"So scary?" Yang Di felt like he was suffocating. No wonder the iron sword in the hands of Old Man Zifeng, the head brother, made him feel that there was a terrifying demonic quality.
It was obviously a very ordinary three-foot green blade, dull and dull, and even stained with blood.
However, it is such an iron sword that no one would want even if it was sold for scrap metal, but it is frightening.
That feeling cannot even be expressed in words.
"Although I don't approve of the serious deviation and extreme kendo, old man, and I don't even think that those things are kendo, but I have to admit that this old immortal is indeed strong and domineering, because his nickname is Iron Sword
Yama!" Old Wei Zhongtian sighed. Although he didn't approve of it, he still had some respect for the old immortal.
The sword in the old immortal's hand has been replaced many times, and the quality has become worse and worse every time it is replaced. From the peerless sword at the beginning, it has become a rusty iron sword now.
However, what is extremely strange is that on the road of change, the old immortal goes to more and more extremes, and the sword in his hand becomes more and more terrifying.
So much so that many monks in the past called it the Iron Sword Yama!
Yang Di was awestruck, but he was also in awe. This senior was indeed a legend in this world.
The addition of the head of Zixiao Pavilion caused the dispute in this airspace to tilt instantly. The old man galloped with an iron sword in his hand, without any opponent.
A moment later, the most powerful assassin from the Shadow Sect who was the first to come out to kill was cut in half by him in the air, showering him with blood.
They are also the most powerful beings. Obviously, the strength of the leader of Zixiao Pavilion is much higher than the other most powerful ones present.
Seeing this scene, the remaining people felt chilled in their hearts and hurriedly turned around and left.
This old immortal is more terrifying than the one in the legend. When the iron sword comes out, who can compete with him in this world?
After the enemies retreated, the old man Iron Sword disappeared quietly. Yang Di wanted to thank the two men, but was stopped by the old man Zifeng.
"My senior brother almost doesn't want to have contact with others, I hope you can forgive me," explained the old man Zifeng.
Old man Wei Zhongtian secretly transmitted a message and said: "The old immortal is afraid that getting too close to strangers will arouse the murderous thoughts in his heart and trigger a murderous disaster that even he cannot control."
Yang Di took a deep breath and then had no choice but to give up.
But Lao Dao and others reminded him that the old man with the iron sword had not gone far and was walking with them nearby.
This made Yang Di extremely grateful, and at the same time he was amazed at how bizarre these strange people in the monastic world were.
"You brat, there are many people over there waiting for you now. You should be lucky that Fairy Island City is protected by the laws of order left by ancient times!" The old madman glared and cursed with a smile.
Yang Di was speechless and didn't know what to say.
Later, the old madman sent a message and secretly told him that he had repeatedly rejected the Taoist sect before, and now the voices of dissatisfaction with him in the sect have become more and more loud. Don't be surprised if he is targeted by some people from the Taoist sect later.
Yang Di felt a little grateful. It seemed that the old madman must have heard some rumors, so he came to remind him.
Not long after, a magnificent ancient city appeared in front of everyone.
The area of that ancient city is dozens of times larger than the ruins of the Haoyue Ancient Clan. It is simply a wonder on the earth. If you look around, you can't see the end.
Different from other ancient ruins, this ancient city is quite well-preserved, with tall pavilions, stone towers reaching into the sky, and clean and tidy streets, all exuding an ancient and solemn atmosphere, like a vast imperial city.
Over the ancient city, there is a bright light shrouding it, like the afterglow of the setting sun, exuding a fairy charm.
After entering the ancient city, all the precious phantoms were unable to fly in the air. On the originally empty streets, there were now a large number of monks rushing towards the center of the ancient city.
The strangest thing is that the streets in this ancient city are actually on a slope. From the outside to the inside, the terrain continues to rise diagonally upward.
Yang Di and others were climbing up the hill right now. At a glance, they seemed to be on the road to the sky. When they turned back, they could see the city gates and walls behind them.
"Eh? Why do I feel that there is a mountain on the highest peak?" Su Le stared at the distant heights with his eyes wide open and exclaimed.
"Haha, that's Jiuxian Mountain. It has nine peaks and is located at the highest point in Xiandao City. Some people also call it Tianshan Mountain!" Old man Liu Yifan explained with a smile.
After climbing for an unknown amount of time, when Yang Di and everyone turned back, they could actually see clouds and mist below this long street.
Although the slope is not steep, the road is too long, and before you know it, you are standing at a very high place.
The highest point of Xiandao City is a huge grassland, surrounded by ancient temples, and in the deepest part of the grassland, nine mountains reach straight into the sky, giving people in the square a sense of being very small.
When Yang Di and others climbed up, they could no longer see the city wall or gate behind them, and countless people had gathered in this open area.
In an instant, their group was submerged in the sea of people, no longer conspicuous. It was extremely cold at high places. The open space seemed to stand in the sky, with cool wind howling and dense clouds and mist.
Some monks were visiting the ancient temples around them, waiting for the official start of the Dao Fighting Conference.
And more people were sitting cross-legged on the ground facing the nine magnificent mountains in the distance, as if they were comprehending something.
Taoist Qingzhong explained: "According to legend, the nine realms of monks originated from these nine solitary peaks, where the original rhythm of monasticism flows and is regarded as the carrier of the avenue. Our cultivation method comes from immortals, and that
The nine solitary peaks are the guiding stones given by the immortals to the mortal world!"
"Although there is no way to verify those legends, enlightenment from the Nine Immortals Mountain will indeed yield good results. Many monks came here specially for this opportunity. In the battle for the leader of the Nine Realms, it is impossible for everyone to have such confidence.
." Old Man Bingji added.
"Really..." Yang Di was surprised, and then he took Crazy Girl and the others to a place with few people, sat down cross-legged, and began to stare at the nine solitary peaks in the distance.
Then Yang Di was surprised to feel that seven of the nine solitary peaks from left to right were spinning in front of his eyes.
Gradually, the seven peaks seemed to turn into countless obscure symbols, flowing like rivers, and Yang Di seemed to be among them. Many important past events on his cultivation path were presented before his eyes.
"It's so amazing." The crazy girls and the others beside them were also amazed.
Lao Tao and others told me that different people, with different moods, will see different rhythms when looking at Jiuxian Mountain from a distance.
Use your own practice to continuously evolve those rhythms and symbols, and you may gain enlightenment, but everything depends on your own opportunities.
Yang Di now has a cultivation level of the sixth level of the Soul Cultivation Realm. Measured by the standards of the Ninth Realm, he is the seventh level.
Therefore, he could see the changes in the seven peaks.
But perhaps because the surroundings were too noisy, it was difficult for Yang Di to meditate. After pondering for a long time, he didn't get anything substantial.
Most of the countless monks around us now know that Nine Immortals Mountain is extremely extraordinary, but whether we can gain insights from the Kuchan Gang's meditation still requires a chance.
Yang Di reflected for a moment, then calmed down, and tried to use soul power, soul power, Tao embryo and even the innate true fire to evoke the aura of the seven peaks.
Then he was pleasantly surprised to find that it was indeed effective, especially the Tao Ti, which actually had new lines and textures that were drawn during the communication process.
Yang Di already knew that this was a sign that the Dao Titus was constantly evolving and was becoming complete step by step. Judging from the rough outline, it seemed to be outlining a villain.
Accompanying this evolution, Yang Di's body now had a faint golden glow, and an inexplicable Taoist rhyme seemed to be flowing around him.
When the monks around him saw this, they were all surprised. Most of them had nothing obvious to gain from looking at the Nine Immortals Mountain from a distance, so any changes in anyone would attract attention.
There have been many amazing people in this grassland clearing before, and they have gained obvious benefits in the process of comprehending the Nine Immortals Mountain.
Tantai Qiuyue, Jiang Tingting, Ao Yi, Ji Changxin and others are all included in this list, and the changes are still showing up in those people, attracting a lot of attention.
But in this relatively remote place, there are actually people who can perceive the mystery of Jiuxian Mountain, which is somewhat incredible.
"This little friend is lucky enough to see through the illusion and get something useful." An old monk nearby sighed with envy.
"I guess it's because the bloodline has been baptized." Someone speculated.
"It is too difficult to baptize the blood with the charm of Jiuxian Mountain. Most of them are opportunities to perfect the foundation of cultivation."
"There are also some Taoist methods that further open up new directions, but I don't know what kind of young man he is..."
Many people around him immediately turned their attention to Yang Di and made speculations.
What kind of benefits can be gained from perceiving the charm of Jiuxian Mountain varies from person to person, but the general types are nothing more than Taoism, foundation, constitution, and bloodline.
Relatively speaking, gains in Taoism are the most common. For example, some people encounter bottlenecks in their practice, or they encounter resistance in practicing some powerful magical power. In the process of enlightenment here, they suddenly rely on the rhythm created by the charm of Jiuxian Mountain.
Make a breakthrough in one fell swoop, or get an opportunity for a breakthrough.
The second step is to improve the foundation of spiritual practice. Most monks have their own shortcomings in their spiritual practice. They can use the charm of Jiuxian Mountain to complete them as much as possible.
But the biggest gain is the recovery of the body and the deification of the bloodline, especially the latter, which is regarded as the biggest opportunity under the Nine Immortals Mountain.
At this moment, those geniuses, as well as the powerful people from all walks of life, are trying their best to look at the Nine Immortals Mountain in the distance, eager to obtain these blessings.
"Oh my god! A fiery red rune appeared on Ao Yi's forehead. What did he get? Did he develop a powerful magical power, or did he live up to the true meaning of the Tao related to himself?"
In an area in the distance, someone exclaimed, and among the crowd, a handsome figure raised the corners of his mouth and smiled with some satisfaction.