Chapter 121

except for him and his master, no one seems to be able to make him rise again. Even he himself is like a fallen leaf drifting with the tide, attached to the waves at the gate of the mountain. Despite the ups and downs of the waves, he has no idea of struggling.

"It's sad to die. Please wait a moment, younger martial brother. Even if you offend the monks in the world, I'll let you recover your pride."

The night in the mountain gate is still the same as it has been for 30 years. The breeze is gentle and the moon is like a hook. But his fist has been clenched for a long time.

At the beginning of the rising sun, 100000 mountains, clouds rolling, the golden sun shining on the boundless mountains, the mountains looming in the mist show precipitous and majestic.

"Dang Dang Dang." A huge bell rang, and the clouds at the edge of the 100000 mountain slowly dispersed, showing a great mountain.

The mountain was clearly seen in the early sun. There was a door on the mountainside, and the stone stairs inside the door went up to the top. The cliff above the door was even more eye-catching.

"Yimen" is a painting with more width and depth. The blood red characters are mysterious and domineering in the morning sun.

The long and strong bell rang nine times, shaking for hundreds of miles. The bell just stopped. At the end of the stone ladder in the mountain gate, a group of people came out slowly.

Neat Blue Road clothes, with a pair of Xianjia style along the stone ladder to the mountain gate.

At first, he was elegant in his clothes, with a black bag on his waist, white beard and red complexion, two white eyebrows soaring into the sky, a pair of Dan eyes, and a pale complexion. His hands and feet were naturally formed, but they were not close to each other.

This man is the master of the Yi gate. He built a large foundation and was full of friars.

On the platform under the two big characters of "Yimen", Lin Wufeng stopped and turned to look at people with different faces.

When they saw this, they also stopped and looked at him.

Yan Changkong is always ready, calm and confident.

Liu Qingyi whispered to Qiu Xiyin about something, and his eyes occasionally flashed a trace of intolerance.

Qiu Xiyin was so excited that his eyes glowed with excitement, and he felt eager to try.

Li Qingquan is also talking to Li Yijia in a low voice, but Li Yijia looks indifferent, full of pride, and has a word to deal with.

However, Yuan Jingtong, sun Xiuyuan's master, rubbed his hands together like sun Xiuyuan. He seemed to be looking forward to the coming fight and was eager to have a fight immediately.

Yi Heng and Zeng Yushu fall last, and they do not talk. Zeng Yushu looks lonely, but sometimes looks at Yi Heng and is excited. It seems that he has seen him killing all sides on the fighting platform.

Although Feng Wuwei tries to keep calm, it seems a little cramped compared with his master Yan Changkong and Lin Wufeng.

"Let's go." Lin Wufeng put everything in his eyes, and without much words, set foot on the magic weapon and took the lead in flying in the air.

Seeing this, they also stepped on their own magic weapons, followed Lin Wufeng and flew away from the mountain.

When the crowd disappeared, Chen Jingjing and another guard turned into the door. Their eyes were full of excitement and their hearts were full of expectation.

"Brother, are you nervous?" Zeng Yushu asked in a low voice.

"What's so nervous about?" One side of Yi Heng casually replied, looking at Zeng Yushu, who was more nervous than himself, despised him.

"Yes, elder martial brother is so powerful. Of course, there is no need to be nervous. But how can I feel that I am nervous?" Zeng Yushu was also very uncomfortable to see his disdainful eyes.

"Younger martial brother, it's not that you feel nervous. I can see that you are very nervous. You are a foundation builder. You should be calm. Well, just like them."

Yi Heng points to Lin Wufeng with his chin.

Zeng Yushu looked at these people, and he was very calm and calm. He gradually let go of the wind without fear, and he recovered to his elder martial brother's appearance.

"I don't know why I'm so nervous! Maybe it's too much hope. In any case, you should keep your life. " Zeng Yushu was also disappointed with his performance and had to find a reason for himself.

"Don't worry, younger martial brother. Have I experienced less life and death? This time, it is time for us to raise our prestige. In the future, we will fight together. "

Although he said it casually, his confidence seemed to infect Zeng Yushu. His heart slowly opened and seemed free and easy, but he did not have the self-confidence temperament of that time.

Yi Hengyu Guang scanned it and knew that if he could not improve his cultivation, or find a way, he would never come back.

Only for this reason, we also know that only by using the top-grade foundation pills can we improve our accomplishments. But where can we find them in this world?

If you win the battle, you can enter the secret realm of miraculous drugs. However, the number of main medicines in the secret place is still unknown. How many can you find by yourself?

"In any case, even if it is a robbery, we should also grab enough main medicines." At the thought of this, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.

Five days later, Tianli mountain is far away. The clouds and fog that have not dispersed for many years cover the mountainside. If you stand at the foot of the mountain, you can't imagine the magnificence and steepness of the mountain. The three door fighting method once every 30 years is here.With the people into the city of Yiheng, a little strange, where is the fight in the city?

I saw Lin Wufeng into the square city, without stopping, directly through the square city, toward the innermost walk.

After a stick of incense, we can no longer hear the bustling sound in the square city, but a mountain peak appears in front of Yi Heng.

When he climbed up the mountain with the crowd and looked back, he saw that the city was built around the peak. This is the highest place of Tianli mountain.

A hundred feet high, you will reach the top of the mountain. The top of the mountain is flat. There are three courtyards around, built on the edge, which is obviously the place where the three gates are located.

In the middle, there are many potholes on the platform, which is dozens of feet in the middle. I think it is the fighting platform here.

Every 30 years, countless top friars in the Qi refining period have displayed their most powerful magic arts. They have lost or won. The potholed Dharma platform records their traces.

However, with the passing of time, now they may go further, successfully build a foundation, become the real masters of the immortal cultivation world, or have already turned into dust and died away.

Yi Heng, who has experienced countless lives and deaths, is naturally filled with emotion. However, when he observes other people, he is only excited and nervous. It seems that what he sees is the scene in which countless predecessors and colleagues display their skills on the fighting stage, and now he should be.

The word "Yimen" on the gate of the compound is still so clear that it seems that it has not become old with the passage of time, and it is still so mysterious and powerful.

After entering the courtyard, Lin Wufeng went straight to the innermost building. Other foundation building friars also found the middle one one after another. During the Qi refining period, the disciples could only live in the outer row of cabins.

"Each of them will take a rest in a small room. There are five days to go before the fighting method. According to the past practice, the three disciples will challenge each other in order to test their strength. All younger martial brothers will grasp it by themselves, but remember not to get hurt."