Liu Muqing only felt that his bones were about to be crushed at this moment, and the weight of a million pounds was blessed on his body, just like he carried a mountain, and he was like Sun Wukong being pressed under the Five Elements Mountain and unable to move.

Sweat fell from his cheek drop by drop, and at this moment he deeply expressed the meaning of the idiom "sweat as rain".

Liu Muqing raised his head with difficulty, looked at the small step in front of him, and tried hard to move his steps, but strangely, his feet seemed to be fixed, and he still stood there without any movement.

"No...no...you really can't...rest a little...you can't step on this path to immortality..."

A misty voice sounded in Liu Muqing's ears, as if it was from the bottom of his heart, and it seemed that someone was whispering in his ears, making him uncontrollably relax his tense body. However, in this moment, the unimaginable weight pressed on his body again, causing him to lose his center of gravity and his body to fall backwards involuntarily.

"No!"

Liu Muqing suddenly woke up, and the mental method of luck in "The King of Heavenly Kings" activated his own fire flames to the extreme. The golden Buddha fire burned wildly, gradually like a golden lotus.

He suddenly stumbled his feet and took a special horse stance. His hands were incorrectly stumbled and golden light flew out from it, landing on the steps in front, as if he wanted to break the steps and grab it on it.

However, how could the road to immortality be destroyed so easily? The powerful golden light hit the jade steps, and it disappeared without even a trace of dust, as if it had never existed at all.

Liu Muqing couldn't help but feel anxious. Now that his center of gravity is unbalanced, even if he steps down, he can't stop the danger of falling. He turned his head and looked under him, and saw countless steps extending down, and he could not see the end at first sight.

Liu Muqing understood that if she really fell, it would indicate that she would fail and not even pass.

"I will never give up like that!"

Liu Muqing heard a loud shout, and opened his mouth and spit out a small folding fan. As soon as the folding fan appeared, it became larger in the wind. It stopped until it became the size of an ordinary folding fan. He grabbed the handle of the fan and waved it down hard.

I saw the white jade-like folding fan swing down with force, and an instant of strong wind condensed from under the fan. The strong wind was very powerful, and the blue wind blades were countless, and the whistling sound was endless.

The strong wind urged the ground, and a powerful rebound force could not help but come from the steps. Liu Muqing regained the balance of his body with this rebound force, then stepped forward and instantly climbed the 100,000th step.

The next moment, Liu Muqing felt her body lightening, and with a "thump!", she fell on the steps.

It turned out that the 100,000th step did not add weight. On the contrary, when Liu Muqing stood on it, there was no weight on his body. The heavy weight, which was as heavy as a mountain, disappeared without a trace in an instant, as if it had never existed at all.

"Tianwang Temple, you can pass the qualifications, will you continue to climb the path to immortality?"

A faint voice suddenly sounded from all directions. Although it was not so mechanical, it did not have any emotion, just as the ones in front of him were as small as an ant in his eyes.

Liu Muqing looked at the countless steps above, and a sense of fear gradually arose in his heart. Before he stepped on the 100,000th step, the weight he had endured exceeded his own limit. If he went up further at this moment, how huge would this weight be?

"Do you continue?" the voice urged.

Liu Muqing pondered for a moment, then took a deep breath, nodded suddenly to the sky, and said, "Continue!"

As these two words were spoken out, the steps blocked by clouds gradually became clearer, and other monks on it could even be seen vaguely.

Looking at the figures above, Liu Muqing calmed down, raised her feet and stepped out, stepping onto the 100,000th step.

"Buzz~"

Liu Muqing was already ready to be under heavy pressure, but as soon as he stepped on, he saw a flash of light in front of him. Several female cultivators in exposed clothes slowly walked towards him. Each of them was extremely beautiful. Before they could walk to him, all the clothes that were not much on the female cultivators disappeared, and their bodies as rouge and white jade appeared in front of him.

"Boom!"

The golden Buddha fire burned violently, and instantly burned these extremely beautiful female cultivators, just like a scroll thrown into fire, turning into a ball of ashes.

After the female cultivator completely disappeared, Liu Muqing's eyes again showed the path to immortality. He stared blankly at the sky, unable to react for a moment.

All of this happened in a very short time. Before the wonderful illusion was fully developed, it was instantly broken. It was no wonder that Liu Muqing was stunned.

He looked around blankly, scratched his head and thought to himself, "Did this road to immortality change after the 100,000 level? He no longer plays the trick of gravity, but instead plays the test of illusion?"

In fact, Liu Muqing's guess is not wrong. The road to immortality is divided into several stages. The aspects of the monks in each stage are different, but each stage is very strict. For example, before the 100,000 levels, although it was just a test of gravity, it also included testing endurance, mind, the strength of the monks, adaptability, etc., and even in the end, the courage of the monks is to see if they have the courage to climb the peak again and whether they will be scared by this dangerous path.

After understanding these things, Liu Muqing couldn't help but feel relieved. Although he was the master of the body refining method, he was not very proficient. What he really mastered was the dual cultivation method, and he was somewhat confident in this illusion, especially since he had Buddha fire in his hand, it was a piece of cake to crack ordinary illusion.

Then, a strange phenomenon appeared in the huge Yuanhao mirror. A small figure rushed up the 100,000 steps. Each step was almost stopped for less than five seconds and was stepped over by him. He advanced rapidly under the surprised gaze of a monk.

Yuan Tianzhong is an elite disciple of the Yiyuan Sect, a major Taoist sect. He has put a lot of effort into participating in this four-domain competition. Now he has finally stood out in the imperial capital. However, after he arrived at the imperial capital, he suddenly realized that the world is so big and the number of geniuses is simply amazing.

He stepped through the 100,000 levels with his ascetic practice. He spent a lot of effort, pills, and magic weapons. In the end, he even used the means to get to the 100,000th level. However, when facing the subsequent steps, he hesitated, but soon he made up his mind to climb again, but the situation he encountered was very different later.

Illusions appeared in front of him, seduction of lust, seduction of wealth, seduction of power, etc., endless temptations kept seduction of him to stop, but fortunately his mind was still firm and his mind was thorough, so he was not tempted by the illusions, but he also discovered something. As the number of steps higher, the illusions became more powerful. Now there are only 150,000 steps, and the power of the illusions has become terrifying.

"Does go, I don't want to marry, I don't want to..."

A loud shout sounded, Yuan Tianzhong suddenly opened his eyes and was covered in cold sweat. He just now entered the illusion again, and the illusion he encountered this time was much more powerful than before, which actually caused his past events. If he had not awakened at the critical moment, he might have completely failed at this moment.

"It's so dangerous. If I hadn't finally awakened, maybe..."

Yuan Tianzhong couldn't help feeling glad, waved his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, and couldn't help looking behind him, but then he couldn't help but open his mouth wide in surprise.

Liu Muqing was covered in flames. He stepped out in one step. Before the power of the illusion was fully unfolded, the Buddha fire burst out and instantly burned all the illusions around him. Those familiar figures disappeared in an instant, and could not affect his original heart.

"Hey, hello, fellow Taoist, why did you stop?"

Liu Muqing stepped onto the 150,000th stairs with a relaxed look on his face, and looked at Yuan Tianzhong beside him and greeted him with a smile.

Yuan Tianzhong looked at him in shock, his eyes wide open. If he had thought he had read it wrong at first, but now the other party was indeed standing beside him, the terrifying illusion seemed to have no effect on him at all, but it was completely cracked in four or five breaths. How did he do it? Could it be that his state of mind had reached the point of perfection?

"Dao... Fellow Dao... you..."

Yuan Tianzhong stuttered and wanted to ask a question, but found that Liu Muqing had already climbed the stairs. He was anxious and wanted to chase after him. However, the next moment he couldn't help but be stunned on the spot. In just a moment, a scream sounded and he fell down.

Liu Muqing looked down at Yuan Tianzhong, couldn't help but shake his head, whistled and stepped up again, and soon reached the 200,000th stairs.

"This kid is so fast. He has climbed more than 200,000 steps in such a short time, and is still rising!"

Donghunting Pavilion, outside Yuanhao’s mirror.

A middle-aged man with long hair pointed outside Yuan Hao's mirror and said in surprise.

His voice instantly attracted the attention of many people. They couldn't help but look at somewhere. They saw a man in white floating up a stairs in Yuanhao's mirror, and then he woke up in less than a few breaths, and soon glared onto the stairs again, as if the illusion did not confuse his mind at all.

Those who can sit in the East Nuan Pavilion must be the top figures of the sect. Although they are not those ancestors, they are also characters above and above. They have all reached the peak of the Golden Pill, and it may not take long to become the Nascent Soul and become an ancestor.

Among them was a monk wearing a golden cassock. He looked up and his eyes widened in an instant, and suddenly exclaimed: "Buddha Fire!"

After an exclaim, he instantly realized that he had lost his speech, hurriedly shut up, then hurriedly stood up and walked out of the Donghun Pavilion and headed towards Yuhua Palace.

In Yuhua Palace, dozens of Nascent Soul Ancestors sat together. They sat cross-legged in different directions, responding to the sky and the geography, as if they were maintaining some large array.

An old monk located in the left formation Kan position suddenly opened his eyes. He said to a middle-aged man in the center, "Master of Daxia, my Buddhist disciples have something to ask for a meeting!"

Although everyone present was in the formation, they did not restrict their freedom of speech. Although they could not leave the formation easily, they spoke without any hindrance.

The Lord of Daxia in the central position slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were full of black eyes, like the vast stars. He turned his head to look at the old monk who was talking. Then the Lord of Daxia couldn't help but smile and waved his hand, and the gate of Yuhua Palace opened.

The old monk glanced at the person outside the door and asked in a deep voice: "Yilong, why do you want to find me?"

The old monk of the dragon did not dare to neglect. The people in front of them included all the great masters of demons, Taoism, Buddhas, officials, and gods. Each of them was the overlord of a country and a giant owl. One sentence could determine the life and death of countless people, and an action could even trigger a mountain collapse and tsunami.

Yilong hurriedly knelt down, kowtowed respectfully, and said, "Uncle Master, I found a Buddhist disciple with Buddha fire on the way to immortality. The disciple did not dare to neglect and came to report it!"

Although the old monk was in a state of being in a state of being in a vulgar state, he couldn't help but look surprised when he suddenly heard this. He frowned and asked Yilong, "Maybe it confirm?"

"It's true!"

"Amitabha, the Buddha is merciful. A dragon passes on the Buddha's will. If this son passes through the third round of the Four Realms Competition, he will immediately lead him into the Western Regions Buddhism and be named a Buddhist son. His status is equivalent to me!" The old monk took a deep breath, suppressed the throbbing in his heart, and said slowly.

The old monk's words instantly aroused the interest of everyone present. They were all figures of a great owl and naturally knew a lot about the power of Buddhism. I naturally heard of the name of this Buddhist son, but I didn't know what the Buddhist son specifically represents. But from the old monk, they also guessed one or two and understood that this Buddhist son was bound to be crucial to Buddhism. However, after a few breaths, someone became interested.

"Friends of Taoism, it remains to be discussed whether this child is my Buddhist disciple. However, this is still during the Four Domain Competition, so you and I should not have any unpleasant intentions!" The old monk opened his eyes and looked around everyone, and said softly. This sentence seemed like a warning and a reminder, which made everyone present feel moved, and after a moment, they calmed down.

It was not until he reached the 800,000th step that Liu Muqing's speed could not help but slow down. The illusion at this time was much more powerful than before. It was no longer just a simple temptation, but could evoke most things hidden in his heart.

Everyone has thoughts that they don’t want to mention. Before becoming a monk, he was also a mortal. The reason why he embarked on the path of immortal cultivation was because of his obsession in his heart. However, there were gains and losses. Although he had gained a long life and powerful means, he also lost family affection and love. Some people even got married before seeking the Tao, and eventually had to abandon their wives and become a lonely ghost.

Liu Muqing is now suffering an unspeakable pain. A woman appeared in front of him, a very ordinary woman. She was wearing a denim suit, with a cool expression on her face, and her hair was like a chicken coop, but she did not have colorful hair dye. Although her face was unruly, there were no messy nose rings and earrings.

This woman is not someone else, but her girlfriend before he traveled through time, a crazy and a little silly girl, a simple but very troubled girl, and it is precisely because of her that she has changed herself from a boy to a man, and it is also because of her that she has changed herself a lot.

"Xiaoqing, my husband misses you so much, where have you been!"

Familiar voices, familiar faces, familiar tone and expressions, everything is so familiar, but so unreal.

"Xiaoqing, what's wrong with you? Why don't you tell me? Is that bastard bullying you again? I'll kill him!"

Liu Muqing felt a pain in his heart, and tears filled his eyes at some point. He knew that this was fake. He knew that as long as he was willing, he only needed a Buddha fire to break the illusion in front of him, but he really didn't want to do that, he really didn't want to do that, just because he really missed her too much.

"Why? Why did you want to go back then? I told you, it's okay, why did you still want to go, otherwise how could you..."

Liu Muqing felt ache in her heart, and tears in her eyes couldn't help but flow down. He turned his head suddenly and refused to look at her, as if he didn't want her to see her crying.

Then a warm embrace surrounded him, and a pair of slightly rough arms kept slapping on his back. Although the force was a little heavy, it could be seen that she was still caring about him.

"Don't cry anymore, my husband promised to take good care of you. Don't cry anymore, okay?"

In an instant, Liu Muqing only felt that the gate in his heart was opened with a bang. He pushed the other person away and howled loudly at the other person with tears flowing: "Why do you care about me? You don't listen to me, you don't listen to me, why do you care about me, Liu Qingqing, you..."

The whimpering sound could no longer make him speechless. Liu Muqing waved his hand at her suddenly, and a fire appeared between the two of them in an instant. The flames burned wildly, but there was no trace of temperature.

The girl looked at him calmly in the flames, with a faint smile on her face. She waved at Liu Muqing, as if saying: "Take care!"

It's like the past.
Chapter completed!