The boss of the underworld is a wife-loving maniac

"Haha, do you like life essence very much?"

Lin Chen chuckled as he watched the little white bird absorbing life essence in his palm. The little white bird in his hand chirped even more beautifully when he heard this and looked at Lin Chen with expectant eyes.

"There's nothing I can do about you, eh."

Lin Chen shook his head helplessly, and a ball of emerald green life energy appeared in his hand again. He felt that the Holy Mountain was really a good place for cultivation. Even the birds here were so intelligent that they could understand what he said.

When the little white bird saw more life essence, its eyes lit up and it was obviously very much looking forward to it. However, it did not rush to absorb the life essence. Instead, it rubbed its little head against Lin Chen's hand, and then began to absorb the life essence.

"This is too clever..."

Lin Chen was speechless. He admired the saint's handiwork in his heart. Then, holding the busy little white bird in his hand, he came to the first building.

There was nothing in the building, but the walls were covered with all kinds of mysterious and repetitive texts. Just by taking a look at it, Lin Chen felt as if his head was pricked by a needle and subconsciously avoided his gaze.

Those words were left by saints. As the saying goes, the power of saints cannot be bullied. For strong people below the saint level to comprehend the words written by saints, the consumption of spiritual consciousness is extremely huge. Forcing to comprehend may even cause the risk of spiritual consciousness collapse.

Although Lin Chen's spiritual sense was much stronger than that of the immortals at the same level, he was currently unable to bear looking directly at the saint's writings without being prepared.

"Chirp..."

When the little white bird noticed Lin Chen's abnormality, it made a low chirp and stared at him with its bright eyes, making him feel that the little white bird cared about him.

"You are not as smart as a human being."

Lin Chen chuckled, he touched the little white bird's furry head soothingly, and then murmured to himself.

"Where exactly is the Saint's Map? It's most likely not on the top of the Holy Mountain or in the eighteen buildings, otherwise the Saint's divine consciousness wouldn't say that. But are there any other clues?"

Lin Chen thought quickly in his mind. Other places in the Holy Mountain might be possible, but if he didn't find the Saint Map and someone else passed the Saint Trial first, that would be a big loss. He was hesitant. He rarely hesitated, but in this case, he had to be cautious.

Just when Lin Chen was in a dilemma, he noticed the little white bird combing its hair in his hand, and suddenly he had an idea. He whispered to the little white bird.

"Little White Bird, is there any special place in this holy mountain that no one has ever entered?"

"Chirp?"

The little white bird tilted her head in confusion, with a thoughtful look in her eyes. Although she was very young, she had heard from her parents and other birds of her kind that there was a cave in the holy mountain that only those with a predestined relationship could enter. She thought Lin Chen must be asking about the location of this cave.

Thinking of this, the little white bird cried excitedly, flapped its wings and flew out of the building, stopped at the entrance of the building, looked back at Lin Chen, and invited him to go with her. "

"You know a place you want me to follow?"

When Lin Chen saw the little white bird like this, he guessed her thoughts. He did not try to comprehend the words left by the saint any further and followed the little white bird out of the building.

"Chirp! Chirp!"

The little white bird flew through the dense forest, and from time to time she would look back to see if Lin Chen was following her. Only after confirming that Lin Chen had not lost her would she continue to fly forward.

Lin Chen followed the little white bird hundreds of feet behind. The Zhili Sword was surrounded by a faint sword intent. He cut off the trees and vines that blocked his way and without hesitation, he cut a bloody path through the dense forest.

"Click, click!"

The Disintegration Sword was swung continuously, cutting various vines into two. Lin Chen recalled the somewhat depressed voice of the Disintegration Sword spirit in his mind.

"Master, you're going to use my precious weapon to chop down trees?"

"Xiao Li, for the opportunity left by the saint, you have to bear a little injustice. Persistence is victory."

Lin Chen said half teasingly and half comfortingly. Xiao Li sighed helplessly and stopped offering any opinions. After all, it was Lin Chen's weapon. Lin Chen could do whatever he wanted. It had nothing to do with it. There was no loss anyway.

……

After more than a month, Lin Chen's position was almost the same height as the eleventh building. During these days, the little white bird had been guiding him forward. In addition to absorbing his condensed life essence to recover, it almost never stopped.

Before I knew it, so much time had passed.

"Choo Choo Choo!"

Suddenly, the little white bird that had been moving forward non-stop made a sound of joy and exhaustion. Hearing the sound, Lin Chen slashed out with his sword. The sword light of dozens of feet cleared the obstruction in front of him, and a dark hole appeared in front of him.

The little white bird landed tiredly on Lin Chen's shoulder. Lin Chen carefully condensed the life essence and let her absorb it herself. He then focused his attention on the dark cave. After using his spiritual sense to explore it, his expression changed slightly.

"There is a strong pressure of the Holy Dao in this. It is at least a treasure left by a saint."

Lin Chen said happily, and then he put the little white bird on the ground and planned to enter it, but the little white bird made a series of bird calls, which stopped him in his tracks.

Lin Chen looked at the little white bird in confusion, put her in his palm, and said puzzledly.

"What's wrong? You won't let me in?"

"Chirp."

The little white bird shook her head, rubbed Lin Chen's hand again, then spread her wings and flew towards the dense forest, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Are you saying goodbye? This little white bird is quite cute and very smart."

Lin Chen smiled faintly and stretched. With a flash of dark light, the Zhili Sword was held in his hand and he quickly entered the cave.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Lin Chen's footsteps sounded in the dim cave. As he went deeper and deeper into the cave, the light inside became increasingly dim. In the end, he even had to transform his immortal energy into flames to see the way ahead clearly.

Not only that, the rich pressure of the Holy Way echoed in the cave, and there seemed to be thousands of invisible threads in the air, making any living creature who entered the cave feel difficult to walk. With every step, the pressure on their bodies would double until they could no longer move forward.

"Ahem... this is a bit difficult."

Lin Chen wiped the sweat off his face and said helplessly, the pressure of the Saint Dao is proportional to the level of cultivation. The higher the level of cultivation, the stronger the pressure will be. It tests one's perseverance and patience, which is the most difficult for an immortal.

Lin Chen even speculated that this was the real last trial of the saint, which trained luck and perseverance, as well as the courage to blaze a new trail.

……

As time passed, Lin Chen stopped again. He lowered his eyes slightly, and a vague and ethereal aura burst out from his body. White clouds surrounded him, greatly enhancing his strength.

"Tsk, this is just the extent, it can't stop me."

Lin Chen's face was solemn. He took a step forward and suddenly felt an incomparable pressure falling on him, as if tens of thousands of mountains, causing his body to tremble slightly.

"boom!"

However, Lin Chen did not stop for a moment. He took another step, causing the ground to crack. The ground shook, and countless pieces of rubble rolled down from the stone walls of the cave and smashed into pieces on the ground.

But all this did not cause any hindrance to Lin Chen. He gritted his teeth, sped up, and walked forward under tremendous pressure.