Ling Han was surprised, because there was a row of steps in front of him, and they were made of fine jade, exuding a soft brilliance.
There are no steps at the bottom of the mountain. Instead, they are only halfway up the mountain?
It doesn't make any sense whatsoever.
Ling Han raised his head and moved forward. He could vaguely see a vague building in front of him, but he couldn't see it clearly.
Is that a building left behind by a previous civilization?
After the dramatic changes in the world, the surface of the earth was broken open, allowing many ancient buildings to reappear. Therefore, this mountain peak was underground before, and it may not have been long ago when it emerged. Otherwise, it would be difficult for five or six hundred years of medicine to appear
Old ginseng.
Ancient monuments usually represent opportunities!
Ling Han always felt that the current martial arts was just at its beginning, and this judgment came from the elixir.
Even if he is the emperor of alchemy and is extremely keen on alchemy, he should not be able to refine the elixir just by looking at it and succeed in one go.
There is only one explanation for this, and that is that Danfang is too low-level, so he can understand it at a glance and make improvements quickly.
And who does this elixir serve?
Of course, it is the current warrior, whether it is the Tongmai Realm, the Blood Exchange Realm or the Extreme Bone Realm.
Therefore, Ling Han can deduce that the current level of martial arts is also very low.
The lower the level of martial arts, the faster the improvement. For example, Ling Han can complete the training of a lineage in half a day using the local tycoon formation. This is unimaginable at a high level.
Then, if a high-level monument from a previous civilization could be discovered, it might be possible for him to immediately become a strong man above the Extreme Bone Realm. The most important thing is to improve his mental power, allowing him to reunite with his family.
With his heart pounding, he stepped out and stepped on the steps.
Buzz, a huge force came back, and bang, Ling Han's whole body suddenly fell backwards, falling solidly.
"Grrrrrrrrrr!" The little pink pig laughed so hard that it turned forward and backward, kicking its four short legs wildly. It was so crazy.
"It's decided, let's eat roast suckling pig now!" Ling Han said fiercely.
The little pink pig was not afraid of him at all and looked at him.
Ling Han chuckled: "Do you think I can't do anything to you just because you endure the beating?"
The little pink pig showed a look of confusion, what else can you do?
Ling Han grabbed the short tail of the little pink pig and lifted it up.
"Goo!" The little pink pig screamed immediately. His head, feet, and brain were easily congested, you bastard.
Ling Han climbed up the steps again, but was still bounced back, and both the man and the pig fell hard.
Forget it, don’t take the front line.
Ling Han avoided the row of steps and walked from the edge.
There is no road here, the rocks are rugged, and the huge pressure makes it difficult to walk, but at least there is no strength to bounce back from the feet, so you can still go up, but the speed will be slower.
Ling Han walked slowly towards the mountain. After walking a few steps, he stopped to breathe for a while. The pressure was really terrible, but he had walked all the way from the Yuan World. What does it mean to be more stressed?
The little pink pig was moved. This human being, which it originally looked down upon, had such resilience.
Reaching the pinnacle of martial arts certainly requires talent, but in fact, tenacity is even more important. There are reports of top geniuses falling on the way to the top, and most of the reasons are that they are not tough enough to grit their teeth and push through.
It seems that he underestimates this ugly human being.
After spending half a day, Ling Han finally saw the building in front of him.
He was surprised.
This was indeed a building complex that belonged to a certain force in the previous civilization, but now most of the houses have been destroyed, and even corpses can be seen on the ground, which have long been weathered into bones, but the clothes on them are
It's still there, which is very strange.
Once here, the pressure was even greater, and Ling Han really had no choice but to go any further.
He observed carefully, looking for sources of stress.
"Gu" the little pink pig suddenly pointed in a direction.
Ling Han looked over but saw nothing: "Sexy Pig, what do you want me to see?"
Bang, the little pink pig slapped him, and Ling Han's eyes immediately became clear.
He saw a deep sword mark in a very distant place. It was this sword mark that emitted terrible evil energy, forming pressure and covering the entire mountain.
Wait, why do I know this is a sword mark?
A doubt flashed through Ling Han's heart. It was just a thick mark. Knives, guns, swords and even palms could make it. Why did he think it was a sword mark?
He looked towards the little pink pig.
That scene was what Little Pink Pig let him see, so it was most likely Little Pink Pig's own judgment.
"Sexy pig, how many secrets are you hiding in your body?" Ling Han picked up the little pink pig.
"Gu!" The little pink pig didn't even look at him seriously, but it immediately paid the price and was thrown out by Ling Han.
Ling Han looked at the mountain again and murmured: "It's impossible to go up, but can you find something good around it?"
He could not enter this huge building complex, so he could only walk around it. Soon after, he found a broken sword very close to him, about two feet away, and it was not on the jade-paved road.
Can you succeed?
He tried to move forward, but after taking the first two steps, he felt a salty taste in his throat, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
No, no, if you continue to leave, you will be courting death.
Ling Han retreated, while the little pink pig glanced at him with disdain, as if you were here to beg Uncle Pig.
Pooh!
Ling Han tried to use branches and other objects to push the sword back, but it was useless. As long as anything came close to the sword, it would immediately break into pieces.
Is there really no other way but to beg that perverted pig?
"Goo!" the little pink pig said proudly, looking like he was convinced by Ling Han.
Ling Han's heart moved and he unleashed his spiritual power.
At this stage of his life, his mind power can only control the array patterns. In terms of strength, he can only lift a few books at most.
However, this should be enough to "drag" the sword back.
Ling Han immediately let go of his telekinesis, which was not affected by pressure. He immediately wrapped it around the hilt of the sword, then turned into a hand and pulled hard.
Clang, the broken sword made a sound and moved a little towards his direction.
Hey, what's going on?
The little pink pig looked surprised. It looked at Ling Han and suddenly realized.
Mental strength.
This human being actually developed spiritual power in the Tongmai realm?
Huh, that's interesting.
When Ling Han saw that it was possible, his confidence naturally skyrocketed. He used his mental power to hook it again, and the broken sword moved towards him again.
Clang, Clang, Clang, the Broken Sword could only move a few inches at a time, but with the effort of water grinding, it was getting closer and closer to Ling Han.
Half an hour later, it appeared at Ling Han's feet.