The gray-robed monk condensed a ray of spiritual energy on his fingertips, and that ray of spiritual energy instantly poured into the formation on the ground.

The formation suddenly flashed with a burst of cyan light, and Zhao Feiyu's figure flashed and disappeared in the hall instantly.

Seeing this, the green-robed monks also hurriedly retreated.

The light flickered, and Zhao Feiyu instantly appeared on a mountain step.

This mountain step is extremely steep, almost vertical. This stone step seems to lead straight into the void, with no end visible at a glance.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Feiyu hurriedly lay down on the stone steps, as if she was afraid of falling.

Zhao Feiyu looked down carefully, and saw that the place below was shrouded in countless clouds and mist, making it impossible to see clearly.

Zhao Feiyu felt as if she was clinging to a cliff in mid-air, and it felt like walking on the Huashan Plank Road again.

"Help! I'm really afraid of heights!" Zhao Feiyu couldn't help but wailed.

Under the peak of the Law Enforcement Court, many monks gathered.

Those monks just continued to meditate and practice hard, without any fun at all.

The punishment of those monks who made mistakes by the Law Enforcement Court can be regarded as a kind of entertainment program to a certain extent.

At this moment, all the monks raised their heads and looked towards the mountain peak.

On top of that mountain peak, there is a set of stone steps.

Under that section of stone steps is a platform. If a monk falls from the stone steps, he will naturally fall on the platform and will not fall down.

At this moment, Zhao Feiyu's figure was on the stone steps.

"It seems that another young man is about to experience torture." A monk said with interest.

"Yes, Hanging Cloud Ladder..." Seeing this, a monk said slowly, with a hint of fear deep in his eyes.

"It's been a long time since a monk has climbed up the Hanging Cloud Staircase." Someone looked at Zhao Feiyu's figure on the stone steps and said slowly, "The Hanging Cloud Staircase is notoriously perverted. Although the physical torture is very cruel, the mental torture is also very cruel.

It’s even better.”

"I have heard that the Hanging Cloud Staircase is a great test for the soul. If there is no strong support of the soul mind, it will be difficult to persevere, and you will be horribly tortured by the inner demons. That fear may not gradually disappear until many years later.

"

The monk in green robes who was sparring with Zhao Feiyu also stood under the mountain peak at some point, and his right hand was already bandaged with a thick strip of cloth.

With the blessing of various precious elixirs from the Feng Ling Sect, his right hand was able to gradually recover, but he had to go through many days of pain. During this period of healing, he could only give up his practice, and unknowingly had to fight with other monks.

Drive some distance.

The most important thing is that his right hand was so severely injured, and the law enforcement agency actually punished Zhao Feiyu by climbing a hanging ladder. Although the spiritual test was extremely cruel, he wanted Zhao Feiyu to be tortured physically as well.

The green-robed monk stared at Zhao Feiyu fiercely, his face full of resentment.

The hanging ladder where Zhao Feiyu was located emitted a burst of white light, as if it was showing something.

"It is said that when climbing the hanging ladder, each color corresponds to a state of the soul. That state does not represent the true cultivation of the soul, but a kind of future potential. He is now standing in the first place

Above the stone steps, this shows that his cultivation is still in the mortal realm. His cultivation is too weak, and his soul must not be high enough. It's really not interesting, just watch it for fun.

"A monk explained.

"No one among the monks who climbed the hanging ladder told them that it was an illusion. There was a platform beneath them, and it was calculated that they would not be seriously injured if they fell." A monk said with a smile on his face, "On the contrary, the illusion will be there.

It made them think that they were hanging high in the void. Once they fell, they would end up being shattered into pieces. That illusion was extremely real. It was rumored that it was left by a powerful sect leader of the Fengling Sect. That sect leader's

The cultivation of the soul has reached the realm of transformation, and even a monk in the heavenly realm will have a hard time deciphering the truth, let alone me."

"And every time a stone step in the Hanging Cloud Staircase disappears, your desire to live will make you keep climbing up." A monk said with a look of fear on his face, "When the stone steps disappear under your feet,

At that moment, the whole body fell towards the earth, and the feeling of being extremely close to death was unbearable and would cast a terrible shadow."

"And the hanging ladder will create different scenes for different monks to torture the monks, and it will be refracted through the clouds and mist. We can see what the monks who climb the hanging ladder are afraid of."

The monks looked at Zhao Feiyu hanging on the ladder with great interest.

Naturally, Zhao Feiyu had no knowledge of all this.

Feeling the constant whistling in his ears, Zhao Feiyu clung tightly to the stone steps, for fear that he would fall.

"Isn't this life-threatening?!" Zhao Feiyu wailed, "Help!"

But it was obvious that no one responded to Zhao Feiyu. It seemed that only Zhao Feiyu existed here.

Zhao Feiyu was thinking about how to get out of trouble when he suddenly felt that his feet were empty, his whole body suddenly stopped, and he almost fell.

"Holy shit!" Zhao Feiyu was horrified to find that the stone steps he was originally stepping on had disappeared like a phantom. If Zhao Feiyu hadn't held the stone steps tightly with his hands, Zhao Feiyu would have fallen down from the stone steps at this moment.

Seeing such a scene, the monks who were watching burst out laughing, and some monks simply left. In their opinion, Zhao Feiyu's performance could not even see the real illusion of the soul, so he would never see it again.

It fell from the hanging ladder.

"The ten-section stone steps are considered a great realm. Since this guy is a monk of our sect, his cultivation level will not be too weak anyway. At least he should have the cultivation level of turning into a mortal. Only when he steps on the first step every time

Only when you reach ten stone steps will you fall into the illusion of the soul, and the rest of the stone steps will only have some short-term effects."

Zhao Feiyu hurriedly climbed up and stepped on the second section of stone steps.

When Zhao Feiyu stepped on the second section of the stone steps, a feeling of dizziness suddenly came over him, making Zhao Feiyu feel drowsy.

Zhao Feiyu hurriedly activated Zhao's Invincible Creation Kung Fu to keep her mind clear, and the drowsy feeling disappeared instantly.

"I have to say, this mental method is really useful." Zhao Feiyu couldn't help but sigh.

Zhao Feiyu suddenly thought of Gu Xuan and Sander, and hurriedly entered the soul sea to look for them.

But after Zhao Feiyu entered the soul sea, all he saw was a vast white scene, as if there was endless mist filling it, and he couldn't see it clearly at all.

Zhao Feiyu could no longer sense the auras of Gu Xuan and Sander, nor could he sense the yellow clay furnace. Even the sea of ​​souls was hazy.

"It's broken..." Zhao Feiyu murmured, "I won't be under any illusion..."

While Zhao Feiyu was thinking, the stone steps under his feet disappeared again. Zhao Feiyu staggered and almost fell down from the stone steps.

"Holy shit!" Zhao Feiyu hurriedly climbed upwards, climbing several stone steps in a row, for fear of falling off the cliff.

The dizzy feeling caused by climbing the stone steps was resolved by Zhao Feiyu using Zhao's Invincible Creation Technique, and it did not have much impact on Zhao Feiyu.

Not long after, Zhao Feiyu watched as the last stone steps disappeared instantly, and the space was shrouded in clouds and mist.

Zhao Feiyu couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, looking at the stone steps ahead that seemed to lead straight into the void, Zhao Feiyu climbed forward again.

"Is it coming? The first test of the Soul Illusion..."

"The illusions caused by each monk are different, but most of them are the mounts of the ancestors of various generations. I don't know which ancestor's mount this young man will induce."

"If it's a weak one, it's okay, but if it's a strong one, it's enough to drink a pot!" A monk said loudly with great expectation.

Zhao Feiyu stepped on the tenth stone step.

The moment Zhao Feiyu stepped onto the tenth stone step, Zhao Feiyu felt a strong wind behind him, which almost blew Zhao Feiyu down the stone steps.

The monks all looked at the illusion that appeared.

"This is the ancestor's former mount, a fuming bird that has entered the heavenly realm!" A monk once saw relevant records in ancient books and couldn't help shouting.

"This is not the real Fu Ming Bird! It's just a phantom transformed by the power of the soul!" A monk knew the secret and couldn't help but explain.

"But even if it's just a phantom, that phantom still carries the terrible pressure and murderous intent of life! The pressure of the heavenly realm! A mortal monk must not be able to bear it!" A monk's eyes flickered, "This young man should be the end of his life.

Already."

A shadow instantly enveloped Zhao Feiyu, who quickly turned around to look.

I saw a huge ferocious beast waving its huge wings in the void, its scarlet eyes staring at Zhao Feiyu.

"Holy shit!" Zhao Feiyu was suddenly startled. The coercion emanating from the Fuming Bird was extremely powerful. It was several levels stronger than the previous law enforcement coercion of the Law Enforcement Court. The two could not be compared at all.

"Heavenly Monster!" Zhao Feiyu blurted out. He suddenly felt panicked in his heart, but he quickly used Zhao's Invincible Creation Technique to stabilize his mind.

Zhao Feiyu looked at the monster beast. Although the pressure on the monster beast was extremely real, there was always a sense of virtuality. With a thought in his mind, Zhao Feiyu quickly used unknown soul skills to look at the Fu Ming Bird.

Zhao Feiyu saw nothing, the Fu Ming Bird seemed like nothingness.

"There is no divine soul light group... not even a trace. This monster is illusory!" Zhao Feiyu's heart instantly calmed down.

He looked at the Fu Ming Bird, and suddenly thought of the soul-eating technique that Gu Xuan had taught him before. He had used it in the ocean world to kill countless creatures transformed by the soul.

At this moment, Zhao Feiyu used the soul-swallowing technique again. The Fu Ming Bird chirped loudly, and its figure instantly dissipated into the void like smoke.

"What!"

"This is impossible!"

"How can a monk in the mortal realm resist the pressure of a monster in the heavenly realm!"

The monks were all shocked, with different expressions on their faces.

The injured monk in green robes even narrowed his eyes, unable to believe such a scene.


Chapter completed!