Dahongdongtian.

Yangcheng.

early morning.

The mist is mixed with a bit of coolness.

The fluttering beast flags look like ferocious beasts galloping in the mist entrenched on the tower.

Ge Qing stood with his hands behind his hands, staring at the high platform in front of him.

The platform is nine feet high, and the seals are engraved with complicated patterns. They were built using drawings exchanged by Ge Qing from the secret realm of hell.

It is said that using this treasure can open a door, allowing one to 'ascend' to a wider world.

Take a step.

It happened to fall on the steps.

"Fellow Daoist Ge!"

Ge Qing slowly turned his head and looked at the hundreds of monks behind him, as well as the solemn and silent Master Jin Dan.

There are only two Nascent Soul monks.

They call themselves fellow Taoists, but in fact Ge Qing is not very old, he is less than fifty years old.

Ever since he accidentally obtained a magical object in his thirties, in just twenty years he had gone from being a monk in the early stages of foundation building to forming a golden elixir at a speed almost as fast as the clouds, and even shattering the elixir to create a baby.

Now he has entered the late Nascent Soul stage.

"Fellow Daoist Ge, this ascension platform is unknown..."

The octogenarian man persuaded with a cane, as if he wanted Ge Qing to stay.

"I've made up my mind!"

Ge Qing did not hesitate and said in a deep voice: "Dahong's patience with me has reached its limit, and so have I."

"If I don't ascend, I'm afraid it will cause immeasurable damage to the world. Now the spiritual energy of the world is thin, and if I use Xuan Gong, it will cause a heavy burden."

"The most important thing is that I want to see the world outside the world, which foreign land it is."

Ge Qing was dressed in a black outfit and had a resolute face.

He has never dared to slack off since he entered the spiritual path.

After getting the treasure, I work harder, of course, in order to break through to a higher realm.

With the cultivation of Nascent Soul, he can be called the ancestor of the great flood, and he will have a living leader for thousands of years in the future. If he doesn't want to die, he can even last for thousands of years before disappearing, but these are not what he wants.

He yearns for a wider world.

The flood is too small.

The strong heavenly barrier prevented him from walking within it for too long.

The only way to leave is through the ascension platform.

Ge Qing took out a black token from his sleeve robe.

Divine thoughts inspire.

Immediately a jade slip appeared in front of him.

[Ge Qing: Yin difference]

[Cultivation: Late Nascent Soul]

[Achievements: two thousand two hundred and thirty-five]

The few records showed little significance, but the curiosity in Ge Qing's eyes never disappeared.

He is curious about the token and his own identity.

The only thing he wasn't curious about was his meritorious deeds, because he had actually exchanged his meritorious deeds for elixirs, Taoist scriptures, weapons and treasures, and many other useful things.

However, he had no idea where these things came from, what kind of treasure could take him to the sky and escape from the earth, or even to another more mysterious world entirely.

After seeing such a world, he was even more eager to leave.

Since he was alone, Ge Qing had no worries.

Stroking the token.

The front of the token records itself.

But you can choose to hide it, and it becomes a solemn evil ghost.

If you look closely, this evil ghost looks very much like yourself.

On the back is a picture of hell in disguise.

Verse of the letter:

"If you do good deeds with intention, you will not be rewarded for doing good deeds; if you do evil deeds without intention, you will not be punished for doing evil deeds."

In an excited mood, Ge Qing used Nianjue to summon the strong energy that protects the body.

Step onto the ascension platform step by step until you reach the top.

He took a deep breath, pursed his lips, and sang.

The mana around him surged, and mana as huge as a river poured into the ascension platform at his feet.

Buzz!

Yeah.

Ta-ta.

The formation patterns quickly connected into one piece.

Then it turned into five pillars of light and rushed into the sky, knocking open a whirlpool-like door.

"It's open!"

"Is that the door to the upper world?"

“It’s really spectacular.”

"It's actually true!"

The monks watching the ceremony were shocked. This was the first time they had seen such a scene. Even though there had been legends of ascension, there was no news about the departed ancestors and there was no way to verify them.

Not to mention monks like Ge Qing who actually built the Ascension Platform.

Ge Qing laughed excitedly and suddenly looked back and said: "You two fellow Taoists, why don't you join me in the expedition to the upper world!"

The octogenarian looked moved and wanted to fly up to him, but then he thought about it and shook his head.

The monk who looked middle-aged had already raised his hands and said: "After all, we are not as carefree as fellow Taoists."

Ge Qing smiled and said with a smile: "No problem, I have passed down the ascending formula. If anyone wants to leave in the future, they can also use the ascending platform. I will explore the way for you fellow Taoists first."

"I'll go too!"

Fly away with indomitable faith.

A clear light crashed into the door above.

Buzz!

The whirlpool door slowly closed.

The vibrations of heaven and earth also disappeared.

The monks in Dahongdongtian all had expressions of disbelief.

Ascension in the daytime is no longer a legend.

…

Ge Qing, who used the ascension platform to break the void and open the door, did not feel any discomfort. Instead, he found that the surrounding space was unusually stable.

It was just a daze before he stood firm.

The light comes.

As he walked towards the light, he felt that the light was shining brightly in front of him.

Then the world completely changed.

"Coming, coming, here comes another one!"

"What number is this?"

"The seventh one this month."

Ge Qing has not adapted yet.

He just felt that the aura of heaven and earth was so rich that it made people dizzy.

The flood was so barren that he dared not breathe, but here he was dizzy.

The original feeling of restraint has also disappeared.

He looked around.

I should be in a huge corridor. No, it cannot be described as a corridor at all.

Because behind him there is a huge circular arch with a height of a hundred feet. Inside the arch, chaotic mist rotates and is colorful. The arch is inlaid with 360 huge hubs, like formation nodes.

The heaven and earth seem to have paved a long, wide and flat mirror road for the existence of the arch, like a calm sea.

He was standing on the road. His face was reflected on the smooth road.

As far as the eye can see, there is endless darkness.

He is like a tiny plankton between heaven and earth.
To be continued...