The white-bearded old man nodded, and then his spirit was shocked, and said: "What Daoyou said is that I am also very aware of this, I have just had some experience in this area recently, I see that Daoyou has just dared to break into this ladder with the cultivation of the fourth layer of Jindan, and this time I have to try it again." ”

After finishing speaking, the lifeless temperament on the old man's body gradually disappeared, and his own momentum became more and more vigorous, at this time Qingyang saw that the old man's cultivation was much higher than his own, and it turned out to be the peak of the seventh layer of Jindan.

As if seeing Qingyang's doubts, the white-bearded old man's face turned red, and said: "The first time I climbed the ladder, I was only a cultivator in the middle of Jindan, and then I lost several times in a row and failed, so I had a demon, and when the cultivation broke through the seventh layer of Jindan, I tried to reach the top again, but because of the influence of the demon, I failed, and then I didn't dare to try again." From then to now, there have been seventy or eighty years, and I didn't expect that I would be delayed here for so long, if I didn't try again, I would probably die in this ladder for the rest of my life. ”

Qingyang can understand the other party's mood, because of the ladder, it has caused him to be unable to go up and down now, trapped in this last cave, continuing to go up temporarily will not work, and there is no way out for him to retreat, although he has taken a step back and opened the sky, but this ladder has become his obsession, even if he retreats now, his life will be completely over.

Fortunately, now that the white-bearded old man has figured it out, he is ready to try again, and when Qingyang rests when he returns, the two can be companions. In fact, Qingyang is not sure about the smooth ascent to the top, for fear of failure halfway, if there is a person to encourage each other, maybe the success rate will be higher.

After Qingyang chatted with the old man for a few words, he began to close his eyes and recuperate to recover his strength, this time Qingyang did not rush to set off, but rested in the cave for three full days, not only the physical strength, true yuan, and divine thoughts were all recovered, but all aspects of the state were adjusted to the best.

The difficulty of the last section of this ladder is no less than a life-and-death battle for Qingyang, needless to say if it succeeds, if it fails, it will definitely be impossible to leave the fallen ghost abyss in a short time, if you also want to have a demon like this white-bearded old man, I am afraid that you will be trapped here for a lifetime, so Qingyang does not dare to have the slightest luck, and must be fully prepared before to strive for a success.

Three days later, Qingyang and the white-bearded old man came to the edge of the cave together, the huge suction force in the depths of the Fallen Ghost Abyss was almost extremely strong, even if they were just standing on the edge of the cave, they felt that there were countless tentacles pulling them outside, and if they were not careful, they would be dragged down the abyss.

After a little hesitation, the white-bearded old man groped his way up to the iron chain outside the cave, he was afraid that he would retreat halfway, so he planned to be the first to go up, so that Qingyang would block behind him, so that there was no way to retreat, and it was completely a posture of becoming a benevolent if he did not succeed.

Qingyang stood behind, he could see the fear in the old man's heart, and he could also see the old man's persistence when he was cornered, and he climbed up carefully while fighting against the demons. The white-bearded old man's cultivation is much higher than Qingyang's, and he has accumulated a lot of experience over the years, the only thing he is afraid of is the inner demon, as long as he can defeat the inner demon, it is easier to climb the ladder than Qingyang.

A quarter of an hour later, the old man climbed up a distance of about ten zhang, seemed to be a little tired, the old man held the chain and rested for a while, and then slowly climbed up, Qingyang saw that the distance was almost there, and took out a pot of spirit wine from the drunken fairy gourd and puffed it in his mouth, and also climbed on the chain.

Qingyang looked down and looked down, his arms were weak and almost slipped off the chain, the depth of more than nine thousand zhang, just a casual glance down, it can make people dizzy and their legs weak, at this height, the suction power of the fallen ghost abyss is so great that all the methods of the monk can hardly be used, and he completely relies on his own physical strength and perseverance to persist.

The suction at the bottom of the Fallen Ghost Abyss is countless times greater than below, all the power is acting on Qingyang's body, he can't bear it with his arms alone, he must use his hands and feet at the same time, and even his body must be tightly attached to the iron chain in order to keep it from falling.

From a distance, it was like two snails crawling on top of a thin iron chain, and there was hardly much effect, but overall, the two were still slowly moving upward. In the first half, the speed of the white-bearded old man was faster than that of Qingyang, and the distance of more than ten zhang gradually stretched to twenty zhang, but in the second half, the speed of the old man became slower and slower.

When he reached a distance of only twenty zhang from the top, Qingyang had gradually caught up with the white-bearded old man, the other party's situation was very bad, tightly wrapped around the chain and didn't know what to do, his face was pale, cold sweat kept bursting out, and he seemed to be doing a difficult psychological struggle.

Qingyang's situation is not much better, the suction power of this section is greater than below I don't know how many times, he can hold on to this point, it is completely by virtue of his strength, if he can give up, Qingyang really wants to let go of his arms directly, and just fall into the abyss, it doesn't matter if his body is broken, but he knows that he can't do this, so he can only support it until now.

The mouthful of spiritual wine in his mouth had already been used up, and now he couldn't free his hands, and his divine thoughts didn't dare to use it casually, at this time, if he took out a random thing, he would instantly inhale it into the Fallen Ghost Abyss. Unable to replenish the spirit wine, Qingyang's state will only get worse and worse, but it is better than the white-bearded old man, although he is not as good as the other party in terms of body, there is no problem in terms of mood.

Qingyang waited below for two quarters of an hour, seeing that he was almost recovered, the white-bearded old man still didn't move, and if he continued like this, he would be delayed, Qingyang had no choice but to say loudly: "Fellow Daoist, you have been staying here for half an hour, you can't wait any longer." ”

The white-bearded old man seemed to be trembling all over, and said, "I can't hold on, it seems that I am destined to stay in the Fallen Ghost Abyss in this life, Daoyou, I plan to give up." ”

Qingyang said: "Don't you feel a little lost? This place is only twenty zhang away from the top of the Fallen Demon Abyss, don't you even have the courage to defeat these last twenty zhang? ”

The white-bearded old man sighed and didn't speak, it's not that he doesn't want to go up, it's that the demons in his heart are too powerful, and the little courage he finally mustered up has been consumed.