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Chapter 290 Weird Things
"Om."
Dozens of formation masters worked together for half a month, and the formation that was blocking the monks was finally broken.
Thousands of monks looked at the revealed valley scene. A stone tablet that had been there for who knows how many years slowly appeared, with three symbol-like characters on it.
Luo Shan squinted his eyes and looked for a long time, but didn't recognize him. He glanced at the people from the Loose Cultivator Alliance and saw that they also had a puzzled expression.
The cultivators from Kunlun Shu Mountain flew in on their swords first, followed closely by thousands of independent cultivators.
Behind the stone tablet were stone steps made of marble. As soon as the monks from Kunlun Shu Mountain approached the stone tablet, they all landed on the steps.
The stone steps spread upwards, and the divine consciousness could not see their end.
It’s impossible to use spiritual power?
The disciples of Shushan and Kunlun were all very surprised, but they couldn't use their spiritual power, so they just walked up directly.
The wandering cultivators behind were prepared, and after landing on the stone steps, they started to move up without stopping for a moment.
Following closely behind the Shushan and Kunlun monks.
Luo Shan stepped on the white stone steps and felt them carefully. He did not walk up as fast as the people in front of him.
The monk in front walked up dozens of steps before he realized something was wrong.
The further you get to the back, the more difficult each step becomes.
“Is this coercion?”
Everyone reacted and immediately became excited.
With such pressure, it must be a trial place left by an immortal. As long as you pass the trial, you may have a chance to get the opportunity that belongs to the immortal.
Thousands of monks were climbing up with all their might. Sima Xun and Leng Youlan, who were walking in the front, had already walked hundreds of steps. At this moment, their speed slowed down. They had to stop and rest for a while after almost every stone step they walked up.
The two men looked at each other with determination in their eyes. They turned around and glanced down. They had already left the third monk behind by thirty or forty stone steps.
"Fellow Daoist Sima, this stone staircase reminds me of the Immortal Staircase in Mount Shu. I wonder how it compares to the Mountain Climbing Staircase in Mount Shu?"
There is a ladder to immortality in Shushan. Every ten years when the sect recruits disciples, the disciples who want to join the sect will be allowed to step onto the ladder. Only those who pass the test of the ladder can become disciples of Shushan.
The Shushan Immortal Staircase is naturally not as good as the Immortal Realm's Trial Staircase, but as a Shushan disciple, how could he belittle his own sect in front of the Kunlun cultivators?
So, Sima Xun chuckled: "The Immortal Staircase tests mortals, and these stone steps test cultivators. Fairy Leng asked this question, and Xun has no answer."
Leng Youlan raised his eyebrows, stopped talking, and started walking towards the next step.
She was only one level away from Sima Xun, but with this move, she surpassed Sima Xun by two levels.
Sima Xun's eyes darkened, and he gritted his teeth and walked up one step.
The pressure was ten times stronger than the last time. Sima Xun's face turned pale, but he gritted his teeth and endured it.
The speed of all the monks on the stone steps slowed down, and some even couldn't hold on and fainted on the steps due to the pressure.
Luo Shan's spiritual sense invaded the stone tablet, but found nothing. After thinking for a while, he reached out and touched the stone tablet, intending to remember the three characters.
But after Luo San's action, she finally discovered something was wrong. The words were engraved on the stone tablet, and they were easy to remember. However, as long as Luo San turned her eyes away, the three characters seemed to disappear from her memory automatically.
What's going on?
Luo Shan just stood on the stone steps, she was the only monk left.
Luo Shan thought about it and did not climb the stone steps impatiently like those monks. Instead, he meditated on the spot, trying to comprehend the three characters.
He closed his eyes and focused his consciousness, staring at the three characters on the stone tablet.
A strange feeling spread from the bottom of my heart. Those three characters...
Seems to be moving?
Luo Shan's spiritual consciousness was fixed on the three characters. After confirming that the three characters were indeed moving, Luo Shan gradually realized that his soul was a little tired.
Staring at three characters at the same time would obviously consume too much of the soul. Luo Shan thought he should stare at one of them first to see how the character would change.
The character that was being stared at began to break free from the stone tablet little by little. The golden font floated in the air. Luo Shan felt a tingling pain in his soul, but he still persisted.
The golden font changed into several symbols in succession, and blood flowed from Luo Shan's tightly closed eyes, but she seemed not to feel it.
His face was pale, and the spiritual energy in his body was being consumed rapidly. The white gas attached to the round golden elixir began to spontaneously separate from the golden elixir, as if it had its own consciousness, traveling through the four meridians and eight vessels, and finally reaching the center of his eyebrows.
The originally stinging soul seemed to be caressed by the breeze. Luo Shan watched the golden rune in the air gradually dim, and finally turned into a drop of golden water drop-shaped character, flying straight to his forehead.
"hiss--"
Luo Shan only felt that his consciousness seemed to be torn apart, and he fainted from the severe pain.
A monk who had walked over a hundred steps turned back and saw this scene, and immediately sneered:
"Where did this piece of trash come from? He fainted after being unable to withstand the pressure at the first level? Could it be that he accumulated his cultivation by taking pills?"
The monks who heard this turned around and saw that there were indeed monks on the first stage who couldn't bear it and fainted. They immediately looked down on him and mocked him.
"By the way, this person seems to be one of yours. How come you accept such a useless person in the middle stage of Jindan?" A cultivator said to Yuan Qing.
Hearing this, Yuan Qing frowned, glanced at Luo Shan, and finally said:
“Instead of looking at others here, you should think about how to reach the summit.”
They had walked less than one-tenth of the way and yet they had time to laugh at others. Little did they know that they were also just a joke in the eyes of the people in front of them.
"Humph!" The man sneered, and stepped directly onto the third step. Regardless of the cold sweat on his forehead, he turned around and said:
"I just rested for a while because I was tired. Fellow Daoist, I won't walk very fast either. I'll be waiting for you in front of you."
Yuan Qing looked at the man expressionlessly and stopped talking.
Luo Shan fainted at the first stage. Although this made many people despise him, more people were puzzled. With the cultivation level of a middle-stage Jindan, he should not have fainted because he could not withstand the pressure of the first stage.
Could it be that the body was already injured?
Some people looked greedily at the storage bag hanging on Luo San's waist. After all, a Jindan cultivator would have some good things in his family.
Most of those who had this idea were independent cultivators, but as soon as they took a step back, they were sent directly out of the stone tablet. No matter what they did, they could not enter the stone steps.
Everyone immediately stopped thinking about those little things.
Luo Shan was not actually fainted, but her soul was trapped by the golden water droplets.
No one knew what happened, but the golden water droplet transformed into ten characters, trapping her soul inside.