As the night passed, the moon and stars disappeared and the sun rose again.

The sun and the moon turned, time passed, and after three days and three nights, He Wuxian crossed thousands of peaks before finally coming to the colorful supernatural peaks.

It is a huge mountain that is 3,000 zhang high and occupies a radius of thousands of miles.

He Wuxian stood at the foot of the mountain and looked up at the sky, his eyes staring at the colorful brilliance on the top of the mountain, and his eyes were full of yearning and hope.

Although there was a round of scorching sun hanging above the sky at this moment, the colorful light on the top of the mountain actually obscured the sunlight, and it looked extremely brilliant.

At the same time, he could also clearly feel that around this giant peak, the richness of the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi had reached the extreme, ten times that of the other peaks.

The rich vitality condensed into clouds and mist, floating in the air, enveloping the giant peak.

He Wuxian took a deep breath, and swallowed a large cloud of colorful vitality mist, and immediately felt the heat in the dantian rolling, and the endless power was surging.

Such a scene quickly made him understand that the colorful light on this giant peak was the source of the vitality of this world.

It is this giant peak, the colorful brilliance on the top of the mountain, exuding an endless rich vitality, spreading into thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, making this world so magnificent.

Thinking of this, He Wuxian's heart couldn't help but gush with doubts and conjectures.

What is the colorful brilliance on the top of the mountain that can make a world 'become' into a fairyland on earth?

"Instead of looking up at the sky and only guessing, it is better to climb to the top of the mountain and see for yourself. ”

Thinking so in his heart, He Wuxian jumped up, and in a flash, his figure reached ten zhang away, stepped on the 'chaotic' stone pile at the foot of the mountain, and ran to the top of the mountain.

There is no road to the top of the mountain, and the mountain is steep, and the walls are as steep as a knife and axe.

But He Wuxian is a ninth-level martial artist powerhouse, with agility and long strength, stepping on 'chaotic' rocks and steep slopes, climbing all the way up, and the speed is as fast as the wind.

An hour later, he had reached the top of the mountain.

Looking down from here, the surrounding sea of clouds is churning, and the white 'colored' clouds and mist are surging, changing into countless mysterious scenes.

In particular, the colorful light overhead reflects the clouds and mist into a colorful and brilliant color, which makes it more and more bizarre.

After climbing to the top of the mountain, He Wuxian felt that his eyes suddenly opened up, and the colorful brilliance was even more brilliant to the extreme. Dancing eBook wWw.75txt.

Everywhere he looked, he couldn't open his eyes and couldn't see clearly.

After standing there and resting for a while, he gradually saw the scene on the top of the mountain.

Beneath his feet was a flat ground about a thousand feet in circumference, surrounded by tumbling white 'colored' clouds.

He was in the billowing clouds, as if he were flying through the clouds, as if he was about to fly away.

In front of him was an endless array of colorful brilliance, shining and gorgeous, which exuded a vitality that was so rich that it formed water droplets, making He Wuxian's Yuan Power skyrocket, full and full to the limit.

It took him a long time before he could see clearly that this endless multicolored brilliance was actually emanating from a towering tree.

This is a towering ancient tree about 10 zhang thick and 100 zhang high, with lush branches and foliage to the limit, completely enveloping the sky on the top of the mountain.

Even if He Wuxian raised his head, he couldn't see the sky at all, and all he could see was branches and leaves shining with colorful light.

The leaves are very large, each leaf is as big as a bed, crystal green, verdant and dripping.

There are also many fruits on the branches, each of which is the size of an apple, bright red, shining, and exuding a rich aroma.

He Wuxian jumped onto a branch three feet above the ground, reached out and picked a fruit, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it.

He is a divine dragon treasure body, not only with infinite power but also invincible to all kinds of poisons, so he is not afraid that these fruits are poisonous.

The fruit is crisp and sweet, and it turns into a cool and sweet juice in the mouth, filling He Wuxian's mouth, and even the air exhaled from his nostrils and mouth has become extremely fragrant.

The juice rolled down his throat and into his stomach, and He Wuxian immediately felt a boiling hot current in his body, surging towards his limbs and bones, and entering the dantian.

A surging and powerful force was suddenly born, surging within He Wuxian's meridians, filling his whole body with the power of a volcanic eruption.

He had no doubt that this extremely powerful force was enough for him to burst out with double combat power!

Just by eating a bite of the fruit, he had such a powerful power, and He Wuxian immediately realized that this fruit must be some kind of extremely powerful spiritual fruit.

What's more, He Wuxian is very sure that after eating this fruit, he can improve his strength as quickly as possible.

For example, Tang Bao, an eighth-level martial artist, is afraid that after eating a few fruits, he will be able to advance to a ninth-level martial artist.

So, unceremoniously, he began to pick the fruit and put it in the package space.

A dignified ninth-level martial artist powerhouse, doing this kind of fruit-picking thing, is simply a whirlwind, and the speed is extremely fast.

A quarter of an hour later, in his parcel space, countless spirit fruits had been piled up into a hill one person high, and the number was probably thousands.

Seeing the pile of spirit fruits, He Wuxian smiled happily, thinking that in the next few years, he would be able to enjoy the delicious spirit fruits.

Just as he was about to jump onto another branch and continue picking spirit fruits, an old voice suddenly sounded.

"Boy, why be so greedy?"

This voice is not unfamiliar, it is the nameless old man who has always been elusive.

Sure enough, when he turned his head, he saw an unknown old man in a black robe, standing in the air ten feet high with his feet in the void.

The nameless old man was hunched up, and in his sunken eyes, there was a trace of anger in his bright eyes.

It seems that he is very dissatisfied with He Wuxie's crazy picking of spirit fruits.

He Wuxian pursed his lips disappreciatively, standing on the branch of the tree with no intention of stopping.

"Old man, there are so many spiritual fruits on this tree, I just picked a little bit. You're also the guardian of the Tower of Babel, so there's no need to make such a fuss, right?"

Hearing this, a sneer flashed in the nameless old man's eyes, and he looked at He Wuxian with disdain, and moved his shriveled mouth.

"The big surprise is around you, but you only see the small profit in front of you, how can you become a martial arts master?"

Although he was taught a lesson by the nameless old man, He Wuxian was not angry.

Especially the four words of the martial arts grandmaster, which made He Wuxian's eyes flash with a thick expectation.

"Old man, are you saying that you can help me advance to the realm of the Martial Sect?"

Since reaching the ninth-level martial artist consummation, He Wuxian has not been able to trigger the hidden mission for so long, and he has not been able to break through to the realm of the Martial Sect, of course, he is very anxious.

Suddenly hearing the words of the nameless old man, his heart was full of expectation and hope.

However, the old man held his hands behind his back, stepped on the void, and looked at He Wuxian condescendingly, with a hint of laughter in his eyes.

"This seat will help you advance to the Martial Sect?

"Since ancient times, only by realizing the Tao by oneself and comprehending the heart of martial arts that belongs to oneself can one become a martial arts master, start a sect, create one's own martial arts, and become famous all over the world!"

After hearing these words, He Wuxian frowned and thought for a while, and then said suspiciously: "But I have never heard of this statement of yours? Even when my grandfather advanced to the Martial Sect, he cultivated the Martial Arts Secret Book and Yuan Force to the extreme, and he naturally became a Martial Sect." ”

The contempt and contempt in the eyes of the nameless old man did not diminish in the slightest, and his rickety body exuded the momentum of looking at the world, and he talked eloquently.

"Cultivation is the process of strengthening oneself, perceiving heaven and earth, and understanding the power of heaven and earth and the five elements. Martial artists absorb the vitality of heaven and earth and the power of the five elements to strengthen themselves, and they will also comprehend their own martial arts heart. Everyone's perception and experience are different, so the heart of the martial arts comprehended is not the same, and the strength realm and state of mind are naturally different. ”

"However, as long as you can comprehend the artistic conception of martial arts by yourself, after advancing to the martial arts, you will inevitably be a genius and be able to create a martial arts of your own. These martial arts powerhouses can create their own exercises, whether it is a sword secret book or a sword secret book, they can be passed down through the ages and spread their fame in all directions. ”

If the truth is as you say, then the vast majority of martial artists, although they can advance to the realm of martial arts, are not the heart of martial arts that they have comprehended, but they have cultivated the secret books of their predecessors' exercises and learned to imitate the martial arts of their predecessors. ”

"This kind of martial arts sect is a side 'door' shortcut, and it is definitely not a real martial arts master. When it comes to combat effectiveness, true martial arts grandmasters are ten times stronger than them!"

After listening to the nameless old man's tirade, He Wuxian suddenly fell silent, and after chewing and thinking about it for a long time in his heart, he felt more and more shocked.

At the same time, he also vaguely guessed the old man's intentions.

"Old man, the big surprise you are talking about, shouldn't it be for me to enlighten under this towering spirit tree?"

"Of course!" replied the nameless old man nonchalantly.

"Then you wait a while, I'll pick some more spirit fruits, to feed two foodies, I can't afford to hurt it. ”

As he spoke, He Wuxian reached out again and grabbed the spirit fruit on the spirit tree.

The nameless old man suddenly couldn't cry or laugh, and in a fit of anger, he flicked his fingers and shot an invisible energy at him.

This invisible energy contained the power of Pei Ran Moyu, which directly pulled He Wuxian down from the branch and sat on the ground with his butt.

The invisible energy imprisoned him and couldn't move, so he could only sit cross-legged on the ground honestly.

No matter how much he burst out of the full power of a ninth-level martial artist, he couldn't break free from the invisible mysterious power by all means.

This power is as powerful as the abyss and the sea, and he can't shake it at all.

When he first entered the Tower of Babel before, he had seen the terrifying strength of the nameless old man, and knew that this old man was definitely a terrifying figure of the supreme level of the world.

Knowing that he couldn't resist, he had to sit on the futon in a daze, thinking about what martial arts were.

"What is martial arts, and what is my martial arts heart?"

While doubts appeared in his mind, He Wuxian only felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and his 'spirit' was becoming more and more trance-like.

Before he knew it, he closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Moreover, he also had a long, very strange dream.