All the way up the mountain... The stone carved characters carved on the shore wall turned the surrounding environment into a crazy sea of waterfalls, causing great damage to Ning Que's body and spirit, in the confrontation with this simulated nature, the tougher he looked, the more terrifying the power of those stone carved characters, although he had not yet fallen down at this time... The body is already extremely weak.

He raised his arm, wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, walked to the bridge, stepped across the small bridge, the invisible but ubiquitous pressure around his body suddenly disappeared, knowing that he had finally passed the first level, he subconsciously looked back at the long mountain road, and sighed with palpitations.

There were two young cultivators sitting beside the Qiaotou Mountain Road, their faces were very gloomy, and they even looked a little desperate, even when they heard Ning Que's footsteps, they didn't raise their heads to look at him, as if for them, this world no longer had any meaning.

Ning Que walked up to them and looked at their expressions... Suddenly said seriously. Give up when you should give up, it's not a shame. ...。

When walking in front of the poem carrier... He didn't stop, he didn't talk to this talented man who was loved by thousands of people in the academy. Xie Chengyun's gaze moved up from the feet on the mountain road... Looking at the back that continued to move forward, a faint confusion appeared in his eyes, he felt that this back was a little familiar, but there were some things he couldn't understand.

Ning Que knew that the mountain path behind the bridge was still strange, otherwise the three climbers, including Xie Chengyun, would sit at the head of the bridge in despair, leaning against the tree, but he didn't stop to observe or do anything else, but walked up directly.

The mountain road is crooked and difficult to see the end, he walked in silence with his head slightly bowed, walking slowly along the bluestone road that divides the spring flower forest into two halves, walking through several bends, passing by several lakes, passing through several flower fields, after climbing over a somewhat steep stone cliff... The mountain road that sloped up suddenly sloped downward... I passed through several fields of flowers... Passing by several lakes and walking through several bends.

Then he looked up and saw the wooden bridge, the tree at the head of the bridge, and the three climbers who were in a low mood.

Winding the mountain road forward, obviously in the direction of the mountain... In the end, it turned back to its original place, a bit like the legendary wall of the woods... The cool breeze in the mountains and forests at the head of the bridge is gradually rising, and the twilight is getting cooler, and there is an eerie and inexplicable smell.

There was not the slightest look of shock on Ning Que's face, let alone horror... He just looked at the tree at the head of the bridge and the people under the tree for a moment, then turned around and looked at the mountain road that had already been walked and silently closed his eyes.

After seeing the bridgehead picture before... He thought of a possibility: the trail would bring people back.

It's simple... Even if there is an abyss or a soul-devouring beast in front of the mountain road, the three climbers, including Xie Chengyun, may not be able to climb up, but it makes no sense that the three of them happened to give up their efforts to climb the mountain at the bridge, and the expressions on their faces were not like the tragedy after being subjected to some kind of torture and impact, but more like a kind of futile effort to get lost.

The question is why does the mountain road behind the bridge bring people back to where they were? This is the problem that Ning Que needs to solve now, he closed his eyes... Standing silently under the mountain road behind the bridge, he reached out his hands outside his sleeves and gently felt the breath in the wind.

A mountain path that seems to be moving forward... But they can only bring people back to their original places, and if they can't solve the secrets, then the climbers can only walk up the mountain path again and again in vain, and then walk back again and again in despair.

The three mountaineers at the head of the bridge, who were in a low mood, finally gave up in such a boring and desperate cycle... At this time, they saw Ning Que as a companion, and saw him standing in front of the mountain road and pondering, thinking that he would try to walk up the mountain road again later as he had done before, and then walk back a moment later with a sad expression... A look of sympathy and sarcasm appeared on their faces. There was no sympathy or ridicule on Xie Chengyun's face, Ning Que was not shocked by this magical mountain road, but when he saw Ning Que's face walking back from the mountain road clearly, he was suddenly shocked and speechless.

After the admission test of the academy, in the days when he kept climbing the building, Xie Chengyun always regarded Ning Que as his strongest opponent... However, after that mid-term exam, he confirmed that he had a high opinion of this young soldier from the border city, and in the time that followed, Ning Que was squeezed out and neglected by the students of the academy... Although he didn't go down again, he really forgot about his former opponent.

The second floor of the academy opened, and his goal was Prince Longqing, and he even thought that there would be many other strong opponents during the exam, but he just didn't think of Ning Que, because he thought that he had defeated the other party... So why bother to pay more attention, and what right does a defeated man who has fallen in front of him distract himself?

Until today at the bridgehead, he saw the back on the mountain road, and saw Ning Que walking down the mountain road... My heart tightened suddenly... Only then did I realize that I had never defeated the other party at all, and I may not even have seen this classmate clearly.

The mountain road on the other side of the bridge, what kind of pain will be brought to the climbers, Xie Chengyun has personally experienced, at this moment, he can naturally think of how can a person who can survive that mountain road be called sick and abandon the exam because of a gambling contract? A corollary that made him feel even sadder appeared in his heart, in the academy for half a year... Ning Que didn't make any excuses, and he didn't try to challenge himself again, maybe not because he was weak-hearted, but because he didn't have himself in his eyes at all. Xie Chengyun looked at Ning Que, who bowed his head and pondered under the mountain road... Holding on to the tree, he struggled to stand up, looked at him and hesitated for a moment before saying, '... The mountain road is fake, the vitality is flowing naturally, you can't find the passage at all, you can't get through. ......

Ning Que opened his eyes, didn't look back, didn't answer... Just staring at the mountain road in front of you.

In the past year, he has read too many books on cultivation in the old book building, and when it comes to the breadth of his vision, whether it is Xie Chengyun or someone else, it is difficult to compare with him. Because of harmony, it is powerful.

It's a pity that the formation, like the rune path, is the most complicated and difficult method in the cultivation world... Even if you don't know much about tangerine peel... Ning Que had only read some books and knew some basic knowledge of formations, but he hadn't even learned them, so naturally he couldn't break the formation.

Ning Que thought about it, and brought his hands hanging outside his sleeves to his chest... The fingertips are intertwined to make a bridge... The urging mental power was output through the sea of snow mountain qi, sensing the fluctuations of heaven and earth vitality in the mountain road, and then slowly walked up.

I don't know how long it has been... Ning Que's figure appeared again on the mountain road.

There was still no expression on his face, and after he walked to the bridge, he continued to look back at the slanting mountain road in a daze.

This time he walked the mountain path this time, his main purpose was to sense the fluctuations of heaven and earth vitality in the mountain road, trying to find a passage outside the formation... However, he found that the formation in the mountain path was really magical, when the climber tried to use his telekinesis to manipulate the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi to perceive the formation channel... These Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi mobilized by the mountaineers, once they come into contact with the formation, they will give birth to some extremely subtle changes in the formation... These seemingly subtle changes are like cliffs to climbers.

What's even more amazing is that the stronger the mountaineer's mental power, the more abundant the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi that can be controlled, and once the formation is touched, the fluctuations generated by the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi that covers the real mountain path will be more violent... Directly destroy those passages that the mountaineer state has just touched.

That is to say, the stronger the mind of the person who wants to walk through the mountain path behind the bridge, the more abundant the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi that can be controlled, the easier it will be to discover the real mountain path hidden in the formation, but at the same time, the faster it will destroy the formation change and cover up the real mountain path again.

If a climber wants to get through the guò section of the mountain that is hidden by the formation... There are only three ways: one, you're fast enough... When you just discovered the real mountain path, you will turn into electricity and fly over before the formation is touched and changed. Two... Your realm is high enough that you don't need to mobilize the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi to touch and perceive... You only need to look at it casually with your mind to see through the formation... Seeing the flow of vitality between the mountain paths... Then look for that path. Third, your telekinesis is strong enough to manipulate the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi to accurately feel those channels in the formation, but at the same time, you also have to ensure that these Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi cannot be perceived by the formation and thus change.

Cultivators who trigger faster than formations must have... For example, those legendary saints who entered the realm of no distance, but that person is definitely not Ning Que. There must be cultivators whose realm is high enough to see through the formation at a glance, such as Prince Longqing, who has entered the mist on the mountainside at this time, but that person is definitely still not Ning Que.

For Ning Que... At that time, these desperate practitioners at the bridge seemed to be in fact they could only choose the third method, but if you analyze it carefully, you can know that this third method... It's basically impossible to do.

They are like a blind man who can't see, the vitality fluctuations that make up the formation on the mountain path are like a labyrinth made of substances that are softer than cream, and the blind man can only touch those cream walls with his hands, and he must touch them very carefully to find the passage of this cream labyrinth, and at the same time, he can't let the cream wall be deformed in the slightest, because once it is transformed, the maze will change again.

To do this, the blind man needs to have the most gentle hands in the world, these gentle hands can catch the forest wind lightly and the wind does not know, can strip the woman on the bed without the woman waking up, can brush the ink and sweat in the inkstone without getting a little black.

For the sake of practice... These gentle hands are the heaven and earth vitality mobilized by their mental power.

They have to make sure that the Heaven and Earth Vitality they mobilize is precise enough, gentle enough, able to control the fine needles to embroider, to make the flowers stick to the bees, to make the bees dance on the tips of the needles, so that they can try to do what they want to do.

However, there is no cultivator in the human world who is bored to such an extent, and the incomparably powerful mental power cultivated by meditation has to forcibly turn the mobilized heaven and earth vitality into weak and gentle... And then spend countless efforts to practice embroidery that is not beneficial to the practice?

‘... The person who set up the camp on the mountain road must be an old pervert. ......

Ning Que looked at the crooked mountain road in front of him, and made a judgment in his heart that he thought was the most accurate for the formation master in the academy, and then he put his hand into his arms and touched the stack of extremely thin and slightly cool things... Silently thought, '... But I also seem to be very perverted. ，。

Just as he sighed when he looked at the sky with slightly wet eyes on the mountain road on the other side of the bridge before, all these years of hardships and hardships seem to have become gifts given to him by Lord Haotian today, and there is absolutely no way for a normal cultivator to use the third method to pass the Guò Mountain Road... But Ning Que seems to be able to use it... It may not be possible, but at least it has that wonderful possibility.

Since he was very young, whether he was eating, sleeping, being in a daze or writing, as long as he had time, Ning Que would continue to meditate, and he didn't know anything about the snow mountains and the sea of qi, and the mental power obtained from these meditations had been accumulated in the sea of knowledge... As the years go by, I don't know what kind of huge lake it has become... It wasn't until last year that he finally got the hang of it in one fell swoop and became his biggest reliance.

With such a powerful telekinesis, only an idiot would deliberately turn the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi he can mobilize into weak and gentle... Ning Que didn't want to, but he was different from other ordinary cultivators, he couldn't practice in the first place, but he was changed by a series of adventures against the sky, and in the end, the Qi Sea Snow Mountain in his body was barely able to pass through ten tricks... The Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi he could perceive was really pitiful.

Because it is less, it is gentle.

As for regulating the vitality of heaven and earth to do embroidery kung fu, this kind of behavior that seems very perverted and boring... In fact, it was exactly what Ning Que had done in the past six months in the night of Lin Forty-Seven Lane, he could control too little Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, and he knew that it was extremely difficult to win with these in battle, so he wanted to control it more and more carefully.

Under the candlelight at night, under the curious gaze of Sangxiang, the young man who finally stepped into the world of cultivation kept meditating, perceiving the vitality of heaven and earth in the room, controlling the leaves, controlling the wooden basin, and controlling the candlestick... Control the pen black, control the paper light, control the toilet, everything is controlled.

To this day, he has always been stagnant in the realm of non-confusion, and he has not been able to find his natal object, and he still has no way to control the flying sword like those swordsmen, and kill people in the air.

But he can control the hundreds of fallen leaves under the trees in the courtyard to fly to the side of the stove one by one to form a hill, he can control the wooden basin to move from the other end of the bed to the end of the bed like a fat doll, causing Sangsang to applaud excitedly, he can control the brush to slowly fall into the inkstone, and then lift it on the paper to write clumsily, like a beginner.

Ning Que practiced silently and diligently like he did when he learned to kill beasts and kill people in Minshan, and practiced flying control like countless times when he swung a knife... Fallen leaves flying all over the courtyard... The water flowing in the house for washing feet, the ink spilled on the desk and the country wall... The stench of those toilet toppling bowls, as well as the sweat of Sangsang when he cleaned up the mess, are all proof of him.

This method is very hard, this is what penance means, this method is very clumsy, this is what it means to be diligent to make up for clumsiness, this method is very perverted, ordinary people can't think of it at all, let alone do it.

That's why even the heavens were moved.

Xie Chengyun held on to the tree, looked at Ning Que under the mountain road, and said bitterly: "Ning Que, I don't know why you have been hiding your strength, maybe you look down on me, but I can see that you, like me, are just in the realm of not being confused." ...。

‘... Only the Cave Xuan Realm can grasp the law of the fluctuation of the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, and you want to walk through this mountain path, unless a miracle happens. ...。

‘... Before entering the academy, Jane once told me that the academy is a place where miracles are created. ...。

Ning Que took out a thin layer of silver foil from his arms, kneaded and tore it into countless pieces with his palm, and then sprinkled it in front of him. The mountain wind blew from the valley under the bridge, whistling through the mountain road, blowing those thin and weightless silver foil fragments drifting around, one after another like countless silver leaves, and then quietly and silently falling on the mountain road.

‘... It's a miracle that I survived, so every day I live, I make it a miracle. ...。

After saying this, Ning Que looked at the clear silver avenue in the sea of knowledge and stepped forward.

He seemed to be in a good mood as he walked up the trail, and then his movements became strangely clumsy.

He lowered his body, crouched down against the tree with very slow movements, and then cautiously took two steps forward.

Then he reached into the cliff with his right hand, and with great difficulty, he turned backwards and took another step forward.

The people in the academy looked at the sloping mountain road in the twilight, and suddenly someone exclaimed: '... See, that's Ning Que,。

Someone mocked, "What is he doing?" After a while, lying on the ground, drilling the dog hole?,, Zhong Dajun shook the folding fan lightly, and said with a sneer: "He is really good at this kind of thing of drilling the dog hole and escaping. ，。

Ning Que was the last to climb the mountain, and the result actually lasted so long, which was beyond the expectations of most people, especially those college classmates who thought they knew him well, were even more shocked, and inevitably had some envy and hatred.

Chang Zheng frowned slightly, looking at Ning Que, who was struggling to move forward on the mountain road, and his movements were extremely ridiculous, he suddenly remembered his conversation with the other party in the academy last year, and muttered to himself: "... I don't know how long he can last. ...。

‘... It's just a reckless man. ... , Zhong Dajun snapped back the folding fan and said hatefully.

Situ Yilan turned his head to look at him, then looked coldly at his classmates with complicated expressions, and said mockingly: "He has surpassed the sixth son of the art department, the first person in the academy who is rightfully named... Are you still not convinced?,。

The students of the academy were silent.

On the oblique mountain road, Ning Que's mental power was dispersed from his body, mobilizing the thin heaven and earth vitality, perceiving the silver foil fragments scattered on the mountain road, and then using those silver foils to find the channel of the formation most gently.

Ning Que has never been able to determine his natal object, but there is no doubt that in this world, except for Sangsang, the thing that can resonate with his telekinesis the most is silver for the time being. Because the gold needs to be notarized by the government, he has not yet tried gold.

With the help of those silver foils, he squatted down and climbed up with difficulty, even a little funny, and struggled forward on the quiet mountain road... However, at least he was not taken back to the bridgehead by the trail again. Xie Chengcheng stood at the head of the bridge, holding on to the tree, looking at the mountain road with a confused expression... I couldn't figure out what method Ning Que used to surpass himself like this and walk on the mountain road that he couldn't walk no matter how he walked.

Looking at the funny figure on the mountain road, he couldn't help but think of the lonely figure that Xiao Suo could occasionally see in the meadow when he and Wucai were strolling by the lake in the past six months... The figure that had been forgotten by the academy for half a year, he remembered his pride after that mid-term exam... and the figure that disappeared into the corridor that covered the rain.

He clutched his right chest tightly, looked at Ning Que at the end of the mountain road, and shouted in pain: "... Ning Que, you can't surpass Prince Longqing... He's been in the fog for a long time. ”

Ning Que's figure disappeared at the bend of the mountain road.

Xie Chengyun looked at that place in a daze.

A voice rang out on the other side of the bend.

‘... I'm at least ahead of you. ... , Xie Chengyun sat down under the tree with his chest clutched, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Between the clouds and mist at the top of the mountain.

‘... Second Senior Brother... Ning Que is fast into the fog. ......

‘... Have you waited for the door to pass?...。

‘... No. ，。

‘... He is not happy with Chaimen's words, and he can't remember them if he is not in the upper realm of Dongxuan, and there is no way to rely on luck in this matter.

‘... Ning Que read a book in the old book building, but he still can't remember it?,。

‘... The words carved in stone are darker than the pen and ink on paper... There is one more world in the depths, and he can write books in the old book building... I don't necessarily remember the stone. ”

‘... Yes......... Second Senior Brother... There is a back door in the chaimen?...。

‘... Del piero. ”

‘... Yes, Second Senior Brother... I know wrong. ......

‘... How many steps has Prince Longyou walked in the fog?" ”

"No breaks?"

"Nope. ”

"I actually reached the age of twelve so quickly, it seems that those old Taoist priests in Xiling really have some way. ”

Ning Que walked through those winding mountain roads... Picking up a thin piece of silver foil that flew farthest from under his feet, and then looking up, he saw that the mountain road ahead was faintly submerged into the dense fog on the mountainside, with no end in sight.

And before the clouds, there was a wood door.

When he walked to the wood gate, he saw a wooden sign with three words written on it.

"Gentleman no..."

Ning Que frowned slightly, looked at the blank space on the wooden card, and then glanced at the pink stone resting under the wooden card, guessing that he was filling in the blank 0

What is the fourth word?

On the side of the road, not far from the Chai Gate, he saw a stone with four deep characters on it.

"A gentleman is not a weapon. ”

"It's that simple?"

He shook his head in surprise, and then turned back to the chaimen, but when he picked up the pink stone and tried to write the fourth word, he was stunned to find that he had forgotten what the word was

Forget to put pen to paper.

The fingers pinching the pink stone stiffened slightly, he walked back to the stone with the words engraved, looked at the handwriting quietly, and guessed what the assessment of this chaimen was for the first time, and it was probably difficult to find someone in this world who was more familiar with this situation than him.

For a whole year in the academy, he has been battling the books on the second floor of the old book building.

"Look at my great Yongzi Eight Methods. ”

Ning Que selected some dead branches from the side of the road, arranged them according to the words on the stone, and then slowly closed his eyes, and began to decompose his memories in the sea of knowledge with an expressionless face. Suddenly, he opened his eyes with an idiot-like smirk on his face.

"What an idiot you're in. ”

With a sense of remorse, his right hand reached out to the stone.

Mountain top fog.

"Second Senior Brother, Ning Que has passed the Chaimen. ”

"How is it possible? That idiot's Yongzi Eight Laws just want to unravel the Chaimen Le Stone?"

"He didn't do it that way. ”

"And how did he remember that word?"

He first tried to dig up the rock directly. ”

"Idiot, Leshi and the mountain are connected, how to dig?"

"Ning Que found that he couldn't dig it out...... He pressed his palm directly against the stone and imprinted the words on the palm. ”

"What?"

Then he went to the door and copied the marks on his palm.

“..................”

There was silence in the mountain mist, and then someone said with emotion: "This method is really ...... Ingenuity. ”

"Second Senior Brother did the same when you walked the mountain road?"

"What's so ingenious? It's called opportunism! Do I look so shameless?"

"Could Ning Que be the first person in the history of the academy to use this method to open the firewood door?"

The second senior brother's voice was silent for a long time and then sounded again.

"Not 0"

"Who's that?"

"Big brother. ”

"The senior brother was enlightened at the age of thirteen, and he was not confused at thirty, and then he directly knew his fate, and seventeen years of it were not enough to open the firewood door. ”

"In those seventeen years, every time the senior brother went up and down the mountain, when he passed by Chaimen, he used this method. ”

Picking up the pink stone, spreading out his left hand, looking at the red roads printed on his palm, Ning Que began to put pen to paper on the wooden sign of the chaimen without any thoughts, although the handwriting on the stone became reversed on the palm of his hand, but for him who was proficient in calligraphy, this was not a problem at all.

A neat "instrument" word was written on the wooden plaque in a neat manner, and at the moment when the small mouth at the bottom right of the font was drawn with pink stone, the wooden plaque with the word "gentleman" instantly emitted a wisp of green smoke 0

Ning Que took a step back, and saw that the four words on the wooden sign had become three words again... The last word is gone.

With a squeak, the wood door slowly opened in front of him0

The mountain road behind the Chaimen rises straight into the dense fog on the mountainside, which is much steeper than the mountain road in front, and is composed of stone steps one by one, which has to climb to the top of the mountain, and I don't know how many stone steps I have to walk.

Ning Que should have walked directly to the back of the waiting door, but he couldn't suppress the curiosity in his heart, and looked back at the stone next to the road, only to see that the inscription on the stone had indeed changed, no longer a gentleman is not a weapon, but a gentleman is not confused.

"I don't know which four words Prince Longqing saw. ”

Curious, he walked through the chaimen and climbed the stairs to enter, and his figure disappeared into the dense fog on the mountainside.

The college was silent, silent and silent.

A college student turned slightly pale, looked at the mountains, and muttered, "Luck... It must have been luck. Zhong Dajun held the handle of the folding fan tightly, his voice was a little hoarse, and he said a little stupidly: "This guy ...... How many things the hell is this guy hiding... One, this is too insidious. ”

No one paid attention to them, including Situ Yilan.

The eyes of all the people in the academy were on the mountain, on the misty mountain.

Although they could no longer see the academy student, they still looked over there.

The academy student was the second person to walk into the mist.

Some people even begin to wonder ... Maybe that guy can really reach the top of the mountain before Prince Longqing?