The five hundred and fortieth chapters of the magic road
Time flies, time passes, and three months fly by in the blink of an eye.
In the secret room, Shi Mu sat cross-legged, his eyes closed, and his whole person was shrouded in a layer of black and white light. The two colors were distinct and showed no signs of fusion.
"What's going on? It's completely missing the point. What went wrong?" Shi Mu opened his eyes and murmured.
In the past two or three months, he has been trying continuously, but to no avail so far, which makes him feel a little anxious.
There is no problem in stimulating the Yang power of the left hand and the Yin power of the right hand at the same time, but once you try to integrate the Yin and Yang powers, the Yin power and the Yang power immediately conflict, making it impossible to merge into one.
He did not dare to force the fusion, otherwise under the fierce conflict between the power of yin and yang, the explosive power would be too amazing, and his body would be unable to bear it first.
Shi Mu frowned.
The first and second turns required the essence and blood of the heavenly beasts, plus the infusion of the Yang Fire and the Yin Qi. The third turn did not mention these, which made him a little happy. However, after trying this time, the result was far worse than the previous one.
imaginary difficulties.
Originally, when encountering such problems in cultivation, one should ask a teacher to respect the seniors, but now he does not even dare to let others know about his cultivation. How can anyone ask?
"By the way, the three treasures of the White Ape Ancestor..." A flash of lightning flashed in Shi Mu's mind, and he suddenly thought of something.
He still has the information about the three treasures left by the White Ape Ancestor in his mind, but he hasn't looked into it carefully yet. There may be a solution to it.
The White Ape Ancestor would not leave three treasures behind for no reason. Since he left this piece of information while explaining the technique, there must be deep meaning in it.
Shi Mu immediately closed his eyes to check the information about those treasures. After a full meal, he opened his eyes with a look of joy on his face.
What he thought was indeed correct. The White Ape Ancestor left something that could help balance yin and yang in the treasure on the second floor of Qinglan Holy Land. As for what it was, he did not explain it.
In any case, this information is definitely a timely help for Shi Mu today.
But then, Shi Mu seemed to remember something, and the smile on his expression slowly disappeared.
To go to the treasure land, you need to go to the second level of Qinglan Holy Land.
In Qinglan Holy Land, there are extremely strict regulations on the movement of various spaces. As a disciple who has been here for a hundred years, under normal circumstances, it is impossible to go to the second level at all.
In other words, the most direct way to reach the second level is to become a thousand-year disciple yourself.
However, the Holy Land clearly stipulates that if you want to become a thousand-year disciple, you must have practiced in the first level for a thousand years, and your cultivation must reach the realm of heaven to be eligible to apply.
There was a wry smile on Shi Mu's face. It had only been a dozen years since he came to Qinglan Holy Land. If he wanted to go there, he would have to wait for nearly a thousand years. Even if he had the patience, how could other people who practice Xuan Gong do it?
Wait for him?
He shook his head and searched desperately in his mind for some of the classics about the sect that he had read before, trying to find one or two ways to make an exception and go to the second dimension without attracting the attention of others.
As a result, he searched for a long time but still couldn't find it.
"No, I know too little about the sect's rules, so it would be safer to ask someone." Shi Mu quickly gave up this useless effort and stood up.
He didn't know many people in the sect, and most of them were people who worshiped at the Qinglan Holy Land at the same time as him, so it was in vain to ask.
After much thought, Shi Mu decided to go find Ling Feng.
This person is not only the senior brother who initially guided his group of disciples to get started, but he is also a good person and seems to be quite easy to talk to. After staying in Qinglan Holy Land for such a long time, it is appropriate to ask him for information.
Just do whatever you want, Shi Mu stood up immediately.
An hour later, he came to a crisp mountain peak.
The bottom of the mountain is surrounded by bamboo forests, which is quite quiet. There are several attic buildings in the depths, most of which are made of bamboo and look simple and plain.
As soon as Shi Mufang approached, he heard a melodious flute sound coming from one of the attics.
The sound of the flute is like the wind blowing in the pine forest, it is elegant and extraordinary, making people feel peaceful when hearing it.
Shi Mu stood motionless until the song ended, and then he walked to the attic building.
"Senior Brother Lingfeng, are you here? I'd like to see Shi Mu," Shi Mu said.
"Haha, it turns out that it's Junior Brother Shi who is here to visit. If you're too far away to welcome me, please come in." A clear and elegant voice came from the attic, and the door opened automatically.
Shi Mu stepped in and saw a man in a green robe standing in the living room, holding a crisp jade flute, his long hair held up by a ribbon, looking as if he were a fairy, it was Ling Feng.
"Hey, we haven't seen each other for a few years, and my junior brother's cultivation has taken another step forward. He has reached the late stage of the earth level. It's really gratifying." Ling Feng stood up, looked at Shi Mu up and down, and said with a smile.
"How can Shi, with his shallow cultivation, compare with his senior brother?" Shi Mu also said with a smile.
"Haha, you and I don't need to compliment each other anymore. Junior Brother Shi came here today, probably not just to chat with me. If you have anything, it's okay to say it." Ling Feng said.
"Then it's better for Shi to be respectful than to obey. I came here today because I wanted to ask my senior brother about some things in the Holy Land." Shi Mu said, cupping his hands.
Hearing this, Ling Feng nodded slightly and signaled Shi Mu to continue.
"Shi, I would like to ask you to find out if there is a way for us, century-old disciples, to enter the second level of the Holy Land in advance?" Shi Mu asked.
"Residence permanently or temporarily?" Ling Feng asked.
"How long can I stay temporarily?" Shi Mu asked.
"Temporary stay requires the invitation of a thousand-year disciple, and the longest stay cannot exceed seven days. You can only stay within the scope of the disciple's spiritual land, and you are not allowed to go out wantonly." Ling Feng replied.
"What about Changju?" Shi Mu asked again.
"Haha, living for a long time means becoming a thousand-year disciple. This is more difficult. One of the major prerequisites for becoming a thousand-year disciple is to reach the heavenly level. Junior brother is only at the late stage of the earth level at the moment. Even if the strength is strong, the sect will not make an exception.
"Ling Feng shook his head and said.
"Is there really no way?" Shi Mu frowned and asked.
"Junior Brother Shi has just joined Qinglan Holy Land for more than ten years. Why are you so anxious? Is it for the welfare resources of thousands of years of disciples?" Ling Feng asked.
The corner of Shi Mu's mouth moved but he did not speak.
"If it is just for the resources of the Millennium Disciples, there is no need for it. Junior Brother does not know that although the Millennium Disciples receive abundant resources from the sect, they, like us Centennial Disciples, also need to complete certain sect tasks every year. Those tasks
It is also extremely dangerous for heavenly beings, let alone ordinary hundred-year disciples. Junior Brother Shi might as well stay among the hundred-year disciples for a while to hone his strength." Ling Feng said.
"Another point is that our Qinglan Holy Land upholds the correct path of martial arts. The practice of a warrior is not only about cultivating the warrior's way externally, but also about cultivating the character internally. Our Qinglan Holy Ancestor believes that if the character is insufficient, even if the martial arts can lead to the gods,
It is not the right path, and it is very likely that you will eventually go astray and fall into the devil's path, so a period of a thousand years has been set. After the thousand years, your character can be tempered enough before you can officially set foot on the second level." Ling Feng continued.
Shi Mu was silent for a moment after hearing this, then suddenly raised his head, cupped his hands and said:
"Thank you for your kind advice, senior brother. However, Shi does have difficulties and must go to the second level of the Holy Land as soon as possible. If senior brother knows about Hua, please give me some advice. I am very grateful."
Hearing this, Ling Feng glanced at Shi Mu, sighed, and said:
"Well, there is no way. Since junior brother insists so much, I will tell you."
"Thank you, senior brother." Shi Mu was overjoyed.
"If a hundred-year-old disciple wants to enter the second level of the Holy Land in advance, the only way is to break through the magic path in the Xuanling Tower." Ling Feng said with a solemn expression.
"Please give me some advice, senior brother." Shi Mu looked puzzled. He had never heard of this term.
"The Phantom Demonic Path is a special place in the sect, and I have only heard about it a little bit. It is said that after entering this path, you will face the endless illusions that are both fake and real. If you are not careful, you will get lost in it, unable to extricate yourself, and even be attracted by it.
The phantom demon is destroyed and the body is destroyed. If you want to become a thousand-year disciple in advance, you must pass the test of the phantom demon and prove that you are capable of becoming a thousand-year disciple in advance regardless of your character and strength." Ling Feng said this with a serious expression.
Shi Mu's face changed slightly and he fell silent.
But after a moment, a firm look flashed in his eyes, and he had obviously made up his mind.
"In addition, there are certain requirements for breaking into the path of fantasy and magic. It cannot be broken by just any disciple with a hundred years of experience." Before Shi Mu could speak, Ling Feng said again.
"What conditions?" Shi Mu was not surprised.
Since the Demonic Path is so dangerous, the sect will definitely not let its centuries-old disciples die in vain, so it is only natural to set some thresholds.
"If you want to enter the path of fantasy and magic, you must first defeat the top three disciples among the century-old disciples, that is, the third-ranked senior brother Yunyi, then me, and finally the first-ranked senior brother Long." Ling Feng said with a smile.
When Shi Mu heard this, his expression changed slightly.
Among these three people, Shi Mu had already seen the strength of Long Zhanye and Ling Feng in the competition. As for the third place Yunyi, he did not take action in the competition.
But to be able to firmly rank third among the top disciples, he must have extraordinary strength, and he is by no means a simple person.
How easy is it to defeat these three people in a row?
But if you want to break into the path of fantasy and magic, this seems to be the only way.
When Shi Mu thought of this, he couldn't help but take a deep breath.
"Haha, looking at Junior Brother Shi's expression, he may have already made his own plans. Considering the friendship that brought you to the Holy Land back then, I'll give you a reminder." Ling Feng chuckled.
"Please give me some advice from Senior Brother Ling Feng." Shi Mu cupped his hands and said.
"You have seen the strength of Senior Brother Long in the competition. He is far superior to Ling. It is just a mere inferiority. However, although Junior Brother Yunyi is ranked behind me, his strength is only slightly higher than mine.
Low." Ling Feng said.
Shi Mu's eyes flashed and he nodded.
He didn't stay with Ling Feng for the rest of the time and quickly said goodbye and left.
Lingfeng watched Shi Mu's figure gradually disappear into the bamboo forest in the distance, his eyes were indifferent and he said nothing.