Since you can't go down, you can only climb up.

There is nowhere to settle on the smooth rock walls on all sides of the mountain, but the mountain on the left side is uneven, Zhao Yuan thinks that he can still climb the rock with his current cultivation, anyway, he is waiting for death, and when he reaches the peak, what if there is a road on the back slope?

Zhao Cheng pinched two handfuls of stones and rubbed his hands, buckled the mountain and tried it twice, feeling that he could eat the strength. So he held the stone knife in his mouth, and used his hands and feet together to test the place where he could use his strength to climb.

In his previous life, Zhao Jiao climbed a lot of cliffs, and some were even much steeper than here. But at that time, I had a rope to hang, of course, there were no obstacles, this time it was a freehand climbing, the difference is that when you can't touch the bulge and depression, you can use a black stone knife to dig a small hole, and use your thumb to move it up.

The sun gradually came out, and the blazing sunlight shone on the mountain, and also shone on Zhao Yuan's back, and the rock wall was roasted hot for a while, and beads of sweat the size of beans fell from Zhao Yuan's face. Zhao Wei only felt like raw meat on an iron plate, if he didn't climb up soon, he would have to be roasted sooner or later, but fortunately it was only early in the morning, and he should be able to reach the peak before noon.

The sunlight became more and more intense, Zhao Jiao climbed for two hours, and finally reached the top of the mountain at three poles in the sun, and he didn't care about finding a shady meadow, lying on the rocks on the top of the mountain and panting. Zhao Zhi was tired and hungry, took out the spirit wine and red fish from the storage bracelet, and used a Xuanshi knife to simply cut off the fish head and internal organs, and just like that, Ru Mao drank blood and ate it raw.

Red fish is worthy of being the best delicacy in the cultivation world, although it is not the most expensive, but the taste is indeed delicious, raw is not like ordinary fish fishy and smelly, and it is very soft and sweet, the taste is like a lychee wrapped in a layer of soft dough......

Ignoring the fish bones pierced on his tongue, Zhao Zhi feasted happily, and only after drinking a pot of spirit wine did he feel tired and relieved. Looking from the top of the mountain, the white clouds came out, the swallow finches returned to the nest, and the entire spirit beast valley came into view.

This mountain peak is very high, according to Zhao Yuan's estimation that it is the highest of the last seventeen peaks, or it is also ranked second. So it's either Feather Peak or Wanghai Peak.

The summit is about a hundred zhang wide, mostly bare stones, and there are a few crooked neck trees on the edge of the cliff, and an artemisia meadow to the east. Zhao Zhi found a thicker tree and sat under the tree with a spirit stone to restore his aura.

After being full of energy, Zhao looked around at the top of the mountain to see if there was any way down the mountain. But after looking for a long time, there is no place to call it a "road", but there are a few rock walls where you can put your feet down.

But the mountainside is cloudy, and I don't know if the road can go to the end, if I can't climb halfway, won't I have to climb up again?

It was really difficult to choose, Zhao Xuan launched the Tongyou Baoyu, and felt that the mountain on the west side seemed to have faint aura fluctuations.

Right from here!

Zhao Foot clapped the board, moved down along the rocks, and fortunately, after a small cliff in the west, there was a relatively flat slope, and Zhao Foot could walk on it in a down-to-earth manner.

While holding on to the rocks on the mountain, he walked for a long time, and Zhao Zhi carefully felt the guidance of Tongyou Baoyu. Zhao Qian had a strange feeling, as if this mountain peak was a living thing, as if there was a pulse jumping in the mountain, and the spiritual light was looming.

Following the guidance of the fluctuation of the aura, Zhao Zhi became more and more excited, could it be that he had encountered some heavenly and earthly treasure? Or on the rock wall in the mountains, there was a thousand-year-old spirit plant?

The more he went down, the flatter it became, and later, Zhao was able to step on the same place with both feet. The road on the west side is not straight, turning from the west side of the mountain to the south side, Zhao Zhi felt that the aura was getting stronger and stronger, and this degree of richness was like the Lingxi Cave Heavenly Blessed Land that Zhang Ziruo described to himself that only the disciples of the inner sect of Lingxi had the opportunity to go to.

Sure enough, moving forward, after pushing aside a large area of trees and vines, Zhao Jian found a swarthy hole hidden behind, about two people wide, and the darkness couldn't be seen to the end.

The violent aura fluctuations came from here, but the feeling inside was not a blessed place, but like a lair of fierce beasts.

To enter, or not to enter?

The appearance of this cave, no matter how you look at it, looks like the most old-fashioned plot in martial arts novels in the previous life - the story of an ordinary silly boy who fell off a cliff and got a peerless exercise, cultivated to become the first in the world, and then hugged the beauty......

Is it Zhang Wuji, who has become a miracle, or Zhu Changling, who is stuck halfway?

Zhao Zhi was in a dilemma, there was obviously something strange in this cave, otherwise the spiritual power would not have fluctuated so violently, but reason told him that there must be great danger in the cave, otherwise with such a strong aura, there was no reason why there would be no demon beasts to explore.

Just thinking about it, I only felt the wind in the cave, as if there was a terrible ghost crying.

That's it!

At this time, I am still in danger, and I should not make extraneous branches, and I should leave such a "chance" to others to explore.

was about to leave, but saw a gust of wind blowing at the entrance of the cave, Zhao Zhi played a clever trick for no reason, and the black spots on his back waist became even hotter.

"It's ......"

Zhao Yan's eyes widened, the yin wind just now was clearly a bad spirit!

The common sense of the cultivation realm is that the evil qi in ordinary places comes out of the ground, usually only a few breaths, and mortals will get sick if they inhale the slightest bit. Only where the evil qi is extremely strong will it turn into a gale, and wherever it goes, the spiritual plants will wither, and the monks will be hit, and even the shield of the Jindan monks will be eroded.

The evil wind that has just appeared is obviously a phenomenon that can only be produced when the evil qi is extremely strong, indicating that there are not only heavenly and earthly treasures in the cave, but even overhaul fighting methods, and they will die in it.

But Zhao Wei can be sure of one thing, that is, there is absolutely no living monster beast in the cave!

Because the evil qi is too vicious, except for the legendary ghost cultivator Yin Soul, no living beings will like it, even if the Jindan overhaul has been here for a long time, it will also be delirious, the flow of mana will be accelerated, and finally turn into pus and blood and die.

The cave in front of me is obviously an extremely dangerous treasure land, no wonder there are no demon beasts here, it turns out that they are all afraid of evil qi and have avoided it.

Zhao was once again in a dilemma.

Ordinary monks mention evil qi, just like hearing the tiger's color change, it's too late to hide, but Zhao Nao is different, he grew up eating soul grass!

It can be said that no one in the entire Lingxi Sect can stand out from the understanding of evil qi, and when the evil qi walks in the stomach, where it is uncomfortable and which part is scorching, Zhao Nao is clear.

Maybe this evil wind would turn ordinary monks into white bones, but Zhao Qian had eaten countless soul grass, and at best, he could only feel severe pain all over his body.

Zhao Xuan didn't know why he was like this, but he was sure that Tongyou Baoyu was making trouble, otherwise every time he ate the Soul Grass himself, his back would be hot, as if he was about to break out.

Zhao Qian didn't know that warding off evil and delusion was one of the three characteristics of the Cultivation Realm's Supreme Treasure and Jade Treasure......

To enter, or not to enter?

Get out!

In the face of the "strange treasure" inside, Zhao Zhi did not resist the temptation and resolutely entered the cave.

Zhao Zhi was not stunned, he swaggered into the cave, no matter how special his physique was, he would be turned into pus and blood by excessive qi. So Zhao Zhi leaned on the side very obscenely, shrunk sideways, took out a piece of armor seized from Shi Qi and put it in front, and moved it inward step by step.

The stone wall on his back cut his shoulder hurt, but Zhao Zhi didn't dare to stay away a little, and no one knew if it would be other corrosive gases besides the evil qi. Zhao Qian made up his mind that if there were other dangers, he would use this armor to resist them, and immediately run away.

After walking a few feet, Zhao Nao felt that the aura was getting richer and stronger, and even the aura turned into an entity, like a steaming mist, he didn't need to run the exercises, he felt refreshed just by breathing, presumably the legendary cave blessed land was nothing more than that.

Under his feet was a large area of soul grass, submerging Zhao Yuan's knees, Zhao Zhi casually put a handful into the storage bracelet, and continued to push forward with his armor. If it weren't for the reminder of the Soul Grass under his feet, Zhao Zhi would have almost forgotten that this cave with abundant spiritual energy was actually a lifeless place full of murderous opportunities.