Above the Immortal Cultivation

In the other three identical secret realms in this space, a young girl in a green dress was lying on a pink, antique embroidered bed in a powder tent. A pair of purple eyes bloomed in the sky blue pupils, which was very charming. She was also one of the ones who passed the five-layer pagoda test.

She was a member of the Tianqing Rat clan, which was quite rare in the wild sea. The general Tianqing Rat was only a fourth-level monster, but she found a purple spiritual fruit in a mysterious tomb in the wild sea, and then broke through to join the ranks of the fifth-level monster.

The innate magical power of the Tianqing Rat is the innate speed and pupil method. Their blue eyes can see through most of the restrictions and formations. However, after she mutated by swallowing the purple spiritual fruit, she had a pair of magical eyes, blue with purple, and more than 90% of the restrictions or formations could be seen through by her. At the same time, her spiritual awareness reached a very terrifying level. She could successfully avoid any danger.

So, relying on her mutated innate magical power, she crossed nearly one-fifth of the vast sea, found seven or eight of her kind, and planned to organize them to establish the power of the Sky Blue Rat in the vast sea.

Who would have thought that when she was fighting for territory with a level six flame tiger, the magical silver light abducted her without any explanation.

She passed the test of the fifth level of the treasure temple with her own talent at the cost of near death, and was teleported to this mysterious valley.

During the trial, she got a transformation pill, so she turned into a human form.

However, she was different from Wang Lu and others.

When she saw the knife waterfall, she felt that if she forced her way into it, she would definitely die, but as time went by, the strong danger from the knife waterfall gradually receded like a tide, although it was very slow, but one day, it would recede, and by then, she would not have to crack it, and the knife waterfall would disappear automatically.

So, she took the transformation pill and turned into an extremely beautiful young girl. However, she had very few spirit stones on her body, and she was also very lively. So she decided to wait quietly and be a quiet girl.

In the other two secret realms, one was the Xuanyang elder of the Northern Nanming Sect, who was in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, and the other was Cai Que, who was at the peak of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul of the Caiyu Clan. Although they were both strong in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, they were still helpless in the face of the knife waterfall. They tried their best but had no way out.

Both of them were determined, but due to their qualifications, they only had two or three hundred years left to live. After the trial of the five-story pagoda, they almost exhausted their potential, which directly reduced their lifespan by nearly one third.

Although there were corresponding rewards for passing each level of the pagoda, those rewards were not very helpful to them.

They all knew that if they passed the test of the valley, they might be able to soar into the sky, but facing the terrifying waterfall, they really exhausted their minds and tried their best, but they could only sigh in despair.

They did not have the determination to die, and could only face their loneliness and the cold valley, silently waiting for the arrival of death. This powerless frustration made them feel deeply desperate: every day that passed, the despair of being closer to death.

In the secret realm where Wang Lu was, he stood under the smooth mountain on the side of the lakeshore, almost tightly attached to the ground of the mountain, and in front of him was the mountain lake within reach.

He looked deeply at the waterfall, the wooden house, and the mountain lake, and his eyes revealed a tenacity of the wind.

He once again confirmed his method!

He roughly estimated that he should have nearly 600 years of life left.

As the ancients said: If you work hard, you can grind an iron rod into a needle. He also wanted to show the spirit of water dripping through a stone, hoping that he could solve this seemingly unsolvable but actually very simple puzzle in his lifetime.

He used all his strength and poured his magic power into his hands. The Poling came to his hands like lightning. He held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and stabbed the ground with the weight of the Poling plus its sharpness and his own strong physique and magic power.

With a loud "clang", a large piece of sparks came out, almost shaking off his hands holding the sword.

His hands trembled slightly, and his whole body trembled. It was too hard, dozens of times more than the silver Gang.

Wang Lu had already experienced the hardness of the ground, because even the Shenxing Earth Escape Talisman had no effect on it, let alone opening the ground with a sword.

However, when he saw the sparks coming out, Wang Lu was relieved: what he feared most was that he would strike with a sword and there would be no movement, which meant that this place was already comparable to the indestructible diamond. The generation of sparks meant that this place was not unbreakable.

This spark, like a bright lamp, completely illuminated Wang Lu's path forward.

"Dang"

"Dang"

"Dang"

......

The sound of the continuous collision between the Soul-Breaking Sword and the ground continued to echo in the valley, and clusters of sparks shone at the collision between the sword and the ground.

Three days later, the ground was intact.

Five days later, Wang Lu was exhausted, and the ground remained the same.

After a day of rest, Wang Lu once again stabbed the Soul-Breaking Sword fiercely at the same position five days ago.

A month later, a crack ten times thinner than a hair appeared on the ground close to the mountain.

Wang Lu smiled "hehe".

The puzzle was solved, and it only took years of persistence.

Thirty-five days later, the crack gradually became larger. When Wang Lu saw this, he became energetic and thrust his sword one after another. Forty days later, finally, when the sword penetrated an inch into the ground, it could no longer go deeper.

Wang Lu knew that even if he stabbed it for tens of millions of years, it would not penetrate even an inch.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha......"

Wang Lu laughed loudly and was excited when he saw that the vertical wall next to the mountain lake was finally broken with a two-inch-long crack that was as wide as the body of the Broken Spirit Sword.

Dayan fifty, escape one of them, ever-changing and mysterious!

Even if you are ever-changing, you can always catch that ray of truth after clearing away the fog, and this gap is that ray of truth!

Tall buildings rise from the ground. Now that you have a beginning, you only need to follow the path of success to reap the fruits of victory.

Wang Lu mustered up his remaining strength and kept retreating along the gap with sword after sword.

Every five days, Wang Lu would spend a day meditating and recovering, and the cycle continued. As long as Wang Lu's life span was not up, he would not stop.

"when"

"when"

"when"

...

Ten years later, Wang Lu couldn't help but feel happy when he looked at the two-foot-long crack. However, looking at the vast area with a radius of a hundred miles, he encouraged himself again. If he wanted to survive, he could only work hard. !

"When" "When" "When"...

A hundred years later, a foot-long beard covered his cheeks, and his hair was full of hair. He was constantly moving along the mountain, stabbing the ground with sword after sword.

Two hundred years later, his long hair had completely covered his entire face, and his face could no longer be seen clearly. He still stabbed the ground without sleep or food.

Wang Lu was in a daze, and he stopped thrusting along the gap. He had been doing the same thing every day for two hundred years, which made him feel exhausted.

He had to take a good rest for a few days. Although the crack only opened eighty feet away, what encouraged him was that as the crack became longer and longer, the time required to open the crack became shorter and shorter. Seeing that there was still a mountain nearly three thousand feet long, Wang Lu could only cheer up again.