Looking at the "Evil Ghost Manual" in his hand, Zhuang Wuming's eyes revealed a strange look.
At this time the property board is flashing.
Item: Evil Ghost Scripture
Level: Boutique
Function: Gather the ghost's true energy and establish energy channels.
Learning conditions: 5000 evolution points
Whether to study: yes/no
He can actually learn the cultivation methods of this world directly, as long as he consumes evolution points.
Zhuang Wuming even vaguely guessed the reason for consuming these evolution points, "Is it to establish an energy channel?"
"Does that mean that as long as I find the top cultivation method in the world, I can directly practice the top inheritance."
Thinking of this, Zhuang Wuming looked at Hong Ling and said, "You have obtained the skill card of this world to establish energy channels, so will you have any difficulty in switching to other techniques?"
A hint of meaningfulness flashed in Hong Ling's eyes, "Of course it will have an impact, but it just abolishes the energy and re-accumulates the true energy. Many people have already studied this."
Hearing this, Zhuang Wuming nodded, "It seems the advantage is not that big."
"There are many techniques in this world, but it is basically impossible to really learn the top techniques."
"So the path of us adventurers in the dream world is basically assisted by this inherited cultivation method, and finally we integrate our own talents, skills, and boxing skills to create our own combat system."
"Only in this way can we truly compete with the masters in this world."
"For example, if the great elder of our Bronze Lord Association can become the elder of the Shushan Foreign Affairs Hall, there is absolutely no hope based on the inheritance method he has learned, even if he has learned the killing technique of the Sword Immortal."
"Don't attach too much importance to the inherited skills of this world. All kinds of natural and earthly treasures, things that can improve our fundamental attributes and skills, are the most precious."
Hongling was very responsible and introduced a lot to Zhuang Wuming, further deepening his understanding of the world.
"You will understand many things only if you experience them yourself, so I won't say more."
"Let's hurry up and try to reach the foot of Mount Emei tomorrow."
Hongling took out his Caixiayun, the two of them sat on it and started to move forward.
However, Hongling was very careful, almost always moving a few meters close to the ground and not daring to fly high, obviously for fear of attracting some powerful monster.
Along the way, Zhuang Wuming also activated his magic sense skill from time to time to sense whether there was any danger around him.
He found that he often sensed the presence of various murderous monsters.
Mountain spirits, ghosts, monsters and obstacles.
Even when they were passing by a mountain range, Zhuang Wuming discovered that the entire mountain range was shrouded in a strange aura.
Even his magic sense skill can only detect a darkness, which is obviously an existence above the level of destruction.
Until morning, as the sky sheds light, the darkness of the whole world recedes.
The world seemed to be regaining its vitality, and only then did he realize that all the monsters and ghosts that appeared around him from time to time were gone.
Thoughtfully, "It seems that the time when monsters and monsters appear is usually at night. Is there some kind of rule?"
Hong Ling was obviously relieved, "Okay, it's daytime now, we can hurry up and hurry up."
"There are too many monsters at night. If you are too ostentatious, you are really seeking death."
The colorful clouds raised a tail in the sky and flew away quickly towards the distance. At noon, they came to a high mountain.
At a glance, Zhuang Wuming understood deeply what it meant: "Emei is beautiful in the world, with thousands of weather conditions; one mountain contains four seasons, and the weather is different ten miles away."
Thousands of beauties gather together, the sky is covered with colorful clouds, the sword energy cave cuts off the night and the dusk, and the sun and moon shine like a fairy palace.
What Zhuang Wuming saw was a mountain range filled with countless powerful auras, and countless auras rising to the sky. Each aura represented a strong person, an existence above the level of destruction.
These hundreds of auras soared into the sky and gathered into colorful canopies in the sky. A green mountain peak suppressed the canopies, and a kind of self-centered momentum enveloped everything.
Zhuang Wuming felt frightened just looking at it, a kind of instinctive fear, fear of powerful things.
"Is this the Emei Sect? It's too powerful."
It was rare that Hong Ling did not tease Zhuang Wuming, "It is indeed very powerful. The level of destruction level masters alone exceeds 100, and the level of the president is also over 30."
"In Shushan, all destruction levels are called loose immortals, and those above are called earth immortals. Legend has it that there are also heavenly immortals."
"However, the Celestial Immortals seem to exist in the Lingkong Immortal Realm, which is where the high-level ancestors of countless righteous and demonic sects gather."
"Their fighting power is extremely terrifying, so you have to be in awe. We adventurers here are all weak."
Zhuang Wuming nodded, knowing in his heart, "I know that here, I should endure it, and I will endure it."
"Let's go, we are almost at Emei Mountain. We can only walk up the mountain."
The colorful clouds slowly fell and stopped at the foot of Mount Emei. A bluestone road winded down from the mountain, like a dragon and a snake entrenched.
A huge black stone stands on the left side of the stone road at the foot of the mountain, with the word "Emei" written on it.
At a glance, Zhuang Wuming felt that the infinite sword energy was rushing toward him, vast and endless.
It is as if a supreme swordsman is performing a sword dance, the heaven and earth are changing, and the sun and the moon are all reflected in this sword.
With a thrill all over his body, Zhuang Wuming woke up from his fantasy, and a feeling about the sword came to his heart.
Even though he has never used a sword, he seems to understand some of its secrets.
At this time Hongling looked at him and said, "These are the characters carved by the founder of Emei Mountain. Legend has it that it contains boundless sword intent."
"Any intelligent being who comes here and sees these two words can understand some of the secrets of swordsmanship."
"If you choose to practice the way of the Sword Immortal in the future, it will be easier to get started."
"But there are also people with extremely dull qualifications who don't understand anything."
"But this thing is useless if you don't practice swordsmanship. Let's go."
Without making any further stops, Zhuang Wuming and Hongling climbed up the stairs and headed towards the mountainside.
The road is winding, with nine twists and turns, spiraling up Emei.
The scenery along the way was so beautiful that Zhuang Wuming could not help but think of the description in "Emei Mountain Woodcutter Song".
"The clear sound of the twin bridges is beautiful, clouds and smoke surge from the Thunder Cave; the emerald rocks are stacked on top of each other, and rainbows turn over the Luo Peak; the Xiangchi is a new moon night, and the rain is pouring in the flood; Daping enjoys the snow in the sky, and the nine elders meet the gods; Longmen watches the waterfall, and listens to the Tiger River
Xiangquan; steep cliffs and hanging plank roads, connected by bridges across the clouds."
The words and phrases of the ancients are always so beautiful that people are amazed. In this mysterious fairy and demon space on Mount Emei, he saw a beauty that far exceeded these poems.
After passing through waterfalls, through fields of blooming flowers, and through strange rock caves, they finally arrived at a fairy-like building halfway up the mountain.
The name of the palace is the Palace of Immortals. Seeing this name, Zhuang Wuming felt a shiver in his heart, "What a big statement. Are all the immortals gathering here?"