Every cause must bear fruit, your catastrophe is me

The winding stairs can't see the end at a glance, circling on both sides of the holy mountain and leading to the top of the mountain.

At this time, the stairs had already been covered by dense crowds, and there seemed to be golden light shining on the top of the holy mountain, holy and majestic like a holy Buddha.

Many of the residents who were the first to worship have already successfully climbed to the top, and they are sitting quietly on the square to rest.

Among them are many monks, because Qingyu Holy Land has regulations, except for people from the Holy Land, no casual cultivator is allowed to fly in this area.

Therefore, even the Jindan who came from other places in the holy land, even the strong Nascent Soul, had to walk to the top of the mountain step by step.

The long queue spread from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain. During this period, some residents who were originally taken away due to lack of physical strength, perhaps unwilling to do so, actually chose to climb up again after recuperating.

After two hours of formation, Tang Yin and Xiaoxiao arrived halfway up the mountain. Looking up, the top of the holy mountain was still surrounded by clouds, and they couldn't see the specific situation on the uppermost floor.

It's just that the golden light is constantly shining in the cloud, guiding the residents who come to worship like the sun, which is fascinating and yearning at the same time.

However, the higher it went up, the more intense the flame atmosphere in the air became, but what was strange was that the surrounding temperature did not increase or decrease, but was exactly the same as the temperature at the foot of the mountain.

It stands to reason that the higher you stand, the lower the temperature should be. Could it be that the inexplicable flame breath raised the surrounding temperature, making this place no different from the ground?

If this is the case, the flame energy in the air belongs to the top of the holy mountain, which means that a raging golden flame is burning on the holy mountain.

And the power of this flame is far from comparable to all flame aura or beast fire. Could it be that this Qingyu Holy Land possesses a divine fire?
Thinking of this, Tang Yin couldn't help but feel heavy on his face.

Needless to say, the power of the divine fire is even known as an existence comparable to the sky thunder. If the Qingyu Holy Land really has a divine fire, then the power of the holy land is really terrifying.

The divine fire has undoubtedly greatly improved the monks who majored in flames. To put it bluntly, if a Jindan monk can master a divine fire, he can even compete with some monks in the early stage of the Nascent Soul.

Moreover, the power of martial arts and kung fu blessed by divine fire is even more astonishing, and it can be improved by more than one level.

On both sides of the stairs, Holy Land monks flying with swords are constantly patrolling here. Once someone is exhausted or wants to give up, they will be taken away by them.

But when Tang Yin looked at the crowd above, he found that Hu Jiujiu's figure had long since disappeared.

The latter, as a strong celestial being, could easily climb a thousand-meter mountain, so from the very beginning, this girl kept pushing towards the front of the crowd, leaving them far behind in a short time.

Tang Yin sighed helplessly, looked at the stairs that were not far away, and led Xiaoxiao to continue climbing.

During the period, several guys rolled down from the side, and some even fell from the stairs up the mountain. Fortunately, Yu Jian's disciple came to help in time, otherwise falling from such a high place would not be as simple as smashing into pieces.

After another two hours, it was already afternoon.

The sun in the sky appeared to be more vicious, and the surrounding fog was gradually dispelled. The dazzling sunlight shone on the person, making the road ahead hazy.

I don't know if it's because the power of the flames in the air is neutralizing the cold air, but the surrounding temperature has not changed.

But as the sun's rays became bigger and bigger, the heat waves in the air rushed towards the face one by one, the air was extremely turbid, and the sweat on people's bodies almost soaked the entire staircase.

Tang Yin wiped the sweat from his forehead and handed a hurried handkerchief to Xiaoxiao. At this time, the girl's forehead was also sweating profusely, but it was not as exaggerated as ordinary people.

Her bangs, which were soaked in sweat, clinged to her forehead. She panted heavily, and when she looked up, she couldn't help gritting her teeth.

"Why is it still so far away!"

Xiaoxiao finally couldn't help complaining, but as soon as she finished speaking, she immediately found that several residents in the city had cast unkind glances at her, and Yu Jian Xiaoxiao quickly shut her mouth.

For these people, the path of pilgrimage must be sincere, and no noise can be tarnished or profaned.

Seeing this scene, Tang Yin also let out a helpless smile, and immediately took Xiaoxiao's hand and led her to continue walking.

Even though the height of 3000 meters is not too high, you can only know how far it is after you climb it yourself. In addition, the stairs built in Qingyu Holy Land are distributed around the holy mountain in a circle, so the total length of the stairs is absolutely long. far exceed this value.

In fact, Tang Yin also regretted it quite a bit, after all, with his speed, he could reach the top in the blink of an eye.

If I had known this, it would be better to turn into lightning and sneak up while the masters of the Holy Land were not paying attention. Of course, Xiaoxiao didn't have this ability, so she still had to go up step by step.

Fortunately, after another hour, they were very close to the top of the mountain, and the top of the holy mountain above a hundred meters was shining with endless golden light.

Looking down from the stairs, Qingyu City has been completely submerged in the sea of ​​clouds. They seem to be in the nine heavens, surrounded by mist, like a dream.

When they saw the top of the mountain close in front of them, finally everyone's faces showed relief, and the team couldn't help speeding up.

Finally, after a stick of incense, the endless steps reached the end

In front of the eyes is an extremely vast and huge giant square, where crowds as dense as ants are sitting and resting.

Right in front of the square were many disciples wearing costumes of different levels. They had their knees crossed on the ground, neat seals were condensed in their hands, and their breathing was consistent. They were not affected at all by the arrival of the residents of the Holy Land.

Right in front of many disciples was a super huge cauldron, and a golden flame was burning in the cauldron.

The light emitted by the flames filled the entire mountain top, and even the sun's rays were covered under it.

The origin of this flame can't be seen for the time being, but even if they are far away, Tang Yin can still feel the astonishing aura of destruction from the flame.

The aura on the top of the holy mountain was extremely strong, several times that of the ground. When I stretched out my hand to inspect it carefully, I could find traces of transparent mist that was visible to the naked eye swimming around my fingertips.

Some casual cultivators sat on the ground and began to practice.

The square was unusually quiet, and only the sound of everyone's chaotic breathing could be heard wandering around.

Even Xiaoxiao, who has never liked to practice, became interested after sensing the aura here, and immediately began to gather the seal method to absorb the aura of heaven and earth.

Practicing here can achieve twice the result with half the effort. She has just advanced, so she urgently needs to rely on sufficient aura to stabilize her aura.

Tang Yin also found a few familiar figures among the many disciples, among the junior disciples Luo Feng and Li Kui and Mo Ling among the senior disciples.

It's just that the complexions of Luo Feng and the others are not good, even if they are following the Qi Condensation Art of the large army, the aura that may be integrated into their bodies is almost negligible.

After all, their meridians were all exhausted under Tang Yin's means, even if they recovered now, it would be difficult to achieve higher achievements in the future.

The nine layers of alchemy is the end of their cultivation.