A crescent moon rose from Qimao Mountain, passing through the mist of the churning sea of clouds. Chen Mo and others reached the end of the mountain top. With his gaze, he looked down at the vast land. Thousands of feet away, there was a tower that exuded a mysterious atmosphere. The white jade bridge of light immediately appeared in front of them.
"Remnant Bridge..." Chen Mo paused in his steps and muttered to himself as he stared at the distant scenery.
The land leading there showed an extremely deep brown color, as if it had been soaked with countless blood. The isolated redwood trees were densely covered with stars. The short ones were about the same as the pavilions in the secular world, and the tall ones were as high as... More than ten feet tall.
Chen Mo withdrew his eyes. The slope of the second half of Qimao Mountain slowed down and was roughly the same as the one noted on the map. However, one detail caught his attention. None of the weeds growing on the top of the mountain were straight. The top of the grass was at the top. They all headed downhill, as if they had been severely trampled by a mysterious giant.
"Everyone stand back!"
Chen Mo realized this strange situation and quickly spoke to everyone. He then tentatively stepped forward and landed on the somewhat weathered land.
Chen Mo had prepared more than 60 middle-grade flying swords in his storage bag. At this moment, he took out one without hesitation. He used enough spiritual power to poke the ground on the hillside behind him. The blade part was as expected. It was buried deep into the soil, with only a slender hilt exposed.
Chen Mo pulled it out hard. After he was sure it was very difficult, he repeated his old trick and inserted a flying sword into the hillside a few feet away. After several back and forth, a short distance was filled with all the things he had done. Graspable force points.
"Come down one by one and follow the traces of the flying swords I left. Don't be greedy for convenience. Your position must ensure that you can firmly catch them within a few breaths!"
When he spoke, Chen Mo had already walked far away. Everyone was confused by Chen Mo's actions. Monk Zhang Er was confused. An Zihan put aside his previously suppressed emotions and asked doubtfully: "Senior Brother Chen, what is this?" What are you doing? Can't you just use the flying charm to go down?"
Although they were curious in their hearts, none of the four people dared to disobey the order, and they all stepped forward and slowly left along the ladder built by Feijian.
Chen Mo didn't explain it to anyone, but just ordered Zhou Qi, who was behind the scenes, to pull out all the flying swords he saw last time and give them to him. Chen Mo was not so generous as to throw away the magic weapon after using it once.
This process lasted for half a stick of incense. Just when several disciples of the Fuyun Sect were slacking off, a huge attraction suddenly appeared. The strong wind blew back and blew countless grass branches on the top of the mountain flying, mixed with many giant giants. The rocks are rolling down!
Chen Mo didn't need to say anything. A few people were shocked and instantly regarded the flying sword embedded in the mountain as a life-saving straw. With the support, they could cast spells to resist the constant suction!
"Does Senior Brother Chen have the ability to predict the future..." This was the only thought in their minds.
Looking at the overwhelming strong wind, An Zihan felt a sense of fear in his heart. In half a stick of incense, there was no time to fly to the foot of the mountain. If he was suddenly grabbed by such a suction force, his skin would be peeled off even if he did not die. Senior Brother Chen was not aware of this. How many lives have I saved in my sleep?
Chen Mo guessed that a natural eye of wind formed on the back slope of Qimao Mountain a few years ago. Every once in a while, it would suck up everything nearby. The weeds on it were placed in a very good direction. prove.
After more than a dozen breaths, the pulling force of the suction gradually faded away. Chen Mo's expression remained as usual. He neither showed off what he had just done nor said anything else to anyone. He continued to repeat it as if he had done something he should have done. The previous actions continued to pave the way for the flying sword.
Maybe this method is a little more clumsy than others have thought, but it works.
The pulling force formed by the eye of the storm does not appear with a fixed frequency. For the sake of stability, Chen Mo insisted on adhering to his plan even when he was about to land. In this way, stumbling along the way, after paying the price of one person's death, Several people from the Fuyun Sect successfully crossed this dangerous spot.
"Thank you." Chen Mo took the remaining flying swords handed over by Zhou Qi, thanked him and said: "Comrades, since Qimao Mountain has been successfully climbed, let's say goodbye."
"Senior Brother Chen...are you leaving now?" Lu Tian and the others said with some reluctance.
Whether it is his responsibility in cultivation or his keen insight, Chen Mo is qualified to be the leader of this team. Without the protection of the powerful monks, the few of them feel a little scared when facing this dangerous environment.
How could Chen Mo not know what these people were thinking, but their strength was too weak to help him. It was better to do less thankless things in a place like this.
"Everyone, take care. I hope to see you on the way back to Fuyun Sect."
Chen Mo's expression remained unchanged, he said something calmly to a few people, turned around, took out the flying talisman and sped away, aiming at the ruins bridge he saw on the mountain peak.
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Of course, before going there, Chen Mo didn't forget to find a hidden place to sort out Kong Yi's storage bag. This was why he was eager to separate from his classmates.
In addition to the vial engraved with pear blossom patterns, there was also a silver talisman paper that Kong Yi had used before. It was with this object that he was able to avoid the attack of Chen Mo's giant peak and narrowly escape with his life.
Chen Mo carefully hid this talisman close to his body in case of emergency, and briefly practiced the talisman. Then he imitated Kong Yi's method of controlling the vial and practiced it. After several failures, he finally did the same. A drop of purple gelatinous liquid condensed at the mouth of the bottle.
"Since the other party pretended to be a monk from the Underworld Sect, he must have planned something huge. I killed this person by mistake and unintentionally became an enemy of the Beast Control Sect..."
Although the battle with Kong Yi on the hillside was brief, Chen Mo didn't know if the monks from the other two sects had seen it. If Kong Yi was the descendant of an elder from the Beast Control Sect, Chen Mo used it arrogantly. Isn't this person's magic weapon an obvious provocation?
"As long as this magic weapon is used, it will not be left alive. In normal conditions, it can be saved." Chen Mo made a decision in his heart after a brief analysis.
The distance of several thousand feet quickly flew over. The closer he got to the Remnant Bridge, the more suppressed his cultivation was. When it was only a few feet away, Chen Mo had temporarily degenerated into the twelfth level of Qi Refining. of monks.
"I just don't know if this place is only targeting me, or if all the monks are like this."
Chen Mo looked around. It was quiet near the Canxu Bridge. There were only countless weeds growing wildly. It seemed that no one had set foot on it for many years.
Looking closer, the Canxu Bridge is made of countless jade stones, and the whole is obscured by a deep thick fog. Below it is the Purangsheng River that encircles the second ring of the Forgotten Land. The river water is dark and deep, making it difficult to see. Clearing the bottom and standing on the shore, Chen Mo could only see his mottled reflection in the water through the reflected light.
Throughout the ages, many monks have wanted to bypass the Remnant Bridge and cross the River of Purity, but none of them have succeeded. The reason is that the river contains strong six desires, and if they are contaminated, they will be eroded by the temptations of endless inner demons. If he goes too far and becomes possessed by demons, all his cultivation will be ruined. In worse cases, he will die on the spot and fall into the river of the afterlife without any trace of his body.
Where the six desires are, there is no possibility of rebirth. This is also the origin of the name of the river of rebirth.
Without further ado, Chen Mo, who was in peak condition, stepped lightly and stepped directly over several steps made of white jade. He jumped up and landed on the bridge. At the same time, the heavy fog covered his figure. Before he could stand still, a whooshing sound came to him in the blink of an eye!
Two polished smooth ice beads went straight to his eye sockets, and Chen Mo was no longer a rookie in the world of cultivation. He instantly leaned back and rolled to the left with one hand on the ground, dodging the next move. It took a round of ice bead sneak attacks to completely see the scene in front of him.
"Senior Brother Ye?! Is it you?"
Chen Mo blurted out in surprise. It turned out that he was not the only one on the Ruins Bridge. In this formation blocked by thick fog and dim light, there were actually seven Qi Refining cultivators hidden, and Ye Lantian was one of them!
The cultivator who attacked him was a short girl. Chen Mo was very impressed with her. When he attended the auction at Huamian Tower, this girl was beside him, and they later bought the Yichen Bead together. We also met a few times during the break.
"Fairy Qingshuang...is the Immovable Buddha Shijian from Thunder Mountain also here?"
As soon as Chen Mo had this idea, he saw one of the three Thunder Mountain disciples fighting Ye Lantian in the distance, shirtless, showing his solid muscles. Every time he punched, he could bring out a baby. The lightning, which was as thick as an arm, was so powerful that it was astonishing.
There was also a monk wearing Sunset Valley costumes who was watching with relish the fierce battle between the three men in Thunder Mountain and Ye Lantian. Seeing the calm look on this man's face, Chen Mo felt a shiver in his heart. Needless to say, this must be another one. A profound Qi-refining monk!
"It's you?!!"
Zhen Na's eyes also caught a glimpse of Chen Mo's appearance. The expression on her face instantly changed from solemn to angry. She clenched her fists as if she wanted to compete with him in the next moment!
There is no point in talking about it. Chen Mo took out his own silver mirror in an instant, and continuously injected spiritual power in the direction of Zhen Na. The latter did not expect that Chen Mo's attack was too simple, and he was beaten and lost. It's an opportunity, so we can only temporarily parry it.
Although Chen Mo was attacked by Fairy Qingshuang, he had no plans to come back for revenge. It was already very difficult to fight Zhen Na. Wouldn't he be asking for trouble if he provoked a strong enemy now?
The girl saw that two consecutive attacks failed to succeed, and was surprised to find that this man attacked the female cultivator from the Beast Control Sect when they had a disagreement. She herself was happy to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, and withdrew to the side like the young man from Sunset Valley. Watch the battle.
The situation on the Canxu Bridge was a bit delicate. Ye Lantian naturally saw Chen Mo's arrival, and the expression on his face was slightly happy. As he was making spells with his hands, more than a dozen sticks with a ray of light suddenly poured out from the shadow on the bridge. The spiky vines entangled the three people in Thunder Mountain, and then stepped back to join Chen Mo.
"Swish, swish, swish..."
The vines that had been chopped into several pieces fell on the Ruins Bridge. The three people from Thunder Mountain also panted and turned around to land. The scar-faced monk in the center said from a distance: "What? The number one cultivator of Fuyun Sect?" , if you can’t avenge yourself, why don’t you call for help?”
"revenge?!"
Chen Mo's face changed instantly, and he swung out all the attacks in his hand, causing Zhen Na to panic for a while. She stopped waving the mirror and said in a deep voice: "Did you do what happened in the woods?"
"Oh? Another one comes to die?"
To the left of the scar-faced monk, the monk who was missing one ear smiled maliciously: "I took your storage bag because I wanted to look down on you. Don't be shameless. Just take it back if you have the ability!"
"Fellow Daoist Chen, do you also know that our fellow disciples were killed by these beasts?" Ye Lantian said with a somewhat surprised expression.
Chen Mo responded in a low voice: "I saw their corpses by chance and have been looking for the whereabouts of the perpetrators. Now it's better. I'll take revenge on old and new grudges. I'll deal with a few people before entering the Extreme Flame Zone!"
Zhen Na has been at the Remnant Bridge for some time. Now she saw the Qi Refining monk who could fight one against three standing together with Chen Mo. Out of caution, she did not fight back again, but retreated to gather strength and observed. the situation of the scene.
"Don't doubt what I'm telling you now, and don't show any surprise. Just listen..."
Ye Lantian seemed to take a breath and put his hand on Chen Mo's shoulder, but actually whispered in his ear: "Meng Qianqiu is also here. You and I will work together to force her out in a while. With the combined strength of the eight of us, we should be able to Competed with it.”
After all, he had been prepared and almost showed his courage in front of a few people. Chen Mo frowned slightly and took out a pill, handed it to Ye Lantian, and took the opportunity to whisper: "You have already Got it. Have you been stalling here to take advantage of the opportunity to make plans? "
"The enemy is strong and we are weak, how can we do it without calculation?" Ye Lantian took the elixir, coughed slightly and said, "Have you seen that shirtless strong man? His name is Shi Jian, and his nickname is Fu Fufo, which is the same as before. The girl who attacked you is part of a group. This person has a grudge against Meng Qianqiu, and will definitely fight to the death later. As for his fellow disciples, they will certainly not stand idly by. As long as they help, they will fight with more. "
"The monk watching the fun in Sunset Valley is called Mu Heng. He is a one-on-one madman, and he is also an unruly existence. Since you have fought against the remaining braided girl, you should know her This ability can also be used to deal with Meng Qianqiu."
"Counting you and me, eight against one, I pay enough attention to her."
Ye Lantian put the elixir into his arms and said in a gloomy tone: "Now fight me again. Those people will never help. Wait for the order later and use your strongest swordsmanship to force Chu Meng." Qianqiu appears!"
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