Chapter 900 (1/2)

On the steps of the altar, and on the seventh highest step, the three men all took out their theoretical condensation and established themselves one after another.

After that, the three recited their own content, and after a long time, they began to walk towards the eighth step.

On the eighth step, Yu Linglong smiles, bows slightly to Tang Shiyun and Zhang Jinghong, and then sits down.

Her expression is somewhat complicated, there are complacency and loss, there are gratification and regret!

She was two steps away from the altar, but she couldn't get up there.

However, being able to stand above the eighth level, she has been able to give a good account of herself.

As for the saints, it depends on how the last two men are!

With a slight sigh in her heart, she began to recite the contents of the bamboo slips and fully revealed her truth to heaven and earth.

At this point, her task should be this, not to focus on others.

If she hasn't finished telling her truth when she is going to be sainted, she will suffer.

However, the people under the steps raised their hearts to their voices.

The rest of us have settled down. They just care about who the end result is.

However, the people on both sides of Tang Shiyun and Zhang Jinghong had their palms clenched tightly, cheering for them secretly.

At this time, the top of the mountain is solemn.

At this moment, other people dare not speak out, for fear of disturbing the two people who are climbing the altar. At the same time, they are also afraid that their actions will arouse the antipathy of heaven and earth and cause great consequences to the people on the steps.

However, in their hearts, they began to shout for their supporters.

However, she was sentimental, with a mysterious smile on her face, looking at the two people on the steps without talking.

At this time, the two people standing on the eighth step did not look at each other, but quickly read the contents of their hands, and slowly climbed to the ninth step.

The two figures are very firm, the pace is relatively stable.

Even on the ninth step, they did not shake when they stood up.

Their expressions, however, are more focused, immersed in their own truth, and there is nothing else around them.

But the people under the stage are more nervous.

The last step!

The chance to be a saint is just around the corner. This is a big difference!

Mingzhu and Mingxiu are full of red faces and eager in their eyes. Although they don't make a sound, their hearts are all shouting: mother, come on! It's the last step! This is the last step of your life!

Let alone other people, even the brothers and sisters of the family, have been nervous. They are also secretly encouraging and praying for the rhyme of Tang poetry.

The same is true of Zhang Jinghong.

There was also a group of people, clenching their fists and staring at each other, praying in the dark.

However, Tang Shiyun and Zhang Jinghong, standing on the ninth step, can be a full three days.

For three days there was no shaking and no step forward.

Obviously, it was one step short, but neither of them could move that step.