Jing Wulan had a bitter look on his face. Although he was reluctant, he could only nod his head and said: "Since the master wants to go, the old slave is naturally willing to go."
Ying Zhuyue was not a procrastinator. Once he decided, he would not stop and immediately headed towards the bone mound.
After leaving the Broken Mirror Pond, Jing Wulan took Ying Zhuyue all the way up. Ying Zhuyue looked puzzled and asked, "Aren't we going to the Bone Tomb? Why are we going all the way up?"
According to her understanding, cemeteries and the like were basically underground, but Jing Wulan took her upward.
"What the owner doesn't know is that the ossuary is not an ordinary tomb. It is on Lintian Peak in the Izumo Mountains. Lintian Peak is the highest peak in the Izumo Mountains. It is several thousand feet high and reaches into the sky. This Lintian Peak
Ordinary people cannot climb the peak at all. If you don't have the strength of Xuan Gang Mirror, going there is asking for death. You may be blown to death by the ubiquitous Gang wind before you reach the top of the peak. It is extremely dangerous."
"I see, no wonder you are so afraid of it." Ying Zhuyue thought for a while, and then said: "Since Lintian Peak is so dangerous, it will definitely be more difficult to build a cemetery on it. The people who built it must have
Extraordinarily powerful.”
Jing Wulan nodded, with admiration in his eyes, and said, "When I went there for the first time, I was extremely shocked."
As the two of them talked, they had unknowingly arrived at the halfway point of Lintian Peak, where they were almost above the clouds. Looking around, they could see the entire Izumo Mountains.
After walking for a while, Ying Zhuyue gradually felt a little strenuous. The strong wind in her ears made her stand a little unsteady. If it weren't for her special state, she might not be able to hold on at this time.
"Master, the wind is very strong here, let me take you with me." Jing Wulan said when he saw Ying Zhuyue's body swaying in the wind.
However, Ying Zhuyue shook his head and said: "If I can't resist this little strong wind, I don't deserve to go to the bone mound."
She has always been a person who refuses to admit defeat. The more impossible something seems to others, the more she wants to give it a try. What's more, this strong wind is a good opportunity to practice her skills.
Ying Zhuyue withdrew all her true energy from around her body, relying only on her own physical strength to resist the strong wind. The strong wind was so strong that every blow on her body felt like a knife cut, but her expression remained unchanged as she endured the pain that followed.
, continue climbing.
Jing Wulan saw it from the side and admired it in his heart. No wonder the master had such cultivation at such a young age. She was already smarter than ordinary people, so under such circumstances, she did not miss any opportunity to practice.
It just proves the saying that genius is 99% sweat and 1% talent.
Seeing that it was getting closer to the top of the Tianfeng Peak, the strong wind became more fierce. Ying Zhuyue's body was already riddled with holes and blood flowed everywhere, but she still gritted her teeth and persisted, not relying on her true energy to resist.
Ying Zhuyue watched with horror. At that time, he did not dare to climb to the top of Tianfeng with only his body. Master, this can be called a pervert. If it were not for her beautiful appearance, he would definitely think that she is a man.
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"Huh!" Finally reaching the top of Lintian Peak, Ying Zhuyue let out a long breath. He felt that his body was extremely tired, but his spirit was as bright as ever. It was as if he had gone through a baptism, and his body was instantly repaired by the flow of true energy.
After the wound was repaired, the skin became even more beautiful.