Weishan is one of the ten dangerous places of the Eastern Tu Dynasty, known as the ghost mountain, and is a famous dead mountain.

Historically, some notorious villains and criminals will choose to enter the ghost mountain, and in the old mountain, some people who seek death also like to go to the ghost mountain to seek death.

Weishan is shrouded in thick fog all year round, and no one has yet been able to see the whole picture of this mountain, and ordinary people who have not entered the mortal realm can only seek death when they enter this mountain.

Su Daoxing was accompanied by four protectors of the mortal realm, so he dared to go to Weishan, he sat on the sedan chair, took out the ghost and god of the ghost saint and said, study carefully, more than watching the interesting stories of wild history.

The four guardians walked like a fly, and in the eyes of ordinary people, they were like flying, and their speed probably exceeded that of ordinary unicorns.

When Su Daoxing was tired from reading, when he closed his eyes, he could feel the extraordinaryness of the four protectors, and he heard that the breathing rate of the four protectors was surprisingly consistent, and even the sound of getting up and down was uniform, thinking that the four protectors were going farther in the realm of transformation than ordinary students in Huaqing Mansion.

"Weishan has arrived. Su Hongxiang reminded Su Dao, who was closing his eyes and recuperating on the sedan chair, to wake up.

Su Daoxing opened his eyes and glanced at the towering mountains that stood thousands of miles on the wall.

The mountain is surrounded by cliffs, there is no way to climb the mountain, and the warriors can only climb the small cracks in the cliff to go up the mountain.

Su Daoxing got down from the sedan chair and moved his muscles.

Su Han put away the sedan chair, put it behind his back, and took out a set of ropes, which were put on Su Daoxing's body in the middle, and the four heads were tied to the four protectors.

The four guardians took Su Daoxing to climb along the crack in the cliff towards the mountain.

Su Daoxing's climbing hand was swollen, and his body was covered with blood marks from the rocks, he gritted his teeth and insisted, although he was only thirteen years old, his will was stronger than that of an adult, and his resolute face was full of beads of sweat, even if his body was extremely tired, he still gritted his teeth and persisted.

The four Dao Protectors saw Su Daoxing's persistence in their eyes, and their eyes were full of approval.

It wasn't until sunset that the five climbed the first peak of Weishan.

The mountain peak is covered with dense fog, and the visibility is very low, and the next step on the mountain can be a cliff, which is very dangerous, and thousands of warriors die every year in the process of exploring the mountain.

Su Duan waved his fast knife, forcing the dense fog within three feet around the five people to spread around, waving the fast knife along the way, heading towards their destination.

An hour later, the true yuan in Su Xuan's body was exhausted, and he stopped wielding the knife.

Su Hongxiang took out a short sword with a cold light from his body like a trick, shot the short sword directly, and used an almost transparent chain to control the short sword to disperse the dense fog within three zhang, so that the five people could see the road ahead.

When Su Hong's makeup was exhausted, Su Liuzhi and Su Han showed their magical powers, dispersed the dense fog within three zhang, and were able to see the road ahead and go forward.

A few hours later, Su Daoxing and his party came to a dilapidated thatched house without a roof.

"This is a place left by the ancestors of the Su family who once explored Weishan. Su Liu pointed to the thatched house, "Let's rest here first." The outside world will soon dawn, and once dawn, the monsters of Weishan will return to the world of Weishan from the outside world, and there will be many dangers, and we will adapt to the situation. ”

The five of them sat cross-legged in the open-air thatched hut, and the four protectors protected Su Daoxing in the middle.

Woooooo

There were bursts of sounds like babies crying from Weishan, which was very infiltrating.

Quack!

The monster's screams were so piercing that even the four guardians were extremely nervous when they heard such a scream.

Su Dao sat on the ground, silently practicing the breathing method left by the ghost saint, exhaling and inhaling to the truth of heaven and earth.

The breathing method practiced by Su Daoxing is the breathing method of the upper level, but it is a pity that he has not been able to step into the realm of mortal transformation, otherwise he would not have to sell his ancestral property and come to Weishan to find opportunities.

Minutes and seconds passed.

Su Daoxing was immersed in cultivation, and he was surprised to find that he quickly entered a strange state on the mountain, his mind was extremely empty, and there was no more whimpering sound in his ears, and the croaking sound came.

Call!

A gust of cold wind blew, causing Su Daoxing to withdraw from that magical state.

A pair of huge eyes appeared in the thick fog, and the eyes were full of cold killing intent.

Su Daoxing looked at those eyes, flustered, and wanted to close his eyes, but he couldn't close them, in front of his eyes, there was only that pair of eyes.

"Childe, I'll cover your eyes. Su Hongxiang came behind Su Daoxing, and covered Su Daoxing's eyes with both hands.

Su Daoxing suddenly felt as if he had entered a magical world, completely isolated from the outside world, and thought in his heart: "The realm of the red makeup master is really unfathomable, covering my eyes, not only my eyes, but also my perception of the outside world. ”

Su Hongxiang let go of the hands that covered Su Daoxing.

Su Daoxing opened his eyes and saw the corpse of the beast like a hill in front of him, his face turned pale with fright, and his heart trembled.

Su Han smiled innocently and said: "What appeared in the dense fog just now was a jackdaw, the jackdaw can attack people's spirits through its eyes, such a spiritual attack is fatal to the general mortal realm martial king, but for the four of us old immortals, it is not enough to see, just now Su Xuan's knife blinded the jackdaw's eyes, Su Hong's sword pierced the center of the jackdaw's eyebrows, and Su Liuzhi twisted the jackdaw's neck with one hand, making the jackdaw die." ”

With a knife in his hand, Su Duan dug out the huge eyes of the jackdaw, threw one eye into Su Daoxing's arms, and said: "The eyes of the jackdaw are a great supplement, and the legend can make the first flail martial king of Huafan promoted to the second flail martial king." The ancestor of the Su family broke one of his own shackles by devouring the eyes of the jackdaw, and Childe's fate may be in this eye, Childe took advantage of the fact that the blood of the jackdaw had not yet dissipated from the eye and ate the eye. ”

"What!" Hearing this, Su Daoxing showed a look of embarrassment, he usually hadn't even eaten raw meat, and everything he ate was cooked, and now letting him eat the bloody eyes of the jackdaw was simply challenging his limit.

"Master Duan, can you bake the eyes of the jackdaw before eating?" asked Su Daoxing in a low voice.

Su Hong said playfully: "Why don't I sprinkle some salt and chili powder on the roasted eyes of my son?"

"That's better, of course. Su Dao smiled evilly.

"Okay, you big-headed ghost. Quickly eat the eyes of the jackdaw, and in another half an hour, the blood in the eyes of the jackdaw will be exhausted, and the eyeballs will be exhausted, and there will be no effect on nourishing the human body. Su Hong's makeup hated that iron was not made of steel, and Su Daoxing glanced at him.

Su Daoxing's expression was straight, he put away his laughter, and stared solemnly at the jackdaw's eyes, he knew that he must overcome his psychological barriers, otherwise he would stop here, hopeless.

"In order to step into the realm of mortality, I ate. Su Daoxing overcame the psychological barrier, broke the shackles on his body, and under the happy gaze of the four protectors, he ate the bloody eyes of the jackdaws in one bite.

Su Daoxing was suddenly refreshed, as if a layer of chains locked on his body was broken, a layer of dirt on his soul was removed, and his body was as light as a feather.

"Hey, after eating the jackdaw's eyes, my physical strength, my bounce power, my movement speed, and even the speed at which I can think about problems are several times faster than before, it's amazing. Su Daoxing said in surprise that he wanted to share his joy with the four masters.

"Childe, it's not that you became like this when you ate the eyes of the jackdaw, but when you ate the eyes of the jackdaw, you overcame the psychological barrier, successfully broke a shackle of the human body itself, stepped into the realm of mortals, and became a martial king. Su Hong glanced at Su Daoxing with white makeup, his face was full of joy, he was sincerely happy for Su Daoxing.

Su Han, Su Liuzhi, and Su Duan opened their mouths and laughed one after another.

Martial artists who practice martial arts such as swords, swords, and spears are called Martial Kings, those who practice grammar such as calligraphy, painting, piano, and chess are called King Wen, and martial artists who practice methods that are different from the righteous path techniques, such as evil laws and demon methods, are called evil kings.

In the mainland, the king of martial arts accounts for the majority, and the king of Wen can only become some talented warriors, since ancient times, there is a saying that one is worth ten martial arts, as for the evil king, it is not tolerated by the four major dynasties, and anyone who becomes an evil king is quietly hiding his identity as an evil king.

Su Daoxing had an epiphany, broke his first shackles, stepped into the realm of mortals, became a flail martial king, and completed a small plan to enter Weishan.

The circumstances of life are like this, Su Daoxing couldn't step into the realm of transformation for a year in Huaqing Mansion, and as soon as he arrived at Weishan, he stepped into the realm of transformation in just one day, which has nothing to do with penance, nothing to do with talent, only something to do with what happened to make him have an epiphany.

Su Daoxing suppressed the joy in his heart, quickly took out the ghost saint and said, studied it carefully, and after a long time, he closed the book and said confidently: "I now have a more thorough understanding of the ghost saint's ghost theology, and when I step into the mortal realm, I am more confident in completing the plan of the first step of the ghost saint's path to sanctification." ”

"The first step to sanctification!" the four protectors looked at each other with a look of shock on their faces.

Su Daoxing explained: "Before becoming holy, the ghost saint studied a ghost god theory through the exercises of the sages, and he could use an extreme method to make the Mortal Realm Martial King become holy in the shortest time and become a saint of the era. ”

"Impossible!" The knowledgeable Su Liuzhi immediately stood up and said, "There are three realms of cultivation, the first realm is to transform into a mortal, the second realm is to cultivate truth, and the third realm is to cultivate immortals. There are thousands of martial kings in the mortal realm on the continent, and only by breaking their own eighteen shackles can they become cultivators between heaven and earth, and cultivators are the existence of the second realm, from cultivators, monks, cultivators, cultivators, cultivators, cultivators, cultivators, and cultivators, all the way to the cultivation of saints, and cultivation is the top of the second realm, that is, the saints in our mouths. According to the laws of history, only one saint will emerge in an era, which shows how difficult the road to sanctification is, and only one person from hundreds of millions of cultivators can become holy. As for the existence of the Immortal Cultivation Realm, it was another form of life, and no one except the saint could touch the existence of the Immortal Cultivation Realm. ”