The mountains of the gods are named Shenshan because it is shrouded in clouds and mist all the year round. Ordinary people go out from the outside, only to feel that there are only peaks but no feet, just like a sacred mountain.
Outsiders cannot easily enter the Mountain of the Gods, there are several profound formations set up outside the mountain, if outsiders want to enter the mountain, they will definitely trigger the formation.
But in the eyes of the adjudicators and disciples living in the mountains of the gods, there is only one place in the mountains of the gods that can be truly called a mountain of gods, and that is Tianzhu Peak where the great elder Ruohuang resides.
Speaking of the Great Elder of the Hall of Divine Judgment, everyone on the road knows everyone, because his other identity is the head of the famous top ten in the Canglong East Continent, and one of the three alchemy masters in the Hall of Divine Judgment. one.
It is rumored that among the top ten, he was the first to break through the alchemy realm, and his cultivation base was also the most unfathomable.
As for his age, even the other elders of the Divine Tribe Hall don't know.
The Great Elder of the Divine Tribe Hall has not left Tianzhu Peak for nearly three hundred years. He retreated in the peak to understand the laws of heaven and earth. Even his personal disciple Zong Shaoqing had to go there in person every time he wanted to visit him. Goodbye.
Tianzhu Peak is ten thousand feet high, and there is no ladder mountain road up the mountain. The road leading to Tianzhu Peak is a mountain road composed of more than a hundred Sanskrit scales.
At this time, Zong Shaoqing was standing in front of the Sanskrit scale.
At the bottom of each Sanskrit scale, there is an abyss.
In the abyss, there is a gang knife wind that can instantly tear a person's body in half, and it will not fall for a hundred years.
There is a distance of more than 500 meters between each Sanskrit scale.
If it were someone else, as long as they stood in front of these Sanskrit scales, they would be so frightened that their hearts would be torn apart, let alone walk.
In front of the stairs that circle like a spiral staircase but are far apart, like the clouds in the sky, Zong Shaoqing seems to be walking in a courtyard, with silver-white hair moving with his steps, stepping forward.
When he stepped on the first Sanskrit scale when he stepped on it, he only heard a burst of cries like howling ghosts and wolves came from the Sanskrit scale.
The howling sound was like a magic sound, one round after another, making people dizzy and difficult to distinguish the road ahead.
Zong Shaoqing seemed to be deaf, and when he raised his steps, a silver light flashed, and the distance of more than 500 meters shortened instantly. The front foot has stepped on the second Sanskrit scale.
The second-level Sanskrit scale is composed of a series of ditties, touching people's eardrums, as if there were a hundred naked girls wriggling and dancing sweet dance music in front of people.
Zong Shaoqing still stepped down with a steady step, and the distance of 500 meters was under his feet, as if shrinking into an inch, it immediately turned into nothingness.
Immediately afterwards came the third step, the fourth step... all the way down, or the roar of dragons and tigers, or the sound of landslides and cracks, came one after another.
Zong Shaoqing didn't even frown.
This hundred-level Sanskrit scale is actually a spiritual cultivation profound formation made up of various strange profound formations.
When Zong Shaoqing stepped down the ninety-ninth Sanskrit scale, the cliff immediately shattered into pieces.
Just when Zong Shaoqing was about to walk forward, the Zhenhai Fangjie in his hand emitted a black light.
On Jie's body, there were countless black mysterious forces that rolled like poisonous snakes, wrapping Zong Shaoqing layer by layer.
The black profound energy was like mud, quickly swallowing up Zong Shaoqing's skin, muscles, bones and flesh.
The powerful gravity carried by the Gravity Square Ring was superimposed on Zong Shaoqing's body one after another, like multiple shackles.
If Jin Nuo and others were present at this time, they would definitely find that the power of Zhenhai Fangjie at this time is far greater than the power of the Sky Dragon Palace earlier.
When he was in the Sky Dragon Palace, the power of Zhenhai Fangjie was nine levels, but at this moment, the gravity on Zong Shaoqing's body was at least fifty levels.
Fifty weights of gravity are comparable to the strength of a mountain.
"Boom," Zong Shaoqing's robe finally exploded into powder under the heavy pressure.
His complexion remained unchanged, but there was an unusual tinge of red on his flawless face.
After the clothes were shattered, Zong Shaoqing's back was exposed, and his body didn't have a trace of excess fat, but it looked like a stalwart figure obtained after having endured the flames of war and actual combat.
His broad shoulders were not as flawless as his face. There are dense and countless ugly scars on it.
In the middle of the scar is a word "sin".
"Boom," it was Zong Shaoqing's legs that fell into the rocks under the force of gravity.
His spine was bent, his limbs were restrained by gravity, and he couldn't move. Under the strong gravity, Zong Shaoqing's skin began to crack, and his bones also made a creaking sound when they could not withstand the torture.
The silver-white long hair has been stained into balls with sweat and blood, and a few strands of hair are messed up, hanging around Zong Shaoqing's mouth.
"Break it for me," Zong Shaoqing spat out a word from Zong Shaoqing's lips.
From the dantian in Zong Shaoqing's body, there emerged a powerful profound force that only a master of the alchemy realm possessed.
With a bang, the fifty-weight gravity restraint was shattered abruptly by him.
Huhuhu-- Panting on the spot, Zong Shaoqing indifferently called out to the air in front of him: "Master."
"That's right, your cultivation level has improved again," the air in front became distorted, and an elder with black beard and hair appeared in front of him.
The elder has weather-beaten eyes, just looking at his eyes, he seems to be thousands of years old, but just looking at his appearance, he looks like a man in his 40s or 50s.
"Thank you, master, for your reminder." The trial that was almost hell-like torture, while exercising both mental strength and physical strength, was a trial that Zong Shaoqing had to do once a month since he was eight years old.
From the first gravity to the last fifty gravity, he gritted his teeth and supported them one by one.
Outsiders only know that the Shenzi of the Divine Trial Palace is exceptionally talented, but no one knows that his effort is several times or even dozens of times that of others.
"I heard that Shaxi is dead." The elder's eyes that seemed to see through everything fell on his most talented disciple and the only closed disciple.
"The disciple is careless," Zong Shaoqing lowered his eyelids.
"Is it careless or intentional, or do you have a sweetheart?" The elder looked straight at Zong Shaoqing, "Otherwise, what difference does it make if that person is Shaxi?"
The Shenzi of the Shencai Palace can only have one partner for life. Originally, Zong Shaoqing always showed an indifferent attitude towards the existence of Shaxi.
"Whether a student has a sweetheart or not, it doesn't make any difference to the master. I will always be the son of God in the Hall of God," Zong Shaoqing still bowed his head.
"You have grown up, Shaoqing. You must know that when my teacher brought you to the Mountain of the Gods, you only had..." As if recalling the distant past, the Great Elder sighed, and soon he recalled his memories "If Master remembers correctly, you will be twenty years old in six months. Anyway, this time, you will be the representative of Shencai Palace, and you will take part in the Sunrise Examination this time. It is also time for those The great nations know what true genius is."