The Monk

Chapter 1567: Banished to Immortal Well

So he stood up, picked up the big iron block, and said coldly: "Lead the way."

The old madman was delighted when he heard this. He accepted the bet and walked out of the garden. But he didn't expect that Zhang Awei was playing a word game with him. The guy didn't say anything about what would happen if he lost. In Zhang Awei's mind, he had no strength anyway, so he just made this last ditch effort. It would be best to win. If you lose, just keep your life.

Following the old madman walking through the sea of ​​flowers, he was surrounded by beautiful scenery, but he was heading towards a painful test. Zhang was afraid that he had no intention of appreciating the beautiful scenery, and was only thinking about how painful the pain could be.

The two moved very quickly and soon came out of the garden. After passing through a magic circle and looking back, the garden disappeared, completely covered by the magic circle.

He followed the old madman and continued to fly upwards. After a while, he flew to the top of the mountain.

The top of the mountain is very flat. It is a platform of more than 100 meters square. In the middle of the platform is a large hole of about ten meters, as if a pit has been dug in the earth. There is no fence that a well should have, and it just has a big black mouth. , standing on the top of the mountain.

The flat ground next to this big hole is engraved with two large characters, banishing immortals. The ground is white and the characters are red. Dragons and phoenixes are dancing, majestic and majestic. I don’t know who left it.

After arriving here, the old madman nuzzled towards the mouth of the well, but said nothing, waiting for Zhang to fear that he would jump down.

Zhang Aoi walked to the wellhead and looked around. He first put down his God's Heart, then took out a handful of elixirs and drank them. Then he sat down by the well and began to practice. The old madman didn't rush him, and just let him do what he wanted. Anyway, the bet was done, and all that was left was to wait for the result.

Zhang Ai planned to adjust his body to the best condition before going down the well, so he meditated for ten days and consumed more than a dozen elixirs at the same time to recover the cultivation that was lost in the sea of ​​fire. When he stood up ten days later, the old madman shook his head and said, "You've gotta get up."

At this time, the old madman is very patient. Not to mention ten days, even a hundred days, he can wait with peace of mind. As long as Zhang is afraid of going down to the Immortal Well, he has a good chance of winning the bet.

It's not that he wants to be evil, that's not necessary at all, all he has to do is wait. The Banished Immortal Well is very powerful. Although it is not difficult for the masters of the thirty-three days of gods, for Zhang Ai, the difficulty is even more difficult than a mouse trying to fly.

The Banished Immortal Well is used to hone the spirit of the Thirty-three Heavenly Gods, and the horror in it can be imagined. It's a pity that Zhang Fang didn't know. After making some preparations, he hugged the big iron block with all his strength, took out the fairy wine and poured it on it, and then jumped into the well.

At this time, the old madman said: "There are seven-color stone steps at the bottom of the well, which are the triggering mechanism of the Immortal Well Array. There is a white piece, you can just step on it."

"What do you mean?" We are about to go through the ordeal, so of course we need to ask more clearly.

The old madman replied: "The seven colors represent seven levels of difficulty. White is the easiest and black is the hardest. If you don't believe it, just step on it." From this sentence, he was fair. At least he didn't let Zhang Ain mess up. When encountering the most difficult and painful trial, Zhang was afraid that he would definitely die from the pain.

But the problem is that the Immortal Well is indeed terrifying. Even the simplest white level is not something Zhang Wen can bear, so the old madman will tell him frankly.

Hearing the old madman's explanation, a cold light flashed in Zhang Ping's eyes. No matter how difficult it is for you, whether you succeed this time or not, is it possible that you can die again? With this thought in mind, he jumped into the big hole.

When he jumped, God's Heart immediately sensed that after ten days of recuperation, God's Heart had recovered a lot of its divine power, so at this moment, the big iron block tipped over and fell into the well.

The distance of thirty meters passed by in the blink of an eye. As soon as Zhang Aing landed on the ground, he suddenly felt something hit his head. Looking up, he saw the Heart of God steadily stopping not far from his head. Zhang Aing smiled and cursed: " You don’t want to say anything, do you want to kill me?”

He mumbled casually without using his soul to speak. The heart of God didn't know what he was talking about, but the heart of God knew that he must protect him no matter what.

After falling into the well, he lowered his head and looked around. There were seven stone steps forming a circle around him close to the wall. There are white, gray, black, silver, gold, brown and red. They don't look very beautiful, as if they are seven different kinds of minerals.

Zhang Ain walked to the white stone steps and thought for a moment, then raised his foot and tapped the white stone. At this point, he saw a flash of white light and shadow, and the Immortal Well where he stood changed. More white stone steps extend upward from the white stone, each like a staircase leading to the wellhead. At the same time, there is a force that seals this place. The power is bound and cannot fly. Then I saw the Heart of God falling to the ground with a bang.

In normal times, with the power of the Heart of God, one could easily break through the ban here and leave calmly; but now the Heart of God lacks divine power, let alone breaking the ban, it cannot even withstand the strong pressure of this magic circle.

Seeing the big iron block falling down, Zhang Ping laughed, walked over and picked him up, looked up, and then strode forward.

The steps he stepped on were white stone steps. On top of this stone step, a white stone step appeared out of thin air every one meter, surrounding the well mouth. As long as he walked through the top step, he had passed the painful experience of the Immortal Well.

According to what the old madman said, there was nothing within twenty meters, which meant that the twenty steps in front were safe. Zhang was afraid to stride up and quickly finished the twenty steps before he stopped and looked out.

The well is thirty meters high, and Zhang Bao walked twenty meters. According to his height of fifteen meters, his head has already appeared outside the well. Normally, since his head was exposed, he could just jump out, but that didn't work here. All the strength in his body was tightly suppressed, as if he could only walk and couldn't do anything else.

Zhang Ping knew that this was the magic circle restraining his power. He was very interested in this magic circle at the moment, thinking that he could use it for practice and find some difficult things for himself to do.

At this time, he stopped in front of the twenty-first stone steps. Because the black iron in his arms was huge, he just threw the iron piece away while he was looking at the last ten stone steps.

After watching for a long time, Zhang Wen stepped up gently and stepped onto the twenty-first level of stone steps suspended in the air.

As soon as I stepped on it, the world changed immediately. All the things I had seen and remembered were forgotten in an instant. There was only a white color left in front of my eyes, but my body felt severe pain. There is only pain and nothing else. The pain makes the brain unable to think or care about anything.

He just stepped down, and the next moment, his whole body was in pain like a shrimp. He couldn't stand on his feet, couldn't straighten his waist, didn't dare to raise his head, and his whole body was in pain.

Because I only stepped on it with one foot, the other foot was still on the twentieth step and had not moved up. This severe pain caused the foot that stepped on it to shrink suddenly and lift it off the stone surface. After a while, the pain disappeared, leaving only a man with a body bent like a shrimp, working hard and slowly. Stand up straight. With an expression of pain on his face, he thought to himself, is this the banished immortal well? Is this the easiest level of pain in the well?

He stepped on the first stone, and received the first level of pain. This first level of pain alone made him unable to stand upright in pain, and his mind was left blank in pain.

He felt great pain, and the soul left in the heart of God naturally reacted, and was easily detected by the heart of God. So in the next moment, the big iron block fell down again and stopped next to Zhang Ai, guessing what happened to Zhang Ai. , want to help.

Seeing the big piece of iron flying down again, Zhang Ai smiled helplessly. This guy was so kind to him, but as far as the current situation is concerned, no matter how good he is, he can't help. These steps can only be walked by himself, and he must It must succeed, otherwise if the bet fails, both of them will face a tragic ending that will never be restored.

He raised his hand and lightly patted the iron block a few times, thinking that this thing is not bad, but the formation of Banxianjing was useless to him, and the big iron block was indeed interesting, at least it could accompany him through life and death, so he told him with his soul at the moment: "Go and wait outside." God's Heart refused, but there were no enemies in the well. He turned around and found no enemies. He could only stick to Zhang Weir's side, preparing to deal with the next unexpected event.

There are no enemies, no surprises, only pain. When taking the next step, Zhang Ai specifically reminded the Heart of God: "I am cultivating Yuanshen, and it will be very painful. You can't help me. So, no matter how much pain I have, just watch from the side." that is."

The Heart of God didn't understand something, but that's not important. The important thing is to remember what Zhang Awei said, that is, Zhang Awei wants to become stronger. This process of becoming stronger is very painful, so you can ignore it.

The Heart of God thought hard for a long time, and finally agreed. He immediately flew outside the well and waited patiently for Zhang Wen to come up.

Seeing that the heart of God returned to the top, Zhang was afraid to breath secretly, calming down the restless breath just now and the endless pain.

After waiting for a while, he finally decided to continue trying, and then he was seen slowly and steadily stepping on the twenty-first stone step, which was the first level of pain in the Immortal Well.

This time, be prepared, especially your mind. Keep your mind clear at all times. You must not be impulsive or afraid of pain. As long as you still want to live, you have to endure this pain.

Stepping on it gently, the familiar severe pain came again. It was nothing but hurting his heart. Zhang was afraid that there was no pain in his whole body. The kind of pain could kill people.

After stepping on it, because I was prepared, worked hard to move my breath, and split my soul early, some of my soul was trying to contend with the huge pain, and some of my soul was trying to think of other things to distract myself. It doesn't feel that painful.

It's a pity that in this kind of severe pain, only the resistance of movement and breath is slightly useful, and other methods are useless. Zhang Ping just stood on the twenty-first stone step with one foot and was shaking.

pain! Pain was the only thing he felt at the moment. It was so painful that every part of his body was shaking. His skin was red with pain and he was sweating. Under such severe pain, even Yuanshen couldn't bear it.

The first level of pain in Ban Xianjing actually caused him so much pain before it even touched his soul. He really didn't know how painful it would be for Zhang Zhen if he burned his soul like before.

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