Along the way, Mu Tian chattered and tirelessly advised, and when he arrived at Qingcheng near Qingqiu Gate, he suddenly played quietly and deeply, and after parting to Zong Yang with a bear hug, he just waved his hand and stepped on the sword and flew away, saying that this was a swordsman to be chic, but everyone could see that he only drank a sip of wine that day, but his face was crimson.

Zong Yang entered Qingcheng to stay overnight, and the next morning he went to the mountain where Qingqiu Gate is located, this area must have had several heavy rains for several days, the potholes on the road were quite deep, and the small pond on the side of the road was swollen and turbid, and it was full of leaves and branches after the wind and rain.

Smelling the fragrance of the earth after the rainstorm and facing the rising sun, Zong Yang carried a sword and a bag, looking forward to it. With his current strength, according to Mu Tian's words, he used a knife to kill chickens, even if he entered the strongest Eight Great Daomen in the world, he used a knife to kill ducks.

The name of the mountain where Qingqiu Gate is located is Knock Mountain, the outline is like a meditation and cultivation immortal under the distant view, the founder of Qingqiu Gate chose this mountain, a wonderful one, two seconds but because it happened to cross the flow to cut off a big river, forcing the river to divide into two, and then confluence after the mountain merged into one, in response to the truth of the Tao, the Tao of cultivation is against the heaven and the earth and self-improvement.

In this way, the mountain gate of Qingqiu Gate is engraved: Tianxingjian, a gentleman should strive for self-improvement. The terrain is good, and the gentleman should be virtuous.

Zong Yang stood in front of the knocking mountain, in the misty rain and mist, he could vaguely see the corner of the palace wall of the Qingqiu Gate at the height, but the huge ancient mountain gate made of stone was close in front of him, and he could not pass through.

The heavy rain for several days has caused the water of the river to swell, and it has already submerged a low bridge that was already out of water. No one told him that those candidates who were going to enter the entrance had gone up the mountain as early as five days before, in order to prevent them from being unable to go up on October 10.

Looking at the rolling water flowing eastward, it is impossible to swim through the water, Zong Yang looked left and right, on one side is the uninhabited reeds, on the other side is the dangerous mountain stream, but the trees on both sides are flourishing, there is a towering ancient pine stretching out a branch, only two zhang away from the cliff face of the mountain.

"There's no other way."

Zong Yang had a shortcut in his heart that ordinary people could not covet, he wanted to rely on the ancient pine to cross to the cliff face of the mountain, and then climb up with all his strength, and climb to the top of this mountain that was five or six hundred zhang high.

When Zong Yang had half of the battle characters in the meditation world, he had the urge to climb the cliff of Tiantai Mountain, which was thousands of feet high, to determine the strength of his body, but at that time, Mu Tian stopped him with a word, the reason was that it was a piece of cake, so why waste time.

In the distance, there was an old man herding cattle, sitting on the back of the cow and looking at Zong Yang jokingly, after taking a puff of cigarette, he grinned, revealing his yellow teeth with missing front teeth, and said with a smile: "Look at this kid, you want to be a god?" Hey! You can't even cross the river, fool. ”

The cow under the old man patted the gadfly and raised its head, its chewing mouth was foaming at the mouth, and suddenly grinned its lips, also showing its yellow teeth, and smiled.

Zong Yang didn't notice the old man and the cow, and of course he didn't hear their ridicule, so he turned around and went straight into the mountain forest, heading straight for the ancient pine.

The mountains were damp, Zong Yang took off his coat, revealing a lean and well-defined body, since most of the dead yin qi in his body was gone, he no longer had to wrap his coat all day long, and his complexion was not as pale as before. He walked through the mountains like an ape, without taking a breath, and in a short time he climbed up the ancient pine, and when he came to the thick branch, he finally found that the cliff opposite was not only two feet away, as he had previously estimated.

The river was surging and rushing under his feet, the majestic sound shook people's eardrums, and in the mist, Zong Yang locked onto the thick branches of a big tree diagonally below the opposite side, fastened the bag and sword on his back, and the whale took a breath and jumped out with all his strength.

If he didn't succeed, he would fall into the river and be crushed in the reef, but this was not a life-or-death decision, because Zong Yang had strong self-confidence.

The old man was still smoking a big cigarette, and he didn't know why the figure had entered the mountains and forests, so he kept an eye on it, and it was time to pass the boring time. And the cow under it also looks up from time to time, and it is also bored.

When the two small two big four eyes saw a figure flying in the mountain stream, time seemed to stand still, the old man forgot to spit out the smoke, the cow forgot to shoot the gadfly with his tail, but the gadfly took off and landed on the old man's thin old face, sucking a mouthful of old blood that was not delicious.

"Mother...... Ouch! The old man slapped himself violently, but the gadfly didn't hit him.

The cow laughed again.

Zong Yang still didn't know that there was a scene in the distance that was related to him, but it had nothing to do with him, he crossed the mountain stream without danger and sank into the thick mist. Entering the forest, he was surprised to find that there was a tree-lined path that had obviously been crushed and destroyed by some huge object, like a boulder falling from a cliff, and smashed a path with force, and finally the boulder rolled into the river. But looking at the traces of the old and new on the side of the road, it was obviously the product of many years, because he had seen the barren fin Jiao before, he inevitably thought of some demon beast.

Unable to care so much, Zong Yang began to climb up the tree-lined path. Some huge vines spread on the cliff wall like whiskers, intricate, he took this breath to climb a hundred zhang, this will dissipate the mist, the sun shines directly on the cliff face, he looks down against the mountain wind, the mist under his feet, the river is only like a bend of the stream, the reeds in the distance are the same color of water and sky, and even the mountains are also standing and surrendering.

The sun shines directly on his skin, drying the mist on his body, Zong Yang looks up, and there are not craggy rocks above, but huge plants full of eyes, dark green long leaves, bearing purple spherical fruits, even if there is sunlight, it also makes people feel damp and dark.

When Zong Yang climbed into this vegetation, the light was dim, and the feeling of coldness did not know whether it came from the skin or the psychology. He found many other strange plants growing inside, some with flowers, some with bright fruits, one of which had large leaves like plantains, but the stems were as sinuous as vines, jagged among the huge plants. In addition, there are all kinds of reptiles and lizards of various colors, and the sound of birds is one after another, which is simply a small world.

The old man of the dice once said that there are many treasures in the dangerous cliff, Zong Yang can't recognize which one is the fairy grass and which one is the fairy fruit, but he has already experienced the sinister nature of this place, of course, the danger does not come from these colorful poisons that can be seen in the eyes, because there is a dead yin qi to protect the body, they are not in a hurry to escape and die tragically around him, the danger comes from the purple fruits on this huge plant!

Just by touching the fruit, they will easily crack and leak purple juice. Zong Yang's body was covered with this pungent purple juice, maybe it was the special nature of his body, he only felt a slight sense of anesthesia, but as soon as the poison that hid slowly stuck to the juice, it was more painful and fast than dying under the qi of death yin, and a red scorpion stuck to a small drop, and immediately cut off his whole foot in pain, and his body instantly turned purple, and he died.

Mu Tianjing red-sleeved Lou Zong Yang drank the cup of poisonous wine without hindrance and asserted that this dead yin qi demon in the world was afraid when he saw it, and he could protect it from poison, although Zong Yang had to make a choice in order to cultivate, it was indeed a pity to abandon it like chicken ribs.

This time, Zong Yang escaped with the qi of death yin.

If it weren't for being in a high place and having the gravitational pull of the ground, Zong Yang would definitely get lost when he was deep inside, he forcibly endured the pungent smell and accelerated to climb, and suddenly heard the birds on one side screaming again and again, as if something huge was coming through the vegetation.

He grasped the hilt of his sword and pressed it against the cliff face, not moving.

The sound of the giant shuttle came from far and near, and finally came to an abrupt end.

"Is it a strange noise caused by the mountain wind?" Zong Yang immediately vetoed this idea.

After a long while, there was still no movement, even those poisonous reptiles were leisurely shuttling, Zong Yang let go of the hilt of the sword, and continued to climb, but after a few battles up, he pushed aside the lush branches and leaves, and the scene in front of him shocked his whole body.

A huge purple-red monster lay in front of him, two large claws covered with thorns enough to cut the body of a cow, the pincers were covered with black hair like steel needles, and under the two swaying thick black whiskers were a pair of erect eyes, with six blue pupils in the eyes, like the teeth of a gate opening and closing, spitting out fishy foam, and a pair of small pincers around the mouth shook like arms.

Looking at its carapace shape, it is simply a giant lobster, and in the monster atlas that records the monsters, this monster is called the Earth Dragon, but it is the lowest level of intelligence and perception among the monsters.

The carapace of this earth dragon was covered with moss, and it looked like it was some years old, and its tail was straight against the cliff face, and the bottom was covered with dense purple-red pincers, firmly clamping the vines, thus fixing the body.

Zong Yang slowly pulled out his long sword, and the earth dragon also vigilantly used six arthropods to support the huge body, and those carapace joints rubbed and made a clicking sound under a movement, and a battle of life and death was inevitable.

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