Mo Fei endured the pain and tried to pull his foot out, but because of the iron plow, it felt heavy and tight, and it was very difficult. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

This iron plowboard is really useless, it is better to have it than not! Mo Fei thought to himself, so he had to untie the iron plowboard on his feet.

After untying it, Mo Fei carefully pulled his left foot off the blade.

It seems that this purgatory space tests the will and perseverance of the trialist, and there is no other way to think of it. I had to decisively use the hardest foot bones in my body as a cushion, and climb up step by step.

It's chilling to think about the feeling of walking on the tip of a knife, being pierced through the flesh and flesh to the bones step by step.

But Mo Fei didn't have the slightest intention of retreating, he thought to himself: The bones around his body have been tempered thousands of times, and they have reached the tenacity of cultivation in the Dan stage, which is comparable to a high-level magic weapon.

Although this cold iron blade is sharp, it is not enough to pierce his bones, but he has to suffer some flesh and skin.

I must use this sword mountain to cultivate my iron will and perseverance that is not afraid of pain, come on!

After Mo Fei cheered and realized himself in his heart, he resolutely abandoned the iron plate and iron cable, used the foot bone as a pad, grabbed the blade above with his bare hands, and began to climb upward.

Mo Fei endured the sharp pain and climbed up step by step, although it was fast and slow, but it exuded a resolute momentum. Every step he took left a blood-colored footprint on the Knife Mountain, and the bloodstains rose little by little as Mo Fei moved slowly, paving a mountain climbing path that could only move forward and never retreat.

The journey to Knife Mountain was far more difficult and dangerous than Murphy imagined, and in the course of enduring severe pain, if you were not careful, you would be pierced by other knife dust and nailed to the Knife Mountain.

Only after the more difficult and painful "foot picking" can we continue to move forward. On the mountain of sharp knives, the slightest touch of any part of the body will open the flesh.

By the time he reached the halfway point of the mountain, Murphy had already turned into a "blood man", and his two heel bones and two hands had already exposed the white bones, which was unbearable.

But Murphy still continued to move forward without stopping, and in his heart, there was no more difficulty that could not be overcome.

In this Knife Mountain Purgatory Space, there is no day or night, only the dark space light and the cold light of the blade, the Knife Mountain is still not in sight, Mo Fei doesn't know when he will reach the top of the mountain, and he doesn't know how long he has been climbing, he just resolutely moves forward, moving forward......

Murphy seemed to be numb as he went, and he no longer felt pain, but his speed was getting faster and more accurate, and his feet were no longer pierced as often.

Mo Fei successfully entered the realm of "self-forgetfulness" in extreme pain, and climbed to the top of Daoshan Mountain in one go.

At the moment of climbing to the top of the knife mountain, Mo Fei couldn't help but relax in his heart, but as a result, he also fell out of the realm of "self-forgetfulness", and his feet staggered, and his face fell down on the top of the knife mountain, which was densely covered with bright and shaking knife dust.

Poof! Mo Fei was pierced through his body, arms, neck, and skull by countless blades......

Mo Fei was stuck on the top of the knife mountain, and the blood on his body flowed out along the blade, and Mo Fei felt that his physical strength and energy were gradually flowing away with the blood flowing......

"Damn, is Lao Tzu going to die here?"

The moment Murphy had this thought, his consciousness immediately blurred, like a candle about to go out, about to really die.

"No! I can't die. My fate is up to me, not to heaven, and if heaven wants to destroy me, I will destroy heaven! Of course, my own destiny must be in my own hands. No matter what, I'm going to live. ”

Murphy's indomitable soul immediately rekindled his fighting spirit and desire to survive, and the flickering candle, which was about to be extinguished by the strong wind, finally stabilized its position after a few swaying moments, and continued to burn slowly.

"Ahh

Murphy roared, trying to hold his head high, first plucking his head off the countless blades.

"Ha-ha-ha!"

Facing the blood gushing out of his head, Mo Fei smiled and shouted in an unquestionable tone: "Stop bleeding!"

Mo Fei used the will control method in the "Recipe for Returning the Heart" to stop the bleeding for himself with his strong willpower. Strange to say, the blood gushing from his head actually stopped, and began to gradually coagulate and scab over the wound site.

Manipulating the will without any cultivation is almost impossible. But in the moment of life and death, Murphy did it with a strong desire to survive and a strong belief in overcoming everything.

After the wounds on Mo Fei and the other heads solidified, he slowly took off the blade on his neck, and once again used his willpower to stop the bleeding and coagulate the wound.

In this way, Mo Fei concocted the same method, and little by little he completely chose himself from the ten thousand blades.

In this process, Mo Fei discovered that will is also a kind of power, as long as he has a strong desire to survive and a strong belief in overcoming everything, he can rely on the method of manipulating willpower in the "Recipe for Returning the Heart", and do not use true qi and spirit to control his willpower.

There was no place for both hands to hold on to the top of the Knife Mountain, and it was even more difficult to walk, so Mo Fei carefully used his heel bone as a cushion and slowly walked towards the other side of the top of the Knife Mountain.

After finally walking to the other side of the knife mountain, facing the bottomless, tens of thousands, cold and shining blades, it was really terrifying.

It is difficult to go up the knife mountain, and it is ten times more difficult to go down the knife mountain.

At least you can see the road clearly and adjust the strength of your foot force when you go up to Dao Mountain, but it is not easy to see the forbidden road clearly, but you have to bear the full weight of your body in every step, plus the downward momentum of your body. Moreover, if you accidentally stumble and fall, your body will become a "sugar gourd" and be strung on the knife mountain.

Murphy struggled to adjust his breathing and body, and began to slowly descend.

Enduring the pain of entering the bone marrow step by step, Mo Fei wanted to make himself enter the realm of "self-forgetfulness" as soon as possible like when he climbed the knife mountain, but found that the more desperate he wanted to enter this state, the more he could not do so.

After walking cautiously for an hour or so, Mo Fei's exhaustion and pain became stronger and stronger, and he was pierced by a sharp blade several times. After he couldn't continue to go down the knife mountain, Mo Fei had no choice but to grasp the blade with his hands and feet, and start to recover from pranayama.

After more than ten days of high-intensity inhuman torture, Mo Fei was too tired, and during the pranayama, he stood on the knife mountain, and soon entered the deep "concentration" realm of "forgetting things and me", and recuperated the scars of his body in the soothing breathing.