"Fellow Taoist, for the sake of your generosity, let me remind you, don't show off when you reach the top of the mountain. The wind in the outer gang is not something to be trifled with that day... All in all, you can imagine that you are a person who has mastered the law of wind. The monks are constantly attacking you, do you understand?"
The monk in black gave another instruction.
Chen Chen nodded solemnly when he heard this.
A monk who masters the law of wind is constantly attacking himself. His clone should be able to withstand it, right
After all, the Law of Wind is not a particularly powerful law.
"Fellow Taoist, is there anything else I need to pay attention to?"
"Bring more protective magic weapons. Also, some body-refining masters practice at this peak all year round. Don't provoke them. There's nothing else."
The black-clothed monk said.
"Thank you, fellow Taoist, for the tip."
Chen Chen cupped his hands in thanks, then turned around and walked towards the mountain.
…
With his cultivation suppressed, Chen Chen didn't feel much discomfort. After all, his clone mainly relied on his physical body.
After climbing Zhenling Peak, Chen Chen moved very quickly. In just a quarter of an hour, he had climbed tens of thousands of meters high. He occasionally saw a few monks during this period, but the expressions of these monks were very cold, and Chen Chen did not talk to him. They mean hello.
After an hour, the sky around him had darkened. Chen Chen looked up at the sky and could even see the stars. He had climbed up to the sky.
call!
Hearing the whistling sound of wind, Chen Chen looked out and saw a strong wind blowing diagonally above him. Although it was far away from him, he could feel the coldness in it.
"Although it is difficult to reach the top, it is not impossible for anyone. So why has Yin Yang Palace not been able to find its owner so far?"
Chen Chen was quite confused.
The Yin and Yang Palace disappeared for a hundred thousand years, and they stayed at Zhenling Peak for who knows how long, and the number of monks who have climbed to the top of Zhenling Peak in so many years is unknown.
Didn't anyone discover Yin Yang Palace
Thinking of this, Chen Chen became less confident about this trip. He vaguely felt that even if he got there, he might not be able to get the Yin and Yang Palace smoothly.
Without thinking any more, Chen Chen continued to climb. After climbing another ten thousand meters, the strong wind around him had become the norm. As soon as his consciousness emerged from the strong wind, it was torn apart and the visibility was low. There are only a few meters left,
"We should be almost at the top."
Chen Chen felt the severe pain in his body and muttered to himself. However, according to the system's guidance, this place was still 10,000 meters away from the location of the Yin and Yang Palace.
Doesn't it mean that even if you reach the top of the peak, you still have to go up some distance to see the Yin and Yang Palace.
But when the time comes there is no more mountain for him to climb, what should he do
Thinking of these, Chen Chen had reached the top of the peak without knowing it. There was not a single monk around, or in other words, there was not a single monk within his range of perception.
Chen Chen followed the system's guidance and moved carefully on the top of the mountain. After moving for thousands of meters, he finally reached the position closest to the Yin and Yang Palace.
At this time, the Yin and Yang Palace was three thousand meters above his head.
But whether he looked with his eyes or used his spiritual consciousness to investigate, he could not see the place three thousand meters above his head.
"Aoyu, can you fly three thousand meters above this place?"
Chen Chen asked Ao Yu who was staying in Long Ze in his mind.
"I can't reach it. There is an inexplicable pressure higher up, and I can't fly up."
Aoyu's helpless words came to his mind.
Chen Chen heard the words and did not believe in evil. He exerted force on his legs and jumped into the air. But before he flew a few hundred meters high, he felt trapped in a layer of mud. His speed suddenly dropped a lot. When he jumped to a thousand rice, his strength could no longer support him, and he fell straight down, landing on the top of the mountain.
"What the hell, what can I do?"
Chen Chen was speechless. The treasure was right above his head, but he couldn't reach it. How could he be willing to do this
Without hesitation, he jumped again, this time with greater force than before, but he only jumped 1,300 meters, which was still far away from 3,000 meters.
"I jump!"
As soon as he landed, Chen Chen gave a low shout and tried his best. This time he jumped 1,500 meters high.
…
Half an hour later, Chen Chen lay down on the top of the mountain, his whole body covered in blood marks that had been destroyed by the strong wind.
He just took a pill, but he only jumped two thousand meters high. Wanting to jump three thousand meters is almost impossible for him now.
Even doubling his strength is impossible, because the higher the height, the stronger the oppressive force. He roughly estimated in his heart that if he wanted to jump three thousand meters high, the strength required might be as much as two thousand meters. More than ten times.
I can't cultivate such a strong power in such a short period of time...
"Which sect do you belong to? You can actually jump two thousand meters high on this peak!"
Just when Chen Chen was at a loss what to do, a curious voice came from his ears.
Chen Chen opened his eyes and looked around, only to see a vague figure in the wind, facing him.
"The physical cultivation of my small sect is not worth mentioning."
Chen Chen replied humbly.
People who can walk freely in this strong wind and speak easily and freely are most likely not ordinary people, so his attitude is a bit reserved.
"Small sect body cultivation? I said you kid... your body is so powerful, but you are in a small sect. Don't you feel useless?"
"Coward? I don't think so." Chen Chen replied truthfully.
This man is real. Could it be that he is a disciple in a small sect
If that were the case, it would indeed be a bit cowardly, but he was the sect leader, so there was nothing to be cowardly about.
"You are duplicity. You danced so hard just now. You obviously want to see what the sky is like. People like you will not be willing to stay in a small sect. Otherwise, you will worship me as your teacher." how?"
The man said calmly, his tone full of confidence.
"I worship you as my teacher. Who are you?"
Chen Chen asked with a smile. He didn't expect that someone would notice him just casually dancing on the top of the mountain, and they wanted to accept him as his disciple.
Being a rough jade is really helpless, as long as you show a little brilliance, you can attract others.
"I am the third disciple of the Lord of Tianmo City. You can call me Feng Mo."
The man introduced himself calmly and calmly. Although he spoke calmly, Chen Chen still heard a hint of pretense.
Obviously, this man is very proud of his identity.
"Senior Feng Mo, how many meters can you jump?"
Chen Chen didn't care what kind of Heavenly Demon City disciple he was, what he was most concerned about was how high this person could jump.
Feng Mo was silent when he heard this. To be honest, it was a bit stupid to high jump on the top of the mountain. If someone found out, he would most likely become a laughing stock.
But since this kid wanted to see how high he could jump, he would make an exception and jump once.
Thinking of this, he took a deep breath, and then a dazzling golden light suddenly erupted from his body.
"Nine Transformations of the Golden Body Art!"
Chen Chen let out a low cry. It seemed that this man was really the direct disciple of the Lord of Heavenly Demon City, and he actually knew the Nine Transformations Golden Body Art!
"Watch it, boy!"
Feng Mo shouted loudly, then jumped up and quickly disappeared from Chen Chen's perception.
"System, where is Feng Mo?"
"Two thousand meters above the host."
…
"Two thousand eight hundred meters above the host."
…
"Two thousand two hundred meters above the host."
Seeing the data provided by the system, Chen Chen was quite speechless.
Unexpectedly, the disciple of the Lord of the Demonic City could only jump 2,800 meters. It seemed that those 3,000 meters were really beyond the reach of ordinary monks.
boom!
After a moment, there was a roar, and the wind demon fell to the ground. Before Chen Chen could ask, he said lightly: "I didn't expect the pressure in the sky to be so strong. Even I can only jump 20,000 meters. Boy, you can jump 2,000 meters." , it is truly commendable.”
(End of chapter)