The figures on Tianyun Mountain are still moving, some people are stagnant a lot, and some people are soaring.

Most of the disciples' cultivation realm has improved in this short period of time, and the Ziwei disciples have maintained a very excited mood, and the speed of climbing the mountain has become more and more stable.

Unconsciously, the pattern of all the disciples in the entire Ziwei Sect has undergone a lot of changes, and many low-level disciples who are obscure on weekdays and are stuck in the bottleneck for many years and are difficult to break through have finally broken through their own shackles, accumulated thick and thin, and increased their realm, surpassing the same sect that can only raise their heads and look up on weekdays in one fell swoop.

Although the speed of the disciples' realm breakthrough can already be described as a day in the mountain, there is still no one who has reached the first place halfway up the mountain at this time.

Su Wu was still the closest person halfway up the mountain, but he was getting closer and closer to the other disciples catching up with him, and if he couldn't stand up again, he might fall directly from the first place to the end of the crane.

However, his sea of knowledge had no ability to think, and the chaotic golden characters had made Su Wu almost forget about the outside world and the climbing trials that were still going on.

Immersed in the spiritual world, Su Wu, who had lost all sensory perception, was completely unaware of the change in time and completely indulged.

Finally, Dao Xisheng, who ranked second in the mountaineering speed, quickly surpassed it, and quickly advanced halfway up the mountain at a speed that was several times faster than Su Wu.

In fact, if it weren't for Dao Xisheng walking quite well on the mountain road like a child, looking around, he would definitely not be able to walk behind Su Wu.

The perennial painful refining in Daoxi has made his body reach another layer of very transcendent realm, and the so-called acquired Dao body is already a treasure that has stepped into the realm of immortal bodies.

The pressure that this mountain gave him was not too great, but it was not to the point where it could be ignored, and the higher he went, even this genius boy with a Dao body, Dao Xisheng, was not particularly relaxed.

This Tianyun Mountain will always hide too many secrets that no one knows, and only the one who finally reaches the top of the mountain is qualified to know all of its past.

Immediately behind Dao Xisheng was Xu Yu, who had just come out of the Modao Forest.

Although his steps did not seem to be fast, the span between the steps was very large, and it was unimaginably steady.

Xu Yu was close to his eyes, his eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, his expression was very solemn and pious, like an old Buddha who was participating in the scriptures, whether it was the road under his feet or the dense clouds in the sky, he seemed indifferent, he only cared about moving forward, he really couldn't walk, he could go back and forth, and he didn't have to go against the sky.

Xu Yu is a swordsman who is not like a swordsman the most, but he is also the most superb young generation of swordsmanship in the Ziwei Sect today, he has the same Dao body as Dao Xisheng, but he has a stable heart that the latter can never learn.

If Su Wu's sword is fast and accurate, like a spear, then Su Xuan's sword must be like a thick and tenacious mirror, this mirror can be as calm as a calm lake in the face of the opponent's killer moves, and can be covered with countless sharp spikes when taking the initiative to attack, both offensive and defensive, and invulnerable.

Although Xu Yu didn't walk fast, he still threw Su Wu, who didn't wake up in the same place, far away.

Then Yun Liangji, Nie Yuanfeng and other famous figures in the younger generation walked in front of Su Wu one by one.

Tianyi Zhenren, whose fingertips kept fluctuating in the Meditation Cliff, seemed to be a little tired, and after playing the last epilogue, he didn't continue to play the next song in his heart after all.

"This song, let's just take it down. Tianyi Zhenren didn't know why he felt a little stunned in his heart, and his originally jumping fingers gradually stopped.

"It's too dark, it's time for a heavy rain. He said silently in his heart again.

The moment the tune ended, the heaven and earth of Tianyun Mountain gradually began to change again.

The whirlpool above the disciples' heads, which had gradually become gloomy, finally became a thick layer of dark clouds, and in the midst of this dull dark cloud were faint and faint lights, which kept flickering and tearing, like prisoners imprisoned in a cage fighting for their lives.

It was the wrath of the Emperor of Heaven, the thunder that struck the common people.

It was about to rain, and the mountain was at its darkest and most helpless.

At this moment, the disciples on the Tianyun Mountain Road could no longer tell whether they were in the day or the eternal night.

They all knew that it was going to rain and that thunder was about to fall on their heads, but they had no way to escape.

They will accept this rain of the Great Road, wash away all the dirt in their mortal bodies, and then climb higher and higher mountains.

On the eve of this storm, it was also the time when the oppression received by all the disciples was at its peak.

The weak disciples who had been able to barely bend their bodies and move forward slowly before could no longer support the heaviness on their shoulders like five rivers and six mountains, and they spit out red blood one after another, and then lay on the ground in embarrassment like a lost dog, weakly feeling the last trace of consciousness gradually disappearing.

Those disciples who had completely lost consciousness and their bodies were completely crushed finally turned into a white light and left this Tianyun Mountain and this small world.

After countless white lights shone and then completely dimmed, this pouring rain that seemed to have been brewing for thousands of years and 10,000 years finally landed on everyone's body.

Those thunderbolts like golden armor finally tore through the layers of dark thick clouds and sang to the world again.

I beg for rain to the sky, and I sing to the world!

One after another, the dazzling, substance-like golden thunderbolts finally descended on the heads of every disciple, regaining their long-lost freedom!

And the rain that was like splashing water continued to split into huge raindrops on the edge of the dim sky.

Although those huge raindrops were unwilling, they could only be dragged and lowered by the earth mercilessly.

All the disciples except Su Wu instantly felt clear and relaxed in the sea of knowledge.

But then there was a tearing sting.

These huge raindrops were like divine swords from the Nine Heavens, and when they fell on them, they did not make the latter feel the coolness and thoroughness that should belong to the rain, but countless burning pains.

This stinging came so suddenly that all the disciples who were baptized felt a little unexpected.

The burning sensation is so special that it doesn't go away at the touch of a single touch, but sticks to everyone's skin like a maggot on the tarsal bones, and gets worse as more rain falls.

It's still rain, and in addition to the rain, there's thunder.

The thunder that could tear apart the heavens and the world fell on the top of each monk's heavenly spirit cover, smashing the disciples into a trance and trembling in their hearts.

"Ah......h

“......”

The disciples screamed frantically on the thunderstormed Tianyun Mountain, and the screams of the crowd were mixed together, and there was a roar that gradually overpowered the thunder.

Despite the terrible torture they had endured in the sea of consciousness and even in the spirits in their left breasts, none of them had completely lost consciousness.

The disciples who entered Ziwei never imagined that one day they would experience the scorching spirit as if they were coming from the underworld on the most famous Dao Mountain of the Ziwei Sect.

This rain is indeed not the rain of the Emperor of Heaven, but the rain of the underworld.

Every raindrop in this rain represents death, the death of mortals.

The pain of mortal death has finally been sprinkled on this mountain of Taoism, which usually symbolizes holiness.

Tianyi Zhenren in the Meditation Cliff finally finished tasting the rain and dew tea in the small blue and white porcelain cup that he held lightly in his palm, and gently rubbed his moist lips.

The rain came from the way of life and death that he had realized while gazing at the River Styx in the underworld, and the stagnant water in the River Styx turned into this torrential rain.

Then, Tianyi just gently stirred up his sleeves, and the liquid in the small blue and white porcelain cup turned into wine.

This glass of wine still exudes the faint fragrance of rain and dew, and it is still rain and dew, but this time it was made into the strongest fierce wine by Tianyi.

The wine entered his throat, and even Tianyi couldn't help but shout: "Good wine!"

The leisurely Tianyi seemed to have any concerns about the disciples on Tianyun Mountain who seemed to be robbing life and death, but he just let the rain continue to fall, without the slightest intention of stopping.

Su Wu, who had been completely dizzy, had no life under the baptism of this rain and entered a state of suspended animation.

The rain in the underworld that came from Tianyi was also falling for Su Wu.

He didn't want Su Wu to fall, but he wanted him to die and come back to life, break and stand.

But what can be relied on to do this is not his heavenly cultivation, but Su Wu's own talent.

Tianyi didn't like to gamble, but this time, he had to tell himself that he was gambling now.

He was gambling on Su Wu's life and death, and the price he spent was all the luck of the entire Ziwei Sect and the life and death of all the disciples.

If Su Wu dies up, then the so-called Ziwei Sect will also cease to exist.

The tree is scattered, and the tree is scattered.

Dead air has always permeated Tianyun Mountain, and at this time, Tianyun Mountain seems to have turned into the earthly capital of the world.

Su Wu hadn't woken up yet, and no one could take another half step towards the top of the mountain.

The rough face that had been watching intently had frozen at some point, and his eyes no longer exuded any emotion, like a wooden puppet being pulled by someone.

In fact, at this eternal moment, all the monks in the entire Ziwei Sect's Cave Heaven except for Tianyi Zhenren completely lost consciousness, including all things.

Everything in the Ziwei Sect "died" in an instant.

The piercing screams that were originally like caged beasts also stopped abruptly at this moment.

Tianyi Zhenren finally raised his wine glass and took a sip of all the remaining wine in the cup.