Yun Mo quickly reached the first step of the mountain road. It was not until then that he noticed that the mountain road paved with white jade bluestones was flat at the beginning and had steep steps at the back.
The rock walls on both sides of the mountain road are steep and uneven, as if they were cut with a knife or an axe. The mountain road seems to be inserted into the rock wall, with different lengths and heights, and it also appears to be twisted and twisted.
What's more important is that each step is thirty meters apart. This means that although the distance from the mountain road to the mountain gate at the end is long, it only has ninety-nine steps.
Yun Mo stood in front of the first step. He took the first step with a calm expression and stepped on the step with his right foot. At the same time, in his mind, he saw a gray knife shadow whizzing towards him. Got him.
Ignoring the shadow of the knife that struck him, Yun Mo took the second step and stood completely on the first step. Accompanying it was just one gray knife shadow, which suddenly turned into dozens of them. , roaring and sweeping over from all directions.
"Is that true?"
Yun Mo was not surprised at all by the sweeping knife shadow. He raised his head and looked to the left. At the end of his gaze, there was a cliff with three large silver characters engraved on it.
Trial Peak!
As early as when he approached the mountain road, he sensed a weak sword energy. At that time, he thought it was because of the formation still existing on the mountain road. After careful observation, he discovered that the sword energy was not due to the formation.
It's because there is an extremely powerful sword intent on the mountain road. This sword intent has been immortal for a long time and gradually strengthened from bottom to top.
It was only when he was standing on the first step that Yun Mo realized that the reason why the mountain road in front of him was so winding and winding, with different ups and downs, was entirely because this road...
It was hacked out with a knife.
The remaining sword intent remained in the steps, generating sword energy and blocking the monks who wanted to go up the mountain.
So Yunmo had previously guessed that the mountain road in front of him should be regarded as a kind of entry test or a place for experience, and now it seems that it is indeed the case.
Yun Mo also became enthusiastic about this. He is a sword cultivator himself, and he is obsessed with cultivating and improving his sword intention. The steps of sword intention in front of him are very suitable for him. After he completes the circle, he will definitely be of great benefit to him. benefit.
The sword intent on the first step was completely ignored by Yun Mo. When he used his sword intent to condense the sword shadow, he easily chopped the sweeping sword shadow into pieces, and then he stepped on it very easily. The second step.
Sure enough, just as Yun Mo thought, when he stepped onto the second step, there were also dozens of sword shadows sweeping towards him from all directions, but the sword intent in them was enhanced compared to the first step. More than twice as much.
However, Yun Mo still ignored this kind of sword intent. After easily breaking through it, Yun Mo quickly headed towards the third step.
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"First bombard seven people from Li, then bomb four people from Kun, and finally bombard three people from Qian..."
In front of the third mountain peak, a black-robed monk with white beard and hair, but a young and rosy face like a baby, was scattering formation flags one after another, and at the same time he said indifferently.
His voice was hoarse and unpleasant, as if there was a rag stuffed in his throat, which made people get goosebumps.
But instead of showing any dissatisfaction on the faces of the monks around him, they looked respectful. Based on what the black-robed monk said, they used magic weapons to hit the directions in his mouth.
Are there more than a few thousand monks around? Under the bombardment of these people at the same position at almost the same time, no matter how powerful the protective formation in front of them was, an obvious crack was visible to the naked eye with a clicking sound.
Through the crack, the surrounding monks soon felt an extreme spiritual energy coming from the crack, which made everyone present look refreshed.
Because they all understood that the protective formation that had blocked them for many days was finally about to be broken!
And this is all thanks to the black-robed monk in front of them, a fifth-level formation mage from the Ten Thousand Formation Sect!
As for the Ten Thousand Formation Sect, most of the monks present knew that it was the leading formation sect in the North Jue Continent and was very powerful. It was said that even an outer disciple was a second-level formation master.
"Everyone is attacking for the last time..." After the black-robed monk said that, he grabbed a large number of formation flags and threw them into the protective formation. After everyone saw it, they blasted them with all their strength.
Soon, half an hour passed, and the protective formation made a few more obvious clicking sounds, and then like a chain reaction, there was a burst of intensive clicking sounds, and dense cracks appeared on the protective formation, green. The spiritual light shot out from the cracks and shot straight into the sky!
As the rich spiritual energy seeped out, the black-robed monk's expression changed and he screamed, "Everyone, retreat quickly!"
Although everyone didn't understand, they still took a few steps back. Immediately they looked at the changing formation in front of them in shock, wondering whether it was broken or not.
"boom!"
Like thunder on the ground, a harsh roar sounded, and a strong wave of air was visible to the naked eye sweeping across all directions, forcing the surrounding monks back, and soon a spacious avenue of white jade and bluestone emerged.
On both sides of the avenue, there is still a spiritual medicine garden. The previous spiritual energy came from the spiritual medicine garden.
Similarly, there is still a mountain road leading to the top of the mountain.
Everyone was briefly shocked by the scene in front of them. After a moment, everyone roared and rushed in, pouring into the mountain like a black torrent!
"Thank you Daoyou Li for your help. Let's go in and look for opportunities."
A blue-robed monk came forward, cupped his fists and saluted the black-robed monk.
"Everyone takes what they need. Hand over the Nine-Tune Spiritual Flute."
The black-robed monk glanced sideways at the former and stretched out his right hand.
"That's natural."
As he spoke, the blue-robed monk took out a golden bamboo flute about the length of an adult's hand from the ring and handed it to the black-robed monk. After giving the latter a fist, the whole person turned into a black line and rushed into the mountain. middle.
The black-robed monk glanced at the golden bamboo flute in his hand, threw it into the ring, turned around and left.
He did not choose to enter the mountain. The opportunity of the ancient sect that seemed to fascinate everyone seemed to be completely ignored by him.
Soon the black-robed monks came to the fifth peak, and the protective formation here was also blasted. There were no monks outside the peak, and they all rushed into the peak.
Without entering the fifth peak, the black-robed monk came to a cliff. At this time, two figures were standing on the cliff.
One is a purple-haired young man wearing a half-mask, and the other is a middle-aged monk wearing a dark robe, with his hair randomly tied into a monk bun with bamboo pieces.
"coming."
The purple-haired young man looked at the black-robed monk who came over and said.
"Young Master, this is the nine-melody spiritual flute."
The black-robed monk landed in front of the purple-haired young man and took out the bamboo flute from the ring with great respect and handed it to the latter.
The purple-haired young man held the bamboo flute and closed his eyes to feel it. There was a look of satisfaction on the exposed half of his face.
"You did very well. This is the invitation letter to become an outer disciple of the Five Saints Academy. Take it and use it to become an outer disciple of the academy."
Seeing the satisfied look on the face of the purple-haired young man, the middle-aged monk took out a purple letter from the ring and handed it to the black-robed monk.
"Thank you so much, senior!"
The black-robed monk quickly took the purple letter into his hand and carefully put it into the ring, for fear of breaking it. Immediately, the black-robed monk bowed respectfully to the two of them, turned around and left quickly.
"Uncle Le, we have the Nine-Tune Spiritual Flute, where should we go next?" The purple-haired young man ignored the black-robed monk who left and looked at the middle-aged monk beside him and asked.
"Go to the trial peak of Yitian Sword Sect. It is said that the Qingyuan Spirit Pearl was split into two by the leader of Yitian Sword Sect and thrown into the trial peak, forming two secret realms of ice and fire."
"So if we want to get the Qingyuan Spirit Pearl, we must go there."
The purple-haired young man nodded, and the two quickly disappeared.
