One Planet for Everyone: Starting to Build a Cultivation Civilization

On the thousandth and 24th floor, Ke An never imagined that he could build the stairs to this level.

And as the number of steps increased, his body became more and more relaxed, and the white hair on his head gradually dyed back to black.

He felt a surge of pure energy in his body, allowing him to possess a huge power that was once unimaginable.

With this power, he can go without sleep for a long time and without eating for a long time.

If you feel tired, you just need to sit down cross-legged, mobilize that pure energy to circulate in the body for a week, and all the fatigue will be swept away in an instant.

On the one thousand one hundred and eighth floor, Ke An was constructing the steps vigorously, when a faint shout suddenly came from under the steps.

This voice was very weak and vague, like a call from a dying person with all his strength.

Ke An hurried down the steps and saw a scrawny old man in ragged clothes.

At first, Ke An didn't recognize him, but felt that the old man looked familiar.

It wasn't until the old man pulled Ke An's sleeve, broke down in tears, and choked up his identity, that Ke An knew that the old man appreciated his perseverance at the beginning, gave him a full meal, and rewarded him with a lot of gold. wealthy businessman.

The former wealthy businessman had countless money, and his meals were big fish and meat. No matter where he went, there were always a few strong servants behind him.

Now he is skinny and skinny, and when he sees a plain scallion pancake, he will drool and gobble it up.

It was only after Ke An learned about it that the wealthy businessman's family business was destroyed in a certain natural disaster. He wanted to start all over again, but he was tricked into debts by evil people, and he could never recover.

He has been begging along the street for more than [-] years. Although he is down and out, he can barely survive.

But in the past two years, natural disasters have continued, and many people in the city have starved to death. He can only come to the countryside and pray that the villagers will give him a stutter.

But a few months passed, the villagers couldn't get rid of the pot at home, and they dragged their families on the road of escape. He was so hungry that he couldn't help it, so he came to the bottom of the steps, holding a slim hope, calling for Ke An name.

The rich businessman thought that Ke An must not be on the steps at this time, and even if he was still there, he must have nothing to eat.

But to his surprise, Ke An not only stood on the steps, but also ate a lot.

These foods were saved by Ke An before. Since he repaired the steps to the thousandth floor, he no longer needs to eat, so all the food he had prepared before was kept.

While eating simple food with relish, the wealthy businessman told his story with Ke An.

Ke An didn't shy away either, and told him all about his past.

When talking about happy things, the two can't help but smile, and when talking about sad things, they will hang their heads tacitly and remain silent.

The two who haven't seen each other for many years have become friends who talk about everything. The lonely road that Ke An embarked on is also colored by the appearance of a wealthy businessman.

However, this road is lonely after all, and good memories will only exist in a small fragment.

On the second floor of the first thousand and 280, the rich businessman was suffering from illness, and before he died, he was talking about this and that with Ke An like a normal person.

It wasn't until his face became stiff, he couldn't utter a word anymore, and his body gradually became cold, that Ke An realized that he had passed away.

Ke An was very sad, and buried the rich businessman's body on a piece of land next to the steps, looking at the grave for a long time without saying a word.

When the morning light broke, Ke An let out a long sigh, left the tomb, and stepped on the towering ladder again.

On the fourth floor of the thousandth 720, Ke An has not walked down the stairs for a long, long time, maybe a few years, maybe a dozen years.

He can't help but miss that girl and imagine how she is doing now.

He doesn't know many people, the rich businessman has passed away, and the only one left is the girl who used to sit on the steps and watched him silently.

When the girl would come to see him before, he never dared to ask the girl's name. He always felt that if he remembered her name, he would never be able to forget her in this life.

But now he knows that even if he doesn't know the name, some people will never disappear once they break into their own world.

On the ninth floor of the 580th, Ke An suddenly woke up from his dream, as if he had expected something, and his heart was extremely flustered.

He ran down the steps like flying, frantically looking for the girl in his memory everywhere, but he couldn't find her no matter what.

Ke An was walking down the street in a daze, and suddenly felt something, and turned his head to look at a hill outside the city.

When he stepped into the hill, slender rain fell from the gray sky, and the flickering thunder reflected a cold tomb.

There is no tombstone in this tomb, and it lies alone in the mountains and forests, with a small wooden comb inserted in the grave bag.

Ke An tremblingly took off the wooden comb, looking at a line of small characters engraved on it, tears gradually blurred his eyes.

"Ke An, I said I wouldn't wait for you anymore, but... I didn't."

Ke An didn't know how he spent this day, he just felt so painful that it was hard to breathe, as if countless knives were cutting his flesh.

He sat quietly beside the girl's grave, stroking the small wooden comb over and over again, and refused to leave for a long time.

From the moment he started to build the ladder, no matter who he met or what happened, he would finally step on the steps firmly and walk towards that lonely road.

But at this moment, he just felt hopeless and didn't want to do anything. Even the stairs that he had devoted his whole life to couldn't make him turn back.

Day and night change, spring goes and autumn comes, year after year.

He has forgotten how long he has been sitting here, maybe in a few years, he will also die of old age and become a dry bone that no one cares about.

"Do you think that escaping can solve all problems?"

"She is still waiting for you, but you are like a coward, overwhelmed by pain, stop moving forward, and give up your life's persistence."

An inexplicable voice suddenly rang in Ke An's ears, like a cloud of thunder exploding in his brain, which made him wake up instantly, and his heart, which was about to stop beating, also revived at this moment.

"She...is still waiting for me..."

Ke An stood up abruptly from the snowdrift, looked around, but saw nothing.

"Go back. This road is far more magnificent than you imagined. When you go far enough, you will naturally be able to overthrow everything and reverse the chaos of yin and yang."

"At that time, resurrecting a mortal is just a matter of raising your hand."

For some reason, Ke An believed in this inexplicable voice, as if he had received his guidance countless times.

He returned to the towering steps again, step by step, continuously paving the steps towards the sky.

On the second floor of the 870th [-]th floor, Ke An no longer remembers how long he stayed on the steps. He only remembers that natural disasters have continued over the years, and a hundred miles around has become a dead place, and no one has been here for a long time.

He was a witness to natural disasters, suffered a lot, and almost starved to death in that famine.

It was also because of this that when he saw disasters rampant on the ground and people were dying, he became extremely anxious and couldn't wait to go to the sky.

He felt that perhaps only he in this world could end this endless disaster and bring peace to the common people.

He gritted his teeth and speeded up the construction of the steps, getting closer and closer to the heaven above the sky.

On the second floor of the ninth thousand and 750, several white-robed monks controlled flying swords and fought in the air. The sharp sword energy almost smashed on the steps several times.

Ke An was suddenly furious, and slapped him, and the flying swords of these white-robed monks instantly became a pile of scrap metal.

The monks were so frightened that they lost their souls, they landed on the steps in a panic, and knelt down to plead guilty to Ke An.

Once upon a time, Ke An could only watch the monks fighting in the sky from a distance, and was terrified by the vision formed by the aftermath of their battle.

But now, with a casual slap of his palm, the flying swords these monks were proud of could be scrapped in an instant, scaring them to kneel and kowtow.

Seeing these pale and trembling monks, Ke An suddenly realized that he might have broken away from the category of mortals.

Even some powerful monks may not be able to reach his current state.

However, even if he has already left his mortal body, this road can only be regarded as the beginning.

On the second floor of the 640th [-]th floor, Ke An's speed of building steps is getting faster and faster, and there is no need for external materials at all. As long as the spiritual energy in the body is drawn out, the steps can be naturally cast.

Under his power blessing, the originally ordinary steps became sacred, and countless monks came here especially, wanting to step on this wonder to have a look.

But these monks often sweated all over after walking a few steps, gasped for breath, and looked pale, so they had no choice but to retreat.

Even some strong men who have been famous for a long time will walk a few hundred steps at most before their legs tremble and they will be defeated.

Almost every day there are monks shouting under the steps, wanting to worship Ke An as his teacher and be his closed disciple, but he never pays attention to these people, and still concentrates on building the steps, step by step towards the distance.

On the 780th and [-]th floor, Ke An no longer needs to make steps to build steps. He just needs to raise his foot and step on it, and a brand new step will emerge out of thin air.

But at the same time, the pressure from Heaven is also increasing at an extremely terrifying speed.

The Heavenly Court is a sacred place in this world, and generally only monks who have been guided can successfully ascend it.

If you want to ascend to the Heavenly Court by your own strength, you must withstand the pressure exerted by the entire Heavenly Court and step up to the peak step by step.

This is something that has never happened in the history of Blue Star, and even the living true immortals in the secular legends may not be able to do it.

Walking on the 3-storey steps, Ke An could already clearly feel the terrifying pressure from the Heavenly Court.

But there was no sign of flinching on his face, only firmness!

Now that he has embarked on this road, no matter how many difficulties and obstacles he experiences, no matter how many ups and downs he faces, Ke An will definitely go to the end.

On the seventy-six thousandth and 120th floor, a golden-winged roc came tearing through the clouds, with a terrified expression.

Behind it, a gigantic turbid dragon poked its head out of the clouds, its eyes full of mockery.

This golden-winged roc is very powerful. Once flapping its wings, it smashed that powerful monk who raised a group of flood dragons into pieces.

But today, it is so humble and terrified in front of the turbid dragon that covers the sky and the sun.

Ke An didn't want to care about this at first, but the direction of Golden-winged roc's escape happened to pass through the steps.

In order to prevent it from threatening the steps, Ke An stretched out his hand and pulled out the turbid dragon hidden between the sea of ​​clouds.

In Ke An's hands, the extremely powerful turbid dragon was like a small loach. It was so frightened that it didn't know what to do, and it twisted its body to escape.

With a flick of Ke An's index finger, Zhuolong lost half of his life in an instant, his eyes turned white, he remained motionless, and fell into a faint.

This reminded Ke An that his current power is too strong, to some extent out of the rules, and he needs to control his strength, otherwise it will easily lead to mass extinction.

The golden-winged roc saw that the turbid dragon fell into Ke An's hands like a toy, and ran away in fright, fearing that if he was too slow, he would be roasted by Ke An on the fire.

It never imagined that Ke An had seen it showing its power in the sky a few years ago when he was still a mortal with no power to restrain the chicken.

At that time, who would have imagined that an ordinary mortal could go so far?

On the ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-ninth floor, after countless years of perseverance, Ke An was finally able to touch the heaven.

When the [-]th floor of steps appeared in front of his eyes, a quaint Dao bell fell at his feet.

At this time, Ke An was already infinitely close to a true immortal, but such a short distance stuck him firmly, preventing him from condensing his immortal energy and turning him into an immortal.

If you want to blast open the immortal door and become a real immortal, you must ring the bell three times.

But after Ke An rang twice, the third rang was delayed.

At this time, Yang Fan outside Blue Star couldn't help sighing when he saw this scene, feeling a little regretful.

This is Ke An's 384 attempts to hit the real fairyland. Before that, he fell halfway and failed to set foot on the heaven. This time is the closest he is to the real fairyland.

But no matter how close the distance is, if you don't really set foot on the real fairy, you will never be a fairy, and Blue Star's level will always be stuck at level nine, and it will not rise to level ten.

And Yang Fan cannot have the power to expel the Creator God, and his consciousness will continue to be eaten away until it is completely swallowed up.

"Hehe... All the life on the planet are just toys in the hands of the Creator God. It's ridiculous that you pin your last hope on them!"