Yun'er was silent again, and after a long time she spoke again: "I will be very heavy, does the sword master really have to bear it?"
"I know"
Zhuang Wudao sighed, a divine sword, and the troops of two peerless immortal kings. How could the cause and effect and the relationship between them be simple?
But as he said, there was no need to hesitate. As early as when he accidentally obtained this magical weapon, one person and one sword were already inseparable. They shared a common destiny and could no longer be separated.
And when Zhuang Wudao stepped forward again, his mood suddenly sank again. What was heavy at this time was not only his mood, but also his body.
Before, he just felt that the several personnel matters he was burdened with and the many lines he was constantly cutting gave him a mountain of pressure.
But at this moment, I really felt like a mountain was pressing down on me.
After the Qingyun Sword, there was nothing on the steps ahead. However, Zhuang Wudao had only walked ten short steps, and he was already sweating profusely, with big beads of sweat on his forehead.
Almost every level he walked, Zhuang Wudao could feel the weight on his body getting heavier. His feet were sore and swollen, and he was obviously overwhelmed.
When he managed to reach the 860th level, Zhuang Wudao's whole body's bones were creaking. His body, which could withstand the power of 800 elephants at its limit, was struggling to move on the bluestone steps.
At this time, his consciousness, under the heavy pressure, was close to a trance, and his mind was getting blurry. There was only one thought that supported him to continue climbing up.
——He must not fall down here. He must go to the end. How can he be blocked by this mere Taoist career?
The road to the great road is full of obstacles. There will only be more difficulties and dangers encountered in the future, and they will not be a hundred times more difficult than here.
Gradually, Zhuang Wudao could no longer think about anything else, only the stone steps in front of him, and there were also hallucinations coming from his ears, as if he was talking to himself.
"Give up—"
"You can't hold it"
"Why bother with so much?"
"Qin Feng and the others have gone to the south to settle down, and there is no news about him. Why bother with him? From now on, just treat him as a passerby."
"Mother, she is wrong, so why care about it so much. What's wrong with staying in Shenzhuang of Zhou Kingdom and enjoying wealth and wealth? Why go to Yuecheng alone to suffer? Dignity? Love? How much is it worth?"
"It actually doesn't matter if he reconciles with his father? Why is there such a quarrel between father and son?"
Finally, he could even see Sword Ling Yun'er, his figure transformed in front of him, and he looked over with worried eyes.
"Give up, you can't bear my karma. It doesn't matter Yun'er. We have gone through several tribulations, I can wait a little longer -"
"Why are you so tired? You must reach the realm of Yuanshen within a hundred years?"
Zhuang Wudao stopped and glanced at Yun'er in front of him, then sneered and continued to move forward. The ruthless spirit he had cultivated since childhood filled his chest again.
His mother had done many wrong things in her life and was not qualified as a mother. However, there was one sentence that he always kept in mind.
Since he is a man, he should be responsible. Since he has chosen to bear the burden, he will never hesitate or give up. Unless it is the sword spirit, unless it is Qin Feng, who takes the initiative to abandon him.
At this moment, he was walking heavily and carrying a heavy burden like a mountain. However, Zhuang Wudao felt that every step he took was reassuring, steady, and unshakable.
I no longer paid attention to those distracting thoughts and hallucinations, and just counted them silently in my heart.
Eight hundred and seventy-six, eight hundred and seventy-nine, eight hundred and eighty-three, eight hundred and eighty-five, eight hundred and eighty-eight——
At this moment, Zhuang Wudao's sweaty face showed some emotion again, and his eyes showed surprise.
At this last step, he couldn't even take it
After going through hardships and passing through the previous one hundred and ten levels, when only this last level was left, I had no choice but to do it——
With countless hallucinations in front of him, Zhuang Wudao's heart moved slightly, as if he had caught something, but when he thought about it carefully, there was nothing.
"It's the sword master's heart toward the Tao——"
Yun'er's voice resounded in his mind again: "The desire to pursue the Tao can also be regarded as a kind of obsession. The sword master seems to be deeper than others."
"Heart for the Tao? Obsession?"
Zhuang Wudao was stunned for a moment, and then he smiled coldly: "If I didn't have the heart to follow the Tao, if I didn't have the obsession to surpass others, then what kind of Tao would I be cultivating, and what kind of truth would I be asking for? Is it really possible to achieve Taoism through inaction?
real?"
With a bang, Zhuang Wudao felt that his soul seemed to explode. A violent wind spread around itself, forming a small tornado in the gap in the sky.
tide.
Zhuang Wudao's feet were no longer hindered, and he stepped firmly on the 888 bluestone steps. The burden on his body was gone, and his whole body felt relaxed as never before. And all the sweat evaporated with his true energy.
Under it, everything turns into mist and disperses into the air.
The bells rang eight times, causing the eardrums to ache slightly.
"Congratulations, Sword Master, you have successfully passed this path of karma and heaven -"
"Um?"
Zhuang Wudao was slightly surprised and looked up at the last remaining bluestone steps. "How come even if we pass, there are still one hundred and eleven steps left?"
"If my prediction is correct, this should be the nine-turn path of the Lichen Sect. The first eight turns have passed, and the rest is a reward for the disciples."
Yun'er said with a firm tone, with full confidence: "This last one hundred and eleven levels should no longer be an obstacle to you, the sword master. The journey to the ninth revolution of the Lichen Sect is indeed full of obstacles, but if
Without rich rewards, how can it attract many cultivators to risk their lives repeatedly and embark on this road of near-death?"
Zhuang Wudao frowned. He entered this third path to heaven just to get rid of his guilt.
It is said that the main peak of Lichen has nine secret places all year round, which are not owned by the seven peaks of the second mountain. Six of them are awarded to those casual cultivators who have outstanding qualifications, talents, and even cultivation, and are accepted as Lichen disciples.
.
There are three other people who are vacant all year round, waiting for the disciples who have passed through the third path to heaven.
And these three secret places are different from other secret places and have many privileges. All the secret techniques recorded in the ten halls of transmission can be practiced.
What’s more, there is a sentence left in the legacy book of the Patriarch Li Chen - My path to enlightenment begins with the path of Taoism and Heaven. The feedback is richer than my forty years of practice.
However, he didn't think much about these beforehand.
"I'm just a little bit surprised now." Yun'er's tone was strange: "I think you couldn't bear it anymore, why were you still unwilling to give up at that time?"
"How can I not bear it? I hold this breath in my chest and grit my teeth, and I can always bear it. But if I want to give up and give up, then I will collapse. This is my burden, and
My support is my spine, I can’t give up, and I can’t bend.”
Zhuang Wudao asked curiously: "Actually, I also want to ask, if I really couldn't hold on at that time and chose to give up, what would be the final result?"
"If the sword master really can't hold on, you will fall from these stone steps——"
Yun'er said calmly, as if he was talking about something that couldn't be easier: "With the great method of refining gods with demonic thoughts, the demonic thoughts in the sword master's mind will probably take the opportunity to backfire. Even if the sword master can keep this
My life, in this life, my cultivation is limited to practicing the Qi realm."
"I see"
Zhuang Wudao secretly thought in his heart, 'Sure enough, his choice is right. Now that he has decided to bear it, he must not regret or hesitate even a little bit.
"However, Yun'er, you really have something to say that speaks to the bottom of my heart."
"Huh? What?" Sword Spirit Luo Qingyun was obviously a little confused. She didn't understand what Zhuang Wudao meant by his words.
"Yun'er, you are really heavy, not ordinary-" In a relaxed mood, Zhuang Wudao also made a rare joke.
Yun'er was speechless, and then laughed: "I don't know how to lose weight."
"I don't want you to reduce it, I guess you can't help yourself."
Zhuang Wudao smiled, and his face became cold again: "Because what I carry is already heavy enough, if it is not necessary, I can never carry more, even if I add a little more, it won't be enough -"
Yun'er didn't say anything, just gave a heavy hum, and then fell into silence again, wondering what she was thinking.
Zhuang Wudao ignored it and continued on to the 889th level.
Is there any reward for the nine-turn path? I hope it is as Yun'er said. He wants to see what kind of surprise this path to heaven can give him in the end——
There was still a constant flow of heat coming from the sapphire stone steps under his feet. However, Zhuang Wudao did not have the feeling that the bone marrow and blood in his body were burning before. His whole body was warm and more comfortable.
"This is--"
Zhuang Wudao raised his eyebrows, feeling that the trace of breath flowing into his body was pouring directly into somewhere in his body.
Those acupoints that were originally swollen and itchy, but whose location was unknown, became more and more obvious in his induction. The distance became closer and closer, and they became clearer and clearer.
In front of Zhuang Wudao, various phantoms appeared, all of which were boxing frames and techniques he had learned.
——Subduing the Dragon and Subduing the Tiger, Liuhe Xingyi, Big Throwing Monument Hand, Bull Demon Yuan Hegemony, Tianxuan Illuminating World True Sutra, Shangxiao Yingyuan Cave True Thunder Controlling True Technique, Heaven and Earth Yin and Yang Great Compassion, Yunjian Jue, Dayan Jue—
—
There are also those that have been exposed to before, such as the Yuanshi Demon Hunting Sutra, Armor-breaking Sharp Finger, Tao True Seal, Vajra Prajna Power, etc.
Each boxing stance and each technique flashed in his mind, one after another.
"The ninth pass, the ninth turn of this path to heaven is to open your spiritual aperture."
Yun'er reminded again: "It's just a test, a test of your understanding, Sword Master, and your talent and talent in innovation, harmony. You must know the reason why humans won in ancient times, overpowering all kinds of tyrannical beasts, and becoming the leader of millions of worlds.
The master, the spiritual leader of all things, is the sage of the human race in ancient times.
Powerful people are often able to innovate and innovate, and diligently explore the mysteries of the world. One is curiosity, the other is creation, both of which are indispensable. They are not like other races who follow the old ways and cling to the old. Naturally, it doesn't matter whether you can pass this level or not.
You can still walk through this path of karma and heaven.”