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In a blink of an eye, Lu Jiang has been at Siguofeng for a month. Since the old man said that ten days ago, Lu Jiang has been thinking about how to feel this pressure these days!
At this time, Lu Jiang was sitting cross-legged on the 190th stairs, his mind merged into the space, quietly feeling this inexplicable pressure, but not long after, Lu Jiang opened his eyes. This was the tenth time. He still didn't feel the pressure, but Lu Jiang was not discouraged.
"Is this wrong way to understand it? Or is it easier to realize it the more you go up?" Lu Jiang pondered for a moment, stood up again, and stepped towards the 191st floor stairs.
"Boom!" As soon as his right foot landed on the 191st floor, Lu Jiang felt that his body was bombarded by mountains. His chest was filled with blood, and blood was gushing out of his mouth. The sound of bone dislocation was heard in his body. Lu Jiang gritted his teeth and stood on the 191st floor with his left foot. At this moment, Lu Jiang's body was shaking, and at this moment, he closed his eyes, his mind quickly merged into the space, feeling the pressure.
"It's still not!!" Lu Jiangxin was unwilling to accept it. He raised his right foot with difficulty and stepped towards the 192nd floor.
"Boom." Lu Jiang only felt like a thunder explode in his mind. The strong pressure almost wiped out his mind. He spewed out blood and his bones were dislocated one after another. Lu Jiang fell on the 192nd stairs.
"This is that power..." Lu Jiang's eyes suddenly lit up and he fainted.
At the same time, at the highest point of Siguo Peak, a hunchbacked old man was silently staring down, as if he had seen through the sea of ​​clouds and saw Lu Jiang lying on the stairs, but he was silent and no one knew what he was thinking.
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When Lu Jiang woke up, it was already a day later. As soon as he woke up, he sat cross-legged and recovered his strength. About a quarter of an hour later, Lu Jiang opened his eyes and took out a fasting pill from his pocket to swallow it. Then, he looked at the 193rd stairs and struggled. After standing up again, Lu Jiang closed his eyes and integrated his mind into the space. Then, he took a slow step.
Before he fell into a coma, Lu Jiang vaguely noticed the pressure, although the price he paid was extremely heavy.
As soon as his right foot fell, Lu Jiang, whose mind was integrated into the space, felt as if a big hand was pressing down on him in the sky. Lu Jiang seemed to have suffered a severe injury and staggered backwards, but his body forced to twist and sat cross-legged on the 193rd staircase, regardless of the injuries in his body, integrated into this pressure.
He had already felt this pressure, and it felt like he had felt the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for the first time. He could not explain it clearly, but he felt it exactly.
Lu Jiang, who was completely integrated into this pressure, forgot the pain in his body, forgot time, and forgot everything. He integrated into it wholeheartedly, neither happy nor sad, and quietly felt the destructive power contained in this pressure.
I don't know how long it took.
Lu Jiang's mood began to roar, as if he was infected by this pressure, and as if he had completely integrated into the pressure. Lu Jiang's mood gradually changed by the pressure.
Gradually, some inexplicable emotions emerged in Lu Jiang's heart, loneliness, pride, domineering, unwillingness, vicissitudes, regret, helplessness and other emotions merged together, which made Lu Jiang recall the self he saw at Tianyun Gate, and a feeling of loneliness arises in his heart.
At this moment, he seemed to be no longer Lu Jiang, but the master of his pressure.
"Buzz!" When Lu Jiang sank into it, the entire Siguo Peak made an inexplicable buzzing sound.
At the same time, at the top of Siguofeng Mountain, a hunched old man was kneeling on one knee at a ancestral temple, as if he was accusing someone of guilt. When the space was buzzing, he suddenly raised his head, and a trace of elegance flashed across his turbid eyes. Looking at the ancestral temple in front of him, the old man's eyes gradually dissipated, as if he was falling into memories. After a long time, the old man came to his senses, he slowly stood up, came to the edge of the stairs, with his hands on his back, and looked down below.
At the foot of Siguo Peak, the old man withered hair, who was sitting cross-legged by the road like a stone statue, suddenly opened his eyes. He turned his head to look at the stone steps behind him. After a long time, he muttered to himself: "Resonate with morality, has anyone finally got the qualification to obtain the supreme combat skills?" As he said, the old man withered hair raised his eyes slightly and looked at the top of Siguo Peak. A trace of awe flashed through his eyes. Then, he closed his eyes as if he had not opened them, not knowing what he was thinking.
Lu Jiang, who had sunk into this pressure, did not know that it caused the buzzing of Si Guofeng. At this time, he was really immersed in this complex emotion and his mood was rapidly improved.
After a while, Lu Jiang opened his eyes and stared at the stairs ahead with calm eyes. He felt like he was old and old, especially his temperament had changed drastically. At this time, Lu Jiang had a more vicissitudes of life.
Lu Jiang slowly raised his hands and quietly felt the pressure contained in the space. Suddenly, he sighed: "The road to cultivation, the vast beings, what is the purpose of cultivation? Is there another shore?"
From the morality contained in this pressure, Lu Jiang realized the complexity of the founding ancestor of Tianyun Sect. The loneliness of the master, looking down on the world, and the loneliness of no one as an opponent, made Lu Jiang feel empty and confused.
He didn't know how high the level of cultivation of the founding ancestor of Tianyun Sect had reached, but this emotion was unacceptable to Lu Jiang at this time. Just like, a person who wanted to step into the other side of cultivation and went through thousands of hardships and hardships. When one day he really reached it, he would not have much joy. Even if there was, it would be short-lived. What followed was the emptiness, loneliness, boredom brought by endless years. Perhaps, when he reached that state, he had already seen through life and death and everything. What was the point of living in this way?
"Maybe, I was too worried. If I really saw through everything, then there would be no helplessness and reluctance in this pressure. Perhaps, it was the founder who just paused to a certain realm." Lu Jiang quickly came to his senses and wiped out the thoughts in his mind. If he was really affected by this pressure, then he would lose the motivation to practice. Lu Jiang would never allow himself to have such negative emotions during this time, otherwise, he would have no hope of returning to the earth and seeing his parents for the rest of his life.
"No matter whether there is an end to practice or not, one day I will return to Earth." Lu Jiang said firmly in his heart. He took a deep breath and took another step towards the stone steps.
Time flies, spring passes and autumn comes. In the blink of an eye, it is half a year later.
As the disciples are getting closer and closer, the entire Tianyun Sect is silent, and countless disciples have already gone into seclusion and are making the final impact. Not only the Tianyun Sect, but also the major sects in the seven major regions of the Daoyuan Realm are like the Tianyun Sect.
The Fentian Ruins have been passed down to this day. Almost the top-notch masters in the Daoyuan Realm have entered the Fentian Ruins when they were young. No one knows how many inheritances there are in the Fentian Ruins, and how many are unknown. For countless years, every hundred years, the Daoyuan Realm will be triggered. Even the major sects involved in the extermination of the Tianyan Sect are urging the disciples of the sect to go to seclusion to practice, which shows how attractive the Fentian Ruins are.
When the undercurrent tide in the Daoyuan Realm was surging, Tianyun Sect, Si Zhuo Peak, was on the 1,358th stairs.
Lu Jiang sat cross-legged on the stairs, his eyes closed, quietly sinking into the morality contained in the peak of thought. Today, Lu Jiang seems to have been transformed. The loose sect uniform he was wearing was almost broken by his muscles. Although he was not as strong and burly as Yuantian, he was extremely strong, as if he contained the strong explosive power in his body. His temperament was also improved, washing away the simplicity of mortals, and adding a sense of extravagance and vicissitudes.
In the past six months, Lu Jiang's progress has been very fast. Whether it is his strength or his perception of this pressure, otherwise, with his cultivation level, it would be impossible for him to reach the 1,358th level ladder.
At this time, Lu Jiang woke up from the pressure of feeling. He opened his eyes and looked at the stairs leading to the sky, murmured: "It's still not possible. Although he has realized the unknown power spirit contained in this pressure, it is difficult to control this power as if he is ascending to the sky. Perhaps, only by climbing to the end of the stairs can he truly control this power. But... can I really climb this mountain in half a year?" Looking at the stairs ahead, Lu Jiang hesitated. Although he has reached 1,358 stairs, Lu Jiang guessed that if he wants to completely climb this mountain, at least thousands of stairs are waiting for him.
"Forget it, there is still half a year left. Just understand as much as you can." Lu Jiang said in his heart. Then, he stood up and walked towards the stairs. This time, Lu Jiang walked two stairs in a row, all the way.
Chapter completed!