When Mao Zhenhuang opened his eyes, he was already standing on the 4001st step of the MPF Peak mountaineering road, followed by a twisted resting platform.

It's like a dream!

Looking back at the complicated look, then he lowered his head and crushed the moss-mottled stone strips under his feet, it seems that what Huayang Tianzong Zhenglu tested this year is to let their group of monks complete this road.

This kind of mountaineering road counts the one under his feet, Mao Zhenhuang has walked a total of three in his life, the simplest of the Guanlou Sect, as long as he has the talent to ask the Tao and the body is not too bad, he can walk to the atrium peak of the Guanlou Sect, and the second is the mountaineering road of the swinging mang, Dao Sheng and Xuan Xian took him away, and he almost threw his life there.

And this one in front of you is not only life, but also IQ!

But fortunately, after the four thousand steps, he Mao Zhenhuang is still the leader.

But Ao Shou is not one of him at this time, but three!

"Guanlou Zongmao is really yellow, dare to ask the name of the fairy?"

Mao Zhenhuang looked past Zhai Lao Liu, and reported the mountain gate number to the white clothes who made him a little trembling with coldness.

can make Huayang Tianzong open the heavens, this person is definitely the only one in this official record!

After staying in Shao Hao Feng for a long time, he also decided to learn from the Wang family's style of doing things, even if he can't make friends, it's always good to be familiar, after all, the three widows have already suffered from him, and Mao Zhenhuang doesn't want to be an enemy at the end of this road.

"Liangzhou Guo family, Qiyan!"

The other party twitched the corners of his mouth towards Mao Zhenhuang, and walked towards the top of the stairs with an endless cold wind in his robe, not giving Mao Zhenhuang a chance to talk again.

"Hello, this mouth?" Zhai Laoliu turned his head to Mao Zhenhuang, who was stunned.

It's okay if the other party doesn't laugh, it's cold like a fairy in the snow, with a unique dusty temperament, but when he laughs, it's ugly, his stiff face brings out the inexhaustible fierce light of the crescent moon, and he snorts lightly but shows a row of sharp black teeth, like a murderer who swallows people, where does he look like a beautiful woman, but like a charm-like horror, people like Zhai Lao Liu, who eat a lot of salt, dare not look at it for a long time.

"! I'm thinking about the identity of the other party, the Guo family in Liangzhou, the other party seems to be a little different from what you and I thought at the beginning. ”

Mao Zhenhuang looked at the white figure that disappeared in the clouds and mist, and said to Zhai Da with a bald head, the surname Liangzhou is definitely famous, and Guo Shigan, the general who once died in battle under Dangmang Mountain, came from this family.

"The Xiuzhen family can exist in this world, and there are a little bit of their own chickens and dogs, just look at the ghost law on the other party, you can know that although the identity is wrong, what the other party has done is not necessarily wrong.

This kind of character is estimated to be a masterpiece in the Six Palaces, you said that you will cultivate the ghost law to such an extent, as for changing the court at this stage? Now let you Mao Zhenhuang abandon the sword and change the sword, do you dare?"

"There is a little truth, just look at the other party's style of doing things just now. ”

Mao Zhenhuang remembers clearly, the woman who killed people to fill the steps of the mountain was the first to do it, and the other party was not only cold, but also her heart.

Zhai Lao Liu said earnestly: "It's right to learn to make friends with Wang Daoning, but you can't afford this woman, don't make friends if you are a person who learns the Yin Law of the Six Palaces." ”

Mao Zhenhuang nodded after listening to the bald man's words: "Is it because of selfishness?"

"Because the environment they live in is even more cruel than the Northwest!"

"That really shouldn't be handed over. Mao Zhenhuang was a little disappointed, it seemed that none of the people he met when he stood in this position at this time were simple.

Stand taller and look farther!

This may be the origin of this statement, trapped in the back and don't say a word to such people, maybe he is still worried about the people around him stabbing each other.

"If you think about it, you will go up the mountain, and this little opportunity obtained by walking through the four thousand steps should not be wasted. Zhai Lao Liu slowly stepped up with his hands behind his back, and he could walk in front of a group of people when he came to this step, which he didn't dare to think.

"Haha~~ Bald, what do you say this level will test?"

"The last level is talent, maybe this level is bone age. ”

"You're angry!"

Where could Mao Zhenhuang not hear the sarcasm in the other party's mouth about Huayang Tianzong, this first level of Shangzong actually tested the talent is indeed a bit of a fuck, what is the use of the talent of the foundation building monk?

Besides, to be able to get this far, is the talent really important?

Ask the Heavenly Dao abutment how many floors higher it is, it's quite reliable!

"Don't dare!"

"Still angry!"

"I feel that this level is not much different from the previous level, and the body is very heavy. ”

"Huh?"

Mao Zhenhuang was puzzled after listening to Zhai Laoliu's words, and felt that it was indeed as he said, but this level is by no means a talent, and the five genera of heaven and earth have no weight.

This kind of pressure comes from the body!

"You fucking crow's mouth!" Mao Zhenhuang had a bad premonition.

"What's the hurry, if it's really the bone age, it's the bald me who fell first, not you. Zhai Lao Liu's dim eyes looked at the front and got lost, and there was a hint of solemnity for a moment, this is definitely the most fucked up Huayang Tianzong Record, and he has never had this kind of record test in the past ten sessions.

"I finally know why all the people in their twenties and eighties are here. ”

Mao Zhenhuang felt that his body was getting heavier and heavier, and he shook his head with a wry smile, this level seems to be bone age!

I can't think of anything, but Huayang Tianzong took the test like this.

And here there are very few people who stand like him in this year, Fu Lei is twenty-eight years old, Fang Da Widow and Zuo Zhen look less than double ten, maybe a little older than autumn, but they are twenty-three, like Zhai Lao Liu, who is definitely the only one behind him, and the group of swordsmen in Guanlou Sect, not to mention, seems to have a tendency to be wiped out at this pass.

"How far do you think I can go?"

Zhai Lao Liu was a little silent, and a trace of despair rose in his dim eyes, and he was already a little weak after stepping up five hundred steps one after another, and even felt that every step he took upwards weighed more than a thousand catties.

"I'll be with you as far as I can!"

Mao Zhenhuang feels much better, after all, the difference between the two sides is nearly thirty years old, but there is no comparison with Guo Qiyan, who went up the mountain together, he didn't see each other's figures at the beginning, and now he can't see it.

"Seriously, I'm content to get here. Zhai Lao Liu stopped and smiled at Mao Zhenhuang with sweat, and his smile was full of bitterness.

There are still more than 6,000 steps upward!

With such difficulties at this time, one can imagine what will happen to him at the end of his bone age.

"That's not your limit!"

"It's five hundred. ”

"Five hundred is also five hundred! There is no dead end in the world. ”

"Do you have a way?" Zhai Lao Liu listened to Mao Zhenhuang's words, and the moment of the faint flowers flashed a little light.

Mao Zhenhuang knows that it is hope!

"Go to your limit, I'll take you to cheat!"

"Good!"

Zhai Lao Liu stared at his fat face for a long time, and then laughed.

"I have heard a sentence in Dunyang City, Northwest China, that there are four major irons in life, together with a gun, together with the window, together with the dirty, and together with a prostitute, my fat man and you Zhai Bald have resisted the gun in the northwest of Daliang for 12 years, and even more prostitutes, and they have been prostitutes for 12 years.

"It's not vulgar! classmates want it, they want it!"

It's rare to meet a confidant in life, not to mention such a confidant, listening to the words of this dead fat man, Zhai Lao Liu instantly felt that it was a big regret in life that he didn't go through the same window with him.

"Why don't you leave?"

Mao Zhenhuang looked at the figure behind him, and said to this old man.

"Let's go!"

This level is the calamity of his Zhai Lao Liu, and the monk, who walks the way of congenital and natural disobedience, how can he go far on this road without a rebellious heart?

Life can be imperfect, but there can be no regrets!

Even if a pair of legs and feet weigh more than a thousand pounds, and even every step requires all the strength of the body, Zhai Lao Liu is also carrying his feet with the trace of persistence in his heart.

And this step is the 400th step!

When Zhai Lao Liu put his trembling legs on the 4,900th step, the tattered Dao robe on his body had been wet with sweat three times.

Bent his waist and gasped heavily, Zhai Lao Liu looked at the small pool of sweat dripping from himself and said to Mao Zhenhuang: "What kind of cheating method are you talking about?"

"What kind of cheating method are you talking about?" Seeing that the other party didn't squeak, Zhai Lao Liu asked him again.

But Mao Zhenhuang still didn't reply to him, raised his head and glanced at him, and there was a man in black armor holding two short soldiers standing beside him, and the two sides were standing on a step behind him and staring at each other.

Seeing this person appear in front of him again, Mao Zhenhuang's eyes were full of disbelief!

Kang Weiran!

The nine-foot demon cultivator who let him crush to death with two pillars of heavenly dragon fire.

Mao Zhenhuang was shocked when he saw the other party, and Kang Weiran saw that Mao Zhenhuang was indeed full of murderous intent, and the big hands holding the two short soldiers were even more bruised, and his eyes were even more blood-red.

And Mao Zhenhuang looked at the other party like this, and his brain instantly became even more confused.

"If I have a chance, I'll cut off the fat from your body piece by piece and feed it to the dogs! Believe me, I'll cut out 10,000 pieces of your flesh. Kang Weiran was the first to speak.

"I'll run you over when I have a chance, and you believe me, it's definitely going to be thinner than the last time. Mao Zhen Huang Yin stared at each other testimoniously, and his mouth was also unforgiving.

"Humph!"

Kang Weiran stared at Mao Zhenhuang for a long time, turned his head with the double short soldier and brushed Zhai Laoliu, who was a little confused, and strode towards the top of the mountain.

"You have a grudge against the Kang family, why don't I know!"

Zhai Lao Liu looked at the figure with murderous intent in the distance, and turned his head to Mao Zhenhuang is doubt, such a Xiuzhen family in Xizhong City, if you want to say that he has a feud, he also has a grudge in the northwest of Daliang, and this fat man in the northwest of Daliang is his subordinate, and he doesn't know what this thing is doing.

"I slaughtered him in the last level!"

Mao Zhenhuang sighed melancholy, it seemed that there was one more enemy, this time it was more than three widows.