Dust was flying all over the sky, like a long curtain slowly opening.
Shen Yi stood with his hands down, and an extremely majestic mountain gradually appeared in his sight. It was majestic, like a sky chasm standing in front of him, with no edges visible. In comparison, the nameless mountain outside could only be regarded as a low slope.
The moment I saw his true appearance.
A heavy and shuddering feeling of oppression fell directly on Shen Yi's body.
boom!
It is the soul that enters the Wuming Mountain, so it is naturally impossible for any bones to be crushed.
But Shen Yi still felt like her whole body was being crushed into powder.
His body suddenly bent forward, his knees shook wildly, and he almost fell to his knees.
Shen Yi subconsciously wanted to summon the Guixu Immortal Armor, and her fingertips also landed on the center of her eyebrows, intending to open the White Jade Capital Immortal City.
However, the sacrifice was in vain.
Now there is only a divine soul standing here. All his so-called reliance has lost its effectiveness in this nameless mountain, and the only one he can rely on is himself.
Shen Yi finally understood why he had to be a body-tempering monk to get close to this opportunity.
Only monks like me, who have experienced body-forging with demon pills, burning with demon blood, and body tempering with phoenix fire, have a chance to straighten their backs again under this heavy oppression.
"call."
Shen Yi closed her eyes, and her facial features became a little more ferocious.
The palm that could tear apart Bai Yujing's demon was clenched suddenly, without causing any changes in the world. The only effect was to make him take an extremely difficult step forward.
In front of this treasure mountain, the figure in ink robes looked so insignificant, his steps were slow, even a little staggering, but he never stopped.
Compared to the training that other monks have endured, Shen Yi's few years of practice experience are nothing at all.
But when it comes to the hardships endured in order to practice.
Even if the torture from each feedback during the panel deduction is the same, when the duration of the deduction is terrifying enough, the accumulated pain will also reach an appalling level.
Being able to endure hardship is not something worth bragging about, not to mention that the main reason for this pain is mostly due to Shen Yi's random modification of exercises, blind consumption of elixirs, and even the consumption of demon elixirs and demon blood as rice. Then There is nothing more to say.
But these experiences actually helped him reach the foot of the mountain.
Shen Yi lowered his eyes slightly, looked at the winding mountain road at his feet, pondered for a moment, and then stepped onto the gravel path.
The moment the soles of his boots touched the mountain road, his soul seemed to turn into reality.
Shen Yi only heard a crackling sound all over his body, and was pressed to the ground with a bang. There was no room for resistance in the whole process.
The elbow he used to support his body was almost broken, and his ink shirt was quickly stained with scarlet plasma.
But under such powerful force, not even the smallest stone on the mountain road was shaken.
After adjusting her breath for a while, Shen Yi glanced sideways at her elbow, her expression extremely calm.
Even if the real body is completely cracked, or even melted until only the bones are left, he has experienced it personally, not to mention that this is just an illusion created by Wumingshan.
But the touch can be so real.
It can be seen that this mountain does hide good things.
Thinking of this, Shen Yi raised his head and looked upward. His sight was blocked by the mountain wall and green shade, and he could not see the peak.
He used his palms again to push himself up again.
At this moment, the strong force from before struck again. Before Shen Yi could stand up, she felt a repulsive force, as if she wanted to push herself out of the world.
"..."
He suddenly thought of the previous words of Taozi of the Moving Mountain Sect, that Wumingshan would forcibly send the soul out when it could no longer support it.
In other words, if I really want to stand up, my soul will collapse?
Shen Yi thought for a moment, and suddenly noticed that the force surrounding her body seemed to be softened, as if to make it easier for the monks to understand it carefully.
His expression changed slightly.
Damn it, this is not a competition of stubbornness, this is a test of brains.
If this mountain road is a level, it is most likely not for the monks to resist this force, but to comprehend and assimilate the true meaning of this power.
It's not that Shen Yi doesn't have confidence in herself.
The main reason is that he doesn't have so much time to slowly realize it here. If it really takes thousands of years, let alone whether the Mountain Moving Sect agrees or not, even if he really allows himself to watch the mountains here, when he goes out, I'm afraid the whole The treasure land of Nanyang was trampled to the ground, and senior Xuanqing had to be captured and chopped up to be used as firewood.
Even if you really understand the magic of immortality, you still can't turn back time.
Thinking of this, Shen Yi called up the panel. He was not sure whether the mountain in front of him was a skill. Logically speaking, it should be, but there was no specific text.
[Mountain Method: Uninitiated]
A line of prompts flashed across the line of sight, but like those tips, there was no specific division of affixes.
To have such a mysterious treasure mountain, there must be more than a secret hidden inside.
Most likely it’s because I haven’t fully understood this technique yet.
Shen Yi glanced at the remaining million years of demon life, and then raised his eyes again. This time, his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the stone walls and green shades, and look straight towards the top of the mountain.
The only pity is that in this nameless mountain, there is no way for the demon spirits to help.
If you rely on yourself alone, you will probably waste a lot of your life.
…
Inside the Bishan Sect, at the foot of Wuming Mountain.
Yang Yunheng took the treasure pill and returned through the air again. As soon as he landed, he noticed something abnormal.
I saw that my Taozi did not start to watch the mountains as usual.
The other party had stood up at some point, staring silently at the figure in the black shirt sitting on the ground.
"Daozi, the treasure pill is back."
Yang Yunheng opened his palms and looked at Shen Yi doubtfully.
He was not there before and did not see the beads of sweat rolling down, so he did not know what was shocking Yan Chongzhang.
"good."
Yan Chongzhang finally sighed, turned around and took the pill, while glaring at Yang Yunheng.
It’s not that I’m stingy about the skills in Wuming Mountain.
I just complained that the elder was hesitant in speaking and didn't prepare myself mentally in advance. I almost lost my temper just now.
He had thought that Shen Xiaoyou's talent was good, but he didn't expect it to be so amazing.
At least judging from the current progress, it is even better than what Yan Chongzhang did back then.
I have spent so many years and still have not touched the second road monument on the mountain road, which is equivalent to only understanding one and a half of the techniques.
If it were this little friend Shen, he would have already fully understood the second form of exercise.
It is really a pity that the other party was born in Nanhong.
"Ahem."
Yang Yunheng suddenly coughed twice.
As if he guessed what Daozi was thinking, he winked while handing over the treasure pill.
It's not too late to make amends now.
If we could recruit Mr. Shen into the Mountain Moving Sect, we would give him the opportunity to seriously observe the mountains.
Tens of thousands of years later, even if I and others no longer have the opportunity to practice, they can at least leave a new tyrannical spiritual method to the sect, and it is the kind that is extremely suitable for the body-tempering warriors. It means far more to them than Other spiritual methods.
"..."
Yan Chongzhang frowned, took the elixir, and stood there to consider it.
It's not that he's worried about Shen Yi's influence on him. Not to mention the big age difference between the two, given his status in the Banshan Sect, he doesn't have to think about these messy things at all.
The main reason is that in front of several Taoist disciples of Nanhong, he had the idea of ​​becoming a disciple of his sect, which was really not an honest move.
It's ridiculous to even say it.
Yan Chongzhang hesitated and couldn't help but cast his eyes on Yang Yunheng's face, wanting to discuss it with him again.
At this moment, I saw the great elder's slender old face suddenly and violently twitching, his pupils shrinking instinctively, and he actually showed a state of gnashing his teeth.
"He...he..."
"Yan Daozi!"
Wei Yuanzhou suddenly let out a low cry.
Yan Chongzhang hurriedly turned around and saw that Wei Yuanzhou and Su Hongxiu were already blocking him in front of him, while Bai Wu was at the end, protecting Xiaoyou Shen who was sitting cross-legged.
The reason for this change was that Shen Yi, who had been sitting quietly in the cross-legged position, suddenly had his ink shirt soaked with sweat, as if he had just fallen into the water.
Underneath the pitch-black hair, the originally fair face suddenly looked a bit sickly.
Even the blood on his lips was gone.
"..."
Yan Chongzhang stared at Shen Yi and opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but nothing came out.
He swallowed his throat, and after an unknown amount of time, he finally came to his senses. Facing the slightly unkind gazes of the three Taoists, he actually lost the interest in explaining and just handed over the treasure pill in his hand: "This is normal. If it's the case, feed it to him... My master is still in retreat within the sect. If I really want to take action, there is no need to use such despicable means."
Su Hongxiu watched Yan Chongzhang's demeanor change.
Suddenly I felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
When I was in Tianjian Sect, I would occasionally give advice to other direct disciples, and those people would show similar expressions.
She has seen this look too many times.
But the problem is...the man in front of him is the Taoist disciple of the Moving Mountain Sect, and his strength will never be inferior to his own. Why does he show such a look towards Shen Yi?
What on earth did Sect Leader Shen do in this mountain?!
"Thank you, Taoist friend Yan."
Su Hongxiu nodded and signaled Wei Yuanzhou to accept the elixir, but did not give it to Shen Yi.
According to her intuition, the Mountain Moving Sect should have no ill intentions towards Shen Yi now.
But Sect Master Shen's status is too high. With the way they are, unless there is really no other way, they are not qualified to feed the other party the elixir without his knowledge.
"I suddenly felt a little lost."
Yan Chongzhang turned around, as if he no longer cared about anything rude or not. Only Elder Yang, who had also seen this mountain, might be able to understand his current mood.
"I don't quite understand either." Yang Yunheng finally suppressed the shock in his heart and smiled bitterly.
Having seen the previous scene where Shen Yi took action, his expectations for it were higher than Yan Chongzhang had guessed.
But even if you think about it in the most exaggerated direction, if Shen Xiaoyou can understand the true meaning of Shenyue after sitting for several months, it will be considered a very good harvest.
But the way the other party looked just now was that he not only entered the Nameless Mountain, but also saw the mountain road, then stepped on it, and behaved like he would only after standing up again.
This also means that Shen Yi has not only enlightened to the true meaning of Shenyue, but also has a greater chance of getting a glimpse of part of Shenyue's method!
This kid took away the real things from the Mountain Moving Sect!
And until now, less than an hour had passed.
Yan Daozi was only a little disappointed, which was enough to see how stable the other party's Taoist heart was. If someone else came over who was a little more arrogant, he might not be able to help but shake Shen Xiaoyou awake and ask what happened.
"etc."
Yang Yunheng recovered from the shock and suddenly glanced at the three Nanhong Daozi.
That's not right...what's this reaction?
The moment Xiaoyou Shen appeared in a situation, the three of them unexpectedly protected each other with their bodies. Their actions after taking the elixir made it even more confusing.
The identity of this young monk seems a bit unusual, right?
But when Wei Yuanzhou paid homage to the mountain before, he seemed to have ignored this person and did not introduce him much.
No matter how curious Yang Yunheng was, he would not be able to ask directly and offend the taboos of the Seventh Son of Nanhong.
Don't be in a hurry, you still have to find out more about recruiting Shen Xiaoyou before making a decision. To put it bluntly, if this boy is the son of a certain sect leader, wouldn't all the things given by the Moving Mountain Sect be wasted.
Thinking of this, Yang Yunheng stepped forward and grabbed Yan Chongzhang, telling him to calm down first.
Based on Shen Yi's previous reaction, and the fact that these Taoists refused to feed him pills, he would probably be ostracized from Wumingshan soon.
This matter is now over.
It seemed as he expected.
As time goes by, the sun sets.
Shen Yi's sitting figure gradually began to tremble slightly, and her face, which had improved, turned pale again.
"Be prepared to feed him pills, otherwise it will damage his soul."
Yan Chongzhang breathed a sigh of relief and reminded him again that such a long time was enough for these Taoists to check whether there was any problem with the pill.
Su Hongxiu took the elixir, turned around, knelt down next to Shen Yi, gently held his shoulders, and waited quietly for the moment when he opened his eyes.
Then... I waited for a whole stick of incense.
"..."
She looked at the Banshan Sect and the others with doubts on their faces, only to see Yan Chongzhang and Yang Yunheng also looking puzzled. Their surprise was even more obvious than that of herself and the others.
Shen Yi's eyelids trembled slightly, as if she would wake up at any moment, but her body did not move at all.
"Didn't he faint?"
Yang Yunheng couldn't help but ask. In fact, what he wanted to say more was whether this little friend Shen was pretending to be out of body just to save face.
How can you resist the rejection of the Wuming Mountain with willpower? Are you kidding me? Who has never climbed that mountain?
…
In the nameless mountains.
Shen Yi sat cross-legged at the entrance of the mountain road, her dark eyes staring at the rugged path in front of her.
He didn't get up at all, nor did he take another step forward.
However, all the things required to climb the mountain fell entirely on him, and because he was more down-to-earth when comprehending the true meaning, his progress was quite slow. Shen Yi may have suffered more torture than other climbers. many.
Logically speaking, he should have been ostracized long ago.
But the deductions on the panel kept going, and there was nothing the mountain could do, so it could only let Shen Yi continue to persevere.
"Hoo..."
Shen Yi exhaled and stabilized her body so as not to lean backward.
He had never set foot on this mountain road for 370,000 years without the companionship of the demon soul, but the scenery on this mountain road had already been engraved in his heart.
In his eyes that gradually became distracted, an ordinary stone tablet was faintly reflected.
It just stuck on the side of the road haphazardly.
But it seems that even the gods and gods cannot shake it in the slightest.
The two large characters scrawled on the monument seem to remind mountain climbers that they can rest for a while.
Shenyue!
Shen Yi used her last consciousness to open the panel.
[Hedao. Shenyue Method: Not yet started]
There is no affix, but the previous description of the realm is dazzling and scary.
Shen Yi felt that his brain was empty for a while, and then he fell heavily backwards. He stared blankly above. The sacred mountain monument was only one-third of the height of the entire mountain... What kind of method is this complete mountain method?
Until I felt a burst of warmth.
When you open your eyes again.
He was still sitting cross-legged, with a low slope in front of him.
The few Nanhong Daozi and two people from the Moving Mountain Sect beside him had been waiting in silence for three days.
If Shen Yi doesn't wake up again.
Even the white shaman who hates touching hands and feet could hardly help but put his fingertips to the center of his eyebrows.
"..."
Yan Chongzhang glanced at Su Hongxiu and saw that she finally lowered her palm, and then he let go of his worries.
It's not that he's afraid of this woman.
Not to mention having his master in charge, even in a one-on-one fight, he didn't think he would lose to this Heavenly Sword Taoist.
The main reason is that Yan Chongzhang did not want the Banshan Sect and the Nanhong Seventh Son to completely break up because of a misunderstanding.
Of course, that's why I haven't spoken.
It was because before Shen Yi opened his eyes, even he, the Taoist disciple of the Moving Mountain Sect, began to vaguely suspect that there was something wrong with Wuming Mountain.
How could he not be released when a monk is in such a state of exhaustion?
"Little friend Shen, you're finally awake." Yang Yunheng relaxed all over. He wanted to break the stiff atmosphere, squeezed out a smile and said, "What's the gain?"
Hearing this, Yan Chongzhang also looked over seriously. Although he pretended to be calm, his clenched fingers still revealed the seriousness in his heart.
In three days, what did the other party obtain in Wuming Mountain?
Although Wei Yuanzhou and the others looked worried, they also looked over with some curiosity.
God knows how they survived these three days. Now that they finally saw Sect Leader Shen wake up, Su Hongxiu could hardly hold back.
"Um."
Shen Yi relieved the fatigue of her soul, pondered for a moment, and said softly: "I have some insights."
Hear these four words.
Yang Yunheng and Yan Chongzhang were startled for a moment, and were about to say something more, when they suddenly felt a trace of aura that accidentally escaped from Shen Yi.
That is a harmonious true meaning of Shen Yue.
"..."
Shen Yi pursed her lips. It was bad. She had just escaped from the heavy pressure. She was a little too relaxed and suddenly couldn't hide it.
It wasn't that he was worried about Moshan Zong being stingy, but he didn't want others to find out about the panel.
"you--"
Yan Chongzhang suddenly took two steps back. He had some understanding of this nonsense. Since the true meaning is harmonious, it means that the other party has already put the entire Shen Yue Dharma into his brain!
That was something that took me ten thousand years of life to accomplish.
This guy only spent three days?!
Yan Chongzhang staggered to steady his body, and he didn't know what he was thinking. He suddenly turned around and walked towards the main hall!
No matter what the hell it’s shameless! Damn Namhong Seventh Son!
The position of bullshit Taoist.
This disciple is determined to move the mountain sect!
The other party may be the only one who has the hope of getting a glimpse of the entire mountain since the birth of the Mountain Moving Sect.
Maybe it could make the Mountain Moving Sect become the top force in Hongze with the size of the Infinite Dao Emperor Sect.
In the face of this opportunity.
Let alone a few Nanhong Taoists, even if there is a sect leader, there is no need to give him face!
Chapter completed!