The so-called Timeless Mountain means that you can forget about time and concentrate on practicing here.
The magnetic field here is abnormal, and even monks can get dizzy if they are in it. But the amazing thing is that if you practice here, one month here can be worth a year's hard work.
It is precisely because of this that the Crow Temple uses this place as a holy place for practice for barbarian monks. It is just because the magic tools they learn are vicious and ghostly techniques, so the timeless mountain is like a ghost.
According to legend, there is a treasure in Wushi Mountain, which is the sacred object of the Crow God, but no one has ever seen it.
Ordinary barbarians will never set foot here. Even if they get lost occasionally, they will make a ghostly magic weapon with the help of "kind-hearted" monks.
Therefore, among the barbarians, Wushi Mountain is a place where people talk about it with disgrace.
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If you want to go to the Crow Temple, the shortest way is through Wushi Mountain.
Shen Gongbao also felt that this place was strange before, so he walked around the mountain several times for this reason. After finding no results, he just said, "This treasure is not destined for me" and left happily.
As soon as Di Xin stepped into Wushi Mountain, he felt that he was in a huge magnetic field. In this magnetic field, he suddenly felt that he could no longer distinguish between east, west and north. The sky was covered with a veil, making it difficult to see clearly.
Hong Jin felt dizzy and about to fall down at any moment, but the saint had been accustomed to it because she had lived in the Crow Temple since she was a child.
"Your Majesty, in terms of scenery alone, it is one of the best among the Wuxi Barbarians."
The moment the saint saw Di Xin, her eyes returned to normal. She was very admiring and felt good about him, so she started talking to Di Xin.
Di Xin glanced at the saint and said with a smile, "There are thousands of peaks, and you can see mountains all the time."
"What a poem!"
The saint's adoring eyes were full of excitement, and the love in her eyes was very obvious.
However, this aroused Hong Jin's dissatisfaction, but Di Xin didn't care. He was now a killer, especially to young girls.
Hong Jin didn't dare to do anything to Di Xin, but he looked at the saint and felt a little unfamiliar, but he didn't show it.
"Your Majesty, this Timeless Mountain changes in four seasons. Each season is different, and the sense of time practiced is also different. What we are in now is spring, and the sense of time is one as two, and one as three in summer.
In autumn, one should be used as four, and in winter, at its peak, one should be used as five."
The saint didn't notice Hong Jin's expression at all, and was still introducing Wushi Mountain.
“How about that top of the mountain?”
Di Xin pointed to the top of Wushi Mountain in the farthest place. It was covered by clouds and fog all year round and could not be seen clearly, but Di Xin felt that there was something he needed there.
"That is the territory of the Crow God. I have never been there. I heard that the great wizard once went in and said that the place is very mysterious and cannot be explained to outsiders."
"Oh? Let's go there!"
After saying that, Di Xin walked away. Hong Jin thought to himself that he was just investigating and it was inappropriate to break into this forbidden area openly and honestly. However, the king had spoken and he could only obey.
This Wushi Mountain is full of young monks. They are either practicing the art of poison, or the art of ghosts, or they are practicing Xiangxi witchcraft. This is very different from the Qi refiners in China.
And the further you go inside, the stronger the monk becomes and the weirder the secret techniques he uses become.
For example, the young evil monk in front of him who was playing with will-o'-the-wisps was marked with various colors on his body because he was a barbarian. He had a stern look in his eyes. He took out a kind of phosphorus powder with both hands and sprinkled it in front of Di Xin.
After sprinkling the phosphorus powder, Di Xin heard the sound of ghosts crying. It was a very sad sound that made people's hair stand on end. Moreover, because it was phosphorus powder, it would be flammable when exposed to fire, and the smile of this evil monk looked even more weird.
Di Xin looked at the fool in front of him and gave Hong Jin a chance to show off.
Hong Jin chuckled, and the Yanyue Sword appeared in his hand. He raised the sword and brought it down. With a click, the evil monk was beheaded. Before he died, he still wondered why these three Middle-earth people came to Wushi Mountain.
After that, Hong Jin killed 24 evil cultivators, 12 poison wizards, and 6 zombie players all the way, which really opened Di Xin's eyes.
It's just unclear whether Hong Jin is too strong or these monks are too weak. None of these evil cultivators can be the enemy of Hong Jin. Even Hong Jin is tired of killing people.
"Are all the Crow God Cult like this?"
Di Xin was bored, looking at these stupid monks who were like moths to the flame, why couldn't they think better.
"Your Majesty, Hong Jin's strength may be nothing in Middle-earth, but among the barbarians, even with the addition of Crow Temple, he is still a first-class strong man."
When the saint looked at Hong Jin, the light in her eyes could be clearly seen, but Di Xin saw it. Maybe the saint's purpose in marrying Hong Jin was impure.
It was just their husband and wife's affairs that Di Xin didn't bother to take care of.
Hong Jin took advantage of the rest time to gasp for air. Cutting people took a lot of energy.
Di Xin looked at Hong Jin and thought about it in his mind.
"Hong Jin, you should take this pill."
Hong Jin didn't hesitate, picked it up and ate it.
Not long after, Hong Jin's whole body was filled with endless strength, and there was a slight sweat on his forehead, as if he had some leeway.
"This elixir!"
Produced by the royal palace, it must be a fine product.
This elixir was refined by Di Xin these days by imitating the Nine Turns Golden elixir. However, due to the medicinal materials, it is not possible to make the elixir. The effect of the medicine is only to increase the strength, which is nothing.
But just for such an ordinary medicine, Hong Jin's face showed excitement.
"Your Majesty, what kind of medicine is this? It's so effective!"
"Uh...this is Dali Pill!"
Di Xin didn't have time to name it yet, so he opened his mouth and named it Dali Wan.
"Dali Pill! I actually took such a magical medicine. Thank you so much, Your Majesty. Hong Jin is grateful!"
[Due to taking Dali Pill, Hong Jin’s loyalty increased to 60%]
Di Xin was a little embarrassed, but he still showed an indifferent look and gave a bottle of Dali Pills to Hong Jin.
"Your Majesty! This..."
"There are three powerful pills in this bottle, don't lose your strength."
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
If you want a horse to run fast, you have to give it grass. Thinking about those people in future generations who would not give their horses grass but wanted them to run, Di Xin couldn't help but have some evil thoughts in his heart.
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A few hours later, Di Xin and the others came to the winter area closest to the top of the mountain. The environment here was harsh and the monks were stronger than before.
But with Daliwan, Hong Jin can cut through those evil cultivators just like cutting vegetables, and there are few enemies of the Three Harmonies.
It's just that there are ripples in Di Xin's heart, but these evil cultivators have a common characteristic, that is, it is not as good as reincarnation after death, but they are pulled by something and float to the top of the mountain.
This aggravated Di Xin's curiosity, so the three of them walked directly to the mountain.
After a while, we arrived at the top of the mountain.
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On the top of the mountain, there are clouds and mist, and it rains all year round. Once you enter, you feel wet.
“The environment here is as good as ten!”
The saint shouted in surprise.
"Since you are here, don't leave!"
The mixed voices of a man and a woman came out, wearing masks with green faces and fangs, and wearing rags, but the man and woman were conjoined.