Chapter 154 Yin Dao and Chai Men, entering the fog

Along the mountain road, the stone characters carved on the shore turned the surrounding environment into a crazy sea of ​​waterfalls with thousands of needles and leaves, causing great harm to Ning Que's body and spirit. In the confrontation with this simulated nature, he showed

The stronger he is, the more terrifying the power displayed by those stone characters. Even though he has not fallen down yet, his body is already extremely weak.

He raised his arm, wiped the blood from the corners of his lips, and walked towards the bridge. When he stepped across the small bridge, the invisible but ubiquitous pressure around him suddenly disappeared. Knowing that he had finally passed the first level, he subconsciously turned back.

Looking at the long mountain road, I sighed with lingering fear.

There were two young practitioners sitting beside Qiaotou Mountain Road. Their faces were very gloomy, even a little desperate. Even when they heard Ning Que's footsteps, they did not raise their heads to look at him. It seemed that to them, this world

It has no meaning anymore.

Ning Que walked up to them, looked at their expressions, and suddenly said seriously: "If you should give up, just give up. It's not a shame."

When he passed by Xie Chengyun, he did not stop or talk to this talented man who was favored by thousands of people in the academy.

Xie Chengyun's eyes moved from the feet on the mountain path to the back figure that continued to move forward. There was a faint look of confusion in his eyes. He felt that the back figure looked familiar, but there were some things he couldn't figure out.

Ning Que knew that there were still weird things on the mountain trail behind the bridge, otherwise the three climbers, including Xie Chengyun, would have been so desperate and sat at the end of the bridge, leaning against the trees, but he did not stop to observe or do anything else.

thing, but went straight up.

The mountain path was so curved that it was difficult to see the end. He lowered his head slightly and walked silently, walking slowly along the bluestone path that divided the spring flower forest into two halves. He walked through several bends, passed several lakes, and passed through several flower fields.

, after climbing over a steep rock cliff, the mountain road sloping upward suddenly sloped downwards, passing through several flower fields, passing several lakes, and walking through several bends.

Then he looked up and saw the wooden bridge, the trees at the head of the bridge and the three depressed climbers.

The winding mountain road was heading up the mountain, but in the end it turned back to the original place. It looked a bit like the legendary forest wall. The cool breeze was gradually rising in the forest at the bridge head, the dusk was getting cooler, and there was an eerie and inexplicable smell.

There was no look of shock on Ning Que's face, let alone any fear. He just looked at the tree at the bridge and the people under the tree in a daze for a while, then turned around and looked at the mountain road that he had already walked.

He closed his eyes silently.

After seeing the picture of the bridge before, he thought of a possibility: this mountain road would bring people back.

The reason is very simple. Even if there is an abyss or a soul-eating beast in front of the mountain road, the three climbers, including Xie Chengyun, may not be able to climb it, but there is no reason for all three of them to give up their climbing efforts at the bridge.

, and the expressions on their faces do not look like they are tragic after suffering some kind of torture, but more like a kind of lost and futile effort.

The question is why does the mountain path behind the bridge bring people back to where they were? This is a problem that Ning Que needs to solve now. He closed his eyes and stood silently under the mountain path behind the bridge. He stretched out his hands outside his sleeves and gently felt the wind.

the breath.

The mountain path that seems to be moving forward can only take people back to the original place. If the secret cannot be solved, then the climber can only walk up the mountain path over and over again in vain, and then walk back to the original place over and over again in despair.

The three depressed climbers at the end of the bridge finally gave up in this boring and desperate cycle. At this time, they saw Ning Que, a fellow traveler, standing in front of the mountain path and thinking deeply, thinking that he would be like them before.

They would try to walk up the mountain trail again, and then come back with a confused expression after a while. Their faces could not help but have a look of sympathy and some sarcasm.

There was no sympathy or sarcasm on Xie Chengyun's face. Ning Que was not shocked by this magical mountain road, but when he saw Ning Que's face clearly as he walked back from the mountain road, he was shocked beyond words.

After the academy entrance examination, during the days when he kept climbing the stairs, Xie Chengyun had always regarded Ning Que as his strongest opponent. However, it was only after the mid-term examination that he confirmed that he had a high regard for this soldier boy from the border town.

, In the following time, Ning Que was ostracized and neglected by the students in the academy. Although he did not add insult to injury, he had indeed forgotten this former opponent.

The second floor of the academy opened. His target was Prince Long Qing. He even thought that there would be many other strong opponents during the exam, but he just didn't think of Ning Que because he thought he had already defeated the opponent, so why bother betting on the next one?

More attention? What qualifications does a defeated general who once fell in front of him have to distract him?

It was not until today at Qiaotou that he saw Ning Que's back on the mountain path and Ning Que walking down the mountain path. His heart suddenly tightened and he realized that he had never defeated the opponent at all. He might even have never seen this classmate clearly.

Xie Chengyun has personally experienced the pain that the mountain path at the other end of the bridge will bring to climbers. At this moment, he can naturally think of how someone who can survive that stretch of mountain path could end up in a bet.

Abandoning the exam due to illness? An even sadder conclusion appeared in his mind. In the past six months in the academy, Ning Que had not made any excuses or tried to challenge himself again. Perhaps it was not because of his guilty conscience, but because of the look in his eyes.

There is no self at all.

Xie Chengyun looked at Ning Que who was bowing his head in thought at the bottom of the mountain road. He stood up with difficulty holding on to the tree. After watching him hesitate for a moment, he said: "The mountain road is fake. The vitality is flowing naturally. There is no way to find a passage. You can't pass it."

Ning Que opened his eyes, didn't look back, didn't answer, just stared at the mountain road in front of him.

In the past year, he has read too many books on spiritual practice. When it comes to his broad vision, it is difficult for Xie Chengyun or others to compare with him. He just walked around this mysterious mountain road.

He judged that someone had set up a formation on the mountain path, and this formation was closely integrated with the rocks on the cliff. It was powerful because of the harmony.

It's a pity that formations, like Fu Dao, are the most complicated and difficult methods to learn in the world of cultivation. Even Chen Pipi doesn't know much about them. Ning Que has only read some books and knows some basic knowledge of formations, but hasn't even scratched the surface.

Of course, there is no way to break the formation.

Ning Que thought for a moment, brought his hands hanging outside his sleeves to his chest, and made a mental bridge with his fingertips. He activated his mind power to output through the snowy mountain air sea, feeling the fluctuations of heaven and earth vitality in the mountain road, and then walked slowly away.

Go up.

I don't know how long it took, but Ning Que's figure appeared again on the mountain road.

There was still no expression on his face. After reaching the end of the bridge, he continued to look back and stare at the sloping upward mountain road in a daze.

The main purpose of his previous walk on the mountain path was to sense the fluctuations of heaven and earth energy in the mountain path, and to try to find a passage beyond the formation. However, he found that the formation in the mountain path was really magical. When the climber tried to use

When the power of mind controls the vitality of heaven and earth to sense the passage of the formation, once the vitality of heaven and earth mobilized by the climber comes into contact with the formation, it will automatically cause some very subtle changes in the formation. These seemingly subtle changes have a profound impact on the climber.

It's like a cliff.

What's even more amazing is that the stronger the climber's mental power, the more abundant the heaven and earth energy that he can control. Once the formation is touched, the fluctuations caused by the heaven and earth energy that covers the real mountain path will become more violent, directly destroying the passages that the climber just touched.

This means that the stronger the mind power of the person who wants to walk through the mountain path behind the bridge, and the richer the energy of heaven and earth that can be controlled, the easier it will be to discover the real mountain path hidden in the formation, but at the same time, the formation will be destroyed faster.

Change and cover up the real mountain road again.

If a climber wants to pass through this mountain path covered by the formation, there are only three ways: First, you are fast enough. When you just discover the real mountain path, you turn into electricity and rush to get there before the formation is touched and changed.

Fly over. Second, your realm is high enough. You don’t need to mobilize the vitality of heaven and earth to touch and sense. You only need to use your mind to look at it casually, you can see through the formation, see the flow of vitality between the mountain roads, and then find that road. Three

, your power of thought is strong enough to control the vitality of heaven and earth to accurately sense the channels in the formation, but at the same time, you must ensure that these vitality of heaven and earth cannot be sensed by the formation and thus change.

There must be practitioners who are faster than the formation triggering speed, such as those legendary saints who entered the distanceless realm, but that person is definitely not Ning Que. There must be practitioners whose realm is high enough to see through the formation at a glance, such as those who have entered the realm at this time.

Prince Longqing in the mist on the mountainside, but that person is definitely not Ning Que.

For Ning Que, and for these desperate practitioners in Qiaotou, in fact they can only choose the third method, but if you analyze it carefully, you can know that this third method is basically impossible to achieve.

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They are like a blind man who cannot see. The energy fluctuations that form the formation on the mountain path are like a maze made of a substance softer than butter. The blind man can only touch the cream walls with his hands, and he must touch them extremely carefully.

Only with careful attention can you find the passage of this cream maze, and at the same time, do not let the cream wall deform in the slightest, because once it deforms, the maze will change again.

To do all this, the blind man needs to have a pair of the gentlest hands in the world. These gentle hands can catch the wind in the forest without the wind knowing it. They can take off the clothes of a woman on the bed without her waking up. They can brush the ink sweat in the inkstone without waking up.

Not a little bit black.

For practitioners, these gentle hands are the vitality of heaven and earth mobilized by their thoughts.

They must ensure that the vitality of heaven and earth they mobilize is precise enough and gentle enough, that they can control the fine needle to embroider, that the flowers can stick to the bees, and that the bees can dance on the tip of the needle, so that they can try to do what they want to do.

However, which cultivator in the world would be so bored that the extremely powerful mind power cultivated through meditation must be forced to make the mobilized vitality of heaven and earth weak and gentle, and then spend countless efforts to practice this which is not beneficial to the practice.

Embroidery skills?

"The person who set up the formation on the mountain road must be an old pervert."

Ning Que looked at the winding mountain road in front of him and made what he thought was the most accurate judgment on the formation master in the academy. Then he put his hand into his arms and touched the pile of extremely thin and cool things, silently

I thought: "But I seem to be a pervert too."

Just as he sighed when he looked at the sky with slightly wet eyes on the mountain road beyond the bridge, these years of hardships and hardships seem to have become a gift given to him by Master Haotian. There is absolutely no way for a normal practitioner to use the first

There are three ways to pass the mountain road, but Ning Que seems to be able to use one. Although he may not be able to pass, at least he retains that wonderful possibility.

From a very young age, Ning Que would continue to meditate whenever he had time, whether eating, sleeping, dazed, or writing. As he was ignorant of the snow-capped mountains and seas of energy, the power of thoughts gained from meditation had been accumulated in the sea of ​​consciousness.

As the years went by, it became unknown what kind of vast lake it had become. Until last year, it finally became clear to him, and it became his biggest reliance.

With such powerful telepathy, only an idiot would deliberately make the vitality of heaven and earth that he can mobilize weak and gentle. Ning Que doesn't want to, but he is different from other ordinary practitioners. He is not able to practice in the first place. He is just connected to

An unexpected encounter changed his destiny, but in the end, the Qi Sea and Snow Mountain in his body could only barely penetrate ten orifices. The vitality of heaven and earth he could sense was really pitiful.

Because there are few, they are gentle.

As for regulating the vitality of heaven and earth to do embroidery kung fu, this seemingly perverted and boring move is actually what Ning Que has been doing every night in Lin 47 Lane for the past six months. He can control too little vitality of heaven and earth.

, he knew that it would be extremely difficult to win with these in battle, so he increasingly wanted to make the control more detailed.

Under the candlelight every night, under the curious gaze of Sangsang, the young man who finally entered the world of spiritual practice kept meditating, sensing the vitality of the heaven and earth in the room, controlling the leaves, the wooden basin, the candlestick, and the black pen.

Control paper and inkstone, control toilet, control everything.

To this day, he has always been stagnant in the realm of non-confusion and has not yet been able to find his destiny. He still cannot control the flying swords like those sword masters to fly around and kill people invisible in the air.

But he can control the hundreds of fallen leaves under the trees in the courtyard to fly one by one to the stove and pile them up into a hill. He can control the wooden basin to move from one end of the bed to the other with difficulty like a fat baby, provoking

Lai Sangsang burst into excited applause. He could control the brush to slowly fall onto the inkstone and then lift it up to write on the paper like a novice boy.

Ning Que practiced silently and hard like he had learned to kill beasts and people in the Min Mountains, and practiced flying to control the vitality of the world like countless swings of a sword. The fallen leaves were flying all over the courtyard, and the foot-washing water was flowing all over the house.

The ink spilled all over the desk and the white wall, the stench from the toilet dumping, and the sweat from Sangsang cleaning up the mess are all his proof.

This method is very hard, and that is what hard work means. This method is clumsy, and that is what diligence can make up for one's weakness. This method is very perverted, and most people cannot even think of it, let alone do it.

That's why even God was moved.

Xie Chengyun supported the tree, looked at Ning Que at the foot of the mountain road, and said bitterly: "Ning Que, I don't know why you keep hiding your strength. Maybe you look down on me, but I can see that you are just like me.
To be continued...