Chapter 353 Nine-Step Platform

Duan Rong was already standing in front of the steps under the altar.

Nine steps. Nine steps!

The steps were not very high. The nine steps were just at the level of Duan Rong's chest.

Duan Rong stood in front of the steps. Jiang Hanyan, who had been playing the piano with her head down, raised her eyes slightly, glanced at him, and then lowered her head again to play the strings.

Jiang Hanyan knew where Duan Rong was standing. She was very familiar with that position.

Nine years ago, she was in the same position as Duan Rong. After half a step on the steps, she fainted. Even so, that year, she was already the person who went the farthest.

Although Jiang Hanyan only glanced at Duan Rong lightly, she was actually very curious whether this plain-looking boy in front of her could successfully step on the steps and stand on the stone steps. Or just like herself back then, she only took half a step and fainted there.

Although Jiang Hanyan did not succeed in stepping onto the steps that year, she had never seen anyone stand in front of the stone steps of the altar like she did in the nine years since she entered the mountain.

The young man in front of him was the first person in nine years.

Jiang Hanyan lowered her head to play the string, but she had already memorized Duan Rong's appearance.

Those who were curious about whether Duan Rong could step onto the stone steps were not only Jiang Hanyan on the altar, but also the old guys on the lonely peak, and many of the registered disciples behind him, including Xiao Yu's gaze.

Duan Rong waited for the slight tingling in his soul to pass, then he slightly raised his right foot, took a half step, and stepped onto the stone steps.

"Look! Half a step." An elder with white hair and beard on the lonely peak shouted.

Zhu He frowned with some disgust when he heard this, but did not speak.

Duan Rong took a half step, and a slight tingling flashed in his soul.

He stood still, and when the stinging pain passed, he looked at Jiang Hanyan, who was on the altar, bowing her head and playing the piano. A veil covered Jiang Hanyan's face, but it could not hide her elegant and refined temperament.

Jiang Hanyan noticed that Duan Rong was looking at her, and her brows slightly frowned.

But at this moment, Duan Rong's other foot also stepped on the steps.

Both of his feet stood on the first stone step.

Stepping on the steps successfully!

Jiang Hanyan's piano sound was slightly disordered.

"Is... successful?"

When Duan Rong stepped on the other foot, his soul was stabbed, and he couldn't help but grin.

This was the most painful time he was stabbed along the way.

He took a half step with his right foot and stepped on the steps. His body just leaned forward slightly, but the moment his left foot stepped on it, his whole body stood on the first stone step. That was a real step! The whole body took a step forward.

Jiang Hanyan looked at Duan Rong deeply, and then the piano sound was restored to a steady and clear state.

Jiang Hanyan was arrogant by nature. She knew that almost every twenty or thirty years, someone would succeed in stepping onto the stone steps of the altar.

But in the nine years since she entered the mountain, no one had succeeded in stepping onto the steps, and no one had even been able to stand in front of the steps of the altar like she did back then.

So, before Duan Rong, she had never seen anyone who was better than her back then.

But now, someone stood on the steps in front of her.

This was a kind of injury to her arrogance.

On the lonely peak, all the elders were beaming with joy.

"My Taiyi Sect finally has a constant supply of talents from generation to generation."

"This child must be cultivated well, and his talent must not be wasted."

Duan Rong waited until the pain in his soul passed, took another half step, and stepped onto the second stone step with his right foot.

"Look, it's moving again!"

On the lonely peak, the elders who were still discussing happily just now stopped talking, and they all stared at Duan Rong on the steps.

Jiang Hanyan saw Duan Rong leaning forward again, her eyes twitched, but the sound of the piano was not messy.

Duan Rong was also staring at Jiang Hanyan at this time. He was not greedy for the beauty of this woman. He was actually listening carefully to Jiang Hanyan's piano music.

Because he had never known before that the sound of the piano could nourish the soul.

If he guessed correctly, Jiang Hanyan's piano music might also be a kind of soul technique.

He stepped out with his right foot to the second stone step, but his legs and feet were moving, and his body was only leaning forward a little, so there was only a slight tingling, which passed through Duan Rong's soul.

After Duan Rong stood firm, he suddenly raised his left foot and stepped onto the second stone step.

As soon as Duan Rong stood on it, a tingling sensation in his soul came, and he couldn't help but grit his teeth and sucked in a breath of cold air.

"Hiss~"

Seeing Duan Rong's funny appearance, Jiang Hanyan smiled slightly, but her piano music was not messy.

Jiang Hanyan was not a person who was easily startled. When Duan Rong stepped onto the first stone step just now, her piano music was slightly disordered because Duan Rong was the first person to surpass her in nine years.

But when Duan Rong stepped onto the second step from the first step, she was already able to play the piano as before!

"Step onto the second step!" The elder with white hair and beard from Gufeng Mountain said again.

But at this time, no one took up his words. The elders were waiting. They were waiting to see what Duan Rong's limit was.

The third step? The sixth step? Or can he step onto the altar?

No one knows better than them what stepping onto the altar means.

The strength of the soul is the foundation of cultivation!

Duan Rong did not let them wait too long, because after a few breaths, he took another half step.

His right foot stepped onto the third stone step.

Duan Rong took a deep breath. The pain he felt when he stepped onto the second stone step just now made him feel scared.

Duan Rong lifted his left foot and stood on the third level of stone steps. The stinging of the soul was even worse. Duan Rong couldn't help gritting his teeth and snorted.

At this time, Jiang Hanyan kept watching Duan Rong, but the piano sound in her hand was like a reason.

On the top of the lone peaks in the southeast of Yougu, no one spoke, and even the old man who had the best hair was all white.

Duan Rong just relocated for a while, and then embarked on the fourth -step stone step again.

Then, the fifth level.

Sixth order.

Seventh order.

Every time, his soul pain was rising. When he stood on the seventh order, the pain from the depths of the soul made Duan Rong's face pale, and his body trembled for a while.

After a while, Duan Rong looked up at the altar. "There are two levels!"

At this moment, a dark shadow suddenly passed over the lone peaks in the southeast of the valley, falling on the top of the peak.

"That's ...?"

Duan Rong's eyes jumped. He saw that Dao was like a shadow, and the black light flashed, but he knew it was obviously a person.

Who can fly at such an incredible speed? And on the top of the lonely peak, the arc that made? Duan Rong is really unsatisfactory. What kind of power is it, can you draw such an abrupt arc like this?

Duan Rong suddenly condensed. It is the power of the law!

That black shadow is the strong of the cave realm!

The strong of Dongmingjing is likely to be the elder of the Presbyterian!

Duan Rong stood on the seventh -order stone steps of the altar, and looked at the lone peak in the southeast direction of the valley, and the black shadow that fell on the top of the lonely peak.

"Where ... is it on that lonely peak?" Duan Rong suddenly thought of.

Above the lone peak, a burly body wearing a loose and green road robe fell.

A number of elders on the lone peak, at first sight, when the person came, he bowed his punch and said, "The owner!"

This person is the owner of Taiyi, Chu Qiushan!

On the cold face of Chu Qiushan, I couldn't see a touch of expression, and said indifferently: "You don't have to be more courteous, continue to watch."

Chu Qiushan said, standing on the edge of the cliff, looking at the platform of the dark center, and I saw a teenager standing steadily on the seventh level stone steps.

A number of elders on the top of the lone peak, many people's eyes were involuntarily treated to Chu Qiushan's back.

It seems that Chu Qiushan, who has stepped on the seventh order in the valley, has shocked Chu Qiushan, who hasn't appeared for many years!

However, it is strange to think about it! This son has stepped on the seventh order, and then stepped on the two -tier.

If he can set foot on the altar, it is the first person in the past 180 years!

His successful achievements are even more limited!

How can Chu Qiushan still sit still?

Duan Rong had faintly guessed that on the top of the lone peak in the southeast, I was afraid that the elders of the Presbyterian home would be there to watch the assessment?

He couldn't help laughing, these elders were really idle? Intersection

Do you have to look at the assessment of the disciples of an advanced disciple?

But looking at Fang Cai's figure, at this time, it is estimated that the assessment is coming to an end, and then the scene is coming.

Duan Rong retracted his eyes and looked at the last two steps in front of him, and he took half a step again.

Then, it's half a step!

Duan Rong stood on the eighth level of the stone steps!

The moment he stood on the eighth level, the tingling of the soul made him a headache. Duan Rong grabbed his head with his hand. Come.

Duan Rong's body was trembling, and his forehead, back and belly, and the cold sweat suddenly burst out.

Xiao Yu stood in the distance, staring at Duan Rong's shrinking body like the fallen leaves in the autumn wind, and the fear and worry flashed in the eyes, murmured: "Duan Rong ..."

The pain from the depths of the soul, after counting the interest, then faded slowly from slowly.

Duan Rong breathed a sigh of relief, and his eyes were clear again.

"The eighth level is also stabilized!" One person said above the Gufeng.

The person who spoke this time was Zhu He.

Zhu He said to Chu Qiushan. When he spoke, his eyes looked at Chu Qiushan's back.

But Chu Qiushan said nothing, and his burly body was as towering like a mountain.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

Chu Qiushan actually wanted to step down as the Lord. He really didn't want to worry about these customs.

One hundred and eighty years ago, he was here and embarked on the altar. At that time, he was just a ignorant disciple. He didn't know what it means to set foot on the altar.

However, he is more than two hundred years old this year. In the past few decades, he has been trapped in the realm of the middle of Dongming. He tried many ways, and it was difficult for him to enter a few more ways.

"Is it possible to step on the altar of the altar?

Chu Qiushan stood above the mountain peak, and the mountain breeze was poured into his placket. He stared at the contestant in the valley and the teenager on the stones of the table, frowned.

He knew that the ancestor Lu Yinlin, who was Taiyi, not only embarked on the altar, but also stepped to the downs of the catromatic center step by step.

After entering the altar, he was unable to take another step after set foot on the altar.

He looked at the altar at this time.

The distance from the stone steps from the altar to the central Dingbing was not far away, but in his eyes, the distance was far as far as the mountains and rivers.

If he couldn't even break through in the later period of Dongming, wasn't Yuan Ying's realm for him, wasn't it just a mirror flower?

Chu Qiushan knew that he was different from Zhu He and the others. Zhu He and the others knew that they had no chance of breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage.

But he hadn't given up yet. Because he felt that he still had hope. But was there really hope?

Duan Rong looked at the altar in front of him. There was only the last stone step.

After stepping over this step, he would stand on the altar!

But a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes. The pain of ecstasy when he stood on the eighth step just now made him a little scared.

Standing on the altar, he could directly advance to an outer disciple. This was still attractive to him. He had crossed the red line and the second assessment was exempted.

But there was still one last assessment. Who knew what would happen?

Duan Rong thought for a while and decided to give it a try.

His right foot stepped on the altar.

With just his right foot on it, his body leaned forward slightly, and a huge pain surged, instantly drowning Duan Rong.

Duan Rong gritted his teeth and endured it. There was another layer of cold sweat on his forehead, sliding down along the tip of his nose and chin.

Duan Rong's eyes were fierce. So far, he had not felt the deep fear of death.

He knew that he had not reached his limit.

He had a feeling. He could step onto this altar.

Duan Rong raised his head and straightened his body.

The heel of his left foot on the eighth stone step had slightly left the ground. As his left heel lifted, his body began to lean forward slightly.

At this moment, Duan Rong suddenly saw that Jiang Hanyan, who was sitting cross-legged in the center of the altar and playing the piano, suddenly opened her eyes and stared at him in a daze.

At this moment, Jiang Hanyan was no longer playing the piano. Her slender hands, like petrified, hovered on the piano in the posture of plucking the strings.

Jiang Hanyan's eyes were fanatical and sad.

This was her first real loss of composure!

Duan Rong only needed to take the last half step and he would stand on the altar!

The first person in 180 years!

Jiang Hanyan looked at Duan Rong with a certain fanaticism.

That enthusiasm came from the idealized self that was deep in her heart.

She had imagined countless times that she would step onto the altar and become another legend after the sect master Chu Qiushan.

She had always had this ambition!

At this moment, she looked at Duan Rong, and the suppressed humiliation in her heart rose up!

Although she was also born in a wealthy family and had been living a life of luxury since childhood, her mother was a concubine. But if she made a small mistake, she would be humiliated and scolded by the mistress.

Jiang Hanyan grew up in such an environment!

Later, she practiced martial arts, and her talent gradually emerged, and she became the direct disciple of Lin Youjian, the elder of Taiyi Sect.

It was at this time that her pride suppressed her humiliation in her youth.

But the deep imprint has always been in her heart. As long as her pride is broken by others, that kind of humiliation will rise up and cover her again.

Duan Rong looked at Jiang Hanyan's loss of composure, and suddenly a strong sense of vigilance rose in his heart.

Although the Red Crane flew with the wind and landed on the top of the lonely peak, Duan Rong and Xiao Yu were standing at the entrance of the canyon at that time. The lonely peak was blocked by the huge statue in the east, so Duan Rong did not see the Red Crane falling.

But soon after, Jiang Hanyan jumped out from the southeast and landed in the center of the altar, and he saw it.

Standing on the top of the lonely peak were all the elders of Taiyi Sect. The identity of this woman who could jump down from the peak was obvious.

And the sound of the piano she played was a kind of soul technique.

All these proved that this woman was probably the core disciple of the sect.

But how could a core disciple be so out of control when he saw that he was a registered disciple and was about to step onto the altar?

His eyes were wide open, his face changed color, and he was like a petrified person?

For a core disciple to react so strongly, it means that stepping onto the altar is definitely not as simple as directly advancing to an outer disciple.

Just imagine, how could a core disciple care about the fact that a registered disciple could be exempted from two assessments and directly promoted to an outer disciple?

Duan Rong looked at the lonely peak in the southeast again.

He slightly raised his left heel and pressed it down again.

He already knew why the elders were on the top of the lonely peak. They were not here to watch the assessment of the registered disciples to become outer disciples. They just wanted to see if anyone could step on the stone steps of the altar, or even step on the altar?

What does it mean to step on the altar? Can a core disciple be so shocked, as if petrified? ! Can a group of powerful people in the Cave Nether Realm watch on the top of the peak? !

Duan Rong quickly thought that this was a talent test!

The core disciple was shocked because she knew what kind of talent it meant to step on the altar!

Duan Rong's ears once again rang with Xiao Zongting's words in Xiangu County.

"Martial arts, with mental power as the core!"

But at this moment, Duan Rong gave up.

He knew that if he took that half step, he would shock the world!

His name as a genius would spread throughout the sect!

But it was lonely at the top!

He had a lot of secrets! Perhaps it was the wisest choice to stop here.

He wanted to be a genius, only then could others think he was valuable and would train him.

But he didn't want to be a genius that even the core disciples of the sect would be shocked by.

He had no idea what that meant.

Maybe he couldn't control it at all?

Would those powerful people in the Cave Nether Realm start to interfere with everything he did? He didn't know the abilities of the powerful people in the Cave Nether Realm at all. Could he really handle it?

In his sea of ​​consciousness, there is still the blood core of the Dirty Blood Divine Art.

The other side of reaching the sky in one step may be to be shattered to pieces.

At this time, taking a step back may lead to a bright future.