Chapter nine hundred and twentieth the end of the ladder
"I have a hunch that we will be able to go out soon!" Yan Zuzi said.
"Yes, there are so many rising stars recently that it makes one's head spin. That little novice monk whose name I forgot, that dog, and that golden water thing just now, I thought for a moment that a thousand years have passed again!
"I mentioned the basket.
Yan Zuzi: "It seems to be a thousand years ago, right? How old are we this year?"
He asked: "How do I know? Aren't you the one who keeps track of time?"
Yan Zuzi: “???”
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On the ladder, Li Xiaobai has reached the top of the Buddha's head. From here, the ladder has no support and continues to climb in a spiral.
Moving forward slowly, Li Xiaobai felt a little unsure whether there were only steps or steps. Could this ladder really go straight to the sky? As he went up one level at a time, the huge Buddha below also quickly moved away and became smaller and smaller, until finally
It became a small black dot and disappeared.
It was quiet all around, and occasionally I could see some writing on the steps.
“When I’m about to die, I’ll take one more journey, stop here, and inspire future generations!”
This is a line of handwriting left by a certain master when he was about to die. There is also a Buddha seal left on the steps, which should be the palm print of a certain temple.
Similar handwriting follows one after another. Some are describing one's own mood, expressing unwillingness or joy, while others are quite speechless.
Li Xiaobai saw three big characters carved on a step: "Who else!"
And below it are lines of small characters.
"Master is mighty!"
"Ancestor is mighty!"
"Master-uncle is mighty!"
"Grandmaster is mighty!"
This should be a disciple of the same sect who came to climb. Seeing the handwriting left by the ancestor, he praised it. It was not very lethal but extremely insulting. Maybe this is the legendary younger generation being higher than the predecessor? I don’t know if the ancestor was.
What will you think when you see it?
Continuing to go up, densely packed handwriting was carved on the stairs. Most of the monks stopped here and wanted to leave a mark of the handwriting. It seemed a bit crowded. Li Xiaobai saw two familiar names among them, Yanzuzi and Yitilu!
"The Buddhist ladder ends here. What will be filled from here on up will no longer be immortality and wish power, but an unknown power. We monks cannot absorb it. Forcibly climbing on it will only lead to self-destruction. According to me
Analyzing that the entire ladder was built to continue up the second half of the ladder, although the ancient saints were timid and no one dared to set foot on it, how could they stop me from opening the ten paths to the heavens with my basket!
"
This is a message left on a basket. Li Xiaobai stopped immediately when he saw this line of writing. What it said was a bit mysterious. This ladder is made up of two ends. The section that the world climbs was built by Buddhist masters.
The only thing is that you can continue to climb when you are connected to the air. However, going forward is not just a matter of willpower, there may be terrifying power, and the system cannot shield against physical damage.
Continuing to search on the steps, he soon saw a line of small words again.
"What you said upstairs is pure fart. He only took one step in and was knocked away. The Ten Paths of the Heavens are just rubbish. This kind of restricted area depends on my son Yanzu's Ten Paths of the Netherworld!"
"By the way, I just saw that Zhen Yuanzi and Bei Chenfeng had already entered. They were too shameless to say anything. I will tell them that the new cultivation system of Confucianism and Taoism is feasible. I hope future generations will remember it!"
"As for the Baihuamen Five Poison Sect of Ice Dragon Island and others, they are rubbish. I have created a cultivation system that I don't even understand. I can't even climb up the Buddhism ladder. It's simply unreliable."
The handwriting has completely disappeared at this point. This step seems to be a watershed. The first section is lively and lively, but there is no scratch at the back, as if it is dead.
These people seemed to be trying new techniques that they had created, and they were competing with each other. It seemed that only new techniques could lead to the second half of the steps. Li Xiaobai thought of the inscriptions on the stone tablet left by the Fire Cloud Evil God,
Only by creating a new cultivation system can we escape from the prison.
hiss!
So, the two people who were imprisoned in the Buddha just now were actually the bosses of the same era as Zhen Yuanzi Bei Chenfeng?
Li Xiaobai felt a little unbelievable that such a big boss would be imprisoned. Is the monk so strong?
Earlier, he was still wondering why those two people were not transformed into monks even though they lived in high places all year round. Now it seemed that it was the effectiveness of the so-called new skills that could withstand the invasion of the power of faith.
"I feel unwilling to go home just like this. I want to find something to try."
He stretched out his hand and took out a little yellow chicken in his arms. He didn't know it, but he was startled when he saw it. At this moment, the little yellow chicken's eyes were blurred, and he was shaking his head and muttering something in his mouth, looking like a fool.
Speaking of which, since entering the Buddhist Kingdom, this chicken has been extremely quiet, not making any noise at all, and its emotions have been sublimated by the strong power of faith.
"Xiao Ji, I'm going to throw you in, what do you think?"
Li Xiaobai asked, pointing forward.
"Buddha said, if I don't go to hell, whoever does, let him go."
The little yellow chicken blinked and said lightly, neither happy nor sad.
"Okay!"
Li Xiaobai responded, rounded his arms and threw it forward with all his strength. The round yellow figure fell dozens of steps away, and its figure swelled up the moment it crossed the steps of the transition ladder, as if it was blown away.
It was like an inflated balloon, inflated to the extreme and then exploded with a "pop" sound.
[Pet: Pudong Rooster (Current number of deaths: 18).]
The scene was so weird that Li Xiaobai was very glad that he stepped into it without a head iron, flipped his wrist and took out the jade gourd, and patted Ji Qingqing's body.
"brush!"
The emerald green light swept away and included his corpse.
"This place is nice, but the power inside is too strong. Ji Qingwu should be pushed to death."
Turning his wrist, he took out a ball of hellfire and put it into it again. The flame burned for a moment and then suddenly went out. Li Xiaobai secretly thought it was a pity. The gap between the two sides was too big. Hellfire could not survive in it. If hellfire could swallow this unknown power,
, the growth rate will reach a terrifying level.
"Let's take a look when the defense level is improved in the future. The end of this ladder is extraordinary and is not something I can covet now."
Li Xiaobai murmured to himself, no longer feeling nostalgic, and jumped down the stairs with a slight jump. A golden light flashed in the void, and his vision went dark. When the light returned again, he was already in another unfamiliar situation.
At the foot is a hill, which is lush and green and pleasing to the eye.
"Senior, you are finally here!"
"Is the ladder easy to use? What's on it?"
Hu Meizi kept coming closer and looked at Li Xiaobai carefully, as if to confirm whether he had been strengthened by faith.
"There's nothing, it's cleaner than my face."
Li Xiaobai followed the crowd. This is Thunder Peak. In the center of the peak is the place where Master Wuhu preaches. At this moment, the bottom of the mountain is crowded with people. The large area of Wuyang Wuyang is full of monks, sitting on the ground, cross-legged and quietly waiting for Master Wuhu.