Cultivation of Immortals: Start with blind thinking

Chapter 136 Enlightenment Mountain

Although the vigorous Qi Jin scattered some clouds, but for Yun Duo, there was not much loss.

The big bird is still flying at a constant speed, and its altitude is getting lower and lower.

At the critical moment, Moxiu fought hard, Yuan Jian's whole body was filled with devilish energy, and his moves opened and closed.

He urged ten success powers, and threw all the magic weapons and talismans on his body above his head.

In the magic cloud, there were constant explosions, and he really broke a third of the cloud.

But the remaining part is still like a huge boulder, pressing him to the bottom of the valley.

The snake group got excited and surrounded him in an instant, and the protective air shield was quickly breached.

Yuan Jian fought hard, although more than ten snakes were killed, but the endless poisonous snakes drowned him in the blink of an eye.

The screams echoed in the valley, and gradually disappeared, and the valley returned to tranquility.

The white bird was also bitten by the poisonous snake, turned into demon energy, and floated up.

The mass of gas twisted in the air, turned into a white bird again, and flew back into the group.

This horrifying scene made everyone on the cliff gasp.

A few people have begun to retreat. Treasures and opportunities are alluring, but life is more important.

They can stay still and wait for the time limit of the jade token to be sent out automatically.

Jin Ziming was worried about the witch, and said via voice transmission:
"Lin Xi, how about it, can you go over?
If you are not sure, just stay here and don't try your best. "

"It's a bit embarrassing for a person. I'll ask You Ji to see if she has confidence."

After a short break, she replied:
"You Ji said, the two of us should be able to go there."

Zheng Maozhi, the team leader, was anxious. In the current situation, if the next person still couldn't get through, the hearts of the people would be scattered.

He pondered for a while, looked at Shen Xinchen, and said:

"Brother Shen, you are powerful, and you are most familiar with small spaces. The second pathfinder is probably none other than you."

Shen Xinchen nodded without saying anything.

As a casual cultivator, all the resources have to be fought for.

In these years, he has been suppressing his cultivation and not making a breakthrough, isn't it just for the re-opening of the "heart" space?
Even if everyone stops here, he will move forward regardless of everything, to fight for that chance.

Shen Xinchen jumped onto the white bird closest to him, and the bird flapped its wings and flew towards the opposite side with him.

Shen Xinchen summoned the ghost-headed sword, he couldn't absorb the magic energy, so he had to attack, trying to break up the magic cloud.

The moment he was covered by the blood-red cloud, he drew his sword.

What he comprehended was strength and lightning mysteries, the saber energy was violent, and the saber was extremely fast.

After swiping the knife several times, he actually cut off a small piece of the magic cloud.

But the mountain-like clouds still kept him and the white bird descending, and everyone couldn't help worrying about him.

Shen Xinchen's moves were switched extremely quickly, and the sword energy and strength penetrated into the magic cloud to break up the blockade of this big "pot".

He fired his sword like lightning, and when he was still a mile and a half away from the opposite cliff, more than [-]% of the clouds had been chopped off by him.

Shen Xinchen was getting closer and closer to the bottom of the valley, above the white bird, he didn't realize it, and just swung his knife fiercely.

Seeing that the berserk saber energy broke through another ten percent of the magic cloud, he was only one mile away from the opposite side.

At this moment, the remaining clouds suddenly stopped pressing down, but slowly floated up and returned to the tumbling clouds above.

Shen Xinchen and the white bird suddenly felt the pressure disappear, the big bird flapped its wings, soared into the sky, and flew to the opposite mountain.

He jumped off the bird's back, smiled and waved to the crowd in the distance.

This successful flight made everyone regain their confidence:

It turned out that only the three miles in the middle were dangerous.

Zheng Maozhi made up his mind and began to figure out who to send next.

Lin Xi stepped forward, stood on the outermost side of the cliff, and said:
"Brother Zheng, let me try."

Zheng Maozhi was overjoyed, Lin Xi came from a sect subordinate to the Black Demon Sect, and she took the initiative to invite Ying, which was a perfect fit.

If even a golden core stage witch can pass, how can the rest of the male cultivators have the nerve to stay here?
He immediately said kindly:

"Junior Sister Lin, good job, this time I go out, I will let the Chilin Demon Sect give you a credit.

Be careful and I wish you the best of luck. "

Lin Xi nodded with a smile, jumped onto the bird's back, and flew forward.

She didn't dare to push her too hard, and after less than a mile away, she released You Ji and asked her to jump on her right shoulder, one person and one beast, and began to accumulate energy.

When the bloody demon cloud descended, Lin Xi used his magic skills to frantically absorb the pure fire attribute magic energy in the cloud.

Three small knives flew out, and the aura of various knives merged with the dark green monster aura emitted by You Ji, and went into the cloud together.

The flying knife shuttled through the clouds, and when the knife energy was about to dry up, the green monster energy exploded, breaking a gap in the magic cloud.

Lin Xi took the opportunity to replenish the demonic energy to Sandao, and You Ji's second round of demonic energy had also been transported in place, and there was another explosion sound in the red cloud.

This time, more than [-]% of the magic cloud was blown up unexpectedly.

Everyone on the cliff was very excited, feeling that Lin Xi was expected to succeed.

Facing the remaining clouds, You Ji swung her right arm, forming a huge cat's paw in the air.

The sharp claws slammed into the magic cloud, and she grabbed a gap, and the three flying knives got into it, and then began to pierce back and forth inside.

One person and one cat, caught in a bitter struggle.

Shiratori kept moving forward, and Lin Xi was getting closer and closer to the bottom of the valley.

Her current height had surpassed Shen Xinchen's lowest position, and Jin Ziming couldn't help but turn pale with shock.

Fortunately, Lin Xi has a fire-type physique, and her skills are correct. Her efficiency in absorbing the red magic energy is much higher than that of Yuan Jian.

The demon girl stabilized her mind and cooperated perfectly with You Ji, making her attacks even sharper.

Just like this, while fighting, he fell, and fell three zhang away, suddenly his body lightened, and he had carried four miles away.

The white bird fluttered its wings and flew high, delivering her safely to the other shore.

Zheng Maozhi and the others cheered, Jin Ziming didn't wait any longer, jumped on a white bird first, and flew out.

When the magic cloud came, he used Qiuyuan to launch the "tide knife technique" and equipped it with seven hundred heavy "thousand layers of waves".

The wolf that evolved from sword energy swept across the blood-colored clouds, and began to attack, divide and erode.

Zhongdantian's "God Grinding Formation" operates at high speed, inhales strong magic energy, mixes it with blue spiritual energy, and repurifies it before storing it.

With the interpretation of the sword technique, he smashed nearly [-]% of the magic cloud.

The heavy clouds made him and the white bird sink quickly, even faster than Lin Xi.

Jin Ziming urged the "thousand layers of waves" to [-], and what was injected into Qiuyuan knife was no longer ordinary spiritual energy, but blue spiritual energy.

The power of the sword increased greatly, and the sound of huge earthquakes and explosions came from time to time in the clouds.

More than [-]% of the magic cloud was split, and he successfully flew out of the four-mile danger zone.

His lowest height was lower than Lin Xi, and the snakes below were excited, but the food that was about to reach their mouths was carried away by the white birds.

The bird flew farther and farther, and finally reached the opposite mountain.

Such a thrilling scene was naturally done by Jin Ziming on purpose.

He is still used to paralyzing others, hoping to be regarded as an ordinary Golden Core cultivator.

It had become his habit to beat others when they looked down upon him.

Lin Xi came up to meet him and held his hand with a charming smile.

The remaining seven people on the opposite cliff were completely activated.

Not only the Golden Core Witch has passed, but even the Golden Core mid-stage with the lowest cultivation can successfully fly across, there is no reason why they can't.

But the good luck seemed to be used up by the first three people. Then, a Jindan Dzogchen and a Nascent Soul Daoist fell one after another.

Only then did everyone realize that the demon cloud could not help suppressing the physical body, and the Nascent Soul that had escaped from the brain was also suppressed, sharing food for the snakes.

Wang Zhiyao and a strong man in the early stage of Nascent Soul passed through smoothly, and soon two more monks died.

Zheng Maozhi, who was leading the battle, flew over alone.

Seeing that the Nascent Soul cultivator encountered accidents one after another, everyone didn't understand that the middle-stage Jindan had excellent acting skills and wanted to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger.

How can this come here by luck?It is clear that the combat power far exceeds that of the same realm.

Seeing this, Jin Ziming felt a little depressed.

Shen Xinchen is very open-minded. With his natural sensitivity to danger and opportunity, he realized that it is necessary to improve his relationship with this little Xiu.

He stepped forward, patted Jin Ziming on the shoulder, and said:
"Brother Yaodao, it's amazing that you have such strength in the middle stage of Jindan.

My brother offended you before, please return Haihan.

We don't know each other, so let's just let go of all the unhappiness, how about it? "

Jin Ziming admired this hearty man, so he smiled and replied:
"Brother Shen, I have long forgotten what happened before, and it's nothing.

We brothers will move around more in the future and take care of each other. "

"it is good".

The two shook hands and made peace, and smiled at each other.

Another five monks were lost in the second pass, and now only six remain.

Everyone was a little sad, but thinking that there would be a reward soon, they couldn't help but feel a little bit of anticipation.

But to their disappointment, they didn't see any treasures when they walked all the way down the mountain.

Continue to advance for more than [-] miles, and there is a big mountain in front of you, and a staircase made of rocks leads from the bottom of the mountain to the peak.

When everyone came to the foot of the mountain, they saw three large blood-red characters written on the yellow rock:
"Enlightenment Mountain".

The six people felt relieved immediately, the long-awaited reward was here.

Zheng Maozhi took the lead and climbed up the steps. The others followed closely because they were afraid of falling behind.

As soon as he stepped on the steps, a red devilish energy rose from his feet.

Its richness surpassed the magic cloud of the second level.

The higher the climb, the stronger the suppression and erosion of the body and soul by the demonic energy, and gradually some people began to pant.

The trolls lived up to everyone's high expectations, not only the demon cultivators can absorb pure magic energy to nourish themselves and improve their cultivation when climbing mountains.

Once the five-hundredth step is crossed, even more sublime benefits arise.

Each step is integrated into a fragment of Da Chu's perception of a certain power, esoteric meaning, and even acquired laws.

The content of each fragment is not coherent, and there is no regularity in the level of levels.

It's like a troll writing his own understanding on countless sheets of paper.

Then tear them up, mix them together, and place them randomly on different steps.

Even if you climb to the top of the mountain, you may not be able to piece together a mystery by integrating the fragments.

Everyone has different expressions, some are happy, some are confused, and some are in pain.

The time to stay on each step is also different, and most of them give up when encountering morals that do not match their own exercises.

Conserve your strength, continue to climb, and find your own true meaning.

(End of this chapter)