After crossing a cliff about a hundred feet high with his hands and feet, Yan Shi finally couldn't help it: "Brother Meng, where are we going?"

Meng Xiang seemed to have not heard it, and continued to walk forward until Yan Shi took two steps, came to his side, and asked again, and then he reacted: "I don't know either."

When answering the rigorous questions, a hint of trouble appeared in his heart: With the help of vines, he could indeed expand his vision and see some things that could not be seen by the naked eye, but he would lose his hearing during this process, which is really a problem.

"You don't know either?"

"Yes, I really don't know. I just feel that the place is a little strange. Don't ask about stones anymore. You will naturally understand everything when you reach the destination."

Yan Shi did not ask any more questions and followed Meng Xiang quickly. After about a quarter of an hour, when they climbed a steep slope about a hundred feet high, they arrived at the highest peak of Sanwei Mountain, but the situation in front of them surprised them a little.

The highest point of Sanwei Mountain is actually a large pit, a circular pit with a diameter of more than two hundred feet. I don’t know how deep it is, because there is yellow smoke churning in the pit, so I can’t see the situation below clearly.

After standing about a cup of tea on the edge of the big pit, Meng Xiang turned his face, looked at Yan Shi, and said in a deep voice: "Stone, you are waiting for me on it. I want to go down and take a look."

"Go down and take a look? Isn't that great?" Yan Shi looked at Huang Yan rolling in the pit and felt a little uneasy, as if there was something terrible below.

"Shitou, you need to say nothing. I must figure out this big pit." Meng Xiang's attitude seemed particularly firm.

"Okay. Since Brother Meng, I will not stop you anymore. But you must take me with you. If something really happens, you can take care of me."

"No. If something really happens, I can't do it, and you can't go. It's better for you to stay there."

After saying that, he no longer talked to Yan Shi, but tied the cow tendon rope he carried and the one he had taken from Lou Wuliang and Lou De's water bodies, tied one end to a large stone, pulled it, and tried it, then tied a stone the size of a human head to the other end of the rope and threw it directly into the big pit.

Shasha, the beef tendon rope was pulled down by the stone and it quickly fell into the big pit. However, judging from the tightness of the rope, the lower part of the rope did not reach the bottom of the big pit.

Seeing that the rope that had been put down by a hundred feet still did not reach the bottom of the pit, Yan Shi seemed even more worried: "Brother Meng, I think I'd better forget it? The pit is so deep, if there is a problem, it's very dangerous."

Meng Xiang ignored Yan Shi, sorted out his things on his body, and went straight to the edge of the big pit. However, before going down, he looked at Yan Shi and said in a very serious tone: "Shitou, I will tell you again. You must not go down. Of course, you can also ignore it. But if I find that you have not listened to me, I will not beat you or scold you, but you and I will part ways in the future."

"Brother Meng, I..."

Before Yan Shi could finish his words, Meng Xiang slid down the rope quickly. In a short while, he slid about thirty feet and came to the tumbling yellow smoke.

He hesitated for a moment, and before entering the yellow smoke, he forced the true energy out of his body and formed a layer of protection on the surface of his body. Soon, he realized how correct his approach was.

After entering the yellow smoke, Meng Xiang immediately found that the smoke was like he was alive, and rushed towards him, surrounding him, greatly reducing his vision. With his extraordinary power, he could only see less than two feet away.

At the same time, he also discovered a very serious problem. He could clearly feel that something wanted to break through the protection of true qi and get close to his body. It didn't take long, and he figured it out. What he wanted to get close to his body was actually the yellow smoke.

At first, Meng Xiang was a little worried, but soon he felt relieved because he found that the true qi that he forced out of his body had a strong defense against the yellow smoke. Although they were all close to him, they could not break through the thin true qi barrier at all.

After letting go, he accelerated the decline, but a huge danger came to him without warning, and the cow tendon rope he was pulling in his hand was broken.

At first he did not notice the abnormality of the beef tendon rope. When he found out, it was too late. With a gamble, it was like breaking a dead branch, and the beef tendon rope was broken by him.

Finally, Meng Xiang had a good psychological quality. After the rope was broken, he did not panic. He suddenly stretched out his right palm, wrapped a layer of light green true energy with his palm, inserted it into the stone wall, and directly penetrated into the base of his fingers, hanging his body on the stone wall.

After getting out of danger, Meng Xiang did not insert his other hand into the stone wall, but held it in front of him and spread it out. There was a pale yellow thing about an inch long and thin, and the tail finger was the one he grabbed when the beef tendon rope broke.

He pressed his index finger and rattled it, and the beef tendon rope was broken into two pieces. At this time, he also saw clearly the changes in the beef tendon rope. He didn't know when it had become very hard and brittle, just like a stone.

He frowned and looked at the yellow smoke that kept pouring towards him. He was already sure that the oxstring rope would become like this must have something to do with them. To verify his idea, he pulled a hair from his head and exposed it to the yellow smoke.

Soon, strands of yellow smoke penetrated into the hair. At the same time, the color of the hair also changed, slowly turning from black to light yellow, almost exactly the same as the color of the beef tendon rope. After touching it, it really became hard. After breaking it, it broke very simply.

Looking at the increasing yellow smoke around him, and looking at the deep pit that seemed like a bottomless pit, a hint of hesitation appeared on Meng Xiang's face, but soon the hesitation on his face disappeared.

He split a small strand of his tied hair, but this time he did not pull them off. He took them out of the true qi shield and exposed them to the yellow smoke. As expected, they quickly became the same state as the previous hair.

Meng Xiang stared at the strand of petrified hair, and then layers of light green air appeared on his face, and then a light green light emerged from the base of the strand of petrified hair and gradually spread to the ends of the hair.

Not long after, the part of the petrified hair was wrapped in a light green glow. Soon, a strange scene appeared in front of him: the yellow on the petrified hair slowly receded, and the hair returned to its original color.

When the strand of petrified hair completely returned to black, Meng Xiang tried it with his hands. They were like his other hairs that were not eroded by yellow smoke.

Meng Xiang nodded slightly, with a comforting smile on his face, but he still did not dive into the bottom of the pit immediately. He stretched out a little finger and removed the protection of his true energy, allowing the yellow smoke to erode him.

The yellow smoke near his little finger immediately surged over like a bloody shark. Meng Xiang didn't feel anything at first, as if the yellow smoke could not invade his body.

He looked carefully and discovered the mystery. From time to time, he flashed light golden textures on the surface of his little finger, which were very similar to the golden textures he found on his skin when he was taking a bath before participating in a hunting competition.

Meng Xiang nodded: After tempering the body with the spiritual energy extracted by the vines, the leakless true body should have reached a certain level and some special features began to appear.

He thought about it and recalled the records of "Hunyuan Wuji" about the true body without leakage. Soon the golden texture on his little finger disappeared.

Without the protection formed by the golden texture, the yellow smoke finally approached Meng Xiang's little finger and drilled inward. However, after Meng Xiang's body refining, his skin became extremely tough. After about ten breaths, they broke through the protection of the skin.

After another ten breaths, Meng Xiang felt a needle-like tingling sensation on his little finger, and gradually a numb feeling appeared, as if his little finger, which was eroded by yellow smoke, no longer existed.

When the first section of the little finger was completely petrified, Meng Xiang did not dare to let the yellow smoke continue to erode and began to transport the true qi to the part of the little finger. Since the fingers were part of his body, he could clearly feel the battle between the true qi and the yellow smoke.

After discovering the true qi, the yellow smoke immediately became restless and accelerated the speed of advancement. At the same time, more yellow smoke was drilling into his fingers outside to prepare for support. However, the true qi has the advantage of home court, and it seems to have some effect on the yellow smoke. In about twenty breaths, the true qi won.

In the process of expelling the yellow smoke, he also discovered good news: in the tug-of-war between true qi and yellow smoke, a small part of the yellow smoke was assimilated by the true qi and became its strengthening nutrient.

He moved his little finger and found that there was no other problem except for a little stiffness. Moreover, under the nourishment of the true energy, the stiffness was quickly disappearing.

Meng Xiang nodded, spread his true energy all over his palms, inserted his hands alternately into the stone wall, and began to penetrate deeper into the bottom of the pit. Not long after, he disappeared into the surging yellow smoke like waves.

As the depth of the pit becomes deeper and deeper, the yellow smoke becomes thicker and thicker, and the rolling movement becomes stronger and stronger, and the pressure on the body-protecting true qi becomes greater and greater.

I don’t know that after a long time, Meng Xiang roughly estimated that he had dived more than three hundred feet into the bottom of the pit, but still did not touch the bottom of the pit.

At this time, the yellow smoke around his body also changed. He no longer rushed towards his body in a swarm, but turned into various shapes, sometimes like snakes, sometimes like tigers, sometimes like monkeys,... all kinds of strange things, and when they attacked, he could vaguely hear them roars consistent with their bodies.

After the yellow smoke atomized into various monsters, the attack power increased greatly. When he pressed against the stone wall, there was little room for rotation. The harder the stone wall at the bottom of the pit, he could no longer easily insert/in it with his fingers.

This situation put a lot of pressure on him and almost made him think of giving up. However, at the critical moment, the old man's words gave him the belief to persevere: Give up is the beginning of failure, and only persistence can lead to success.
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