The Ten Directions of Heaven and Earth

"I……"

After a long time, Yichen slowly recovered. He looked at the girl in front of him and shook his head, "It's okay. I just scared you."

"Hmph!" Nishang tilted her head, her face looked unhappy, and she pursed her lips and said, "I was just joking with you, but who knew you would take it seriously? How stingy, huh."

"Hug, sorry..."

Yichen rubbed his forehead, feeling that he had been in a trance for the past two days since the headache that night. Even he couldn't explain why he was like that just now.

Another month passed. According to Xuanqing Sect's rules, in the first three months, disciples who have been under Qizun's sect for just three years must come to Tianchi Valley every day to practice their sect's Taoism. After three months, they must come every three days. , come once every seven days after one year, and after three years if the Taoism is successful, come once a month to be tested by the elder who teaches the technique. ✺

The disciples of Tianchi Valley come from the seven peaks, but the Xuanqing Sect also has very strict sect rules. The disciples of the Seven Peaks are only allowed to exchange the general Taoist methods of their sect, and are never allowed to teach each other their respective XuanGong mental methods in private. Otherwise the consequences will be serious.

Over the past month, Yichen's Taoist cultivation has not made any progress. No matter how hard he works day and night, he has even brought the magical effect of the black bronze mirror to its extreme. His Taoist cultivation has always stayed at the early stage of "refining Qi" and it is difficult to achieve anything. breakthrough.

On the other hand, most of the others have initially mastered some Xuanqing Taoism. However, due to his insufficient stage of Taoism, it has always been difficult for him to get a glimpse of those profound Taoism. Gradually, he has been alienated and even been ridiculed by many people. It is said that the world-famous Lord Yaoguang has accepted a stupid apprentice.

Perhaps this is the state of human nature, and even the Taoist cultivators who are far away from the world are no exception. If he were not Ling Yin's disciple, if he was not in such a high position, then no one would notice him, let alone Go sarcastic.

At the beginning, the two elders Song and Bai would guide him carefully, but gradually, even the two elders seemed to give up. After a month, others would make progress no matter how bad they were, but he seemed to be unable to do anything no matter how he practiced. It's like a stone sinking into the sea, without any effect, not even a ripple. ˜”*°•.˜˜.•°*”˜

Unknowingly, even the two elders gradually became a little discouraged. In terms of cultivation alone, they had never seen such a disciple with such poor qualifications. They were like a stone that could not be carved.

The sky was clear and clear that afternoon, and it was the day when the elder Chuan Gong was testing his disciples' Taoism. Yichen learned nothing and felt bored, so he simply left Tianchi Valley, flying aimlessly with his sword, every day. Encountering a dangerous place, I climbed up on the Lingxian steps. I didn't know where I had arrived. I gradually felt the coldness of the mountain wind. In a blink of an eye, I realized that I had arrived at the "Lianfeng Terrace" last time.

I saw several peaks connected in the distance, and the top of the Tongtian Pillar on the platform seemed to be connected to the sky, which added to the sense of splendor of this place.

For some reason, Yichen heard Mei Jianyi say last time that this is the place where disciples who have committed serious crimes are judged. At this time, he felt a chill coming over him. He slowly got closer with his flying sword, but the closer he got, the closer he got. The platform felt more and more awe-inspiring.

The closer you get, the more steep the terrain becomes. It seems that if you don't pay attention, you will fall off the cliff and be shattered into pieces. There are only fourteen big characters carved on a steep cliff.

Even if the peaks are gone, the sky is not full, and withered pines hang upside down against the cliffs.

But seeing that these fourteen characters were written with such vigor and that they were in perfect harmony with the cliff. Even after thousands of years of wind and sun, they still had not faded even a bit. I couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion, thinking that these fourteen characters were used to describe the precipitousness and beauty of this place. Majestic, no matter how good it is.

At this time, I suddenly heard an old chant coming from the cliff of the empty valley in the distance, "The road to Shu is difficult, it is difficult to reach the blue sky..."

The voice came from behind the Lianfeng Tower, and when combined with the sound of the cranes in the sky, it seemed even more distant. Yi Chen couldn't help but feel something in his heart. Although it was only eight short words, it seemed to tell the story of all the vicissitudes of the world, and how mortals could cultivate immortality. Asked, why is it so difficult? I can't help but think that it's been difficult for me to improve my Taoist practice these days. Isn't this why it's "difficult to reach the sky"?

For a moment, Yichen couldn't calm down. He wanted to see which old immortal was practicing Taoism on this cold mountain. But he was afraid of being disrespectful, so he got off his flying sword and walked towards the valley where the sound came from.

After about half a stick of incense, Yichen arrived at the cliff behind the Lianfeng Platform. He saw that the cliff was about 10,000 feet high and had no bottom. It was much more steep than other places in Xuanqing Mountain. I was afraid that the immortal would come from here. If it fell, it would be difficult to leave a whole body.

Even though he has now mastered sword control and Lingxian Steps, he can't help but feel a bit chilly at the height, and he can't help but be cautious when he steps. There is nothing steeper and more terrifying in Xuanqing Mountain than here.

After walking for a while, Yichen heard the sound of "rustling" sweeping the floor not far away. It was winter, Tianshu Peak was surrounded by spiritual energy, and the vegetation in other places was not declining, but here alone the mountains were high and windy, and the leaves had fallen. The ground was full, and it couldn't help but look a bit desolate.

The man who swept the floor was a skinny old man, wearing a blue and white Taoist robe that had long been washed away. Compared with other immortal elders of the Xuanqing Sect, this old man seemed too ordinary.

Yichen couldn't help but feel a little curious. How could there be an old man sweeping the floor here in such a dangerous place? Such a large area was swept away and covered with fallen leaves. When will spring return?

After standing in the distance and watching for a while, Yichen saw the old man sweeping the floor with a leisurely expression. He seemed not to notice anyone coming, but he couldn't sweep away all the fallen leaves on the ground. After sweeping this area, another area was covered with fallen leaves. Then he said, "Uncle, do you want me to help you?"

"Young man, it's dangerous here. What are you doing here?"

The skinny old man spoke slowly and leisurely swept the fallen leaves on the ground. When Yichen saw him talking to him, he no longer seemed so out of touch and walked slowly over. But it was very cold here. The closer he got to the cliff, the colder it became. It made him feel terrified, as if his legs were almost weak. How could there be such a terrifying cliff in Xuanqing Mountain? Curiously, he asked, "Uncle, where is this place? Why are you sweeping the floor here alone?"

"This place... is called 'Immortal Burial Cliff'."

"Bury...Bury Immortal Cliff!"

Yichen immediately felt the hair on his back stand on end, trembled all over, and quickly stepped back. Looking at the cliff at this moment, he felt even more eerie and terrifying. How could the Immortal Gate Holy Land have such a terrifying name? This was too unlucky, so he asked again, "Uncle, why is this place...called such a name?"

The old man took the trouble to tell him, "Because even if an immortal falls here, his whole body may not be found."

"ah?"

Hearing what he said, Yichen even subconsciously stepped back. Only then did he feel waves of powerful spiritual power coming from the bottom of the cliff. He suddenly remembered that his master had told him that the Xuanqing Seven Peaks would seize the opportunity. The heaven and earth were created by seven stars, and a spiritual vein of the earth was suppressed under the mountain.

Could it be that this is where the spiritual powers of the seven peaks meet? No wonder, the spiritual powers below converge like thousands of sharp knives. Even if an immortal falls, he will be caught in it and be torn to pieces by the power of heaven and earth in an instant. .

"How did you get here?"

The old man finally stopped the broom in his hand and looked at him. When Yichen came back to his senses, he thought that no one in Tianchi Valley wanted to see him, and did not dare to return to Zixiao Peak so early. He couldn't help feeling a little miserable and said, "I walked around and came here."

"in this way."

The old man began to sweep the fallen leaves on the ground again. Yichen stood aside and watched for a while, then curiously asked, "Uncle, when I came here just now, I saw a giant sword on the stage over there, but the sword was cut off by someone. That Who cut off the sword, does uncle know?"

The old man's wrinkled hands suddenly trembled slightly, but this momentary change disappeared instantly, and he just said calmly, "A person who has been removed from the list."

"Ah?" Yichen became even more curious and asked, "Does uncle know who he is?"

"You want to know?"

The old man suddenly stopped the broom in his hand and looked at him.

"Yeah!"

Yichen nodded vigorously. He had always been curious about the past of Xuanqingmen, but the master was cold and cold all day long and would not say much to him, let alone the past events of Zixiao Peak three hundred years ago. . He was actually very curious about the past events of Zixiao Peak, but in the huge Xuanqing Sect, there seemed to be no one who knew about it, and the elders were even more secretive and avoided talking about it.

The old man took a deep breath, looked at the half of the giant sword in the distance with a pair of cloudy eyes, and said slowly, "This is the most qualified disciple I have seen in hundreds of years."

"Ah?" Yichen lowered his head and said secretly, "Is there anyone more powerful than the master..." Before he finished speaking, the old man looked at him and said, "The qualifications of your master in the past were not inferior to him, but they were not inferior to him either. above."

"Huh? Uncle, does he know who my master is?"

The old man began to clean the fallen leaves on the ground again, and said slowly, "Without Ling Yin's Ling Xian Steps, how would you, a little boy, be able to climb this mountain peak?"

"hey-hey!"

Yichen grinned. He had always been looked down upon by others in the past month, and now he finally met someone who could affirm him. What the old man meant was that no matter how high the Taoism of those disciples were, no matter how well they learned Taoism, they would not be able to come here. At the same time, he also said that Master's Lingxian Step was the most powerful.

"Ah, uncle, you haven't told me yet, what is the name of the person you just mentioned?"

"His name is Shen Cangming." The old man said slowly while sweeping the floor.

"Shen Cangming..."

Yichen lowered his head and thought for a moment. Last time he heard Master Uncle Mei say that Lianfengtai was the place where people who committed serious crimes were tried. So what did Senior Shen Cangming commit back then? Then he continued to ask, "Senior Shen, why did he cut off the giant sword of Lianfengtai with one sword?"

The old man did not answer his words, but asked, "What if one day, everyone in the world says you are wrong, but you yourself think you are right?"

"I……"

Yichen lowered his head and thought carefully. His master was Lord Yaoguang, so this kind of thing would never happen to him, but he still said, "If it were me, then I would do whatever it takes, even if it means death." , but also to prove his innocence.”

"Well..." The old man nodded slightly and said calmly, "Back then, he jumped from this Immortal Burial Cliff."