Dream Picking Records

Wang Xiao was also aware of his own situation. He did not try to find a ladder, but instead focused his mind on this space, quietly searching for the sounds of fighting on the steps, hoping to find an opportunity from a different angle.

After an incense stick of time, Wang Xiao finally found the source of the sound.

"Boom, boom, boom"

"Kill, kill, kill"

The sound of the grand war drums accompanied by the shouts on the battlefield now clearly reached Wang Xiao's ears.

"I'm willing to die for my country on the battlefield, why should I return home wrapped in my horse's hide? Brothers, follow me and fight!"

"With the sword in my hand, I will kill all the demons and make a river of blood. I will clear the way for you!"

……

Wang Xiao felt as if he was in the battlefield, feeling the heroic spirit of countless people fighting and sacrificing for their homeland. One after another, heroic words of war flashed through his heart.

Although he had never seen life and death, the passion and bravery of the soldiers at this moment were deeply engraved in Wang Xiao's mind.

Sacrifice for the country and for love, and never regret it even if you die nine times. This is what a real man should be like when living between heaven and earth!

Wang Xiao suddenly stood up and shouted.

"kill!".

All the strength was gathered in his right fist, which he swung forward fiercely. With the sound of air explosion, the ladder appeared vividly before everyone's eyes.

Heng Jing, who saw the ladder appear for the fourth time, rubbed his eyes fiercely, and couldn't believe what was happening before his eyes. The ladder, which only appears once in a thousand years, appeared four times in a row today, and the last time was a rookie in the self-cultivation period. No one could accept what happened today.

Wang Xiao opened his eyes and looked at the ladder that appeared. He felt that he was lucky. However, the elder also said that finding it was one thing, and climbing it was another.

"Come on, brother Xiao!"

"Come on, Brother Xiao!" After Xia Qingling learned that Wang Xiao was only in the self-cultivation stage, she began to admire him and cheered for Wang Xiao together with Ye Xiao.

Wang Xiao turned around, signaled to them that he would try his best, and then began his journey to conquer the 100 steps.

As soon as he stepped onto the first step, he felt the weight of 70,000 to 80,000 kilograms pressing down on him, and this pressure lasted for 20 steps. The people watching from outside the steps could feel the sudden increase in weight. Seeing Wang Xiao, who was in the cultivation stage, still looking very relaxed, it really felt like seeing a ghost.

Can the offspring of the ancient giant beast achieve this level with just their physical body? Many people have this question in their minds. But it is ridiculous to compare a human with a beast.

As if sensing Wang Xiao's relief, the weight doubled to 150,000 jin from level 20 to level 40. He was a little unprepared for the sudden change, and felt his shoulders sink and his waist bend.

"Damn, it happened so suddenly that I almost fell down." Wang Xiao even kicked the steps twice symbolically.

The people in the audience were speechless when they heard him swearing and then straightening up and dealing with it with ease.

The ladder seemed to have life and refused to believe in evil. At level 40, its strength increased to 200,000 jin. Wang Xiao's brisk steps finally slowed down, and he felt that his whole body seemed to be covered by endless flames.

The burning flames were still drilling into every pore of his body, and every second was a piercing pain. Wang Xiao tried to relieve the burning sensation by practicing his skills, but found that it was completely useless. Not long after, a little flame appeared in his body, igniting his spiritual energy.

Wang Xiao groaned and curled up. At this moment, he was completely unable to move. His face was twisted into a knot due to the severe pain. His body was swaying on the steps, but fortunately, he was still clear-headed and his body was shaking, but he was still able to maintain his center of gravity.

After a while, the flames subsided and Wang Xiao looked better. He just straightened up, and it seemed as if the extremely cold black ice froze him again.

The alternation of ice and fire tortured Wang Xiao repeatedly. His skin turned red and purple.

"We can't go on like this."

Wang Xiao knew that he had to continue climbing up, otherwise he would miss this opportunity. Wang Xiao used up most of his strength to lift one leg, but when he looked at the steps again, they all turned into a mountain of knives. Whether he had the courage to take this step was also a test.

As he stepped on the next step, with a "whoosh", his sole was easily pierced by the sharp blade. Wang Xiao's veins were throbbing with pain, and his teeth were about to break, but this did not affect his firm belief. Looking at his feet that were bleeding, he gritted his teeth, held his legs with both hands to pull his feet out of the sharp knife, and lifted his legs to step onto the next step.

Every step he took took a long time to recover his strength. The painful process lasted for twenty steps until he finally persevered.

Starting from level 60, Wang Xiao's pure and rich spiritual energy seemed to be drained away. Unlike the spiritual energy in the cultivation period, which could not be released and used externally, now he had completely lost contact with the spiritual energy accumulated in his body.

One is that you have it but cannot use it, and the other is that you have completely lost it, as if you had never had it. Wang Xiao became a completely ordinary person, walking alone in the white, endless world. There was no scenery around him, only the dazzling white light.

One day, two days. One month, two months. One year, two years...

After an unknown amount of time, Wang Xiao's face was covered with the vicissitudes of life. He wandered aimlessly, not knowing when it would end. He felt like he was going crazy several times. But there was still a star-like light in his eyes, guiding him to walk alone but firmly.

Thirty years in the cultivation world is like a fleeting moment, but for him at this moment, it feels like a year. Fortunately, the white world finally saw hope, and a small black dot appeared in his field of vision.

Wang Xiao was like a lost man in the desert who finally found an oasis. He hurriedly followed the path and found a dark door in front of him. There was nothing inside the door. It was like a big mouth, waiting for its prey to come to it. He did not hesitate and stepped forward firmly.

"Roar!"

In the endless darkness, all the beasts suddenly roared together. The sound waves made his head dizzy.

In the darkness, Taotie, Taowu, Suanni and many other ferocious beasts that only existed in legends rushed towards him.

Each ferocious beast had a deafening momentum, dancing its huge body towards him.

Wang Xiao was not surprised but happy. After years of loneliness, he finally saw a living creature appear. He had been hunting for many years, and he had only encountered ordinary monsters. Today, he was able to meet a legendary creature, which just fulfilled his wish. Although it was an illusion, its might was still there. He wanted to see which one was stronger, the result of his ten years of self-cultivation, or which one was weaker.

Countless ferocious beasts surrounded him, blocking him tightly. Facing them, Wang Xiao could only choose to punch them hard.

The first to be hit was the Taotie with its bloody mouth wide open, wanting to swallow the little man in front of it in one gulp.

Wang Xiao did not dare to be careless. He exerted his physical strength to the limit and forced its mouth open. The smelly liquid dripped, and a piece of his clothes disappeared in an instant. He jumped out and punched it on the head. The Taotie's skull caved in and flew out.

The human-faced, tiger-mouthed Taowu raised its sharp claws and attacked from behind. Wang Xiao dodged it first, then turned and kicked it in the chest. He wanted to take advantage of the victory, so he kicked his feet and approached the retreating beast like an arrow. Unexpectedly, Taowu swung its ten-foot-long tail and hit Wang Xiao hard on the back.

Wang Xiao felt pain, his blood boiling, and he rolled on the ground for hundreds of meters before getting up.

Then, a red-haired Zhuyan that looked like a small mountain appeared in front of him. As its fists hit his chest, its momentum continued to grow.

Wang Xiao stood up and adjusted himself in time. Their fists collided, and with an unwilling roar, Zhu Yan actually flew backwards.

After a long battle in the dark night, Wang Xiao sat on the ground panting, with countless broken bones. As the darkness faded, he found himself on the stone steps again.

Thirty years of suffering seemed to have passed in just three minutes in the outside world, and Wang Xiao finally reached the ninetieth step!