Although he said it with a smile, he was sighing in his heart. It was obvious from the audition battlefield that this was a road to death, but even so, it still drove countless people crazy, and they all firmly believed that they could reach the top.
If it was that simple, how could so many people not go? And not going means death!
Lu Zhishen was still waiting for Feng Qingyang above. His big bald head actually emitted a faint light in the night sky. Feng Qingyang was curious, but his hands did not stop. He pushed his feet and went up another meter.
"well… "
A sigh seemed to be heard in the endless void, but this sigh seemed to be full of contempt and indifference towards life. Those who climbed were not without life, because they would eventually be dead, and even their souls would not be left behind.
And all this is just to win the game, win the city lord's husband, and win the beauty.
"Is all this worth it?" Feng Qingyang asked himself while climbing. When this slight change appeared, it was destined that Feng Qingyang would not be able to reach the top so easily.
He remembered how Zhu Xuezhu blocked the fatal blow for him at the Ghost Market that night. He remembered how Zhu Xuezhu fell in his arms, covered in blood, with her snow-white clothes soaked in blood.
That touch of red seemed particularly alluring, making his black hair turn blood red. It is said that one's black hair can turn white overnight, but his hair turned red, as red as blood. How much hatred must it have to turn into this
At the foot of Tiandu Peak, there were also countless people who failed to climb up. They were either the timid or cautious disciples from the major sects, or some independent cultivators with slightly weaker cultivation bases.
Looking at the people climbing up the mountainside, they were like ants. It was such a ridiculous joke that ants dreamed of flying to the sky.
"Boy, what is yours will always be yours, and what you have to face, you still can't escape. Since you can't escape, why don't you face it bravely?"
At the foot of the mountain, there was a slovenly old man sitting under the shade of a tree. Although it was dark, he could still see the situation above clearly. He was none other than the omniscient old man Hou.
No one could see his level of cultivation clearly; it seemed that no matter where he went, he was always in the early stages of foundation building.
A light flashed in his eyes, and without anyone noticing, it turned into a wisp of green smoke and merged into the darkness.
"Brother Lu? Why do you want to climb the Tiandu Peak, a place where there is death and no life?" Feng Qingyang was silent for a long time, and finally asked in the dark night.
One word caused a thousand waves, and the people who were originally whispering suddenly quieted down. Although they were not at the same distance, they were all on the cliff of Tiandu Peak. It seemed that even though they were very far away, the voices could still be heard clearly.
They were silent, as if Feng Qingyang's words touched their hearts, so they looked up at Feng Qingyang and Lu Zhishen at the same time, waiting for their answers, perhaps - that could answer their doubts.
Hearing this, Lu Zhishen was distracted for a moment, and the thing in his hand almost fell. The man who originally looked stupid seemed to become smart in an instant.
He wanted to reach out and touch his bald head, but he couldn't do it with his hands. If he did, he would die!
Looking back at Feng Qingyang, he saw that he was looking at him intently. His bright eyes were like a star in the dark night, illuminating his heart.
"Why? Why?" he said to himself.
After a moment, he said loudly: "I am not doing this for the city lord's thousand pounds, nor for the so-called prince consort. I just want to challenge myself and break through myself..." After saying this, he stopped talking.
His words spread throughout Tiandu Peak, instantly making the silent people even more silent.
Feng Qingyang was even more shocked. He stared at Lu Zhishen blankly and saw that his eyes were pure without any hint of impurity.
"He's just a man of true character." He sighed. When he saw countless people die and their souls return to the world without knowing it, a crack finally appeared in his numb heart.
Why is the world of cultivation so bloody and cruel? Why is there so much fighting? Why is there a division between the righteous and evil paths
What is good? What is evil
Killing demons and monsters is righteousness? Killing people without hesitation is evil.
"Then am I a demon?" Feng Qingyang suddenly fell into deep thought.
On this Tiandu Peak, everyone fell silent, and their hearts that had originally been chasing after fame and fortune instantly cooled.
Lu Zhishen's words deeply struck everyone's soft hearts; even the Crown Prince of the Heavenly Demon Sect and Lu Xun fell into silence.
The entire Tiandu Peak, including the disciples below who did not climb, fell into silence.
Why? Why are you participating in this contest? Is it worth it? Are you willing to gamble your life just for this imaginary fame and fortune
"City Lord, I want to withdraw from the competition and will not participate anymore!" A disciple on the cliff suddenly began to shout loudly.
Phew~
When he heard his loud shout, a white cloud appeared out of nowhere in the sky, covered him, and then sent him back to the foot of the mountain.
That’s right, in the preliminary round of climbing Tiandu Peak, if you give up, you will not die. On the contrary, you will be protected. But if you do not give up and something unexpected happens during the race, you will die.
The people on the mountainside were shocked. When they saw someone leaving safely, most of them were shaken. They looked at Lu Xun and others crawling in front of them with unwilling eyes, and finally sighed deeply and chose to give up.
All of a sudden, the entire cliff was filled with sounds of people giving up, and the original thousands of contestants were reduced to only a few dozen!
Dozens!
What concept? Just because of Feng Qingyang's question, it caused such a big reaction, which was unimaginable to anyone.
The only people left on the cliff were a group of people in the middle stage of foundation building, and they were all climbing hard above Feng Qingyang.
Some of them are disciples of the sect, and some are independent cultivators. They are unwilling to give up like the group of disciples below, because if they win, they will reach the sky in one step. In order to reach that day, it is worth it even if they risk their lives!
"Then why am I participating in the competition? For revenge?" Feng Qingyang asked himself. It was undeniable that his original intention of participating in the competition was just to take advantage of the power of Guiyuan City.
But when he met Qian Duoduo, his heart was quietly changing.
She was a simple woman, a willful but not innocent woman, but she was also an innocent woman.
Feng Qingyang's eyes gradually became blurred, and two women appeared in his mind. One of them was Zhu Xuezhu. When he thought of Zhu Xuezhu, he felt as if she was right beside him, looking at him with concern.
But when he thought of Qian Duoduo, a heroic young girl appeared in his eyes. Although Feng Qingyang had never had any relationship with her, she was innocent.
It was because Feng Qingyang wanted to use the power of Guiyuan City to get involved in his plan.
"Is it worth it? Am I worth it?" Feng Qingyang began to roar in his heart. Finally, a strong energy burst out from his body, and a hurricane appeared out of nowhere in the dark night.
"It's worth it! It's worth it! For Xiaozhu, I would rather betray the whole world!"