“It can cause the thunder to descend, who else can go up to the top of this ladder?”
“Only him!”
Looking at Su Yun standing quietly on the ladder, there was a look of awe in everyone’s eyes.
Song Wenshu said softly: “Where the destiny is, the destiny cannot be violated.”
…
Xiao Li failed to reach the top, and the rest of the people had no intention of trying.
Although climbing to the top of the ladder means having a sanctified attitude, not reaching the top does not mean that you cannot be sanctified.
It’s just that he lost in the battle for luck on the ladder road.
This is the limitation of the rules of heaven and earth. The monks compete with each other, compete with each other, and win each other’s luck.
This is why Su Yun asked Leng Yiyi not to think about fighting with others at first, but to defeat himself.
“Next time, I will beat you!”
As soon as the Tianti Road was over, Xiao Li left a sentence and returned to Taixu Sect.
The others also took a deep look at Su Yun and finally returned to their respective sects.
However, although the ladder road is over, this feast is not over.
“Open the list of outstanding people!”
In Shengguang Mansion, a dean of the inner courtyard shouted loudly.
Immediately, a golden light bloomed on the road of the ladder, and the rhythm of the thread flowed.
In the void on its right, a huge golden tablet appeared.
“First place: Su Yun, nine hundred and ninety-ninth floor!”
“Second place: Xiao Li, nine hundred and ninety-eighth floor!”
“Third place: Li Tianyi, nine hundred and ninetieth floor!”
…
Pieces of information appeared, and everyone looked up, only to see the name on the list of outstanding people blooming with brilliance, as if with a certain artistic conception, people dare not look directly.
At the moment when the name was engraved, Su Yun felt that he was favored by a will.
“Is this the power of luck? It’s amazing.”
For monks, luck can be said to be the most important thing.
Those Sons of Destiny, all of them bear great luck.
Being blessed by Qi Luck, the higher the Qi Luck, the smoother the cultivation journey.
To put it more exaggeratedly, a person who has a golden dragon of luck can pick up artifacts when he goes out and walk on the road, and when he walks around, a beast will come to him as a mount.
Of course, Su Yun’s luck was far from enough.
“In the battle of the ladder, the geniuses on the list of outstanding talents have already begun to have luck. With the blessing of luck, the cultivation will be multiplied with half the effort. As long as they don’t fall, they can become a pillar.”
“Climb the ladder, become a saint, this year’s younger generation is really a monster.”
“Su Yun’s name, now it’s going to be famous in Zhongzhou.”
Under the sighs of everyone, the Tianti Road came to a successful conclusion.
…
Holy King City, in a mansion.
A middle-aged man stood in the house with an ugly face, looking at the Guiyuan Sect headed by Song Zhan.
“Elder Song, is this the result you gave Zongmen?”
Song Zhan’s face turned pale and his head was sweating.
“Big, big elder, listen to me…”
“There’s no need to explain.” Du Qingyun snorted coldly, “A dozen disciples have all fallen off the list. You should think about how to explain to the sect when you go back.”
Song Zhan felt a chill in his heart.
The task given by the sect this time is to win the inheritance of the secret realm of Qingming.
And the results on the ladder are related to the secret places they can be allocated.
Now that all the disciples of Guiyuan Sect have fallen off the list, the dignified Guiyuan Sect can only get the guaranteed quota.
In this case, it can be said to be extremely unfavorable for the next secret realm battle.
“Elder, it’s all good things done by Bai Yuezong! It’s that guy named Su Yun!” Song Zhan gritted his teeth, “If it wasn’t for him, Yuan Cheng would at least be in the top ten!”
Hearing the word Su Yun, a huge breath suddenly released from Du Qingyun.
“Su Yun, he must die!”
Song Zhan: “???”
