On the second day and night.
A thick Jinghong rose into the air deep in Zhongdao Mountain, and then there was only a loud roar. The Jinghong exploded in the air, spreading the sky and lighting up the night sky for dozens of miles.
"Someone has passed!" At this time, Liang Shiyuan was paying attention to the monks who were rushing into the mountain. When they saw this shocking scene, someone immediately exclaimed.
"Looking at the color, someone must have broken through Wanlian Mountain and entered the gate of Wanlian Mountain."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's so fast. In just two days, someone has successfully worshiped the mountain."
"I think he is a very talented person."
For a moment, everyone in the venue was shocked by this surprise, and conversations broke out.
At this moment, another thunderbolt shot up into the sky from another place in Zhongdao Mountain. Just like the thunderbolt just now, it burst into the air and exploded.
"Hey, someone has successfully worshiped the mountain again. This time it should have come from Yantian Peak."
"Well, that's amazing. From now on, these people will reach the sky and walk around the world, and they will be superior to others."
"There's no way. Who can let someone be so talented? Even if the Dao Order is given to me, we may not be able to pass the two levels of will and inner demons within five days, let alone the last level of the leader test."
"Boss, there's been no movement for so long." After waiting for so long, Snotlout Wolf began to feel uneasy and said anxiously.
"Wait a minute, cultivating Taoism is not that simple." Chen Xue'e had heard of the legend of the cultivation of Taoism in the Zhongdao Mountain. Although she was equally anxious, she comforted Snotlout Wolf and said.
In the dark night, the light outside the Two Worlds Abyss flickered, dotted like a vast sea of stars.
At this moment, a gray light flew towards this side from the other side of Zhongdao Mountain.
When they reached the edge of the Abyss of Two Worlds, the gray light converged, and it was Yin Chongyang's Nascent Soul.
Yin Chongyang Yuanying's small eyes were full of deep hatred. He never thought that he would really fall into the hands of a junior in the foundation building stage and have his body destroyed by him. If he hadn't escaped quickly, this would have happened. Yuanying is afraid that he will be brutally attacked and completely killed.
"Boy, I remember you. When I come back, I will be the first to kill you." Yin Chongyang cursed and turned to look at Liang Shiyuan.
His little eyes flashed a few times, his little mouth opened, and a wisp of purple light flew out from above his head. It was the Great Order.
He pinched a few spells with his little hands and pointed his fingers at the Daodao Order.
In an instant, the Dao Order flashed purple light, and a large area of purple light fell down, wrapping him in it.
The next moment, Yin Chongyang's Nascent Soul moved and rushed straight to the opposite side of Liang Shiyuan.
"Hey, someone came out from Zhongdao Mountain!" On the opposite side of Liang Shiyuan, he saw light flying out from Zhongdao Mountain and said immediately.
"How is that possible? It's only the second day, and it's still too early to come out."
"No! That person's figure... I guess... is a Nascent Soul."
"What! Nascent Soul? How is it possible that the body of a monk in the Nascent Soul Stage was destroyed there?"
"No way, didn't they start fighting in Zhongdao Mountain?"
As Yin Chongyang got closer and closer, everyone saw more and more clearly, and they suddenly discovered that he was really a Nascent Soul.
Yin Chongyang was a powerful monk in the Nascent Soul stage, and he knew a lot of people. People recognized him as soon as he appeared.
"Eh? Isn't this Yin Chongyang! Why did he come out like this!"
"I don't know, maybe I offended someone."
"Fellow Daoist Yin, didn't you go to Zhongdao Mountain? You were injured like this by someone." When Yin Chongyang got closer, someone shouted loudly.
With a flash of purple light, Yin Chongyang's Nascent Soul rushed past the two worlds and hung above the high platform.
In an instant, hundreds of thousands of eyes stared at Yin Chongyang's Nascent Soul.
Yin Chongyang's Nascent Soul's little face was full of resentment, "Humph! I went to open a mountain to cultivate Taoism, but a monk named Ji Liao plotted against me!"
"Ji Liao?"
"Hey, have you heard of this person?"
"No, I know quite a few Yuan Ying-stage monks from the extreme south, but I've never heard of Ji Liao."
"Fellow Daoist Yin, what kind of cultivation is that Ji Liao, and why do you have such a big hatred?" someone asked.
"Um..." Yin Chongyang hesitated for a while. If he said that he was injured like this by the Foundation Establishment Stage, even if there were various reasons for it, it would be easy to say but not nice to hear.
"He is also at the Nascent Soul stage. I just didn't check for a while and was plotted by that person. If we fight alone in front of each other, it is not certain who will live and who will die. Yin has something else to do, so I won't talk to you now. "Yin Chongyang explained. With a pinch of the spell in his hand, the void instantly fluctuated. In the next moment, he teleported dozens of miles away. In just a few flashes, he disappeared from people's sight.
As soon as he left, the surrounding area suddenly became noisy, and Ji Liao's name became a hot topic for a while.
"Hey, my boss is so powerful, he even dares to beat up a monk at the Nascent Soul stage." The snot-nosed wolf was slightly surprised after hearing Yin Chongyang's words, and his wolf mouth grinned.
"Shh... keep it down, don't let others hear it." Chen Xue'e quickly stopped Snotlout Wolf and whispered.
She was equally shocked. Being able to destroy the physical body of a Nascent Soul monk with the cultivation of the Foundation Establishment Stage. Normally, such a thing would be a fantasy, but now it had indeed appeared in front of him, and the initiator It is the ancestor of her family, Ji Liao.
She glanced around carefully. There were many people around them now, and their cultivation levels were much higher than hers and Slug Wolf. If outsiders knew about their relationship with Ji Liao, there was no guarantee that there would be no one who was close to Yin Chongyang. Take action against them.
"Don't worry. My boss, a Nascent Soul Stage monk, dares to kill him. Who dares to do anything to him?"
Snotlout Wolf said it indifferently on the surface, but that's what he said, but his tone was a little lighter.
Even late at night, Ji Liao didn't stop for a moment, slowly raising his feet, using the wooden stick to support him, and took advantage of the situation to climb up the stairs.
Looking at Fu Changqing getting closer and closer, Ji Liao grinned.
"Senior, I'm going to surpass you."
Although Fu Changqing was keen on the crutch in Ji Liao's hand, he still gave up the idea of grabbing it because Ji Liao had made a move before.
He chuckled and said, "Just go beyond it. Five days is enough time for me to grind to the limit. I don't seem to care about you two yet."
Fu Changqing thought very simply. Even a monk in his Nascent Soul stage was not sure about the success of cultivating the Tao. At present, the two of them had a golden elixir and a foundation building. Whether they realized the Tao or not was still a problem, so he was not worried.
"Hahaha, I'm afraid that once I reach the top, I won't be able to cultivate the Tao as my predecessors did." Ji Liao smiled and took another step.
"Hahaha, as we agreed before, if you succeed in cultivating the Tao, I will worship you as my teacher." Fu Changqing laughed, but still didn't take Ji Liao to heart.
Ji Liao nodded slightly and didn't say much.
"Dang."
There was a sound of wooden sticks hitting the stone steps.
Following this soft sound, the warm sun slowly rose in the sky, spreading rays of light across the sky and covering the world.
"call...."
Ji Liao took a step forward and let out a sigh of relief.
Glancing at Fu Changqing beside him, Ji Liao's lips curled up slightly.
"You're here!" Fu Changqing looked at Ji Liao with a smile. He was not angry because Ji Liao, a monk in the foundation-building stage, had surpassed him. Instead, he looked at Ji Liao with admiration.
Fu Changqing has lived for too long. With his ability to observe people, Fu Changqing can tell at a glance that this kid's tenacity is definitely far beyond ordinary people.
On this giant peak, although his cultivation is not of much use, the boy's perseverance that almost never stops despite being under heavy pressure is enough to surpass many people he knows.
Ji Liao nodded slightly and raised his eyes to glance at Shi Rong, who was more than fifty feet above them.
"This man should have practiced body refining before, and his physical body is powerful, far superior to yours, senior." Ji Liao said.
"Hahaha, I have also learned some body refining techniques, otherwise I would not be able to withstand the weight of a million kilograms with my physical body alone. But if he comes out of here, he will still be a golden elixir stage monk. I can crush the ants to death with just one hand." Fu Changqing also glanced at Shi Rong and said casually.
Ji Liao didn't interrupt, he smiled faintly, moved the wooden stick in his hand, and raised his feet mechanically.
As we reach the top of the mountain, the pressure becomes greater and greater. Every time we go up a step, tens of thousands of kilograms of weight will be added.
Ji Liao gritted his teeth and endured the overwhelming pressure. He reluctantly lifted his feet in the air, then moved slightly, and then landed on the stone steps above.
Immediately afterwards, Ji Liao used all his strength to hold on, and took advantage of the situation to lift up a step.
Just such a simple action, Ji
Liao took half a cup of tea, which shows how much strength he was enduring at this time.
"drink..."
Standing on the stone steps, Ji Liao shouted loudly, his chest heaving violently. Because of that simple movement just now, Ji Liao had already soaked up a layer of fine sweat and wet his robe.
At this time, the weight on his body was close to two million kilograms. At this point, Ji Liao had really reached his limit. Gritting his teeth and persisting was all based on will.
Shi Rong's eyes flashed and he looked at Ji Liao. After thinking for a while, he gritted his teeth and raised his foot again. His brows furrowed into a knot, and his face was a bit ferocious. He used all his strength to raise one foot. on the steps.
Then, his movements seemed to be slowed down countless times. He leaned forward little by little and moved little by little. After a cup of tea, he also lifted the other foot up.
He was breathing heavily, and the body-training techniques in his body had reached their peak. Even so, the limit of his resistance was reached here.
As Ji Liao and Fu Changqing said, Shi Rong had practiced the method of body refining, but he was a talisman cultivator. Like Ji Liao, he only dabbled in the body refining method occasionally.
Nowadays, Kung Fu has no effect here. All they have is their own physique and their own will. This is the key to whether they can survive until the end.
"Dang."
Ji Liao slowly raised his hand and sent the wooden stick forward again.
The next moment it was still the same action, Ji Liao went up to another level.
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