Zimo was not in a hurry to climb the Kunwu Sacred Mountain, but stood on the first step, on the other hand, many people had already reached more than a hundred meters, and they were still going up.

When he first entered the first step, Zimo felt an inexplicable pressure fall on his body, and even affected his will.

Zimo groaned slightly, suppressed all his cultivation, and relied only on his own body to climb this Kunwu Sacred Mountain.

"It's not the goal to be first, my purpose is to make myself stronger!"

Zimo smiled slightly, as if he had climbed the spring and autumn ladder set up by the master for the first time, and walked up step by step.

At this moment, many people have reached more than two hundred meters.

Tens of thousands of monks marched up the Kunwu Sacred Mountain in dense clusters like locusts crossing the border, and this scene was very spectacular from a distance.

Zician did not participate in this competition, he was always paying attention to Zimo, but when she found out that her brother had only climbed to the tenth staircase, she showed a puzzled look.

"Brother, what are you doing? Everyone else has already reached a height of more than 200 meters, and he is still walking slowly. ”

Feng Yanxia beside her smiled: "Your brother should have his own ideas, so don't worry." ”

Zi Chan looked at Feng Yanxia and said something that surprised her, "Sister Yanxia, do you like my brother?" ”

Feng Yanxia looked at the people around her left and right, and said busily: "What are you talking nonsense?" Nothing. ”

Zi Chan sighed and sighed: "If you don't like it, forget it, I also said that I will let my brother marry a few more sisters-in-law in the future!" ”

Feng Yanxia pinched the jade pendant on her waist, her heart trembled, and then as if nothing had happened, she pulled the hair around her ears, looking like she wanted to say something, but she was embarrassed to say it.

The rest of the people are all elders of the Sword Sect, and there are also a few people from Zuo Ling Ghost Ji.

Baili Chunqiu and Ji Zhengtian were standing next to Xie Yiyi, and now he had been dressed up cleanly, like a little adult.

"Spring and Autumn Daoyou, what do you think about Zimo, why didn't he hurry up until now, but fell last."

Looking at the unhurried Zimo, Ji Zhengtian couldn't help but speak.

"Back then, I also participated in the Battle of the Hundred Sects, and the pressure on this Kunwu Sacred Mountain would gradually increase, and when it reached two thousand meters, it was the time for some disciples to stand out. So don't worry, although I don't know what that kid thinks, but I think he must have his own reason, all these years, when has he let you down? ”

Baili Chunqiu glanced at Ji Zhengtian and chuckled.

"It's me who is obsessed."

Ji Zhengtian shook his head and smiled, the realm of his apprentice was no longer something he could understand, the only thing he could do as a master was to believe in his apprentice.

Now it is Xue Shaodian who is at the top, and behind him is a woman, and there is the man who hangs his son.

"Zimo, your combat power is not weak, it is stronger than me, but I Xue Shaodian is extremely confident in perseverance, so no one can beat me in this first level!"

Xue Shaodian thought so while climbing.

The man looked at Xue Shaodian not far away, with a look of disdain in his eyes, and muttered in a low voice: "It stands to reason that Zimo should also come up, but why haven't I seen him until now, could it be that this person hit Xue Baichuan hard before just a trick?" ”

With the passage of time bit by bit, Zimo has now come to two hundred meters.

The tremendous pressure on his body made him find a feeling he hadn't felt for a long time, and he couldn't help but think of a sentence, "Strengthening oneself is the ultimate way for a monk to protect himself." ”

And what he has to do now is to make his physical body stronger, but this pressure is not enough for his current body to exercise, thinking of this, Zimo sped up and walked quickly towards the top of Kunwu Sacred Mountain.

Three hundred meters...

Six hundred meters...

Nine hundred meters...

A thousand meters!

It only took Zimo less than half an hour to climb to a height of a thousand meters, and in front of him, there were still thousands of monks.

At this time, Zimo felt the pressure.

Letting every muscle in his body feel sore, he sat cross-legged on the steps.

Now Zi Chan can't see Zimo's figure, and can only find his name through the Kunwu Divine Stone, but it has been an hour, and Zimo's name has not appeared in the first 1,000 Kunwu Divine Stones.

Li Wenwen saw that his apprentice was so anxious, and said with a smile: "Why are you in a hurry, generally speaking, the first level will end after more than four hours, and now it has only been an hour, and it does not represent the final ranking, don't look at Xue Shaodian at the forefront now, maybe he won't even be able to enter the top ten in the end." ”

Zician pouted, "Got it, master!" ”

Zimo is slowly adapting to that kind of pressure at the moment, the strength of his physical body is also increasing little by little, and his own cultivation is also improving unconsciously, if he can, he can break through to the Xuan Realm at any time.

But Zimo can't break through, break through to the Tongxuan Realm, there will definitely be a catastrophe coming, and it will be extremely troublesome at that time.

"Haven't you caught up yet?"

Xue Shaodian looked very confident, he turned around, looked down, and found that there were only four people following behind him, and the others were far behind.

"It seems that that Zimo is nothing more than that, this time the first, I Xue Shaodian will take it!"

Xue Shaodian couldn't help but think of what his grandfather said to him the night before, "For Zimo, don't have the slightest intention of provoking, our Xue family will be a vassal of the Sword Sect from now on." ”

Because of this incident, he even quarreled with his grandfather Xue Baichuan for the first time, and he didn't understand why he had to become someone else's vassal if he had his arm cut off.

Xue Baichuan just let out a long sigh and didn't say anything, and the whole person looked much older.

Although Xue Shaodian didn't know what was going on, in his opinion, it should be the Sword Sect that put pressure, otherwise his grandfather wouldn't be like this and lost all his ambitions.

Therefore, Xue Shaodian also wants to defeat Zimo in this battle of the Hundred Sects in a dignified manner, and let him know that no matter whether his Xue family is a vassal of the Sword Sect or not, he Xue Shaodian is stronger than Zimo!

Time passed quickly, Xue Shaodian had already come to two thousand meters, and the pressure at this time had already made his movements a little slow, not as leisurely as before.

At this moment, Zimo felt hearty, and a lot of sweat had appeared on his face.

He suddenly thought of Zimo when he was in the Sword Tower, using the movement of the air flow to make Zimo's sword more powerful, so at this moment, why couldn't he rely on the pressure of Kunwu Sacred Mountain to let his body adapt to this pressure?

In other words, the Kunwu Sacred Mountain itself has pressure, why didn't he let his body become a part of the Kunwu Sacred Mountain, so that there would be no pressure to reject him.

This is pressure, and in the final analysis, it is also the force of rejection, which is the power of disapproval.

Once the Kunwu Sacred Mountain approves of you, there will be no repulsion.

The flow of water will never repel the flow of water, and the breeze will not repel the breeze, and if you turn into all things by yourself, then all things will eventually recognize you.

Thinking of this, Zimo emptied his mind, no longer thinking about Kunwu Sacred Mountain, no longer thinking about this competition, but imagining himself as a part of Kunwu Sacred Mountain, or Kunwu Sacred Mountain is a part of himself.

At this moment, Zimo's body seems to have become a transparent existence, no matter how you perceive or look, it seems as if he has disappeared.

What everyone didn't notice was that as Zimo's thoughts became more and more ethereal, the Kunwu Divine Stone emitted a slight fluorescence at that moment.

Zimo suddenly felt as if he had come to a chaotic world, and in front of him there were three figures emitting light, unable to see their faces, like three lights and shadows, they seemed to be constantly examining themselves.

Zimo wanted to ask but found that he couldn't speak, he seemed to be pulled by something, and walked towards the three humanoid lights and shadows.

At this moment, a strange consciousness came into his mind, "I didn't expect that after so many years, there is such a weak creature who came here, are you a demon clan, a demon clan, a god clan, or a ghost clan?" ”

"Demons, demons, ghosts, gods?"

Zimo wanted to speak, but found that he couldn't speak, he wanted to say that he was a human race.

Then something even stranger happened.

, that humanoid light and shadow seemed to know his thoughts, and couldn't help but be surprised: "It turned out to be the human race, the weak human race except for Dugu Yanming back then, there was actually a second person who entered here, what is your name?" ”

Zimo said secretly in his heart, "Zimo! ”

"Zimo... This is a rare surname. ”

The light and shadow couldn't help but mumble to themselves, as if thinking about something. _o_m

But then the light and shadow seemed to remember something, and the whole body shook violently, like a flickering candle flame.

"It turned out to be you, but your father's name is Zi Bu Si?"

The tone of the light and shadow was one of excitement, fear, and excitement.

The first time Zimo heard the name Zibuyu, he didn't know what his father's name was, but this "person" talked about his father, and Zimo was also a little excited.

He hurriedly moved his thoughts, "You know my father?" ”

But the answer to him was silence.

Another light and shadow walked to Zimo's side, as if he reached out and touched his head, and then there seemed to be a hint of strangeness in his voice, "Let's go, this is not the place for you to come." ”

Immediately afterwards, Zimo seemed to be pushed away by an invisible force, and he kept asking in his heart, "Do you know my father, but what about my mother?" Can you tell me, tell me where they are, if they're dead, or are they alive? ”

Before Zimo left the chaotic world, the light and shadow that had never spoken seemed to stretch out a hand, stretched out in his direction and drooped down, and then said an inexplicable sentence, "Live well, don't come back." ”

I don't know why, Zimo suddenly felt a little sad and sad when he heard this.

Then, Zimo, who was sitting cross-legged on the steps, suddenly opened his eyes, and the pressure of Kunwu Sacred Mountain disappeared for him.