Shennong Mountain is more than 1,000 miles away from Kaiyuan City, in the vast mountains in the northwest. Jiang Ming was concerned about Qin Si's safety, and he didn't dare to delay at all.

Although the road was rocky and the ravines were extremely difficult, everyone traveled day and night, and finally arrived after three days.

Come to the mountain gate. I saw two humanoid stone statues more than 100 zhang high standing on both sides of the wide mountain gate, the broad sword in their hands was more than one zhang wide, dozens of zhang long, just like that, they were on the ground with both hands, and they looked awe-inspiring like two gods, majestic, majestic, majestic.

Behind the two statues, there is a white jade stone step three or three zhang wide, hidden in the clouds and mist, looking at the mountain gate, as if the road to the sky, infinitely extending into the sky.

There were no guards guarding the door, and Jiang Mingshen moved. Immediately, a powerful and incomparable divine sense swept through the mountain gate, and someone had already discovered them.

After a while, I saw a middle-aged man flying in the air from the valley, stopping at a height of ten zhang in the middle of the two stone statues, and said condescendingly: "Who is coming?"

Everyone dismounted, Jiang Ming arched his hand and said loudly: "Jiang Ming of Qin State, come by appointment!"

The man said with a blank face: "Wait a while, I'll go and pass it on." Then he turned and flew into the valley.

"See, according to legend, only those who have broken through the Shinto realm are qualified to enter Shennong Mountain to continue their cultivation. Isn't there as many high-level cultivators as dogs?" The little fat man's eyes flashed with little stars, and he didn't know whether he was frightened or excited.

"You mean you mean you don't have to fight this time?" said the little fat man deliberately gasped and pretended.

"Of course not, wouldn't we have no bones left when we fight with them?" Jiang Ming also pretended to be very scared.

The Qin State monk who followed glanced at them helplessly and turned his head away.

"It doesn't matter, the things in this world can't be separated from the word 'reason', the more profound the cultivation of the people who have attained the Tao, the more unavoidable they are, the higher their cultivation, the higher their status, the more they rely on their identity, they will naturally be trapped, there is nothing to be afraid of..."

The little fat man has recently practiced to a certain stage, rarely drinks alcohol, and his body has developed rapidly, although he is still chubby, but he has experienced a lot of running around with Jiang Ming this year, plus he is already precocious, and he has some adult resolute lines on his face, but the vicissitudes of life in his dark eyes are becoming more and more obvious.

In a short time, the messenger returned, and slowly landed in front of the people.

"Please. The man looked at the ground and made a gesture, deliberately not wanting to make eye contact with the crowd, nor responding to the crowd's salutes, and his face was cold and arrogant, clearly looking down on them.

"Sample, when the fat man recovers completely, he won't be able to shoot you!" The little fat man was angry when he saw this snobbish dog minion, and sneered in his heart.

They tied their horses at the mouth of the valley and followed the cultivator into the valley.

Since the existence of the Cultivator Alliance, it has been operating here for thousands of years, and its vast territory looks inferior to the Jixia School Palace on the surface, but the floating immortal islands float in the clouds and mist, the colorful glow is steaming, and the mist is murmuring all year round, and it looks ethereal and dusty like the Immortal Daofu.

Jiang Ming couldn't see it in the past, but since he studied the formation that sealed the Xuanfrost Dragon, he could already see some mysteries: "I'm afraid that this place is all within the formation, and every place may be an independent small world, and what you see in front of you is just the tip of the iceberg." ”

The mountain road is difficult to walk, and everyone climbs the stairs all the way. Out of respect for the Cultivator Alliance, it is also a requirement of the Cultivator Alliance. Outsiders cannot fly or leap into the mountains with Taoism.

But this Shennong Valley is also strange, the valley is deep for a long time, but there is not a single person who guards it. But Jiang Ming and the little fat man could feel that at least ten pairs of eyes were staring at them coldly in the dark at this time. If they dare to make any unusual moves, I am afraid that they will be suppressed in cold blood immediately, and their lives and deaths are unpredictable.

The more they walked in, the more they felt an inexplicable pressure on their bodies increasing, their heartbeats getting faster and faster, and their bodies were very tired and tired. This is not possible even for beginners to hike the mountain.

There must be some kind of formation or force field in this mountain that is invisibly suppressing them.

After walking for about half a stick of incense, there were already a few armor soldiers of the Blood Wheel Realm who couldn't support it, and they squatted on the ground and sweated on their heads. Jiang Ming arranged for them to rest on the spot, and waited in the valley after leaving, so they didn't have to go up.

After walking for a while, the pressure was still multiplying, and the monks of the Qin State who were gradually brought in fell one after another, leaving only Jiang Ming and the little fat man, the two of them had deep Yuan Strength, and they both had their own secret methods, although they were already sweating profusely at this time, but they were determined to continue to move forward.

At this time, I saw the cultivator turn around and say expressionlessly, "It is rare for two of you to be able to come here in the realm of Shinto. But I had to remind the two of them that the more difficult the mountain road became, and I advised them to give up at any time if they didn't support it. This little brother can go down the mountain, Jiang Ming stays and is directly imprisoned. ”

Jiang Ming and the little fat man glanced at each other, and the corners of their mouths suddenly twitched, ignoring the existence of that person, and laughing at the same time, laughing very arrogantly.

The man looked unpleasant, snorted coldly, and continued to lead the way, but deliberately walked faster and faster.

Jiang Ming and the little fat man did not show weakness and followed closely behind. Drops of sweat oozed from his forehead, and his feet grew heavier and heavier as if they were about to grow on the stone steps.

After walking for about half an hour, the two of them had reached the limit of their bodies, especially the little fat man, who was sweating like rain, and the two of them were completely supported by the stubbornness in their chests.

At this time, the little fat man took out the wine jar and poured two sips by himself, and then laughed and handed it to Jiang Ming, Jiang Ming raised his head and poured it, only to feel that the knife-like hot liquid flowed into his body, and the pain was unbearable at first, but after a while, it turned into a stream of heat to nourish the whole body, which shocked his spirit!

"Damn, the little fat man didn't take out this good thing a long time ago, this is obviously liquid Yuan Li!" Jiang Ming muttered secretly.

Later, the two of them were like a mountain on their heads, and every step they took consumed a lot of mental energy, and they almost forgot their existence in a daze, only one voice kept shouting in their hearts: You must climb up, you must climb up at one point!

The last stretch of the road was even more inhumane. It was a long staircase that was almost vertically upward, and it was even more difficult to walk. The two of them almost stopped one step at a time, almost collapsed, and could only keep pouring wine into their mouths, and their eyes were still full of golden stars.

Fortunately, there were chains on both sides of the three-foot-wide steps to grasp, and the two of them couldn't help trembling their calves at this time, so they had to grab the chains with their hands, pull their bodies alive, and climb up step by step.

By the time the two reached a summit platform, it was noon. The two of them, soaked in sweat, lay straight on the smooth and flat white jade ground, gasping for breath, their faces were pale but they clenched their fists and laughed unscrupulously.

The sun was shining, and almost the entire Shennong Valley was covered in the unyielding and wild laughter of the two teenagers.