Night fell, and the autumn breeze swept across the face.

Xiao Feng'er's smiling eyes were gone, and he was holding a roasted reckless beef leg in his arms, thicker than his waist.

The smoke curled up, and Xiaofeng'er ate very happily. There was a crackling sound of firewood "crackling" from the bonfire in front of him, and there was another mangled ox leg on it, which was fragrant, and it was also prepared for Xiao Feng'er.

Under the willow tree in the distance, in the shadow left by the moonlight, two glooms blinked from time to time, and occasionally there was a "woo~" sound, which was the primeval demon wolf Xiaohong. It looked at the reckless ox leg in Xiao Feng'er's arms with resentment, but it didn't dare to come over, for fear that Xiao Feng'er would pull its tail again or smash it with a stone drum. Although it knew that Xiao Feng'er was just playing with it, it really couldn't stand the toss. So it had to drool alone.

"Babble, Xiaohong, come over and eat the reckless beef shank, there are a lot of them!" Xiao Feng'er was very enthusiastic, but Xiao Hong ignored him and turned her head to the side.

Xiao Feng'er pursed her lips, he didn't know where to make Xiaohong angry.

"Bang" A fierce beast leg landed next to Xiaohong, which was thrown to it by the old man Aoki, and it gladly accepted it.

"Feng'er, have you eaten enough?" said the old man Aoki to Xiao Feng'er instead, and he sat across from the campfire with a gentle smile.

"Babble, the wind is full. Xiao Feng'er licked her fingers and replied obediently.

"Okay, you come with grandpa, grandpa has something to give you. Old man Aoki's expression became serious, and he turned and walked back into the house.

Xiao Feng'er didn't say anything, and followed obediently.

It was dark inside, with only a little moonlight letting in. As monks, darkness could not hinder their movements, but the old man Aoki still held a lamp in his hand and looked solemn.

Old man Aoki walked over to the stone bed and pushed a stone brick on the side of the bed. Then I heard the sound of "click", and the stone bed sank, revealing a passage, three feet wide and one foot high, which could accommodate two people to pass.

Old man Aoki walked in, and Xiao Feng'er followed. He looked curiously at the passage, which was a staircase that went down, and at the end of it was submerged in darkness that ordinary monks could not see.

Xiao Feng'er silently followed behind the old man Aoki, and unconsciously went a hundred feet away. A stone door appeared ahead. Old man Aoki fumbled around the wall for a moment, then his palm glowed and pressed something. Then the stone gate lights up a striped path, bends, and finally joins together to form an engraved picture.

The carving is a humanoid creature with ears the size of a fan, similar to the patriarch Aoki, but with an extra pair of wings on its back, it gives birth to a majesty out of thin air, like a god descending.

After the carving was fully lit up, after two breaths, the stone gate "rumbled" open. Inside is a stone chamber that looks ordinary. When Old Man Aoki and Xiao Feng'er walked in, the stone room automatically changed brightly, but there was no light anywhere.

The stone room is surrounded by bookshelves, and on the shelves are all kinds of bone books and animal skin scrolls, as well as some strange-shaped items, and it is impossible to see what they are.

It was the first time for Xiao Feng'er to come to such a place, and at the moment he looked around curiously, his two black jewel-like eyes were round, but he didn't dare to make a noise, because he saw that the old man Aoki always had a serious face.

There is a small altar in the innermost center of the stone chamber. There is incense on the altar, and there is a painting behind it, made of unknown animal skin, and the painting is a humanoid creature, exactly the same as the carving on the stone door outside, thinking that it is the ancestor of the elf race, but this painting is more vivid and vivid.

Old man Aoki walked to the altar, lit three sticks of incense, bowed and then inserted the incense into the incense burner, and asked Xiao Feng'er to do the same. Although Xiao Feng'er is a human race, he was raised by the old man Aoki since he was a child, and he can be regarded as half an elf clansman. So it's okay to worship the ancestors of the elves.

Ever since he entered the stone chamber, Old Man Aoki had been silent, as if he was afraid of disturbing something. He watched Xiao Feng'er finish worshipping the ancestors, then bent down and took out a small stone box from under the altar.

"Feng'er, there is a treasure sealed in this stone box, which my grandfather got from a holy ancient ruin, and it is just right for you. If you want to break the seal, you must enter the stone box and obtain the approval of the treasure. It's just that in the past hundred years, no one has been able to obtain the recognition of this treasure, so it will stay here. Old man Aoki said solemnly.

"Grandpa, what kind of treasure is it?" Xiao Feng'er scratched her little head and blinked with big eyes.

"You'll know when you go in, remember, don't be strong. Old man Aoki instructed.

"Well, Feng'er knows!" Xiao Feng'er agreed and took the stone box.

"Put your hand on the stone box and run the rainbow text, you can sense the space contained in the stone box, and then it will take the initiative to pull you in. Old man Aoki explained.

Xiao Feng'er had a serious expression, holding the stone box with both hands, running the rainbow text, emitting a shining treasure light.

Then the stone box also lit up, and the golden lines were like a spiritual snake winding around the surface of the stone box, forming a complex pattern. Then pieces of Hongwen flew out, enveloping Xiao Feng'er, which was extremely strange.

After about two breaths, Xiao Feng'er's figure became blurred and slowly disappeared in place. And the small stone box was suspended in the air, constantly flashing with precious light, as if it was a rhythmic breath.

Old man Aoki obviously knew that this was the case, so he stood in place, silently looking at the stone box, waiting for Xiao Feng'er to come out.

......

This is a different space, with an unknown radius of many miles, and there is no end in sight.

It's like a desert, lifeless, and everywhere is covered with purple mist. Three feet high in the central area, a purple bead was suspended in the air, the size of a fist, dripping and rotating, very quiet.

At a certain moment, the surface of the purple bead emitted a treasure light, and a rainbow text floated out, and it fell to the ground to form a figure, which was Xiao Feng'er.

Xiao Feng'er looked at herself to see if there was anything wrong, and then looked around curiously, her big eyes rolling around.

"Boom!" a deafening roar came from the purple mist, and the earth began to tremble, and then the purple mist around it dispersed, revealing the scene ahead.

It was an altar, ten thousand feet high, made of huge stones, like a pyramid, full of the vicissitudes of history. It slowly rises from the ground, bringing up clouds of dust, and finally rises to the ground and stops. The altar is surrounded by steps, each ten feet high, leading from the bottom to the top.

Needless to say, I knew that the treasure must be on the altar.

Xiao Feng'er stood under this huge altar, like an ant to a tree. He looked up at the top of the altar and felt an unparalleled sense of oppression rushing over him, as if he was facing a beast of the wilderness.

Xiao Feng'er's face became solemn, he clenched his small fists, and finally made up his mind and stepped forward.

Stepping into the first step, Xiao Feng'er only felt that his whole body sank, and an invisible pressure pressed every inch of his skin.

He just paused to get used to the pressure, and it didn't feel too much of a hindrance. This pressure should be adjusted according to the realm and age of the intruder, the higher the realm, the older the age, the greater the pressure.

Although Xiao Feng'er only had the Awakening Realm, his age was much younger than that of ordinary Awakening Realm monks, so the pressure exerted on him was like an autumn breeze to him.

Xiao Feng'er came to the bottom of the second order, which required climbing up with his bare hands, but he didn't do that. I saw him bend his knees down, kick hard, and rush into the air like an arrow from Xuan.

You must know that Xiao Feng'er now has a strength of more than 10,000 catties in his limbs and more than 20,000 catties in his feet. Even under the pressure of the altar, it won't have much effect.

With this leap, he went directly to the third order, which was the result of his lack of full strength. I felt the pressure of the third order, and it became larger, about three times that of the first order. In other words, the pressure rises evenly.

Xiao Feng'er didn't stop long, he jumped continuously, and soon came to the top of the three hundred steps.

When he was about to take a leap again, he suddenly felt a gust of wind behind him. He turned to look, only to see a golden bolt striking him in front of him, slamming into his chest. It was condensed from the rainbow, and the golden rainbow was metallic.

"Hmph!" Xiao Feng'er snorted and took two steps back, but it was only caught off guard, and it was not a big deal.

But then, black, white, and purple colors of horses swarmed in, all of which hit Xiao Feng'er's body, and he couldn't dodge it even if he wanted to.

The golden training makes the skin tingle, the black training carries a chill, and the white training is strong and powerful, and each color of the training has the effect of corresponding attributes.

But Xiao Feng'er didn't panic, he stabilized his body, took all the attacks, and continued to jump up. Although the attacks continued, the strength of the attack was not enough to hinder his progress.

It's just that the higher you go, the more powerful the attack will be, and the more pressure the altar will be. By the time he reached more than six hundred steps, he could no longer rely on jumping to climb. And those martial attacks also made Xiao Feng'er in the air unable to stabilize his body.

So Xiao Feng'er could only climb step by step with her bare hands. He ran Hongwen with both hands and feet, grabbed the stone wall, and climbed up the stone wall like a gecko.

I don't know how long it took for him to reach the seven hundred steps, but it seemed to have reached his limit.

The attack power of the surrounding horses is getting stronger and stronger, and the pressure on the altar is also increasing. At this time, Xiao Feng'er was sweating profusely and gasping for breath. The attack made him feel like he was split, and the strength was so great that he couldn't hold his body.

Xiao Feng'er gritted her teeth and looked up, but it was still purple mist, and there was no end in sight.

He was wondering how he could move on.

Suddenly, Xiao Feng'er noticed an abnormality. It has been at least half a day since I started to climb the altar, and I have been under the pressure of the altar and the attacks of the competition, and my body has consumed a huge amount of money.

But Xiao Feng'er didn't feel hungry now, nor did she feel tired, and even full of energy.

Don't you need to eat here?

"Babble, hahahaha......" he smiled, revealing two rows of white crystal teeth.

At that moment, he adjusted his breathing, and then swung his fist and met the attacking Hongwen Pilian.

He wasn't going to leave, he just stayed here and fought the pressure until he was able to continue climbing.

This is also a kind of cultivation!

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