Three months passed quickly, and Pei Feng could already see the Wuji Gate.
In front of me, three huge black characters "Wujimen" floated in the air, which were particularly solemn and conspicuous. Just a few words gave people a huge sense of oppression. Under the big words was a huge stone door about ten feet high. The stone gate is simple and majestic, which makes people awe-inspiring.
All of this has been in Pei Feng's eyes a long time ago, but what seems to be within reach has filled a gap for you, making it difficult for you to cross, which makes Pei Feng even more anxious.
The last hundred steps are the same height as the other stone steps, but their width is ten times as wide. Pei Feng felt that the intensity of the invisible air wave was more than ten times that of others. This was already his fifth impact, but there was no progress at all, and his body could not cross even an inch.
In fact, the last stone step of the forbidden mountain is the key to the entire restriction. The spiritual energy in Pei Feng's body exists in the body with a limited resource. With this year of use, there is almost no spiritual energy left in his body, and the impact on this last level depends entirely on his own physique. Naturally, it cannot be broken away in a short time, and it may even be difficult to break this final restriction in a lifetime.
Another month passed in a hurry. Pei Feng stood in front of the last stone steps, his eyes solemnly looking at the three huge black characters suspended in the air not far away. These black characters were not entities, but a black stream. The energy gathered together makes it look particularly mysterious.
"Wujimen..." Pei Feng sighed helplessly. He already knows this last level of magical power. From the time he first climbed the forbidden mountain until now, his physical changes can be said to have reached a level of horror that Pei Feng himself could not have imagined.
He can now lift a giant stone with one arm. To cross this final level, Pei Feng felt that he still needed to increase his current strength several times. This is not a number anymore, because it is beyond human limits.
For the first time, Pei Feng felt "impossible". While he was in a daze, the big stone door under the Wuji Gate opened and a group of children walked out. These children are about Pei Feng's age. They are fifteen or sixteen years old, and some are older than twenty.
This was the first time Pei Feng saw someone coming out. I wonder what kind of magical powers these children have. Pei Feng suddenly felt a sense of crisis in his heart. This feeling was very clear. He had been with the transparent bead for a long time, and he became more and more sensitive to the surroundings, and he could even feel the crisis. Pei Feng jumped down and hid under the hundred-knot stone steps.
The children were talking as they walked.
One of the oldest children said: "Let me say it again, this is what you want to try. Whatever happens has nothing to do with me."
"Don't worry, Senior Brother Song. We had to try it ourselves. It has nothing to do with you. If something goes wrong, we will never reveal what happened today."
Then Senior Brother Song said: "Okay, but don't blame me for not reminding you. The power of this dry wind bag is definitely not small. If you want to use it to practice, you must consider your own strength. Don't fail to practice, but use it to build your own strength." Get in."
"How did Senior Brother Song get such a treasure?"
"Uh, uh... You don't need to ask more about this. I got it by chance." There is a reason for Senior Brother Song's hesitation in speaking. His real name was Song Xinyun, and the dry wind bag was originally the treasure of Zi Ningfeng Duan Ping. After Song Xinyun got it, he thought that this treasure was not trivial. He did not dare to try it easily, so he first coaxed the children in Maya Palace to test the power of the treasure for him. Only then did they trick seven or eight children out of Wuji Gate, and Pei Feng secretly saw this scene.
At this time, a child said: "Senior brother, let me try this baby first. I have some success in physical training, so the power of this baby should be no problem."
A trace of disdain flashed across Song Xinyun's face, but she immediately covered it up. He said to the child: "Well, since you insist on trying, then senior brother, I will help you. I also hope that you will succeed in your physical training as soon as possible, and be favored by the peak masters on the five peaks, and accept you as their disciples, so there are benefits Think about it first if you are not."
"Senior Brother Song's kindness will be remembered by me, Xiao Lu, in my heart. When I become a disciple of the Peak Master, I will definitely repay Senior Brother Song for his great kindness."
Song Xinyun took off the Qianfeng bag from his waist and said: "No matter what, don't let Master know what happened today, otherwise you will know the consequences. Master will definitely punish us, and you also know my methods, Song Xinyun." Song Xinyun is the child king in Maya Palace. She leads other disciples with whips on one side and candies on the other to coax them into submission. They didn't dare to disobey Song Xinyun. In the children's hearts, Senior Brother Song was probably more majestic than their master.
One child said: "Senior Brother Song, don't worry, even if we borrow our courage, we will never dare to betray Senior Brother Song. If this matter is really exposed and Master asks, we will say that it was our idea and we picked up this bag. "
"Little Oriole is still sensible. Okay, if that's the case, then you can try it." Song Xinyun handed the bag to Xiaolu, who was the most enthusiastic person just now.
Xiaolu took the dry wind bag with excitement in his eyes.
"Haha, Mr. Lu is about to become a master of physical training. I'm coming to the Wuji Sect." Xiaolu said as he untied the dry wind bag. Pei Feng couldn't help but be curious when he heard this. He stretched out his head to see the power of this dry wind bag.
At that time, everyone's attention was focused on the dry wind bag, but no one noticed Pei Feng's existence.
Pei Feng saw a short little boy holding a bag, which was a little bigger than the Xiao Xiao storage bag he had seen. But it's only about two feet long and wide. The bag has gold charms printed on it. When the shiny string at the mouth of the bag fell to the ground, the mouth of the bag bulged high, floating in the air and blowing out a strong wind towards the path. Xiaolu's whole body was tense, and he stood still facing the wind with his hands clenched into fists. The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and the trail was getting harder and harder. Beads of sweat broke out on the heads of everyone present. Na Xiaolu had prominent blue veins on his face and yelled: "Ah, I can't survive anymore. Brother Song, please save me."
Song Xinyun saw something bad and quickly stepped forward to collect the dry wind bag, but to his surprise, the dry wind bag was beyond his control. Song Xinyun read out the stop rune quickly, but the strong wind from the dry wind bag became more and more violent.
No one can get even half a step closer. The sky was filled with dust, and the path screamed, the wind penetrated from his mouth into his body, and his belly bulged at an extremely fast speed. With a "touch", Xiaolu's whole body exploded and his body was covered in blood and flesh. A bloody mist sprinkled from the sky. Everyone was stunned at this moment.
The little oriole was the first to react, yelling and running towards the big stone gate. This time the trouble was serious. No one cared about the corpses and bags scattered on the path. Pei Feng was also shocked by this scene.
The dry wind bag was carried far away by the reaction force of the wind and flew down the mountain.
Song Xinyun knew that this was a serious disaster. How could a person disappear on the mountain be hidden? He had to think of a perfect reason. As for Xiaolu's life and death, he didn't care. He was originally used as an experiment. Song Xinyun slowly walked towards the stone gate, with a hint of evil on her face and a plan in mind.
