The various schools of heaven and earth, Confucianism, Buddhism, Taoism and other sects, each practice differently, so the division of the realm is also different.

Even if they are both Taoist schools, each realm is different because of the different cultivation methods.

Although there are differences, the cultivation of all parties is roughly divided into nine steps, and above these nine steps, it is the fairyland.

For the cultivation of these nine steps, each family has different realms, and most of them have different names, but when they are combined, they are called the Nine Heavens.

The Ninefold Jade Tower, which corresponds to the ninefold heaven and earth in cultivation, also points out the way. But the way has been pointed out, but after all, we still have to be down-to-earth and move forward step by step.

Every time a heavy building is pushed, it is still necessary to learn to cultivate essence, refine qi, store spirits, reconcile dragons and tigers, and catch and fill in the obstacles; it is still necessary to move the furnace and change the tripod, and the gossip is reversed; and it is still necessary to cultivate immortals and practice the Tao, which is not an easy task.

He looked up to the sky and sighed.

"When others face the path of cultivation, they still have to explore step by step to clear the fog. ”

"However, I have no immortal roots, and the road in front of me is clear, but it is as if I was born without legs and feet, and cannot walk on this smooth road. ”

"There are no shortcuts in cultivation, but for me, even if there is a shortcut, what can I do?"

"If you don't have a fairy root, it's like you don't have any hands and feet. ”

"Don't talk about walking, even if you climb on this fairy road, it's hopeless......"

Despite this, he never slackened off and never stopped practicing every day.

He imagined that there was a bright moon above his head, so he divided into six, shining all the dirt and clear his thoughts.

Then in my mind, there was a nine-fold jade tower.

The nine-fold jade building, located in the moonlight, is in the mist, mysterious and far-reaching.

Qing Yuan changed to the route of luck recorded in the Huangting Immortal Sutra, and his mind turned into illusory power and collided with the first jade tower.

And the gate of the jade tower failed to open after all.

It's just because he doesn't have immortal roots and bones.

......

In the state of impurity in June, the head is clear and everything is clear.

For some reason, Qingyuan's perception was much clearer than usual.

At this time, he suddenly felt cold, and suddenly felt cold.

A chill rises from the back bones and rises to the back of the head.

In an instant, the palms of his hands were covered with cold sweat.

Qingyuan suddenly looked up, and saw that the moonlight above was gone, and another light shone down.

That's not the light.

That's the gaze.

There is an eye above it, and the pupil is bluish.

Although he couldn't get a glimpse of it, Kiyohara knew that it was an eye, an incomparably huge eye.

Suddenly, the eye receded.

The moonlight was unobstructed, and it fell again, soft as water, but it seemed a little cold.

The chill in Qingyuan's heart was heavier, penetrating the bone marrow.

"Let's go!"

He didn't hesitate, shouted loudly, and immediately jumped up and hugged Xiao Yu.

And when the mandrill was discovered in Qingyuan, it noticed something different. It has grown up in the mountains since childhood, and its life is between hunting and capture, and it is extremely agile.

When Qingyuan picked up Xiao Yu, the mandrill came to the door and raised his hand to overturn the door.

But it didn't run away immediately, turned around, and said in a low voice: "Hurry up......"

Kiyohara followed it out the door.

Rumble!

I had just walked out of the room, and I had not taken a few steps, and then there was a loud noise behind me.

Then a strong wind, mixed with countless wood chips, swooped behind him.

Kiyohara only felt a sharp pain in his back, and then threw himself forward and rolled a few times. He stood up, not looking, knowing that his back was covered in blood.

It was only because the sawdust was flying, and with the strong wind, it pierced the clothes and pierced the flesh.

"What's going on......"

He hurriedly glanced back, only to see that the original grass house was gone, and on the top of the mountain, a huge head was replaced.

The skull was twenty feet square, extremely large, with long red hair growing on the top of its head, it had a cyan and rugged face, and its eyes were turquoise, and it looked hideous.

But I saw that it had sharp fangs, and its mouth was tightly closed, and there were many sawdust hay in its mouth.

It actually bit the entire grass house in one gulp.

"Let's ...... away"

The mandrill seemed to recognize it, and it was so frightened that it flew out of the sky, ignoring the amazing aura of the fire talisman and the long knife on Qingyuan's body, grabbed his arm, and hurriedly ran down the mountain.

Qingyuan's heart was awe-inspiring, and he was covered in cold sweat.

He hugged Xiao Yu and fled with the mandrill.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the head had been raised.

It was a giant like a mountain.

It has a huge head and tusks, but its body resembles a human, with knotted muscles and muscles, like an ancient god and demon. It stood up and was more than 100 feet high.

And this mountain peak is only knee-high.

Then it lifted its feet and stepped forward.

The mountain was in front of it, and it raised its foot and kicked it to pieces.

It's like a child who lifts his foot and kicks a mound of sand and dirt.

But this is not a pile of sand, but a mountain peak, on which there are countless plants and trees, countless creatures, birds and beasts, and the inside is condensed by rocks, which has stood here for an unknown number of years, and in the precipitation of the years, it is extremely solid.

But in front of the giant's eyes, it was still kicked to pieces.

Countless rubble, splashed in all directions.

Gravel can be as big as a house or as small as dust.

There was even a huge rock, as big as a house, that flew dozens of miles away and smashed into the opposite peak.

Smoke billowed and obscured the bright moonlight.

Landslides, ground cracks.

......

Qingyuan only felt that his foothold was unstable, and then completely shattered.

He accompanied the rocks, flew in the air, and fell down.

During this time, a boulder was smashed from the side.

"Oops. ”

Qingyuan didn't know how to resist, so he had to hold Xiao Yu tightly with his left hand, and hit it with an iron rod with his right hand.

The iron rod touches the boulder.

There was a huge force coming from the front.

It is like a vast mountain and river, which cannot be stopped by manpower.

Kiyohara was shaken, opened his mouth and spat out a large pool of blood, and then fell into darkness.

It was pitch black.

In the darkness, in the void.

There is only dead silence and dullness.

......

"You...... In the ......"

Darkness and dead silence, in a low, hoarse voice, were lifted in a corner.

Kiyohara, who was already a little injured and almost suffocated, only felt that his breathing was suddenly smooth.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that the mandrill had moved away from another rock.

It turned out that he was lucky enough to be buried in a crevice in the rock, surrounded by rocks blocking the boulder that was pressing down on it. But it was also thanks to this mandrill that it had removed some of the smaller rocks above it to expose the void and avoid being trapped here.

Qingyuan pushed Xiao Yu up and reluctantly said, "Pull the child up first." ”

The mandrill took the child, and then reached out his hairy hand and pulled Kiyohara up.

Qing Yuan only felt that the hand was extremely rough, strong and powerful, but there was no longer the threat he felt before, but he was somewhat relieved.

......

The smoke and dust still covered the sky, as thick as clouds.

But it's in ruins.

"What the hell is that?"

Kiyohara looked at the mandrill with a look of fear in his eyes, and he also had palpitations in his heart, and asked, "What is it?"

"It is said that ...... That...... Be...... Mountain gods. ”

Mandrill's speech was still not fluent, but he was probably able to speak clearly.

"Mountain gods?"

Qingyuan's eyes were slightly condensed.

It is rumored that there are mandrills and the like, some of whom have higher cultivation skills, and often occupy one side, calling themselves mountain gods, making waves, and dominating one side.

But the one who is suitable is obviously not a mandrill.

The mandrill paused, and then said, "It's ...... Wang, Yamanaka...... They all call it ...... Great Mountain Demon. ”

Qingyuan whispered, "Great Mountain Demon?"

He looked south.

In the distant sky, there is a figure upside down.

Even if it was far away in the sky, it could still be seen that it was a figure.

If it is an ordinary person, it can only be as small as dust.

But this figure, even if it is far away, can still be seen clearly.

Because it's so huge.