Above the Immortal Cultivation

On the fifth day after arriving at the underground valley, Wang Lu's right index finger injury finally healed.

For the past five days, he had not been idle. He walked around the valley. What made him feel helpless was that the entire valley was forbidden to go up. No matter where he was in the valley, he could only step three feet into the air and could not go up.

At the same time, the size of the valley was almost the same as what he had seen five days ago. Except for the silent waterfall and the sharp mountain lake, there was really nothing.

He had to go back to the lake again. The waterfall was more than a hundred feet away from the lakeshore. Although there was no time limit, Wang Lu knew that there must be some mystery in it. He had to break into the waterfall as soon as possible. Going up along the waterfall was the only way.

Wang Lu gathered his magic power, flew into the air, and after reaching a height of three feet, he ran towards the waterfall. Because there was no leverage in the air, his body movement was much slower than on the ground.

Although he could use his magic power to turn the void under his feet into a leverage point similar to the earth, it was still not as good as the real earth.

Walking in the void requires a strong spiritual consciousness. Each step must be guided by the spiritual consciousness in advance to make the magic power fall into place. This is a process of combining the spiritual consciousness and the magic power.

However, this leads to close combat in the void. Because it is the mutual cooperation of the spiritual consciousness and the magic power, once the position changes at will, the requirements for the accuracy of the spiritual consciousness and the magic power must reach a very high level. This is one of the reasons why only the cultivators in the God Transformation Stage generally fight in the void.

After three breaths, Wang Lu came to the waterfall and saw the majestic but silent waterfall from a thousand feet high. Wang Lu's eyelids jumped. The feeling of seeing it from a distance is completely different from that of seeing it in person. At this time, the waterfall is like a huge monster with bared fangs and claws. Once you go deep into it, you will inevitably be torn to pieces by it.

Could it be that the test of the waterfall requires the cultivator to withstand its huge impact and then climb up the waterfall step by step?

In Wang Lu's opinion, only this explanation is reasonable.

With danger approaching, he took a deep breath, and a human-shaped foundation-building puppet was released by him, and a Thousand Layer Mountain Talisman was added to it.

Countless mountain shadows surrounded the human-shaped puppet, and Wang Lu shouted softly: "Go!"

The puppet rushed into the waterfall with a whistling sound like an arrow from a bow.

The next moment, Wang Lu was stunned, and a chill kept coming out of his heart.

The puppet was thrown into the sea like a small stone, without even a ripple, and was chopped by the waterfall like chopping vegetables and melons. There was nothing left, and the Thousand Layer Mountain was chopped cleanly the moment it touched the waterfall.

It turned out that this was a waterfall composed of countless extremely sharp knives!

Countless knives were connected one after another without any gaps, falling from a thousand feet away. Because of the large number and the roundness, it gave people the illusion that this was a waterfall composed of water, and who would have thought it was a knife!

Moreover, it was a waterfall of swords comparable to the countless and continuous spiritual swords forged by Tian Yidong for body cultivators, which were heavy enough to break the spirit and sharp enough to break the spirit!

No wonder the waterfall exuded a very bright and dazzling water light from a distance. This was not water light, but white sword light.

The swords used by so many body cultivators not only had to completely resist their crazy slashing, but also had to withstand their huge force that was heavier than the mountains. This made Wang Lu tremble all over and feel cold all over. It was too terrible.

If he had rashly entered the waterfall of swords just now, the consequences would be unimaginable, and there was no imagination, because the consequence was one word: death cannot die again!

No wonder there was no time limit for this trial, because whether there was a time limit or not, it was the same for the trialists. Once they died, there would be no concept of time!

Facing the sword waterfall that he could not break, Wang Lu had no choice but to return home in disappointment. He sat cross-legged by the lake, watching the sword waterfall falling continuously from the sky, and could not think of any good solution for a while.

The valley was empty, and even the surrounding mountains seemed lifeless. There was no wind, no rain, no sun, no day or night, no mountain birds flying across the sky, no roars of wild beasts in the mountains, and no trace of spiritual energy.

If the vitality that he could not see or the original appearance of the entire mountain was blocked by the formation, then the lack of spiritual energy was also caused by the formation?

Wang Lu could not figure it out, but fortunately, there were still a lot of spirit stones in the storage bag, so it would be no problem even if he used them for hundreds or thousands of years.

At the same time, because of the trip to the fake tomb of the underworld in the vast sea, he had long been accustomed to cultivating immortals alone, so such a lonely and quiet environment did not bring him much trouble.

Since there is no way out, then just sit and practice. It's just right to take advantage of the time when no one is disturbing me to repair all the minor injuries in my body.

Wang Lu threw away all distracting thoughts, opened his heart, and meditated with two spirit stones in his hands to practice.

A month passed. Originally, two medium-grade spirit stones were enough for him to practice for at least a month, but when he saw the four gray-white pebbles on the ground, he couldn't help but frown slightly. Could it be that because his cultivation level has improved, the spiritual power required has also increased?

Wang Lu didn't go into the reason. Anyway, there were nearly 10,000 medium-grade spirit stones in the storage bag. Even if he practiced purely through meditation, it was enough for him to practice for two hundred years.

Just like that, time flies by like a white horse. After a year, Wang Lu's hidden injuries have been eliminated by a quarter. After two years, Wang Lu's body has been restored to nearly half of its original level. Five years later, Wang Lu roared, and all the injuries in his body have been completely healed. He can finally formally improve his magic power and start practicing.

From his serious injury to his complete recovery today, more than five and a half years have passed. He has survived a disaster. Originally, this was a good thing that made him excited, but when he saw the knife waterfall that seemed to never stop emitting bright and gloomy dazzling light, Wang Lu couldn't laugh no matter what.

Suddenly, Wang Lu understood why the whole valley was still bright without daylight. Everything was caused by the knife light. This made his scalp numb again and chilled!

For five whole years, whenever Wang Lu woke up from meditation, he would look carefully for a day and a night, but the knife waterfall did not change at all, as if it was fighting with Wang Lu, leaving him helpless.

This reminded Wang Lu of a sentence he had seen before: He is strong as he is strong, the breeze blows over the hills, he is arrogant as he is arrogant, the bright moon shines on the river. At that time, he thought that this sentence encompassed a kind of leisurely and calmness of seeing through everything.

Now it seems that it is simply nonsense, completely nonsense. You are so strong, try entering the knife waterfall and see if you can still feel the freehand and unrestrained feeling of the breeze blowing over the hills and the bright moon shining on the river.

Almost at the same time, Wang Lu felt that he had no desire to live and raised his finger to curse the sky. There were not only three other cultivators and two monsters who could break through the five-story pagoda. They all had the posture of dragons and tigers and were calm and tough.

They also discovered the weirdness, power and incomprehensibility of the knife waterfall and the mountain lake. Like Wang Lu, they could only watch the two with their eyes wide open, extremely angry in their hearts, but helpless.