Begin immortality by slaying demons

Dust flew all over the sky, like a long curtain slowly parting.

Shen Yi stood with his hands down, and gradually a very majestic mountain appeared in his sight. It was magnificent, as if a natural moat stood in front of him, with no end in sight. In comparison, the nameless mountain outside could only be regarded as a low earth slope.

The moment he saw its true appearance.

A heavy sense of oppression that made people tremble all over fell directly on Shen Yi.

Boom!

It was the soul that penetrated into the nameless mountain, so it was naturally impossible for any bones to be crushed.

But Shen Yi still felt that his whole body was almost crushed into powder.

He leaned forward suddenly, his knees trembled wildly, and he almost fell to the ground.

Shen Yi subconsciously wanted to summon the Guixu Immortal Armor to protect his body, and his fingertips also fell on his eyebrows, wanting to open the Baiyujing Immortal City.

However, it was in vain.

Now, there was only a soul standing here. His so-called reliance had lost its effect in this nameless mountain. He could only rely on himself.

Shen Yi finally understood why only a body-tempering cultivator could have the possibility of approaching this opportunity.

Only cultivators like himself who had experienced the tempering of the demon pill, the burning of the demon blood, and the tempering of the phoenix fire had a chance to straighten their backs again under this heavy pressure.

"Huh."

Shen Yi closed his eyes, and his facial features became more ferocious.

The palm that could tear the Baiyujing demon suddenly clenched, without causing any changes in the world. The only effect was to make him take a step forward with great difficulty.

In front of this treasure mountain, the figure in black shirt seemed so tiny, his steps were slow, and he even seemed to stagger a little, but he never stopped.

Compared with the training that other cultivators had gone through, Shen Yi's few years of practice experience was nothing at all.

But when it comes to the hardships he had to endure for practice.

Even though the torment from each feedback during the panel deduction was only one in a hundred, when the deduction time was terrifying enough, the accumulated pain also reached a horrifying level.

Being able to endure hardship is not something to brag about, not to mention that the main reason for this pain was mostly due to Shen Yi's random modification of the exercises, taking pills blindly, and even eating demon pills and demon blood as water and rice, which was even more nothing to say.

But these experiences really helped him to the foot of the mountain.

Shen Yi lowered his eyes slightly, looked at the winding mountain road under his feet, pondered for a moment, and then stepped onto the gravel path.

The moment his boot soles touched the mountain road, his soul seemed to turn into a physical entity.

Shen Yi only heard a crackling sound all over his body, and was pressed to the ground by a vast force with a bang. There was no room for resistance during the whole process.

The elbows he used to support his body were almost broken, and his black shirt was quickly stained with scarlet blood.

But under such a strong force, not even the smallest stone on the mountain road shook.

After a short breath, Shen Yi glanced at his elbow, his expression extremely calm.

Even if his body was completely cracked, or even melted to only bones, he had experienced it himself, not to mention that this was just an illusion created by Wuming Mountain.

But the touch was so real.

It can be seen that this mountain really hides good things.

Thinking of this, Shen Yi looked up, his sight was blocked by the mountain wall and green shade, and he could not see the top.

He exerted force with both palms again, trying to prop himself up again.

At this moment, the previous strong force came again, and Shen Yi felt a repulsive force before he stood up, as if trying to push himself out of this world.

"..."

He suddenly thought of the words of the Taoist of Banshan Sect before, when he could not support himself, Wuming Mountain would force his soul out.

In other words, if he really wanted to stand up, his soul would collapse?

Shen Yi pondered for a moment, and suddenly realized that the power enveloped his body seemed to be a little softer, as if to facilitate the cultivator to carefully comprehend.

His face changed slightly.

Oh no, this is not a competition of who is stubborn, this is a test of brains.

If this mountain road is a level, this level is most likely not to let the cultivator resist this force, but to comprehend and assimilate the true meaning of this force.

Shen Yi is not without confidence in himself.

The main thing is that he doesn't have so much time to comprehend slowly here. If he really spends thousands or tens of thousands of years, let alone whether the Banshan Sect agrees or not, even if he really lets himself watch the mountain here, after he goes out, I'm afraid that the entire Nanyang treasure land will be flattened by others, and Senior Xuanqing will be caught and chopped up for firewood.

Even if he really comprehends the immortal law, can he still turn back time?

Thinking of this, Shen Yi summoned the panel. He was not sure whether the mountain in front of him was a practice method. It should be counted, but there was no specific text.

[Mountain Method: Not yet started]

A line of tips passed by his sight, but like those small tricks, there was no specific suffix division.

To be able to own such a mysterious treasure mountain, there must be more than a small trick hidden in it.

Most likely, it is because he has not yet read the whole method.

Shen Yi glanced at the remaining one million years of his demon life, and looked up again. This time, his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the stone wall and the green shade, looking straight at the top of the mountain.

The only pity is that in this nameless mountain, there is no demon soul to help.

If I rely on myself alone, I am afraid that I will waste a lot of demon life.

…

In the Moving Mountain Sect, at the foot of the nameless mountain.

Yang Yunheng took the treasure pill and returned again. As soon as he landed, he found something unusual.

I saw that my own Daozi did not start to watch the mountain as usual.

The other party had stood up at some point, staring silently at the figure in black shirt sitting on the ground.

"Daozi, the treasure pill is back."

Yang Yunheng spread his palm and looked at Shen Yi in confusion.

He was not there before, and did not see the drop of sweat rolling down, so he did not know what Yan Chongzhang was shocked about.

"Okay."

Yan Chongzhang finally sighed, turned around to take the treasure pill, and glared at Yang Yunheng.

It's not that he was stingy with the skills in the nameless mountain.

He just complained that the elder was hesitant to speak and did not prepare himself in advance, and he almost lost his composure just now.

He thought that Shen Xiaoyou had a good talent, but he did not expect it to be so amazing.

At least from the current progress, it is even better than Yan Chongzhang back then.

He has spent so many years, but he has not yet touched the second road monument on the mountain road, which is equivalent to only understanding one and a half styles of skills.

If it were this young friend Shen, he would have already comprehended the second style of the technique.

It's a pity that he was born in Nanhong.

"Ahem."

Yang Yunheng suddenly coughed twice.

As if he had guessed what Daozi was thinking, he winked at him while handing over the treasure pill.

It's not too late to make up for it now.

If he could recruit the young man Shen into the Moving Mountain Sect, he would have the opportunity to observe the mountain seriously.

Tens of thousands of years later, even if he and others had no chance to practice, at least he could leave a new and powerful spiritual method for the sect, and it was the kind that was extremely suitable for the body-tempering warriors, which meant much more to them than other spiritual methods.

"..."

Yan Chongzhang frowned, took the treasure pill, and stood there to think.

He was not worried that Shen Yi would affect him. Not to mention the huge age difference between the two, with his status in the Moving Mountain Sect, he didn't have to consider these messy things at all.

The main thing is that in front of several Daozi of Nanhong, he set his sights on the disciples of other sects, which is not a frank act.

It would be ridiculed if he said it out loud.

While hesitating, Yan Chongzhang could not help but look at Yang Yunheng's face, wanting to discuss it with him again.

At this moment, the skin on the face of the elder suddenly twitched violently, and his pupils also contracted instinctively, revealing such a gnashing of teeth.

"He... He..."

"Daozi Yan!"

Wei Yuanzhou suddenly cried out.

Yan Chongzhang turned around and saw that Wei Yuanzhou and Su Hongxiu had blocked him in front of him, and Bai Wu fell to the end, protecting the cross-legged Shen Xiaoyou by his side.

The reason for this change was that Shen Yi, who had been sitting quietly, suddenly had his black shirt soaked with sweat, as if he had just fallen into the water.

Under the dark hair, the originally fair face suddenly showed a bit of sickness.

Even the lips were bloodless.

"..."

Yan Chongzhang stared at Shen Yi, opened his mouth, wanted to say something, but couldn't say anything.

He swallowed his throat, and after an unknown amount of time, he finally came to his senses. Facing the slightly unfriendly gazes of the three Taoist disciples, he actually lost interest in explaining, and just handed over the treasure pill in his hand: "This is normal, feed him... My master is still in seclusion in the sect. If you really want to do it, there is no need to use such a despicable means."

Su Hongxiu watched Yan Chongzhang's expression change.

Suddenly there was an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

When she was in the Tianjian Sect, she occasionally gave instructions to other disciples, and those people would also show similar expressions.

She really saw this look too many times.

But the problem is... the person in front of him is a Taoist from the Moving Mountain Sect, and his strength will never be inferior to his own. Why would he show such an expression to Shen Yi?

What did Sect Master Shen do in this mountain? !

"Thank you, Daoist Fellow Yan."

Su Hongxiu nodded to Wei Yuanzhou to accept the pill, but did not give it to Shen Yi.

According to her intuition, the Moving Mountain Sect should have no ill will towards Shen Yi now.

But Sect Master Shen's status is too high. As for the Taoists, unless there is really no other way, they are not qualified to feed him pills without the other party's knowledge.

"I suddenly feel a little disappointed."

Yan Chongzhang turned around, as if he didn't care about whether he was out of control or not. Only Elder Yang, who had also seen this mountain, might understand his current mood.

"I don't quite understand it either." Yang Yunheng finally suppressed the shock in his heart and smiled bitterly.

Having seen the scene of Shen Yi's action before, his expectations for him were higher than Yan Chongzhang guessed.

But even if we think in the most exaggerated way, if Shen Xiaoyou can comprehend a little of the true meaning of the Divine Mountain after sitting for several months, it would be a very good harvest.

But the other party just looked like he not only entered the Nameless Mountain, but also saw the mountain road, stepped on it, and did not show it until he stood up again.

This also means that Shen Yi not only realized the true meaning of the Divine Mountain, but also had a greater probability of glimpsing part of the Divine Mountain Method!

This kid took away the real thing of the Moving Mountain Sect!

And until now, less than an hour has passed.

Yan Daozi was only a little disappointed, which was enough to show how stable the other party's Tao heart was. If someone else who was a little more arrogant came over, he would probably be unable to help but wake Shen Xiaoyou up and ask what happened.

"Wait."

Yang Yunheng recovered from the shock and suddenly glanced at the three Nanhong Daozi.

That's not right...what's this reaction?

The moment Xiaoyou Shen appeared in a situation, these three people unexpectedly protected each other with their bodies. Their subsequent actions after taking the elixir made it even more confusing.

The identity of this young monk seems a bit unusual, right?

But when Wei Yuanzhou paid homage to the mountain before, he seemed to have ignored this person and did not introduce him much.

No matter how curious Yang Yunheng was, he would not be able to ask directly and offend the taboos of the Seventh Son of Nanhong.

Don't be in a hurry, you still have to find out more about recruiting Shen Xiaoyou before making a decision. To put it bluntly, if this boy is the son of some sect leader, wouldn't all the things given by the Moving Mountain Sect be wasted.

Thinking of this, Yang Yunheng stepped forward and grabbed Yan Chongzhang, telling him to calm down first.

Based on Shen Yi's previous reaction, and the fact that these Taoists refused to feed him pills, he would probably be ostracized from Wumingshan soon.

This matter is over.

It seemed as he expected.

As time goes by, the sun sets.

Shen Yi's sitting figure gradually began to tremble slightly, and her face, which had improved, turned pale again.

"Be prepared to feed him pills, otherwise it will damage his soul."

Yan Chongzhang breathed a sigh of relief and reminded him again that such a long time was enough for these Taoists to check whether there was anything wrong with the elixir.

Su Hongxiu took the elixir, turned around, knelt down next to Shen Yi, gently held his shoulders, and waited quietly for the moment when he opened his eyes.

Then... I waited for a whole stick of incense.

"..."

She looked at the Bishan Sect and the others with doubts on their faces, but saw Yan Chongzhang and Yang Yunheng also looking puzzled. Their surprise was even more obvious than that of herself and the others.

Shen Yi's eyelids trembled slightly, as if he would wake up at any time, but his body did not move at all.

"Didn't he faint?"

Yang Yunheng couldn't help but ask. In fact, what he wanted to say more was whether this little friend Shen was pretending to be out of body just to save face.

Can Wumingshan's rejection be forcibly resisted by willpower? Are you kidding? Who has never climbed that mountain?

…

In the nameless mountains.

Shen Yi sat cross-legged at the entrance of the mountain road, her dark eyes staring at the rugged path in front of her.

He didn't get up at all, nor did he take another step forward.

However, all the things required to climb the mountain fell entirely on him, and because he was more down-to-earth when comprehending the true meaning, the progress was quite slow. Shen Yi may have suffered more torture than other climbers. many.

Logically speaking, he should have been ostracized long ago.

But the deductions on the panel kept going, and the mountain was actually helpless and could only let Shen Yi continue to be stubborn.

"Hoo..."

Shen Yi exhaled and stabilized her body so as not to lean backward.

He had never set foot on this mountain road for 370,000 years without the companionship of the demon soul, but the scenery on this mountain road had already been engraved in his heart.

In his eyes that gradually became distracted, an ordinary stone tablet was faintly reflected.

It just stuck on the side of the road.

But it seems that even the gods and gods cannot shake it at all.

The two large characters scrawled on the monument seem to remind mountain climbers that they can rest for a while.

Shenyue!

Shen Yi used the last of his consciousness to open the panel.

[Hedao. Shenyue Method: Not yet started]

There is no affix, but the previous description of the realm is dazzling and scary.

Shen Yi felt his mind empty for a while, and then he fell heavily backwards. He stared blankly above. The Shenyue Monument was only one-third of the height of the entire mountain... What kind of method is this complete mountain method?

Until I felt a burst of warmth.

When you open your eyes again.

He was still sitting cross-legged, with a low slope in front of him.

The few Nanhong Daozi and two people from the Moving Mountain Sect beside him had been waiting in silence for three days.

If Shen Yi doesn't wake up again.

Even the white shaman who hates using hands and feet the most can't help but put his fingertips to the center of his eyebrows.

"..."

Yan Chongzhang glanced at Su Hongxiu and saw that she finally lowered her palm, and then he felt relieved.

It's not that he's afraid of this woman.

Not to mention having his master in charge, even in a one-on-one fight, he didn't think he would lose to this Tianjian Daozi.

The main reason is that Yan Chongzhang does not want to completely break up the Banshan Sect and the Seventh Son of Nanhong because of a misunderstanding.

Of course, the reason why he has been silent.

It was because before Shen Yi opened his eyes, even he, the Taoist disciple of the Moving Mountain Sect, began to vaguely suspect that there was something wrong with Wuming Mountain.

How could he not be released when a monk was in such a state of exhaustion?

"Young friend Shen, you're finally awake." Yang Yunheng relaxed all over, trying to break the stiff atmosphere, and squeezed out a smile and said, "What's the gain?"

Hearing this, Yan Chongzhang also looked over seriously. Although he pretended to be calm, his clenched fingers still exposed the solemnity in his heart.

In three days, what did the other party gain in Wuming Mountain?

Although Wei Yuanzhou and the other three looked worried, they also looked over with some curiosity.

God knows how they survived these three days. Now that they finally saw Sect Leader Shen waking up, Su Hongxiu could hardly hold back.

"Um."

Shen Yi relieved the fatigue of his soul, and after a moment of silence, he whispered: "I have a slight understanding."

Hearing these four words.

Yang Yunheng and Yan Chongzhang were stunned for a moment, and just as they were about to say something else, they suddenly felt a trace of breath that accidentally leaked out from Shen Yi.

That was a round and harmonious divine mountain true meaning.

"..."

Shen Yi pursed his lips. It was bad. He had just escaped from the heavy oppression, and he was a little too relaxed. He didn't hide it all of a sudden.

He didn't say that he was worried that the Banshan Sect would be stingy, but he didn't want others to find out about the panel.

"You——"

Yan Chongzhang suddenly took two steps back. What a bullshit slight understanding, since the true meaning is round and harmonious, it means that the other party has already put the entire divine mountain method into his brain!

That was something that he spent a whole ten thousand years of his life to do.

This person took three days? !

Yan Chongzhang staggered to stabilize his body. I don't know what he was thinking. Suddenly, he turned around and stepped towards the main hall!

What the hell, shameless! Fuck the Seven Sons of Nanhong!

The position of Daozi is bullshit.

This disciple is definitely for Banshan Sect!

The other party may be the only one who has the hope of getting a glimpse of the whole mountain method since the birth of Banshan Sect.

Maybe he can make Banshan Sect leap to become the top force in Hongze with the size of Wuliang Daohuang Sect.

In the face of such an opportunity.

Let alone a few Nanhong Daozi, even if a sect master comes, there is no need to give him face!