On the Tongyang Overpass, Qin Xuan was still walking slowly.
He was not walking very fast, and he had not covered one-third of the distance between the Heng Yang and the Immortal Phoenix Star.
The surrounding temperature seemed to become more and more terrifying, and every step seemed like stepping on fire.
Just like on the path of cultivation, disasters are like fire, burning my body.
Boring, boring, burning, painful...
If all kinds of feelings enter the heart, just one step away will cause the surrounding eternal Yang energy to invade the body and burn the body 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, with magic weapons that were extremely smelted and embedded in the red overpass.
He looked calm, his heart was still, and he was still walking slowly.
He had already walked this road in his previous life, and walked for three full years, refining his Taoist heart in Tianqiao.
But now, it's just a bridge made of the heat of the sun. How can it shake Qin Changqing at all?
He walked on this overpass for about five days.
There is no broken bridge ahead, and occasionally the tide of the sun sweeps across, but for Qin Xuan, who is refining the fire phoenix essence and blood, it is not enough to hinder him in the slightest.
He rode through hundreds of tides and walked through most of the overpasses, almost reaching the end.
At this moment, Qin Xuan's eyes froze.
He looked ahead and saw many figures, hundreds of people, gathered in one place.
"Are we here?"
Qin Xuan said to himself and smiled lightly.
He naturally knew where he was ahead, but he saw that the overpass in front seemed to be broken again, and instead, there was the vast starry sky, dark, cold, and terrifying, with turbulent currents gathering around him and turning into a storm that would destroy everything.
However, the place where this bridge is broken is not due to the decay of time.
In the center of countless turbulent storms, there is a mountain.
The whole mountain is glowing with starlight, and on it, there are even more prohibitions shining, with beautiful colors intertwined.
There is a pavilion on the mountain, and there are hundreds of treasures in the pavilion, like stars, shining with the light of the sun.
Phoenix Blood Mountain!
Tens of millions of years ago, a wonderful scene in the Immortal Phoenix Kingdom.
Refining a mountain with thousands of discarded heavy treasures into a mountain, it was erected in front of the entrance to 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 name and take a valuable treasure of the same height at will.
It can be seen how arrogant the Immortal Phoenix Kingdom was back then. Every important treasure on Phoenix Blood Mountain is not easy to obtain. Most of them are fifth-grade treasures, specially prepared for visitors, and they are determined not to be able to obtain them.
In fact, tens of millions of years ago, very few people could obtain valuable treasures on Phoenix Blood Mountain.
Every person who left a name was a person of amazing talent and beauty. Even at that time, many monks in the Immortal Phoenix Kingdom were honored to leave their name on Phoenix Blood Mountain.
Apart from the heavy treasures, this is the highest honor.
Even if a Dao Lord below the Hedao realm obtains a valuable treasure, he will be received by the Divine Emperor of the Immortal Phoenix Divine Kingdom.
And at the very top of the Phoenix Blood Mountain is a drop of real phoenix blood.
It is not the essence and blood of the Immortal Phoenix, but the blood of the ancestral mount of the Immortal Phoenix Kingdom, a true phoenix in the Mahayana realm.
Even if this drop of blood is not the essence blood of the Immortal Phoenix, it is definitely an enviable existence for cultivators.
If one can swallow phoenix blood, it will benefit the cultivator's mana and body just like taking half-elixir medicine.
That's why hundreds of Dao Lords gathered together.
Qin Xuan was approaching, and even the Dao Lords did not notice him.
Most of these Dao Lords present are of the highest level of returning to the void, and can walk through Tongyang
Tianqiao’s strength is beyond doubt.
Qin Xuan even saw Feng Bao and others here.
The four of them, Feng Bao, were also looking at the Phoenix Blood Mountain with their brows furrowed.
They were obviously not satisfied with the results of their respective mountain climbing, and there was no name of Feng Bao or others on it.
"Fat man from Tongbao Pavilion, you have only climbed 760 feet, so you are too embarrassed by Changqing!" Wuxian sneered at the side with a face full of teasing.
Feng Bao was not embarrassed and said with a smile: "What the Wuxian Saint said is correct. Feng Bao is not strong enough, so naturally he cannot reach too high!"
Tianxu's face turned pale, and he obviously suffered a lot.
"Wuxian girl, how about you go up and give it a try?" Tianxu snorted, "Although your White Bone Dao is strong, I'm afraid it's still a little short of what you need to climb this mountain."
As he spoke, Tianxu's eyes fell on the Phoenix Blood Mountain and he said strangely: "Look at that Su Xuan, but she left her name at 1,700 feet and got a bottle of Phoenix Bone Pill. If you can't even surpass Su Xuan, tsk tsk
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"Old Taoist, shut up!" Wuxian raised his eyebrows and scolded in a charming manner: "How can this saint be no match for that fool like Su Xuan? This saint just doesn't want to be in such a hurry to climb the mountain."
At this moment, there was a roar, startling the three of them.
They turned around and saw that Wuliang was silent and had already climbed the mountain.
Such actions not only surprised the three Wuxians, but also the surrounding monks who were watching could not help but look shocked.
"The eminent monk from Qingdi Hall has climbed the mountain!"
"I remember that this monk's name is Wuliang. He is an eminent monk from Da Zi Zai Temple. His strength is unfathomable. I wonder how high he can climb this mountain?"
"Currently, the tallest one is Saint Su Xuan of the Shengtian Sect. She is blessed with both Dharma and Body cultivation, and has climbed 1,700 feet."
The surrounding monks were talking a lot, looking at Phoenix Blood Mountain, which was shining with stars.
This mountain is 5,400 feet high, and the height of 1,700 feet is less than one-third.
I only saw unscrupulous mountain climbing. The mountain is almost a cliff, with only a slight curvature. The mountain surface is as bright as a mirror, and it is impossible to stop and stop.
Unscrupulous climbed up, but it was only a hundred feet away, and his speed was obviously sluggish.
Suddenly, Wuliang's body shook, and a golden Buddha's light rose into the sky. His sluggish figure suddenly rose up, and his feet seemed to be stepping on the void, and like a ray of Buddha's light, he rushed straight up the mountain.
The speed is even more astonishing.
The pressure will increase with every inch of the mountain, which is equivalent to going upstream. Under such circumstances, unscrupulous people can still explode with speed.
"Three hundred feet, how many breaths have it taken?"
"Before, it took Saint Suxuan more than thirty breaths to reach three hundred feet. She is worthy of being a member of the Qingdi Palace!"
In the midst of everyone's discussion, unscrupulousness has turned into a golden light in everyone's eyes, and its momentum has not slowed down even a little bit.
However, if you look carefully, you will find that there are blue veins on Wuxian's neck and Wuxian's head.
There was even a trace of bloodshot eyes in his eyes, like a crazy monk.
"Seven hundred feet, surpassing Feng Bao from Tongbao Pavilion!"
"Eight hundred feet..."
"It's over a thousand feet!"
Thousands of feet away, at the foot of Huangxue Mountain, there was a commotion, and even Wuxian and others could not help but shrink their pupils.
On this Tongyang Overpass, among the monks who can climb thousands of feet, Su Xuan is the only one.
Tianxu and Feng Bao were on the side road, so they were at a great disadvantage in climbing, and they did not exceed a thousand feet.
One thousand one hundred feet, one thousand two hundred feet...
One thousand five hundred feet!
There was deathly silence at the foot of Phoenix Blood Mountain, and even Tianxu, Feng Bao and others could not help but be stunned.
They don't know how much pressure there is above a thousand feet, but they understand that it is absolutely unimaginable
elephant.
One thousand five hundred feet, almost twice their height.
"This monk is crazy!" Taoist Tianxu murmured, with a formation in his eyes, looking at a height of 1,500 feet in front of him.
He could clearly see that Unscrupulous's seven orifices were bleeding, and the muscles and bones all over his body seemed to be broken.
"If this continues, he will definitely suffer heavy losses!" Wuxian couldn't help but change his expression slightly.
"Damn it, why did this monk suddenly go crazy!" The corners of Feng Bao's mouth were also twitching.
There seemed to be a glimmer of light in the unscrupulous pupils. He raised his head and looked towards the top of the mountain, as if he was looking at the end of his Buddhist path.
"Amitabha!" He clasped his hands together, and a dharma image suddenly appeared behind him.
That was his Buddhist path. He saw the thousand-foot-long Dharma image slamming onto the ground, holding him up with one hand, and in this situation, he forcefully supported his body and soared another hundred feet.
One thousand six hundred feet!
The terrifying pressure almost caused the sound of broken bones to appear on Wuliang's body, and his skin was covered in blue and purple.
His appearance at this moment is neither that of a Buddha nor that of a demon.
Only those eyes are peaceful and firm, as if they are looking towards the Buddha.
Suddenly, the thousand-foot-long dharma image was shattered and crushed by its pressure. Even so, as the dharma image was shattered, the Buddha clasped his palms together and suddenly flew towards the unscrupulous feet.
Bang bang bang...
There was almost a sound of flesh cracking, and his flesh and blood seemed to be crushed.
The monks below were all dumbfounded.
"This monk is possessed!"
"No, if this continues, he may die in this mountain."
Tianxu and Feng Bao's expression suddenly changed, and his brows were furrowed.
"As for what? It's just a mountain. Those valuable treasures are not necessary!" Wuxian was also a little confused. She had never seen Wuliang like this.
One thousand seven hundred feet away, Wuliang was holding a Buddhist gift. He even saw Suxuan's name, but his eyes were already a little blurry.
There seemed to be a faint laughter beside his ears, a chuckle like a silver bell.
"Little monk, it may be difficult to cross me!"
"Little monk, what's so good about becoming a Buddha? It's better to be like me, with heaven and earth as your bed, and the sun and moon as your friends!"
"Little monk, I have to leave. See you again if we have a chance!"
Wuliang's teeth trembled slightly and he drank suddenly.
"The young monk is not talented, and his talent is dull. He can't climb this mountain, and you can't cross it!" There was blood and tears in his eyes.
"So what? If you can't climb this mountain, you will die at the end of your strength. If you can't cross it, you will die at the end of your life!"
He spat out a mouthful of blood, but there was countless Buddha's light rising to the sky on his body, and there seemed to be a faint shackle broken.
boom!
At this moment, he seemed to be trapped in the ethereal space, vaguely, as if he had touched the edge of Hedao.
There seemed to be another sound in my ears.
"No, the people from Stealing Immortal Mountain are here!"
"Quickly leave, if you don't leave, we will be buried here with you!"
Vaguely, Wuliang seemed to see the overwhelming number of bandits in the city, and saw the figure giving orders to the bandits.
"This guy is my friend, you go and play next to him!"
"Little monk, we meet again! Tsk tsk, but why are you still in the realm of transformation into gods?"
"I'll tell you a secret, my grandfather nominated me to be on the list of immortals."
"Little monk, I'm leaving. Next time I see you, be careful I rob you!"
The monk in the city moved his lips but did not speak.
On the mountain, Wuliang suddenly opened his eyes, and with his fingers like a knife, he wrote a line of words on the Phoenix Blood Mountain.
He had no chance to say the words out of his mouth, "Congratulations!"
"Congratulations, you are ranked seventy-one on the immortal list!"
He smiled unscrupulously, blood surged like a fountain, and his figure fell like sand.