Nine Yang Divine Doctor Chapter 594: Wanshou Mountain
"The Wanshou Mountain is ahead!" After rushing here all the way, Tianyang showed a happy smile. This Wanshou Mountain is located between Dongsheng Shenzhou and Xiniu Hezhou, and condenses the spiritual veins of the two states. It is a very rare blessed land of Lingshan. The entire Wanshou Mountain is surrounded by rich spiritual energy, and it is almost impossible to see the appearance of the entire Lingshan. A majestic aura comes from the majestic Wanshou Mountain, making him unable to help but feel the urge to worship.
"Brother, are you trying to go to Wanshou Mountain?" An old woodcutter walked across from Tianyang, carrying a bundle of purple spiritual wood behind him.
"This old man, you came down from Wanshou Mountain, right?" Tianyang looked at the woodcutter who suddenly appeared. He really didn't realize that this was just a chance. The demon book in his body trembled again and again, reminding him of this rare opportunity in front of him.
"Young man probably wants to see Zhenyuanzi's Great Immortal. He seems to have gone to the West. If you want to find him, please come back. You won't see Zhenyuan's Great Immortal for the time being." The old woodcutter looked at Tianyang.
"Yes, I just want to meet Zhenyuan Daxian. I don't know if the old man can lead me. I am very grateful."
"Brother, this Wanshou Mountain is not something you can go up at any time. For example, the mountain people born in Wanshou Mountain have the unique atmosphere of Wanshou Mountain, so they can go up the mountain. If you are outsiders, you can't go up Wanshou Mountain at all. You'd better go back early and don't waste time here."
"No matter how difficult it is to walk on Wanshou Mountain, I must see Zhenyuan Daxian. Thank you for your reminder." Tianyang walked forward, but as soon as he stepped into the Wanshou Mountain territory, he felt a huge pressure falling on his body, squeezing out the air in his lungs.
A circle of robbery light rose on Tianyang's body, immediately resisting the pressure outside his body, and continued to rush forward with a light step.
"It's interesting, I just don't know how far he can go!" The old woodcutter glanced at Tianyang, smiled with a meaning on his face, and his body slowly disappeared.
After walking forward for a hundred meters, Tianyang felt that the pressure increased significantly again. The first circle of catastrophe light on his body automatically rose uncontrollably, helping him resist the pressure. Looking at Wanshou Mountain standing between the clouds, Tianyang suddenly felt that he was so weak.
With his mood calmed down, Tianyang continued to move forward, one hundred meters, two hundred meters..., one thousand meters. The third circle of disaster light also slowly rose, and the pressure his body could withstand had almost reached its limit. If he continued to move on, he would probably have to use magic power to protect it, but his magic power was only in the realm of the Golden Immortal, and probably wouldn't be able to support it much.
"What did this damn Wanshou Mountain do? Even if it is so terrifying, even the Daluo Golden Immortal may not be able to walk up easily." Tianyang couldn't help but want to curse, but since he was here to become a disciple, if he couldn't even stand this test, why would others take him as his apprentice?
As he continued to climb up step by step, the mana in his body began to slowly overflow his body surface, forming a layer of robes covering his body, helping him resist the increasingly strong pressure. With the support of his mana, Tianyang walked out to climb an altitude of about ten thousand meters. However, at this height, all the mana in his body had been used. He could no longer continue to increase. The terrifying pressure of Wanshou Mountain was so oppressed that he could hardly lift his feet.
"Three Thousand Swords, break!" Tian Yang shouted angrily. The huge three Thousand Sword Intent in his body used to tear through the terrifying pressure around him, and his body shot out like a sword rainbow. Only in one breath, he rushed to the middle of the mountain. But at this point, even the three Thousand Sword Intent on his body almost solidified. His body was almost flattened by the terrifying pressure of Wanshou Mountain. The blood in his body was pressed so hard that it was almost shot out.
"Ah!" Tianyang roared wildly, and the sound waves were constantly conveying in Wanshou Mountain. He was really unwilling to accept it, and was unwilling to be blocked on the hillside of Wanshou Mountain. But even if he was unwilling to do so, his power has now been exerted to the extreme. The only thing that was not used was the twelve-grade Taoist Lotus Platform, but this Taoist Lotus Platform was his foundation. He really didn't dare to take it out easily. If there was any damage, he wouldn't have time to cry.
"Do you have to give up like this?" Looking up at the top of Wanshou Mountain, your eyes kept changing.
"Daoji Lotus Platform, come out!" Tianyang shouted violently, and the twelve-grade Daoji Lotus Platform slowly flew out of the heavenly orifice. He finally decided to fight. After all, the demon book did not show any danger signs.
The powerful avenue was originally from Ang Guanghua that burst out from the twelve-grade lotus platform, and the pressure around him disappeared all at once, giving Tianyang an unprecedented feeling of ease.
"Twelve-grade Taoist Lotus Platform!" A voice in the void remembered, and a figure instantly appeared beside Tianyang.
"Who are you?" Tianyang looked at the person who suddenly appeared, with rosy and white skin like a baby, with soft and shiny silver hair on his head, wearing a light-colored Taoist robe, and his wide sleeves kept swaying in the wind.
"It's really a twelve-grade lotus platform!" The old Taoist priest looked at the twelve-grade lotus platform above Tianyang's head for a long time, and a hint of nostalgia appeared in his eyes.
"Who is this old Taoist priest?" Tianyang stared at him with his eyes, but he felt like he could not see through. You know, although his cultivation was not strong, because of his twelve-grade Taoist Lotus Platform, all the feelings under the holy realm could not escape his Dharma eyes. Could it be that these people were Zhen Yuanzi, the ancestor of the Earth Immortal, the lord of Wanshou Mountain.
"What do you want to do when you come to Wanshou Mountain?" The old Taoist priest slowly regained his peace and looked at the owner of the twelve-grade lotus platform seriously.
"Of course I came to Wanshou Mountain to worship Zhenyuan Daxian as my master. You, you are not the Zhenyuan Daxian, are you?" Tianyang looked at him. Although there was no trace of fairy aura at all from him, the more he did this, the more he believed in this judgment.
"The old Taoist is indeed Zhen Yuanzi, but if you want to be a master, then you can avoid it. The old Taoist is not qualified to be your master."
"Zhenyuan Daxian, why are you too humble? Although you have not been able to become the saint, you are also a semi-saint powerful person with great merit and great cultivation. You may not be much weaker than a true saint. Isn't this qualified to be my master?"
"Yes, the old Taoist is just a half-saint, and he will never have the chance to break through to the supreme saint. You have the twelve-grade Taoist foundation and have the potential to break through the realm of a saint. How can a half-saint be qualified to be a saint master? Saints represent the great way, how can the old Taoist dare to be a master of a great way? Isn't this to let the old Taoist lose his luck and merits!" Zhen Yuanzi shook his head firmly. Although it is everyone's dream to accept a disciple with extraordinary qualifications. However, no one with such qualifications has the courage to accept, and even the six great saints have to consider it.