When they reached the 200th step on the Thousand Steps, the Taoist friend who had just climbed up was already a little out of breath. However, seeing that Ji Jinshu looked calm and relaxed, he asked, "How come you are so relaxed? You are not even out of breath."
Ji Jinshu looked at the other person, who was panting as if he had just finished running 800 meters, and replied, "Well, maybe it's because my cultivation is low?"
The other party looked at the jade pendant on Ji Jinshu's waist.
The third level of Qi Refining, bone age of fourteen.
If one had always grown up in the world of cultivation, such cultivation would indeed be very low.
"Perhaps it's because of the rumor that on the Thousand Steps, the higher the level of cultivation, the greater the resistance. The higher you go, the greater the resistance becomes, and illusions will appear as a result."
"You are so relaxed now, my friend, but the resistance will become greater and greater in the future."
"Really? Thank you for letting me know, Fellow Daoist."
"You are welcome."
"Then let's say goodbye here. I'll go ahead and see you at the top of the mountain."
"See you at the top of the mountain."
After saying that, Ji Jinshu walked up first. After walking up more than ten steps, he felt his steps were a little heavy.
When he reached the 266th step, Ji Jinshu fell into an illusion.
In the illusion, at the gate of a house, Ji Jinshu looked at the man in front of him and uttered uncontrollably: "Brother Pei, you are back from the sect?"
"Yeah, I just came back." After saying that, he walked in.
Ji Jinshu hurriedly grabbed the person who wanted to go in, "Brother Pei, what's wrong with you? Why do you feel a little unhappy?"
So this is the scumbag Pei Jiang.
"It's just that my cultivation has been hindered recently and I'm short of some spirit stones and elixirs. This is none of your business."
"How can it be none of my business? You said you would improve your cultivation to protect me. I have some spirit stones and pills here, you can take them all." He blurted out his words uncontrollably.
Pei Jiang took the spirit stone and the pill and said, "How can I accept this?"
Oh my god! If you're sorry, please put your things down.
"I'll take the things reluctantly. Please leave now."
"Why are you chasing me away? Didn't I do something wrong to annoy you?"
"I can't help it if you think so. If you're angry, don't come to me."
"Brother Pei, why would I be angry with you? Are you angry? I have some spiritual weapons here, I'll give them to you as a gift."
Pei Jiang pretended to refuse and said, "If you give it to me, I won't take it."
"If you don't accept it, do you really dislike me as others say?"
"How could that be? How could others be like me? I am doing this for your own good. I am the only one who truly wants you to live a good life. You can keep this spiritual weapon for yourself."
"You're so kind! Then you can take it. Father will give me the rest."
"Oh well."
When Pei Jiang was about to reach out to take the spiritual weapon, Ji Jinshu finally broke free from the illusion, immediately put away the spiritual weapon, took out the stick he had picked up earlier, and stabbed it with lightning speed.
Pei Jiang fell to the ground immediately.
Ji Jinshu picked up the stick again and hit him, kicking him a few times.
Go to hell, you scumbag, you still want to PUA her and touch her money. I'll see if she doesn't stab you to death.
On the stairs, Ji Jinshu immediately sobered up and said with some disgust, "What kind of shabby illusion is this? All they give me is this crap."
The first step in cultivating immortality is to hit the love brain.
Ji Jinshu looked at her hand. Even though it was an illusion, he regretted holding her hand just now. It felt like something dirty was on it.
He found something to wipe it and continued to move forward. Along the way, he met many monks who were trapped in illusions and stopped in place.
Finally, I reached the 350 steps and entered the illusion again.
At Ji Jinshu's home in Lincheng, Ji Jinshu's father returned home from the secret realm with serious injuries and came to Ji Jinshu. At this time, Ji Jinshu had become a disabled person, no longer able to practice, and his face was haggard.
Seeing his daughter in such a state, Ji's father was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood and fell straight down in front of Ji Jinshu.
Seeing his father fall down, Ji Jinshu was anxious and wanted to support his father immediately, but a sharp arrow flew from the roof and pierced Ji's father's dantian.
"Dad!!!" Ji Jinshu screamed heartbreakingly, tears streaming down his eyes.
He walked forward and hugged his father, his face full of anger and gritted teeth, staring at the man in black who shot the arrow.
The next moment, another sharp arrow shot towards Ji's father's soul. Ji Jinshu hurriedly moved to block it for Ji's father, but was pushed away by Ji's father with the last bit of strength he had left.
Ji Jinshu fell to the side and watched her father lose his soul in front of her.
At that moment, time seemed to stop, and endless grief surged in Ji Jinshu's heart. The world became dim and fell into endless darkness.
In the illusion, Ji Jinshu was constantly hitting the invisible wall in front of him.
Just as the man in black was about to shoot at her, Ji Jinshu, who was in the darkness, suddenly woke up. Seeing this, he instinctively took out a wooden stick, whooshed it out, and hit the man in black with one blow.
At the same time as he was hit, Ji Jinshu also came out of the illusion.
What happened in the illusion seemed real. Ji Jinshu felt a little sad at this moment, his eyes were a little moist. He touched his cheeks and found some remaining tears.
He couldn't help but murmur, "This illusion is so real! It's as if I am the original owner. Now I feel grief in my heart."
Looking around, she found that a large number of monks stopped at this level. It seemed that the passing line was a hurdle, and she had to move forward quickly.
After that, as soon as Ji Jinshu entered the illusion, no matter what happened or who the other party was, he would pick up the stick and hit them, and he came out of the illusion very quickly.
The higher he went, the heavier Ji Jinshu felt his steps became, as if another mountain was pressing down on him, but he still gritted his teeth and continued to move forward. Along the way, he also met many monks who could not hold on and were teleported to the top of the mountain.
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