The lowest floor of the enshrinement tower has been more than 200 meters underground. There are many stone chambers here, and it is a retreat place for worshippers. The basic condition for the worship of the Yu Dynasty is the transcendent realm, and it must be the best among them. So every time they break through the retreat, it's an extremely important thing, and no one will bother them.

The stone room is prepared with spiritual wine, the elixir of Bigu. The door to the stone chamber is several feet thick and can only be opened from the inside. These conditions, the circumstances, ensure that they are not disturbed in any way and can devote themselves to the retreat. The stone chamber was two hundred meters underground, and it was naturally pitch black. But the worshippers don't need light at all, their spiritual power is the best eye, and they can move freely in the darkest places.

At this moment, in one of the stone rooms, an old man with a white beard and a face as old as the bark of a dead tree was lying naked on the ground talking to himself.

"The breakthrough failed, the body's qi and blood have been exhausted, it is no longer possible to practice refinement, and my life span is at most one month. I want to step into the transcendent realm at the age of thirty-six, and I am known as a genius. Then he traveled down the mountain, traveled through the three major dynasties for eight years, and challenged hundreds of warriors without a single defeat. Then at the age of forty-four, he entered Wonsan and engraved his name in the hall of honor of Shimen, and his life was proud. But I didn't want to, I was going to die at the age of forty-six. ”

"And the death is quiet, it will take at least half a year to return to the master from Yuanshan, and it is too late. I reflected that I have today, and just because I became a grandmaster, I thought that nothing could affect my soul anymore, and then I fell into my own heart of enlightenment, and finally died of glory in the eyes of mortals. Because I wanted to break through to the Great Grandmaster before the age of fifty, I spent too much of my life in a hurry for quick success. If I don't think about it, but really calm down and practice. At most, I will be able to break through the sixth realm in two years, and then I will succeed in practicing and increase my longevity. ”

"Hey." The old man sat up, touched his old, wrinkled cheeks with his dry hands, and sighed, "There is no point in talking about this anymore. Life can't be restarted, it's useless to lose it and regret it. Since you still have some time, let's do something meaningful. ”

He stood up and looked for random directions, walked to the end of the stone chamber, and reached out to touch a wall. As soon as his hand touched it, the old man felt that there were words on it. He was stunned for a moment, and then pushed others with himself, and immediately understood that this was a predecessor like him, who engraved his own exercises on it before he died, waiting for future generations to come and observe.

The old man smiled bitterly: "The road I walked, everyone before me has walked. It is said that the past does not forget the teacher of the future, but when others really teach me experience, I am complacent, proud, and self-righteous, and I can't listen to it at all. And then step into the footsteps of others, which is sad and lamentable. ”

He stroked it carefully, felt the words on it, and read: "You can make inches and inches, but you can't wrap your fingers around..."

After a long time, he sighed and said, "This is a general outline of the mental method. It is the complete summary of the martial arts of the ancestors of their lives before they died. If you comprehend it, you can create your own exercises, swordsmanship. And it's very powerful, pointing straight to the transcendent realm. This general outline is enough to create a sect and sect system, and it is not even weaker than my master's sect. Unfortunately, I don't have time to study. ”

He walked around the wall, and in half an hour, he found eleven powerful methods on the wall.

"I'm the twelfth." The old man muttered to himself, and then a smile appeared, and he thought that his life was short, and he let go, no longer hesitated, no longer cared. He found an empty wall, and after pondering for a moment, he suddenly struck out, and slashed at the wall with a knife.

"Those who practice swords, there is not so much nonsense, just leave this knife mark, and all my martial arts are in the traces of this sword. This should not violate the inheritance rules of the master. Hahaha, later generations, how much you can comprehend depends on your chance. ”

The old man felt a pang of weakness as he burst out, and he knew that his lifespan had been shortened by another three days. At this point, he can accurately calculate every minute and second before he dies, and every bit is not bad. With three days of life, he sent out a knife, but the old man didn't care at all, the stone room was dark, and he couldn't see with his eyes, so he stepped forward and stroked the knife mark with his hand, and couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion.

"Buzz." Suddenly, a faint cyan light lit up in the stone room, illuminating the old man's eyes. He was stunned for a moment, and was feeling strange, when he heard a voice in the stone room.

"Worship the tower, return." This sound is not a sound wave emitted by a person, but a mental fluctuation. If you are not a martial artist of the transcendent realm, you can't hear it at all.

"Summoning order?" The old man thought about it for a long time, and then remembered that when he entered Wonsan two years ago, he was told that there were rules. The elders issued a summoning order, and they were not required to assemble in retreat.

"Didn't you say you wouldn't see a gathering in decades?" The old man muttered to himself, and then smiled: "I'm done with my retreat, so let's go and have a look." Look at what earth-shattering event it is, to summon all the transcendent realms. Well, Yuanshan, the third forbidden place in the mainland, I've been coming to Yuanshan for two years, and I don't know how many masters exist here, so I have to meet them. ”

He walked along, found a garment in the corner of the stone chamber and wrapped it around his waist, then pushed the door out of the stone chamber and walked towards the top of the mountain.

"Climb faster, you still have twenty breaths, if you can't reach the end, I'll kill you, and I'll crawl faster for Lao Tzu."

This is a canyon, or rather a crack, in Wonsan. It is not more than a few zhang wide, but it is more than ten miles long. The valley is undulating, full of gravel, mud, dead branches, thorns, small puddles of accumulated rainwater, trees that pop up out of nowhere, potholes that appear from time to time, and countless man-made traps and poisonous snakes, insects, rats and ants that live in the canyon. The environment in this canyon is terrible, and no one in their right mind will pass through it.

But at this moment, two hundred meters from the end of the canyon, a group of sergeants was crawling towards the end. There were thirty-one of them, all of them wearing heavy armor, and carrying backpacks and weapons that were half a man's length and weighed hundreds of pounds.

It can be seen that the armor of these sergeants is covered with blood, and the crevices are filled with dirt, dead branches and leaves, and the corpses of snakes and insects. Everywhere they crawled, they left a deep mark, and when they looked up at the place where they had come, there was no end in sight.

To the left and right of these sergeants were followed by five officers with grim faces, who stared at the crawling sergeants with emotionless eyes, and from time to time let out shouts and curses. If they find that someone can't hold on and faints on the ground, or gives up halfway through, they will quickly run over and drag him off the field.

"You haven't eaten, and you still have ten breaths. You can't reach the end at your speed, are you waiting to be whipped? You will be whipped now, and you will be trampled to death on the battlefield. This skill is your only hope of survival after you fall off the horse, have you ever thought about it, if you die, who will feed your family? You are dead, do you want Lao Tzu to send your whole body of minced meat to your mother? Hurry up, hurry up for Lao Tzu. ”

A hundred meters from the end of the canyon, an officer standing on the side of the observation suddenly walked up to the sergeant who was crawling at the front, kicked him, only to stagger, without taking a single breath. The sergeant had hoped to reach the finish line at the allotted time and be liberated through the examination. But I was completely cut off by this kick, and I have to start all over again. The creeping sergeant gave up his way and looked at the officer who had kicked him with red, murderous hatred, eager to eat him.

After eight breaths.

"You've failed, you're dead." The officer looked over with the same cold eyes and announced his results. The officer looked left and right, and said, "Of the ninety-three people who were assessed, only thirty passed the assessment. For the sake of you're nearing the finish line, I'll give you another chance. From here, turn back and climb to the beginning of the canyon, even if you pass. ”

The sergeant was silent, just looking up at the officer. Although he looked up, his eyes revealed contempt for the officer, looking down, pride, and disdain.