Chapter 163 Three Thousand Steps and Three Questions: Tao Yun

After Wu Yi passed through three worlds in a row, the people outside the world suddenly lost sight of Wu Yi, as if he had suddenly disappeared.

Although Wu Yi wasted a long time in the first yellow sand realm, he was extremely fast in the next two realms, gradually surpassing others to become the first, attracting the attention of many people outside the world.

Seeing Wu Yi suddenly disappear, a slave was surprised and said: "Hey, how could Wu Yi suddenly disappear? Could he have passed the level and reached the top?"

But soon someone else retorted: "How is it possible? He had only walked less than half of the distance before, how could he have reached the top."

"It should be that the ladder does not allow others to watch the test, so it is like this. Let's see how other disciples make guesses."

Everyone talked a lot, but they didn't quite believe that Wu Yi had passed the level and reached the top. After all, most of them were slaves of disciples, and only a few were Qi-refining disciples who came to watch their senior brothers climb the ladder.

The butt determines the head, and they know which side the mouth is facing. They are extremely unwilling to be won by a disciple like Wu Yi who has little foundation and has just risen.

When Wu Yi looked down, he found that there was a person very close to him, that is, there were only a dozen steps away. If nothing unexpected happened, this person would be able to reach the position under his feet in a few hours.

The Heaven Ladder is extremely dangerous. Those who can participate will have high cultivation levels. Most of them are involved in the competition among the upper echelons of the sect. A good ranking can enter the eyes of the sect master and pave the way for their future. It is inevitable that the competition is so fierce.

There are 3,000 steps in the Heaven Ladder, but the tests for cultivators with different cultivation levels are not the same. Here we only talk about the tests below the Golden Core.

In fact, Wu Yi has only walked a thousand steps so far. These thousand steps have a name, called the Way of Asking.

The word "truth" is what the cultivators cultivate. This requires that the disciples should not be distracted and should be single-minded. They should not practice randomly because they think other methods outside of their own path are powerful. Otherwise, they will be trapped in this level, just like Wu Yi, who was almost exhausted in the Yellow Sand Realm because of his weak Qi Dao. Of course, if the disciple is talented and has no obstacles in the three paths, it is another story.

The cultivators who have established their foundation alone will encounter this level of the Dao Path. The Dao of the Golden Core cultivators is already determined. Unless they are re-cultivated after the military dissolution, they will not encounter this obstacle.

And Wu Yi encountered the test of three realms because he practiced three paths in parallel. If other disciples practiced three paths in parallel, they would also encounter three obstacles. As for whether it is the same test as Wu Yi, it is not certain.

It seems that the disciples who practiced only one path have the most advantages, but the thousand steps are still the same. If the cultivators practiced only one path, they would encounter more difficult obstacles in one test. The pros and cons of this are up to each person.

Wu Yi took a short rest, calmed down the mind that was exhausted by the visualization of the spirit ghost, and soon continued his climbing journey.

The next thousand steps can be called the Dao rhyme, which is actually a test of the Dao rhyme that the disciples have comprehended. For those disciples who have not comprehended the Dao rhyme, this level is almost impossible to pass.

But if the disciples have not comprehended the Dao rhyme before passing this level, they may be able to comprehend their own Dao rhyme through this, but it is very difficult. If they are not careful, they will die and the Dao will disappear. The number of successful people can be counted on one hand.

Wu Yi stepped onto the 1001st step. The Dao rhyme he comprehended is the Great Dao of Tranquility. It is unknown how the specific test will be.

Time and space flow, light and shadow change, and a world of ice and snow appears.

Wu Yi looked at it and showed a disdainful smile at the corner of his mouth. Illusion, this level of illusion is not even as good as the initial encounter with the inner demon. Even Wu Yi himself can use a more realistic illusion.

Confident and calm, Wu Yi has a calm face, regardless of the strong wind and rain blowing over, even if it hits his body and is freezing cold, but Wu Yi has already seen through the mystery. The Dao rhyme turns, and the coldness disappears. After all, this is originally an illusion.

Wu Yi kept walking, leaving footprints of different depths in the ice and snow mountains. Every step seemed to have been measured. This actually reflected from the side that Wu Yi had been paying attention to the surroundings and was very vigilant. Once a snow monster jumped out, he would attack it.

After walking a long distance, in this flying snow, time became extremely slow, as if it was isolated from everything in the world.

Wu Yi did not sense the appearance of living creatures around him. The only change was that the snowflakes became denser, leaving traces of their existence on Wu Yi's body. The strong wind was like a knife, and Wu Yi could not even open his eyes completely, so he had to half-close his eyes.

The blizzard had long covered the footprints left by Wu Yi's journey. Even if he had just walked, they would soon become shallow traces. If Wu Yi looked back now, he would be extremely confused.

But Wu Yi had not looked back since he moved forward, and he kept moving forward bravely. He knew that what he saw and felt in front of him was false, because he had this thought in mind. Even if the wind and snow covered Wu Yi's whole body, except for the holes in his nostrils and eyes that could be seen, his whole body was a snowman.

"Roar——" A huge snow bear seemed to appear in front of him, all white, roaring towards Wu Yi with its mouth wide open.

Wu Yi didn't even look at the snow bear, and let it pass through his body. The snow bear immediately scattered. The snow bear was just snowflakes gathered at a specific time. As for the roar it made before, it was just an illusion because the wind sounded much sharper in the gap between the two mountains.

Wu Yi didn't even try to dodge such an obvious illusion. It was fake, so why waste his energy.

Wu Yi continued to move forward, the chill penetrated his bones. Wu Yi knew that this was an illusion, and he had been suppressing the spontaneous movement of the blood light. He just used the Dao rhyme to dissolve the snowflakes on his body, but the snowflakes could not be completely dissolved, and soon gathered again. After trying several times, Wu Yi was too lazy to use the Dao rhyme to dissolve the snowflakes on his body.

The front looked no different from other places, but when Wu Yi landed, he suddenly stepped on empty air and his feet sank into the ice.

There was ice water below, and this chill gave Wu Yi goose bumps all over his body. There was a gap in the control of his mind over his body, and the blood light began to operate spontaneously to drive away the chill.

The spontaneous response of the blood light put Wu Yi in an extremely passive situation. The door that Wu Yi had locked was opened a little, but it was this little gap that allowed the surging cold current from the outside world to sweep in.

The chill in Wu Yi's perception suddenly became real. The snowflakes that were originally like willow catkins and white salt suddenly revealed chill. The extreme cold froze Wu Yi into an ice cube, but Wu Yi still tried to lift his legs, with an incredible look on his face.

The vast ice field, the howling cold wind, and the flying snow all over the sky, this is a dead place. Only Wu Yi's ice sculpture is shining brightly, but as the snowflakes fall, Wu Yi is gradually covered by ice and snow, and gradually enters the eternal silence.

Wu Yi stopped at the level of asking for the rhyme, but the disciple who was very close to him before passed the first level of asking for the way, and the outside world could not see his figure, which confirmed the previous person's guess.

This disciple who stood out after Wu Yi had sword eyebrows and star eyes, plump cheeks and long eyebrows, and was extremely handsome. Although he experienced difficulties and obstacles along the way, he still looked calm and elegant, as if he didn't care.

This person is Lin Qitian, a direct descendant of the Liming Lin family, one of the twelve great families, and the person who was compared with Wu Yi by the strong man before.

After Lin Qitian passed the first level of the Tao Road, he felt relieved and couldn't help looking back. The disciples below were climbing hard, and the closest to him was dozens of steps away.

Lin Qitian raised his handsome sword eyebrows, showing a hint of arrogance, which was his confidence in his own strength. When he was about to continue climbing, he suddenly found that there was another figure in front of him, who had left him at least a hundred steps behind.

There are actually people faster than me. Lin Qitian's arrogance disappeared, and a trace of curiosity appeared in his eyebrows. He wanted to see who it was, but he only saw a back figure and didn't know his true identity.

This further aroused Lin Qitian's competitive spirit, and he stepped onto the 1001st step after a short rest.

The people behind him passed the first level one after another in the next few days. After all, they were recommended by the real person. If they couldn't pass the first level, wouldn't it be a great loss of face for the real person?

Wu Yi was surpassed by the people behind him again, just like before, but it was extremely difficult to pass the Dao Yun level. Even if these people were faster than Wu Yi, they were not much faster.

Trapped in the ice, Wu Yi could not use any part of his body except his mind. Even his mind was locked in the sea of ​​consciousness, unable to see outside, and even unable to see inside. Wu Yi really felt the extreme dead silence, as if he was locked in a small dark room that was so narrow that he couldn't even turn around.

In such a dangerous situation, Wu Yi couldn't even confirm the authenticity of the ice, but he still believed that the ice surrounding him was not real, but he trapped himself.

In the dead silence of the ice, Wu Yi's mentality became extremely calm, and his wise eyes seemed to see through the darkness in front of him and saw the mystery contained in it.

"Open." Wu Yi said lightly towards the darkness in front of him, and the Dao Yun spread out like flowing water in the place that was difficult to see with the naked eye. The darkness was torn apart bit by bit, and a little light was revealed.

"Open." Wu Yi's voice was slightly louder, and the sound spread out, just like a piece of paper was pierced, and the ice that trapped Wu Yi broke and disappeared, as if it did not exist in this world at all.

The ice broke, and Wu Yi regained his freedom. In front of him was still flying snow, disturbing, and the shrill cold wind, whistling, annoying.

After the tempering of dead silence, Wu Yi's state of mind became purer, and his eyes were like a dead spring, without any ripples, but if others were seen by these eyes, they would unconsciously feel that they were penetrated, and they could not hide any secrets.

The flying snow in the sky disappeared three feet away from Wu Yi's body, and even attached to Wu Yi could not do it, because Wu Yi's peaceful state of mind did not give the flying snow a chance to attach.

Along the way, Wu Yi basically did not encounter any difficulties.

The second level asked about Tao Yun, and passed.