It is an ancient square stone monument, covered with asphalt. It's the size of a man, but it's as deep as if you've traveled through a thousand years. It was just an ordinary bluestone, but it was unscathed in the magic sword pinch. It exudes an alluring color that will keep your eyes peeled.

"Stinky old bald, the deity must have chopped you!" Hate Qianfeng angrily went to Meishan, the blood cloud turned into a change, and in an instant, the blood canopy fluttered, and a bright red male body appeared.

"Demon Venerable, can you finally take it anymore?" The sword-wielding Venerable shouted angrily, the Buddha beads on his neck were shining with golden light, and the wisdom sword was mighty.

The two sides fought viciously, the rocks flew one after another, and the dense forest was broken, but the wind dancing in front of the stone monument was not affected at all. At this time, the stele exuded a quiet light, and the wind dancer stopped, and saw a line of blue and shining fonts:

"Cut out the nine yin qi and record the name of Donghua. ”

The wind dance is quite shocked, nine yin, disaster nine yin, ancient evil, the general record of the cultivation world, saying that it "cultivates the dragon's mouth, the head of the north, the nine yin poles, and the handle of the world", and now it is one of the seven major dangers in the world. And the name of Donghua, from the legend of the world, Donghua immortals, he was a local swordsman, chivalrous and righteous, successful in cultivation, once flying a sword to kill the demon dragon, in the East China Sea abandoned the floating bag to break the qin, the world is independent fluttering and ascending to immortal.

For the calamity of the Nine Yins, the monks in the world were terrified when they heard it, but fortunately, they had not been born for thousands of years. But the name of Donghua, the wind dance has always been for Donghua immortals, but they are mythical characters made up by the folk, could it be that the Donghua immortals in the world really exist?

For many years, countless human races have spent their lives trying to explore the traces of immortals, but no one has ever succeeded. As the years passed, the journey to the summit became ethereal and endless, but each generation of monks went forward and one after another, climbing step by step on the road to the top.

Why do generations of people pursue the path to the top that no one has ever achieved?

Was there ever a human race that was able to climb to the top?

If this is the case, then is there really an immortal in heaven and earth? Is the peak of humanity really climbable? Thinking of this, the wind dancer worships with all his heart, no wonder the Demon Sect Blood Demon and the Venerable of the Holy Temple compete against each other, and they do not let it go, it turns out that this is the inheritance left by the immortals.

And is it true that obtaining this inheritance is the beginning of becoming an immortal?

Donghua Shangxian slashed demons and ascended to immortals, which is an earth-shattering event in the cultivation world, which is enough to go down in history. But why does no one in the cultivation realm know?

Thinking of this, Feng Wuyan seemed to have been poured a basin of cold water, and his thoughts returned to reality. The meditation just now consumed a lot of his energy, and at this time, the wind dance god was tired and his eyes were dizzy. After steadying his mind, Feng Wuyan looked at the stone tablet again, and the original cross disappeared, but it was replaced by another word: ten!

"Ten?" Feng Wuyan was stunned, this word was ordinary, as if someone had chiseled it with an iron awl, and there was no trace of wonder.

Feng Wuyan looked at the half pillar of incense for a long time, and still found nothing, but because of his sensitivity to words, he exclaimed: "This is not ten!"

Ten, one horizontal and one vertical, divided left and right, narrow at the top and long at the bottom. However, the cross on the stele is long on the left and short on the right, long at the top and narrow at the bottom.

"This is part of a certain word!" Wind Dance came to this conclusion, and then quickly searched for words with this structure.

inch, sweet, dry, wood......

"This is a fighting word!" After thinking about it countless times, Feng Wuyan judged that this must be a fighting word.

Fighting, fighting with demons, fighting with demons, fighting with the sky, this is a word full of charm, at this moment the wind dance is surging, and the word fighting seems to have touched something, and the two points hidden in the word fighting are active in front of his eyes.

These two points came into his eyes with a strange gesture, although it was just words, but Feng Wuyan felt a charm and the grandeur of fighting the heavens and demons, and Feng Wuyan immediately knew that this was the inheritance that the Sword Venerable said.

The wind danced to empty his mind, looked at these two points carefully, silently watched its changes, and realized its charm and momentum. In just a moment, Feng Wuyan exclaimed, although this is only two calligraphy and paintings, it is an extremely domineering and terrifying attack method.

Not limited to the fingers of the fists, not limited to the legs and feet, the whole body can burst out with terrifying power, and the power is extremely great.

"What kind of attack is this?" Wind Dance was taken aback, and even he himself was shocked by the power of this form. He was originally strong and strong, different from ordinary people, and later in the copper furnace, nourished by the medicine king Gu Shenquan and twenty-seven kinds of elixir plants, and now the body of the mortal fetus is as hard as a divine iron stone, and the blow of fists and feet has hit the heart of the messenger of the seven precepts. If it is combined with this terrifying cultivation method, then it will definitely be earth-shattering.

Wind Dance forced himself to calm down, and he tried his best to record and copy it......

"Demon Venerable, the inheritance is over, don't you want to experience the legendary thousand-year-old blow?"

"The legendary thousand-year-old blow, the battle is unparalleled, it was originally the deity's bag, the stinky old bald, the deity and you are not finished. Hate Qianfeng glanced at the wind dancing in front of the stone tablet, and then left with unwillingness.

"Boom!"

The stele was also destroyed at this moment, and a loud sound broke out that shook the sky, and Yu Shuzi and others at the foot of the mountain were also awakened, and they found that not only was the wind dancing pheasant not in place, but also Li Chenao and Liu Tianlei were gone.

"If the young man gets this inheritance, he will definitely shock the world in the future, and I hope that the young man will have good thoughts and do more redemption. The Sword Venerable withdrew his sword and came to the side of the Wind Dancer.

"In the Wind Dancing Goose of the Xiaoliu Cloud Sect in the Lower Cui Wei Peak, thank you Master for helping me!" The Wind Dancing Pheasant offered the jade rosary from the land of the Spirit Sea, offered it with both hands, and said: "This is the thing left by the Longguang Divine Monk of the Holy Temple, and on that day in the Longguang Ancient Temple, Yun Mudao and Man Wuxian forced the Unsullied Venerable to hand over this thing. It just so happened that I stayed in the ancient temple, and His Holiness handed me this thing, and agreed with me to meet him on Wutai Mountain, and now I see the Venerable One with the sword, so I will return this thing to the Buddha's door!"

"Amitabha!" The sword-wielding Venerable was also very surprised, he originally wanted to ask why the wind dance goose had the aura of the Buddha's treasure, but he actually took the initiative to hand over the Buddha treasure.

The sword-wielding Venerable accepted the jade rosary, and he had already heard the sound of Yu Shuzi and the others flying through the sky, and said: "Feng Shaoxia is humble and polite, no wonder Senior Brother Wuzhi is willing to entrust important tasks." It's just that the poor monk still needs to remind the young man that the husband is not guilty of his crimes, and he must not mention the inheritance to others, just now, the poor monk felt a burning eye swept here. ”

After the Sword Venerable finished speaking, he stepped away, he walked as usual, but after a few steps, the person disappeared a hundred feet away.

"Pheasant, why are you here?" Elder Han Yang's concerned voice sounded.

Wind Dance remembered the last words of the Sword Venerable, and the words he wanted to say choked back into his stomach, and his eyes swept over everyone.