Rebirth: Marrying a Bamboo

Chapter 36
Standing in the river, when she saw the whole picture of Sishen Mountain up close, she was beyond shocked.

The majesty, majesty and sacredness of the mountain is more than a thousand times more magnificent than what she saw in her dream!
Precious green elves are everywhere and within easy reach.

The river formed by the condensed essence of the sun and the moon is so pure and shocking that it can purify the filth of the world, and countless rare medicinal plants grow everywhere.

Zhao Fushuang couldn't recover for a long time.

Looking at it with a sense of consciousness, on the mountainside of the northern sacred mountain is a continuous crimson ancient temple, with carved beams and painted columns, old and simple, and the thick and heavy atmosphere seems to have precipitated and condensed the essence of endless years.

But staring at a cup of tea, the soul is so painful that it is difficult to look up again.

Zhao Fushuang can be sure that in this continuous ancient temple, Dao rhyme is everywhere. It can also be said that this place is like a sacred place where Dao rhyme is accumulated. Just looking at it will wash away the soul, worship devoutly, and not give birth to a little frivolity.

She tried to sit up while supporting herself in the river with her hands, but her tentacles were warm and cold.

Zhao Fushuang paused, looked down, and was stunned.

What she touched under her hand turned out to be a huge sacred stone!
Scarlet red like jade crystal clear, cold to the touch.

There is a family in the Junwu Continent called the Shenshi Clan, because the ancestors of this family got a palm-sized sacred stone, and since then the whole family has flourished.

Legend has it that the sacred stone is to assist the gods in their cultivation, so mortals cannot use it naturally, but some small functions of the sacred stone are enough for mortals to enjoy for a lifetime.

There is no one who doesn't love treasures, Zhao Fushuang is afraid of poverty, and naturally envious of treasures.

However, no matter how much she tossed about, the sacred stone would not move at the bottom of the river and could not be taken by her.

This cannot be forced.

Zhao Fushuang had no choice but to put on her clothes and walk out of the river, trying to walk up the mountain road.

However, an invisible barrier appeared in front of her, blocking her way.

She is not even qualified to climb a mountain!

Zhao Fushuang tried everything, and she couldn't go out except in the water, and the chances in all directions had nothing to do with her.

After three days of tossing, Zhao Fushuang also gave up. The feeling of seeing but not touching is really not good.

However, if her body can be completely recovered, and her cultivation level reaches [-] again, she should be satisfied with the opportunity of having an inexhaustible river of sun and moon essence here.

In Mayfly Mountain, where there are so many strong people, she urgently needs to cultivate herself!
Practicing in this river where the essence of the sun and the moon converge, it takes almost no time to introduce the essence of the sun and the moon into the body.

Before meditating, Zhao Fushuang remembered something again.

When she was buried deep in the snow, her spiritual platform was clear, and when her consciousness had a breakthrough, a ray of light entered her sea of ​​consciousness, which seemed to stimulate a certain part of her sea of ​​consciousness, thus bringing her dying body back to life .

So what exactly is that light?
Why did it appear where the man was standing?

There are some problems that are not considered, even if Zhao Fushuang just thinks of that person at the moment, the nameless sadness will swallow her up.

This emotion clearly came from her, but it clearly didn't!
She has lived for more than 400 years in total, and she has never met such a man who gives people the feeling of ruling the world with just a back view.

Zhao Fushuang thought of Yi Huang.

From the back, the man is somewhat similar to Yi Huang, but different.

Yi Huang is often considered indifferent and gentle, not as domineering as that man!

No matter how much time you spend thinking about something you can't figure out, it won't help. It's better to let nature take its course and seize the opportunity in front of you.

Zhao Fushuang threw everything away and began to practice with all her strength in the river with her legs crossed.

It took one and a half months to condense one divine plant, and eight divine plants were condensed in one year.

Compared with Mayfly Mountain, the speed of condensing the gods has increased by ten times!
This speed is unprecedented!
It's a fool to delay a breath here!
Zhao Fu's heart was in full bloom, and she cultivated her heart non-stop. In three years, she cultivated twenty complete god plants.

Her cultivation level has directly increased from thirty sacred plants of a saint to fifty divine plants.

She thought that she still had a lot of time to practice, but after appearing in the holy mountain for three full years, suddenly there was a rumbling sound from the sky and the earth, and the four holy mountains shook.

Zhao Fushuang got up in surprise.

I saw that Sifang Shenshan began to shrink inch by inch, Feitian Waterfall was still, and green elves rushed into the ancient temple halfway up the mountain.

Finally, the mountains condense, the green plants dry up, and the river stands still.

The vast Sifang Mountains gathered together, condensed to the size of a palm.

Zhao Fu's sea of ​​double consciousness was blank for a moment, and then appeared at the entrance of the predicament of Mayfly Mountain.

She was confused.

Everything comes as soon as it is said, and disappears as soon as it is said to disappear. It is unreal like a dream.

But the real saint Fifty God Zhu Guanti in the dantian told her that all this was not a dream.

Thinking carefully, at the last moment, after the sacred mountain solidified and condensed, it seemed to fly in her direction.

Zhao Fushuang hurriedly searched her body, but there was indeed nothing there.

Finally, her spiritual consciousness swept towards her space container, and the condensed version of Sifang Shenshan was lying quietly in her bamboo leaf space container.

With a thought, she took out Sifang Shenshan.

The holy mountain is still the holy mountain of the four directions, the temple of high mountains and flowing water, but everything has become fake, it is no different from that carved out of clay, it has no spirituality at all, and no one will take a second look at it when it is placed in a pile of waste.

No matter whether it was mana refining or heart blood sacrifice, Shenshan never responded.

Who would have thought that there would be so many magical things on this waste-like mud mountain!
Some things really have to be resigned!

Maybe one day it will suddenly manifest itself again?

Uh. She can only comfort herself now.

In the end, it can only be re-entered into the space container.

Zhao Fushuang left the predicament in the back mountain in a trance.

When I dreamed of Mayfly Mountain earlier, I appeared in the Seven Illusions. Strictly speaking, the Seven Illusions are just illusions, not the Mayfly Mountain. Only by breaking through the Seven Illusions can I see the real Mayfly Mountain.

And now, after she came out of the Little Thousand Worlds, she went directly to the Seven Illusions, and what appeared was the actual Mayfly Mountain.

Mayfly Mountain has a main peak, and four short peaks undulate around the main peak.

The main peak is called Yunding Peak, and it is undoubtedly the place where the Yunding Sect is located, and it is also the place where the disciples of the inner sect live.

The four sub-peaks are Dilemma Peak, Aspirations Peak, Dreaming Peak and Medicine Stone Peak in Houshan.

She is currently at Difficulty Peak, one of the sub-peaks, also known as the back mountain of Mayfly Mountain, which is the most dangerous sub-peak.

Zhao Fushuang didn't know much about Mayfly Mountain, so she could only fly forward along the back mountain.

After flying for about an hour, Zhao Fushuang finally circled from the deserted back mountain to the front mountain, and saw a figure.

There are two mountain guards standing in front of the gorgeous and tall mountain gate.

Seeing her, the two mountain guards were stunned for a moment, and then looked at each other. One of them stepped forward and asked, "Miss is a dreamer who has passed the test of the Seven Illusions and is going to come to Wending Peak to accept the test?"

The mountain guard was talking, but his eyes were fixed on Zhao Fu.

Zhao Fushuang raised her head, and there were three large characters written on the mountain gate: Aspirations to the Dingfeng.

Only then did Zhao Fushuang come back to her senses. She stumbled across the peak of Wending Peak, the mountain where the reward pool for stealing her talent was located.

(End of this chapter)