Projection of the Heavens

Whoosh!

The hot weather in early autumn was still higher than that of midsummer, but within ten miles of Tianjian Mountain, Gu Shaoshang felt the whistling of cold winds, as if walking into the middle of winter and the twelfth lunar month.

Gu Shaoshang led the flooded horse forward, and just after walking a short distance, he saw outside a bamboo forest at the foot of the mountain.

"Junior brother is here."

Kun Xiang put his hands together and smiled slightly.

"Um!"

Gu Shaoshang nodded and said, "I heard that the Xuankong Temple was built on the top of Tianjian Mountain?"

Gu Shaoshang knew before that the Hanging Temple is rumored to be on the top of Tianjian Mountain, a protruding place with a strange peak.

"Go up and see it!"

Kun Xiang shook his head and said hello, and the three of them started their journey with one bird.

Among the bamboo forests at the foot of the mountain, there was naturally someone in the Xuankong Temple who took care of Gu Shaoshang's Jiaoma.

Tianjian Mountain is as high as 10,000 zhang, and its terrain is extremely steep. Up to 2,000 zhang, there is already wind and frost everywhere, and the cold wind howls like a knife.

Ordinary people not to mention climbing, just stop again, and their lives are in danger.

However, the three of them are the worst and they are all life-defining warriors. How tyrannical they are, naturally they will not be afraid of bad situations.

But Tianjian Mountain is too high. When the three of them climbed the mountain, it was only after the early morning, and it was not until the sky began to darken that the three of them approached the top of the mountain.

"Hangkong Temple!"

Gu Shaoshang was suddenly shocked, and when he looked up, the frost in the sky condensed, and the cold wind whistled, a strange peak on the top of the mountain bulged, like a giant sword across the top of the mountain, spreading from a distance in the sea of ​​​​clouds. Miles away!

On the mountain that looks like a giant sword rising horizontally, there is a huge temple!

Although the sun was setting at this time, the slightly rising red light dyed the clouds in the sky, and in the red cloud of frost, the huge temple seemed to emit endless rays of light!

"Holy land! Holy land!"

Taking into account the shock on his face, all distracting thoughts disappeared, and a feeling of admiration rose from the bottom of his heart.

The Hanging Temple is the three holy places of Dayan. Even if he is a monk, it is a great honor for him!

"In the past, when my Xuankong Temple founding sect master came to Tianjian Mountain, there were still many monsters circling here, and a purple ice dragon occupied the top of the mountain."

Kun Xiang put his hands together, and said with a trace of admiration: "The Patriarch, with one finger to the ground and one to the sky, performed the Buddha-I-I-Exaltation Technique and stepped onto the top of the mountain in seven steps. The monsters on the entire Tianjian Mountain, together with the purple ice dragon , all surrender!"

"Seven steps? Ten thousand feet?"

Gu Shaoshang glanced at the careless look of admiration, and asked, "But I don't know, what is the cultivation of the founder of the Xuankong Temple?"

In seven steps, he set foot on the ten-thousand-zhang mountain peak, and in one fell swoop, he subdued the monster beasts that filled the mountain. With this kind of supernatural power, Gu Shaoshang categorically did not believe that the patriarch of Xuankong Temple was a master in the realm of concentration!

Must be higher!

"The Patriarch is the power of the Qiongtian Realm!"

As Kun Xiang said that, he walked under his feet, stepped on the snow, and walked to the Hanging Temple: "Junior Brother, although there are few people in the Hanging Temple, I can be called the three major sects of Dayan together with the Taibai Sword Sect and the Shendao Sect. Because, the three major sects I wait for are all created by Qiongtian-level almighty!"

"Qingtian realm? Not god-level?"

Taking into account some consternation, before that, the strongest person in his mind was only god-level, and he had never heard of the realm of Qiongtian.

"After the foundation is established, it is the state of life. After the life is established, it is Qi Zong. Above the Qi Zong, is the concentration, which is the **** level! And above the concentration, it is Qiongtian!"

Gu Shaoshang said in his mouth, keeping his feet, and walked towards the Hanging Temple with Gu Wen.

Although the Hanging Temple seemed to be in front of us, by the time Gu Shaoshang and the three of them walked to the Hanging Temple, it was already in the middle of the moon and the sky was full of stars.

The Hanging Temple does not occupy a large area, and the raised peak is only more than a hundred miles in diameter, and the Hanging Temple only covers an area of ​​less than thirty miles. Compared with the sword door, it is simply extremely shabby!

No one was guarding the door, and naturally no one greeted him. Kun Xiang walked forward with a smile on his face, and brought Gu Shaoshang's uncle and nephew to a purple wood attic.

Gu Shaoshang was a little surprised. This Hanging Temple was built on the top of a ten thousand zhang-high peak, but there was no cold wind or snow in the Hanging Temple, and the temperature was suitable.

"Monk, they are all here. You can say, why did you come to us?"

Walking into the attic, Gu Shaoshang suddenly asked: "I don't believe it, do you think my third uncle is a peerless genius, and because he is a cherished talent, he has to be admitted as soon as he sees him!"

Gu Jian stood aside, his face twitched, although he knew that what Gu Shaoshang said was the truth, he was still embarrassed.

"This matter will naturally be known after my master leaves the customs."

After Kun Xiang replied casually, he glanced at Gu Shaoshang: "Before this, there were some forbidden places in Xuankong Temple, and you can walk around freely in the rest of the places."

After Kun Xiang explained a few words, he turned and walked out of the room.

The uncle and nephew looked at each other, and Gu Shaoshang suddenly said, "Third uncle, are you ready to become a monk?"

"Not bad! The Hanging Temple is a holy place in the world. I have the opportunity to join today, and I will spare no effort!"

Taking into account nodding, the scar on his face trembled, and said lightly: "I have told you many times before, although the Yanwutang is the number one institution in the world today, but the most mysterious and unpredictable, it is far less suitable for cultivation than the three major sects."

"Third uncle, please rest~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Gu Shaoshang shook his head, without any excuse, he naturally couldn't say that he was going to steal all the secret books and Buddhist scriptures accumulated in Xuankong Temple for thousands of years, right?

He turned around and left the room, and walked to his room next door.

"Let's see the tricks first!"

Gu Shaoshang sat cross-legged on the bed, eyes closed slightly, and entered the world in the mirror.

Gu Shaoshang stood on the high platform and first brushed the projections of Ye Fan and Zheng Zhongchang.

After that, he moved his body and practiced the boxing technique for several hours on the high platform. After slowly closing the pose, he took a deep breath and said, "Challenge, Yang Pan! The top of the snow mountain!"

hum!

In the humming sound of the Mirrors of the Heavens, the dense purple air on the stone platform suddenly stirred and rolled, and then turned into a purple light, covering Gu Shaoshang.

call!

After being in a trance for a while, Gu Shaoshang raised his eyes and looked up, the cold wind whistled, the snow covered the sky, and the sun hanging high in the sky did not bring any temperature.

Above the sky of dozens of feet, a Yang Pan, covered in a plain yellow dragon robe, stood in the air, with several magic weapons spinning around his body. The most eye-catching one was the large seal "Emperor's Jade Seal" on the top of the hanger's head. The blooming "Purdue Thunder Emperor Knife".

These two magic weapons are all three-star treasures, and the Emperor's Jade Seal floating on top of Yang Pan's head is a three-star perfect treasure!

This seal has a jade-colored body and a faint divine light. At this time, it does not seem to be the size of a fist. Once activated, it will be as big as a mu. Excessive loss, caught off guard, was almost smashed into meat patties by a seal!

"call!"

Gu Shaoshang took a deep breath, and the air all over his body whistled and swept the snow all over the sky. Then, he stepped on his feet and pulled up a white snow wave like a long dragon, whizzing away.