Ling tripod

said.

Finally, the many scenes in front of Chu Yan disappeared.

"This old Buddhist monk was only one step away from leaving. It's a pity that he gave up on the edge of success!"

Chu Yan finally sighed.

At this point, it is clear that every scene seen in this mountain before is real, but the scene is the same. But the same thing can be done once or twice, but too many times will cause doubts. It can be said that this mountain tests whether a cultivator's Tao heart is firm.

Ten thousand times, ordinary people may have doubted whether they have gone wrong, but Chu Yan did not.

However, seeing the old monk in this picture who has experienced thousands of years and seen the same scene tens of millions of times, Chu Yan still couldn't help sighing.

Obviously, the old monk who passed away that year is now buried at the bottom of the eighth mountain, and the power of the corpse cultivation bloodline in his body has transformed the scene in this mountain into the same scene as he encountered that year. Finally, the image that appeared in front of Chu Yan was an unforgettable memory for him and Feng Yichen before.

Without thinking any more, Chu Yan took a step forward.

With this step, he walked out of the eighth mountain.

The moment Chu Yan stepped out, the immortal spirit behind him roared again.

The corpse spirit Xuannv changed again, and the coldness on her body had almost completely disappeared.

With a head of black hair and the corpse aura on her body, she was completely gone, and her spirit was more intense, even with a hint of immortality.

Her appearance was also more beautiful.

In fact, it was already difficult to tell that she was the immortal spirit of the underworld cultivator.

The ranking of the immortal spirits in the underworld was thirteenth:

The daughter of the corpse immortal!

"Tong'er..."

Chu Yan's eyes became softer, and the guilt brought by that incident back then was completely germinated today.

The aura of Yutong contained in the immortal spirit in front of him was even stronger. Although there was a difference in appearance, the temperament was not much different.

"The ninth mountain?"

Chu Yan looked at the high mountain surrounded by the dark gray fog in front of him, and his eyes flickered.

Just now at the eighth mountain, Chu Yan was determined to walk out at a very fast speed in just three hours. This last day, Chu Yan would not give up until the end.

Then, he strode forward.

…

Deep in the Corpse Immortal Mountain Range.

The eyes of the one hundred Corpse Cultivation Elders all showed a gleam of brilliance at this moment.

“This boy actually walked out of the eighth mountain!”

“And it only took three hours. How determined is his cultivation?”

“Too scary, this boy’s natal immortal has been promoted to the thirteenth level. The strongest natal immortal of my Corpse Cultivation lineage ranks third in the Nether Realm. Can he reach that level?”

…

Many elders couldn’t help but speak.

Even in the nine coffins, their breathing changed at this moment. They were all Corpse Lord’s disciples and all geniuses, but no one had ever walked out of the eighth mountain in three hours. This was too shocking.

“Old Eight, what do you think of this person?”

Corpse Lord spoke to the eighth coffin.

His eighth disciple was the one with the worst aptitude among all the disciples, but he was the one with the most determined heart to practice. His persistence in practice was unmatched. He walked through the eighth mountain in six hours, the shortest time among all the disciples.

A voice came from the eighth coffin: "Master, I walked through the eighth mountain, but I hesitated for some time in the middle. But look at this boy, except for the first analysis, he did not hesitate at all every time. His heart of practice is simply terrible!"

"Ninth Mountain, Po'er, no one could walk through the ninth mountain except you and Laojiu. What do you think of this boy?"

Corpse Venerable looked at the first coffin and said.

There was a little silence in the first coffin, and a voice came out: "The disciple can walk through the ninth mountain because of the special skills he practiced in his lifetime, and the ninth brother was extremely talented in the world. It is very difficult for this boy to walk out of the ninth mountain!"

"Is it difficult?"

Corpse Venerable looked at the scene in the sky and stopped talking.

Ninth Mountain

It was still terrifyingly quiet here, but in this silence, Chu Yan felt a huge pressure.

The corpse gas of the Ninth Mountain was very strange. Chu Yan felt that there was not only corpse gas, but also...

Demons!

"The one buried here must be a generation of demon owl!"

Chu Yan thought to himself.

Here, the mixture of corpse gas and demon gas was everywhere.

Even if Chu Yan did not absorb it deliberately, the mixture of corpse gas and demon gas still gathered towards Chu Yan's body.

"Alas..."

Chu Yan couldn't help but sigh.

Looking at the desolation everywhere, a sense of sadness rose in his heart.

Continue to move forward.

Here, there are roads everywhere, and there are no roads everywhere. Unlike the Eighth Mountain, where you always encounter repeated scenes, there are countless scenes in the Ninth Mountain, but it always gives people a feeling of reaching no end, and it is impossible to determine where the way out is.

Chu Yan's soul power has been fully spread, but he still can't find where the road to the ninth mountain is. Even after entering it, Chu Yan can't even find the way to come.

Go down step by step.

"Alas!"

Chu Yan looked at the gray fog sea everywhere and sighed continuously.

At this moment, his natal fairy spirit behind him shook.

Wait, why am I sighing?

As his immortal spirit vibrated, Chu Yan's face suddenly changed. He suddenly felt that something was wrong with him. Sighing was something that rarely happened to Chu Yan. Even if he was in the Ninth Mountain, Chu Yan would not sigh because of it.

"Demonic will, it was the demonic will of the demon owl buried in this mountain that affected me!"

The light in Chu Yan's eyes changed, and he was sure that he must have been affected by the demonic will.

Demonic will...

"If I understand the demonic will of the demon owl buried in this mountain, can I walk out of this Ninth Mountain!"

The light in Chu Yan's eyes changed instantly, and he grasped the key.

"How can I understand the demonic will of this demon owl..."

Chu Yan started thinking again. At this moment, the aura of the corpse demon merged into Chu Yan's body. All along, Chu Yan had resisted this aura when it merged into Chu Yan, but at this moment, he felt the faint demonic will in it, and Chu Yan did not choose to resist.

"Absorb, I will continue to absorb this corpse demon's energy. Only by being there can I fully comprehend it. Yes, that's it!"

Chu Yan's eyes became firm, and he walked forward step by step, not looking for a direction, but just kept walking forward in a random direction.

At the same time, every pore on his skin was instantly opened, and the whole person was instantly transformed into a huge vortex. For a moment, from all directions, boundless corpse demon energy gathered towards Chu Yan's body.

Chu Yan did not resist the demonic intent in the demonic energy, but completely merged into it.

It is very dangerous to merge into the demonic intent of other cultivators. If you are not careful, you will fall into the demonic intent of others and cannot find your true self, or even die in it.

On the other hand, if you can take this opportunity to fully comprehend the demonic intent of this cultivator, it will be a great fortune for yourself.

However, other demonic intents are the result of their lifetime of comprehension. It is too difficult for other cultivators to comprehend them by briefly integrating into them. It can be said that the success rate of comprehension is too low. Too many times, blending into the demonic thoughts of other cultivators is no different from suicide.

However, Chu Yan is now deep in the Ninth Mountain, and this is the only way out.

Step by step, the sadness in Chu Yan's body becomes more and more intense, until the end, the sadness has reached its peak.

Sadness comes from the heart. If the heart is sad to a certain extent, it is the death of the heart. If the heart is dead, how can a person live?

At this moment, Chu Yan is getting closer and closer to the death of the heart, and the sadness has penetrated his heart.

"This sadness..."

At this moment, Chu Yan's sadness in his body has reached its peak, and he only feels that his heart is about to be completely silent.

At this moment, a picture suddenly appeared in front of him.

In front of him, there is a young man, who has lost one arm and is bullied by his peers. The boy was knocked to the ground. There is anger in his eyes, anger.

The picture changes, robbers come, the boy's parents are killed, and his sister is abducted. The boy's eyes are even more furious, and he swears to take revenge.

The boy became a young man. He went to seek revenge and was seriously injured. He finally destroyed the robbers' nest, but he saw his sister with no life in her eyes.

At this moment, he was no longer angry, and there was a trace of sadness in his eyes.

The scene changed again.

He carried his sister on his back and searched for famous doctors, but no one could cure her. The last doctor said earnestly: "Her heart is dead!"

The boy felt sad again that time.

In front of his parents' grave, he shed tears, and the sadness in his eyes was even stronger.

What if he became strong? He couldn't save his parents or his sister.

His sister accompanied the young man for ten years, but she left him with a dead heart.

The young man carried his sister on his back for ten years and a hundred years, feeling sad every day. After a hundred years, he finally couldn't hold on, and buried his sister next to his parents' grave!

He thought of death, his heart was full of sadness, and he felt that there was nothing in this world that was worth his nostalgia, so he jumped off the cliff.

Fate often likes to play tricks on people. When he woke up, a face that he would never forget appeared in front of him.

For the first time, he had love!

ps: I want to express something, but my ability may be limited. However, Xiaoqian will try my best to write. I will try some changes that are different from the past! i1292