Wang Teng followed behind the leader, thinking silently in his heart. He couldn't help but glance at Ye Wendao and Ji Caiwei behind him.
These two people have already worshiped at the mountain gate, and they must have passed the question of asking questions. According to the leader, it seems to be a test. I wonder how these two people are doing.
Seemingly feeling Wang Teng's gaze, Ye Wendao chuckled and said, "Junior brother Wang Teng, this question of the mind is a unique test for our Tianxin Dao to temper our character. You, senior brother, and I have stepped onto the twelfth level! Junior Sister Caiwei
We have also reached the eleventh level."
He was somewhat looking forward to it, and wanted to see which level this junior brother Wang Teng could reach, ask his mind, and ascend to the heavenly level. There were thirty-six sections in total, which were the attributes of Tiangang's perfection.
The two of them who can reach the tenth level at such a young age are already outstanding. They are in line with the Tianxin Dao technique and are worthy of vigorous cultivation.
Ta, da, da
The footsteps were very light, almost silent, and the leader took the lead, leading everyone to the place where they could ask their minds.
Wang Teng looked around and saw that the so-called road to ask one's mind was a staircase with thirty-six steps in total. Two rows of incense and candles were lit, illuminating the path ahead.
"Teng'er, this question about the mind is a inheritance set up by the ancestors. The farther you go, the greater the benefits you will get; it only concerns the mind, regardless of cultivation."
The man in gold robe had a gentle expression and looked at Wang Teng with approval. According to his opinion, no matter how talented and mature Wang Teng is, he is still a ten-year-old boy.
It would be great if this Wenxinlu could reach the fifteenth level. He only reached the twentieth level back then and became the number one person among the younger generation of Tianxin Dao. He has soared all the way to this day, but his achievements have been shattered.
"Thirty-six steps to heaven, I wonder which step the Patriarch has reached back then?"
Wang Teng walked to the steps and suddenly asked, which surprised all the elders.
Could it be that he still wants to be on par with the Patriarch? That person is born divine!
"Haha, although this question about the mind was set up by the Patriarch, he once said that the mind has nine orifices, but he only accessed seven of them and never succeeded. Therefore, he only reached the thirty-third level and failed to reach perfection."
The golden-robed man's eyes lit up, and the child was very energetic and wanted to be on par with his ancestor.
There are nine apertures in the heart, but only seven apertures can be accessed. Even the Patriarch has not been able to reach perfection...
Wang Teng was a little surprised when he heard this. He had never heard of such a method of cultivating the mind. The founder of Tianxin Dao was indeed a great man of his generation, with fantastic ideas.
"I wonder how far Junior Brother Wang Teng can reach."
After the great elder died, Ye Wendao was quite concerned about Wang Teng and looked forward to it.
"He should probably go further than us."
Ji Caiwei didn't have any competitive intentions, she just said what she felt.
"The seed of a heavenly being is still a ten-year-old boy after all. How far can he go on the road of questioning his mind before he grows up?"
The Great Elder thought in his mind that he had seen many talented people over the years, but this was the first one as amazing as Wang Teng.
clatter
Wang Teng moved and stepped onto the first level of heaven under the expectant eyes of everyone.
Buzz~
The divine light lit up, and Wang Teng's figure was shrouded in haze.
Illusions, seductive illusions appear in my mind.
All kinds of pictures, all kinds of desires, all kinds of delusions are all emerging at this moment.
The seven emotions and six desires create an illusion and drag Wang Teng's consciousness into it.
Let him sink, let him fall.
break!
Wang Teng was indifferent. He had a perfect state of mind honed in the world of martial arts, so he would not be confused by these superficial external objects.
His eyes were clear and cold, and he strode forward. The illusion of seven emotions and six desires seemed so pale and feeble.
Kick, kick, kick!
In a moment, he took seven steps in a row, instantly breaking the illusion of seven emotions.
Under the heavy breathing of the elders, they moved forward again. This time, they took six steps to kill the six desires!
Level 14!
With just one meeting, Wang Teng was able to overcome all seven emotions and six desires in a row, and walked straight up the thirteenth step of the ladder!
"Junior brother Wang Teng is so powerful!"
Ye Wendao was already a little confused. He was bragging just now that he had stepped onto the thirteenth step of the ladder, but as soon as he saw him, he walked up to it without stopping.
This made him breathe heavily. How far can this junior brother Wang Teng go?
Ji Caiwei on the side was not surprised at all. He was just surprised by how quickly Wang Teng stepped onto the thirteenth level. He simply walked up directly.
It took the two of them a stick of incense to walk up with difficulty!
"good."
The great elder and the leader looked at each other, clasped their hands and smiled. This ten-year-old boy was so determined and decisive that he simply didn't look like a child.
clatter
The green-robed figure stepped forward again, and the fourteenth step of the ladder could only stop him for ten breaths.
He fell down in one step and stood firmly on the fifteenth step of the ladder.
Buzz buzz~
The illusion manifested in my mind suddenly surged, and many pictures appeared as if they were real.
"I have completed the inheritance of the Western Ji Scripture, hahaha!"
It was a young man covered in blood, standing among the bones, holding a broken stone tablet in his hand. The white gold around him condensed into a huge tiger head, crazy and tyrannical.
"Reach to the sky in one step and dominate the contemporary world!"
It was a young man with high spirits, standing on the dome of the palace, surrounded by people, all of them collapsed on the ground. He laughed, and countless stars appeared, and they gathered around him to worship him, like crape myrtle.
"I am the Northern Emperor, invincible in the heavens!"
It was a man shrouded in immeasurable divine light, riding on an ancient golden chariot. He was surrounded by nine true dragons, nine divine phoenixes, nine-headed white tigers, and nine divine warriors. He formed the four true spirits and dominated the starry sky.
"Ascend! Ascend!"
It was a man bathed in the calamity light, surrounded by thunderous thunder, his armor shattered, the dark clouds in the sky torn apart, and a heavenly gate shattered to pieces.
"I'm not willing to give in!"
It was a figure with a broken body, coughing up blood, transforming into the Dao, and almost disintegrating; he was surrounded by human figures, the divine light was dazzling, the cauldron flew across the sky, shattering the eternal blue sky, and even the Dao was obliterated
!
Illusions, one after another, one inside another, just like reality.
When everything you see is made up of illusions, then what you experience becomes reality.
Wang Teng's figure trembled, and he stood for a while on the fifteenth heavenly step.
He was in a trance, and the figures appeared in his mind as if they were real.
It was as if he was the protagonist in the picture, familiar and real.
"I····"
He murmured, and the clear color in his eyes slowly faded away, almost disappearing.
"Don't believe it!"
Wang Teng shouted coldly, the white gold light all over his body was blazing, and his body suddenly rose to nine feet, like a statue of a god!
Noble and noble, his spirit and soul were infinitely elevated, reaching the realm of the supreme, watching the sea of illusions indifferently.
"This is····?"
Elder Chu's expression changed. Wang Teng's Xiji combat body surprised him. It seemed to be some kind of secret method that greatly improved his strength in an instant.
"Zhoutian Battle Body? How is it possible? He hasn't even tempered his battle bones!"
Some elders exclaimed, unable to believe that they regarded Wang Teng's magical power as a perfect combat body in the Zhoutian realm!