"Hey, the lady is too cruel."

Mingyu climbed out of a big pit at the foot of Buzhou Mountain with difficulty.

"After so many years, I didn't expect to be back." Ming Yu gustled.

I don’t know if the Empress did it on purpose. Now this location just reaches the height of three thousand feet of Buzhou Mountain.

"This pressure..."

At the Wuzhuang Temple, he heard Zhen Yuanzi say that Buzhou's pressure became lighter. Even though he believed that he would not tell lies, he did not come here in person and had no deep experience.

Now that I have climbed Mount Buzhou again, I have observed it with a deliberate observation that it is really as Zhen Yuanzi said, and the pressure of Buzhou is a little lighter.

"I don't care about him, just climb!" Even if this mighty pressure was a little lighter, it would be no different for Mingyu, it was so heavy.

Compared to the lack of climbing well when he was still at the Heavenly Level, Ming Yu is now a little more calm, at least he doesn't have to climb up the mountain like he did before.

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"Where is the spiritual treasure that the Empress said?" Ming Yu climbed up step by step, and there was still a person in the vast world.

The sky is the highest, the mountains are the highest, Pangu is the highest, and he is the smallest.

Even though Mingyu has now entered the Tao and has entered the seventh level of Daluo, he still feels his insignificance when he climbed Mount Buzhou again.

“Hu~Hu~”

Mingyu didn't know how long he had been walking. When his body began to hunch and was almost unable to walk, he could smell the strong wind.

Cold, extremely cold.

"Snow?" Mingyu stretched out his palm and caught a snowflake.

He raised his head and looked up. There was a vast area, and he could not see the top; there was no bottom.

"It turns out that I have been walking for so long and climbed so high." Ming Yu sighed and continued to climb up.

The wind and snow were strong, and the weather was cold and the earth was frozen. Pangu's pressure was heavy, making him feel difficult to breathe.

He didn't want to speak anymore, and even his thinking was a little stagnant.

The higher he went, Mingyu felt that there was something more pressure from Buzhou Mountain, which seemed to be the power of will, Pangu's will.

This will seems to be targeting him, but it seems not. Perhaps because he was the only one climbing the mountain at this time, Mingyu felt the meaning of targeting him.

"Cry!" The green phoenix sang, and the white-clothed primordial spirit in Lingtaizhong turned into a blue phoenix covering the sky and soared into the sky.

As always bear the burden and as always realize the truth.

Mingyu seemed to have forgotten Nuwa's explanation, but was just silent in the state of enlightenment.

Climb step by step, hone step by step, practice step by step.

What you reach is imperfect, what you sow is the spirit, and what you cultivate is the heart of Tao.

The sky is quiet, the earth is quiet, and the people are quiet.

Mingyu is like his Yin-Yang sword, returning to the furnace, constantly forging, hammering, and quenching into water. With such a thousand hammering, the more you polish it, the better you get!

In the spiritual platform, the pavilion of life tree began to fall leaves, and the leaves fell down and merged into the yin and yang soil.

When a leaf falls, the brilliance of the Taoist Tree of Nirvana becomes brighter; while the Taoist Tree of Life continues to grow leaves, one leaf falls and one leaf grows.

Life and death are cyclical, and there is no stop.

But Buzhou's sacred mountain is so unattainable after all, and Mingyu is still struggling even if it gets better and better.

The wind does not stop and the snow does not stop, but he needs to stop.

At this time, he stood still, and his hunched waist stood straight again, as if he was not in a proper way.

The snow fell like goose feathers, falling on his head, on his eyebrows, on his shoulders, and wrapped him into a snowman in a short while.

When Qingluan's soul saw that the body stopped, he also stopped and returned to the world of the Lingtai and turned into a white-clothed boy. He sat under the tree of life and let the leaves grow.

"You are so strange." A tender voice came to Ming Yu's ears, bringing him a little warmth.

Is there anyone else?

Mingyu does not have the joy of meeting her companions in the vast world, but only has vigilance.

"Huh~"

A red light flashed, the wind and snow stopped suddenly, Mingyu felt warm, his eyes cleared, and he was in a beautiful world.

But there were dense red silk threads intertwined in the sky, and knots were tied here and there, and those knots were dazzling.

"Hey, what are you looking at?" Ming Yu lowered his head, and a figure with a small figure with a little bit of Mohu appeared in front of him, and the sound was like a little girl.

"Who are you? Why are you here?" The little girl's voice was a little dissatisfied and questioned Ming Yu.

"To be honest, you probably brought me here." Ming Yu rolled his eyes.

"Also, don't you introduce yourself before asking someone's name?"

"You are indeed a weird person." The little girl gurgled.

When I asked others in the past, people would answer truthfully, but this guy was the only one who was strange.

"I'm a matchmaker!"

Although he thought Mingyu was strange, the matchmaker told him.

"Matchmaker? You chose this name yourself?" Mingyu's face looked strange.

The matchmaker looked up proudly, "Yes, how about it, it sounds nice?"

"Well, it sounds nice, of course it sounds nice!" Ming Yu nodded decisively.

"Of course." The matchmaker was very satisfied with Ming Yu's attitude.

"Oh, no, right, you haven't told me what your name is yet!"

It almost made the guy in front of him drift over.

"My name is...I won't tell you!" Mingyu came to her and the sword came out of Yin and Yang!

"Ah!" The matchmaker disappeared in an instant.

"You are really strange!" The matchmaker said in a very dissatisfied tone. She appeared in the sky and looked at Mingyu from a high place, but her figure was still unclear.

"Isn't it you strange?!"

Mingyu threw out the white jade bracelet and smashed the figure in the air.

"I don't know how many years old the old monster still has to come out to pretend to be young!"

As soon as he entered this world, he noticed a trace of murderous intent. This matchmaker is not as harmless as human and animal in front of him.

"Who is strange? I obviously changed according to your heart, but I just didn't let you see your face clearly!"

The matchmaker appeared again, but this time she changed her image. She wore red makeup, her face was like white jade, and her face was like Chaohua, but there was an indescribable coldness between her eyebrows.

"Young, don't pretend?" Ming Yu took out the Three Lives Stone and threw it up and down in his hand.

"Hmph!" The matchmaker's jade hand flew, and the red lines in the sky fell, intertwined like a net, and a misty breath enveloped him.

Mingyu pushed out the Three Lives Stone, like a mountain or a mountain to suppress all directions. No matter how Matchmaker does it, he cannot break the defense.

It seemed as if the Three Lives Stone naturally restrained her.

"Okay, okay, put away your magical powers and follow me." Ming Yu said lazily.

"Why!" The matchmaker was angry, but pulled out a red silk thread from the sky, and the red knot that was like a mess of crepe was untied.

She outlined Ming Yu's appearance in the void, and then wrapped the red rope three times around his ring finger.

"Don't think I can't do anything to you if I don't tell my name!"

The matchmaker opened his Dharma eyes and began to cast a spell.

Red threads started from Mingyu's hand and led them into the void.

Yunmengze, Hongyun, who was preaching to Ling'er, frowned and waved his hand to cut off the red line, took it to his palm, and looked at it for a while.

Then, the murderous intent alarmed all directions.

Hongyun's face was as deep as water, but someone actually had the idea of ​​his little cotton jacket?

"Zhen Yuanzi, I have something to come to you!" Hongyun crushed a jade talisman.

In Yushan, the Queen Mother cut off three red lines with a dark face, and the fairy-gathering flag made a fierce sound.

Tiannan, Aunt Qing raised her hand and burned the red thread.

"Aunt Qing, what's wrong?" Little Phoenix looked at her strangely.

"It's okay."

The Taiyin Star, the two star kings' murderous intent are almost condensed into reality.

In the Palace of Wa, Nuwa looked at Buzhou Mountain with an expressionless face.

On the observatory, the Emperor of Heaven waved on Xuannv's head without any trace.
To be continued...