Continental Xuanwei Chapter 30 Heavenly Trench Dao
What is the benefit of the so-called Nine Heavens Xuanqi to cultivation, the pastoral path naturally does not know. However, the trail feels very good at this time.
The pastoral path that had been absorbed had already stood up at this time.
Feeling that the blood scabs covered all over his body were extremely uncomfortable, Mu Jinglu shook slightly, and the blood scabs on his body fell down like dead skin. The clothes covered in holes did not make the pastoral road look embarrassed, but made the pastoral road look a little more heroic.
The cultivation has not changed, it is still the Four Tibetan Realm, but Mu Jinglu feels that the tricks of the whole body have been opened, and he is following the rhythm of breathing at any time, exhaling the aura between heaven and earth.
Under the inner vision, Mu Jinglu could even clearly see the aura like silk, frantically rushing towards his own apertures, and then being absorbed by the three major acupoints of Dantian, Tanzhong, and Shenting.
The lungs, kidneys, spleen, and heart fire that had been turned into hidden organs became more and more condensed, faintly emitting a dark red light.
Huh? It's just Sizang, why is there already an inch of red-level cultivation? Mu Jinglu was puzzled, but he didn't know the answer.
Mu Jinglu opened his eyes, and a golden light shot out, hitting the floor of the main hall, and then disappeared silently.
The strange appearance of the pastoral path road made the scattered cultivators marvel and envy, Liu Zhen and Yingzheng looked at the pastoral path with black faces, and their expressions were not good.
Yingzha, who was removed from cultivation and collapsed on the ground, seems to have been forgotten.
With a wave of one hand, the mysterious Taoist disappeared into the main hall. Seeing this, Yingzheng frowned slightly, but he didn't dare to say more.
"Congratulations to all fellow Daoists, cultivate for diligence. β
The mysterious man rarely gave his hand, which flattered a group of low-level monks, and hurriedly hugged their fists in return.
"The second level, the Heavenly Trench Dao!"
"The test is only the heart, fellow Daoists, be careful!" the mysterious Taoist reminded unclearly, waved his right hand again, and shouted at the same time: "Open!"
The buzzing sound continued, shaking everyone's eardrums. After a few moments, a huge stone tablet suddenly appeared where the ladder was connected to the main hall.
On the stone stele, only a small seal is engraved with the three words of the moat, and the pastoral path road stares at it, and suddenly his head is dizzy.
Could it be that this is what the legend says, the Tao is hidden in words? Mu Jinglu quickly turned his head, looked away, and took a few heavy and rapid breaths.
The monks present seemed to be affected by the stele. Many monks who were not firm enough in their minds just glanced at the stone tablet, and then fainted and fell in the main hall.
"Those who wish to participate in the trial, just reach out and touch the stone tablet. The mysterious Taoist still had a dull tone, and continued: "Fellow Daoists, please!"
The monks, who had not fainted, looked at each other with pale faces, all hesitating.
Ying Zheng waved his hand and let his guard servants step forward. Although the guard was reluctant, he had to endure the fear in his heart and stepped forward to touch the stone tablet.
With a bang, several guards were dragged away by the stone monument and disappeared in front of everyone. At such a scene, Ying Zheng, Liu Zhen and others turned pale.
"Hehe, since you have desperately entered the secret realm of Xudu, you are still so timid?" Mu Jinglu smiled contemptuously, not knowing who he was talking about.
He came to the stele by himself, stretched out his right hand, and slowly approached the stele. The moment he was dragged in by the stone stele, Mu Jinglu looked back at Yingzheng and the others, and the contempt in his eyes was self-evident.
"Bastard!" Ying Zheng cursed in a low voice, his fists clenched, and he quickly ran towards the stone monument.
Before Yingzheng touched the stele, Ding Fang and Duanmu Xing suddenly flew past Yingzheng, turned their heads to look at Yingzheng, and crashed into the stele.
The eyes of the two were naturally clear, but they still despised it. Yingzheng's face turned red with anger, and he stepped forward fiercely, submerging into the stone tablet.
Someone starts, and someone follows. The 20,000 monks in the main hall, the wind under their feet, crashed into the stone monument one after another.
As for the monk who had fainted, the mysterious Taoist raised his hand again and waved lightly, and the monk who fell in the main hall disappeared into the main hall like Yingzha.
In the blink of an eye, the hall was empty except for the mysterious Taoist.
The mysterious Taoist looked at the stone tablet and smiled lightly, and a bamboo recliner appeared behind the mysterious Taoist.
The mysterious Taoist took out a nail clipper from his sleeve, cut off his nails with a clatter, and said to himself lazily: "This errand is really boring, why don't you watch TV?"
Thinking of it, the mysterious Taoist waved his hand again, and another 100-inch LCD TV appeared in the sky, and the nail clippers in his hand were no longer there, and a black remote control board was replaced.
"Well, some more melon seeds!" A bag of melon seeds appeared in the hands of the mysterious Taoist again.
In an instant, melon seeds and the beginning of the TV series appeared in the hall.
"Laugh at you and I spend all my money in vain, love to compete for the beauty of the mirror flower...""It's still good to look at this version!"
The pasture path that crashed into the stone monument suddenly appeared in front of a ladder with no end in sight. Isn't this the ladder in the hall? Where are the others?
Looking left and right on the pastoral path, there was no one to be seen. Is it the same as the first level, one person, one illusion?
Thinking to no avail, Mu Jinglu shook his head and took the first step casually.
Uh, gravity, coercion?
As soon as he took the first step, his legs felt as heavy as lead. The pastoral path looked straight and took the second step again.
Damn, it's aggravated again. This is the clearance designer he is aiming at, is he reading too many novels in his previous life, can he be a little new?
Is it to rely on the rising gravity to exercise the body and test the mind of the person who clears the level? Is it so simple and boring?
Mu Jinglu thought, and continued to raise his legs and step upward.
Climb the ladder, one step, two steps and stare at your feet. Out of boredom, Mujinglu hummed the song of his previous life, burying his head and rushing upward.
Whew... I don't know how long I rushed to the top, and the pastoral path was panting heavily, and my body was already sweating.
At this time, the pasture path is not only heavy on the legs, but also seems to have a thousand pounds on the shoulders, making the pasture road completely unable to stand upright.
How many times the gravity is this? five times or ten times? The pasture path with a dizzy head is no longer able to measure the weight on the body.
Mu Jinglu shook his head fiercely, and crawled down, using his hands and feet together, and climbed up like a dog.
Maybe you know that this is an illusion, on both sides of the ladder, the abyss that you can't see to the end does not make the pastoral path afraid. It's just a stupor, which makes Mu Jinglu worry that he won't be able to stand firm and will fall.
I don't know if falling down is elimination? Mu Jinglu thought, and suddenly his eyes lit up:, it's a grandson who designed this level, will it be the same surprise as the first level, and jumping down can be regarded as a clearance?
The excited pasture path stood up violently, and then was pressed to the top of the ladder by the heavy pressure.
, it hurts! Mu Jinglu raised his hand with difficulty, rubbing his shoulder, which had just fallen and smashed heavily on the ladder.
Like a worm, the path arched towards the edge of the ladder, looking solemnly into the abyss.
Do you want to jump? Jumping down may clear the level. But what if the grandson doesn't come up with a strange idea? Mu Jinglu thought as he wildly used the power of the five treasures to resist the ubiquitous gravity.
Even if the guess of the pastoral path is correct, the human nature of the pastoral path is still a little afraid of the unknown abyss.
Lying on the ladder and thinking about the pasture path for a long time, he finally shook his head helplessly and muttered to himself: "Forget it, let's go up honestly, who knows if the grandson who designed the level will mess around?"
In the main hall, there were mysterious Taoists in front of him who couldn't see their faces clearly in the fog, sneezing fiercely.
"Hatche, Hatcheβ" echoed in the hall with the arrogant voice of the mysterious Taoist.
The mysterious Taoist rubbed his nose and said to himself in confusion: "Which grandson scolds me again?"
I don't know how long it took, the pastoral path was completely overwhelmed by gravity, and the power of the five treasures in the body was almost exhausted.
The pasture road arches hard, hard, and subconsciously. Perhaps it was because the dim brain could no longer control the body of the pasture road, and the harazi flowed out of the corner of the mouth of the pasture road, and flowed step by step from the sky and the earth.
"Luzi, get up and go to school. β
Rushing to school, the pastoral path that was almost unconscious suddenly heard a familiar call and raised his head in confusion.
"Mom!" Mu Jinglu looked at the woman in front of him, and Daxi got up, rushed forward and hugged the woman.
"I'm an adult, what are you doing with my mother all day?
"Hey, hey, you're my mother, I'm your son, you can hug me if you want. The path hung like a sloth on the woman's body, Rippy said.
"Naughty!" the woman tapped the forehead of the pasture path and said softly, "Eat breakfast." β
"Dad!" After washing and dressing, Mu Jinglu rushed into the living room, and saw the middle-aged man who was already drinking soy milk, and shouted excitedly.
The middle-aged man hummed and continued to eat the fritters in his hand.
On the pasture road, I was about to add some soy milk to the middle-aged man, when suddenly the house shook, and everything in front of me began to fall apart.
Mu Jinglu watched the middle-aged man in front of him slowly dissipate, and looked back in amazement, holding a bun, more and more transparent woman.
Mu Jinglu stretched out his hand to grab the woman who was about to disappear, and shouted in panic: "Mom!
As soon as the picture turned, the pastoral path road appeared in the small courtyard again. Familiar teachers, familiar classmates, and familiar desks. Without waiting for the pastoral path to be happy, the picture was shocked, and it slowly disappeared in front of the pastoral path.
Mu Jinglu, who was already lying on the ladder and unconscious, suddenly opened his eyes and was breathing rapidly.
No, you can't fall! Mu Jinglu put his hands on the ground, trying to stand up.
I still have to cultivate to the legendary Purple Stage, shatter the void, and return to the earth, and I can't fall here.
At this time, in the body of the pastoral path, the power of the five treasures, which had been consumed, suddenly came out of nothing for some reason, and violently washed the tibia of the whole body of the pastoral path.
Mu Jinglu's body shook, and he suddenly turned over and got up. Here we go again! The pasture road was overjoyed, and he spread his legs and rushed wildly towards the top of the ladder.
The inexplicable spiritual power seems to be much thicker than the original power of the five treasures of the pastoral path, and it has supported the pastoral path to run wildly for a long time.
I don't know how long it has passed, and the spiritual power in the body has been consumed again. The pastoral path was on top of the ladder again, and continued to climb arch by arch towards the arch of the ladder where the end could already be seen.
There was a soft snap, and the color of the pasture road changed greatly.