten days that he lived in the guest area, Wu Yan meditated and practiced every day when he had nothing to do, and his ten days of meditation were equivalent to taking two pills of Ziyang Pill. Sure enough, as the book says, cultivation and cultivation are inseparable from the four things of "Dharma Couple's wealth and land". Gongfa, Taoist friends, wealth, and spiritual land are all indispensable.

The exercises above the foundation are all in the hands of the sect of cultivating immortals, if you don't worship the sect, I am afraid it will not be possible to go far on the road of cultivation in this life. If there is no Taoist friends to learn from and confirm, there is no supply of wealth spirit stones, and there is no good spiritual land for cultivation, it is also impossible to think about how much you can do. Wu Yan has been wandering in the past few years, and he really has a deep understanding of these four words.

This demon boy actually disdains this place, which really makes Wu Yan secretly slander himself, feeling that he is purely pretending to be a big head of garlic, maybe he is just a dirt bun.

"Hey, this place is also picturesque, and the entire Jinji Ridge may only be regarded as some scenery from Bao Xiaofeng. It really doesn't make sense with a guy like you who hasn't seen the world. Forget it, forget it. The young man named Yao Rudemon pursed his lips disdainfully.

Wu Yan hid his face and walked away, simply not looking at him again. I can't stay with the boy anymore. Wu Yan originally thought that he was well-informed and had read countless people, but he didn't know that he would meet such a wonderful person here. Pouting your lips can make a "infinite style".

Before you know it, the team is moving forward. The demon boy had already walked to the first step at this time, his face was slightly pale, as if he was afraid of something, and after a little hesitation, he gritted his teeth and strode up.

After the demon boy stepped on the first step, seeing that nothing had happened, he actually patted his chest, took a sip, and muttered in a low voice as he continued to walk up: "Do people like to talk nonsense so much?"

Wu Yan followed him, took a deep breath, and followed casually.

At this moment, I suddenly saw a light flying from above, and in a moment it was already on the ground. Fleeing away, an expressionless monk of the foundation building period of the Xiuzhen Sect rolled up his sleeves, swept a pale young man off the flying sword with a cold eye, and said coldly: "Your Excellency has been emptied of wine, and you dare to blend into the team of the sect's selection of disciples, it is very hateful!

The young man was about seventeen or eighteen years old, and his cultivation was at the tenth layer of the Qi Refining Period, but his face at this time was red and white, and he hid his face without shame and walked away, which caused the scattered cultivators below who had not yet ascended the stairs to laugh.