The bright moon travels to the middle of the sky, and the soft light escapes the earth.

On the edge of the mountain peak in the distance, eight bright pillars of blood-red light appeared, soaring into the sky, trying to compare with the sky.

On the top of a certain mountain with a blood-red pillar of light, there is a figure like a god and a demon, tall and mighty, his left hand is propped up on the ancient tree, the blood stains his broken clothes, and his drooping right hand is constantly dripping blood, and I don't know whose it is.

The young man came to the pillar of light, passed through the light curtain, took out a bracelet from the surface, and put it on his wrist with an expressionless face, and then the pillar of light in the sky disappeared.

His face was stained with blood, and his red blood hair was flying wildly in the night wind, and at this moment his affectionate indifference, and at the same time lonely; compared with Qin Wen's first meeting with him, there was less pride and more painful coldness.

"It's the same root, why is it too anxious to fry each other" Lieyang Mountain's eyes were cold, he looked at the central main peak, and sighed: "Hey, the lord of this spiritual mountain is really more important than his bloodline relatives......?"

Not far behind Lieyang Mountain, there were four corpses, judging from the hair, they were two men and two women, but they had been deformed, and they were killed by some heavy object.

"Since I was a child, you were all jealous of me and wanted to kill me, but I didn't expect to enter Lingshan this time, and you still didn't give up" Lieyang Mountain murmured: "Even if you join forces, you won't kill me." ”

The red-haired young man straightened up and regained his former calm breath, but the whole person was no longer warm in the spring breeze, but as indifferent as ice and snow.

He walked in the shape of a dragon, his right hand clenched into a fist at his waist, still dripping with blood, his left hand swinging with his body moving forward, he was very fast, heading towards the central main peak.

On the central main peak, the bright moon released a cold glow, and the red light bloomed inside, and there was a bull demon phantom colliding.

Click!

The top layer of the pagoda cracked, and suddenly nine cyan streamers burst out, rushing straight to the other peaks.

At the foot of the main peak, a thin figure, carrying two plastic bags, humming an unknown cheerful song, walked towards the top of the mountain, with light steps and very happy.

Shout!

A clear light fell not far in front of him, and then the light dissipated, revealing a brilliant jade pendant.

Lin Xiujun walked over, his face changed and changed, he hurriedly looked around, put the jade pendant in his trouser pocket, and ran towards the top of the mountain.

"Before the pre-Qin period, this Niutou Mountain must be a famous mountain in the world, otherwise the poet saint thousands of years ago, why did he live here; perhaps, the mythical Bull Demon King is related to this" An old man with white hair, wearing a sky blue Tang costume, was in good spirits, his eyes were shining, and the young man next to him said: "According to the records of wild history, the Bull Demon King was beheaded by the saint and landed on the earth to become a famous mountain, maybe it is here. ”

The person known as Xiaomo is not very old, he can be fifteen years old, with a strong body, a round face, and a little fat man; ”

"Niu Xiaomo, I remember to give you the third grandfather, if you can't become the lord of Lingshan, I will slap your butt swollen" The old man suddenly glared.

After the white-haired and blue-clothed old man finished speaking, he took off the quaint ring wearing the index finger of his left hand, handed it to the young man, with a gentle expression, and said, "The third grandfather is old and useless, you go and fight for the Lingshan imprint." ”

Niu Xiaomo took the ring and wore it on the middle finger of his left hand, and at the same time, the Bull Demon bracelet on his left wrist appeared, shining red, and it was extremely bright in the night.

The old man smiled with satisfaction, handed out the ring, as if he had finished his heart, and the spirit of the whole person suddenly dissipated, his breath gradually solidified, and his breathing stopped abruptly.

Tears fell quietly, Niu Xiaomo didn't cry, just waved his hand, and the ring emitted light, putting the old man's body in it and storing it in it.

This is a storage weapon that is capable of carrying dead objects.

......

On the top of the central peak, the second round of bright moon gathered, and the clear light it released shone on the entire Niutou Mountain, and the red light was still colliding.

Most of the people who entered the real Niutou Mountain belonged to the children of the family, and when they looked at the second round of bright moon, their hearts were suddenly hot and they wanted to fight for it.

There were several people in the group, most of them wearing Hanfu, but the first one, wearing a red school uniform, was particularly dazzling, and they marched in the night and came to the vicinity of the square, surrounded by a rich light.

The girl at the head has a young face, but her expression is calm, with shoulder-length short hair, looking at Qinghui not far in front of her, her eyes are gradually a little more doubtful.

"Jing'er, we will send you here, about the Lingshan Mark, bother you to bother, if our Li family can really get the Ling...... Forget it, this is a later story, let's not mention it for the time being" Behind the girl, a young woman wearing a light cyan Hanfu sat down cross-legged on the spot, no matter how Li Jing responded, closed her eyes and practiced.

One person was left on guard, and the other four were also practicing.

The spiritual mountain that has not been unsealed is rich in spiritual energy, which is suitable for cultivators to practice. Every time you practice, it is a quantitative accumulation, and when you accumulate a certain number of times, there will be a qualitative change.

After the spiritual mountain is completely unsealed, the aura in the mountain will spread outward, following the law of air flow, so that the world is in a state of equilibrium; starting from the edge of the spiritual mountain, as the distance from the spiritual mountain increases, the density of the spiritual energy will decrease until it completely disappears, and it is impossible to share cultivation.

Therefore, every time people who have the opportunity to enter the Spirit Mountain, they will choose to practice to improve their strength, and more people will choose to compete for the Spirit Mountain Imprint.

The seal of the spiritual mountain, which is equivalent to the jade seal of the country and the tiger talisman of the three armies, if you can control it, you can become the master of the spiritual mountain, and you can control this spiritual mountain for cultivation and promotion;

Li Jing nodded, compared to when she came in, her height had actually improved, especially the slender and straight legs, and she easily stepped into Qinghui and went to the square with the Bull Demon statue and the Nine Dragons Pagoda.

......

In front of the river, Qin Wenpan sat on the ground, with his heart facing the sky.

At this moment, his body was extremely weird, covered in blood red, but his neck was glowing.

With the help of the Bull Demon Bracelet, Ah Qi was guiding Qin Wen and impacting his mind with blood.

The space in my mind, filled with endless darkness, was bleak.

Suddenly, at the bottom of the dark space, a light appeared.

"What is that?" Qin Wen's mind swam in the darkness.

With the help of this light, Qin Wen vaguely saw the environment he was in, and his heart suddenly became clear.

Like a prisoner, he wanders in the dark space, as if sealed away by eternity.

The inexplicable light, the drowsy consciousness, and the invisible 'barrier' between the two, induce each other and communicate with each other.

In this moment, he had a desire to open this prison and bring those lights into this dark world, and light it up.

"Lift the heavens and the earth, grasp the yin and yang, breathe the essence and ......" Qin Wen's consciousness, reciting the Taoist Sutra wholeheartedly, the consciousness in the darkness suddenly condensed, no longer drowsy, more and more sober.

Every rune is the voice of the Great Dao, bringing together all the spirits of Qin Wen. In the end, his spiritual mind seemed to be engraved with the Tao Sutra, emitting a faint light.

"Open it for me!"

This roar of hatred and anger contains supreme power, shaking the entire mind space, and all the power of the mind body, carrying the power of the Tao Sutra, crashes into the white light, crashes into the invisible obstacle!

Click! Click! Click!

As the heart beats, the white mist that gathers in the cervical vertebrae condenses infinitely, turning into a fist that soars into the sky, surging upward, and working together with spiritual power, finally tearing open the invisible barrier.

It's like the moon rising from the sea!

The white mist easily passed through Qin Wen's mind body and came to his mind, suspended at the commanding heights, like a bright moon.

The darkness is dispelled, and the light is eternal.

The mist shone in his mind, and Qin Wen's mind body finally saw his mind clearly.

One pattern after another, releasing black mist in the light, eroded the bright moon of the mist, as if to cover it up.

In just an instant, Qin Wen's mind rushed downward, and he saw the blood-red world, following the path of the blood essence to rise, sinking infinitely, and finally coming to the heart.

Breathing is stagnant, the heart is paused, and in the moment, it seems like eternity.

I felt that when I came to the stove, my whole body was roasted, warm, and very comfortable.

Boom!

The heart beat suddenly, Qin Wen's mind body let out a heart-rending scream, and at this moment, 'he' was torn apart by the beating force of the heart, scattered into tens of millions of copies, and flowed through the whole body with the blood.

The place where he passed was so clear.

Twenty seconds passed, and Qin Wen's thoughts returned to his heart, merging in an instant, constructing his complete consciousness.

It was a golden glow, visible in the blood.

Boom!

His heart was beating, and Qin Wen's mind was torn apart again, circulating all over his body with the blood.