"Get up!" Jin Jian threw the hill into the void as he spoke. The hill, which was originally the size of a palm, changed into three houses in a blink of an eye.

However, there is no sword in this sword mountain, and there is no way to go up.

Zheng Ming doesn’t know much about the classification of inscriptions, but this hill can be big or small. In Zheng Ming’s view, it is a high-level inscription.

"Nephew Zheng, if you feel it is difficult for you to support yourself, you can crush this jade talisman, and I will naturally take you from this mountain." Jin Jian looked cold and took out a jade talisman from his thin hand and handed it to Zheng Ming.

Zheng Ming took the jade talisman and found that the jade talisman was only the size of a finger. On the jade talisman, there were several inscriptions of different sizes engraved on it.

Zheng Ming felt familiar with these inscriptions, but when these inscriptions were carved together, Zheng Ming felt that there was a strange power on the jade talisman.

He learned a lot of inscriptions, but it was difficult to apply them. He could only remember those inscriptions deeply in his heart.

After nodding and expressing his gratitude to Jin Jian, Zheng Ming stepped towards the sword mountain, which was only three feet high. When he reached the sword mountain, the sword mountain, which was only more than two feet high, looked as high as ten thousand feet high.

The mountains are thousands of feet high and endless!

At this moment, Zheng Ming felt that he could not see clearly where the end of the sword mountain was. At this moment, Zheng Ming felt admiration for the ancestor of Tianluo's lineage.

He slowly closed his eyes, but the majestic mountain was still in his heart. His heart told him that all this was an illusion, but the mountain standing like a pillar of heaven was constantly suppressing his challenging thoughts.

This kind of suppression is a kind of suppression of the mind, which is even more hurtful than the suppression of force.

However, this kind of suppression is nothing to Zheng Ming, who has become a thought of a demon. He immediately activated a thought of a demon to protect his mind and walked towards the towering mountain openly.

One step, two steps, three steps...

The mountain was getting closer and closer, and on the high mountain in front of Zheng Ming, there were swords of different sizes but with blades facing upwards.

Every knife flashes with a cold light, every knife seems to be able to take a person's life, and every knife has a murderous intent.

Walk past the blade!

These knives are not treasure swords, but Zheng Ming couldn't hurt the ordinary treasure blade that he had cultivated. He pondered for a moment and took a step slowly towards the treasure blade.

This step was not big, but when he took this step, Zheng Ming saw a blood mark flowing from his feet.

There was very little blood, but the slightest pain penetrated into Zheng Ming's mind like a heart-wrenching heart.

All of this should be an illusion. As long as I ignore it and move forward bravely, Zheng Ming, whose thoughts flashed in his heart, was about to step forward, but a thought appeared in his heart.

Don’t move your Zen mind!

Isn’t it the best way to deal with this illusion method from Bodhidharma? Let the world change, my heart should be eternal!

After gently closing his eyes, Zheng Ming began to urge his Zen mind to move. The various consciousnesses that had already begun to rush into his heart frantically began to weaken the moment his Zen mind was activated.

In just a few blinks of fingers, Zheng Ming slowly opened his eyes. In his eyes, what he saw was no longer the sword mountain, but the inscriptions that kept surging.

If you don’t move your Zen mind, you will directly break the delusion! Those flashing inscriptions are mostly the same as those remembered by Zheng Ming’s heart, but Zheng Ming does not understand the rules of their arrangement.

If you can grasp the rules of these inscriptions, then this hill-like inscription should fall into your own control.

Zheng Ming looked at the flashing trajectories of the inscriptions, and there was a hint of clarity in his heart, but this kind of clarity can only be understood but not expressed in words.

Compared to Zheng Ming's sea of ​​swords and fires, what everyone on the Void Battle Platform saw was still the three-meter-sized hill, and Zheng Ming, who had arrived within ten feet of the hill.

In their opinion, Zheng Ming now can cross the sword mountain that blocks him in just one step forward in just three or two steps.

Zheng Ming's stop was a bit incredible to some people. But at this moment, more people looked at the Wanxiang lineage and instinctively felt a little more fearful.

Zheng Ming's strength was there. Facing this sword mountain, Zheng Ming could not walk below the hill for a quarter of an hour, which was enough to show the terror of the Tianluo lineage.

Half an hour passed, and Zheng Ming still did not move forward. He stood there quietly, making many people think that he had already reached the point of being stupid when he was looking at him.

What's going on?

Many people looked at Jin Jian, the first seat of the Tianluo lineage. At this time, Jin Jian's brows were also slightly frowned. According to Zheng Ming's performance just now, Jin Jian felt that he could at least walk to the mountainside.

What's more, even though the illusion had already been created before the foot of the mountain, the illusion should not have such harm to a leap-off warrior.

Could it be that Zheng Ming’s spiritual cultivation is really bad, so he lost his composure on this sword mountain. If this is the case, it would be a pity.

"Senior Brother Jin Jian, what's going on now?" Jiang Yuan looked at Jin Jian and asked softly.

Although the Tianluo lineage has a great status in Wanxiang Mountain, Jin Jian still has to show his due respect in the face of Jiang Yuan, the sect leader. He pondered for a moment and said respectfully: "It is obvious that Mr. Zheng is trapped."

"I was trapped before I could reach the foot of the mountain. This Daoshan is really amazing!" Song Shuyun said, his words full of emotion.

Jin Jian frowned and understood what Song Shuyun meant. Although he felt a little uncomfortable about Song Shuyun's use of such a small means to tell Zheng Ming's wrong from his mouth.

But the words have reached this point, and he still has to say what he should say.

"A person's cultivation level is high and low, and the spiritual cultivation level is also high and low. Junior Brother Song should not be strange!"

Song Shuyun laughed and said, "Senior Brother is saying." Speaking of this, his eyes turned to Jiang Yuan and said, "Senior Brother, I suggest that our disciples in Wanxiang Mountain should also put some effort into spiritual cultivation in the future."

"After all, whether a warrior can go far is talent, but what is more important is the cultivation of the mind."

Jiang Yuan nodded and said lightly: "We should pay attention to this matter, so as to save some situations of pulling seedlings to facilitate growth."

While the two of them spoke, they attributed Zheng Ming's inability to pass the sword mountain to insufficient mental cultivation. It can be said that just this time, it had formed a very powerful blow to Zheng Ming. Although this blow could not be fatal, it could also make Zheng Ming's reputation fall directly to the bottom.

The old man in charge of Zheng Ming was always paying attention to Zheng Ming. At this time, he heard Jiang Yuan's words and didn't understand Jiang Yuan's thoughts? But in this situation, even if he was willing to help Zheng Ming argue, he could not argue one, two or three.

What's more, he had some complaints about Zheng Ming's actions in his heart: This kid is so ignorant of the world!

It’s already good to regain control of the Changtian lineage. Why bother to challenge the Wanxiang lineage? Then how could the Wanxiang lineage be easily challenged?

It’s okay to suffer some hardship, anyway, the position of his Changtian lineage is already stable. Thinking of this in his heart, he clasped his fists at Jin Jian and said, “Senior Brother Jin, is Zheng Ming exhausted after such a time?”

"I think it's better to condemn him to fail and call him from the sword mountain!"

Regarding the strong old man's proposal, Jin Jian hesitated for a moment, nodded gently and said, "Since I said that, I will take back Daoshan."

"Brother Jin, let's wait. Although this illusion of Daoshan is powerful, it may be a test for Zheng Ming. His master died early, and his teachings will naturally fall on us."

"Haha, I think it's better to let him exercise for a while at this Knife Mountain. This is a training for him."

Song Shuyun smiled softly and said with concern: "The more you go, the more important it is. We elders cannot look at the last disciple of the Changtian lineage and die in the end of the collapse of our state of mind!"

Song Shuyun said the word "death" very loudly, and the expressions of many people also changed drastically with his words.

Song Shuyun said that Zheng Ming might have died in a state of mind and could not suppress his cultivation. It can be said that he had already tear his face apart. However, Zheng Ming's situation at this moment made the strong old man who wanted to help Zheng Ming have nothing to say.

After all, Zheng Ming's performance is really bad!

It was so bad that people could not say anything. In this case, the strong old man could only look at Song Shuyun with an angry look. Of course, this kind of look was too small to threaten Song Shuyun.

Even, he didn't need to take this threatening look to heart. After all, he was Song Shuyun, the second person in the Wanxiang lineage.

"Let Zheng Ming hold on for another hour. After one hour, please trouble Senior Brother Jin to collect Daoshan. In addition, the other martial arts discussions can also start, so don't waste any time." Jiang Yuan coughed softly and ordered in a deep voice.

As the sect leader of Wanxiang Mountain, as long as no one can challenge the status of the Wanxiang lineage at this time, then Jiang Yuan's words will be the law.

Everyone who heard Jiang Yuan's words nodded respectfully. After all, paying attention to Zheng Ming at this time is actually a waste of time.

Xiao Wuhui still attracted a lot of attention, and many people began to use some voice transmission methods to ask him for instructions.

This kind of request can naturally not be hidden from Jiang Yuan's eyes, but Jiang Yuan is still calm, as if he has not seen any of this.

Everything will break through the sky and there will be a final outcome!

However, no one can decide the time for this decision. So in the hearts of most people, they can only wait silently.
Chapter completed!