Dedicate One’s Mind

When Wu Yi passed through three worlds, Wu Yi's figure suddenly disappeared from the eyes of outsiders, as if he suddenly disappeared.

Although Wu Yi took a long time in the first yellow sand realm, he was extremely fast in the next two realms, gradually surpassing others and becoming the first place, attracting the attention of many people from the outside world.

At this time, seeing Wu Yi suddenly disappearing, one of the slaves was surprised and said: "Hey, why did Wu Yi suddenly disappear? He must have cleared the customs and climbed to the top."

But others soon retorted: "How is it possible? He had only walked less than half of the distance, how could he reach the top?"

"It should be the test after the ladder is not allowed to be watched by others. Let's see how other disciples make guesses."

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

The butt determines the head, and which way the mouth faces is clear in their hearts. They are extremely unwilling to be chosen as the leader by a disciple like Wu Yi who has little foundation and has just emerged.

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

The journey to the heavenly ladder is extremely dangerous. The cultivation level of those who can participate will not be low, and most of them involve 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 one in the future. The competition is so Intensity is inevitable.

There are three thousand steps in the ladder to heaven, but monks with different cultivation levels will not get the same test when they step on the ladder to heaven. This only represents the test under the golden elixir.

In fact, Wu Yi has only walked a thousand steps so far. These thousand steps have a name, which is called Taoist Path.

The monks are cultivating the true character, which requires the disciples not to be distracted by other things, to be single-minded, and not to practice randomly just because they think other methods besides their own are powerful, otherwise they will be stuck in this level, just like Because Wu Yi's Qi Dao was weak, he almost died there in the Yellow Sand Realm. Of course, if the disciple is talented and intelligent, there will be no hindrance to the three paths.

The monks who build the foundation alone will encounter this obstacle on their way. It seems that the path of the golden elixir monks has been determined. Unless they are relieved and rebuild, they will not encounter this obstacle.

Because Wu Yi was traveling on three paths in parallel, he encountered the test of three realms. If other disciples were traveling on three paths in parallel, they would also encounter three obstacles. It is not certain whether the test encountered by Wu Yi was the same.

It seems that the disciples who practice alone have the most advantage, but the thousand steps are still the same. If they are monks who practice alone, they will encounter more difficult obstacles in the test. Among them, the pros and cons are in the eyes of the beholder. .

Wu Yi took a short rest, calmed down the energy consumed by contemplating ghosts, and soon continued his climbing journey.

The next thousand steps can be called Dao Yun, which are actually a test of the Dao Yun comprehended by the disciples. It is almost impossible for those disciples who have not comprehended the Dao Yun to pass this level.

But if the disciple has not comprehended the charm of the Tao before passing this level, he may be able to comprehend his own Tao charm, but it is very difficult. The only disadvantage is that the body will perish and the Tao will disappear. The number of successful people can be counted on one hand. Come here.

Wu Yi stepped onto the 1,001th step. The Tao Yun he realized was the Avenue of Jing, and he didn't know how it would be tested.

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

Wu Yi looked at it, with a disdainful smile on his face. Illusion, this level of illusion is not as good as the first encounter with the inner demon. Even Wu Yi himself can use more realistic illusions.

Confident and quiet, Wu Yi had a calm expression, regardless of the strong wind and rain that blew over him. Even if it hit his body with a biting coldness, Wu Yi had already seen through the mystery. With a change of Tao Yun, the chill disappeared. After all, this was an illusion in the first place.

Wu Yi kept walking, leaving consistent deep and shallow footprints in the ice fields and snowy 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 monster in the snow jumped out. , and attack them.

After walking a long distance, time became extremely slow in the snow, as if everything in the world was cut off.

Wu Yi did not sense the appearance of any living beings 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 fully, so he had to half-squint.

The violent storm and snow had long since covered up the footprints left by Wu Yi's journey. Even if he had just walked through, they would soon turn into shallow traces. If Wu Yi looked back now, he would probably be extremely confused.

But Wu Yi never looked back since he moved forward, and moved forward bravely. He knew that everything he saw and felt was false. Because of this thought, even if the wind and snow covered Wu Yi's whole body, except for his nostrils and eyes, The hole can be seen outside, and the whole body is like a snowman.

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

Wu Yi didn't even look at the snow bear, and let the snow bear pass through his body. The snow bears immediately scattered. This snow bear was just a collection of snowflakes at a specific time. As for the roar it made before, it was also because of the snowflakes gathering at a specific time. In the gap between the two mountains, the sound of the wind seems much sharper, which is just an illusion.

Wu Yi couldn't even avoid such an obvious illusion. If it was fake, it was fake, so why waste his efforts.

Wu Yi continued to move forward, with chills going straight into his bones. Wu Yi understood that this was an illusion, and he had been suppressing the spontaneous movement of the blood light. He just used Taoist rhyme to melt the snowflakes on his body, but the snowflakes were not exhausted and soon gathered up again. After trying a few times, Wu Yi couldn't be bothered to use Tao Yun to remove the snowflakes on his body.

The front looked no different from other places, but when Wu Yi put his foot down, he suddenly missed the step and got stuck in the ice.

There was ice water underneath. This slight chill directly caused goosebumps all over Wu Yi's body. There was a slight gap in the mind's control over the body, and the blood light began to move spontaneously in order to drive away the cold.

Xueguang's spontaneous response put Wu Yi into an extremely passive situation. Wu Yi's originally locked door was opened a little, but just such a little gap allowed the cold current from the outside world to sweep in.

The chill that Wu Yi felt suddenly became real. The snowflakes, which were originally like catkins and white salt, suddenly revealed the chill. The extreme cold froze Wu Yi into ice cubes, but Wu Yi still kept trying to put his own With his legs raised, his face had an incredible expression.

The vast ice field, howling cold wind, and flying snow all over the sky, is a dead place. Only the ice sculpture of Wu Yi is shining with dazzling light. But as the snowflakes fall, Wu Yi is gradually covered by ice and snow, and gradually enters eternity. In silence.

Wu Yi stopped at the step of asking the rhyme, but the disciple he saw very close to him before passed the first step to ask the way, and the outside world couldn't see him anymore. It confirmed the previous person’s guess.

This disciple who stands out after Wu Yi has sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, plump cheeks and long eyebrows, and is extremely handsome. Although he has experienced difficulties and obstacles along the way, he still has a calm and elegant face, as if he does not take it to heart.

This person is Lin Qitian, a direct descendant of the Li Ming Lin family, one of the twelve wealthy families. He was previously compared to Wu Yi by powerful men.

After Lin Qitian passed the first level and asked about the path, he felt comfortable and couldn't help but look behind him. The disciples below were struggling to climb up, and the closest one to him was dozens of steps away.

Lin Qitian's handsome eyebrows were raised, showing a touch of arrogance, which was his confidence in his own strength. When he was about to continue climbing, he suddenly discovered that there was another figure in front of him, who had already surpassed him by at least a hundred steps.

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 did not know his true identity.

This further aroused Lin Qitian's desire to compete, and after a short rest, he stepped on the one thousand and first step.

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 big loss for the real person.

As before, Wu Yi was overtaken by the people behind him, but the first level of Daoyun was also extremely difficult. Even if these people were faster than Wu Yi, they couldn't be much faster.

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

In such a dangerous situation, Wu Yi could not even confirm the authenticity of the ice, but he still firmly believed that the ice surrounding him was not real, but was just trapping himself.

In the deathly 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 see the mystery contained in it.

"Open." Wu Yi said faintly towards the darkness in front of him. It was difficult to see with the naked eye, and the rhyme spread out like running water. The darkness was torn apart bit by bit, and bits and pieces of light were revealed.

"Open." Wu Yi's voice became slightly louder, and the sound spread out, as if a piece of paper had been pierced. The ice that trapped Wu Yi shattered and disappeared, as if it did not exist in this world at all. Same.

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

After being tempered by deathly silence, Wu Yi's state of mind became purer. His eyes were like a spring of deathly silence, and no waves could be seen. However, if others were seen by these eyes, they would unconsciously feel that they had been penetrated, and no secret could be hidden. .

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

Along the way, Wu Yi basically encountered no difficulties.

The second level, Daoyun, passed.