Rebirth of the Urban Madman

On the Tongyang Overpass, Qin Xuan was still walking slowly.

He was not walking fast, and he had not even walked one-third of the distance between Hengyang and Xianhuang Star.

The temperature around him seemed to be getting more and more terrifying, and every step seemed to be like stepping into a raging fire.

If the path of cultivation is like a fire, it will burn my body.

Boring, tedious, burning, painful...

All kinds of feelings, if they enter the heart, will make the surrounding Hengyang aura invade the body and burn to death.

The overpass seemed to have completely turned into a road of disaster.

Every step is a disaster, and if you are not careful, you will fall into it.

Qin Xuan also saw more and more corpses, and the magic weapons were melted and embedded on this red overpass.

He looked calm, his heart was as still as water, and he was still walking slowly.

He had walked this road in his previous life, and walked for three full years, refining his heart on the overpass.

But now, it was just a sky bridge made of the flame of the eternal sun. How could it shake Qin Changqing at all?

He walked on this sky bridge for about five days.

There was no broken bridge ahead. Occasionally, the tide of the eternal sun swept through, but for Qin Xuan who was refining the blood of the fire phoenix, it was not enough to hinder him at all.

He went through hundreds of tides and walked through most of the sky bridge, almost reaching the end.

At this moment, Qin Xuan's eyes paused.

He looked forward and saw many figures in front of him, hundreds of people, gathered in one place.

"Are we there?"

Qin Xuan said to himself, smiling faintly.

He naturally knew where the front was. He saw that the sky bridge in front seemed to be broken again, and replaced by the vast starry sky, dark, cold, and terrifying. There were streams of turbulence condensing around, turning into a storm, as if to destroy everything.

However, the broken bridge was not decayed by time.

In the center of the countless turbulent storms, there is a mountain.

This mountain is full of starlight, and on it, there are even more prohibitions shining, and beautiful colors are intertwined.

There is a pavilion on the mountain, and there are treasures in the pavilion, hundreds and thousands, like stars, shining with the light of the sun.

Phoenix Blood Mountain!

Tens of millions of years ago, a wonder of the Immortal Phoenix Kingdom.

A mountain was refined into a mountain with thousands of discarded treasures, standing in front of the entrance of the Immortal Phoenix Imperial City.

There are thousands of treasures in this mountain, and each treasure is extraordinary.

Visitors can climb this mountain. If they can climb to a certain height, they can leave their names and take a treasure of the same height at will.

It can be seen how arrogant the Immortal Phoenix Kingdom was at the time. Every treasure on this Phoenix Blood Mountain is not easy to get. Most of them are fifth-grade treasures, specially prepared for visitors, and it is determined that visitors cannot get them.

In fact, tens of millions of years ago, there were very few people who could obtain the treasure on this Phoenix Blood Mountain.

Every person who left his name was a brilliant person. Even in the Phoenix Kingdom at that time, many cultivators were proud to leave their names on Phoenix Blood Mountain.

Apart from the treasure, this is the highest honor.

Even if a Dao Lord below the Hedao Realm obtains a treasure, he will be received by the Emperor of the Phoenix Kingdom.

And at the top of this Phoenix Blood Mountain, there is a drop of real phoenix blood.

It is not the blood of the Phoenix, but the blood of a real phoenix in the Mahayana Realm, the mount of the ancestors of the Phoenix Kingdom.

Even if this drop of blood is not the blood of the Phoenix, it is definitely an enviable existence for cultivators.

If you can swallow the Phoenix blood, it will benefit the cultivator's mana and body as much as taking a semi-immortal medicine.

Hundreds of Dao Lords gathered for this reason.

Qin Xuan approached, and even those Dao Lords did not notice him.

Most of the Daojuns present were of the upper rank of Return to Void. They were able to walk across the Tongyang Sky Bridge, so their strength was beyond doubt.

Qin Xuan even saw Feng Bao and others here.

Feng Bao and the other four were also here, looking at the Phoenix Blood Mountain with frowns on their faces.

They were obviously not satisfied with the results of their respective mountain climbing, and there was no name of Feng Bao and others on it.

"The fat man from Tongbao Pavilion, you have only climbed 760 feet, which is too embarrassing for Changqing!" Wuxian said sarcastically with a face full of sarcasm.

Feng Bao was not embarrassed, and smiled and said: "What Saint Wuxian said is right, Feng Bao is not strong enough, so he can't climb too high!"

Tianxu's face turned pale, and he obviously suffered a lot.

"Wuxian girl, why don't you go up and try?" Tianxu snorted, "Although your white bone path is strong, I'm afraid you are still a little short of climbing this mountain."

As he said that, Tianxu's eyes fell on the Phoenix Blood Mountain, and he said strangely: "Look at Su Xuan, she left her name at 1,700 feet and got a bottle of Phoenix Bone Pill. If you can't even surpass Su Xuan, tut tut..."

"Old Taoist, shut up!" Wuxian raised her eyebrows and said charmingly: "How can this saint girl be inferior to Su Xuan, the fool? This saint girl just doesn't want to be so anxious to climb the mountain."

Just then, a roar rose, startling the three people.Jump.

They turned their heads and saw Wuliang silently climbing the mountain.

Such actions not only surprised Wuxian and the other two, but also shocked the monks who were watching around.

"The monk from the Qingdi Temple has climbed the mountain!"

"I remember that this monk's Dharma name is Wuliang. He is a monk from the Dazizai Temple. His strength is unfathomable. I wonder how high he can climb this mountain?"

"The highest one at present is the Saint Su Xuan of the Shengtian Zhenzong. She has practiced both Dharma and body, and has a unique advantage. She has climbed 1,700 feet."

The monks around were talking about it, looking at the Phoenix Blood Mountain shining with stars.

This mountain is 5,400 feet high, and the height of 1,700 feet is less than one-third.

Wuliang was seen climbing the mountain. This mountain is almost a cliff with only a slight arc. The mountain surface is as bright as a mirror, and it is impossible to stop.

Wuliang climbed up, but after only a hundred feet, his speed was obviously slowed down.

Suddenly, Wuliang's body shook, and a golden Buddha light rose to the sky. His sluggish figure actually rose up, and his feet seemed to step into the void, like a Buddha light, rushing straight up the mountain.

The speed was even more astonishing.

The pressure of this mountain will increase with every inch, which is equivalent to going upstream. Wuliang can still burst out in this situation.

"Three hundred feet, how many breaths?"

"Before, Saint Su Xuan took more than thirty breaths to enter three hundred feet. She is worthy of being a person from the Qingdi Palace!"

While everyone was discussing, Wuliang had turned into a golden light in the eyes of everyone, and his momentum did not stop, and his speed did not slow down at all.

However, if you look closely, you will find that Wuliang's neck and the top of his hairless head have already appeared with blue veins.

There is even a trace of bloodshot in his eyes, like a crazy monk.

"Seven hundred feet, surpassing Feng Bao of Tongbao Pavilion!"

"Eight hundred feet..."

"Over a thousand feet!"

A thousand feet, there was a commotion at the foot of Huangxue Mountain, and even Wuxian and others couldn't help but shrink their pupils.

Among the cultivators passing by on the Tongyang Sky Bridge, only Su Xuan could climb a thousand feet.

Tianxu and Feng Bao were on the side roads, and their disadvantage in climbing was too great, so they never climbed more than a thousand feet.

One thousand and one hundred feet, one thousand and two hundred feet...

One thousand and five hundred feet!

There was a dead silence at the foot of Huangxue Mountain, and even Tianxu, Feng Bao and others were stunned.

They didn't know what kind of pressure there was above a thousand feet, but they knew that it was absolutely unimaginable.

One thousand and five hundred feet, a height that was almost twice theirs.

"This monk is crazy!" Taoist Tianxu murmured, with a formation in his eyes, looking at the height of one thousand and five hundred feet as if it was right in front of him.

He could clearly see that Wuliang's seven orifices were bleeding, and his muscles and bones seemed to be broken.

"If this goes on, he will definitely suffer a serious injury!" Wuxian's face changed slightly.

"Damn it, why did this monk suddenly go crazy!" Feng Bao's mouth was twitching.

Wuliang's pupils seemed to contain a glimmer of brilliance. He looked up at the top of the mountain, as if looking at the end of his Buddhist path.

"Amitabha!" He put his hands together, and a Dharma image suddenly appeared behind him.

That was his Buddhist path. The thousand-foot Dharma image slammed on the ground, holding him up with one hand, and even in this situation, it supported his body to rise another hundred feet.

One thousand six hundred feet!

The terrifying pressure almost made Wuliang's bones break, and his skin was blue and purple.

At this moment, his appearance was more like a demon than a Buddha.

Only his eyes were calm and firm, as if he had a heart for Buddha.

With a loud bang, the thousand-foot Dharma image was shattered and crushed by its pressure. Even so, in the midst of the shattering of the Dharma image, the Buddha clasped his hands and suddenly slammed towards Wuliang's feet.

Bang, bang, bang...

There was a sound of flesh and blood breaking apart, and his flesh and blood seemed to be crushed.

The monks below were all dumbfounded.

"This monk is possessed by the devil!"

"Not good, if this goes on, he may perish in this mountain."

Tianxu and Feng Bao's faces suddenly changed, and their brows were furrowed.

"Is it that serious? It's just a mountain, and those treasures are not necessary!" Wuxian was also a little confused. She had never seen Wuliang like this before.

At 1,700 feet, Wuliang held the Buddhist salute, and he even saw Su Xuan's name, but his eyes were already a little blurry.

Faintly, there seemed to be a laugh beside his ear, like a silver bell.

"Little monk, it's hard to save me!"

"Little monk, what's the point of becoming a Buddha? It's better to be like me, with the world as your bed and the sun and the moon as your friends!"

"Little monk, I'm leaving. See you again if we're lucky!"

Wulian's teeth trembled slightly, and he suddenly shouted.

"I'm an incompetent monk, I'm dull, I can't climb this mountain, and you can't save me!" There seemed to be tears of blood in his eyes.

"So what? I can't climb this mountain., then I will do it until I am exhausted. If I cannot save you, I will do it until my life is over!"

He spat out a mouthful of blood, and there was an infinite Buddha light on his body, and it seemed that a trace of shackles was broken.

Boom!

At this moment, he seemed to be trapped in the void, and vaguely, he seemed to touch the edge of the unity.

Another voice seemed to ring in his ears.

"Oh no, the people from the Immortal Stealing Mountain are here!"

"Go quickly, if you don't go, we will all be buried here!"

Faintly, Wuliang seemed to see the overwhelming bandits in the city, and the figure who commanded the bandits.

"This guy is my friend, you go play next to him!"

"Little monk, we meet again! Tsk tsk, but why are you still in the state of transformation?"

"Let me tell you a secret, my grandfather nominated me to the Immortal List."

"Little monk, I'm leaving. Next time I see you, be careful that I will rob you! "

The monk in the city moved his lips but did not speak.

On the mountain, Wuliang suddenly opened his eyes, and his fingers were like knives, writing a line of words on the Phoenix Blood Mountain.

The words he had no chance to say, "Congratulations!"

"Congratulations, you are on the Immortal List, ranked 71st!"

Wuliang smiled, blood gushed out like a spring, and his figure fell like sand.

71st on the Immortal List!

I am afraid that my life will end soon, little monk.