To be precise, this mountain is the real Lingxiao Mountain.

Lingxiao Mountain stretches for hundreds of miles and penetrates into the sky.

On the top of the mountain stands the Chongxiao Palace, one of the seven major sects in the wilderness.

Since it is one of the seven major sects, there is no need to think about it. The strength and foundation of Chongxiao Palace are amazing.

Chongxiao Palace is a sect of immortal cultivation that stood ten thousand years ago, and its history is not particularly long.

Due to the invasion of the demon clan ten thousand years ago, many sect forces were destroyed or decayed, their spiritual veins were taken away, and the five elements of spiritual energy was weakened, and the entire continent was ravaged.

In just ten thousand years, the wilderness is far from regaining its vitality.

In the current wilderness, it is said that there is no such thing as the Nascent Soul cultivator.

Even if there are, the old monsters in the Nascent Soul stage have left this ghost place where birds do not shit.

The powerful man in the Jiedan stage is the overlord of the current wilderness continent.

The top ten strong men in the wilderness are all just in the cultivation level of the Dan stage.

Shen Lang had been staying in a small place like Linhai and Tianshan Mountain before, and had no feelings about the weakness of the wild continent.

The Danjie stage is indeed an existence that makes people look up to, but Shen Lang feels that he is also the inheritor of the Barbarian God at least, and it would be a bit ridiculous if he cannot reach that level.

If he doesn't find a way to break through the Nascent Soul stage, he will not be able to meet Su Ruoxue again.

Shen Lang secretly made up his mind that it would be one of the reasons to live well, and that his cultivation should be improved quickly.

I won't think about these things for the time being.

As soon as he entered Lingxiao Mountain, Shen Lang found that this mountain was different from other mountains. The mountains were accompanied by thick fog and even emitted a faint demonic aura.

Shen Lang carried Xiao Ling'er on his back and walked up the mountain carefully.

Lingxiao Mountain is a holy land. In order to prevent ordinary people from stepping in at will, Chongxiao Palace raised various poisonous insects and ferocious beasts around the abdomen of the mountain.

Without some cultivation, it will be difficult to climb up.

Lingxiao Mountain once in 20 years, a grand event will be held in the mortal world to recruit new disciples.

Once you miss the opportunity, it is equivalent to getting started with seeking immortality.

But Chongxiao Palace is much more humane than other sects.

If you want to worship in Chongxiao Palace, in addition to being selected at the grand event of recruiting new disciples, there is another way to climb Lingxiao Mountain.

It is said that cultivators who can climb Lingxiao Mountain safely and soundly can regain the opportunity to enter Chongxiao Palace as long as they pass the cultivation level and have qualified talents.

Of course, Lingxiao Mountain is full of poisonous insects and ferocious beasts, and it is impossible for ordinary mortals to climb up. This is a test specially set up for those low-level monks who want to enter the Chongxiao Palace.

Shen Lang traveled through the mountains for half an hour and encountered several ferocious beasts, such as the sturdy white tiger and the gray-fured jackal, all of which were killed by him.

Xiao Ling'er had never seen such a terrifying scene. Every time she saw Shen Lang fighting with a ferocious beast, she closed her eyes in fear and shivered a little.

However, Shen Lang's broad shoulders gave her enough sense of security.

Shen Lang almost fought all the way to Lingxiao Mountain.

On the way, he even saw the bodies of the two.

Seeing their clothes and dressing, they all seem to be low-level cultivators.

One of the corpses had just rotted for a while, and the maggots were crawling around in the flesh and blood, which was a little scary, and the little girl screamed in fear.

Shen Lang's eyes shrank, and the two of them seemed to be trying to climb Lingxiao Mountain and worship the low-level cultivator who entered Chongxiao Palace, but they were not strong enough and died in Lingxiao Mountain.

Shen Lang felt no trouble in his heart about this scene and continued to carry the little girl up the mountain.

Shen Lang's physical combat power alone is comparable to the peak of the Transformation Realm, so there is definitely no problem climbing Lingxiao Mountain.

However, he encountered many ferocious beasts and even wolves in the middle of the journey. Shen Lang spent some effort and traveled much slower.

After traveling through the mountains for so many days, and dealing with a large number of ferocious beasts today, Shen Lang felt a little sleepy at night.

In the evening, he caught a big bamboo leaf green snake-shaped beast in the cracks of the cliffs, cut off the snake's head, peeled it off the stream, took out a small iron pot and various seasonings from the storage ring, cooked the snake soup, and had a beautiful meal with Xiao Ling'er.

The flesh of ferocious beasts is rich in nutrients and energy, and can quickly restore consumed physical strength.

Although it is a snake soup, Xiao Ling'er is not picky about food, and even she is amazed by Shen Lang's cooking skills.

I spent three days in the mountains.

On the early morning of the third day, Shen Lang finally arrived at the last cliff. As long as he climbed the cliff, he could see the Chongxiao Temple on the top of the mountain.

The cliff is very high, thousands of meters long.

"Little Ling'er, you have to hold on, don't let go.

"Shen Lang turned around and told Xiao Ling'er.

"I understand, Brother Shen Lang.

"Xiao Ling'er nodded seriously and hugged Shen Lang's waist tightly.

This kind of intimate contact still made the little girl blush a little.

Shen Lang took out two short blades from the storage ring, jumped to the cliff, and two short blades inserted into the cliff, acting as rock climbing nails, and began to quickly climb to the top of the mountain.

Shen Lang climbed slowly, and he climbed to the center of the cliff in about five minutes.

Looking down from here, it was almost like a deep abyss, and there was no bottom. The two of them seemed to be in the clouds and mist.

If you fall from here, you will definitely be crushed to pieces and there will be no residue left.

Xiao Ling'er didn't dare to look down. She closed her eyes and hugged Shen Lang tightly.

Shen Lang continued to climb up and suddenly found that there seemed to be a nest of a demon bird in the cracks of the cliff above, and it seemed that there were a few shiny white eggs in the nest.

Fortunately, the demon bird is not in the nest, otherwise it will be a little troublesome.

The eggs of these demon birds are the best ingredients! Ordinary low-level martial artists may increase their cultivation out of thin air if they eat eggs.

It is of no use to Shen Lang, but it is very good to replenish your physical energy and energy.

Shen Lang climbed up quickly, Baidan was about half a head.

He took two white eggs from the nest and put them into the storage ring.

At this moment, a mutation broke out.

"Chirp!" A sharp eagle roar suddenly came.

I saw a large black eagle with a body length of more than ten meters flying towards the cliff at high speed. The screams were sharp and harsh, the eagle's eyes were like lightning, and it seemed extremely angry! "Damn!" Shen Lang smacked his lips. He was really lucky. These two eagle eggs should be the cubs of the demon bird in front of him.

The Black Feather Eagle, a third-level monster, is the most powerful one among the third-level monsters.

The two black-feathered eagles flew over came, one male and one female, with sharp claws that were vigorous and powerful, extremely sharp and extremely cruel.

One was easy to deal with, but two came at once. Shen Lang was on the cliff again, which was a bit difficult to deal with.

"Little Ling'er, don't open your eyes for the time being.

"Shen Lang instructed, and immediately took out a top-grade holy weapon long sword.

"Yeah!" Xiao Ling'er seemed to feel the threat, and hugged her hands tighter.

Two black-feathered eagles flew over from left to right, and Shen Lang took away their eggs, making the two eagles extremely irritable.

Two pairs of eagle claws grabbed Shen Lang fiercely, and Shen Lang waved his long sword and slashed and slashed.

"Ding Ding Ding!" The long sword and the eagle claw collided, splashing a lot of sparks.

Shen Lang protected Xiao Ling'er, grabbed the rock wall with one hand and waved the long sword with the other, and was restrained by his hands and feet. It was really difficult to beat him.

But he is still experienced at least, and two third-level demon birds can't do anything to him.

After a while, seeing the opportunity, Shen Lang's eyes burst out with his brilliance and suddenly shot out the top-grade holy sword in his hand.

With a "puff", the long sword penetrated the chest and abdomen of the female black-feathered eagle.

"Chir!" The female black-feathered eagle screamed, staggered and pounced a few times, and soon fell from mid-air.
Chapter completed!