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Chapter 92 Desperate

"I heard that I have climbed the Tianshan Mountain for a long time and climbed the blue sky. I am climbing the mountain today. As expected, I am silent, struggling, and discouraged in despair until I am self-destructive. Perhaps, only climbing the Tianshan Mountain in the world can make me feel such a desperate situation. People say: Surviving in a desperate situation is just like this - Beitang Long."
Looking at the words on the 601st floor of stone steps, Lu Jiang's face turned pale. Although he didn't know who the Beitanglong was, he could tell from the words that this person's strength must be extraordinary. What Lu Jiang couldn't believe was that such a person would leave this sentence here. What does this mean? This Beitanglong had experienced the desperate situation he described on this mountain.
"Silence in despair, struggle, discouraged until he was cut off?" Lu Jiang recited this sentence silently. He suddenly realized that choosing to climb this mountain was too reckless. He took a deep breath to calm his thoughts. He sat down cross-legged and felt quietly. He wanted to see if he could continue to climb the stone steps by feeling the power contained on the stone steps by seeing whether he could feel the Taoist patterns on the 401st floor.
one day
Three days
...
Ten days
In the blink of an eye, it was ten days later. Lu Jiang opened his eyes, his face full of surprise and suspicion. He did not feel any power, as if the stone steps were ordinary stone steps, and there was no power at all. Lu Jiang slowly stood up and tried to take a step, but his feet were lifted into the air but could not fall. Seeing this, Lu Jiang's eyes flashed slightly. He turned around and walked down the mountain, lifted his right foot into the air, but could not fall. This made Lu Jiang feel as if he was hit by five thunders and stood there in a daze.
Can't go up or down?
Lu Jiang's face turned pale, and he sat down unwillingly, forcibly suppressing any thoughts in his heart, and tried to realize the power on the stone steps again.
Soon, another half a month later, Lu Jiang opened his eyes again. He looked at the mountains ahead with unwillingness, closed his eyes again, and continued to try to understand.
Another month later, Lu Jiang opened his eyes again. He looked ahead in despair, gritted his teeth and stood up again. His power burst out, and his strength surged out, and he stepped down the ladder with great strength, but he still couldn't fall. He felt that he was trapped in a prison, a prison that even the top strong men could not cross. How likely would he have to break free?
"Silenced in despair, struggled, discouraged, and self-destruction. Could it be that this is also the end of me, Lu Jiang?" Lu Jiang said desperately. His unwillingness and the distant dream made Lu Jiang sit down again. He quietly realized that he did not believe that there was no power or Taoist pattern on the stone steps, otherwise, why would he not be able to climb or walk?
While Lu Jiang was struggling in despair, Wang Lin was lying on the stone steps on the other end, looking up at the sky at the Burning Sky ruins. His eyes were dull and scattered. There were piles of items beside him, including pills, spirit stones, spiritual skills, and spiritual weapons. These places that many young disciples dream of were thrown on the ground by Wang Lin at this time, and he was silent in despair. Perhaps, it was just that.
At the same time, the Holy Son of Yin and Yang also stepped onto the 601st floor, but not long after, he became anxious like Lu Jiang. Perhaps silence in despair would also be staged on the Holy Son of Yin and Yang.
Not only Lu Jiang, Wang Lin, the Holy Son of Yin and Yang, over the years, countless spiritual soldiers have stepped on this mountain. They all passed the silence, struggle, and disheartened in despair described by Beitanglong in despair. In the end, there are still countless spiritual soldiers who want to climb the Tianshan Mountain. Perhaps Beitanglong's words "A climb to the burning of the blue sky" can explain the reason. Perhaps, climbing this Tianshan Mountain can obtain great luck and opportunity.
People die for money and birds die for food. This is an eternal law.
A year later, that is, one year and two months after Lu Jiang climbed this mountain. Lu Jiang opened his eyes from meditation, and his eyes were full of disappointment and despair. He spent a whole year still unable to feel any power on the stone steps, as if there was no power on the stone steps. This made Lu Jiang completely desperate. If he could not feel any power, he would probably stay on the stone steps for the rest of his life until he died of old age or himself was cut off.
"No!! I must not stay here forever. I still have to practice. I want to understand the way of time. I want to cross the void and return to the earth!! There must be a way to leave!! It must be because I have insufficient cultivation!!" Lu Jiang warned himself over and over again. He rekindled his hope and poured out all the items in the storage bag. At this moment, Lu Jiang did not care whether anyone was eyeing the Spirit Mountain of All Things. He poured all the things on the stone steps and checked them one by one. Finally, Lu Jiang stared at the jade box containing the blood grass. He pondered for a long time, picked up the three flowers of blood grass and swallowed it directly.
A day later, Lu Jiang opened his eyes and swallowed five three-flowered blood herbs at the same time.
Three days later, feeling the improvement of **, Lu Jiang tried to walk down the stone steps again, but he still couldn't take it. He also took ten blood vessels of blood herbs at the same time.
Five days later, Lu Jiang tried again, but it still failed. Lu Jiang unwillingly began to swallow the complete Four Flower Bloodline Grass.
...
For a full half year, Lu Jiang had not only absorbed the power of blood flowers, but he used up all three flowers, four flowers, and five flowers, and five flowers, and ascended straight up to an extreme, but Lu Jiang still could not step out of the stone steps. The entire stone steps were like an indestructible cage, which could imprison any strong man in the world.
At this time, the desperate Lu Jiang hit the Qihua Bloodline Grass. After pondering for a long time, he took out the Qihua Bloodline Grass, placed it on the stone steps, and took out the jade bottle containing the Qihua Dragon essence and blood. A drop of Qihua Dragon essence and blood was dripped at the root of the Qihua Bloodline Grass. Lu Jiang planned to wait for the Qihua Bloodline Grass to bloom. If he still couldn't escape successfully in the end, then this Qihua Bloodline Grass would be his last hope.
Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, Lu Jiang has been in this mountain for three years.
At this time, Lu Jiang was disheveled and his hair was like crazy. His muscles were raised all over his body, and his body was filled with surging power, as if he had the power to tear the world apart. But in this way, Lu Jiang was still trapped on the stone steps, no up, no down, no down.
"It's been three years in this mountain, and there is less than a year left. The Fentian site will be closed. If you can't go out before this, will you be trapped in the Fentian site?" Lu Jiang said to himself. He looked at the Qihua Bloodline Grass next to him and found that it had not bloomed. He took out the blood of the Qilong essence and dripped it at its root.
In the following days, Lu Jiang set his mind on the spirit stones again. He absorbed all the spirit stones. In the end, his strength was improved to a higher level. He continued to try, but it still failed.
...
Four years later.
Lu Jiang was lying on the stone steps. He looked at the sky above, his eyes were numb and his face was ashes. He had swallowed all the spirit stones, except the Qihua Blood Grass. His strength continued to improve, but he still could not break free from the cage. Looking up at the sky, Lu Jiang didn't know how many times he warned himself, and he kept reigniting the almost extinguished fire of hope.
"By the way, I still have the Spirit Mountain of All Things, I still have the Great Demon Sutra, I also have the Decay Way Pattern, the Demon Way Pattern and the strange Taoist patterns I realized on the four hundred steps. Perhaps, I can use these to get out of trouble!!" Lu Jiang's eyes lit up, and he sat up again like a rekindled, and began to perceive the Taoist patterns one by one, trying to get out of trouble. Just as Lu Jiang closed his eyes, he suddenly glared open his eyes again, and he said with a pale face: "What's going on? Why has my cultivation not improved? I have absorbed so many spirit stones and blood grass, and his strength has reached the extreme, but why is there no sign of breakthrough in cultivation? Can't I break through here??"
For a moment, Lu Jiangru fell into an ice cellar. Soon, he closed his eyes again and realized the Taoist patterns.
While Lu Jiang was struggling in despair, Wang Lin, the Holy Son of Yin and Yang and Jun Yao who climbed the 601st floor were all like Lu Jiang. They were all crazy and ragged. When they were immersed in despair, Zhutian, who was on the right side of Lu Jiang, opened his eyes on the 401st floor. He looked at Lu Jiang, who was ragged and cross-legged on the ground in confusion, and looked at the crazy Holy Son of Yin and Yang in the distance, and felt suspicious, saying, "What's going on? How come they are like this in just a few days?"
Zhutian brushed through the doubts in his heart, and he continued to climb without hesitation, and soon stepped onto the 601st floor!!
Chapter completed!
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