The Path to Immortality

Bamboo shadows danced, and the forest was silent.

From time to time, a breeze blows out from the depths of the bamboo forest, making a sweet sound like pine waves.

If you stand outside and observe, there seems to be nothing special about this quiet bamboo forest.

But as long as a monk enters the bamboo forest, even if it takes only one step, the situation in front of him will suddenly become different.

Peace and calm can instantly turn into endless murderous intent.

The bamboo leaves that can be seen everywhere turn into countless swords and attack the intruders.

If there were only a few attacks, it would not be difficult for the foundation-building monks present to block them.

But if there are bamboo leaves all over the sky, attacking endlessly, and each attack has the power of a spiritual weapon, it will not be able to be resisted by the monks in the foundation building stage.

What's even more difficult is that as long as there is a sword transformed into a bamboo leaf that is not blocked, the injured monk will be instantly teleported out of the bamboo forest.

Of course, it is not impossible that some monks with strong strength or special secret techniques can resist the attacks of countless bamboo leaves for a short period of time and forcefully charge into the depths of the bamboo forest.

But the seemingly small bamboo forest seems to never end.

No matter how many times he tried, he fell into it and eventually exhausted his mana and was teleported back to the origin outside the bamboo forest.

After patiently watching the attempts of several foundation-building monks and confirming that the bamboo forest trial would not really harm the intruding monks, Fang Ping pondered for a moment, made full preparations, and then stepped into the bamboo forest himself.

It’s also a step forward.

The bamboo forest was still the same forest, but to Fang Ping, it felt like the world had changed in an instant.

The gentle breeze blowing from the depths of the bamboo forest suddenly became turbulent and disorderly.

The sound of the green bamboos being blown turned into sonorous piano music, which contained endless murderous intent, and Fang Ping vaguely remembered the House of Flying Daggers song he had heard.

The next moment, countless bamboo leaves turned into emerald-green flying swords, sweeping in from all directions.

It was as if the Ten Thousand Sword Formation in the Hidden Sword Tower launched a fierce attack on him.

Incited by the murderous music, Fang Ping almost subconsciously attacked.

The real fire roared out, and the fire light lit up the dark bamboo forest!

………

Tens of breaths later.

Fang Ping's somewhat embarrassed figure appeared outside the bamboo forest, at the same position he had taken a step forward.

"It's really dangerous!"

After personally experiencing the difficulty of the trial in this bamboo forest, Fang Ping looked a little unhappy.

Although he only tried it once, he was already able to make a conclusion. Even monks in the late stage of foundation building cannot force their way into this sea of ​​bamboo.

Unless one is extremely powerful or has some golden elixir level means, it is possible to forcefully break this trial.

But this is too difficult.

If it is, a heaven-level opportunity is sealed inside, then Fang Ping can still accept it.

The problem is that before the Qingxu Illusion Realm was opened, the Qingxu Sect elder had made it very clear that this time there were only three levels of opportunity: Earth, Xuan, and Huang.

so……

"There must be some key to this bamboo forest that I haven't discovered! Relying on magic to break through is definitely not the real way to clear the level!"

But, what is the key to solving the puzzle?

Facing the green bamboo forest, Fang Ping fell into deep thought.

Speaking of which, this bamboo forest is quite peculiar.

It was obvious that both his Coiled Snake Turtle Shield and Shuyang Robe had been penetrated, but after being kicked out of the bamboo forest, the two spiritual weapons reappeared intact, only the consumed mana was not recovered.

Could it be...

Thinking that this place is located in the Qingxu Illusion Realm, Fang Ping can easily think of something: there is also some kind of illusion-like arrangement in this bamboo forest.

Are all the monk's experiences in it an illusion?

Thinking of this possibility, Fang Ping's eyes flashed and he broke into the bamboo forest again.

However, this time he was beaten out faster than the first time.

The female cultivator from the Acacia sect next to her had been stunned for dozens of breaths when she saw Fang Ping entering for the first time, and was a little surprised by his strength.

After all, she had entered it several times herself, and the best one only lasted six breaths.

This made the female cultivator a little doubtful that Fang Ping would have found some secret to cracking the bamboo forest trial.

At this moment, seeing Fang Ping deflated again, he finally felt relieved and chuckled.

Seeing Fang Ping looking over with laughter, she not only didn't panic, but also gave Fang Ping a flirtatious look.

"A female nun from the Acacia sect, right..."

Fang Ping secretly made a note in his mind, then ignored the other party and recalled what happened during the second trial.

After a few breaths, he frowned: "I can't see through it!"

With the strength of his spiritual consciousness, coupled with the large amount of Kongming Spirit Tea he has drunk, and the spiritual eye technique that he has already practiced to great perfection, his ability to see through illusions is far beyond that of ordinary foundation-building monks.

But even so, Fang Ping was still completely unable to detect the reality in the bamboo forest.

"It seems that I thought too simply!"

Fang Ping reflected for a moment.

I can easily think of this, and other foundation-building monks may not be able to do it either.

Since the monks here have not cracked the Bamboo Forest Trial yet, this explains the problem.

After another moment of thinking, Fang Ping couldn't find a clue for a while and was about to go in and try again to see if he could find any new discoveries.

At this moment, there was a monk from the Spiritual Beast Sect nearby, who wasted half a day and couldn't find a way out. I finally ran out of patience, cursed a few words, turned around and drove away in the light, obviously giving up the opportunity here.

This person's actions had a cascading effect.

Several more people complained and left the bamboo forest one after another.

However, the words these monks mentioned inadvertently before leaving gave Fang Ping an idea.

"When the green bamboo is blown by the wind, it turns into the sound of killing piano..."

He muttered a few words, his eyes brightened, and he broke into the bamboo forest for the third time.

Just like the previous two attempts.

The wind blowing from the depths of the bamboo forest became violent and violent again!

The sonorous sound of the green bamboo harp sounded, and murderous intent overflowed, invisibly affecting the monk's mind.

Kill kill kill!

Facing the bamboo leaves coming from the sky, Fang Ping could hardly resist the urge in his heart to take the lead in attacking!

"That's it!"

At that moment, Fang Ping's eyes were bright and his mind was as firm as steel, and he forcibly suppressed the urge to fight back.

As we all know, there is no shortage of spells in the Demon Sect that can influence and control the minds of monks.

If a monk cannot control his mind and is easily affected by magic cultivators, then no matter how powerful the monk is, there will be times when the demon cultivators will seize the flaw and defeat him!

The purpose of this test may be based on this!

After realizing the purpose of setting up the tester, Fang Ping quickly calmed down from the murderous intention aroused by the sound of the piano.

At this moment, looking at the flying swords turned into countless bamboo leaves, they seemed to have a vague sense of illusion, and they were no longer as indistinguishable as before.

Noticing this, Fang Ping didn't even open his protective shield, and allowed the jade flying swords turned into bamboo leaves to hit him like a rainstorm, leaving countless deep sword marks on his body...

However, he did not feel any pain, nor was he sent back the moment he was injured like before, but he still stood in place.

After a few breaths, the bamboo leaf flying sword inserted into his body silently turned into bubbles and disappeared.

Fang Ping's body recovered as before, with no injuries left!

"Haha, it's true!"

Fang Ping was determined.