Mortal's journey to immortality

The old monk raised his snow-white eyebrows, and a string of red Buddhist beads on his wrist flew out of the temple and suddenly turned into eighteen red and dark round mountains. Connected by a huge silver rope, they rushed into the boundless clouds with an overwhelming force that could move mountains and overwhelm the world.

"Boom boom boom boom..."

In an instant, there was a howling wind, surging fog and huge waves, and a rolling sea of ​​clouds, shaking the earth continuously and without stopping for a long time.

"Haha, let's see how you guys perform the second leg."

The old monk smiled widely, and as he smiled, he suddenly disappeared out of thin air.

Where is the road to the second level?

Song Fengyu stared at this nameless mountain for a long time and thought for a long time, but still found nothing useful.

Since there are no clues on the top of the mountain, there must be some clues in the mountain, on the mountainside, or at the bottom of the mountain, right?

A month is still plenty of time, and the big red hole in the space is still healing slowly.

It seemed so far away from him, yet so within reach.

With the escape passage that Wang Lu had forced through, as long as they didn't step into the checkpoint, they could escape.

This is a huge mountain with a radius of thousands of miles, and it is not yet known how high the mountain is.

The mountains were shaded by ancient trees and had a rich spiritual energy. Birds and beasts abounded, but no monsters above level five were found.

The whole mountain was shrouded in clouds and mist, but fortunately the mountain was as green as usual, with only a thin layer of mist suspended in the air.

After walking for a long time, he didn't see any human beings. However, to his great surprise and delight, he found that there were many rare natural treasures growing in the east and west of the mountains.

How could Song Fengyu be so foolish as to let it go? If you don't take what heaven gives you, you will suffer the consequences.

What's strange is that these precious materials have long been extinct in the outside world, and the aura they emit or the strange phenomena they manifest can be sensed even fifty miles away, but why are there no signs on the top of the mountain?

It was the thin mist in the mountains that concealed them.

After a lot of searching, Song Fengyu spent three days touring every corner of the mountain above the "waist".

Mountain ridges, valleys, mountain streams, mountain lakes, plains, cliffs, waterfalls, dense forests, deep caves, dangerous valleys, and strange rocks...

What a joke! He didn't even dare to go down anymore.

His intuition told him that he had to stop here.

If we continue to go down the mountain, there will be no return, and there will be no life or death. It is extremely terrifying and there is no doubt that we will die.

Naturally, the height of this mountain cannot be measured or estimated.

At this time, he had descended to a depth of 12,300 feet. He estimated that this should be the mountainside.

The harvest of these three days would be enough to push him to the state of great perfection of spiritual transformation if he could get out alive.

Too much, too big, too much for his satisfaction.

Those who venture into the Holy Mountain, after passing one level, are all anxious to enter the second level, break through layers of barriers, and enter the Holy Mountain.

Who could have thought that after searching everywhere in vain, Song Fengyu would do the opposite and go down the mountain to look for clues.

This is an extremely rare practice in the long history of the secret tribe.

So unexpected.

However, Song Fengyu did not forget the purpose of this trip. This mountain was like a maze, but relying on his powerful spiritual sense and the sensitive perception of his starfire spirit root "Starfire Point", he memorized the location of the cliff on the top of the mountain like carving a boat to look for a sword.

Following that intermittent perception, he finally arrived at a position one hundred and one feet straight down from the top of the mountain.

One step forward, there was thick fog so thick that you couldn't see your hand in front of you.

But it was at the place where the big tree surrounded the dense thorns that a very faint green light could be seen flickering in the clouds and mist like a candle in the wind.

Song Fengyu used his magic power and pushed out with one palm, and the clouds as heavy as mountains did not move at all.

Hey, that’s interesting.

He seemed stunned, but was actually very cautious.

You have to know that this is his full magical power, which can even split a mountain in half, but the clouds and mist have no reaction at all.

The green light was very similar to the light emitted by the bluestone slabs laid on the eight mountain roads when he first stepped into the secret clan.

Most likely, this is the path to the second level.

After such a long time, he has come to the conclusion that this mountain of clouds and fog is very strange and must not be entered easily.

In addition, there was a faint green light that spread out over a range of half a meter. If the road leading to the second level was really half a meter wide, he could land on it smoothly even if he had to endure some damage.

The fear is that due to the diffusion or mischief of the clouds and fog, the half-meter halo is just an illusion, so how can we step on it firmly?

The bluestone road hidden in the mist is extremely critical. Only by identifying its exact location can you successfully enter the second level.

"Open it for me."

Holding a fiery red magic sword in his hand, Song Fengyu chopped down at the clouds in mid-air without hesitation.

A red sword thread leaped out from the tip of the sword, instantly passing through the void from top to bottom, falling into the clouds, and was immediately submerged and disappeared in a flash.

"Click."

Just as it disappeared without a trace, the originally calm clouds and mist began to ripple, creating a shallow wave.

At the ripples, a small fiery red dot grew rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

One breath is as big as a finger.

In a breath and a half, it was like a flaming fist.

Eight breaths in one breath, as big as a red bowl.

One breath of nine is as strong as a house.

In two breaths, the sky was burned with fire.

In one breath, there was a "boom", like a volcanic eruption, and the clouds and mist within a radius of twenty meters were burned away before the person could react.

Suddenly, overwhelming clouds and mist came from all directions like a tide. The volcano, despite releasing all its energy, was completely unable to suppress the endless clouds and mist that were overwhelming and rushing in one after another. Even if the volcano disintegrated and exploded itself, it was of no avail. In just one fifth of a breath, it was destroyed and flattened, turning into nothingness.

"Hoo ho ho ho ho!"

Song Fengyu's face turned ashen, beads of sweat appeared on the corners of his mouth, and blood was oozing out. He stood blankly on the bluestone passage which was only one foot wide.

He looked at the terrifying fog above his head with lingering fear. It was too scary. If he jumped in alone, he would be skinned alive if not killed.

Fortunately, this passage was only ten feet away from the cliff where he was standing. He was able to seize that precious fifth of a breath and not be intimidated by the vastness of the clouds and mist, so he narrowly escaped falling onto the bluestone road.

However, this one-fifth of a breath almost plunged him into an abyss from which there was no escape.

The moment he came out of Qingshan, a pressure five thousand times heavier than before suddenly came upon him, and at the same time, an enormous force that wanted to tear him into pieces also came upon him without warning.

Fortunately, he had made sufficient preparations, and his magic power had reached its peak. His life force "Hong Yao" protected him from any water.

But even so, he still suffered some minor injuries.

The arched passage filled with green light, the bluestone passage that stretches as far as the eye can see and stretches across the void, this place is temporarily safe.

A thought told him that although his injury was not serious, he must not go through the second level in his sick body.

There was no spiritual energy in the passage, and Song Fengyu sat cross-legged under a pressure nearly a thousand times heavier than before.

This is a matter of life and death, he has to get back to normal before he can move on.