The day everyone has been waiting for has finally arrived.
On this day, the rich bells resounded throughout the Dao Sect, and countless immortal light Dao treasures shuttled through the sky.
"Tao formation, start."
As an old voice came through, the sea of clouds that had been covering the highest mountain in the center of Dao Sect gradually dissipated.
Fenbao Cliff, which had been silent for decades, revealed its appearance.
At the foot of the mountain, the disciples who were sitting cross-legged stood up one after another. Shang Yingluo, who was playing with the little raccoon on the other side, also hurriedly picked up the little guy and rushed over.
Beside the creek, the sleepy boy rubbed his eyes.
After a while, more than thirty people gathered in front of the steps at the foot of Fenbao Cliff.
"You only have twelve hours. At this time tomorrow, the formation restrictions will be reopened. You must seize the opportunity."
Yan Qingshu looked serious and said seriously: "Let me say it again, on Fenbao Cliff, each one releases its own original aura. If the ancient treasure recognizes it, it will be passed on. There are countless spiritual treasures on the entire mountain of Fenbao Cliff. You must get to the top.”
At this time, the formation restriction has been lifted, and the ancient vicissitudes of life filled the entire mountain road stone steps, but the pressure of the Lingbao remains unabated.
Everyone had been preparing for this for a month, but no one was afraid to back down.
Although there are spiritual treasures everywhere in Fenbao Cliff, the higher you go, the better the quality of the spiritual treasures. This common sense is known to everyone.
After a month of hard work, Ye Zhiqiu's skin was much rougher. He was the first to walk up the steps with his head held high.
Everyone's eyes turned to the young man at the back. These days, everyone knew about the bet between Shen Yu and Chen Jianzhi of Qinglu Palace, but no one thought highly of him.
Obtaining a spiritual treasure and obtaining the inheritance of a spiritual treasure are two different things.
The weapon spirit was born just by chance.
And those spiritual treasures that gave birth to weapon spirits are all innate things, and some were even once the treasures of the powerful in the fairyland.
Shen Yu looked indifferent and said to the little girl beside him: "Go directly to the top of the mountain."
Shang Yingluo blinked and asked, "What about you?"
"I want to take a look, there are some things I want to make sure of."
Shen Yu looked up at the mountain peaks that were not covered by the sea of clouds, feeling the thousands of bright lights, and thought that it turned out that Fenbao Cliff's restrictions were actually controlled by it. He had been waiting for two years, which was really stupid.
.....
In the mountain forest, the moss-covered stone steps were a little slippery. As we went higher and higher, the surrounding scenery became more and more desolate.
The sharp spirit treasure energy is scattered throughout the mountain peak, and no trees, flowers or plants can survive here.
There is only hard rock covered with scars.
Shen Yu was the last one to set off.
He walked very slowly. Although he walked very fast a month ago, this time, without the restriction of the formation, he walked extremely slowly.
Because Shen Yu was trying to release his spiritual consciousness and feel the breath of that fairy weapon.
The bluestone steps can lead directly to the top of the mountain, but Shen Yu did not take this path. Instead, he kept wandering on some side roads, sometimes left and sometimes right, as if he was wandering at will.
Two hours passed, and Shen Yu showed a helpless look.
Fenbao Cliff was so big that it was almost beyond his imagination. If he looked at it step by step like this, twelve hours would not be enough.
If he were elsewhere, he could release his own original aura, and he would surely know it right away.
The Tianxuan Sword is his own spiritual treasure. If he were here, he would appear as long as he was summoned.
But now there are not only many beginner disciples in the mountain, but also many elders from the Four Halls and Seven Peaks outside the mountain who are also observing.
The forceful summoning made too much noise.
"It's still too much trouble."
Shen Yu stopped and then took a breath, as if he had made a decision.
The young man walked to the cliff, closed his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Tao Qi!"
Then, a mysterious aura rippled around him, and a clear whistle sounded in the mountains and forests.
Shen Yu then stepped out, and beneath his feet was an abyss.
The sea of clouds rolled, and a dark yellow light appeared at the young man's feet, and then roared away.
.....
Ye Zhiqiu had already reached the mountainside at this time, Jiang Shaoqiu followed closely behind, and in front of him was Shang Yingluo holding the cub.
Ye Zhiqiu was a little speechless. This little girl with braids always liked to hang around three steps in front of him, with her hands on her back looking steady. She would look back at him from time to time, and then nodded, just like an elder looking at a younger generation. Looks pleased.
I really don’t know who this little girl is learning from.
Ye Zhiqiu shook his head slightly, struggling to climb the mountain road, his eyes looking towards the top of the mountain became more and more intense.
That is where the innate spiritual treasure that truly contains the spirit of the weapon is located.
"hurry up."
Shang Yingluo turned around and urged, "Why are you so slow?"
Ye Zhiqiu rolled his eyes and looked at the lively little girl in front of him, feeling a little discouraged.
Among his peers, there were very few people who could make him proud, but the little girl in front of him was the one. Her age, talent, and cultivation level all convinced him.
Seeing this, the little girl put her hands on her back and said in an old-fashioned way: "Young man, you are so weak, how can you be Shen Yu's junior brother."
Ye Zhiqiu's eyes widened and he said, "When did I become his junior brother?"
The little girl shook her finger and said confidently: "Of course, all of you must be his junior brothers."
"Is there any truth to this?"
Ye Zhiqiu was very angry and was about to argue.
call out!
A sharp sound breaking through the air came from beside the two of them.
More than twenty feet away from them in the mid-air, a green shadow flashed away and rushed into the higher clouds in the blink of an eye.
The strong wind blew by the cliff, blowing up countless sand and gravel particles, making both of them unable to open their eyes.
Youli Shaobing roared at the stream of light.
Shang Yingluo shouted Shen Yu's name and kept waving in the air.
"Is it Shen Yu?"
Ye Zhiqiu was stunned, with a face full of disbelief. The figure getting smaller and smaller in the air was none other than Shen Yu, who loved green shirts.
The young man suddenly felt discouraged.
Flying over objects, traveling thousands of miles away with just one thought, is the kind of unfettered freedom that all young men and women who are new to spiritual practice in the world pursue.
The young man had been dreaming about it for many years. He originally thought that he would arrive first on this day, but he didn't expect that someone had already left him far away.
Shang Yingluo reached out and patted his shoulder, and said considerately: "Don't be discouraged. It's normal to be unable to compare with Shen Yu. Your talent is only average."
Ye Zhiqiu looked at the little girl's tender face, thinking of her age and talent, and became more and more sad and angry, and said in pain: "It's too much."
....
Shen Yu reached the top of the mountain through the air.
The Dao Sect has been passed down for thousands of years, and perhaps he is the fastest among the disciples to reach the top of the mountain.
Surrounded by mist, the energy of countless spiritual treasures are intertwined, sometimes colliding, and sometimes merging.
Those innate objects that suddenly appeared appeared and disappeared in the clouds and mist, and the entire top of the mountain was full of vicissitudes of ancient times.
Shen Yu stepped onto the top of the mountain, then waved, and the black-yellow spiritual treasure under his feet turned into a stream of light and swooped down from the top of the mountain.
Shen Yu stood on the top of the mountain, facing the countless rolling sea of clouds around him, and said, "I'm looking for an immortal weapon."
There was silence.
"Have any of you seen such an immortal weapon?"
Shen Yu thought for a while and said seriously: "An immortal weapon that is more powerful than you all."
