The plover flapped its wings frantically in the silent fog, stirring up one vortex after another that seemed to be very small but actually had a lot of power.

These whirlpools were very inconspicuous at first, attracting the attention of any of the disciples, but they kept spinning wildly, making themselves deeper and deeper, making their suction force even greater, and finally turning the whole quiet fog upside down.

The small whirlpools finally quickly converged into a huge gap at a lightning speed, which happened to open at the highest point of Tianyun Mountain.

The disciples who were still climbing the mountain suddenly realized that the sky above them seemed to have been torn open in a moment, and all the dense fog became restless at this moment, and their agitation changed the sky to another deep color.

The sky is unpredictable.

The sky of Tianyun Mountain is about to change.

All these visions took place before the disciples could return to God.

The spirits of the mortal drive disciples who were already burdened with the heavy laws of the Heavenly Dao were already swaying wildly on the verge of collapse.

This sudden change in the sky soon made many disciples who were not strong-willed panic.

Now, in front of all the disciples was a scene of black clouds crushing the city and wanting to destroy it.

Most people are unlikely to experience oppression for the rest of their lives until they die.

This kind of oppression is everywhere from the head to the ankles, from the body to the sea of knowledge.

At this time, every disciple's mind seemed to be accepting the wrath of the Heavenly Dao.

Even Su Wu, who had the snow dzi protector, couldn't help but feel a little swaying.

Everything in Tianyun Mountain was seen by Tianyi Zhenren, and his bewitching eyebrows revealed endless blandness.

But this blandness is mixed with a little subtle emotion.

What he was moved by was that none of the overly leisurely and indulgent waste wood disciples on weekdays had yet fallen, and just by taking this stubborn will as a stone, they had surpassed too many mediocre "mortals".

But that's not enough, that's just the prelude to this oppressive old song like a storm, and the real test has not yet begun.

Tianyi has always been a person in charge who is not in a hurry or impatient, so he naturally will not be too anxious to play this exquisite and moving ancient song too quickly.

Sometimes rushing fingering can ruin the charm of a great song.

Tianyi is still waiting, waiting for the arrival of the shocking finger.

In the process of waiting, he always had to find something to do, Tianyi, who had not been exposed to rain and dew for too long, felt a little thirsty in his heart, so he soon had a small blue and white porcelain cup in his palm, and the small porcelain cup contained tea that was still boiling hot.

The strange thing is that although there are no tea leaves in this boiling cup of tea, it still exudes a unique fresh fragrance.

Although the surface of the tea is constantly bubbling with warm mist, it is indeed cool when it enters the mouth of Tianyi Zhen.

This cup of mellow tea was only a few dew drops on the grass in the early morning, and when it was put into this small blue and white porcelain cup by Tianyi Zhenren, it turned into a good cup of tea.

This is not the creation of the aura of heaven and earth, nor is it the weirdness of the blue and white porcelain cup, but the transformation of the Taoist qi of the real person of Tianyi.

There is no Tao everywhere between all things in this heaven and earth, and there is a natural Tao on the dew, and there is also a tea ceremony on the tea water.

Tianyi Zhenren has mastered all these "Dao" to the point of perfection, and he can naturally turn into the best tasting tea in the world at will.

Every monk is to have a high reverence for all that is in the world.

Whether it is as big as the sun, moon and stars, or as small as insects, fish, birds and beasts, they should all be treated equally.

This is the first truth that Tianyi Zhenren wants to give to his disciples in this mountain climb.

The sky was full of plovers still fluttering, and there was no intention of stopping there. But they were no longer silent, nor did they whisper any more, and they began to let out an incomparably poignant and sharp cry at the boundless heavenly dome, which deeply shook the hearts of everyone on Tianyun Mountain.

They used to be inconspicuous beings, but now they almost obscured the eyes of almost everyone on Tianyun Mountain.

This is the power of nature, the small and the sublime.

Tianyi Zhenren hadn't heard a good song for too long, and suddenly wanted to play a song by himself, so a few beads of bamboo on the cliff turned into a piano, which was quickly held in Tianyi's palm and slowly stroked.

If this qin falls into the hands of mortals, then there will be no one in the mortal world who dares to call it a famous qin except this one.

The real person gently cocked his fingers and played the first leisurely whisper, then a series of well-heard syllables, and finally converged into a memorable fairy music.

But after all, these fairy songs can only be heard by Tianyi himself, and after all, it is inevitable that there will be some sense of self-appreciation.

But some songs can't be hidden by a narrow cliff after all, it must resound throughout the world.

After all, the string sound of Tianyi's fingertips still came out, not because he did it deliberately, but just that all good things would resonate with the Heavenly Dao after all.

The beauty of flowers, the fragrance can not be hidden, there are always people to see, smell, and pick.

The true perfection of the world cannot be concealed, just as the sun is hidden in the night, but it will still illuminate all things on time and be looked up to by mortals.

This is the truth that Tianyi Zhenren wants to talk about, and this one truth seems to be like a lot of truths.

............

On Tianyun Mountain.

Although the oppression contained in the dull whirlpool was like a gong and a drum hitting the crumbling figures of the disciples again and again, no one chose to retreat after all.

Finally, even the two feet of the last disciple who had been belated for a long time stepped on the first stone step at the foot of the mountain, which officially announced that all Ziwei disciples had finally successfully embarked on the journey of climbing.

The new head couldn't help but have some relief on his face, but there was no joy at all.

But this happens to be just a little prelude to the ancient song that Tianyi wants to play, and the amazing stroke that Tianyi Zhenren really left for this ancient song can still be shown.

The real test will always be hidden in the next moment, or the next moment in the next moment, in short, it will always come.

Tianyi really didn't give his disciples any chance to relax, and his fingertips, which were originally playing slowly and leisurely, turned into phantoms in an instant, which meant that the oppressive power on Tianyun Mountain would also rise.

Suddenly, a very loud ancient voice suddenly appeared in the depths of the whirlpool, and when this ancient voice came, it immediately made all the plovers close their beaks.

This immortal voice from the Nine Heavens seems to be reprimanding every ordinary person in the world, like singing, and like crying, or urgent.

No disciple hears a different word in his ears.

There is no difference in the holy edict, which means that each Ziwei disciple's talent, mood, will, and character are somewhat different degrees.

But this does not mean anything, because each different holy edict can say that the lamp in the hearts of the disciples is about to run out, and the lamp is lit again.

"The road is in the soles of the feet, and the road is in the blue sky. ”

Su Wu's ears lingered with this ancient saying that seemed to be very simple, and it seemed to be a little obscure.

He didn't know when he understood it, nor did he know when the sound had invaded his sea of consciousness, but he knew that the ancient sound had become these eight simple glyphs in his mind.

Unlike everyone else, Su Wu heard the holy edicts not only from his ears, but from all directions.

Countless bright and glowing characters collided indiscriminately in Su Wu's mind without any regularity, as if they were about to tear his sea of consciousness in half.

There are too many voices that Su Wu heard, there are Yunliang Ji who know the sea, and there are Daoxi who know the sea......

All the "true scriptures" in the sea of consciousness are all included in Su Wu's sea of knowledge, and he seems to have become a bottomless whirlpool at this moment, frantically devouring the characters in everyone's sea of knowledge, and at the same time adding the heavy burden he carries mentally.

The mental anguish of all the disciples on the mountain existed in his spiritual will almost simultaneously at this moment.

This mental burden was so heavy that almost no one could imagine, Su Wu, who was almost climbing in peace, slammed his knees directly on the ground after bearing this almost impossible pressure, and his eyes, nose, ears and even his entire facial features were gradually distorted and deformed.

After he buried his facial features that were gradually bleeding deep into his clothes, he found that there was no footsteps in front of him or behind.

At this time, he realized that only he had left the other disciples too far away.

Tianyi Zhenren in the Meditation Cliff took Su Wu's embarrassed figure and distorted cheeks into his eyes, but the rhythm of his fingertips did not have any intention of slowing down.

He gave each of the disciples on Tianyun Mountain a copy of the great creation, and poured all these different creations on Su Wu alone.

Since Su Wu got started, Tianyi has never put any pressure on this boy in any way, but has protected him everywhere, for fear that he will make any mistakes, which is love.

But now it's different, he's about to ascend, and all the causes and effects of this world no longer mean anything to him.

So in this last time, he must be ruthless to carry out the final biochemistry of the boy.

Tianyi knew that only in this way would this boy be qualified to reunite with him in that supreme plane in the future.

Therefore, Su Wu's sea of spiritual consciousness finally collapsed completely, and it was crushed by the immortal sound of Tianyi Zhenren into a lifeless desolate ruins.

After half a burnt of incense, Su Wu's sea of knowledge will completely fall and fall, turning into a piece of nothingness and no longer existing.

And the other disciples' spiritual consciousness sea has completed the transformation with the help of Tianyi True Immortal Yin, and they have all become extremely tenacious.

The climb continues.