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The first thousand two hundred and fifty-nine chapters set foot on the ladder

Yang Ming nodded, sent the spirit star out of Xuantian Peak, and then returned to Xuantian Hall.

Although he has been accepted as a disciple by Senior Sister Qingye Shenjun, but if he wants to pass on the Taoism, he will obviously have to wait until the ladder to ascend to heaven ends in three days before he can pass it on.

Yang Ming has now mastered many laws of the stars. Although he does not have to worry about being overwhelmed by too many skills, Yang Ming also knows that he can bite off more than he can chew.

What he needs to do now is to combine star magic with star way to develop a powerful offensive move similar to the Great Dao Divine Fist.

It's just that now he has no clue. Even if he wants to work on it, he doesn't have a clue.

The basic boxing technique can be integrated with the golden vortex, largely because of the inclusiveness of the basic boxing technique, and Yang Ming has already practiced it to its peak, reaching the state of Taoism through boxing.

But it is not an easy task to integrate god-level star arts such as Tianbao Sword Sutra and golden vortex.

Yang Ming stayed in seclusion for three days, and before he knew it, it was time for him to ascend the ladder to heaven.

On this day, Lingxing came to Xuantian Peak early. She shined the jade talisman on the barrier and opened an entrance. She came to Xuantian Temple with familiarity. She saw Yang Ming before she was summoned.

Yang Mingzheng walked out.

"Junior Brother Yang Ming came just in time." Lingxing saw that his spirit didn't seem to be very satisfactory, and he couldn't help but feel worried in his heart.

Yang Ming smiled calmly and said: "Senior Sister Lingxing is also very timely."

Lingxing chuckled and led Yang Ming towards the outside of Xuantian Peak. The two turned into light and flew through the mountains and island chains, appearing and disappearing in the white mist and clouds.

Without turning around, the two of them arrived in front of a towering staircase.

The five Qingye Shenjun were already waiting here, along with many inner and outer disciples of Qingxuan Palace, each arrayed on the side, looking at Yang Ming curiously.

"This person is Yang Ming? I don't see anything strange about him. He can directly become the direct disciple of Lord Qingxuan."

"Haha, what do you know? Junior Brother Yang Ming was the one who single-handedly defeated thousands of stars in the star field competition back then. If he can't become a direct disciple, then there will be a problem."

"You all keep your voices down, Master and all the uncles are up there!"

There was a lot of discussion among the crowd. When Qingye Shenjun saw Yang Ming coming, he coughed dryly and signaled everyone to keep quiet.

"Today is the day when Junior Nephew Yang Ming ascends the ladder to heaven. Anyone can watch it, but they are not allowed to make any noise. Anyone who disobeys the order will be punished."

As soon as Qingye Shenjun opened his mouth, everyone suddenly became quiet. Everyone lowered their heads, as docile as sheep.

"Yang Ming, this ladder is the best test to measure the overall strength of a star refiner. How many steps you can reach depends on your own strength."

Yang Ming, who was dressed in a black robe, stood out among the female cultivators. He cupped his hands and said to Lord Qingye: "Don't worry Lord Lord, Yang Ming has already known about it."

Lord Qingye nodded and said: "In that case, you can start climbing the ladder to heaven."

Yang Ming responded and took the first step on the ladder to heaven under the attention of everyone.

"Buzz!" There was a vibration on the ladder, and a huge pressure suddenly came from the air, pressing down on Yang Ming's body, as if his shoulders were instantly strengthened by a huge amount of force.
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