There are stones on the mountain, and stones are like blocking the heart and chest, and if they are not destroyed, they will breathe hard. レ♠レ

The demon clone began to climb the mountain, and the rings and fires were all the way, so of course it could not be faster; but behind him, there were no more three blocks on the sword-like road, as if a sharp edge was being cut out.

Notches, wounds, passes, passes... No matter what the mouth is, it is always a harm to the peaks.

It is ridiculous to expect such a wound to cause its collapse; Shisanlang quickly discovered the problem. Although he did not absorb his own strength, the three types of stones could still be replenished from the mountain, but the speed was extremely slow and far from being compared with the other blocks.

"Healing? Resisting? Struggling?"

Shisanro was not discouraged by this, but instead confirmed that he had gone the right path. He asked the mountain peak, but he was still quite content with not getting a response, saying, "Resist, the more I am, the happier I am."

In an excited tone, Shisanro stepped up his recovery, while constantly improving his methods, looking for faster means to deal with this process, and they all said to listen to it when facing his own mountain.

"This forbidden ring was created because of you. Should I be named... Breaking the formation? Breaking the peak? Breaking the illusion? Which one do you like?"

There were many stones on the mountain road, but Shisanlang quickly discovered that the layers of stones that really played the suction and could be supplemented from the mountain were not too "thick". When he could block its source in this way, the target was not as far away as before. At the same time, the more times the ban rings were used, the faster it was, and the more banned stones, the more proficient it was, from one piece at a time to three pieces, five pieces, and seven pieces... less than fifty meters climbed the slope, it took Shisanlang a full month to increase its efficiency to twenty-eight pops up at a time.

This means that the process of Shisanlang's stone destruction is no longer like before, but continues to climb like a snail.

Don’t be afraid of being slow, just be afraid of standing. Folk sayings contain great wisdom. Shisanlang’s left hand grabs the stone to break, and before it completely splashed open, the forbidden ring in his right hand had arrived. At the same time, he tapped his left hand again, and twenty-eight sparks shot out, marking the complete death of a stone.

One grab, one hold, one pop, and another pop, Shisanlang repeated this action, like a puppet in an artist's hand.

Monotonous, boring, progressive, and happy.

"Actually, this is great. I have been busy all the time. I haven't carefully studied magical powers for a long time. I can take this opportunity to practice well. Maybe I can find many tricks and find some insights.

This is the truth. After a month, Shisanlang obviously felt progress. The most obvious thing was fire control. Just imagine how powerful it can be used to eliminate a small stone? Not to mention how precious the true spirit fire is, you must consider endurance during continuous work, and save convenience. Thousands of exercises, Shisanlang has been able to calculate the flame and truly use it to the fullest.

The technique has been improved, and the perception of the flame has also been sublimated. Not to mention anything else, Shisanlang gradually found a feeling similar to "generation". It means that he has a deeper understanding of the birth and death of the true spirit fire; the consequence is that if he refines the rebirth pill at this time, he will have a higher grasp of success.

"Good things, killing multiple birds with one stone."

The most important thing is to be boring in boring work. Shisanlang understands this principle even if he does not practice Taoism and pays great attention to finding fun for himself. Usually, this is not the best state to understand Taoism. First of all, it is not serious enough, and secondly, it is too sober. The monks often say, "The spirit wanders outside the sky and seeks that little bit of spiritual connection between chaos." This is to integrate the mind into the world, abandon self-thinking, and concentrate on feeling the creation and rules contained in every inch and breath.

Shisanlang didn't like it at all, and did not envy that. He never hoped that one day he would have a sudden enlightenment and ascend to the sky.

In addition to having to fall asleep due to fatigue, Shisanlang likes and is used to keeping himself awake. If he is a little extravagant, he hopes that he can maintain a happy mood. He is willing to analyze every detail he notices, solve every problem he encounters, be excited by every little progress, cheer for his growth, and be constantly inspired.

Practice is like climbing a mountain and climbing a stairs. You can appreciate different scenery at every step. Shisanlang hopes to enjoy this process and of course he must be sober. For example, in terms of goals, his ultimate goal is the same as every practitioner of Taoism, and the difference is only the mentality.

“Mentality is important, it’s really important.”

Shisanlang looked at the back of his clone and said to the mountain peak: "For example, you have grown up to this point in a lonely life. How hard you have endured and how much torture you have endured... Haha, you don't even have a word."

He pointed at himself with his finger back and said proudly: "Destruction is always easier than construction. Now I want to destroy you, it is much less difficult and much more interesting."

Is this a psychological warfare? It should be, the premise is that the other party can hear it and understand the meaning; otherwise, it may be worse than playing the piano against a cow.

Shisanlang obviously didn't think so much. His eyebrows were slightly frowned while speaking, and after a while, he stretched again to add more joy. At this time, his arms were exposed, and the blood color between his forearms and wrists seemed to have been peeled off. His face was pale and bloodless, but his expression seemed like a grand prize. He was eager to show off and show off to others, and enjoy the envy and jealousy of the other party.

With a crackling sound, Shisanlang raised his arms like a treasure, and looked at the mountain and said, "It's done, I'll break another piece of meridian. According to the description of monsters, this is called... not bad!"

Indestructible and Immortal are terms used by practitioners. The difference is that Immortal means that Immortal means Immortality will not die after being injured. The indestructible person cannot be injured at all, and of course the level is higher. What Shisanlang said about indestructible is obviously a ridicule, because every time he destroys the meridians, it means that the influence of the mountain road on it is weakened by a little, and it expands his own advantages in disguise.

Self-deprecating means strength, informing means strength, showing off frivolity also means strength; frivolous and funny actions are made by Shisanro, and somehow they appear particularly powerful and indifferent. Facing the seemingly invincible mountain, Shisanro deliberately acts strong and always adds pressure to his opponents.

"We need to make progress every day, and we need to summarize... Let me calculate."

How many tragic things have happened? If you are an ordinary person, you may be cynical and blame others if you don’t die. If Shisanlang doesn’t do this, he will become stronger and stronger as he fights. His strength is not limited to his strength and cultivation, but also his vision, and his tenacious, open-minded and optimistic heart.

Shisanlang said: "A fifty meters a month. It will take twenty years to reach the top. You have to stay awake and not adjust your magical spirit to achieve it. You, you are really powerful."

As he was speaking, the demon clone had returned from the mountain road. Without saying a word, he sat down and adjusted his breathing, but the deity was still "communicating" with the mountain.

Shisanlang shook his head and said, "The less you go, the more you go, the more time and consumption you spend on the round trip. Twenty years are not enough, absolutely not enough. In other words, I can't finish this before leaving, no wonder you are not afraid."

Mountains express mockery by default.

Shisanlang smiled slightly, did not continue to strike the upper arm, tidied up his clothes and said, "If I say, it can be done in at most two years, do you believe it?"

The mountain peak was silent. Shisanlang suddenly reached out and took off his shoes.

"I should have thought of it long ago."

Looking at the feet of those who have walked thousands of miles and crossed countless opponents, Shisanlang blamed himself: "Just breaking these feet can save at least twice the strength."

Force starts from the ground, and suction starts from the ground. If Shisanlang can turn his feet into palms, and if he sets up a barrier between the mountain and the body, regardless of the spirit, saving twice the strength means double the time.

This means that Shisanro has the possibility of eliminating it before leaving.

There was a rumbling sound of wind around, as sharp as a whistle, not sure if it was anger or panic.

Shisanlang was proud but did not forget himself. While preparing, he said, "When I can take action, I will integrate my clone into my body to eliminate the influence of suction, and double the time."

It has some evidence, but no refutation.

Shisanlang said again: "The release speed of a single forbidden ring can reach up to 130 levels of the blink of an eye. I am not familiar with it now; by the way, this cannot be directly calculated as an increase ratio, because it is only half of it to be synchronized with gravel and arson. It should be the same."

More than just the difference?

It was originally impossible, but after making a lot of numbers, the time has changed from more than twenty years to two or three years, and at most three or five years slower. Next, it depends on whether the mountain can bear it. If the three types of stones are permanently reduced, the consequences will be as serious as Shisanlang thought.

Shisanro was full of confidence in this, but was not satisfied with it. He then said: "It's not worth it to spend a few years to eliminate a waste. My companion is not sure where I was led, and maybe I can't wait that long; let's talk about things like you... maybe there are many?"

“How to improve efficiency?”

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It is difficult to destroy stones, but it is difficult to achieve a degree, not like the sky.

People often describe the difficulty of a certain thing as comparable to climbing the sky, but they do not know that it is often the fear of difficulties to find excuses for cowardice. For practitioners of Taoism, climbing to the sky is always the most difficult; as long as you can see the prospects for anything else, even if it is not so clear, you will continue unswervingly.

Taoist people are perseverance, and Shisanlang is qualified to call himself great perseverance, so when he believes that he is looking at the right direction, his steps will never stop again.

Seven months later.

Shisanlang stood up from the ground, shook his body slightly and took back the demon clone, and began to climb the mountain with a brisk step.

The clone of this deity has the same understanding. Shisanlang does not need to repeat the difficulties that the clone has experienced, but continues his work. He walks to a height of three or four hundred meters in one breath, and his left and right hands and ten fingers are continuously splashing like wheel strings.

Wire patterns flew out of the palm, black, red, purple and orange, like chains formed by rings. The chains traveled on the mountain road like a spirit snake. Each ring seemed to have life, grabbing prey and flying into the sky, disintegrating and wrapping them one by one, and then completely transforming into nothingness.

It seems that Shisanlang is transformed into a thousand-handed monster, swaying his teeth and claws to hunt on the mountain road. His movement speed is still not fast, but he will never stop anymore; behind him, there seems to be smoke and dust echoing, like a slowly accelerating gray dragon.

"Haha, this is reincarnation!"

Shisanlang was chatting and laughing with the mountain peak, and his heart was moved unknowingly. The ring was wrapped around the ring and became a chain, and the chains were connected to each other to become a net. All beings in the net struggled and rose, and they were captured when they touched the net, and after being captured, they were annihilated, or they might become another kind...

If this net was woven large enough and dense enough, wouldn’t it be the reincarnation he imagined?

"It's interesting."

The joke gradually restrained, and Shisanlang's expression gradually became focused, and he worked patiently, weaving, destroying, and moving forward...

I don't know when it started, but the towering mountains seemed to have changed. The green mountains were changing in the direction of greenness, as if they became young; the surrounding houses and halls quickly became gray and decay, as if the flow of time was accelerated. At the same time, the wind on the hillside gradually intensified, blowing clothes and swaying the plants and trees, as if even the mountain was shaking.

Somewhatful, and some depressed.

There are also stars in the sky. If you look carefully, you will find that there are three stars that are becoming dark, extremely slow but give people an irreversible feeling.

"What's going on?"

In the distance, Tianlang Qingyi was walking all the way. At this time, he had just emerged from a hall and looked at the front and the sky in confusion.

"Why is it dark?"

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