Chapter 66: Brother Mystery of the Spirit of the Mountain Gate
The evil light dispersed, and what appeared in front of Wu Yi was a stone staircase with no end. The stone steps were all made of white marble, as smooth as a mirror, and beautiful. However, the height with no end in sight was still disappointing.
Wu Yi didn't even have the desire to climb. It reached straight to the sky and seemed to pierce the sky. It would take him who knows how many years and months to reach the top.
As if he could read Wu Yi's thoughts, Senior Brother Ying beside him said: "This is part of the sect's mountain protection formation. It contains the way of changing time and space. If there is an invasion by a foreign enemy, this ladder is enough to trap the enemy to death.
Let it get lost in it.”
Senior Brother Ying paused, took a careful look around, and sent a message to Wu Yi: "Besides, this is still a path of asking one's mind. If your mind is firm enough, these endless stone steps will melt when you step on them."
It is a smooth road without any obstacles, and this stone step has been used for several real entrance tests."
Hearing that this stone step was being used as a venue for the true entrance test, Wu Yi couldn't help but take a deep look at the stone step and leaned forward slightly, as if he was about to step on it.
Senior Brother Ying was shocked when he saw Wu Yi's actions. He quickly pressed Wu Yi's shoulders and said: "Junior Brother, don't do anything stupid. If this stone staircase is not opened by the sect and you break in alone, there will be no way to reopen it for you.
Yes, you will be trapped and die inside."
"Isn't there anyone who goes in and comes out with their own strength?"
"Of course there is, but there is almost nothing that can tempt such a firm humane heart. Once you go in the right direction, the position of Cave Heaven is within reach, and you don't need to take part in the True Inheritance test. You can just become the True Inheritance directly." Senior Brother Ying said as if he was joking.
The above paragraph.
Wu Yi glanced at the stone steps again and retracted his desire to step on them. After looking at the stone steps, he always felt that Daoyun beside the stone steps was much more lively. This was the reason why he really wanted to step on the stone steps.
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What Wu Yi doesn't know is that one of the functions of the stone steps is to condense and purify the Tao Yun. It can not only allow those who have not understood the Tao Yun to form and comprehend their own Tao Yun as quickly as possible, but also allow those who have comprehended the Tao Yun to perfect it as quickly as possible.
One's own understanding of Taoist rhyme can better mobilize the laws of heaven and earth.
"Junior brother, let's go." Senior brother Ying patted Wu Yi's shoulder, pointed to a small path opened by the two elders, and shouted.
Wu Yi hummed, followed the others around the stone steps, and walked along the side path.
What surprised Wu Yi was that the distance on the path was very short. When he saw the stone steps leading to the sky, he thought that the mountain gate was built in a very high place, and he was ready to walk for several hours, but he did not expect that a stick of incense would lead him there.
The moment has arrived. Although it is not close, it is much closer than psychological expectations.
Naturally, this is the benefit brought by the two elders. In fact, every outsider, whether an elder or a disciple, will receive an formation order. In principle, the distance from the formation to the mountain gate is not allowed to fly or use magical powers.
, monks can only walk, and the higher the cultivation level, the higher the level they get, and they can enter the mountain gate faster. If the cave is powerful, they can even fly in directly. The average foundation-building monk may really have to walk for several hours, but Wu
Yi, these Qi refining monks, will take even longer.
At first glance from a distance, the mountain gate looks very small. The two pillars are also mottled dark red and somewhat dilapidated. They are only three feet high. Even the mountain gate of the Liucheng Yiqi Taoist Temple that Wu Yi practiced before is much more majestic, but
When Wu Yi looked again, he found that the mountain gate had suddenly doubled in length, and was still growing upward. Wu Yi had to raise his head high to see it after taking a few breaths. The mottled wood paint seemed to have been repainted, and it was extremely bright.
, colorful clouds appeared on both sides, and the golden light was compelling.
What made Wu Yi's heart palpitate the most was that he could no longer control his head, and could only be forced to continue to look upwards. His acupoints were all open, and his body flexibility was far beyond ordinary people. At this time, he felt as if his cervical spine was about to be broken.
, rattling sound.
Knowing that the problem should be caused by his previous contempt for this mountain gate, Wu Yi apologized silently in his heart. He finally got rid of the fate of being manipulated and was able to lower his head. However, he tried his best to lean back and suddenly lowered his head. Wu Yi suddenly heard his cervical vertebrae.
With a click, he could only hang down helplessly and could no longer raise his head.
Senior Brother Ying's strange voice came from beside him: "Junior Brother, are you okay?" Wu Yi knew as soon as he heard it that he must be gloating at this time, otherwise the voice would not be so strange, but it can also be inferred that he was also there back then.
I have suffered through this.
Just like that, Wu Yi lowered his head, as if dejected, more like worshiping, not daring to look directly at the mountain gate, and walked through the mountain gate tremblingly.
Without even looking at the scene, he just hurried past.
After passing the mountain gate and walking a long way, Wu Yi guessed that he had escaped from the surveillance of the mountain gate. He slowly raised his head, and with a click, his head returned to its original shape, which made Senior Brother Ying on the side give him a thumbs up and said: "Junior Brother
What a great skill, senior brother, it took him several hours to get back to his original state."
Wu Yi raised his eyes and looked around, and saw that there were many people with drooped heads, most of whom were disciples who were new to this place, and he couldn't help but shake his head.
When he was forced to raise his head, he realized that this mountain gate should be a magic weapon. The grade should be not low enough to be used as a mountain gate. You can see that it has developed spiritual intelligence, but it is obviously an old treasure that is not known how long it was born.
, it would be a bit disrespectful to even tease these new disciples.
Not long after Wu Yi came up with the idea, a sinister voice suddenly appeared in Wu Yi's ears, "Boy, what are you thinking about?"
Wu Yi swallowed a sip of saliva, turned slightly, and rolled his eyes, but saw nothing. However, when he turned around, he suddenly saw a small beast appearing in front of him and floating in the air. It had the shape of a lion and its head.
He has two horns and a goatee, which is very cute.
But Wu Yi would never have such an opinion at this time. He suddenly stopped and did not dare to move forward. He let Senior Brother Ying behind him bump into Wu Yi's back. He said dissatisfiedly: "Junior brother, you can't stand still."
What to do?"
The little lion was already in front of him. Senior Brother Ying could not see it, but his current behavior clearly meant that he had not seen the little lion. This could only mean that the little lion did not want Senior Brother Ying to see it.
"It's okay, senior brother, I just suddenly thought of something. Let's go." Wu Yi apologized.
This little lion should be the spirit of the mountain gate's magic weapon, and should have the ability to communicate with the mind. Since it heard it, Wu Yi did not dare to deceive him, and said in his heart: There are many seniors, don't argue with the disciples about this matter, if there is anything
If the disciples are asked to do it, the disciples will never hesitate.
Admit your mistake, just admit it. Faced with such a magical spirit like an old naughty boy, Wu Yi was helpless and didn't dare to have any distracting thoughts.
"I have been on duty here for many years and have met tens of millions of people. You are the only few people I cannot see through."
Wu Yi's heart skipped a beat, his face remained calm, and he thought to himself: Senior, this joke is not funny.
"I feel your heart trembling. It's been a long time since I've seen such an interesting late child like you. Come and tell me. I promise not to talk to those old men with white beards." After saying that, he jumped on Wu Yi's head and used the soles of his feet.
He slapped Wu Yi on the head and patted Wu Yi's complete bun into a mess.
With such an ancestor jumping on his head, Wu Yi neither hit nor scolded him. Seeing that the people around him were indifferent to the changes in his bun, he understood that the little lion should have helped him cover it.
Then I said helplessly in my heart: Senior, I don’t know what you want to ask or how to answer you.
"It's okay. You have a month each time you come in. Speak slowly and just pick up what you know. I just listen." The little lion slapped Wu Yi on the head hard and said very nonchalantly.
This ancestor actually had the idea of staying there for a long time. Wu Yi's heart was bleeding, and suddenly an idea came to his mind, and he thought: Senior, I am afraid I will disappoint you, I only have half a month to practice.
Unexpectedly, he received a more severe blow. Wu Yi screamed out in pain, which attracted people around him to look over. Wu Yi had to pretend to be attracted by the wonderful scenery of the fairy house in front of him, and sincerely let out a sound of exclamation. Everyone stayed.
After looking away with contempt, Wu Yi touched his nose helplessly and sighed.
"Outer sect disciples have their own sect rules and regulations when they enter the inner sect. How can they be changed?" The little lion suddenly became upright and awe-inspiring, speaking righteously and respectfully as Wu Yi said.
Wu Yi had no choice but to explain clearly how to kill Yuan Qingxi. Of course, it was focused, but he didn't know if the little lion heard it.
After hearing this, the little lion said disdainfully: "You deserve it." Then he turned his head and said: "Half a month is enough."
Wu Yi had no choice but to use his trump card and thought to himself: Senior, the Yuan clan has already sent his disciples to fight to the death with me. I am afraid that I will not have time to reply to my senior.
"I will ensure that your soul is immortal and you can rebuild the ghost path." The little lion choked and Wu Yi was speechless. He had no choice but to accept the fate of the little lion lying on his head. He walked tremblingly along the way, as if walking on thin ice.
, the main reason is that no distracting thoughts can arise, otherwise it will be a slap. Although it is not particularly painful, it is really embarrassing to be surprised.
Continuing to move forward, Wu Yi and others often noticed escaping lights passing by in the sky. They thought they were foundation-building monks practicing in the inner sect. When they saw the two elders at the front of the team, some people would stop and say hello.
Perform a ritual.
Wu Yi and others were led by two elders to a bamboo forest. A bamboo building could be seen among the jagged bamboo shadows. The bamboo building seemed to have been built for the first time. It was verdant and emitted a glistening green light. The lower floor should be connected to the underground spiritual veins.
, absorb the spiritual energy, the spiritual energy rises like a cloud, as if floating on the clouds, a fairy atmosphere blows towards your face.
The two elders turned around, and the older elder said with a serious face: "This is the place where you will practice for the next month." Then he threw something out and said: "This is your identity token. With this
You can enter the Bamboo Tower to practice and officially enter the Scripture Pavilion in three days, so don’t delay."
Wu Yi took the object thrown by the elder and took a look in his hand. He saw that it was a bamboo leaf, just like bamboo and jade. It was extremely hard. There was a glistening light flowing on it, and the seal character "bird", which was also called Xuanwen, could be vaguely seen.
"If you have nothing to do, let's leave now." The old elder waved his sleeves, summoned a white cloud, and drove away, followed by the purple-robed elder.
"Junior brother, the disciples of the Yuan clan should be coming to you in the next two days. You have to put it down first and wait until your cultivation time is up." This was the last message that senior brother Ying sent to Wu Yi before leaving, but he did not say anything.
To make things clear, for example, Wu Yi has always wanted to know the cultivation level of the Yuan clan disciple, but Wu Yi turned around and thought that no matter how high this disciple's cultivation level is, it will not be higher than Qi refining. After all, it is still the same level, and there is no need to go too far.
Worry.
Looking at Senior Brother Ying's retreating figure, Wu Yi asked the little lion out of nowhere: Senior, do you know the origin of Senior Brother Ying?
"I know, he is the child picked up by Old Man Feng's second apprentice ten years ago." The little lion responded casually. Wu Yi heard this and looked thoughtful.