A mortal asks the heavens: I want to become an immortal

Qingfeng was extremely embarrassed when he heard the harsh sound, and put the broken sword on the ground.

The female general said at this moment: "Hey, why are you doing this? After you see our queen, even if I let you die, you will not be able to bear it."

Qingfeng didn't want to listen to her nonsense, so he simply said nothing.

At this time, two strong female soldiers came up and said with a playful look on their faces: "Should we help you walk, or should you walk by yourself."

Qingfeng snorted coldly and strode forward. He wanted to see what the queen looked like.

Not long after everyone walked, they saw a huge palace in the center of the city. The palace was magnificent and beautiful. It was inlaid with countless gems everywhere. It was extremely beautiful.

After walking across the jade bridge and the ground paved with black gold stones, everyone came directly to the palace.

At this time, in the palace, sitting on the dragon chair above the lobby, was a woman with an evil look. This woman was extremely beautiful, even three points more beautiful than Yu Zixin and Lu Ruyan.

Qingfeng resisted her desire and took a peek.

"Raise your head." The voice was soft and attractive, indescribably gentle.

Qingfeng looked up, and the woman nodded slowly and said: "Not bad, very good, I haven't seen such a beautiful man in a long time.

I like this man, General Bai, you are doing a good job, thank you. "

"Thank you, Your Majesty the Queen. I just have a small request."

"Oh, what's the request?" The queen's voice became impatient at this moment.

"Queen, after you have finished tasting this, can you reward it to me?"

When the queen heard this, she laughed out loud and said, "Thank you for still thinking about it. You and I are like sisters. What's mine is yours. Let me see how he is doing first."

After saying that, the queen walked down the throne with gentle steps.

At this moment, a white light suddenly flashed in Qingfeng's mind.

A voice roared in his head.

"Om, ma, ni, ba, mi, hum..."

Then a ray of Buddha's light formed a golden disk hanging above his head.

As another six mantras were uttered, the golden light spread out, confusing the entire city.

The queen looked at him in surprise and said: "Stop, stop quickly, I will be killed."

There was a slight pity in Qingfeng's eyes, but he quickly put away that pity and just listened to him say: "All illusions are illusions, like dreams and bubbles.

Open it for me..."

With a "boom", countless golden lights spread out with him as the center. Countless women wherever they passed were crushed by the golden light and turned into ashes.

When Qingfeng opened his eyes again, he found that he was still standing there, but there was cold sweat on his forehead.

"Everything is false, everything is an illusion. This Yuanshen Mountain is really a powerful method."

At this moment, the mountain in front of him is no longer the green-looking mountain peak, but the ground is paved with white bones, russet color everywhere, the ground is dry, and traces of flames are constantly spurting out from the cracks in the rocks. .

This scene seemed familiar, like hell.

Thinking back to the scene just now, Qingfeng still felt a lingering fear in his heart. He did not expect that he would be caught just after entering the mountain and be pulled closer to the illusion.

If the scripture of crossing the calamity hadn't been touched, he didn't know how long he would have been trapped in the illusion.

Looking at the scene in front of him, he was still worried, and he didn't know if the scene in front of him was still an illusion.

He ran the exercises and was pleasantly surprised. The exercises worked perfectly. With a thought, the Dharma appeared.

It seems like this is not an illusion.

He took steps to walk up the mountain. With a click, countless skeletons stood up. They held guns and shields and faced the breeze and charged down.

What surprised Qingfeng was that these guys seemed weak, but each one had the strength of hundreds of thousands of kilograms.

They fight very bravely. No matter how the breeze blows them, these guys are simply immortal. Once broken by the breeze, those skeletons will be repaired and continue to fight.

All the way up, there are more and more white bones and skeletons, and they are getting bigger and more ferocious.

There are more than a dozen, more than 20, more than a hundred or dozens of ants. It is really not a legend that the ants kill the elephant.

At this moment, countless bones and skeletons annihilated him.

Ah... He roared loudly, and the Dharma-Xiang Heaven and Earth came out fiercely, immediately sending the bones and skeletons flying.

At this moment, he took out his big stick and struck away the big stick that carried the power of thunder. Endless thunder and lightning suddenly erupted.

Once a skeleton was exploded with a big stick, its soul may have been shattered by thunder and lightning, but it could no longer be gathered together and was completely dead.

Qingfeng was extremely brave. He swung his big stick and looked at all directions, killing gods and Buddhas along the way.

When he fought all the way to the top of the mountain, he saw a figure from behind. What surprised him was that the figure from the back turned out to be a monk.

The back of this monk is exactly the same as the one in the Infernal Hell, but this one is full of darkness, giving people an eerie feeling.

He opened his mouth and said with some uncertainty: "Yes, is it you?"

After a moment, the monk said: "If you are thinking of me, it is me. If you are not thinking of me, it is not me."

These words made Qingfeng confused and puzzled. She really didn't know what it meant. What does it mean that if I think it is, it means it is, and if I don't want to, it means it isn't.

His eyes slowly became sharp, and he said: "You... are causing trouble."

The monk smiled calmly, "You are so interesting. I clearly think that you are thinking what you are thinking. How can I be playing tricks on you? But you are also very powerful. You can climb up to the Juetian Peak. You are the second person to climb here in ten thousand years."

"Who was the first one?" Qingfeng couldn't help asking.

"That person called himself the Demon King. Unfortunately, it was a long time ago. Now I think that the little guy should have grown up."

"The Demon King" Qingfeng whispered.

If the monk said that the Demon King had been here many years ago, doesn't it mean that he has not been here recently.

"Tell me, what is your wish? Maybe I can satisfy you."

Qingfeng shook his head and said, "I am just looking for someone, that is, the guy named Demon King, but I don't know his name."

"Name? It's a long time ago. It seems to be called Xuantian."

Qingfeng was speechless when he heard this name. He didn't know why these people had to make things difficult for God. They either destroyed God or defeated God. Don't they know that everyone is an ant under the way of God?

"You came here just to know these things, that's a pity, why don't I teach you the peerless magic skills, and you stay and become my disciple."

I think it's better to forget it, I still don't know your name so far.

"Me, I am this mountain, this mountain is me, I have boundless magic power, I can climb mountains and walk on the sea, I can go to the nine heavens, and I can go to hell. I am omnipotent, Yuanshen Mountain."