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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.

In the stone room, the spirit wine and the elixir of Bigu were prepared. The door of the stone chamber is several feet thick and can only be opened from the inside. These conditions, the environment, ensure that they are not disturbed and can retreat wholeheartedly. The stone chamber was two hundred meters underground, and it was naturally pitch black. But the worshippers don't use light at all, their spiritual power is the best eye, and no matter how dark the place, they can move freely.

At this time, in one of the stone chambers. 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 and talking to himself.

"Suddenly failed, the body's qi and blood have been exhausted, and it is no longer possible to practice refinement. I have a month to live, at most. 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 to the three major dynasties in eight years, challenged hundreds of warriors, and did not taste 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 when I was forty-six. ”

"And the death is quiet, it will take at least half a year to return to the master from Yuanshan, and it will be too late. I reflect that I am where I am today, and just because I have become a real person, I think that nothing will affect my soul. Then he fell into his own heart of enlightenment, and finally died in the glory of mortal eyes. Because I wanted to break through to the Great Grandmaster before the age of fifty, I was so anxious for quick success that I spent too much life. If I don't think about it, but really calm down and practice. In two years at most, I will be able to break through to the sixth realm. Then the practice is successful, and the longevity is increased. ”

"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. Life can't be restarted, it's useless to lose it and regret it. Let's do something meaningful while we still have time. ”

He stood up, looked for random directions, and then walked to the end of the stone chamber, reaching out and touching 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 I will never forget the past and be the teacher of the future, but when others really teach me experience, I am complacent, proud, 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 a complete summary of the martial arts of the ancestors before they died. If you comprehend it, you will be able to 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 system, and it is not even weaker than my master's system. 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." Lao Tzu muttered to himself, and then showed a smile, 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, all my martial arts, are in the traces of this knife. 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 burst out of anger, and he felt a sense of weakness, 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, 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 convocation order, not to retreat, but to assemble.

"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 piece of clothing to wrap around his waist in the corner of the stone chamber, and then pushed the door out of the stone chamber and walked towards the top of the mountain.

"Climb faster, you still have twenty breaths, and if you can't reach the end, I'll beat you to death and give Lao Tzu a faster climb."

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 really terrible, and no one in their right mind will pass by here.

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 in the crevices, it is filled with dirt, dead branches and leaves, and the corpses of snakes and insects are shredded meat. Everywhere they crawled, they left a deep trace, looking up at the place where they came, one crawling trace after another, there was no end in sight.

To the left and right of these sergeants, followed by five officers with grim faces, they stared at the crawling sergeants with emotionless eyes, and did not shout and curse. If they find that someone can't hold on, faints on the ground, or gives up halfway, they will quickly run over and drag him off the field.

"You haven't eaten, and you still have ten breaths. At your speed, you can't reach the end at all, are you waiting to be whipped? You will be whipped now, and you will be trampled to death on the battlefield. This skill is the only hope for 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, who was standing on the side and observing, walked up to the sergeant who was crawling at the front, and kicked him, only to kick him to a 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 by this kick, hope was completely broken, and I had to start all over again. The creeping sergeant gave up his way and looked at the officer who had kicked him with red, murderous, hateful eyes, 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 exam." For the sake of you as you get closer to the finish line, it's giving you a 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, what appeared in his eyes was contempt, contempt, pride, and disdain for the officer.