"Catching up is never a sale!"

Mao Zhenhuang looked at a huge mountain peak in front of him, and couldn't help but complain to Shen Yun in the sky, at this time, where is still the cloud road of the gold mountain, and the eye is a thousand peaks that are obliquely up and down, although the magnificent is slightly inferior to the gold peak, but it is ten times more precipitous than the mountain.

As soon as he stepped on the platform, he didn't know where he was thrown by Huayang Tianzong, and he didn't know what Huayang Tianzong's purpose was, leaving him with a confused face under this mountain, but fortunately, he was not the only one who was confused, the expression of Wei Mingcunren, who had just met in the Tang Kingdom, was not much different from his expression when he stood at the foot of the mountain.

Mao Zhenhuang Si swept his eyes twice, Zhai Lao Liu had long since disappeared, and he didn't know where he was assigned by Huayang Tianzong, so he walked up to Wei Mingcun and said to him: "You said this after standing on that platform?"

"Yes, Mao Daoyou, do you know what is going to be tested in this level?"

Wei Mingcun is a little big, Huayang Tianzong is very different from Shen Youwei, before he came, he heard that the official record of the first sect in the eastern part of the Central Continent has always been known for being biased, strange, and treacherous, and he only experienced it when he went up to this mountain in person.

"I don't know! Anyway, I know it's with the mountain. ”

Mao Zhenhuang glanced at the ropes on the cliff on the front side of the mountain, and then turned his head and looked thoughtfully at the shallower slope on the other side.

"I remember when I went up to that platform, I could see that there were two brothers before you, and I don't know where they were thrown. "The question is difficult, Wei Mingcun is not afraid, what he is afraid of is that Huayang Tianzong will divide it.

"Don't worry! having me with me shows that our Huayang Tianzong is not cheating!"

Mao Zhenhuang glanced at him and walked directly towards the mountain, he didn't know what this person's words meant, and he didn't know if the royal family had an anxious heart in front of this and other upper sects, for fear of being treated differently and cutting off their path to asking immortals.

The mountain is not big, but it is high enough, and the road to the foot of the front has branched, one to the left and one to the right, Mao Zhenhuang first looked at the end of the road on the left, pointing to the cliff, and the destination on the right is the gentle slope.

It seems that the test is mountain climbing!

The left side is dangerous enough, but looking at the hanging rope shows that this must be the fastest road, while the right side is slow but the most winding and rugged, and I don't know how far I will go around the mountain top.

After pondering for a while, Mao Zhenhuang didn't know how to choose these two paths, and the consequences of the wrong selection of the regular record every four years were very serious.

Wei Mingcun looked at Mao Zhenhuang, who was a little entangled, and said to him with a smile: "Brother Mao, I see that although the left side is dangerous, it is not easy to take a shortcut to climbing, why don't I go together?"

"Thank you! My body is too fat, I can't help my fat body in that rope, I wish Brother Wei success!"

Mao Zhenhuang said to this person, turned around and stepped to the right, leaving Wei Mingcun standing in place awkwardly looking at his figure and walking away.

"Ya is still playing tricks with me, hum!"

Mao Zhenhuang muttered disdainfully to this person, this person is afraid that Huayang Tianzong will pit him, and he will pull him, a local monk, as a back, where can Mao Zhenhuang enter his way, the word royal family is not ordinary sensitivity on the monk's head, Huayang Tianzong does not pit this person and directly dethrones it, if he really has that heart, he can't afford to worry about it.

The road is not long, Mao Zhenhuang walked half a pillar of incense time to this gentle slope, but the so-called gentle slope is only a gentle slope from a distance, but he didn't feel much slower before he got closer, and there were strange rocks between the steeps.

Mao Zhenhuang looked at such a road and regretted it a little, although Wei Mingcun's purpose did not exist, but there was such a thing as a rope in that direction, but it was much better than here.

"There is a pickaxe and a stone chisel under your feet, and you can build a hiking path by yourself!"

There was a faint explosion in his ears, and the frightened Mao Zhenhuang raised his head and glanced around.

No one!

But he knew someone was watching him at this point.

"Carve out a hiking trail?"

After Mao Zhenhuang came back to his senses, he raised his head and looked at the peak of the mountain that was high in the clouds, and a sense of despair suddenly rose in his heart.

What the hell is this Huayang Tianzong Zhenglu?

Ya's coolie is here!

Can one person build a hiking trail?

Huayang Tianzong thinks that you can, so Mao Zhenhuang can only think that he can when he pinched his nose.

I wanted to scold the person who just spoke, but thinking that the other party might be an old monster, and it was someone else's territory, Mao Zhenhuang could only look at the chisel and stone pickaxe that the other party said.

Ferric!

Not even a magic weapon, Mao Zhenhuang looked at this anger and trembled, clenched his palms fiercely to suppress the anger in his heart, and scolded the other party in his heart for not having a child, and he didn't know which person with a brain deficiency came up with a question.

This kind of formal examination is not as painful as the murder of last year's thousands of knowledge.

But complaining is complaining, Mao Zhenhuang lowered his head and began to chisel his own mountaineering road, but instead of using the broken tools given by the other party but the crown in his hand, with the other party's words, it is estimated that he will not be able to chisel a mountaineering road for ten years.

The hiking trail is not so easy to repair!

This thing is a unique ladder of the sect, there will be a number of unequal stone steps in front of the mountain gate, the short is thousand, and the more is like Huayang Tianzong, which has its own power, like the mountaineering road of the Guanlou Sect, walking on it can test its own qualifications, and the road of the entrance to the Guanlou Sect can not go down every year.

Just now, the man asked Mao Zhenhuang to build a mountaineering path by himself, although he couldn't build such a mountaineering path, but one of them still had to be done.

Each stone step must become a complete stone bar!

It can't be spliced, and it can't be pieced together with rocks, and it's absolute hard work.

Ordinary mortals want to cultivate such a thousand-step road, and dozens of people may spend a year, and the mountain grass in front of him is estimated to be at least a thousand steps to cultivate to its top.

But he didn't have a year, and Huayang Tianzong wouldn't give him a year, so he had to have a clever word, so clever that it would take him a few hours or even a few days to complete the workload of dozens of mortals for a year.

Holding the crown that was about to break, he slashed at the soil in front of him, until the hard stone that was not deep was exposed, Mao Zhenhuang's eyes suddenly lit up, and the crown was cut on it, and before he took five breaths, the first complete bluestone steps had already jumped into view.

Mao Zhenhuang raised this stone step to the tenth step one after another, bowed down and looked around, the sound that made him work just now did not explode in his ears, and Mao Zhenhuang suddenly accelerated the speed of the three-point hand with great joy in his heart.

Say nothing you can do!

As long as the other party doesn't squeak, he will die even if it is an opportunistic, and this method is much easier than digging stones and carrying and paving the bed.

Even happily, he turned his head to look at Wei Mingcun, who was climbing the rope, and when he saw that this person was actually cutting stones at the bottom of the mountain and erecting between the two ropes, Mao Zhenhuang almost lay on the ground happily.

It's a good thing I didn't go with this person!

A shortcut is a shortcut, but it's good that the rope is low, if it's high enough to a certain point, the goods are estimated to cry and faint on the cliff, and they can't stand up to this kind of back in a good body.

Seeing that there were already people under the mountain who were coming towards him, Mao Zhenhuang couldn't help but speed up the speed of waving the crown in his three hands, although it was quickly broken, but it was also the treasure of Jindan, and it was no problem to cut a stone.

In the time of half a pillar of incense, Mao Zhenhuang repaired his mountaineering path crookedly to the one hundred and forty-fifth steps, and the figure at the bottom of the mountain went up the mountain.

Mao Zhenhuang looked at this person, a little surprised.

That demon cultivator of the Kang family in Xizhong City!

Sighing loudly, the other party's nine-foot body was a little condescending if he didn't carry the stone bar with Wei Mingcun, and listening to the sound of the other party clanging and chiseling the stone bar at the foot of the mountain, Mao Zhenhuang's crown in his hand was a little faster.

Just be opportunistic and do it yourself, no need to spread the word!

And what he wants is this opportunity, Mao Zhenhuang firmly believes that Huayang Tianzong will not be placed in these two mountain cultivation paths for no reason, there must be a reason for it.

But no matter what the reason, as long as he is fast and the first to reach the top of the mountain, he won't do his for such reasons.

However, he was not happy for half an hour, when Mao Zhenhuang cultivated the stone steps to the second hundredth level, the demon cultivator of the Kang family behind him had already caught up, looking back at this, Mao Zhenhuang's eyes narrowed slightly, it seemed that the three words "stupid big man" did not apply to this person, and the efficiency of the other party was much faster than him.

The crown in his hand is full of knife qi and the stone is collapsing and cutting, Mao Zhenhuang repairs a stone staircase It takes about thirty breaths, and the opponent's feet stomp before he stomped out, not to mention that the mud directly collapsed into a deep pit, and the two short soldiers in his hand slashed on the boulder, and the stone was as fragile as tofu being cut into a slippery plane, and even the bright one could be reflected.

Mao Zhenhuang looked at this fiercely and stared at the two short soldiers in the opponent's hand, the left hand was a spear, and the right hand was a fang.

This is a pair of golden pill treasures!

He Mao Zhenhuang has never seen such a sharp weapon so far, who can cut a stone into a mirror?

Anyway, he can't have a crown in his hand, but the other party's long and rough hands are not, you can imagine how far he and the two double-short weapons in his hand will fit.