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Then the two supported each other and walked down little by little. The Sanren Baotan didn't know what method he used, but his whole body suddenly became extremely heavy, and his speed became very slow. Every time he took a step, the whole stair They all seemed to be trembling, but Qingyang's condition was much better. He could have been faster, but he didn't do so. Instead, he tried his best to keep pace with Baotan Sanren.
Not only the two of them were like this, but also the ten monks in front of them. Whether they were the descendants of the three Nascent Soul monks or the seven Jindan late-stage monks, they all had extremely difficult journeys.
If it was usual, they would have jumped over the hundred-foot steps, and it would only take a few breaths at most, but now it was as difficult to walk as if they were climbing to the sky. Every step they moved was a kind of torment. The next step is a test, but in order to win, for face, or for the future, they are persisting.
As time passed, the team was gradually lengthened. Shi Ruyu and Lone Star Daoist walked in the front, followed by two outstanding late-stage Golden Core monks, followed by Qingsong Daoist and the remaining few late-Golden Core monks. Judging from the way they were struggling, it seemed like they had difficulty even walking up the stairs.
As for Baotan Sanren and Qingyang, although they were the last to start, they have been walking forward at a leisurely pace, and they have gradually caught up with the others, and they are ranked behind Master Qingsong and those late-stage Jindan monks. Front.
Before I knew it, half an hour had passed, and it took me so long to go up and down the hundred-foot steps in a few breaths, it was hard to believe. But I finally saw the end of the steps, and I just needed to push harder to finish.
However, except for Qingyang, the potential of everyone on the field was almost squeezed out, and it was extremely difficult to take a step forward, and the remaining few short steps were like a natural moat.
The few Jindan late-stage monks in the back have stopped moving forward. They are very clear about their situation, and it is impossible to complete the remaining steps. There are a total of twelve monks entering the passage, and this link will take the first two steps. Since the top ten have already won, why do we have to compete?
As for Shi Ruyu, Daoist Lone Star, and the two outstanding Jindan cultivators in front, they are still struggling to move forward. They are not fighting to win this part, because they have already won, and face is the most important thing. The first is their pursuit.
Seeing that there were dozens of steps left on the steps, the Sanren Baotan finally couldn't hold on any longer. He looked at the half of the red line on the seventh grid on the jade slip in his hand, stopped in his tracks, and said, "Fellow Daoist Qingyang!" , I can¡¯t hold on any longer, so I won¡¯t drag you down, this is already my limit, if you can still move forward, keep going, and give our Foundation Establishment monks a sigh of relief.¡±
Because of practicing special skills, Baotan Sanren usually looks drunk, but when he is drunk, he looks very sober, and the more drunk he is, the less drunk he looks, which is completely opposite to normal people. His expression at this time As usual, the two eyes are frighteningly bright, but the real situation is that he is drunk to the limit, which is more serious than those late Jindan monks. If he did not use some special methods, it would be impossible to persist until now.
Qingyang could see the condition of Baotan Sanren, so he nodded and said: "Okay, you take care of yourself, I will walk downstairs."
Leaving aside the scattered people in Baotan, Qingyang's speed became faster, and finally entered the main hall on the seventh floor of the ancient cellar together with Shi Ruyu and Daoist Gu Xing. When I reached the stairs, I really couldn't hold on anymore, so I stopped there. It seemed that I gave up the opportunity to compete for the first place.
In the end, there were only three people who entered the seven-story hall of the ancient cellar. The Lord of Jiuxian City invited Yue Zhenjun, but Qingyang used cheating methods, and most of the alcohol was absorbed by the Alcoholic Bee.
Except for Qingyang who is in a slightly better situation, the other two have already passed the limit, but in order to gain momentum, they secretly used a lot of special methods to barely persist until now.
Shi Ruyu's face was frighteningly pale, there was no blood in her body, and she couldn't stop shivering, she was also a little shorter than usual, her body was extremely weak, and she looked like she would fall apart at any time. Daoist Gu Xing's face was flushed, and his skin was as red as boiled shrimps. What came out was not sweat, but heat. The whole body was steaming, as if standing in a steamer.
Shi Ruyu looked at the entrance of the eighth floor of the ancient cellar, and couldn't help but shudder. Given his current situation, even if he took one more step forward, he might collapse, so he said, "Fellow Daoist Lone Star, you have reached the seventh level. It's too late, shall we still compare?"
Master Lone Star could hear that there was a hint of retreat in Shi Ruyu's words. His situation was no better than the other party's, and he could no longer hold on, so he got off the road and said: "We have reached this point, and we can't hold on anymore." What's the point of comparing? My master has long said that the limit of Jindan monks is the sixth floor of the ancient cellar. We can reach the seventh floor, which is already beyond our level. Even their Nascent Soul monks can only go to the eighth floor of the ancient cellar. Layer, how can we compare to Nascent Soul cultivator?"
Shi Ruyu nodded repeatedly when he heard this, and said: "Yes, we can't compete with the Yuanying monks. In that case, how about we shake hands and make peace, and the two of us tie for first place, how about that?"
"I agree with this opinion." Master Lone Star said.
There are only three people in the main hall on the seventh floor of the ancient cellar. The two of them are tied for first place, so Qingyang can only be ranked third. Qingyang has no intention of competing with them for status. He has more important things to do. Wait. After gradually adapting to the smell of alcohol on the seventh floor of the ancient cellar, he staggered forward again.
Qingyang¡¯s actions brought the conversation between Shi Ruyu and Lone Star to an abrupt end. In their minds, Qingyang¡¯s situation should be even worse. It was already a blessing to enter the seventh floor of the ancient cellar. How could he go further? He is just a foundation-building monk, so getting third place is already very good. Now he should consider how to return to the top of the ancient cellar. However, they never expected that Qingyang would still have the energy to continue going down. Thinking of what they just said, their faces turned blue and red, and they were burning badly.
Shi Ruyu wanted to take a breath, continue walking forward, compete with Qingyang, and let this kid know how powerful he was, but when he tried, he found that his legs seemed to have taken root, and he couldn't lift them no matter what. If he doesn't get up, he understands that all his potential has been exhausted long ago. If he continues, he will definitely get drunk. At that time, it will not be a matter of winning or losing, but whether he will make a big fool of himself. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com