Where the wind and sand are endless, heaven and earth are the furnaces.

Half of the arch, a stone for eternity.

In the extreme west of the desert, in a barren land, there is an ancient temple.

The Temple of the Ancients is right in front of you.

The Ancient Temple is the Ancient Temple, and there is no doubt that it stands alive in the sea of sand and cannot be ignored.

Though it was dilapidated, though it was deserted, though it was ruined as far as the eye could see, it was no longer a palace at all, though there was no palace, no temple, no god, no man, not a dog. But this is where the ancient temple is, but this is the legendary ancient temple, maybe hundreds of millions of years ago this was once a vast sea and this is the undersea dragon palace, maybe hundreds of millions of years ago this was a desolate and incomparably uninhabited desert -

Not by man, but by God, it is the temple of the ancients.

At least Fang Yin didn't think so.

At least Fang Yin thought it was.

can't believe it, it's like a mirage, it's like a mirror, just like that one of her.

But he is real, you can see and touch it, you can feel it completely, the hard and rough texture of the stone, and the earthiness of the scorching thickness.

It is a stone, many stones, large and small, most of which are hidden in the yellow sand.

This stone alone is the creation of God, and there is only a small sand here, how can there be so many huge stones?

The hall has collapsed, no longer the old view, but still see the stone steps, stone drums, stone corridors, stone pillars, among the wind and sand, there are traces of carving.

There are five stones in front of the hall, four stones and one stone, which seems to be an altar.

It is five, five boulders, natural and simple, four stones ring arch one stone, four petals and one stamen.

Lotus? Five-fingered? Maybe it's an altar, maybe not.

The middle one is surprisingly high and unusually wide, with an arm less than one side wide and more than ten zhang high.

The majesty is magnificent, such as the king's landing in the government and the opposition, and the four guards on the side of the dragon couch are supported.

The Ancient Temple has been found, so what?

Fang Yin fell to the ground, prostrate as if worshipping, gasping for breath for a long time, only to laugh bitterly.

No, after a lot of hard work, I walked through piles and piles of sand, and finally found a pile of broken stones, and that's it.

This is fate, this is Fang Yin's fate!

Fang Yin was exhausted, his eyes were no longer bright, and he was wheezing on the ground like a dry carp.

No more, no less, exactly ten days, Moro was indeed wise and well-informed, perhaps it was the prophecy of Togaro.

Prudence, thinking, solitude, action, choice, what is the sixth word? Fang Yin finally came to the ancient temple that the old master said, maybe his wish was about to come true.

The sixth word has already appeared.

But I couldn't see it, I couldn't find it, there was only a big stone, not a word.

Look for it, look for it, try your best to find it, crawl and kneel to find it, and you can't find the Taoist priest who can't be blinded. What Daoist Fang wants to do, Daoist Fang must do, at best, this is called persistence, this is firmness, this is unswerving, in other words, obsessive-compulsive disorder. So I searched, I started to look for it, I searched left and right, I looked for it and I searched for it, and I didn't stop if I didn't find it.

As a result, still, I can't find it.

Maybe it's buried under the sand, maybe it's gone to the sky, maybe it's never been-

After searching every stone he could find, and turning over every stone he had turned over, Daoist Fang finally understood-

It's right on top of the tallest and biggest boulder, it must be!

Naturally, Fang Yin didn't believe that Tuojialuo would also believe in the old master, Fang Yin was convinced!

And Fang Yin already has the answer in his heart, and he just wants to verify it at this time: yes, or no.

Look left, look right, look ahead, look back, look up, look down, Daoist Fang looked for it, looked for it, looked at it and looked at it.

The boulder wall is smooth, and there is not a word on it.

Looking up at the top of the boulder, the large place is enough for one person to sleep peacefully, and the word must be on the top of it, obviously. What Fang Yin had to do at this time was very simple, just ask for words on the edge of the stone, and just climb up. You must know that jumping up and down, climbing high and touching low is the director of Daoist Fang, this person is not only a wild donkey, but also a wild monkey. But there are two difficulties, one is that the feldspar is tall, smooth and difficult to climb. Second, Fang Yin was exhausted and had no strength to climb.

Fortunately, there is no endless road, and Daoist Fang still has a chance.

After looking at it for a long time, the length of the five boulders was uneven, and Fang Yin finally understood-

Like a sheng.

Giant sheng, five pipe sheng, three zhang four zhang six zhang eight zhang, four stones gradually raise the ring arch one stone, ten zhang stone.

From low to high, gradually climbing, you can get to.

Above!

Fang Yin let out a long breath, breathed down the stone for a moment, and rose up to climb the stone.

One stone and three feet, Fang Yin is seven feet, and without the light body kung fu of jumping up, he can only climb up obediently. Fortunately, the stone is not a pillar, there are still edges and corners, Fang Yin's limbs are attached and he crawls desperately with all his strength, only to feel that his hands and feet are sore, and it is extremely difficult! It was as long as a thousand years, and after a while, Fang Yin was already on the stone, but his ten fingers were in severe pain, and his knees were worn out, and he almost collapsed.

There is no sweat, and no sweat can flow.

Four zhang stone, next to the zhang, close at hand. However, it is still not easy, the desert is endlessly sandy, polishing out the oblique round stone top, people are almost difficult to stand on it, this stone jumps on that stone and falls down accidentally, and the previous work is abandoned. If it weren't for hunger and thirst, if it wasn't for exhaustion, it would have been easy for Fang Yin. But there are not many ifs, and there is no choice at this time, go on! After lying on the Sanzhang Stone for a long time, Fang Yin slowly got up, hunched his back and knees, and jumped up.

Luckily, there is no danger.

One drum of energy, followed by six zhang of stone! The two stones are also separated by two zhang of height, but the difference between them is two zhang, and it is as close as a stone's throw away, but it is actually as difficult as climbing to the sky! If it is, if it is not said if, then it will go up in one go, and Fang Yin does not think that he has a second chance to try. Four to six, six to eight, eight to ten, and there are still three levels, just take it as a test of heaven for Fang Yin, try to live or die! This time Fang Yin did not hesitate, only took a deep breath, looked up at the stone and jumped hard!

will be at the top, Fang Yin has created a miracle.

If it weren't for the method of pranayama, if it weren't for the strength of the muscles and bones, if it weren't for the years of honing and practicing, Fang Yin at this time would definitely not be able to jump into this six-zhang stone. It was a leap into the sky, and the face that fell down on his stomach hit the ground first, this one fell very badly, and the bones seemed to be miserable! The forehead corner was broken, and the blood water was in, but this instead stimulated Fang Yin's bloody toughness and donkey-like stubborn temper! Anyway, it was also open, and the six zhang stone finished the eight zhang stone, and it was fought!

God opens his eyes, God and Buddha bless, and it is one step away from ascending to heaven!

There is no road under his feet, where does he go? Ten fingers connected to his heart, the pain is like bones! Fang Yin hung on the top of the ten-zhang boulder, as if hanging on the head of the turtle-shaped boulder of Shangqing Peak, at that moment Fang Yin thought of the inexplicable old immortal. Fortunately, there are no old immortals, fortunately, they can climb with both hands, and fortunately, it is not an abyss but a pile of sand, and Fang Yin is not afraid of falling. Finally succeeded, but there was no strength, just a simple pull-up movement.

To climb the highest and most dangerous peaks, ability is useless, mental strength is useless, and physical strength is the real guarantee.

Let go of your hand, it's easy, this time no more than last time. To give up, it's easy, this time it won't be fatal. But Fang Yin didn't want to let go, but Fang Yin wouldn't give up, no matter what, Fang Yin had to verify whether that word was what Fang Yin thought in his heart, just like at this time. Suffering is not suffering, because there are ideals! Pain is also pain, but there is ambition! Smiling in the face of the bumpy fate, laughing in the face of the bleak life, that one word is of course smiling.

Laugh!