From Cellar to Throne: Zen's Quest for Immortality

Sorrow told Mo Yijian, want to beat "mountain" only one way, is to let him stab "mountain" sword.

But it's very difficult to stab the "mountain" which is constantly moving!

However, Mo Yijian immediately said that it would be better to give it to him.

Mo Yijian's understanding of Xinliu sword is far beyond the reach of ordinary people.

At the moment of shooting at "Shan", he has escaped into the state of flow, constantly guessing the possible attack mode of "Shan" to predict.

This kind of prediction can't be completely accurate. After all, even Mo Yijian can't figure out what "mountain" is thinking.

Can be for the opponent's ideas, can be induced and forced.

Mo Yijian makes it clear that the idea of "mountain" has gone through three changes, and finally makes it hit "mountain" in the chest.

However, the power of this sword disappointed Mo Yijian.

If Mo Yijian is replaced, he can break the skin of the mountain even though it is difficult to penetrate the body of the mountain.

In contrast, the sword of sorrow and death is just tickling!

But the expression of sorrow and death made Mo Yijian more puzzled, "what are you doing? Is your sword poisonous? But they didn't even see the blood. I'm afraid there's no effect even if there's sword poison? "

"You see," said Chou Hsien, pointing to the mountain in the distance.

A little golden light appeared around the mountain. Under the constant breeding of the golden light, a golden abacus appeared.

"What the hell is that?" Mo Yijian asked with a puzzled face.

Compared with countless mortals, taiyitiangong's disciples are immortal. It's normal that he hasn't seen abacus.

"It's an abacus. It's used to count," Chou Hsien glanced at Mo Yijian, who was a little too ignorant.

"Count What's the use of that... " Mo Yijian still doesn't know why.

The strange thing is not only Mo Yijian, but also the Tiangong disciples and Nuwa people around the mountain are staring at the golden things.

Even Shan himself looked at this little thing.

He gently stretched out his finger, reached for the abacus and flicked it.

"Pa!"

The power of the mountain's random pop-up finger is also extremely terrifying.

The golden abacus was suddenly turned into a piece of golden powder and scattered in front of him

But in the blink of an eye, the scattered gold powder turned into a complete abacus again.

"Can't be destroyed?" The eyebrows of the mountain raised slightly, pointed to this thing and asked, "what is this?"

It's really strange that you can't see the origin of this golden abacus by the countless people who don't know it.

Chou Si stares at the "mountain" warily and does not speak. Mo Yijian is not far away from Chou Si, and his face is also highly nervous.

"Answer," ordered Shan.

See sorrow martyr still don't speak, the mountain's body shape gently a quiver, already strange disappear.

"Brother Chou Si, behind, be careful!" Mo Yijian cried out.

At the moment of hearing Mo Yijian's warning, Chou Hsien rushed forward, and the "mountain" also appeared behind Chou Hsien strangely, flashing thick yellow light from his body surface, and at the same time, it came out with a blow.

The power of this fist is extremely introverted, and it doesn't have the slightest outside. But anyone can be sure that it is far more than 1000 Shenjun's power!

Because Mo Yijian reminded him in time, Chou Si was able to avoid this blow.

Mountain silently looked at Mo Yijian, two times under the fight, sorrow and death can capture their own figure, should be the cause of Mo Yijian.

Mo Yijian can capture a person's subconscious reaction and strategy through "flow", but when "mountain" starts to be vigilant and deceives the subconscious, "flow" naturally fails.

Seeing that the shape of "mountain" was about to disappear, Mo Yijian reminded him once again: "brother Chou Si! Up there

Sorrow and martyrdom subconsciously pressed his body down and sank vertically. However, the "mountain" that had been gradually disappearing did not move greatly, but turned into a sharp arrow and rushed towards sorrow and martyrdom.

There is a dull force in the body of the mountain, which has no momentum, but once hit, it will be either death or injury.

The pupil of sorrow and death suddenly widened, almost exhausted the strength of the whole body, stabbed out a sword, at the same time, turned the body back wildly.

Mo Yijian's wrong judgment has made Chou Si lose his chance to escape

Shan stretched out his finger and flicked on the long sword of Chou Hsien. The sword "Ding" broke into innumerable pieces, and the next punch was firm and solid, and it really went to Chou Hsien.

"Ka..."

When the inevitable blow blows at Chou Hsien, the "hermit power" on Chou Hsien's head suddenly breaks, and a snow-white mirror surface appears in front of Chou Hsien.

This mirror clearly reflects the "mountain" shape, and the "mountain" in the mirror also blows towards the "mountain" outside the mirror.

"Bang!"

The fists of the two "mountains" blow together and the mirror is broken.Sorrow did not suffer any harm, and the mountain and the mirror in the "mountain" on a punch, the whole also inverted fly out.

"Green mirror!"

This is the hermit magic power given by the mountain master to Chou Si, who saved Chou Si's life at this critical time.

"Mountain" a hit not in the case, the body around, ready to rush to sorrow again, but at this time, follow in the "mountain" side of the abacus on the abacus beads issued "Pa Pa Pa" sound.

The beads kept moving up and down, as if an invisible hand was fiddling with the abacus. Finally, the beads stopped and showed a number.

"Two thousand four hundred Shenjun..."

Sorrow and death read out the number on the abacus, and his face turned white.

The power of this "mountain" burst out at will is far beyond qianshenjun. He is much more powerful than the ordinary hunyuanjing. What kind of powerful body does he have? Is he really not a strong man in hunyuanjing?

If it wasn't for Cuiguang mirror, I would have been blown into blood foam!

Shan also took a look at the golden abacus around him and quickly read out the number, "two thousand four hundred Shenjun, this abacus is more than counting..."

"Of course not, your first attack is the upper limit of all your strength, and then your every attack will be weakened by half," Chou said calmly. He relied on the hermit power to avoid the most fatal blow. The abacus has begun to clear up, and he doesn't have to be so afraid of the mountain.

Shan stared at the number on the abacus and said, "that is to say, my next strike can only produce 1200 Shenjun power?"

"Yes," he nodded.

Just as he nodded his head, the mountain appeared in front of Chou Hsien and hit him face to face with another blow.

This time, the speed of the mountain was so fast that Mo Yijian didn't have time to remind him. Sorrow and death almost adjusted their reflexes and raised their hands.

"Kaka kaka..."

How can the body of sorrow and martyrdom resist? The bones of his arms, connected with his sternum, broke into pieces, spitting blood from his mouth and falling from the sky.

Shan looked at his fist and murmured, "it's really only half of the strength..."

"Pa pa pa..."

At this time, the bead on the abacus beside the mountain kept moving again and again.