I Can Track Everything

"Fellow Daoist, for the sake of your generosity, let me remind you that when you reach the top, don't be brave, the outer gang wind was not easy to mess with that day... In a word, you can imagine it as a person who masters the wind. The monks of the law keep attacking you, do you understand?"

The black-clothed monk instructed again.

Chen Chen nodded solemnly when he heard the words.

A cultivator who masters the law of the wind keeps attacking himself, and his clone should be able to hold it, right?

After all, the law of wind is not a law with a particularly strong attack power.

"Fellow Daoist, is there anything else I need to pay attention to?"

"Bring some more protective magic weapons. Also, some body refiners practice on this peak all the year round. Don't provoke them, and the rest is fine."

The black monk said.

"Thank you for your suggestion."

Chen Chen thanked him, then turned around and walked towards the mountain.

...

With his cultivation base suppressed, Chen Chen didn't feel much discomfort. After all, his avatar mainly relied on his body.

After climbing Zhenling Peak, Chen Chen's speed was very fast, but within a quarter of an hour, he had already climbed tens of thousands of meters high. I occasionally saw a few monks in the middle, but these monks were very indifferent, and Chen Chen didn't get along with him. They mean hello.

After an hour, the surrounding sky was already dark, Chen Chen looked up at the sky, and could even see the starry sky. He had already climbed above the sky.

call!

There was the whistling sound of the wind in his ears, and Chen Shenxun looked around and saw a gust of wind wafting diagonally above. Although it was far away from him, he could feel the chill in it.

"It's difficult to climb to the top, but it's not impossible for anyone to do, so why hasn't the Yin Yang Palace been able to find its owner yet?"

Chen Chen was quite puzzled in his heart.

The Yin-Yang Palace disappeared for 100,000 years, and the ghost knows how long they have stayed in Zhenling Peak, and the monks who have reached the top of Zhenling Peak for so many years are unknown.

Did no one discover the Yin-Yang Palace?

Thinking of this, Chen Chen became less confident about this trip, and he faintly felt that even if he got there, he might not be able to get the Yin Yang Palace very smoothly.

Without thinking any further, Chen Chen continued to climb upwards. After climbing another 10,000 meters, the surrounding gang wind had become the norm. In this gang wind, as soon as the consciousness came out, it was torn apart, and the visibility was also low. only a few meters left,

"It should be near the top."

Chen Chen felt the intense pain in his body and muttered to himself, however, according to the guidance of the system, this place was still 10,000 meters away from where the Yin-Yang Palace was located.

Doesn't it mean that even if you reach the top of the peak, you still have to go up a certain distance to see the Yin Yang Palace.

But when there is no mountain for him to continue to climb, what should he do?

Thinking of this, Chen Chen had reached the top of the peak unconsciously, and there was no monk around, or in other words, there was no monk within his perception range.

Chen Chen followed the guidance of the system and carefully moved on the top of the mountain. After moving for thousands of meters, he finally reached the closest position to the Yin Yang Palace.

At this time, the Yin-Yang Palace was three kilometers above his head.

But whether he looked at it with his eyes or probed with his divine sense, he couldn't see three kilometers above his head.

"Aoyu, can you fly three kilometers above this place?"

Chen Chen asked Aoyu who was in Longze in his mind.

"If you can't reach it, there is an inexplicable pressure on the top, and you can't fly up."

Aoyu's helpless words came from his mind.

Chen Chen didn't believe what he said, he jumped up with his legs violently, but before he flew a few hundred meters high, he felt trapped in a layer of mud, his speed dropped a lot, and when he jumped to a thousand Mi, the strength could no longer support it, and the whole person fell straight down and fell on the top of the mountain.

"Fuck, what can I do?"

Chen Chen was a little speechless. This treasure was on the top of his head, but he couldn't reach it. How could he be reconciled?

Without hesitation, he jumped again, this time with greater strength than before, but he only jumped 1,300 meters, which is still a long way from 3,000 meters.

"I jump!"

As soon as he landed, Chen Chen gave a low drink and did his best, and this time he jumped 1,500 meters high.

...

Half an hour later, Chen Chen lay down on the top of the mountain, blood stains all over his body that had been damaged by the Gang Wind.

He just took a pill, but he only jumped 2,000 meters high. If he wanted to jump 3,000 meters, it was almost impossible for him today.

It is impossible to even double the strength, because the higher the height, the stronger the oppressive force. He roughly estimated in his heart that if he wanted to jump three thousand meters high, the force required might be two thousand meters. More than ten times.

I can't cultivate such a strong power in such a short period of time...

"Which sect do you belong to? You can jump two thousand meters from the top of this peak!"

Just when Chen Chen was at a loss, a curious voice came from his ear.

Chen Chen opened his eyes and looked around, only to see a vague figure in the gang wind, facing him.

"My body repair from a small sect is not worth mentioning."

Chen Chen replied humbly.

Nine out of ten people who can walk freely in this turbulent wind and speak easily and freely are not ordinary people, so his attitude is somewhat restrained.

"Small sect body repair? I said you kid...the body is so powerful, don't you feel useless in a small sect?"

"Useless? I don't think so." Chen Chen answered truthfully.

This person is also true, does it mean that he is a disciple in a small sect?

If that's the case, he is indeed a bit useless, but he is the suzerain, so what is so useless.

"You are duplicitous, you just jumped so hard, obviously you want to see what the sky is like, people like you will not be willing to stay in a small sect, or you will worship me as a teacher, how?"

The man said lightly, his tone full of confidence.

"I take you as my teacher, who are you?"

Chen Chen asked with a smile, but he didn't expect to be noticed by jumping on the top of this peak casually, and he was thinking of accepting him as a disciple.

Being a rough jade is really helpless, as long as you bloom a little, you can attract others.

"I am the third disciple of the Lord of Tianmo City, you can call Feng Mo."

The man introduced himself indifferently. Although he said it calmly, Chen Chen could still hear a hint of pretense.

Obviously, this person is very proud of his own identity.

"Senior Fengmo, how many meters can you jump?"

Chen Chen doesn't care what kind of Tianmocheng disciple he is, what he cares most about is how high this person can jump.

Feng Mo was silent when he heard the words. To be honest, jumping high on the top of the mountain is really stupid. If someone finds out, it will become a laughing stock in all likelihood.

But since this kid wants to see how high he can jump, he should make an exception to jump once.

Thinking of this, he took a deep breath, and then a dazzling golden light suddenly burst out from his body.

"Nine Turns Golden Body Judgment!"

Chen Chen let out a low cry, it seems that this person is really the direct disciple of the city lord of Tianmo City, and he can actually turn the golden body in nine turns!

"Look good boy!"

Feng Mo shouted loudly, then jumped up and quickly disappeared from Chen Chen's perception.

"System, where is Feng Mo?"

"Two kilometers above the host."

...

"Two thousand eight hundred meters above the host."

...

"Two thousand two hundred meters above the host."

Seeing the data provided by the system, Chen Chen was quite speechless.

Unexpectedly, the disciples of the city master of Tianmo City can only jump 2,800 meters. It seems that 3,000 meters is really not a field that ordinary monks can reach.

boom!

A moment later, with a bang, Feng Mo fell to the ground, before Chen Chen asked, he said lightly: "I didn't expect the pressure in the sky to be so strong, even I can only jump 20,000 meters, boy, you can jump 2,000 meters. , it is invaluable.”