There are mountains in the underworld, and their height is not tens of thousands of zhang, connecting the heavens and the earth, like a giant spirit.

The fog outside the mountain, its breadth does not know tens of thousands of miles, cascading obstacles, unfathomable.

This is the fifth secret realm on the top of the Golden Dome - Mount Tai.

There are six secret realms on the Golden Dome dedicated to empowerment, and Mount Tai is the fifth, but not the fifth.

Each of the six secret realms has its own merits, and Mount Tai's star power is the richest of the six secret realms, suitable for cultivators with high real names and grades, such as Xu Longshou, a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Peak Thunder Division.

Although there are no mountains tens of thousands of feet high in the present world, in the secret realm, everything is possible.

"Damn, damn it......" Xu Longshou cursed while climbing up with his bare hands, "Why does Lao Tzu have to suffer this sin!"

The mountain wall was slippery and the climb was difficult, and he got out of a secret passage and climbed for a whole day and a night, still without seeing the end. Although there was a thick fog on all sides, and he couldn't see the situation clearly, he also knew that if he fell, he would definitely die.

"Damn Yan Li, I'm going to turn you into an idiot!"

He cursed hatefully, drenched in sweat. However, for a martial arts immortal, with such abundant star power around him, just climbing couldn't consume much true qi at all. What he is not angry about is that he is just dealing with a nobody, but he has to suffer such a big crime, which is a great shame.

Crawling and crawling, he was tired of scolding, and finally began to think about Chang Maochun's intentions.

It is a well-known fact that the secret realm cannot be resisted.

Although it is said to be "infiltrating", it is not so necessary to take the secret passage, as long as the disciples who are guarding the teleportation array can be lured, and the teleportation array itself cannot record the disciples entering and leaving.

Could it be that the master deliberately wants me to suffer a lot?

He put the grievances behind him for a moment and thought about them.

Suddenly, I realized that due to the day and night of climbing, my control of true qi became more and more exquisite, and my cultivation realm became more rounded, and I was not sure about the third empowerment, but now I felt that I could break through at any time.

Is this the purpose of the Master?

His mind was clear, and he was immersed in the joy of climbing.

It didn't take long to see the end, and as soon as the palm of his hand was forced, he deftly climbed the cliff, stood on the top and stretched his body, and at this moment the fog on all sides seemed to be no longer so annoying.

Pranayama for a moment and prepare for an initiation.

But the idea was soon dispelled.

"After I destroy your real name, I will give you an empowerment in front of you and torture you with the power of the empowerment, otherwise how can I eliminate the hatred in my heart!"

Thinking of this, Aomori's flames dissipated as soon as he clenched his fists, and he looked around to find a hidden slope and hide.

......

A sword light swept across the Heavenly Sword Peak and fell to the Star Courtyard of the Chuan Gong Pavilion.

Chang Maochun casually accepted the flying sword, and commanded with great interest: "Come on, make tea for this seat, this seat has a new book, which is another way to land in the clouds, so you have to try it." ”

But the whole courtyard was empty, and there was not half a voice.

"Where have all the people gone?" he frowned and walked in, and saw a disciple hurrying out, "Li Wei, why is it just you and the others?"

Li Wei is the deacon of the Xingzi Academy, responsible for some sundries.

As soon as he saw Chang Maochun, he was startled, and hurriedly hid the things in his hand in his sleeve, and whispered, "Elder Qiqi, they have all gone to Jinding." ”

"Jinding?" Chang Maochun shook his sleeves and walked into the study, "Today's young people just don't want to make progress, the classroom is empty when class starts, what kind of system is it!"

"This ......" Li Wei walked in with a bitter face.

Chang Maochun lifted the curtain and went in, spread paper and ink on the bookcase, and said lightly: "Why don't you go and make tea for this seat, don't you know that when you write in this seat, you must drink tea and clear your heart?" Do you know what the most important thing is in writing?"

"Yes, what is it?" said Li Wei.

"Only when you are calm can you have a long breath. The rhyme is long, and it can be done in one go. Calligraphy focuses on a rhyme, and if you grasp that rhyme, it will be like divine help. ”

Chang Maochun said eloquently, "Drink tea and clear the heart, the heart can be calm, these are the experience of this seat, today to teach you a little fur, if you are also interested in this Tao, you can come again at any time." Now let's go make tea for this seat. ”

Li Wei didn't even hear a complete sentence clearly, he was only thinking about the Golden Dome ticket he bought at a high price in his sleeve at the moment, if he went one step late, the empowerment would be over, and he would not be able to see the legendary first-class sword master, and it would be too late to take the regret medicine.

He only heard the word "make tea", and subconsciously took the order, and just wanted to finish it quickly.

"Wait. Chang Maochun dipped the pen in some ink, and first swayed on the paper, which was his habit before writing every time, and his thoughts were also very free-spirited, so he asked casually, "What are they doing in Jinding?"

Li Wei said hesitantly: "Look, watch the empowerment of the first-class sword master." ”

Chang Maochun's pen paused, and he raised his head, "First-class sword master?"

"Yes, Elder!" Li Wei's eyes lit up, "It is said that it is the only one in thousands of years, this kind of opportunity is extremely rare, and his subordinates have also bought tickets and are ready to go to watch, if the elders don't want to miss it, it's better to buy tickets quickly." ”

"Buy a ticket?" Chang Maochun's brows furrowed, "What do you mean?"

"Ah!" Li Wei realized that he was too talkative, so he had to bite the bullet and say, "Yes, it's the poor man who hides the sword peak, blocking the road and selling tickets, and if you don't buy it, you can't give it in." ”

Chang Maochun's brows furrowed even deeper, "The Golden Dome of Tibetan Sword Peak was sold by Tibetan Sword Peak, and now it is owned by my Heavenly Sword Peak, why do they sell tickets?"

Li Wei's eyes dodged, "That's it, just by virtue of the owner of the first-class sword master, that, that Yan Li." ”

The unexpected scene of Chang Maochun's rage did not happen, he turned his head to look, only to see that the latter's face was pale, and the best wolf from the master's hand, which he regarded as a treasure, had been broken alive.

"Elder?" Li Wei was startled.

"Tickets for this seat. Chang Mao Chun said.

"What, what?" Li Wei said tremblingly.

"I said, give the ticket to this seat!" Chang Maochun roared angrily, how could there be any "calm" look.

"Give, give......" Li Wei took out the ticket tremblingly.

Chang Maochun snatched the ticket and left.

Li Wei trembled his lips, and his heart was dripping with blood and wailing, "I waited in line all night to buy a ticket, robber!

......

When Yan Li led the two senior brothers who had abandoned their sword cave guards to the golden dome, the sunlight poured down from the top of the golden dome, reflecting the grand scene of a sea of people.

There had never been a gathering of this magnitude at the Golden Dome, and it was simply unexpected.

The four divisions of Heavenly Sword Peak each sent three deputy leaders to maintain order, and from the bottom of the mountain, you could see countless dejected disciples walking down, or smelling business opportunities, and after buying a large number of tickets in the early days, they were quietly peddling at a high price outside.

At this time, a disciple blocked the way of the three of them, and said in a low voice: "The three senior brothers don't need to go up, the tickets have already been sold, and the junior brother still has two here, as long as there are eighty soul stones, you can see the demeanor of the first-class sword master with your own eyes......"

"Eighty, what are you robbing?" the older glared at him.