I trained my sister to the eighth level of boxing

Chapter 1623 The only belief is to move forward

While spinning in the air, Lu Ziqing suddenly understood the meaning of the fifth peak. Yinghuo Peak is an ominous homophony of "Yinghuo". Yinghuo guarding the heart represents disaster. On earth, it refers to Mars entering the heart and going retrograde. The heart is a bright hall, a bright and confusing temple. The Xiaoyun Sect has given clear instructions on the realm of Jianxin: no arrogance, no confusion.

When I first arrived at the fifth peak, I must have been very unqualified. Lu Ziqing finally understood where the anger of the Deadwood Sword Immortals against him came from, because his sword heart at that time was very impure. He was filled with the power of the Hongmeng Sect, the treasures of the Qilin Sect, and used various The demonic seal relies on the protection of Tianzun. So they cut off their own hands, dug out their souls, and brutally cut off all the forces that did not belong to the Xiaoyun Sect. They regarded those forces as dirty reptiles contaminating the Xiaoyun Sword Heart.

Lu Ziqing has always thought that he has been very successful in his cultivation. He has integrated the strengths of several schools and integrated the magical powers of the Hongmeng Sect with the Xiaoyun Sword Heart. Not to mention being unparalleled in the world, he is considered very good, right? Only now did he understand that in the eyes of the Sword Immortals, such impurity was simply not acceptable.

Lu Ziqing is extremely pure now, as pure as a maggot. It doesn't matter if the sword heart is broken, even his soul has been delayed. Save the Three Realms? It's really not that important.

In Lu Ziqing's numb mind, faith has been reduced to its purest level, which is to keep moving forward. As long as you can crawl an inch, it is a huge victory compared to standing still. Being able to fly in the sky is a huge victory compared to being able to crawl on the ground.

Now riding the mountain breeze, Lu Ziqing didn't want to go to the ground. But his strength was still limited. After flying as far as possible, Lu Ziqing had to land on the ground. What appeared in front of him was an almost infinitely high mountain road. There were no regular steps, and there was only a cliff that ruthlessly crossed him. In front of him, the only choice left to Lu Ziqing was to climb up.

Lu Ziqing naturally climbed up towards the cliff. After all, besides climbing up, what else could he do?

After a long time, Lu Ziqing finally reached the top of the sixth peak. He climbed towards the seventh peak without lingering for a moment. On the top of the sixth peak, the place where the Sword Immortals originally lived has completely turned into a scorpion nest, with huge scorpions everywhere.

A giant scorpion several feet tall attacked Lu Ziqing, but found that his movements were not as fast as this weird crawling creature. The scorpion tail's poisonous needle stabbed fiercely, but every blow missed. A petal floated by the wind, splitting the giant scorpion into two, and then the petal automatically floated back to Lu Ziqing's fingertips, as if pulled by silk threads. The finger that Lu Ziqing raised exuded an astonishing sword energy, looking down on the mountain top.

The swarms of giant scorpions fled without a trace in an instant.

Lu Ziqing flew away against the wind, and the wind swelled up from the petals like a huge eagle, taking him flying high into the sky. In just a few seconds, he flew thousands of feet into the sky, directly to the seventh peak.

Flying into the air, the biting cold wind froze Lu Ziqing, and the petals could no longer move. Lu Ziqing fell headlong and tried very hard not to break his fingers. After that, Lu Ziqing worked as an ice cube at the bottom of the valley for a long time, but he did not feel despair, or even a little bit lost. He just kept thinking funny about the giant beast he saw in the ten thousand year ice wall of Tianshan Sect before. Is it actually a reflection of myself? So when you look at it, you will feel that it is also looking at you in the ice wall.

The sword energy broke through the wall, and Lu Ziqing started to move even though his fingers could not move at all, only his heartbeat. In the ice and snow, a big ice cube began to fly in the wind. The wind and snow condensed into his wings, which did not even need to have a fixed shape. They rolled up the frozen Lu Ziqing and flew around, climbing up the cliffs one after another, straight to the top of the seventh peak. When Lu Ziqing crashed onto the head of a giant snow-white ice scorpion, the hundred-foot giant scorpion had its head crushed by the huge force and lay trembling on the ground.

At this time, Lu Ziqing could have shattered the ice on his body, but it was completely unnecessary. Lu Ziqing felt that it was actually good to be frozen in the ice. It was very safe, worry-free and convenient.

Lu Ziqing was wrapped in ice and rolled down the peak. His sword energy turned into a ball of air, and he was driving like a car. He suddenly fell from the top of the mountain, feeling as comfortable as sliding on a slide. Then he soared into the sky again, bouncing high like a ball, flying higher than when he landed.

The eighth peak was climbed so easily. Looking back, Lu Ziqing felt that the total time spent was not too long. In fact, the most difficult thing was when he first got the petal.

The moment he landed on the eighth peak, Lu Ziqing was hit by the strong wind blowing from the ninth peak. The indestructible ice on his body suddenly shattered, and Lu Ziqing condensed the Gang Qi on the petals to create the most primitive sword Gang to protect himself.

"I never thought I couldn't do it without you." Lu Ziqing thought it was funny, why did the Xiaoyun Sect have to control the sword? Why can't it be done without something to play the role of a sword?

That may just be because a person is too lonely.

Even if it's just a withered petal, it has now become Lu Ziqing's support. To him, the petals were like limbs, clothes, and companions at first, and now they are finally like the sky, the earth, the sun, the moon, and the stars.

Lu Ziqing felt that the eighth peak, Tushita Peak, which he sensed through the petals, was already a holy realm where the stars surrendered. Mountain winds carrying angry thunder are coming towards us. How can people live on such a top of the mountain? How can it be called the Immortal Palace and the Holy Realm?
After so much effort to get here, Lu Ziqing felt unable to move forward. Every mountain wind blowing in his face was like a sword wind, carrying a powerful pressure that only those under the Xiaoyun Sect could feel, constantly weakening the sword energy around Lu Ziqing. Lu Ziqing couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. This was a strong wind that could weaken all signs of life, just like the divinity of Liao Shuo. Any force that tries to block it will be weakened. No matter how powerful the sword is, no matter how solid the body is, it will collapse like an iceberg in front of it.

In the wind, the petals gradually withered and became more and more fragile. No matter how Lu Ziqing applied spiritual energy to it, it could not withstand the ravages of the harsh mountain wind. The wind originally has the power to turn everything into dust, and people call it weathering. Under normal circumstances, the weathering process would take a long time, but here, the weathering of thousands of years is only a moment. How can people resist it?
Lu Ziqing had no choice but to turn around and hide under the stone steps of the Eighth Peak Mountain Gate with the petals.

(End of this chapter)