The summer is scorching, and the heart is like an abyss.

Defeat, death, gloom, desolation, dazedness, decadence,...... All kinds of negative emotions emerged from Shen An's bottom and filled his heart.

They were intertwined, permeating Shen An's surroundings, and the grass, trees, mountains, and rocks all lost their spirituality.

It's cold, it's cold, it's cold.

Front and back, left and right, are bottomless abysses, one wrong step and one wrong step.

Shen An was confused and confused.

Suddenly.

A sword light burst through the sky from the place where heaven and earth meet, like wind and thunder, and lightning flashed.

After pressing the sword light, a middle-aged man with gorgeous hair walked down. The whole person stood there, like a sharp long sword, wantonly and straight into the sky.

The sword eyebrows were slightly raised, and the sharp eyes swept towards Shen An.

Moment!

The cold hair exploded! The scalp was numb! The scene in front of him was changing suddenly, and it seemed that one step further would be the abyss that devoured people! Yan Wenjing's expression froze, and he pointed at the sword, and swiped lightly!

"Tear up!"

The abyss scene is shattered, and the scene in front of you is back to normal.

At this time, Yan Wenjing's momentum was extremely restrained, but the whole person revealed a dangerous aura, as if a tiger that chose people to devour, a hundred times more terrifying than before! The scabbard on his waist vibrated with a 'click', as if he was about to automatically unsheath and kill the enemy on the spot!

Yan Wenjing was slightly surprised, he naturally knew that Shen An was breaking through, and he also knew what 'like an abyss' was. Just surprised, a god and demon refining cultivator who will be comparable to the middle stage of qi refining. can actually make him have a warning omen, resulting in introverted momentum and ready to go. After shaking his head indifferently, Yan Wenjing waved his hand, and the two coffins were divided into two parts.

An Qijin and Xu Jinghe lay on the ground peacefully.

Ignoring Xu Jinghe, his eyes fell on An Qijin, and after his spiritual sense sensed that he was fine, he put down the big stone in his heart.

"Drink!"

An Qijin and Xu Jinghe, who were sleeping, suddenly heard a deep cry in their minds, as if thunder on the ground, which woke up the two of them.

In front of me, there is no longer endless darkness, and a glimmer of light shines. An Qijin woke up slowly, and the cold air made her tremble, and she felt the danger coming from her heart. When I opened my eyes, I saw Yan Wenjing, her father. With the great master of foundation building by his side, An Qijin should have felt safe, but the sense of crisis was still unabated.

Turn your head to look.

couldn't help but exclaim, "Xiao An!"

Around, Xu Jinghe is the same.

At this time, Shen An's face turned black, his flesh and blood stiffened, and the breath of death was permeating. Xu Jinghe and An Qijin were shocked.

The next moment, it was dark in front of me, and I fell into the realm of 'like being in the abyss'.

Approaching the abyss, in the eyes of many monks with advanced spiritual knowledge, is one of the best ways to temper the minds of disciples. Yan Wenjing's spiritual cultivation is not enough, and occasionally there is a good opportunity, so he naturally wants An Qijin to feel it too. And Xu Jinghe is just in passing. Hearing An Qijin call out Shen An's name, Yan Wenjing judged that he was not an enemy, and directly took out two streamers made of gold and iron from the Qiankun bag and tied An Qijin and Xu Jinghe.

Harnessed the flying sword, rushed to the sky, and left Shen An in place.

...

"The path I seek, the path I take, is under my feet. ”

"The abyss cannot be stopped. ”

Shen Anxinzhong, the cultivation of a state of mind is exerting power, making his whole person different from usual. The expression is solemn, the momentum is majestic, and the mind seems to be a knife, swinging it vigorously, cutting it with a knife, and putting it down together.

Delusional distractions are split in half.

The same is true of the abyss.

See the light again.

Shen An's physical body frantically absorbed the aura of heaven and earth, changed the tendons and bones, flesh and skin. The impurities are squeezed out and condensed into black filth on the body.

After his mind returned, he turned his palm and took out a large pile of spirit stones from the Qiankun bag, as well as the chalcedony obtained from the bottom of the Lingxu Immortal City Lake, and practiced cross-legged.

The whole person is more calm and does not move.

Like a mountain.

After a stick of incense.

Shen An opened his eyes, stood up, his skin and flesh shook, and the filth shot in all directions like arrows off the string.

The skin is fair and smooth, covered by clothing.

The breath was solid, the breath was long, and the strength was as strong as his sturdy body, which was obvious.

Gaze fell on the fragments of the coffin in front of him. Feeling that powerful sword qi, Shen An judged that it was about Lingxu Sect Yan Wenjing who came here and took Xu Jinghe and An Qijin away. Shen An couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Yan Wenjing really has a weird personality like the legend. I'm friends with Qijin, right? He left me in the midst of wild beasts and dangerous forests?

Complain but don't get angry.

After all, the Endless Land is respected for strength, and Shen An believes that it is probably because Yan Wenjing did not discover his strength and potential that it will be like this. I haven't been recognized by him yet, and I don't deserve his help. Even, he was afraid that he was not qualified to be friends with An Qijin.

"It's really uncomfortable to be slighted. ”

Shen Anxin was smiling, his competitive heart was surging, and he was determined to prove it to Yan Wenjing. After showing his potential, he can also be pulled to become his backer. With Shen An's current strength, the Spirit Ruin Sect and Yan Wenjing were tantamount to giants in his eyes. And he believes that only by standing on the shoulders of giants can we see more beautiful and farther scenery.

Shen An firmly believes.

"Ah, the mystical mist has almost dissipated again, it seems that before I go to the Spirit Ruins Sect, I also have to think of countermeasures, after all, I only have one hour a day. Shen Anxin thought in his heart, incarnated by people.

Practice with a Buddha-figure.

...

"Whoosh!"

A black shadow traveled through the deep mountains and dense forests.

Like an ape and a leopard.

Agile and fast.

Showing extraordinary strength to come.

Leaping again and again, Shen An got closer and closer to the Spirit Ruins Sect. Finally, ten miles away from the Lingxu Sect, it turned into a mountain peak and transformed into a mysterious mist. Accumulate enough time to transform into a person to show yourself in front of Yan Wenjing.

Where the Lingxu Sect is located, it is called the Lingxu Cave.

It is rumored that in the Lingxu Cave Heaven, there is a second-order mid-grade spiritual vein.

Therefore, with the Lingxu Cave as the center, the peaks that radiate the surrounding thirty miles of land all have some aura. Shen An turned into a mountain peak, deep and introverted, and was hidden by dense trees, so that no one could find it. Even if someone falls on the mountain, Shen An is not afraid. Letting the aura disappear is like holding his breath for him. And for a long time.

While refining the surrounding mountains and rocks and devouring the first-order high-grade spiritual veins, Shen An keenly felt a slight difference.

It stands to reason.

In places where there are high-level spiritual veins, the spiritual energy will not only not decrease, but will slowly increase. But the Lingxu is different, the spiritual energy in the Lingxu Cave is dozens of miles in circumference, and it actually decreases at a speed that is invisible to the naked eye. It is also thanks to Shen An is a mountain peak, and he can only detect it if he has a spiritual vein. In the state of his life, Shen An dared to conclude that even if he was a big master in the early stage of foundation building, he would not be able to feel it.

A hint of alarm rose from the bottom of my heart.

Mountains and Rivers Sect, Ye Junji, Evil Moon Sect, Spirit Vein, Interception and Killing,...... Doesn't it all add up to a coincidence?

With vigilance in his heart, he cultivated silently.

Until the mysterious mist was abundant again, Shen An turned into a human body and rushed towards the spirit ruins.

Lingxu Cave Heaven.

It is nineteen mountain peaks connected as a whole, like a winding and circling dragon with its head raised, the momentum is extraordinary, surrounding the surrounding forty or fifty miles, forming a natural spiritual mountain blessed land.

Among them, the main peak, Lingxu Peak, stands majestically between heaven and earth with the momentum of 'pulling the earth to the sky, holding the sun in your hand'.

Shen An looked up at the top of the mountain, the peak was covered with clouds and mist, and the mountain path was winding, like a ribbon falling from the clouds.

In the Lingxu Cave Heavenly Area, the number of monks gradually increased. Most of them are disciples of the Spirit Ruins Sect.

Lingxu Sect, three thousand disciples. Among them, one thousand and two named disciples are mortals who have just embarked on the path of cultivation, and they have the opportunity to become qi refining cultivators. A thousand outer disciples, all of whom are in the early stage of qi refining. Five hundred mid-term disciples of Qi refining. There are more than 200 deacons. The Great Perfection Cultivator of Qi Refining is the Eighteen Peak Masters. There are three true disciples, and one is a great master of foundation building.

There are countless mortal servants.

With so many disciples walking down the mountain, it is inevitable that they will run into each other, but most of them don't know each other, and after the senior brother and junior brother shouted, they continued to do their own thing.

Shen An bowed his head and was silent, and ran quickly.

After half ringing.

In front of Lingxu Peak, under the steps.

Shen An stood still and looked up.

"Lingxu Peak is the real mountain. Shen An sighed, "The peak is three thousand one hundred and seventy-six zhang. It is equivalent to about 10,586 meters, which is 1,472 meters higher than Mount Everest, the highest peak in the previous world. It is equivalent to the height of the highest peak of Mount Tai. Standing at the entrance of Lingxu Peak, Shen An felt incomparably small, his horizons were broadened, and he was full of unknown curiosity about the endless land.

and intense exploration**.

Past.

People are bound by life. Every day I go to school, work, make money, and work hard to buy a house, buy a car, and marry a daughter-in-law.

Travel, travel abroad, travel all over the world, travel to the ends of the earth, and even go to outer space, to the moon, to Mars,...... And so on and so forth. Waiting can only be a distant dream, and only a few people can achieve it.

And in the Endless Land.

Cultivation is going to school, working. Only by cultivating to a high level can you earn spirit stones, only by cultivating a cave can you have a flying sword, and only by cultivating a high level can you find a Taoist companion. Only then can we get out of Qingqiu City, out of Ziyi County, out of Qin State, and out of the Sword Sect's Three Hundred Cultivation True Country,...... And even to other continents. All of this depends on the hard work of the monks, and as long as they practice, they will succeed.

Everything depends on practice.

Shen Anxin had an epiphany, and he was instantly full of motivation, and he would find the dream of asking the truth, bury it deep in his heart, and give up his goal.

The eye is high and the hand is low.

Take one step at a time to reach the end.

Shen An understands that a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, does not accumulate steps, does not lead to thousands of miles, and does not accumulate small streams, there is no way to become a river and sea.

A smile gradually appeared on his face.

A kind of confidence, a radiant smile, belonging to a young person.

The pace gradually accelerated.

Less.

A majestic mountain gate hall appeared in Shen An's sight.

Sanmon Hall.

Built on a flat piece of ground, the temple gate has an area about three hundred meters in size. Three hundred meters away from the mountain gate hall was the steps that Shen An had climbed.

At this time.

Outside the temple gate, a familiar figure came into view. It was Li Baolong, the senior brother of the Lingxu Sect, and behind him, there were more than fifty disciples who had cultivated to the highest level.

Like a wolf and a tiger, they all looked at Shen An with fierce eyes.

Shen Anxin suddenly sank.

Li Baolong's words next made the corners of his mouth twitch even more.

"You. ”

"Get the hell out of here. ”

Li Baolong's voice was as light as a breeze, disdainful, which made Shen An angry.

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