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Chapter 139 What a Big Eagle! [Ask for a monthly pass! 】

"What's so difficult about ascending to the sky?"

Cao Xin went down to Deqi Mountain, shuttled through the forest, and arrived at the foot of the 'Songhui Peak' two days later.

Looking up to the sky, the trees cover it, the clouds and mist surround it, and it is impossible to see the condition of the cliff at all.

But Cao Xin had seen it at Luoyan Peak two days ago. The cliffs of Qishan Mountain are different from those of normal mountaineering and rock climbing. Focus.

Unless it sucks to the wall like a gecko.

Or there can be a precious knife that cuts iron like mud, which can be inserted into the rock wall to borrow strength.

Otherwise, no matter how high the martial arts are, no matter how good the lightness kung fu is, it will be useless.

Even if you learn the 'Gecko Swimming Wall Skill', even if you have a sword that cuts iron like mud, it's useless, it's still a dream.

The cliffs are exposed, and the strong wind blows, bringing cold air, which requires more strength and internal strength to resist.

Even a grandmaster doesn't have enough internal energy to consume like this.

No matter how you are a master, how long can you hold on to the rock wall?

One quarter of an hour?

Two quarters of an hour?
What about half an hour?
This is still the case intermittently.

If you encounter a large section of smooth rock wall, how far and how high can you jump?

A few feet?

tens of feet?
What about tens of feet?

Impossible, beyond human reach.

time.

distance.

It's all problems.

What's more, after climbing to the middle of the mountain, and clinging to the smooth rock wall with a height of hundreds of feet or hundreds of feet, the strong wind will blow, and if there is a slight error, he will fall down and be smashed to pieces.

Too much pressure and too little room for error.

That’s right, Duan Chong said——

Climb pine and juniper peaks.

Difficult to climb to the sky.

But this is for normal people, including grand masters and grand masters.

And for Cao Xin——

"I have the 'primitive fairyland' and the 'portable space'. The fault tolerance rate has been greatly improved, and the difficulty has been reduced like a catastrophe."

The two biggest difficulties in climbing Songhui Peak——

One is that it takes too long, which will lead to problems such as insufficient internal strength, insufficient endurance, and unsustainable energy.

The second is the difficulty, there is no point of focus, and the master who is good at lightness kung fu will also be caught blind.

However, Cao Xin has the "primitive fairyland", which can avoid the first problem extremely well.

Once sleepy, tired, cold, hungry, go back to the 'Original Fairyland' to rest and supplement.It is equivalent to taking a halftime break at any time. You don't have to climb to the top in one breath, you don't have to look at your face to find a protruding rock in the cliff where you can barely rest for a while, and you have to endure the cold and strong wind.

At the same time, his "portable space" can be picked up and put down with a hammer and chisel, which can cut a hole in the rock wall and drive into a wooden pile for force and borrowing.

Most people dare not do this.

Such a big movement on the cliff is courting death, and one mistake can never be undone.

They can't carry too many stakes.

Cao Xin can carry it with him.

And he also has the "primitive fairyland". Once an accident occurs, once he stumbles, he immediately enters the "primitive fairyland", adjusts his body shape, takes out the rope, and the moment he comes out, he has quick eyes and quick hands, wraps the rope around the rock wall and wooden posts, and he can get back on track .

With Cao Xin's martial arts, it is not difficult to do this.

That's why he had to chisel into the stakes instead of simply chiseling small holes that would accommodate his hands and feet.

It's just a pit, but it can't be fault-tolerant.

However, the stakes are not too difficult, they are all equally easy for Cao Xin.

all in all.

In the eyes of ordinary people, all the difficulties of climbing Songhui Peak can be solved in front of Cao Xin, who has the "primitive fairyland" and "portable space", and is vulnerable.

"Then let's get started!"

Cao Xin threw himself and began to climb.

……

Songhui Peak is 4000 feet high, about [-] meters.

This is the straight-line distance from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain.

In the actual climbing process, the bumps and slopes will further increase this number.

According to preliminary estimates, taking into account factors such as protrusions, slopes, and detours, Cao Xin may actually have to climb 5000 meters, 6000 meters, or even more.

Then knock a wooden stake at an average of 1 meters, and the average time for each wooden stake is 6000 minute. Calculated at [-] meters, it is [-] minutes, [-] hours, and a little over two days.

It's sleepless.

Count down.

Count accidents.

The time must be doubled at least again. Without six or seven days of effort, don't even think about reaching the top.

"Idle is idle."

Cao Xin is not afraid of difficulties.

Judging from the current situation of Qishan obtained from Duan Chong's inquiry, the Demon Sect "holds the emperor to order the princes", as long as the masters of various sects and sects in the "Thinking Over the Cliff" cannot escape, the Demon Sect controls their life and death With great power, this situation will not be broken in a day.

In a short period of time, is there any hope for the masters of the righteous way to break through the long sky plank road and enter the cliff of thinking?

Duan Chong said: Infatuated dreaming!
therefore.

Cao Xin has plenty of time.

……

Bang bang bang!
Clang clang!
Silent cliff, Cao Xin chiseled the mountain.

Step by step solid upward.

After Zheng'er Bajing began to climb, Cao Xin realized that it was impossible for humans to accomplish.

The rock walls in large sections are as smooth as if cut by a knife.

There are often large rocks that bulge and protrude. The bottom side of this bulging rock wall is almost parallel to the ground. Cao Xin wants to go there, but he can't do it with a hammer and a chisel.

This round.

Far away again.

In this way, keep climbing, rest and adjust with the help of the 'primitive fairyland'.

Two days passed in a flash.

Cao Xin could no longer go up to the sky or down to the ground.

Looking up to the sky, it is full of clouds and mist.

Looking at the bottom of the cliff, there are also clouds and mist.

At this stage, for super-class masters and grandmasters, it is already a dilemma.

Continue to go up, lack of energy.

Going back the same way is even more dangerous.

Oh!
wrong!

They can't get here at all, and they don't even have a dilemma.

However, Cao Xin also had a tendency to be in a dilemma at this time. He still underestimated the difficulty of climbing Songhui Peak.

Six or seven days?
Far from enough!

I'm afraid I have to turn up again when it takes time!

Fortunately, he has the original fairyland, otherwise eating and drinking would be troublesome.

"fair enough."

"The more difficult it is to climb Songhui Peak, the less prepared the Demon Cult will be in this regard, and the easier it will be for me to enter Siguo Cliff."

Thinking about it from another angle, this is a good thing!
As soon as Cao Xin thought of arriving at the 'Thinking Cliff', he saw a group of masters from all major factions who were powerless, taking whatever they wanted, and he became excited and full of energy.

continue!

continue!

The revolution has not yet succeeded, comrades need to work hard!

……

in this way.

Two more days.

Cao Xin no longer knew where he was and what height he was, how far he was from the top of the cliff, and how high he was from the ground.

He has only one belief——

Climb to the top!

Climb to the top!

Climb to the top!

Whoohoo!
The strong wind blowing in the mountains made Cao Xin's cheeks hurt.

He clung to the cliff, his feet clamped up and down a wooden stake, stabilizing his body and resisting the strong wind.Both hands can't rest, the left hand holds the chisel, and the right hand holds the hammer, digging vigorously.

A hammer!
Two hammers!

Sledgehammer!

Little Hammer!

Macho piling!

Cao Xin chiseled dozens of times quickly to get a hole, and then took out a forearm-long wooden stake from the portable space, one end was small and the other end was large in the middle, and hammered into it with two hammers on the side of the small head.

After that, Cao Xin put away the hammer, grabbed the wooden stake with a force, turned over, went up another step, and climbed two meters again.

Then repeat the process.

Cao Xin has been repeating for four days.

But this day is different.

In addition to the strong wind as usual, there was also a drizzle in the sky, which made it more difficult for him to climb.

More even——

uh~
uh~
There were also sharp calls of birds of prey from the mountains.

Turning his head and looking around, in the hazy mist and rain, he could vaguely see black shadows piercing through the clouds, roaring and circling, extremely ferocious.

I couldn't see clearly for a while.

But enough pressure.

Cao Xin was really afraid that a bird of prey would pounce on him unexpectedly.

Can't hurt him.

But scary.

"probably not."

"I didn't mess with them."

Cao Xin took a few glances, but he didn't see the real master, so he turned his head and continued piling, going up another level.

But he always felt chilly behind him.

Not the wind blowing.

Not rain.

It's the eerie feeling of being targeted.

Ordinary people would regard this as an illusion, as a psychological effect, but Cao Xin has practiced the 'Shou Shiqing Arrangement and Adjustment Technique' to a very high level, and has the most sensitive senses, and is often the first to detect crises.

After he noticed something strange, he turned his head suddenly——

Hurray!

The shadow swooped in!

"Huh!"

"What a big eagle!"

……

　Ask for a monthly pass!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)