Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

"Kunwu. Could it be that this is the rumored Kunwu Mountain!" The old man surnamed Fu blurted out when he saw the ancient text, and then exclaimed again.

Bai Yaoyi, this girl, covered her apricot mouth with one hand, her beautiful eyes also showed a shocked expression.

"Yes, it must be Kunwu Mountain! In ancient times, this mountain was known as the Immortal Mountain, a holy place for cultivation where monks gathered together in ancient times. And seeing how huge this mountain is and how dense its aura is, it is definitely Kunwu Mountain. It’s true. But according to rumors, wasn’t this mountain brought to the spiritual world by ancient monks, or sank under the underworld due to the monks’ fighting? How could it appear here?” Bai Yaoyi murmured, staring at the stone tablet, still a little confused. Look of confidence.

"Fellow Daoist Bai, those are just rumors! It seems that the real situation is that this mountain was sealed for some unknown reason. And the three of us happened to touch the ancient transmission array and were inexplicably teleported to this place! From this mountain There must be countless ancient monk caves here. As long as we can find some, we will definitely gain a lot." The old man surnamed Fu quickly recovered, but his voice was full of surprise.

"Maybe! But judging from the fact that the mountain is sealed, those ancient monks should be prepared to leave this mountain. Yang doesn't think there are really too many useful things in those ancient monks' caves. But this mountain Although the stele was rough at first, it has been erected here for thousands of years and absorbed so much spiritual energy from heaven and earth that it has become a rare treasure." Yang Gan shook his head, then suddenly took a step forward and reached out to touch the stele. He patted it a few times and said with flashing eyes.

"What, this mountain monument is a treasure?" The old man surnamed Fu and Bai Yaoyi were startled, and then they looked at the monument again in shock, and then they were speechless.

No matter how you look at it, this stele is just an ordinary bluestone stele. Although it is said to have some spiritual energy, it is incomparable to even the lowest quality weapon refining materials.

The two of them couldn't help but look at Yang Qian with strange eyes.

"Hehe, it seems that the two fellow Taoists don't quite believe it. However, it's enough if Yang confirms it." Yang Qian's mouth was slightly raised, his expression was as usual, and he said with a smile.

This stone tablet with the word "Kunwu" engraved on it is naturally extremely useful. The blue crystal stone hidden inside is called the "Celestial Crystal Tablet", also known as Feixian Stone. Once it is injected with spiritual power, it is as light as Nothing, used to strengthen Kunwu's seal.

It will be of great benefit to Yang Qian's next actions in Kunwu Mountain, and he has already planned to take it as his own.

If Yang Qian hadn't been familiar with the records in the original book, an ordinary monk would naturally not be able to see why.

Of course, the earth-armored dragon that had been staying peacefully in Yang Qian's spirit beast bag suddenly became irritable and restless the moment he approached the stone monument.

It kept signaling through the transmitted chirps that this thing was unusual, which actually showed the abilities of the earth-armored dragon.

Yang Qian even scanned the stone tablet with his Ming and Qing spiritual eyes, but still found nothing special. He could only sigh secretly that the monks in ancient times were indeed far ahead of those in the current world of immortality.

In addition, Yang Qian saw some weapon refining techniques spread among the human race in the spirit world from this stone tablet, and he was convinced.

"Yang accepted this monument."

Yang Qian said lightly, and the palm of his hand pressed on the stone tablet instantly bloomed with purple glow.

The stone monument trembled greatly and began to shrink rapidly in the glow.

Seeing that he had shrunk to half of his original size, Yang Qian's eyebrows jumped, and with a wave of glow in one hand, he was about to lift the monument so that he could put it into the storage ring.

But when the stele was lifted for a few feet, something happened suddenly.

The seemingly ordinary bluestone tablet suddenly buzzed, and then emitted thousands of white lights.

Almost at the same time, Yang Qian suddenly felt it sink, as if it weighed more than 10,000 kilograms. The glow was faintly shaking, and at the same time there was a buzzing sound, and a majestic pressure was transmitted, and the stones within tens of feet under the stone stele were shaking. The surface of the stage was even broken inch by inch due to the pressure.

"This is this?" The old man surnamed Fu and Bai Yaoyi were both startled and immediately looked at each other.

"There seems to be something wrong." Bai Yaoyi frowned and said hesitantly.

"Hey! What's the surface of this monument?" Before Bai Yaoyi could see what was going on, the old man surnamed Fu suddenly pointed at the back of the monument with a look of surprise on his face. If he remembered correctly, the back of the monument was empty and there was nothing there. No.

The three of them looked at each other, and their bodies swayed, and people appeared strangely on the back of the stone tablet.

After glancing at it, the old man surnamed Fu and Bai Yaoyi suddenly had strange expressions on their faces.

I saw that the back of the stone tablet was broken into pieces, but in some deep gaps, there were bright blue lights flashing.

"Spiritual stone?" The old man surnamed Fu's eyes flashed, and he was not sure.

Suddenly, Yang Qian flicked his fingers together, and more than ten purple sword energy criss-crossed, instantly turning into a ball of purple light that enveloped the upper half of the stele.

For a while, stone chips flew everywhere, and everything nearby was covered in gray.

But with the sharpness of Yang Qian's sword energy, within a moment, a blue light appeared under the sword light, and it became more and more dazzling.

As a result, when Yang Gan stopped his fingers and the purple light dissipated, a large chipped stone tablet was revealed in front of him. In the middle of the stone tablet, there was a dark blue crystal stone embedded in it, as if it had originally grown in the tablet.

This crystal is several feet long, blue and extremely crystal clear.

Although not all of it is exposed, it looks rectangular and flat.

The entire bluestone tablet seems to be just the thick shell of this crystal stone.

"It's not a spiritual stone. Although it looks very similar to a water-attribute spiritual stone, it doesn't contain water-attribute spiritual energy." Bai Yaoyi blinked her beautiful black and white eyes twice and said immediately with certainty.

"It is indeed not a spiritual stone. No one would directly use a spiritual stone to refine something and imprint something on it. This seems to be an inscription." Yang Gan stared at the exposed part of the crystal stone and saw a flashing figure on the surface. When he saw the concave and convex ancient runes, he explained with a chuckle.

Then he no longer hesitated, gathered all his magic power, and grabbed the crystal void with one hand.

Suddenly, a purple light hand appeared out of thin air in front of the stone tablet. It reached forward with five fingers like hooks, grabbed the top of the crystal, and lifted it up hard.

Sure enough, it was extremely heavy, but Yang Qian, who was prepared, used his tyrannical magic power to forcefully pull the crystal out of the stone monument.

A misty blue crystal tablet appeared in front of Yang Gan, with runes flowing on it and a faint blue light flashing on it.

Yang Qian took a closer look at the words on it, and his eyes flashed, but his face remained calm. Instead, he made a hand gesture with his hands and pointed at the crystal tablet quickly.

Suddenly, the crystal monument trembled slightly, and then its body shrank sharply.

In the blink of an eye, it turned into a brick-shaped thing about half a foot in size, and with a "swish" sound, it disappeared into Yang Qian's sleeves.

Although the old man surnamed Fu and Bai Yaoyi were also very interested in the crystal stele, seeing that Yang Qian didn't want to take it out for them to observe, they naturally stopped mentioning it.

Instead, after discussing with Yang Qianlue, the two of them immediately decided to go up the mountain along these steps.

At this moment, they had determined that the faint roar was indeed coming from the mountain.

Immediately, the three of them disappeared again and flew into the air.

On the mountainside where the steps were unknown, there were bursts of roaring. As expected by Yang Qian, it was the monks of the Ye family who were struggling to break the restrictions.

However, the distance between Yang Qian and the Ye family monks is not as close as they thought. There is a restriction in the middle to reach the Ye family monks.

After all, the location of the cave where they were sent by the teleportation array was much lower than the fixed location where Ye Jiaxiu came from the restricted crack.

Now, the big-headed monster and the elder of the Ye family, two great monks in the late Nascent Soul stage, were suspended side by side over a rock.

Not far away, below the two of them, the other monks of the Ye family stood in a temporary magic circle according to their directions. They were using the power of the magic circle to drive various treasures and desperately attack a vague figure on the stone steps in front. Visible huge archway.

Zi Ling was also at the rear among the Ye family and other monks, commanding a black dagger that he had summoned from nowhere, and attacking expressionlessly.

This archway itself can emit thousands of rays of rays of light on its own, and can absorb all attacks, as if it is a rare treasure in itself.

"Third boy! How long do you think it will take before you can break through the Gate of Ten Thousand Cultivations?" The big-headed weirdo looked at the archway in front of him that was wrapped in various auras, and turned to the white-robed scholar and asked, with a slightly anxious look on his face.

"It only takes one more day and one night! This archway is far more troublesome than I thought. No wonder the Gate of Wanxiu was so famous in the past." The white-robed Confucian scholar was extremely calm and replied in a deep voice. "We have been delayed in front of this archway for too long. If you and I can go down and help them, the time to break the ban can be reduced by at least half." The big-headed weirdo murmured depressedly, but his figure moved. He didn't move at all, with no intention of actually taking action.

"Since there are ancient ferocious birds such as lions and beasts appearing on this mountain, I naturally have to be more careful. I would rather break the formation a day or two late, and the two of them must always keep their mana sufficient. Uncle Seven, be patient! We have just entered this The mountain is only a few days away, and there is still plenty of time. Haste makes waste!" the white-robed Confucian said calmly.

"That's true. No matter how fast the Yuanying monks from other sects move, they will wait until they get here to find the cracks in the seal. It will take some time to enter this mountain. However, just this Gate of Ten Thousand Cultivations will cost us For such a long time, I am afraid that the restrictions encountered later will be more troublesome." The big-headed weirdo sighed.

"Uncle Qi, don't worry. Our Ye family has been planning this operation for so long, so naturally we have also considered breaking the ban. Over the years, the family has collected several secret treasures specifically designed to break the ban. It's just that they are not used yet. Time." The white-robed Confucian scholar smiled slightly, appearing extremely confident.

"That's it! Then I'll be relieved." The big-headed weirdo looked relaxed after hearing this.

Afterwards, the two of them quietly watched the breaking of the ban in the air without saying anything else.

But not long after, the big-headed weirdo moved his nose slightly and his expression suddenly darkened.

Without saying a word, he flicked his fingers in a certain direction in the air, and suddenly several yellow sword energy shot out without any warning, covering a large tree dozens of feet away.

As a result, there was a breeze under the big tree, and a monster with the body of a lion and an eagle and four wings on its back suddenly appeared there.

It's a lion!
The demon didn't even move its hands. It just flapped its wings and easily knocked away several rays of sword light.

Then the lion beast looked at the monks of the Ye family below with cold eyes, then looked at the white-robed scholar and the big-headed weirdo, then silently spread its wings and flew backwards. After a few flashes, , the silver-winged monster turned into a piece of lightning again and disappeared.

"It's this lion beast again! If it hadn't still carried the aura left by the two of us before, this monster would have been able to hide it." The big-headed monster did not pursue him, but his expression became solemn.

"The aura left in the previous fight? I didn't sense it. Only the 'Blood Chariot True Art' practiced by Uncle Qi can cultivate such sensitive magical powers! But not only that, this lion beast seems to be really smart and intelligent. You are so brave, you dare to follow us all the time." The scholar in white robe stared at the direction where the lion and beast disappeared, and his expression was a little ugly.

"Isn't Kunwu Mountain known as the land of fairies? Why would we encounter such ferocious things as lions and beasts? I don't know if there are other difficult monsters. It's a good thing that the two of us came together. If it was just If you come here alone, it will be very dangerous." The weirdo shook his head a few times and frowned.

"The Land of Immortals. It's just a saying in the past! The current Kunwu Mountain has been sealed for some unknown reason. It's not surprising that there are some weird things. But these don't matter to us. Our trip is just for the Tongtian Lingbao , There is no need to ask about the rest." The scholar in white robe was silent for a while, and then said slowly.

"That's true! But if it's a monster without intelligence, no matter how high the cultivation level is, there's nothing to worry about. But that lion beast actually has extremely high intelligence. We need to pay more attention to this monster. Don't Let it ruin our big deal," the big-headed weirdo said with a cold look.

"Thank you, Uncle Qi, for reminding me! I will pay more attention to this monster." The white-robed Confucian scholar nodded, his tone a little more solemn.

At the same time that the eldest elder of the Ye family encountered a lion beast for the second time, he was frightened away.

High in the sky where the stone pavilion where the Ye family monks once rested, there was a seemingly ordinary thick barrier. Suddenly, light flashed, and then a head full of white hair stretched out, looking out, looking a little... funny.

After the man discovered that there was no one here, he immediately ran away unceremoniously and squeezed out of the barrier with his whole body covered in silver light. Then the man stepped on a huge disc and slowly flew towards the stone pavilion and landed. At the top of the stone pavilion, I stood firmly.

At this time, the man raised his head, revealing a smooth face full of wrinkles but with small eyes.

He is none other than the little old man who is the number one monk in the human world, Xiang Zhili who is in the early stage of becoming a god!
"This is Kunwu Mountain, tsk tsk! Sure enough, the spiritual energy is extraordinary, but who dares to open this seal when he is full and okay? If that thing is released, does he want the whole Jin Dynasty to be buried with him? I am also unlucky. It happens to be right here, so I can't even pretend to know it." Xiang Zhili looked around for a moment, and suddenly heard a faint roar, and immediately couldn't help but jump on the stone pavilion and started yelling, with a look of misfortune on his face.

"Since you know it's bad luck to come here, you still dare to come. I admire your courage." Just after Xiang Zhili stopped cursing, a sweet female voice suddenly came to his ears. The voice was delicate and gentle. , just like a lover calling out coquettishly.

But as soon as Xiang Zhili heard this voice, he suddenly felt cold all over, and all his blood seemed to have stagnated.

"Senior, you...you're out!" The little old man swallowed dryly and stuttered.

"Come out? I came out a long time ago! I don't know how many thousands of years! It's just that the three elders of Kunwu used the power of tens of thousands of people to set up this last layer of restrictions. It is really not something that I can tear apart with my own strength. Otherwise, I The concubine has gone out a long time ago, and she will wait until now." The woman's voice was still very gentle, but Xiang Zhili's face instantly turned pale.

"Impossible! Under the suppression of two heavenly spiritual treasures, it is impossible for anyone in this world to break away from the Jiuzhen Demon Subduing Formation. Moreover, the seal has already cracked. If the senior had really escaped from the trap, he would have been able to leave this mountain long ago. , How can you continue to stay here? Most of the seniors just broke away with a trace of consciousness and wanted to frighten the juniors away." After Xiang Zhili panicked, he immediately remembered something, and his expression regained his composure in the blink of an eye.

"You know about the Jiuzhen Demon-Suppressing Formation and the Tongtian Lingbao! Are you the descendant of Kunwu's third son?" Although the woman's voice was still pleasant to the ear, her words suddenly became a bit colder.

"This junior is not the descendant of the three seniors of Kunwu, but there are indeed a few people in this world who know about the seniors, and I happen to be one of them." Xiang Zhili said while looking around. He kept looking down, looking cautiously.

"Hmph! Don't look for anything. My true body is indeed not out of trouble yet, but I won't let you ruin this rare opportunity to escape. Just stay here for a few months."

As soon as the woman finished saying this coldly, there was a burst of space distortion above the stone pavilion, and then a white vortex appeared there out of thin air, and a large piece of five-color glow suddenly came from the vortex to cover the little old man.

"Wonderful celestial phenomenon!" Upon seeing this scene, Xiang Zhili's expression changed drastically, and without even thinking about it, the silver light all over his body turned into a ray of escaping light and shot out.

However, the five-color ray of light rotated slightly, and a huge suction force suddenly emerged out of thin air, causing the old man's escape light to stagnate slightly.

Then the rays of light rolled past, and Xiang Zhili disappeared without a trace in an instant, as if this person had never been there.

"It looks like I'm going to sleep for a while longer. The better the monks who can come here are doing, the better! I hope that when I wake up, I will be truly out of trouble! Third son of Kunwu, I want you to know the price of sealing this concubine! When we get there One day, giggle." The woman murmured a few words weakly, then giggled crazily, and then her voice suddenly stopped.

Seven days later, when the Ye family broke through the Gate of Wanxiu, but fell into an extremely clever illusion formation again, Yang Qian and the other three were also blocked somewhere on the stone steps by a strange restriction, and had to think hard to break it. Law.

On the surface where the seal is located, the area near the nameless lake is bustling with activity.

There are already as many as a thousand monks gathered here, spread over dozens of miles around, and even a dozen Yuanying stage monks have appeared.

The most eye-catching thing among them is the four Poison Saint Sect elders standing side by side on one side of the lake. Most of the rest of the Nascent Soul monks acted alone, obviously they all came here at short notice after hearing the news.

At this time, in front of several elders of the Poison Saint Sect, a disciple was reporting something.

"Great Elder, we have searched most of the seals in the underground, and we have already got some clues. In the underground more than twenty miles away from here, someone has deliberately used an illusion array to hide something. Disciples who are proficient in the formation are doing their best there. It's just a temporary formation, but because the people who set it up are really smart, it will take some time to break it," the disciple with the red scarf on his head said respectfully.

"It's good to have a clue! We have been here for a few days. If we still can't find the entrance to the seal, it will be troublesome. But you must be careful not to let others discover your actions. Go back first. Once the illusion is broken, The formation will notify us immediately." The middle-aged monk with a green face took a deep breath and ordered.

"Yes!" The disciple bowed and responded, then reached out and took out an Earth Escape Talisman, slapped it on his body, and his body disappeared into the ground.

At this time, another Poison Saint Sect elder suddenly spoke slowly:

"Senior Brother Hua, you don't have to worry too much! You must know that there are no great monks in the late Nascent Soul stage in our southern border. Even if monks from other sects learn the news and come, with the combined strength of the four of us, it will be enough. There is no need to be afraid of anyone.”

"It is true to say so, but every day of delay, more high-level monks will arrive here. And in Southern Xinjiang, our sect is not the only one, there are also several who are not under our Poison Saint Sect. If If they arrive before we enter, it will definitely be very bad. What's more, if we delay for a few more days, people from the ten major sects of Zhengmo will probably get involved in this matter." The middle-aged man surnamed Hua frowned when he heard this. Not fully stretched, he shook his head slightly and sighed.

Hearing these words, the other elders of the Poison Saint Sect looked at each other.

Some elders looked disapproving, thinking that the middle-aged man named Hua was too cautious; while some elders looked worried, obviously aware of the seriousness of the situation.

"what?!"

At this moment, the monk named Hua suddenly let out a soft sigh, and his eyes suddenly turned to the sky on one side.

The others were attracted by the sudden sound, startled for a moment, and turned their heads to look.

I saw a spiritual light flashing in the distant sky, and a gray mist appeared out of thin air in the sky, and then flew here quickly, at an astonishing speed.

The four consciousnesses of the Poison Saint Sect immediately felt the terrifying spiritual pressure emanating from the mist. Their expressions changed instantly, and they looked at each other and became more solemn.

The mist flew over the small lake in the blink of an eye, and then with a pop, the mist exploded and disappeared without a trace.

However, five faint white shadows appeared in the sky. Their faces were blurred and they were suspended quietly in the air, motionless.

"Five sons share the same demon!"

Seeing this scene, the monk named Hua's pupils shrank, his expression froze in the blink of an eye, and he couldn't help but speak in a deep voice. (End of chapter)