Chapter 1260

Hongmeng Ziqi appears one after another, which makes people who are practicing hard here unable to sit down.

Such scenes are rare.

"It's supposed to be his first time climbing."

"It's really rare to get four Hongmeng Ziqi rewards for breaking through so many obstacles one after another for the first time."

The first time to climb a mountain, the reward is also the most.

"Generally speaking, every ten is a level. After ten, you will probably get a reward, but you have to be outstanding in the ten to get it," the silver haired man explained

"If you perform mediocre in the level, you won't get any reward even if you pass ten, or you won't get much purple Qi."

"Your friend, the reward is not small, that his performance is good."

Ye Zichuan nodded, not clear about this.

"Is it true that the higher your accomplishments are, the stronger your strength will be, and the higher your ability will be?" He asked.

Unexpectedly, the silver haired man shook his head: "yes, it's not."

"The test of Hongmeng mountain is very strange. Everyone's experience is different. Some people are partial to the body, some people are partial to the soul, and some people are partial to the rules of Taoism and Dharma..."

"However, there is a consensus that the stronger the people are, the stronger they will be in all aspects. Therefore, your statement is not wrong. The stronger the people are, the higher they will get."

"But if the two strength levels are similar, the difference between them depends on who has deeper attainments in which aspect."

Ye Zichuan nodded as if he knew nothing.

Combined with his own situation, he began to think about what he would encounter.

Maybe it's the soul. After all, his soul has always been the strongest, which is also his proud capital.

In such a quiet waiting, time gradually passed.

More than two months have passed.

For more than two months, there was no reaction on the top of the mountain. Li Changye spent much more time this time than before.

Half a year later, a purple light appeared again on the mountain.

This time, the purple light was much brighter than the previous four times. That kind of brilliance was immortal, and it lit up on the mountain for a long time.

After a long time, the turbulent purple tide gradually converged, and the huge fluctuation gradually calmed down.

"Yes?" Ye Zichuan looked up, as if he had noticed something.

Li Changye came down from the mountain and appeared out of thin air.

He had blood stains on his body, and his body was almost destroyed in his breathing.

This scene makes Ye Zichuan's pupils shrink. Are there any living people on the mountain?

In other words, when you break through the barrier, you will meet your opponent?

"Are you all right?" Ye Zichuan walked over.

Li Changye gave him a smile: "it's OK, it's OK to cultivate for a period of time."

It can be seen that he has gained a lot, with excitement and joy in his eyes.

Ye Zichuan is also sincerely happy for him.

The silver haired man praised and said, "it's not bad. I won five awards for my first mountaineering, which is very rare in the history of Hongmeng mountain."

It's not flattery, it's fact.

Because every mountaineer has a different test, there is no specific way to measure it. It can only be calculated by the number of rewards.

"Have a good rest." Ye Zichuan patted Li Changye on the shoulder.

Li Changye was not polite and sat down directly.

Soon, his whole person changed and fell into deep understanding. There was a rhyme all over him, and an obscure force of time was flowing.

He changed the flow of time around him and made himself accelerate his practice.

The silver haired man's sword eyebrows slightly picked, some surprised: "his law of time, it seems not weak."

Ye Zichuan looked at him: "please look after him for me. Thank you very much."

The silver haired man said with a smile, "are you going to climb a mountain?"

Ye Zichuan nodded.

Silver haired man Shuanglang said: "go ahead, I'll help you watch him. There's no danger here."

"But before that, I'd better introduce myself, eh... You can call me silver hair."

Ye Zichuan

This name is too perfunctory.

It's a fake name.

"My name is Ye Zichuan. He's Li Changye. I'll trouble you first."

"Go ahead, go ahead. I'm curious about how high you can get."

Ye Zichuan turns around and looks at the unattainable Hongmeng mountain.

There are so many legends about this holy mountain in Hongmeng space. What's the secret?

He took a deep breath, adjusted himself to the peak, and then set foot on the peak.

With a flash of shadow, he disappeared and merged into the mountain.

Switch to Ye Zichuan's own point of view, he seems to have come to another world.

Endless flowing light, gorgeous dream, all kinds of colors of light flowing in the void, just like a rendered canvas, spread out in front of Ye Zichuan.

What is this place?

On Hongmeng mountain, it's such a view.

This surprised Ye Zichuan.

However, this may not be the real scene. After all, what everyone encounters is different.

So, what's the test?

Ye Zichuan looks at the flowing Guanghua, as if he saw the void turbulence. All kinds of chaotic spaces are superimposed together, and countless fragments reflect countless worlds, which is very similar to the scene here.

"And the breath of soul..."

Ye Zichuan's eyebrows glowed, and his mind was as vast as the ocean, completely drowning his surroundings.

He caught countless light spots, just like fireflies floating in the void.

These are with the breath of soul, like being broken down into the smallest molecules, are countless factors and particles.

Is this the most primitive form of the soul?

Streamer in the flow, such as a colorful River, silent, interwoven with the most dreamy scenery.

In this process, ye Zichuan also felt the transformation of space.

His mind fluctuated, countless soul factors gathered, countless light spots gathered together, and then gradually gathered into a luminous body.

Then, a somewhat illusory figure appeared in front of him.

It's a soul.

He made a soul.

He can do this before, and now he just repeats it.

Ye Zichuan shakes his head and feels wrong. Then he breaks up the illusory figure and turns it into a factor again.

Then there was a surge of strength in his brow.

Creationism can shape life.

But most of the creation gods shape life with the help of the soul factor that already exists in the universe.

With these blank, no memory of pure soul power to shape a new soul.

But ye Zichuan is not the same, he can not rely on the power of these pure souls, he can shape out of thin air.

The mind fluctuates, and an illusory figure reappears.

This time, ye Zichuan did not use the soul factor in the void, but completely relied on himself, relying on the power of the soul gem he absorbed.