"Am I going to die?"
Lying on the bed, Fang Qiu felt the pain in his body, the swelling of his head, and the fear of death. He looked at the ceiling with a pale face.
He knew that he was going to die.
However.
He had already experienced death once.
Was there any death more painful and terrifying than jumping into the magma with a temperature of tens of thousands of degrees Celsius?
No.
So, he smiled.
Even if he was panicking, even if he was very scared, even if he couldn't help crying, even if he wanted to stand up and call for help, he didn't move. Instead, he was very quiet.
He thought of the various states of Confucianism, such as stopping, calmness, tranquility, thinking, and getting.
Knowing to stop and then settling.
Stopping and then being calm.
Being calm and then being at peace.
Being at peace and then thinking.
Thinking and then being at peace and then being at peace!
In Fang Qiu's mind, the Tao that he comprehended from the book "University" in the thatched cottage in Zengzi's relic appeared.
Because he had already comprehended it, Fang Qiu instantly put it all down in this situation.
Put it down.
Fang Qiu felt that he didn't move.
It seemed that everything in the world had nothing to do with him. The pain disappeared. Everything that he could feel disappeared.
Lying on the bed, he was like a dead man.
However.
He didn't die.
He was still conscious.
Under the guidance of his heart and the perception of his consciousness, Fang Qiu felt that his body seemed to be vaporized. One side turned into black gas, and the other into white gas.
Yin and Yang!
After the transformation, they began to blend with each other.
Black and white mixed with each other and turned gray, like a gray fog. Everything around him was gone, leaving only this mass of chaos.
He didn't know how long it lasted.
During this period of time, Fang Qiu's consciousness had been wandering in this mass of chaos.
He didn't see anything. He didn't feel anything.
He couldn't even feel time.
That feeling was like a psychopath standing next to a big tree and telling the tree that he was a tree. Then he just stood there and became a tree in his imagination.
Time meant nothing to him.
Similarly.
There was no time in the chaos. Fang Qiu's consciousness was like a thing. It was indispensable in the chaos, but it couldn't play any role.
The only thing he could do.
He just watched the chaos change.
But in front of him, there was always that gray chaos. There was nothing else.
However …
Just when he had lost all his emotions.
Suddenly, there was a slight change in the chaos.
He took a closer look.
Within that mass of gray chaos, there was actually an extremely tiny golden speck of light.
After this golden dot appeared, it immediately began to grow, bit by bit. Although the speed was very slow and the extent of growth was also very small, it was indeed growing, just like a flame.
As time passed, it grew bigger and bigger, more and more dazzling.
In the end, the entire gray mass of chaos turned completely golden, emitting a blinding and dazzling light.
"This is … Internal Qi?"
Fang Qiu sensed a particularly familiar aura.
He discovered.
The golden light was Internal Qi.
It was exactly the same as the golden internal Qi that had appeared in his body before!
At this moment, Fang Qiu suddenly felt his body tremble. There seemed to be a stream of energy pouring into his body like an electric current.
Afterward …
He woke up.
He opened his eyes.
He returned to the ruins and stood on the steps of the Heaven Stairway.
He found that the golden internal qi he had lost before had been completely replenished, and it was three times more powerful than before!
After a brief examination, Fang Qiu was extremely surprised.
He had never thought that he would gain such a great benefit from this Heaven Stairway.
Apart from being pleasantly surprised.
Fang Qiu stood up.
He found that he was actually standing at the top of the Heaven Stairway, only one step away from the top. One more step and he would reach the top!
However …
Fang Qiu was not in a hurry to take this step.
Instead, he looked around and scanned the surrounding situation.
Then he discovered.
No one was standing on the same step as him.
When he looked down, he saw that everyone was standing below. They were all on different levels of the Celestial Stairway. Among them, the highest one was Grandmaster Tianwen, who was only two steps away from him.
It seemed that the people below had already woken up. Each of them had a bitter smile on their faces.
"You guys?"
Fang Qiu asked.
"We didn't pass."
Master Tianwen shook his head and said, "The test of this section of the Heaven Stairway is too difficult. I've only reached this step. Only you have completed all the tests."
Everyone nodded.
Fang Qiu also thought of the various tests he had just experienced.
Those tests didn't exist for him at all. They were meaningless to him. As long as he did what he usually did, everything would be easily resolved.
However …
The others were different.
For Fang Qiu, he had long lost his desire. Wealth, women, and power were not tempting to him at all.
Not to mention habits and so on.
That was what he had always insisted on.
For decades, since the day he started learning martial arts, he had already gotten used to that incomparably healthy habit. Therefore, even if it was hard and tiring, he did not feel the slightest pain. Instead, he took it for granted that he should do it.
But for the others, it was not so simple.
It was almost impossible to maintain a completely identical habit every day.
For the public.
As long as one was a human, there would be times when they were tired and sleepy.
And at those times, they needed to rest. Therefore, they could not persist at all.
It was the same thing.
Persisting for a day was perseverance. Persisting for a month was perseverance. Persisting for a year was called habit!
Of course.
Other than that.
The most important point was that everyone had an obsession.
Under the influence of obsession, they could not be perfect.
Therefore.
They sincerely admired John Doe.
"Go up."
Master Tianwen smiled and raised his hand to the top of the Heaven Stairway to Fang Qiu.
"Yes, go up quickly."
The four masters, who were one step lower than Master Tianwen, also smiled and waved at Fang Qiu, indicating that Fang Qiu should go up.
"Boss, hurry up. There is only one last step left."
He Gaoming and others shouted, "As long as you go up, you will really do it. You will become a mortal!"
"Brother John Doe."
The Sword Addict also shouted, "We still have to fight side by side. You must take this step no matter what!"
"John Doe."
The four gurus of the Sword Pavilion all looked at Fang Qiu and said, "This is a rare opportunity, not only for you, but also for the whole of Huaxia. So go up!"
Hearing these words.
Seeing everyone's eyes full of hope.
Fang Qiu smiled and nodded.
Looking ahead.
The last step of the Heaven Stairway was the top of the clouds.
As long as Fang Qiu took this step, he would be able to walk above the clouds and see the scenery above.
"I am coming."
He murmured in his heart.
Fang Qiu took a step forward and stepped on the last step. Then he exerted strength in his legs and his whole body was immediately propped up. When he stood up straight.
His whole body entered the clouds.
He disappeared below, in front of everyone's eyes.
Similarly.
After he took this step.
The scene in front of Fang Qiu also changed dramatically in an instant.
He found.
The scenery above the clouds was completely different from what he had imagined.
In front of him.
It was a small plain, a small plain wrapped in clouds.
And under his feet.
The Heaven Stairway that he was stepping on just now had disappeared as if it had never been there.
Looking at this lonely world, Ye Zichen was stunned.
Fang Qiu suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart.
He waved his right hand.
At the bottom of the stairs, those people that he couldn't see at all actually at this moment all flew up for no reason and quickly went above the clouds.
Above the clouds.
Everyone was confused.
"How could this be?"
"How did we come up?"
"Is this the top of the Heaven Stairway?"
"We were obviously blocked at the bottom of the Heaven Stairway. How did we suddenly come up?"
Everyone was very confused.
They also looked at each other and asked one after another.
In the end.
Everyone's eyes fell on Fang Qiu again.
"What's going on?"
Master Tianwen asked on behalf of everyone.
"I also don't know."
Fang Qiu frowned, shook his head and said, "After coming up, there was a moment when I suddenly knew that everyone could come up with a wave of my hand, so I did this."
At the same time.
Fang Qiu was also recalling his experience of climbing the Heaven Stairway.
He secretly guessed in his heart.
Everything on the Heaven Stairway was a baptism.
Breaking the body, lowering the mind, restraining the habits, birth and death, and finally it was the real first step to become a mortal.
Of course.
Fang Qiu never thought that it would be so easy to become a mortal.
The cultivation of a guru would take more than ten years or even dozens of years. How could it be so easy to climb the Heaven Stairway and become a mortal?
"Let's go."
Fang Qiu waved his hand and continued to lead everyone forward.
On this small plain shrouded in clouds, as they walked, they encountered a wall of clouds.
Through the cloud wall.
Everyone came to a brand new place.
It was still a plain, but there were some buildings on this plain, which looked like a flower garden. And on the front door of this flower garden, there was a sign with ancient characters: Fodder Garden.
Because they were all from Huaxia, everyone could understand these three words.
At the moment when they understood.
Everyone thought of the same thing at the same time.
It's that old man's mount from before, the green ox!
"Fodder?"
"Is it to feed the bull?"
"Is this the fodder garden that I planted personally?"
Everyone was confused and asked.
While talking.
Following Wu Ming's footsteps, they walked into the fodder garden.
As soon as they entered.
Everyone could not calm down.
What kind of grass garden was this? This garden was clearly filled with Spirit Grasses!
At this moment.
Everyone started to feel unwell.
These spiritual herbs were only used to feed the green bull?
Could it be that this man was not as good as the bull?
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