The Wuding River divides the entire Zhongyuan Continent into northern and southern halves. The river is so wide that you can't see the edge at a glance. On the river, a small boat was slowly moving forward. It was none other than Cheng Ling and six others.
"It only takes ten days to go upstream along the Wuding River to reach the Shangyuan League." Zhang Hu explained excitedly.
They were not in a hurry for this trip. From the Luochen Sword Sect, they drove the flying fairy weapon to the edge of the Wuding River, and Cheng Ling suggested rafting up the river. Cultivation is not only an improvement in cultivation, it is also indispensable to practice walking and see all kinds of things in the world.
He had such a proposal, and Jian Yinghao and others would certainly not reject it.
Chu Yulu came to Cheng Ling and asked, "Third Junior Brother, why do you want to go to Shangyuan League first?"
According to her idea, Cheng Ling should be more familiar with the Wuji Sect, so she should choose the Wuji Sect as the first stop, but she chose the Shangyuan Alliance instead.
Cheng Ling explained: "Songfeng Temple is extremely mysterious. No one knows where its stronghold is so far. The existence of Shangyuan Alliance just brings them from darkness to light. If they attack Wuji Sect first, the other party will be alert and say Don’t hide in darkness again.”
Chu Yulu suddenly realized that everything about the Wuji Sect was very familiar. Even the person in charge was her master Mu Jinrong. It was not a matter of finding the right one. She just thought of the Blood Fiend Immortal Emperor and felt an inexplicable feeling of greatness. pressure.
Speaking of which, the opponent's cultivation level was only that of the Eight-Star Immortal Emperor, but the smell of blood coming out of the crazy killing made people shudder.
Looking at Cheng Ling looking calm and calm, as if he was out on an outing, he couldn't help but wonder: "Junior Brother Cheng, what level of combat power have you reached now?"
I have already known before the cultivation level that in the later stage of the Nine-Star Immortal Emperor, he was still a little unsure when facing the ferocious Blood Fiend Immortal Emperor.
Cheng Ling smiled and said, "You will know later."
Chu Yulu was silent for a while, but couldn't help but said: "Songfengguan is one of the four super powers of Taoism. On the one hand, cultivation is on the other. On the other hand, I once heard my master say that they have a secret trial realm. This trial The function of the secret refining realm can help monks temper their bodies, so not only their combat skills, but also their combat power is much stronger than those of monks in the same realm, and they can even kill targets across star levels."
Cheng Ling understood that the more powerful the body is, the stronger the immortal energy contained in it will be, and the stronger its explosive power will be. Coupled with the high frequency of life and death fights, the monks of Songfengguan are stronger than the monks of the same level in other sects. Much more.
However, these are exactly his advantages. With his ninth-level perfect spiritual body, he still doesn't believe that anyone can surpass him. However, this trial secret realm is a very good thing. Let’s see if it can be transferred to the Luochen Sword Sect. It will not only deepen the sect’s heritage, but also allow the disciples’ combat power to improve qualitatively.
After all, body training is a practice that consumes a lot of time and energy. It's not that ordinary monks can't achieve it, but it takes too much time.
The boat paddled smoothly across the river. Ten days passed before they knew it. The six of them came to a corner of the river. The turning area was very large. There was a pier built on the edge of the river. There were not many boats parked on the pier, only a dozen or so. ship.
Zhang Hu said: "Everyone, the Shangyuan League is in front of us. There is a hidden valley through this pier. The valley is surrounded by mountains and has a powerful air-forbidden formation. Only this pier is the only one." aisle."
"Now that we're here, let's go in!" Cheng Ling said calmly. He had never been afraid of formations before!
Zhang Hu and others naturally knew Cheng Ling's ability, so they followed him out of the boat and headed forward. They were very fast and found the entrance to the valley in less than half a day. Sure enough, as Zhang Hu said, the valley was surrounded by mountains on three sides and full of lush trees. A trace of immortal energy gathered from all around, making people feel happy. .
Cheng Ling came to the valley, took a quick look, and found a seventh-grade defensive immortal array, but it was slightly less accurate and powerful. There are only a limited number of immortal formation masters in Zhongyuan Continent, and the Shangyuan Alliance is new, so there is no way to set up a higher-level sect-protecting formation.
He shook his head, stretched out two fingers of his right hand and lightly scratched it, and the immortal formation tore open an open gap. He took a step forward, led the five people behind him, and walked in without hesitation.
After passing through a hundred-foot-long section of foggy area, the scene in front of us became clearer and clearer. Three huge buildings stood in front of us, arranged in a zigzag shape. Next to these three buildings, many halls were built row upon row, encircling the city in a semicircle. , the center of the semicircle is a huge square, where monks gather in twos and threes, some are practicing, and some seem to be talking about something.
Because the distance was too far, or it could be said that the Shangyuan Alliance was composed of many forces in the immortal world, and the personnel were mixed, it was not expected that anyone would break in without permission. Therefore, almost no one sensed that Cheng Ling and others were coming.
Cheng Ling turned around and asked, "Do you know the residence of the Blood Fiend Immortal Emperor?"
Zhang Hu smiled bitterly and said: "I don't know about this. I just heard that Shangyuan League has three main halls. The first one is the inheritance place of Wuji Sect, the second one is the inheritance place of Songfeng Temple, and the last one is the secret trial realm. As for those scattered palaces, they must be the inheritance places of other forces."
Xie Feng smiled and said: "This is simply a hodgepodge. After all, it is a start-up and there is no systematic inheritance."
Jian Yinghao said: "Actually, this is not bad. Although these sects will not contribute their most advanced inheritance, there will always be improvement if so many sects come together and learn from each other's strengths."
"Well!" Cheng Ling said: "Since we don't know the location of the Blood Fiend Immortal Emperor, let's look for it one by one. Brother Jian, Zhang Hu, you look for the hall on the right; Brother Xiefeng, Second Senior Sister, you look for the hall on the left; Yingjie, follow me to find the central hall; remember, you must be fast, and kill the culprit first before these people can react!"
The five people agreed and started acting according to the halls assigned to them.
Cheng Ling led Song Yingjie straight towards the central hall. Speaking of which, Songfengguan also had a grudge against him, whether it was the pursuit after leaving the island or the interception when heading to the Piaomiao Snow Sect, the old and new grudges were taken into account.
However, to enter the central hall, one had to cross the entire square. As the two of them moved forward, someone soon felt that something was wrong.
"Who are you? I don't think I've seen you before."
Cheng Ling was too lazy to answer. Song Yingjie slapped his right palm, and the person who asked the question immediately spurted blood from his mouth and was ejected dozens of feet away.
"No, someone is breaking into the sect, please report it to the elders immediately!"
"Where did this wild boy come from? He even dared to break into the Yuanmeng. Stop it!"
"Kill, it must be the remnants left by those sects!"
With the sound of shouting, the monks in the square were immediately attracted, and they all took action to stop him. However, the cultivation level of these monks was too low, and some were not even at the level of Immortal Master. Song Yingjie punched and kicked, killing dozens of disciples in less than a moment.
"So strong, at least at the Immortal level, go and tell the elders..."
Before Cheng Ling could take action, the monks were frightened. A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, he quickened his pace and rushed into the hall in less than a moment.
Entering the main hall, the two found themselves suspended in the air. Looking down, there seemed to be ten spaces, each of which looked like an open-air palace with no roof and only walls.
Cheng Ling swept his consciousness and was shocked. This space is not simple. Each space is like a small world. Although this small world is too small, it has everything it should have, and these small worlds are not like natural It was made by man, and he couldn't help but feel happy. As long as he found the control center of this hall, he could take it away.
There were monks in each space. He glanced at the first space and saw that this space was divided into two parts. One part occupied a smaller space and the other occupied a larger space.
There are many monks in the small space at this time, some monks are sitting, and some monks are walking forward. But Cheng Ling could see that the monks walking forward seemed to be working very hard. Some monks could not walk a few steps before sitting on the ground out of breath.
Looking at the remaining nine spaces, I saw that each space was the same as the first one, divided into two, one large and one small. There were many monks in each space, but the number of monks became smaller as you went further. Few, and it will be empty starting from the eighth space.
"Let's go down. Don't rush into action yet. It might be good for you to explore these ten spaces." Cheng Ling said.
"Yes!" Song Yingjie agreed and followed Cheng Ling into the first space.
As soon as they entered, the two felt that their bodies were much heavier, as if the gravity had increased many times, but with such gravity, it did not have a big impact on them. And the strange thing is that almost all the monks in the first space are bare-handed, without even gloves or finger guards.
Cheng Ling pursed her lips and motioned for Song Yingjie to come forward and ask.
Hundreds of years have passed, and Song Yingjie has grown from a young boy in the mortal world to a powerful person in the Immortal Emperor stage. Let's see how he fares in interpersonal relationships.
Song Yingjie took a step forward and came to a middle-aged monk with a kind face and asked: "Hello, fellow Taoist, I am a new monk who has joined the Shangyuan League. What are you doing here? What is the mystery of these spaces?" Where?"
The middle-aged monk glanced at him and, seeing that his cultivation was unclear, immediately said politely: "Young hero, please invite me. This is the trial hall of the Shangyuan Alliance. We are all trying to break through."
"Breakthrough?"
"You must have seen it before. There are ten spaces here, and each space is a level. Every time you pass a level, your physical training will be greatly improved."
"Oh, isn't it just tempering the body? It doesn't seem that difficult."
The middle-aged monk said sternly: "Young hero, please don't underestimate it. You are only in the first space. The gravity here is twice the normal, the gravity in the next space is four times, and the gravity in the next space is eight times." , and so on, the further you go, the more difficult it becomes. Not only that, have you seen the puppets in the second half of the area? After breaking through the gravity of the first half, you still have to challenge the puppets."
"Only by defeating can you enter the next level. Maybe you think this is not difficult, but you must know that the energy of these puppets is eternal and will not be consumed by fighting. The level breaker can only fight with bare hands and cannot use any immortals. Utensils, elixirs, talismans and other auxiliary means."
Song Yingjie said: "It turns out that it is indeed difficult, but it is also too unfair."
"Who says it's not the case? Originally, it was fine if you couldn't pass the level. But the Shangyuan League awarded you a reward. The performance of the level is directly linked to the disciple's grade. Only by passing a certain level can you become a direct disciple of the Immortal Emperor-level monk. "
"Oh? Fellow Taoist, have you ever seen the Blood Fiend Immortal Emperor?"
"The Blood Fiend Immortal Emperor is the deputy leader of the Shangyuan Alliance. One person is inferior to ten thousand people. If you want to become his personal disciple, you have to pass ten levels in a row. So far, no one has been able to do it. Young Xia's goal The decision is quite lofty." The middle-aged man glanced at Song Yingjie, obviously not believing that he could pass ten levels in a row.
