Each person symbolizes different emotions, and they are all as heavy as mountains.
Qingge sat cross-legged on the ground, looking at a road and feeling confused.
She understands that now she is not choosing the person, but the path.
There are more than 900 roads, but only one can lead to the rooftop. Qingge calmed down and studied each road.
At this time, the martial arts ascended to the sky beacon, and thousands of people looked up and watched nervously.
Once someone finds the right path, the Jingtian Gate will change. If someone walks into the wrong gate, they will be thrown out by the Martial Arts Climbing Tianfeng.
With a bang, a mighty and strong man was thrown out and fell to the ground on all fours, looking quite embarrassed.
The strong man bared his teeth, cursed and stood up, "What the hell..."
Sui Linggui said calmly: "This practitioner, you are out."
The strong man raised his head and saw that it was Sui Linggui. He looked around again and discovered that the martial arts ascended to the sky.
Immediately, the strong man sat down on the ground and started crying for his father and mother. After the extreme, he showed a dejected posture.
After a long time, the practitioners were driven out one after another.
Thousands of races are not just rhetoric, there are really a thousand races of people who come to the martial arts field, no more, no less.
There are more races than the Thousand Races, which is not justified. The Thousand Races, each race is registered on the Thousand Races Taoist Monument.
What is strange is that both the Demon Clan and the Yao Clan belong to the Thousand Clan, but these two clans are outside the Thousand Clan. For example, in this martial arts banquet, the Demon Clan and the Demon Clan never participate.
Over time, a strange phenomenon formed, and the world looked down upon the Qian clan.
Within half an hour, more than 300 people fell on the jade platform, and they had no choice but to pat their butts and go home with regrets.
More and more people are leaving martial arts to climb Tianfeng.
…
Inside the beacon, the goddess looked at the crisscrossing roads, symbolizing each desire.
What surprised the goddess was that there was only a woman in red clothes and silver hair on one of the roads.
The goddess pursed her lips and smiled bitterly: "Ye Qingge, you are really haunted."
Another place——
Qingge sat cross-legged, her knees aching slightly. One of her knees had been penetrated by a sharp object.
When winter comes and the tides come, the pain will attack, and it will also be accompanied by headaches.
After a long time, Qing Ge finally stood up. She looked at the road in front of her and shed two lines of tears.
In the end, Qing Ge did not choose any path. She turned her back and opened the Jingtian Gate.
"If I am capable, all roads are at my feet; if I am incompetent, there is not a single road that I can cross."
Qingge turned around gracefully and without hesitation.
White and slender hands opened the double doors, golden light shone in the eyes, and green lotuses bloomed in the wind.
The intense light was so dazzling that he couldn't even open his eyes. Qing Ge raised his hand to put it in front of his eyes. Because it was so dazzling, he squinted his eyes and looked outside the Jingtian Gate.
Outside the Jingtian Gate, there are not ninety-nine golden steps, a pure jade platform, or the ridicule of thousands of tribesmen.
When the light fades, a highway leads directly to the rising sun and the bright moon.
In the sky, the sun was shining brightly like a ball of fire, and the bright moon seemed to be rippling in the water.
Like a person's eyes, no, to be precise, they are the eyes of a god.
It is said that God created the land and God created all races!
What comes into view is not the martial arts field, but the avenue!
It is the road to enter the martial arts to reach the rooftop!
Qingge looked at the scene outside the Jingtian Gate, her breathing suddenly became rapid, her eyes were red, and she couldn't help but gasp when her Adam's apple rolled.
It turns out that...nothing means existence, and existence means nothingness. The so-called right and wrong choices are all lies and self-deception.
To give it up is to give it up!
The real way to "life" is not in any of the paths that symbolize desire, but behind it.
The world often says that behind the road is a cliff, which is purgatory. But everyone knows that when you take a step back, you will find a vast sea and sky. Of course, everyone understands this truth, but how few people have been able to do it from ancient times to the present?
If you give up, you have it.
The so-called great way of cultivating is in words and in practice!
Qingge walked forward, and a book was opened in front of Qingge's eyes. The golden fonts fluttered in the wind, and finally got into Qingge's body.
These ancient books are the wisdom of our ancestors and the sum of martial arts civilization from the founding era to the present!
After walking this road and reaching the top of the sun and the moon, you will reach the rooftop of martial arts.
Martial Arts Center, Yutai.
There were more than 900 cultivators thrown out by Martial Arts Dentian Feng, and almost all of them were thrown away.
"It's open, it's open, someone has found a way to 'survive'!" Someone in the crowd turned red with excitement, pointing at Jingtian Gate and shouting.
Then a line of light was seen extending inwards from the periphery of the Surprise Gate. When the light spread to the entire Jingtian Gate, people in the martial arts field could see who had found the way to 'survive'.
Finding a way out is easier than ascending the Heavenly Beacon through the martial arts, but for the elites of the Thousand Clans, it is a miracle that they can enter three of them. From this we can see how difficult it is to ascend the Heavenly Beacon through the martial arts.
Difficult, difficult, as difficult as the sky!
When all the light converged, a blurry figure appeared.
It seemed that it was covered with gauze, and all I could see was a slender figure, probably a woman, but I couldn't tell who it was.
Time passed slowly, and everyone's hearts kept beating in their throats and never stopped. They were nervous and excited, as if their relatives were inside.
After a long time, under the spotlight, the mysterious veil was finally unveiled.
who is it?
Is she a goddess?
Or other female talents among thousands of tribes!
The lights are intertwining, and the figure has a graceful demeanor in its movements.
The vision gradually became clearer, and when they saw this person clearly, thousands of people from thousands of tribes all took a deep breath.
Ji... Ji Meili...
She was the first person to find a way to survive and climb to the rooftop through martial arts. This was expected by everyone, and even more unexpected.
There was an uproar everywhere, and everyone looked at each other in silence, seeing deep shock and horror in each other's eyes.
This woman is the chosen one, and she will definitely have a future.
Qinglian Emperor Ji, lives in Luoshen Palace...
This is something that many people dare not hope for.
"It's really her." Sui Linggui was extremely excited, but he had to contain his emotions and suppress his happiness.
Ji Meili found a way out, which means that her vision of people is correct. Although she suffered a lot from Ye Ge, she can't be afraid of the well rope after being bitten by a snake for ten years.
Sui Linggui looked anxiously at Aventurine Cod and the elders of the Seven Clans. Aventurine Cod was calm and calm, unexpectedly calm.
Sui Linggui was confused: "My king, are you unhappy?"
"Why do you need to dance for normal things? But you should be happy." Aventurine said.
The elder of the Seven Tribes smiled and stroked his beard, "I got a daughter this time, it's really a chance from heaven." From his words, it can be seen that the elder of the Seven Tribes regards Ji Meili as his own daughter.
Only those who know the truth know that the Seven Clans have always lived for their faith. Lingye Wolf has always been his faith. Now that Lingye Wolf is dead, if he wants to get back on his feet, he must regain his faith.
Live hard.
He worked so hard just to go to that place called heaven and continue his relationship with his beloved wife in the next life.
Let’s make a promise together for a hundred generations.
If anyone lives to be ninety-seven, he will have to wait on the bridge for three years.
Since ancient times, for those who are infatuated, their relationship will ruin their lives.