Wu Tian looked at the cliff peak in front of him and had to admire the appropriateness of the name.

He couldn't help but think of what Sun Monkey said: Even if I am given a mountain of gold and silver, I will never climb this ghost mountain.

If there was a choice, Wu Tian would never climb this mountain.

Just because the whole mountain peak is like a column that reaches to the sky, with an abrupt pestle between the mountains, and the surrounding mountain walls seem to have been cut by a knife and axe, all of which are vertical mountain faces, can this be climbed?

Wu Tian smiled bitterly and circled around the entire foot of the mountain several times, still not knowing where to get up.

It's okay to say that it's dozens of meters below, but after it's more than 30 meters high, the entire mountain surface is almost like a mirror, and there is no place to grasp and land, how to climb?

But Wu Tian had no choice, no matter whether he could climb it or not, or no matter how dangerous it was, he had to try, and he was never willing to give up lightly.

So, after careful observation, he chose the eastern side of the mountain and began to climb up.

Although the first few dozen meters were a little difficult, Wu Tian was still like a spider, climbing down to more than thirty meters, and then, he had to stop, because from here there were mirror-like mountain walls, and there was no place to grasp or settle down.

He rested quietly on the mountain wall for a while, then took out the Cold Moon Sword from his waist and began to cut holes near the top of his head.

This is a very simple thing to say, but in practice, it is not easy, because you have to rely on the other hand to pick the mountain wall, and then lean outward, in order to cut out a hole, and the arm is only so long, if you want to go up half a meter, you have to cut out at least two holes, but the distance to the top of the mountain, at least more than 500 meters.

In other words, Wu Tian had to dig at least a thousand small holes in the mountain wall to reach the top of the mountain.

Think about what this concept is!!

Normally, even if a hoe is used to dig a thousand small flat holes on the flat ground, it will take at least three or four hours, but Wu Tian is now hanging on the mountain wall, and his body must work hard all the time, and every time he digs a small hole, he has to lean back to complete it, and the time consumed is at least about a minute.

It is equivalent to saying that even if Wu Tian keeps digging, it will take at least 1,000 minutes to reach the top of the mountain, that is, more than 16 hours, and this is only the most basic time, if you rest for 30 seconds for every hole you dig, then the rest time will be 500 minutes, that is, more than 8 hours, and if you count it together, it will be more than 24 hours......

After Wu Tian dug more than hundreds of holes in a row, his speed gradually slowed down, and the rest time became longer and longer, at first one minute, then two minutes, and even if he rested for three minutes later, he couldn't dig a hole in one go.

Because both feet have to be stressed all the time, there is no chance to rest at all, and the fingers have to pick the mountain wall tightly every minute and every second, and they are already so sore as if they are broken, even if they rest for a while, as long as they exert force, they will be soreness or fatigue in an instant.

But Wu Tian had no way out, as long as his fingers relaxed a little or the soles of his feet slipped, his whole body would fall like a meteor, and there was only one result: shattered bones.

Therefore, Wu Tian encountered the most difficult time in his life, not fighting against people, but with nature......

Eight hours.

Twelve hours.

Eighteen hours.

Wu Tian, who was lying on the mountain wall, was trembling all over his body, his face was strangely pale, and the clothes on his whole body were like being soaked in water, all wet and sticking to Wu Tian's body.

Now, even a gust of wind blowing along the mountain wall has become boundless pressure for Wu Tian, not to mention the exhaustion and soreness in his body.

But Wu Tian never thought of giving up from beginning to end, even if his hands were so shaky that it was difficult to even hold a sword, the obsession in his heart was even stronger than before.

Success, to succeed, just succeed!

Wu Tian didn't think about the word failure in his heart, he only had one belief in his mind: climb up, climb up unremittingly, even if he dies, he will die on the top of the mountain.

He moved again, his trembling hand gripping his sword, slicing little by little on the mountain wall.

Twenty-four hours.

Thirty hours.

Thirty-six hours.

A whole day and a half has passed, or rather, Wu Tian has been hanging on the mountain wall for a whole day and a half......

At this time, there were two people at the foot of the mountain who had been watching Wu Tian for several hours, and it was the old wizard and Peng Jiayi who came in a hurry.

After Wu Tian entered the mountain, Peng Jiayi was completely restless, neither sitting nor standing, like an ant on a hot pot, and finally, she finally couldn't help but run to the old wizard and beg him to take her to the cliff peak.

The old wizard agreed without saying a word, for he had always been concerned about it.

Therefore, the two immediately set off to rush to the cliff peak, and when they saw Wu Tian climbing up the cliff, the two were first dumbfounded, then extremely shocked, and then worried.

Because both of them saw that Wu Tian was struggling with the ghost door closed.

Whenever the two of them saw Wu Tian stop, they thought that he had exhausted his strength or would give up next, but he raised his sword again and slowly sharpened the mountain wall above his head, once, twice, three times...... Five, ten, fifty meters......

It wasn't until later that the old wizard muttered, "This child's character is steeper than this cliff, and he will not give up, because there is no word in his belief to give up." ”

"Grandpa, I'm so scared."

Peng Jiayi's body trembled, and her face turned pale from being too nervous.

The old wizard did not respond, but looked at the sky, and his heavy face became even more solemn, just because the dark clouds in the sky were getting thicker, and he knew that a storm was coming, even if he didn't have to look twice.

For this vast forest, the storm is like a daily meal, so ordinary that it can't be more ordinary, but now, it seems very inappropriate.

Even the old wizard who had lived on the edge of this big forest all his life suddenly felt that this storm was like punishing the stubborn Wu Tian on the mountain wall.

Is it to blame that he shouldn't fight against nature? Is it providence or fate?

Peng Jiayi immediately found that the sky suddenly darkened, she looked up, and suddenly her face was pale.

If it rains again at this time, what will Brother Wu Tian do?

Despair swept Peng Jiayi's soul overwhelmingly!

Because she knows very well that even a straw may crush Wu Tian now, it's not that she doesn't believe in Wu Tian, but Wu Tian of Shanbi Mountain is moving more and more slowly, and even raising his sword seems to have spent his whole life's strength.

In such a situation, if there is another wind and rain, can Wu Tian still live!?