Kokonoe

It is not surprising that Taotie can see through his real body, but it is obvious that Qian Mian also has doubts about himself.

"Miss Mo is from Lingshan?" Qianmian asked with a smile.

The face in front of him was that of a handsome young man, his eyes were rolling slightly, and he was half-squinting at Mo Xuan.

Mo Xuan nodded and said, "Yes, Lingshan."

"Oh? Good place." Qian Mian smiled: "Just now the sword in your hand is a rare high-grade artifact. I'm sorry, it seems that I have heard the same about an artifact. It has not been lost for a long time. It is called... Fen Tian, ​​the leader of the three fierce swords of You Prison, do you know Miss Mo?"

Mo Xuan's face remained calm: "Really? I don't know."

"Ah..." Qian Mian was not in a hurry to deny it: "There is one more interesting thing, it is said that Fen Tian is the treasure of the Mo Family in You Prison, does Miss Mo know?"

Qian Mian especially emphasized Miss Mo's word Mo, telling Mo Xuan that his identity was exposed.

Mo Xuan didn't know what Qian Mian was thinking, but no matter what he knew, he couldn't admit it.

"do not know."

Qianmian's eyes are slightly raised, which is very charming.

He suddenly changed the subject: "I don't know if Ms. Mo is interested in the people in the same company?"

Mo Xuan frowned and looked: "What's wrong with Mu Ya?" And Mo Yi. . .

Logically speaking, Mo Yi, as his contracted beast, should be able to contact him, but he has never received any news. At this time, Qian Mian asked this question, and he couldn't help but think too much.

"That's all right, they've already gone out, ah, your friend's qualifications are good, but he passed the ninth level I set up." Qian Mian expressed her unabashed admiration.

Mo Xuan always felt that something was wrong.

Qianmian chuckled: "You are different. I followed you all the way for a long time, but you didn't show any strength. I had to release you from the environment. It really made me see the difference."

Mo Xuan asked back: "Illusion?"

Qianmian shrugged, as if he didn't care about his slip of the tongue, and told him bluntly: "Yes, the illusion. Since you stepped into the third floor, you have entered my illusion. Every level and every floor after that I set it up. Of course, it seems to you that it is always going up one level at a time, but in fact you are always on the third floor."

Mo Xuan was stunned, no wonder he suddenly felt something was wrong, it was difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake.

"So their lives won't be in danger?" Mo Xuan asked concerned.

"Of course, I'm just testing their IQ and ability. If they fail, they will be sent out. I'm not a person who takes human life as a joke." Qian Mian said.

Mo Xuan didn't answer, thinking that what you said was like a joke. . . .

"But you, I really want to get to know you seriously." Qian Mian said without hesitation with the corners of his mouth raised.

Mo Xuan calmly said, "Oh? How do you know?"

"Didn't you find out? After you drank that cup of tea, you left the illusion, didn't you?" Qian Mian looked at Mo Xuan's expression with great interest.

Mo Xuan has already noticed, but he still doesn't understand Qian Mian's intention: "So?"

Qian Mian stretched his arms and stood up from the wicker chair with a sly smile: "Let's play a game."

"Oh?"

Qianmian walked by Mo Xuan's side, wrapped his hands around Mo Xuan's neck and moved closer, his charming eyes looked up from bottom to top: "There are three cups of tea in total, you drank the first cup, you escaped from the illusion and came to the 11th floor , and the remaining two cups, where do you think they will go?"

Mo Xuan's pupils shrank slightly, he knew it was broken.

Qian Mian continued to wrap around Mo Xuan's neck and said, "Others are playing very well in the illusion. Like you said, at least their lives will not be in danger. But the two after you may not be so lucky, you Guess, what kind of surprises will there be between the third floor and the No.11 floor?"

Mo Xuan slowly clenched his fist and then slowly loosened it. The third person did not know who it was, but what was certain was that Zuo Sichen was in danger.

Qianmian was in a good mood waiting for Mo Xuan's answer.

Mo Xuan sighed: "Okay, tell me, what game?"

Qianmian smiled triumphantly: "You want to hide your identity and save the lives of the other two, then I'll give you a chance." He pointed to the extremely conspicuous staircase behind him and said, "The twelfth-floor Tongtian Ladder, if you can Go up, even if you win, I let those two people go, and I won’t ask you about it. But if you die on it or don’t finish walking, it’s a pity that you will be buried with two people, and I will truthfully Report to the Palace Master."

Mo Xuan is standing on the edge of the cliff now, he can't go up or down, life and death are on the line.

But no matter what, I have two lives on my back, so I can't ignore it.This game seems to be irresistible.

After Mo Xuan figured it out, he was fearless, but he was very curious: "What do you want? This game doesn't seem to be of any benefit to you."

Whether he wins or loses, it seems to have nothing to do with Qian Mian.

Qianmian bent his eyes and thought for a while, then turned around and looked at the ladder leading to the light, and said seriously: "Perhaps, I want to give myself an opponent."

However, Mo Xuan felt the sadness hidden in the dark in such a sentence. Thinking of Qian Mian's past, Mo Xuan asked aloud: "You once broke out of Qianji Pavilion, so you passed the twelfth floor, right?"

Assuming that the first three floors of Qianji Pavilion are all illusions set by Qianmian, then what was there before Qianmian took control of Qianji Pavilion?And what kind of scenes are there in the seven floors that Mo Xuan stepped over?

So is it true that he has also boarded the Tongtian Ladder in front of him?

Qianmian didn't answer, but just turned around and smiled: "When you come out, I might be in the mood to tell you."

Then, Qianmian disappeared in front of his eyes, accompanied by a joyful "game starts".

Tongtian Ladder, as the name suggests, can be seen that it has a long way to go, and there is no top.

Mo Xuan stood in front of the Tongtian Ladder, leaving all distracting thoughts behind him, stepped on one foot, and started the road of conquest.

There was nothing unusual about the steps at the beginning, and Mo Xuan walked quickly. He still couldn't see the way ahead when he raised his head, but his feet were already suspended in the clouds.However, after climbing for a while, Mo Xuan began to notice the difference. He was clearly unable to do what he wanted. The steps were still the same, but it was gradually difficult to lift his legs. An invisible mountain slowly fell down. Mo Xuan took off his outer shirt, and his body was covered with a layer of sweat .

Mo Xuan climbed up a step with great effort, and after taking a few breaths, he simply sat down cross-legged to rest. He closed his eyes and adjusted his breath, and suddenly found that the spiritual energy in his body was rushing around. Mo Xuan was shocked, and he quickly calmed down to concentrate god.

Why is this so?Could it be that this sky-reaching ladder will disturb the aura?

Mo Xuan could not have imagined that this Stairway to Heaven does not disturb the aura, on the contrary, there is sufficient aura around the steps, and the higher the aura, the higher the aura. From the bottom to the top, it is like comparing with the spirit of the same level. According to Mo Xuan's strength, It is not easy to reach the current height steadily.

But if it goes up again, if the aura in the body cannot suppress the surrounding area, it will be backlashed and even exploded to death.

This is also what Qian Mian said, he died on the Tongtian Ladder.

Although Mo Xuan didn't know about the weirdness on the Stairway to Heaven, after he noticed the chaos in the aura, he became much more stable. Instead of blindly burying his head in the upward direction, he chose to adapt slowly step by step.

After Mo Xuan adjusted his breath, he let out a long sigh of relief, looked up and slowly got up and went up a step, but this time, his legs were obviously weak, and he didn't even stand still, he staggered a step before stopping Hold on.

The feeling of lack of oxygen made Mo Xuan's head dizzy. At this moment, the beating frequency of the heart in the chest was clearly counted. Mo Xuan bit the bullet and suppressed this restlessness. Jaw slipped.

how so?Mo Xuan felt the limit, he knew that he could not continue, otherwise the aura would not be able to function, and he was afraid that he would face an explosion.

But the road ahead was still foggy. Although he didn't know which floor he had reached, Mo Xuan knew that he couldn't turn back.

He settled down and sat down slowly with his legs propped up. The surrounding was very quiet, and there was a kind of loneliness out of the world, but it was a good place where no one disturbed him.

So Mo Xuan, who had been spending all this time thinking about the big deal, closed his eyes and immersed himself in this place.

Spiritual consciousness was ups and downs in a sea of ​​clouds, but the surrounding space was filled in an instant. Mo Xuan watched in amazement the mottled and bright elements flying all over the sky around him, filled with rich spiritual energy, exhaled, absorbed, and condensed.

I don't know how long it took, until Mo Xuan was able to use the aura around him freely, he opened his eyes, and when he was relaxed, he also felt the new power.

Mo Xuan stretched out his hand to call out the flame, which was more intense black.

It actually broke through the twelfth level!

"Is this... a windfall?" Mo Xuan murmured looking at the palm of his hand.

While being pleasantly surprised, Mo Xuan also faced challenges. The road to advancement for a spiritual being is difficult. Mo Xuan was very lucky. With their help, reaching the eleventh level is already a shortcut.

And further up, the hurdle of the eleventh to the twelfth level is very difficult, and many people are diligent but may not be able to jump over it, because the advancement at this time is no longer limited to the cultivation of spiritual energy, but more A leap of mind.

So here, in the middle of the sky, on the stone steps shrouded in clouds and mist, Mo Xuan accidentally broke through that layer of obstacles. This is naturally a pleasant surprise, but it is another beginning.

The twelfth step is the transition from a low-rank spirit person to a middle-rank spirit king. It can be said that Mo Xuan has touched the door of the spirit king, but it is unknown whether he can go on.

Mo Xuan stood up and looked at the stone steps going up one by one in front of him. This is the beginning.

One step, two steps.

Mo Xuan calmly climbed slowly, he needs to slowly adapt to the stronger aura, and also needs to slowly adapt to the new identity of the Spirit King.

This is a feeling that Mo Xuan has never had before. It seems that the troubles in the world have nothing to do with me. His eyes and mind are all about the appearance of the stone steps in front of him. The element has been quietly isolated himself, for example, the wood element will revolve around him, and for example, his every step is extremely pious.

When a person has a direction, the unknown road will always be shorter.

I don't know how long it has been, it may have been half a month, or it may have only been a day.

The legs are sore, but the heart is suddenly enlightened.

When I looked up again, I was surprised to find that I saw the top.

There are two columns on one platform, and the characters on the columns are faintly visible.

Mo Xuan wiped his sweat, and read slowly: "Those who reach the heavens and have no door to desire abandon the way, those who achieve immeasurable achievements in the Buddha are everywhere."

After reading Mo Xuan several times, he did not read the result, and now he is also in a difficult situation, because it is beyond his tolerance to go up.

Self-knowledge and fearlessness do not seem suitable to appear at the same time, but now, such two awkward words are vividly staged, Mo Xuan exhaled and stepped on one foot again.

The corners of his mouth curled up, Mo Xuan said with a wry smile, it was really too much, the strength of the late King Ling is explosive, as if you have been eating sweet snacks, and when your taste buds get used to it, it will suddenly give you a piece of bitter, believe it At that moment, the whole body trembled.

Mo Xuan is trembling now, his legs are almost numb and sore, it is not hard to think about the next stone steps.

Looking up again, the platform was close at hand, and there were only a dozen stone steps left, but Mo Xuan thought it was more difficult than the countless steps he had walked before.

After thinking about it for a while, he still decided to pause for a while, so he retracted the foot he had stepped on.

Sitting on the spot, Mo Xuan squeezed his legs while thinking about the words engraved on the cylinder.

Nowhere?Indeed, there is no exit at the top of this ladder, so I don't know how to get out.

Those who want to give up the way?What does the desirer refer to?Who is not a desirer?Mo Xuan shook his head, no one was there.

The world is in turmoil, who would have no desire?Some people are greedy for power, others are greedy for ordinary; some people are greedy for longevity, and some people desire value.And the love of beauty is in everyone, desire and this world are intertwined, just like myself, more greedy.

He wants his friends to be safe, he wants to increase his strength, and he wants Hong Yang and Cang Ming to return. If possible, Mo Xuan hopes that everything will go back to the time when nothing happened.

Thinking about it this way, my desire is indeed too great, Mo Xuan rubbed the tip of his nose, feeling a little contemptuous of himself.

So what about those who want to abandon the way?Ha, does it mean that you cannot practice Taoism?Mo Xuan smacked his lips, it was really funny.

Aren't the current ascetics all people who give up their desires?the answer is negative.

Not to mention that every cultivator is pursuing the road of longevity, as long as the aura is activated, then strengthening the strength must be the most important idea.

I can't figure it out, but it seems to be self-denying before and after this sentence.

The immeasurable achievements of the Buddha are in all directions.

"Futu Wuliang?" Mo Xuan kept repeating: "What do you mean?"

Sometimes, human beings are contradictory creatures, and the more incomprehensible things seem to arouse the desire in the heart, Mo Xuan recited these two sentences back and forth, with a posture of being endless.

However, a black stone hanging at the top and hidden in the clouds suddenly lit up.

After trying twice, Mo Xuan could stand still.

Mo Xuan panted and continued to go up, but the invisible constraints around him entangled him making it difficult to move, his legs seemed to be tied with lead weights, Mo Xuan simply bent down and supported his body with his hands to climb up slowly, but this time, he had a full rest It took half a day to catch my breath.

It seemed impossible to go up, Mo Xuan's clothes were disheveled, and his cheeks were flushed.

Crawling with both hands and feet, each time it takes longer to adjust the breath, and the constraints around are getting heavier and heavier.

"boom--"

His knee hit the stone steps heavily, but Mo Xuan couldn't feel the pain anymore. The feeling of extreme pain was that his whole body was numb, limp and powerless, even if an arrow pierced his heart, he would only say thank you.

There were still three stone steps left, but the stone steps in front of him were wobbly. Mo Xuan's face was now pale, and the only bloody part was his eyes, which he forced to open.

Rubbing his elbows against the ground, Mo Xuan bent his knees and fell down again, but the blood that soaked through his clothes was printed on the stone steps like plum blossoms.

It's good to have no pain, Mo Xuan thought.

But at this level, it was strangled by the throat.Feeling about to explode, Mo Xuan shrank into a ball, and his kneeling posture was extremely fragile. He couldn't get up, and he couldn't even move his arms. His head was suppressed by the surrounding breath to the ground, and it was in close contact with the cold stone steps. It seems that there is a person above him who is holding his head with one hand and making such a kneeling posture, and that person is looking at him with a smile, as contemptuous as an ant, who can crush him with one finger The arrogance of killing.

And the last layer, the last layer.

Mo Xuan kept chanting, trying to raise his arm again and again and then smashing it down heavily, the blood stains on his elbows were worse than his knees, and a dazzling bright red slowly spread under his body.

The pinned head stubbornly wanted to get out of the shackles, but it was far more laborious than raising the arms.

Mo Xuan gritted his teeth, but he was so dazed that he didn't know what he was biting, but suddenly a rusty taste filled his mouth, but it was like sweet rain moistening his lips and relieving his pallor.

In the final fight, the spiritual power of the whole body was completely concentrated at this moment, and the ten fingers holding the gap between the stone steps propped up the arc of the arm vigorously as if breaking it.

"what------"

The roar from the throat became hoarse and silent until the smell of blood came from the throat.

His right arm rested on the last stone step, and fresh blood stained the cold stone platform. On his forehead, there were sweat, abrasion marks, and red and swollen marks.

Eye canthal cracked.

But at this time, more heavy confinement swept over Mo Xuan.

After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Mo Xuan hung on the stone steps with his legs still kneeling on the next floor, motionless.

In the space, the sleeping man slowly woke up, with a sharp pain in his heart, the man's face was covered with frost, and he appeared from the space in the next second.

Kun: I seem to have seen a remarkable person flash by just now.

Tuantuan: Huh?Master?

Taotie: I'm so hungry. . .

Mo Xuan's face was so stiff that he couldn't even pull out a wry smile.

Domain coercion!Should he be honored to say that this trip is enough.

After the Spirit King, advance to the domain of the lord.

And domain coercion is the most common tool for lords to deter each other by releasing their strength.

This is what it means to win without fighting.

Mo Xuan didn't understand why he would encounter a lord level here, and the spiritual power of the previous level was only around the fourth level of the spirit king.

I am afraid that no one will give him an answer to this question. More importantly, he is now in a semi-comatose state, his mind is blank, his crumbling body is half kneeling and half lying on the stone steps, and his faint breath can still prove that he is alive, but before him But it was foggy, slowly turning gray and black. . . .

In the last impression, Mo Xuan saw a piece of clothing appearing beside him, and then fell into a coma completely.

Cang Ming was so distressed that he bent down and hugged Mo Xuan who was unconscious. Those blood stains burned his eyes, and his face seemed to be frozen, but the killing intent in his eyes couldn't be hidden no matter what.

But in a short period of time, his little guy actually became like this under his nose, Cang Ming was distressed and angry, he fed a pill to Mo Xuan, and gently kissed him on the top of his head.

He raised his head, with murderous aura everywhere.

Cang Ming snorted contemptuously: "Field? Huh."

The black coercion was released from Cang Ming's body, immediately dispelling the surrounding confinement without a trace.

With the boy in his arms, Cang Ming stepped onto the last platform.

The distance between the two columns slowly widened, and a stone slowly descended from above. Cang Ming restrained his murderous aura: "Immeasurable Stone?"

At the same time, he also knew where he was.

"Why did you get here?" Cang Ming gently rubbed against Mo Xuan's limp hair, feeling distressed and wronged for the boy.

When Mo Xuan woke up, it took a long time for his eyes to adapt before he could see his surroundings clearly.

Mu Ya and Mo Yi stood beside him one by one, Yan Shuo was sitting by the coffee table, Xiao Yi was wrapped around his wrist and looked this way with his little head exposed.

"Water." Mo Xuan's voice was seriously hoarse, and he could still taste a faint smell of blood.

Mu Ya jumped up in a jerk, super exaggerated, looking like he was about to cry and laugh at the same time.

Mo Yi helped Mo Xuan to feed him a glass of water, and looked at him worriedly.

Mo Xuan cleared his throat, and said in confusion, "Why am I here? Why are you here?"

Isn't he on the ladder to heaven?

Mu Ya pitifully grabbed Mo Xuan's shoulder and said, "You've been in a coma for ten days, you're worried about us."

Mo Xuan hadn't figured out the situation yet, so he asked in confusion, "How did I get out?"

Asked about this, several people looked at each other, Mu Ya asked cautiously: "You don't remember?"

Mo Xuan shook his head and nodded again.

Mu Ya took a deep breath: "Listen to me, Mo Xuan, you broke the record!"

After Qianmian, the second person to break out of Qianji Pavilion.

It has been a month since the first round of the competition, Mu Ya and the others also waited outside for a month, and finally they met the bruised Mo Xuan, who was sent out from the exit of Qianji Pavilion.

There was a sensation and everyone was shocked.

Mo Xuan listened to Mu Ya rambling about the past month, but he really didn't react at all.

Came out of Qianji Pavilion?so. . .I walked through the sky ladder?Mo Xuan touched his knee subconsciously, and the wound was gone, but the pain and powerless posture at that time were engraved in his mind and firmly remembered by his body.

How did I get out?Mo Xuan tried his best to remember, and finally grasped the black corner of his clothes and the gentleness of feathers on his forehead.

Cang Ming!

Mo Xuan's eyes were slightly moist, it must be Cang Ming who helped me.

I don't know whether it's grievance or unwillingness, Mo Xuan suppressed the urge to cry, and even more suppressed the urge to hug Cangming, he took a deep breath, remembered the original intention, turned his head and asked eagerly: "Where is Zuo Sichen? How about it?"

Yan Shuo smiled at the side: "That idiot didn't know what path he chose. The injury wasn't serious, so he woke up a long time ago."

Mo Xuan was relieved, and his body strength seemed to be drained in an instant, and he slowly lay down again.

Mu Ya tucked the quilt up for him, and said: "Okay, Xiao Xuanxuan, take a good rest."

Mo Xuan nodded slightly, closed his eyes, the voices of the people beside Mu Ya gradually faded away, and Mo Xuan curled his mouth in his sleep.

It's all safe and sound, which is great.