When she appeared in the sight of those people in red, the eyes of those monks fell on her one by one and looked at her. Most of the monks here were accompanied by some people. After all, even those who were very confident would not come to a place like this alone. However, here they saw such a young man in red appearing here alone.
The most important thing is that this person is so young, and his appearance and demeanor are so extraordinary.
Fengjiu ignored the gazes of those people falling on her, and stared at the big hole in front of her. She walked forward to the edge and saw that there was really no water in it. She couldn't help but blinked.
“Young man, are you here to ascend the Immortal Staircase as well?” An old man came out and asked, his eyes falling on Fengjiu.
“Yeah.” Feng Jiu nodded slightly and said, “I heard that very few people can climb up the Immortal Staircase, so I thought of coming to see the excitement.”
After hearing this, the people around him were relieved. That's right, he came here to watch the fun, which was fine. But if he came here to try to climb the ladder to immortality, he was not qualified with his age and strength.
“It is said that only one who has the strength of an Immortal Emperor can climb this ladder to immortality.” The old man stroked his beard and looked up at the sky.
Hearing this, Feng Jiu glanced at him and asked, "With your Immortal Venerable level, do you want to go up and give it a try?"
The old man was startled when he heard this, then he smiled. He didn't expect that when he called him "young friend", the young man would call him "old friend" in return. He stroked his beard and smiled, "Of course I want to give it a try."
"Although only Immortal Emperors can ascend the Immortal Staircase, isn't the path of cultivating immortals also a struggle with the heavens? Rumor has it that a hundred years ago, a cultivator with the strength of an Immortal Venerable broke through and advanced halfway up this Immortal Staircase, thus ascending the Heavenly Ladder. The cultivators waiting here naturally also want to compete with the heavens."
"When will this ladder to immortality appear?"
She glanced around and saw about a hundred monks, each sitting in a different place. Some were practicing cross-legged, some were resting with their eyes closed, and some were paying vigilant attention to their surroundings.
"It should be soon," the old man said slowly, and suddenly asked, "Are you alone, young friend?"
Feng Jiu smiled and said, "One person is enough."
“Hahaha, my friend, you are very confident.” He paused and looked at Fengjiu meaningfully: “You are very capable.” Being able to come here by yourself, it takes a lot of skill.
Feng Jiu smiled slightly: "It was just luck."
"Since you are alone, why don't you come and sit in my family's team!" The old man turned slightly and pointed to a place at the back where a dozen monks were sitting.
Fengjiu took a look, thought about it, and nodded: "Okay." Then she walked towards that place with the old man.
When the people of the old man's family saw that the young man was walking synchronously with their ancestor so freely and calmly, they couldn't help but feel a little startled, surprised that their ancestor would actually treat this young man differently. After looking at the young man carefully, they couldn't help but secretly praise him: What a handsome young man.
The young man was dressed in red, with a handsome face like a god, and an outstanding demeanor that revealed a sense of dignity. Although his strength was not that great, his appearance and demeanor were enough to make people look at him differently.