Peerless Headmaster

Chapter 895
"This place is weird. I can't reach the end if I walk like this. Maybe I need a special method to get up." Ning Heng thought in his heart, with a thoughtful look on his face.

Suddenly, Ning Heng seemed to think of something, and the four miraculous powers in his body began to operate separately.

Under the operation of the four miraculous arts, the Qiankun Good Fortune Jue, the Three Divine Transformation Yuan Jue, the Expanse Sea Laughing at Heaven Art, and the Eternal Immortality Jue, the aura in Ning Heng's body circulated endlessly, and majestic spiritual energy was about to rush out of Ning Heng's body.

The stone steps under Ning Heng's feet began to crumble, and Ning Heng fell down.

Fortunately, Ning Heng was able to fly in the air at this moment, stabilized his figure, and flew directly towards the palace above.

The palace, which was always out of reach, is getting closer in front of Ning Heng's eyes.

A thousand feet, a hundred feet, ten feet, one foot...

With the last ten feet away, Ning Heng was about to set foot on the ancient temple.

But at this moment, a huge force suddenly came from the ancient temple, and it bombarded Ning Heng all at once.

Ning Heng was caught off guard, as if he had been hit hard, his body fell limply.

The hard work of climbing for so long and flying for so long was suddenly in vain.

Pfft!
Ning Heng fell back to the ground. Although the fall didn't hurt very much, but he was about to step on the ancient temple, but at this moment, he fell short. This feeling made Ning Heng extremely uncomfortable, and his face was as ugly as possible.

"Why do you reject me? It's only one step away!" Ning Heng roared unwillingly.

It is estimated that an individual would be very unwilling to be in the situation of Ning Heng. The joy of being about to succeed is ruthlessly defeated in a blink of an eye.

Ning Heng is no exception. After all, he is also a human being with various emotions.

A series of stone steps appeared before Ning Heng's eyes again, connecting to the ancient palace above. These reappeared stone steps seemed to make Ning Heng walk again.

Ning Heng gritted his teeth. After walking for so long, he couldn't touch the ancient palace. Do he have to do it again?

Although a little annoyed, Ning Heng quickly calmed down.

"Climb it again, climb it again!" Ning Heng said secretly in his heart, rushed up the stone steps again, and went up with all his strength.

But this time, the stone steps didn't seem to be endless as before, and Ning Heng could clearly feel that the distance between himself and the ancient temple above was getting closer.

It means that this time the stone steps are not as endless as before, and I can walk to the ancient temple.

Realizing this, Ning Heng was overjoyed and quickened his pace, almost going up three steps at a time.

There is no Royal Sky Flight, because in Ning Heng's view, the existence of stone steps is for him to walk the stone steps. If there are no stone steps, Royal Sky Flight may be needed.

In the case of stone steps, if he chooses the shortcut method of flying in the sky, he may not be able to reach the ancient temple even more.

Although it is slow to walk step by step, this kind of progress visible to the naked eye and the feeling of being down-to-earth actually feel pretty good.

After walking for more than two hours, Ning Heng stood in front of the ancient hall without blushing or panting. He was only short of the last few stone steps before he could set foot on the ancient temple.

Success was just around the corner, but Ning Heng felt a little apprehensive.

He was worried that he would be directly shaken out by the power in this ancient temple like before, causing him to fall short again.

"It doesn't matter! This time, we have to go up no matter what!" Ning Heng secretly made up his mind, stepped over the stone steps one after another, and set foot on the ancient temple.

But the next moment, Ning Heng's worry finally happened.

The familiar force gushed out from the ancient temple again, Ning Heng was once again sent flying out, and fell down.

Pfft!
Ning Heng fell back to the ground again, and the four hours of climbing were wasted again.

Now Ning Hengke really wanted to cry but couldn't cry, the whole person was very bad.

"Are you making fun of me?" Ning Heng laughed bitterly at himself, his face full of helplessness.

Although he was very annoyed, this time Ning Heng was more helpless, and even felt that such a result was normal.

Without complaining too much or cursing, Ning Heng patted his clothes and stood up again. He glanced at the long stone steps and the ancient temple above, took a deep breath, and started climbing again.

After another four long hours, Ning Heng felt a little numb, and even enjoyed it a little bit.

Before coming to the ancient temple again, facing the closed gate of the ancient temple, Ning Heng was very calm and took the last step very naturally.

The next moment, his figure flew up, and Ning Heng was thrown down again.

"I knew it." The moment he fell, Ning Heng said to himself in his heart.

Repeated climbing, repeated falls, repeated, again and again.

Ning Heng himself didn't know how many times he had climbed, he just felt that he had stayed in this place for a long, long time, doing repetitive things all the time.

Of course, Ning Heng couldn't feel the passage of time in the outside world. Although it felt like a long time had passed, it seemed like an instant.

Finally, when No. 90 was knocked down by the ancient palace nine times, Ning Heng heard an illusory voice from Mi Wujian.

"In ancient times, there was an idiot who made great wishes for the world and walked 13 miles to find the ancient sacred mountain. After countless disasters and nine deaths, he finally saw a corner of the sacred mountain."

"In ancient times, there was a madman who condensed his martial spirit, embraced the arrogance of the five directions, challenged countless heroes, and was defeated and defeated repeatedly. Although he died several times but never bowed his head, he became the strongest and invincible in the world!"

"There was a strange person in ancient times, peerless, who entered the pinnacle of martial arts with peerless aptitude, but was willing to give up the present life, bear the fate of the world, bear the future of all living beings, suppress the worst evil through the ages with one person's power, and die a hundred times without regret!"

"How do you compare to these three?"

The last voice seemed to be questioning Ning Heng, with majesty, expectation, and a little bit of complexity.

Ning Heng was in a daze, and he heard a little helplessness from this voice.

Ning Heng naturally admired the three ancients mentioned in this voice. Although it was only a few words, it made Ning Heng feel a sense of boundless pride rushing towards his face, as if there were three peerless people in front of him. figure.

"The younger generation is far inferior." Ning Heng said.

"Then there is a person who looks down on his peers, has an invincible body, holds a unparalleled sword, and defeats all the strongest in the world. What if you compare him?"

Ning Heng was silent, he vaguely figured out who this person was.

"It's still not as good." Ning Heng replied, his voice seemed a little lonely and unwilling.

"Heh, you are not as good as those three ancient heroes, and you are not as good as the invincible Tianjiao of your generation, but how can you carry on the hope of all living beings?"

Second update today!
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