Mount Everest is 8844 meters high, is the highest peak on the earth, here is covered by ice and snow all the year round, standing at the highest place, looking at the distance, looking at a thousand miles, there is nothing to block the view, there is no sense of depression given by the reinforced concrete city in the world, people feel comfortable, can't help but want to roar loudly.

The snow covers everything in the world, and under the sun, the snowflakes reflect a crystal luster, everything seems so pure, everything seems so holy, and this is a rare pure land on earth.

The top of Mount Everest, the cold wind is fierce, the oxygen is thin, and the people are inaccessible, even if they used to wear thick mountaineering clothes, carry oxygen cylinders, carry a lot of modern high-tech equipment, go through a lot of hardships, and finally climb to the top of the mountaineering enthusiasts, but also just put on the flag, take a few photos, and hurriedly go down the mountain, the top of Mount Everest is really not a place where ordinary people can survive, this is the forbidden area of life.

At this moment, at the top of Mount Everest, Chen Jianghong is wearing a thin robe, with his hands behind his back, a smile on his face, and a serene expression, he is enjoying the beautiful scenery that is rare in the world.

The mountain wind blew his robe up, fluttering like a fairy, as if he was going to return with the wind.

Chen Jianghong stood at the highest place, he watched the sun rise from the west, shining on the white snow-capped mountains, emitting thousands of rays of light, and also watched the remnant sun like blood, sprinkling the last afterglow all over the snow-capped mountains, the white snow-capped mountains reflected a piece of blood red, and then the moon rose, sprinkling the bright moonlight, at this time the snow-capped mountains showed a mysterious dark blue.

Everything is lonely here, and there seems to be no sign of life.

Chen Jianghong was motionless, a station is three days and three nights, I don't know when, he seems to be integrated with the entire snow-capped mountain, there is no breath of life on his body, he is like a stone on the snow-capped mountain, experiencing sunrise and sunset, the sun and the moon rotate, on the third night, there was a sudden heavy snow on Mount Everest, snowflakes filled the heaven and earth, and soon Chen Jianghong's whole body was covered, and it didn't take long for the top of Mount Everest to disappear Chen Jianghong's figure, leaving only a big snowman towering on the top of the mountain.

I don't know when Chen Jianghong thought clearly, distracting thoughts, he felt as if he had really become a stone, the snow covered his eyes, but he could perceive everything around him, he sensed the mountains and rocks in the distance, the snowflakes in the sky, and the soil under the snow layer, suddenly Chen Jianghong was stunned, he sensed that not far from him, under the thick snow, there was a very ordinary weed growing tenaciously, Chen Jianghong was shocked, I really didn't expect that in such a harsh environment, ordinary weeds could also grow。

Chen Jianghong no longer senses the cold wind on the top of the mountain, the thick snow, the sunrise and sunset, but only senses the very ordinary grass.

The grass is very fragile and unfortunate, it lives on the highest mountain in the world, and is still covered under the thick snow, but it is such an ordinary grass, a grass that should have obeyed the arrangement of fate and buried under the snow layer, tenaciously fighting against fate, it takes root in the soil under the snow layer, tries its best to absorb the nutrients in the earth, and then turns it into a driving force for growth, with a delicate body, little by little to open the snow layer covering the body, inch by inch to grow up.

Chen Jianghong seems to be able to understand Xiaocao's thoughts, it does not succumb to the arrangement of fate, and it also wants to feel the sun shining and show its own style.

Three days passed, when the snow stopped, the sun rose again, and the warm sun shone on the snowman on the top of the mountain, Chen Jianghong slowly walked out of the snowdrift, squatted down, and looked at the emerald green grass exposed in the snow, the ground was snow-white, and this little bit of green was particularly prominent, although it was just an ordinary grass, because it could grow tenaciously on Mount Everest, it was not ordinary.

Chen Jianghong looked at the very ordinary grass and muttered: "Maybe it was the cold wind that blew you from the distant grassland to Mount Everest, this is the forbidden area of life, you should have been silent under the snow layer, slowly rotting, melting into the soil, but you did not obey the arrangement of fate, but dared to change your life against the sky, fight to the death against fate, desperate, tenacious growth, vowing to break through the snow barrier, to bathe in the sun, enjoy the most beautiful scenery, at this point, you are admirable, you have surpassed most people in the world." ”

"An ordinary grass can still do this step, my generation of monks, what are you afraid of, the thunder tribulation is coming, come more violently, the master is not afraid. After these three days and three nights, Chen Jianghong felt open-minded and fearless, and unconsciously, his mood improved a lot.

What Chen Jianghong didn't know was that in the past three days, when he felt that he suddenly became one with the snow mountain, he actually entered a state of epiphany, and epiphany can be met but not sought in the process of cultivation.

Chen Jianghong was originally a little afraid of the coming thunderstorm, but from that little grass, Chen Jianghong realized that as long as the monk can fight tenaciously and strive for self-improvement, he can change his life against the sky and control his own destiny.

Chen Jianghong was afraid that the aftermath of the thunder tribulation would hurt Xiaocao, so he flew out far away, then chose a big bluestone, sat cross-legged, and first laid out a defensive formation around him, as well as some strange equipment, which he prepared to deal with the Jindan period thunder tribulation, and I don't know if it has any effect.

After arranging it, Chen Jianghong calmly swallowed the first Linggu wheat.

The Linggu wheat melted in the mouth, turning into a surging wave of spiritual power, rushing into Chen Jianghong's meridians, Chen Jianghong had already prepared, and the three hundred and sixty-six Dao bases in the whole body of the "Dutian Refining Star Technique" began to absorb the text of the "Qingxuan Fengyun Record" you read Chapter 162: Rising Jindan The anti-theft mode has been enabled, and only half of the chapter and the content of the previous chapter cannot be connected. Please search for the hidden part in the back: (ruthless + water) After entering, search for "Qingxuan Fengyunlu" to watch