Mortal Bones

"Fairy?"

The masked woman glanced at Bai Di, then corrected him expressionlessly:

"I, Liu Zijin, am a warrior, not a fairy."

When she said this, a surge of blood and energy suddenly shook from Liu Zijin's seemingly thin body.

Bai Di reached out and grabbed a folding fan on the table, and opened it with a "swish". With just a light fan, he fanned away the blood and energy on the masked woman.

Then he put away the folding fan, bowed to the masked woman with an apologetic face and said:

"I spoke out of turn, General Zijin, please don't mind."

The masked woman ignored him, but once again looked at the shadow under the spiritual mirror in front of her, and then murmured expressionlessly:

"This Chu Ping'an is also a warrior."

When she said this, a hint of appreciation appeared in the masked woman's eyes.

Bai Di frowned upon seeing this, and a hint of jealousy flashed in his eyes.

But he immediately returned to his normal expression and said:

"I have never heard of a warrior who can reach the top of Wan'e Peak."

While he was speaking, the figure in the shadow who had been standing quietly at the foot of Wan'e Peak suddenly took a step forward and stepped onto a staircase leading to Wan'e Peak.

"Zheng!!!..."

Almost at the moment when the figure stepped onto the staircase, a sound of swords suddenly exploded in Wan'e Peak.

Immediately afterwards, with the sound of "Shua shua shua" breaking through the air, a series of swords with a faint green glow, like the roaring mountain, gathered from all directions of Wan'e Peak, and finally smashed into the figure with the momentum of hundreds of rivers pouring into the sea.

"Boom boom..."

What made Bai Di a little stunned was that facing the Wan'e Peak sword energy that was smashing like a torrent, the figure not only did not use any magic or treasures, but took off his robes and simply mobilized the power of blood and blood to resist the torrent of sword energy with his flesh and blood.

"Bang!..."

After a loud bang, the torrent-like sword energy that surged down from the mountain roared out from the foot of the mountain, razing the surrounding grass and trees to the ground.

Look at the figure again.

In the moment when the sword energy disappeared, he had dense and bloody long wounds on his body. In an instant, the blood oozing from the dense wounds dyed his whole body red.

Seeing this, Bai Di inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief, and then raised his mouth and said:

"Sure enough, he overestimated his own abilities."

After hearing this, the masked woman beside him suddenly pointed at the spirit mirror and said expressionlessly: "Look carefully at his feet."

Hearing this, Bai Di looked in the direction of the masked woman's finger with some confusion, and then his pupils suddenly dilated and said:

"He actually took another step up against the sword energy just now?"

The blood-soaked figure in the shadow of the spirit mirror was not blown back by the sword energy and wind on the Wan'e Peak, but took a step up.

"Pah!"

At this time, a clear sound of footsteps landing came from the shadow of the spirit mirror again.

The blood-soaked figure in the shadow took another step up in front of everyone in front of the spirit mirror and walked up a step.

Bai Di, who was still doubting whether the step just now was a coincidence, had nothing to say this time.

"Patta, patta, patta..."

Looking at the blood-soaked figure, walking step by step along the steps towards the top of the peak, Bai Di suddenly frowned and murmured:

"I have heard some casual cultivators who have climbed the Wan'e Peak say that the sword energy on the Wan'e Peak is weaker when it encounters the weak and stronger when it encounters the strong."

"Could it be that this kid chose to abandon magic weapons and magic and climb the peak only with his body and blood because he knew this in advance?"

The masked woman nodded and said:

"The injuries on his body are indeed not fatal."

Bai Di stared at the figure in the shadow, suddenly shook his head and smiled:

"The sword energy on the Wan'e Peak is indeed weaker when it encounters the strong. The strong will become weak when they meet the weak, but this weakness is only relative. "

"Now we are only at the foot of the mountain, and we have lost so much blood and qi. When we pass the Ten Evil Pavilion, I am afraid we can't even pass the first pavilion."

The masked woman said lightly:

"When a warrior fights an enemy, he relies on more than just blood and physique."

Bai Di asked the masked woman puzzledly:

"Then what do you rely on?"

The masked woman replied:

"One breath."

In Bai Di's confused eyes, the masked woman continued:

"As long as the breath is not lost, the blood and qi will not dry up, and the body will not fall down."

But it is obvious that Bai Di, as a pure cultivator, cannot understand what the masked woman said.

...

Yanyu Peak, on the attic at the top of the peak.

"Good!"

"Good job!"

"This is what a casual cultivator like me should look like!"

When the blood-soaked Xu Taiping not only used his body to withstand the sword energy that washed down from the top of the mountain, but also continued to walk up the steps, the casual cultivators in the attic were excited, and some even smashed the wine cups on the table in excitement.

Zhao Linglong, who was sitting at the table in the corner, turned her head and looked at Fairy Lingyue after seeing this scene:

"Fairy, did you let Taiping reach the top in this way?"

In her opinion, Xu Taiping could never know the secret of the sword energy of the Wan'e Peak, which becomes stronger when facing the strong and weaker when facing the weak.

Fairy Lingyue shook her head and said:

“I told Taiping several possible ways to reach the summit, and he chose this one after careful consideration.”