Ma Hongjun felt something soft and smooth as jade appear in his palm.
"Soul bone!" Ma Hongjun shouted excitedly, completely forgetting the pain on his face.
This soul bone is exactly the one Jiang Siming obtained from Ghost Douluo.
"Thank you, Brother Siming!" Ma Hongjun looked at Jiang Siming excitedly. Soul bones are rare things, but Jiang Siming gave them to him so generously.
"Since you call me brother, brother, how can I treat you badly? Just suck it up quickly!"
Ma Hongjun nodded, without saying anything, he sat cross-legged on the ground and began to absorb the soul bones.
Jiang Siming turned his head and watched the other people working hard to climb the steps.
Tang San was worthy of possessing two hundred thousand year soul bones and one hundred thousand year soul ring, which was ahead of the others.
Dai Mubai has two more soul bones than in the original work, and he is also not far behind, not much different from Tang San.
Zhu Zhuqing also has three soul bones, and his physique at this time is also powerful and abnormal. Although he is not as good as Tang San, he is probably not much different from Dai Mubai.
The others were a bit miserable, especially Bai Chenxiang, who was not a fighting soul master at all. Just the first five steps were already like a chasm.
"Ding, release the sign-in task, sign-in location is Poseidon Temple!"
Jiang Siming was in a daze when the system issued a sign-in task again.
"I want to climb to the top!" Jiang Siming couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the sacred palace on the top of the majestic Poseidon Mountain.
In the last attempt, Jiang Siming only reached more than 300 steps. Although it is not Jiang Siming's limit, every 100 steps is a huge hurdle. Jiang Siming really doesn't have much confidence in setting foot on these 1001 steps.
steps.
Jiang Siming stepped onto the steps again, but did not feel the slightest resistance.
"Huh? It seems that the improvement this time is not small."
Jiang Siming didn't know the specific age of the sixth soul ring, but he had indeed persisted to the limit, which made Jiang Siming's physique improve again.
Jiang Siming continued walking up without stopping, and soon surpassed everyone and reached the step where Zhu Zhuqing was.
Seeing the sweat on Zhu Zhuqing's head, Jiang Siming couldn't help but pause.
"Are you still insisting?" Jiang Siming said softly.
"I can do it." Zhu Zhuqing gritted her teeth and said. She didn't want to stand behind Jiang Siming all the time. She could only helplessly pray that her lover would be safe.
Looking at Zhu Zhuqing's firm eyes, Jiang Siming chose to respect her choice.
"Give me your hand!"
Zhu Zhuqing raised his head with some difficulty, looked at Jiang Siming, and finally stretched out his hand.
"Adjust your breathing."
Jiang Siming accompanied Zhu Zhuqing and walked up three more steps. This has reached the limit of what Zhu Zhuqing can bear at present.
Zhu Zhuqing stayed on this step, sat cross-legged and started practicing.
Jiang Siming felt a little pressure at this moment and continued to walk forward.
Level 100, level 200,...
Level 600.
At this time, Jiang Siming felt as if there was a mountain pressing on him, his legs were like lead, and he could no longer take another half step forward.
Sweat covered Jiang Siming's forehead and dripped down his cheeks on the steps.
Jiang Siming raised his head and looked at the top of the mountain. It was just over halfway and he was already facing so much pressure.
"Level 601!"
Jiang Siming tried to take this crucial step again and raised his left foot with difficulty. Jiang Siming's body couldn't help but tremble slightly, and the pressure around him suddenly increased sharply.
Jiang Siming's face was already flushed at this moment. It was only half a step away, but it seemed like it was the end of the world.
At the foot of Poseidon Mountain, several people had already retreated down the steps, and their eyes couldn't help but look at Jiang Siming, who was already on the mountainside.
Everyone's eyes are different, but they all have mixed feelings. They are all about the same age, and it is even said that many people here are older than Jiang Siming. However, Jiang Siming's achievements are beyond their reach.
Maybe they didn't know what this man had gone through, but they were sure that Jiang Siming had worked hard to gain every bit of his strength.
Finally, Jiang Siming's left foot finally reached the 601st step, and the overwhelming pressure suddenly surged in like the rising tide of the sea.
Jiang Siming couldn't help but bend down and made a muffled sound. His back was empty, but it seemed as if something heavy had been hunched over.
"Do you want me to surrender with just a ban?"
Jiang Siming's face was flushed at this moment, his veins were exposed, and he looked a bit ferocious. Even a god would not want Jiang Siming to surrender, not to mention that this was a restriction left by him.
Under tremendous pressure, Jiang Siming slowly straightened his waist again.
He slowly raised his right foot, and the overwhelming pressure hit him again.
"Yeah!"
Jiang Siming roared angrily and solemnly picked up the 601st step with his right foot.
At the 600th step at this moment, two clear footprints soaked in Chinese characters seemed to be deeply engraved on the steps.
Jiang Siming looked up at the golden temple on the top of the mountain, with the corners of his mouth raised slightly. There was no awe in his eyes, but an expectation of conquest.
Jiang Siming was not moving upwards. Persistence and stubbornness were two different things. He sat cross-legged on the 601st step and began to practice soul power.
It has to be said that Poseidon's Light can indeed greatly increase the speed of cultivation.
Jiang Siming, who had just obtained the 100,000-year soul ring, had reached level 64 in soul power at this moment.
Just half an hour of practice and meditation has stabilized the somewhat vacuous soul power in the body.
It was already evening when Jiang Siming woke up again. At the foot of Poseidon Mountain, a golden bead was floating above the head of Qianying who was sitting cross-legged.
Zhu Zhuqing finally caught up with everyone and reached level 60. Although there was a gap of nearly five years, Zhu Zhuqing, who had three soul bones, even vaguely surpassed Ning Rongrong and others in terms of cultivation qualifications.
Sweat had covered Zhu Zhuqing's forehead, which shimmered faintly under the moonlight. The stubborn Zhu Zhuqing gritted his teeth and did not make any sound, but endured it silently.
The originally transparent sweat drops were already stained with traces of blood, and blood seeped out from the pores one by one, but he did not even let out a cry.
Jiang Siming had quietly come to Zhu Zhuqing's side at this moment, and did not choose to disturb her. Instead, he silently guarded Zhu Zhuqing and protected her.
As the golden light entered his body, Zhu Zhuqing could no longer hold on.
Jiang Siming hurriedly stepped forward and supported the other party.
"Si Ming!"
"Actually, you don't have to do this. Trust me, I will protect you."
Jiang Siming felt a little distressed and wiped the sweat from Zhu Zhuqing's forehead.
"I know that the enemies you deal with will always be stronger than I imagined. Maybe I can't help you, but you have to believe in me and I will protect myself."
Zhu Zhuqing buried her head in Jiang Siming's arms and rubbed it gently. Like a warm-hearted kitten, she felt Jiang Siming's warmth and at the same time gave Jiang Siming warmth.
"Fool, how could I not believe you? In fact, I don't want you to work too hard." Jiang Siming smiled, rubbed Zhu Zhuxin's little head, and said lovingly.
Jiang Siming spread out his hands, and a crystal clear soul bone appeared in his palm.
"This is for you. If you want me not to worry, you must be obedient."
"The right arm bone of the Shadowless Demon Cat!"
Zhu Zhuqing was a little surprised. This soul bone was one of the Zhu family's inherited soul bones. He didn't expect it to be in Jiang Siming's hands.
Zhu Zhuqing looked at Jiang Siming's firm eyes and finally accepted the soul bone.
Under the moonlight, the two sat hugging each other in front of Poseidon Mountain, looking at the bright moon, feeling each other's warmth, and could not be separated for a long time.
"Zhuqing, what if I suddenly disappear one day?" Jiang Siming said jokingly.
"Then I'll go find you!" Zhu Zhuqing looked up at Jiang Siming, his eyes full of determination.
"What if I can't find it?"
"Then I will protect myself first and keep looking for you until I find you. I will beat you up and then ask you why you left me?"
Zhu Zhuqing gently beat Jiang Siming's chest, and involuntarily pushed hard into Jiang Siming's arms, as if she wanted to melt into Jiang Siming's arms.
Suddenly, Zhu Zhuqing spoke again.
"Will you leave me?"
Jiang Siming felt that his chest seemed a little moist, and he gently stroked the silky hair.
However, Jiang Siming did not dare to make a promise easily because he did not know what he would face in the future.