The leaves are falling, the wind is very bleak, and the thick and tall stone staircase is like a giant, overlooking all mortal beings.

Wu Heng stepped forward, his figure as small as a speck of dust, striving to climb the sixth layer of the top of the spiritual vein. The clouds and mist under the feet, the colorful glow above the head is steaming, and the invisible space is like a black hole, constantly filling in the gravitational molecules, pressing every inch of the body and keeping it tense at all times.

"The sixth layer, the impossible is my limit. When he walked halfway up the stairs, Wu Heng was out of breath, but he still firmly believed that his destination would not be left here.

"The mountain is not high, there is a fairy name, the water is not deep, there is a dragon is a spirit, it is ever-changing, and there is a heart. "A piece of ancient words with a sense of vicissitudes of history floated from the top of the mountain, which has a deep meaning, whether it can be understood, depends on the direction of personal recognition.

The voice was vague and empty, the words were clear to the ear, but the words were vague and bitter, as if they could be heard, and they seemed to be difficult to understand.

"The mountain is not high, and if there are immortals, it is ......" Wu Heng will feel every sentence, which means that the mountain does not have to be high, and it is naturally famous for having immortals to live.

However, reflecting reality, perhaps it is pointing out that people are not too ambitious, not necessarily the highest peak is the real peak, maybe halfway, there are also things that they need.

Thinking about it, Wu Heng was in a good mood, and his impatient mood gradually calmed down, all because he was too impatient and tried to ascend to the sky in one step, so he was powerless in his heart. Take your time and feel slowly, so that you don't miss the best scenery.

"Yes, it's me who is too anxious, I heard that it took the second sister a full ten years to reach the sixth layer of the top of the spiritual vein, and although I am only halfway through the sixth layer, I have only been on the sixth layer for a few days. Wu Heng sat down and thought about it, stopped, and brushed his sleeves on the deep steps.

It wasn't even long before he was lying in the stone staircase, his face pressed against the cold staircase at the top of the spiritual vein, covered with moss and smelling of fresh earth.

He relaxed every inch of his skin, listening to the sound of flowing waterfalls, the squeaking of magpies, and the rustle of the wind through the shadows of the trees.

Gradually, Wu Heng fell asleep, feeling that he was soaring in a dream, and the gravity suppression of the sixth layer was gone, which was a very high artistic conception: self-forgetfulness.

Forget yourself, forget your tiredness, forget your mortal and untouchable.

Everything became so peaceful and peaceful, his breathing gradually evened out, and the tight frown that he had felt uncomfortable from the suppression of gravity was also soothed.

At this time, a man and a woman came up on the sixth floor of the top of the spiritual vein, both of them were old monks, and they happened to meet Wu Heng who was sleeping on the steps on the way up the stairs. Both of them were shocked, what a strange person can actually sleep in such a place, and sleep peacefully, obviously a big living person, but with this mountain and this scene so appropriate without any sense of disobedience, people can't bear to disturb, as if they can't bear to destroy a grass and a tree.

"This young man seems to have entered a state of epiphany. Among them, the crane-haired and childish old Ji exclaimed.

Another cultivator shook his head in denial and said: "To enter the state of epiphany, you must be in an environment without external influence, the gravity suppression of the sixth layer at the top of this spiritual vein exists all the time, it is difficult to stop, it is difficult to advance, how to have an epiphany?"

That's right, but he seems to have forgotten about himself, completely undisturbed by external factors. Although Lao Ji agreed with the views of his companions, he still studied Wu Heng like a monster and said his guess.

"Could it be the Great Enlightenment in the Dao, the realm of self-forgetfulness?" the male cultivator's eyes widened, and he said something very scary.

A cultivator can forget himself, which is tantamount to a half-step to the sky, indicating that he has a fairy fate.

Lao Ji nodded with a very high possibility, and whispered: "Let's go first, don't disturb this strange epiphany." ”

"Yes. ”

The two masters left in a hurry, Wu Heng was still lying like a dragon, with no brilliance on his body, but it contained the grandeur of the great shore, as if he was the sky above his head, jumping out of the Three Realms, not in the Five Elements, no one could stop him, and the gods trembled under their prostrate feet.

Of course, this is just an invisible "potential", not really to achieve that realm, you must know that it is difficult for rare emperors in ancient and modern times to achieve the Yuan Shen jumping out of the Three Realms, and the body is not in the Five Elements.

After a long time, Wu Heng was woken up by a breeze caressing his face, when he woke up and opened his eyes in an epiphany, the sky above his head changed a little color, and the "potential" contained in his eyes was like a god in his heart, seeing through the mortal dust and reluctance.

"Forget yourself and step on the heavens. He muttered to himself, feeling that he was stepping on a piece of heaven under his feet, as if he were the master of all beings.

Waking up in a trance, Wu Heng was still a little uncomfortable, the realm of self-forgetfulness was too wonderful, giving people an unparalleled confidence in their hearts, and the sense of oppression in the surrounding environment would disappear.

This epiphany has a great effect on him, not to mention the starry sky ancient path in the future, and to say that the top of this spiritual vein, with the great morality of selflessness, gravity suppression has no effect at all.

Wu Heng felt that this matter was a little dreamy, raised his steps and tried it, but found that it was still difficult to move. But when he closed his eyes and forgot everything around him, his whole body was as light as a swallow, step by step, ten steps and ten steps, it was simply divine.

When he found that the self-forgetfulness could really ignore the gravity suppression at the top of the spiritual vein, Wu Hengzai couldn't help but be overjoyed, and stood on the spot and laughed: "Hahahaha, sure enough, God helps me!"

In an instant, Wu Heng closed his eyes tightly and ascended to the sixth layer cultivation platform at a jaw-dropping speed, and it took only thirty seconds to reach the peak of the sixth layer halfway. His sudden appearance scared many old monsters for a moment, they had long heard that Wu Heng had come to challenge the top of the spiritual vein, but who knew that he would be able to meet him so soon.

"One day, two days, three days...... A middle-aged man of the demon clan with a tall figure and a face with a national character lowered his head and wrenched his fingers, counting the time for Wu Heng to enter the top of the spiritual vein, and after careful calculation, it was only six or seven days......

Seeing him standing in front of him counting his fingers, and with a startled expression, Wu Heng couldn't help but say, "Fifth grandfather, what is there to count." ”

Xuanyuan Wu's fingers trembled numbly, and said, "Why can't you count them......"

"Of course, I can't count them all, ten fingers is ten days, and Wu Heng only uses seven days. A cold, familiar voice came. Under an Enlightenment Locust Tree on the left side of the sixth-layer cultivation platform, a golden sword was inserted in the middle of the stone slab, making people dare not cross the thunder pool for half a step, and the owner of the sword was the eye-catching Allure Beauty next to him.

She looks like she is in her twenties, her skin is like ice and snow, she is like a virgin, she is wearing a light red dress, and she outlines her graceful curves perfectly, and she sits on the ground next to a pair of slender jade legs, although she is covered by a long skirt, she still can't hide the grace of the lines.

Xiaojia Jasper's short hair is a little neat, her bright and clear eyes contain frost, her delicate melon seed face is flawless, she can be called an iceberg beauty, with a golden sword on her side, you can guess her identity without thinking, the second lady of the Xuanyuan family, Xuanyuan Yanran!

"It is said that Xuanyuan Yanran sharpened a sword for ten years, which can be called a miracle to climb to the sixth layer of the top of the spiritual vein, but who knows that Wuheng sharpens a sword in seven days......" Many sixth-layer masters have a burst of rivers and seas in their hearts, and the speed of this kid is really scared of themselves.

"Hmph, Miss Ben was still a Xuan-rank realm cultivator ten years ago, so naturally it will take a lot of time, but Wu Heng has already reached the top of the spiritual veins of the second realm of the dragon, what is so great about seven days. Xuanyuan Yan snorted unconvinced, but in fact, she was also cursing Wu Heng in her heart for not being human, she suffered a lot when she climbed the sixth layer, and how could Wu Heng climb so easily, there was not even a little sweat on the corners of her clothes.

Seeing that Xuanyuan Yanran seemed to be a little surprised, Wu Heng hurriedly smiled and said: "Hehe, this is natural, I'm afraid that if the second sister waits until the Dragon Transformation Realm is at the top of the Climbing Spirit Vein, maybe the speed will be faster than mine." ”

"Of course. Xuanyuan Yanran nodded unceremoniously, but she felt a little empty in her heart, and inexplicably transferred her hatred to Wu Heng.

The people on the sixth layer all looked at each other, understanding that Wu Heng was letting Xuanyuan Yanran, so they didn't comment and chose to be silent. You must know that when Xuanyuan Yanran arrived at the Three Realms of the Transformation Dragon, it took two years to advance from the fifth layer to the sixth layer.

Wu Heng glanced at it and found that there were very few people on the cultivation platform on the sixth layer, sparse and sparse, and a vague figure of enlightenment could only be seen from a long distance, at most dozens of people.

There are also three Enlightenment Locust Trees, the leftmost one is occupied by Xuanyuan Yanran, obviously the golden treasure beside her has a great deterrent effect, Wu Heng has long suspected that this Xuanyuan Sword is very likely to be the Xuanyuan Sword among the top ten divine soldiers, but he has never had a chance to confirm it, and now that he can gain a foothold on the sixth layer cultivation platform, he has more doubts in his heart, and he is even more suspicious of the origin of this Xuanyuan Sword, which will definitely not be a copy.

Originally, according to the "special" relationship between Wu Heng's identity and the second sister, he should be able to get some answers when he went to ask, but since the second sister seems to be intentionally hidden, there is no need to take the initiative to ask, it is time to tell himself, and he will take the initiative to tell him.

And the second sister is also her own person, and the Xuanyuan Sword of the person who can hold the ten ancient gods is a happy thing.

"Wu Heng, the aura of this sixth layer is extremely strong, if you cultivate here for a month, you will definitely be able to break through the third dragon. Xuanyuan Wu said.

"I, I'm going to go to the seventh floor. Wu Heng scratched the back of his head a little embarrassed, as if he didn't give face to the fifth grandfather, but he didn't want to lie, not to mention that he couldn't hide it from the fifth grandfather.

Xuanyuan Wu frowned and said, "Are you kid openly joking with Wuwai, this is not funny at all." ”

"No kidding, I'm really going to the seventh floor. Wu Heng opened his mouth with a serious face.

As soon as these words came out, the people of the sixth layer all looked sideways, thinking that Wu Heng was a little exaggerated, as far as they knew, the Xuanyuan family monk who could currently go to the top of the seventh layer of spiritual veins was only Xuanyuan Huo!

Wu Heng threatened to go to the seventh layer, who would dare to believe it!

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