Tian Yuan

The abyss below the cliff is quiet,

The color of the blood moon hanging high in the sky became more vivid.

Every corner is full of unknown laws, forming a line of its own, completely different from the outside world.

Chen Qingyuan and Chang Ziqiu, who were swallowed by the abyss, saw darkness in front of them, and they were still falling, and they didn't know when the head would be.

The body is out of control, and there is nothing to do but pray.

After a while, the bodies of the two passed through a transparent barrier.

Suddenly, a bright light appeared in front of my eyes, and the picture I saw was completely different from before.

The gentle power put the two of them on the stable and solid ground, and the surrounding scenery was like a fairyland.

Greenery everywhere, full of spiritual meaning.

The curling white mist flows according to a special order, which seems to be the way of yin and yang.

There are beautiful mountains and rivers, gurgling water, countless vegetation, and the end can't be seen at a glance.

Looking up, one can see a very high lone peak, which is the apex of this place.

Standing on the top of the mountain, you can see everything at a glance.

"It's a new little world."

Chen Qingyuan stood on a meadow surrounded by many trees, full of vitality.

"Jie Zhongjie, this method is really extraordinary."

Chang Ziqiu swallowed, his eyes were full of surprise, he couldn't believe it.

"The desolate world outside is obviously an illusion, used to confuse the world. This is the real relic, full of aura, full of opportunities."

After saying this, Chen Qingyuan found a high-grade elixir under a nearby tree, and quickly put it in his bag.

The first threshold for the strong in ancient times, the Shimen enchantment, does not allow people over three thousand years old to enter.

The barren land where the blood moon hangs high is the second obstacle, distinguishing the talented generation and bringing these people to the place of inheritance.

After countless years, the law of prohibition can still operate normally, and the strong man who arranged this place must have a strong background.

"What a piece of shit luck."

Chang Ziqiu glanced at Chen Qingyuan who was digging for the elixir, feeling complicated.Just now he scolded Chen Qingyuan for his crow's mouth, but in a blink of an eye, the two of them came to the core of the ruins, playing tricks on people.

"As I said earlier, my luck has never been bad."

Chen Qingyuan showed a proud expression, using special search methods, intending to take away all the treasures of spiritual grass in the surrounding area.

"I think that mountain, we have to go and have a look."

Chang Ziqiu had no reason to refute Chen Qingyuan, turned his head to look at the high mountain in the distance, and suggested.

"Search the resources here first, don't waste them." Chen Qingyuan was very excited, and muttered: "Shangyang Vermilion Fruit, Salivary Grass, Seventh Grade Oblique Vein Flower..."

The spiritual grass growing in the ruins has not been disturbed by the outside wind and rain, and its quality is excellent.

Any high-grade spirit grass can be sold for a very high price if it is placed outside.

"A money-greedy fellow."

Chang Ziqiu complained, and he was not idle, searching for resources in this forest.

An hour later, the radius of tens of miles was basically emptied by the two of them.

"The harvest is not bad."

Chen Qingyuan smiled with satisfaction.

For the problem of sloppy hands and feet, Chang Ziqiu's resources are far inferior to Chen Qingyuan's, but they are also more abundant, and he looks happy.

Looking up from a distance, one can find that the core of the white mist is the mountain that soars into the clouds.

The isolated peak was covered by thick fog, and neither the naked eye nor the spiritual sense could peek into the peak, only the outline of the surface could be vaguely seen.

"It seems there are others."

Chen Qingyuan noticed a few figures, and they had already arrived under the isolated peak.

"Besides that abyss, there should be another entrance."

Chang Ziqiu speculated.

"Go quickly, or you won't even have a chance to pick up the leak."

Chen Qingyuan soared into the air and hurried away.

Soon, the two appeared under the lonely peak.

After arriving in this area, the two were shocked, their bodies were restrained, and their feet could not leave the ground.

In short, if you want to climb a mountain, you have to take one step at a time, just like ordinary people.

"It's all here, there's no reason to back down."

Chen Qingyuan looked at the white mist around him, stabilized his slightly restless heart, and said firmly.

"This mountain looks very unusual."

Chang Ziqiu had an illusion, as if this lonely mountain was a living creature, watching them.

Thinking of this, Chang Ziqiu's body trembled slightly, and a chill came to his heart.

"Go up the mountain!"

After saying a word, Chen Qingyuan strode forward.

Walking into the dense fog, there is no fear, and a face is indifferent.

Chang Ziqiu followed closely behind, and soon walked side by side.

With a light wave of his hand, he pushed away the fog and could vaguely see the road ahead.

A climbing path leading to the summit.

The long steps are about twenty feet wide, the number of floors is unknown, and each stone step is engraved with a trace of ancient patterns, which contain the power of aura left by the ancient strong.

When I looked up, the white mist covered many places, and I could only see a few feet around.

"Clap!"

Chen Qingyuan took a step and stepped on the first stone step with his left foot.

"boom--"

An inexplicable pressure came over, making Chen Qingyuan slightly shocked.

"It's kind of weird, be careful."

Turning to look at Chang Ziqiu, he reminded.

"The test of mountain climbing?"

Chang Ziqiu stepped forward, also under pressure, frowning, and muttered.

"There must be something good up there."

Since there is an obstacle, it proves that there must be good fortune on the top of the mountain, and it is likely to be the way of inheritance of the ancient strong.Although Chen Qingyuan is not interested in other people's inheritance, but if he accidentally got it, if he resells it, it must be a sky-high price.

Certainly not sold to enemies and strangers, of course it is my own brother.

For example, the Misty Palace in the Northern Wilderness, the Lihua Palace in the Southern Region, and the Buddhist Gate in the Eastern Land are definitely willing to spend a lot of money to buy it.These forces are all friends, and Chen Qingyuan doesn't have to worry about safety issues at all.

"The higher you go, the greater the pressure."

Half an hour later, a wisp of sweat appeared on Chen Qingyuan's forehead, and his face was solemn.

"really."

Chang Ziqiu pursed his lips tightly, his feet weighed hundreds of millions of catties, and every step was difficult.

After walking for a long time, the two met dozens of people halfway up the mountain.

These people were panting, and stood where they were resting.

They came a while earlier than Chen Qingyuan, and were delayed by the strange rules of the mountain climbing road.

Among them, there are several strong men who have passed through the tribulation period, and they are also trapped, making it difficult to move forward.

It seems that this lonely peak has a strange power of law, no matter what cultivation level it is, it is impossible to climb directly to the top of the mountain, one must climb steadily step by step.

Moreover, it is not that the higher the cultivation level, the less pressure.

This pressure is based on one's own cultivation, which is fair and just.

"Forgive me for my poor eyesight, this fellow Taoist is a bit unfamiliar, I don't know how to call him?"

A practitioner at the peak of the Body Fit Realm, more than two thousand years old, looked at Chen Qingyuan unabashedly, and bowed his hands in salute.

Any monk who can come to the world in the world must be talented and more or less famous.

Chen Qingyuan changed his appearance, his aura was concealed, and the people in front of him couldn't see it.