The death spirit was permeating Zhou Gan's body, filling his meridians, and the death intent on Zhou Gan's body rose at this moment, and the century-old weeds beside the mountain road were all under this death intent, withering in an instant and turning into flying ashes.

"Ahem..."

Zhou Qian coughed twice, there was more blood at the corners of his mouth, death is different from anger, anger represents the hope of life, and death is death and silence.

Dead, his already tired body was filled with dead air, which was even more uncomfortable, and there was an invisible pressure on his body, and he was now at the end of his rope.

The step of stepping on the sky was extremely draining, and Zhou Qian could no longer use it, and at this moment, because of the existence of dead energy, he could still stand, otherwise he would have been pressed to his knees by this pressure.

Death Qi is also a kind of aura, and it is also the only support he has at present, Zhou Qian let the death intent wander around his limbs, and even the death qi exists in the place of the spirit platform, making him look like a dead man!

"I can still walk, the mountain gate is in front of me, I can't give up!"

Zhou Qian's belief was firm, and he thought silently in his heart, now he conserved his strength, and he didn't even say a word, and after staying for a while, he stepped on ten thousand catties again.

This is not a step, just an ordinary step, and he has to stop and rest with every step he takes, accumulating strength for the next step......

These seven bells almost shook all the monks of the Qingshan Sect, the mountainside lights were brilliant, and many monks came to the mountain gate one after another, wanting to see who the person who succeeded in the seven rings was!

There were thousands of monks in front of the mountain gate, all of them looking at the children on the mountain road at this moment, with a hint of surprise and disbelief on their faces.

"Ah, it's a little doll, I'm afraid it's not even ten years old, how can you withstand the trials of the mountain road at such an age!"

A young monk said, and as soon as he opened his mouth, many monks began to talk.

......

"Senior sister, what do you think?"

On Cuiyun Peak, there are two young girls, both dressed in red, and the person who speaks is dancing the sword, and the three-foot Qingfeng turns into a streamer.

And the girl who was called Senior Sister was sitting on the stone platform at the moment, holding a book in her hand, reading it.

"Seven bells are already Tianjiao, if they grow up, they will definitely be the hope of my Qingshan Sect!"

The girl closed the book, and then walked gently down the mountain, looking at the mountainside.

"Senior sister, wait for me!"

After the sword-dancing girl saw her leave, she put away Qingfeng and immediately followed, and the two red clothes fluttered like satin, and went down to Cuiyun Peak!

"There are still thirty zhang!"

Zhou Gan's body trembled at the moment, his hands grabbed the rock wall tightly, his eyes showed a determined look, his fingers were all cut by the craggy strange stones, blood flowed out, ten fingers connected to the heart, the stinging pain penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

He could now clearly see the countless monks in front of the mountain gate, their eyes were full of surprise, and they showed a hint of admiration when they looked at Zhou Qian.

"Knock~"

The eighth bell rang, this bell rang, and Fufeng and Changmei immediately left the main hall and flew to the mountain gate!

And in a dark cave in the Qingshan Sect, there was an old man who was bound by chains, this old man had loose hair and skinny bones, and if it weren't for a pair of cloudy eyes still turning, he would seem to be a dead man.

When he heard the bell, his body trembled, and the chains on his hands and feet clanged with the trembling sound.

"My word, there is nothing wrong, there is nothing wrong!"

The old man whispered to himself, a glint in his eyes.

"This child can actually make the bell of Zhibaoshan ring eight times, it is not the reincarnation of an immortal!"

At this moment, the monks in front of the mountain gate are even more unbelievable, most of them are people who have walked one-third of the mountain road, and those who are gifted can have more than one-half, and there are only five people who may have caused the bell to ring in the past thousand years!

In a hundred years, there has not been a single person, let alone eight rings!

The people of the Qingshan Sect, except for the disciples of the sect, have to worship the mountain, Zhou Qian has successfully sounded eight times, and he is already proud in the eyes of everyone!

"Whew~"

When Zhou Gan sounded this eighth sound, he had difficulty breathing and stopped, and now there are only ten zhang left, and the dead qi on his body has almost been consumed, the limit is here, this last ten zhang, it is too difficult!

The invisible pressure was like a mountain, and he could even clearly hear his muscles and bones clicking under the pressure.

The aura in his body was all exhausted, and he was now running Zhou Tian, and he couldn't condense even a trace of aura.

The source qi of life and death has turned into shriveled seeds, which are stored in the dantian.

Ten zhang is like the next day!

Zhou Gan's legs and feet were unconscious at this time, if it weren't for the ten fingers clinging to the rocks on the mountain wall, he would almost fall, blood dripping, sweat dripping.

"Hey, I still can't walk......

Zhou Qian looked up at the sky, sighed for a while, and then looked at the essence in the eyes of the many monks in front of him, and couldn't help but shake his head, and was about to wave to give up.

At this time, a cyclone suddenly appeared in his dantian, this cyclone was like a source, at the moment of its appearance, countless spiritual qi erupted from it, and in an instant, it was filled with meridians all over the body, and the seeds of life and death in the dantian were gradually full and emitted crystal light when this cyclone appeared!

"This ?......"

Zhou Qian couldn't believe it at all, he clearly felt the aura in his body at this moment, and he had strength again.

"Could it be ?......"

Zhou Qian carefully recalled what this sudden cyclone was, and after meditating, he realized that it was a cup of tea that the ferryman invited him to drink!

At that time, he drank it all, and the clear stream was not all transformed, but some were left, turned into a cyclone, and stored in his body!

"God help me!"

After Zhou Qian's steady breathing, a trace of excitement flashed in his eyes, although there was still invisible coercion, but he was full of vitality and aura at the moment, even if the ten zhang coercion was against the sky, he could break through with all his strength!

"Shhh...... Click..."

He tore off a corner of his clothes, wrapped his fingers, and continued to take a step through the pain.

It may be this feeling that it is difficult to ascend to the sky, the spiritual power in the body is running wildly, almost all of it is rushing to the calves, but it is still difficult, as if falling into a quagmire!

One step, two steps, three steps......

"Could it be that this baby can succeed nine rings?!"

The monks at the mountain gate were all surprised, they were very excited at the moment, they only knew in the legend that the head of the sect had nine rings, but after all, it was a thousand years ago, they had not witnessed it, and now, they were very likely to witness it in person, although it was not themselves, but it was still exciting.

"Come on!"

I don't know who started first, and the appearance of this cheer made everyone shout!

"Come on!"

The sound is like the waves, shaking and roaring, overwhelming the mountains and the sea.

Zhou Qian clearly heard the sound of cheering, and at this moment this voice seemed to have turned into power, and he was getting closer and closer to the mountain gate step by step!

The night sinks, and the moon shines. Star sparse. Crowds.

At this moment, Zhou Qian had already come to the mountain gate, and when he looked up, there was the plaque of the Qingshan Sect, and he was only one step away!

The spiritual power in his body was all stagnant under the tremendous pressure, unable to function, and the pressure here exceeded all the previous ones, and breathing seemed to have become the biggest problem.

At this time, at the top of the Qingshan Sect, the Qingshan Bell seemed to be about to make the ninth sound, as long as Zhou Qian took the last step, the ancient bell was majestic, and the ripples around it were about to ring.

Feixian Peak, the most sacred place of Qingshan Sect, the peak of the master.

In a magnificent golden hall, there is an old man sitting cross-legged, dressed in a purple robe, with the outline of a green mountain on the robe, like a fairy god, he seems to be silent here.

When the ripples of the green mountain bell rose, the purple-robed old man opened his eyes, and the entire green mountain trembled when he opened and closed, and stars appeared in his eyes.

In the mountain behind the green mountain, there is a pool, the water of the pool is clear, there is a sloppy old man holding a fishing rod in his right hand on the edge of this pool, fishing leisurely, but there is nothing in the fish cage next to it.

"His grandmother's, in the middle of the night, this broken bell is nothing to call blindly, and the fish of labor and management are scared away, his grandmother's!"

The sloppy old man held a stick in his left hand and gestured on the ground, as if he was very angry!

"No more fishing, his grandmother's!"

He threw the fishing rod directly, kicked over the fishing cage with his hands and feet, and walked away scolding......

Zhou Qian was about to take a step at this moment, his legs had been raised, and he was about to step down .......

But a sentence suddenly came back to his mind: "Don't be the first person!"

This voice was recalled by him at this moment, I don't know if it was a coincidence, he thought for a moment, this hesitation, the cyclone disappeared immediately, and the aura in his body also disappeared, and then Zhou Qian only felt that it was dark in front of him, and the sky was spinning!