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When he was full, he had nothing to do but lie on the bucket. The first was to rest and the second was to use his body to block the cut, so as to not let the sea water flow in.

It was already late into the night, and it was probably not too far away from daybreak. The waves occasionally rolled over the bucket and hit Ding Hong. His clothes were mostly dry. If it was winter, he would probably freeze to death on the sea.

The surface of the sea was very empty. At a glance, there was no end of the sea. It was as if he had been placed in a large room with a door but was unable to find it.

He sighed and was about to put his hands together and go to sleep. When he placed his hand on his chest, he felt a pressing pain. Ding Hong's face instantly revealed a speechless expression. He then stretched out his right hand and took out the Golden Butterfly Mask.

"I didn't think that after being tossed around so much in the sea, I still wasn't able to get rid of you."

As the sea was wide and the land was inferior to it, there were countless dangers involved. This mask had a special effect of concealing one's tracks when it was used in Zimo County, so it was quite good when used on the sea. If it were to run into another Siren, it would not be able to do anything to itself.

Thinking of this, Ding Hong was in a good mood.

After wearing the mask, his eyes became misty. When he looked at his other body parts, he found that they had already disappeared. It felt very strange.

After smiling, he closed his eyes and slept soundly.

This feeling was like a dream to him; ten years passed in the blink of an eye. When he woke up, the sky had turned blue. A few rays of sunlight scattered from the mixed clouds, turning them into a beautiful and enchanting golden line.

Ding Hong opened his eyes and took a look at the sky, but his tears were immediately pierced by the intense light. He quickly used his hand to cover his eyes, turning his body over before slowly letting go. He squinted his eyes and took a look at the weather. It felt really good. Ye Zichen couldn't help but feel poetic. Just as he was about to chant out loud, he was suddenly attracted by the scene in front of him.

About ten kilometers in front of him, a mountain that was gradually sinking was slowly moving! That's right, he was slowly moving. At first, Ding Hong thought it was an illusion, but when he felt the current and the wind, he was sure that the bucket was carrying him forward and the mountain was moving left and right.

Ding Hong's eyes widened in surprise. He quickly stood up and looked toward the mountain. Perhaps the heavens were trying to satisfy his curiosity, but the mountain was gradually moving towards him!

After several incense sticks of time, he finally saw the true appearance of the mountain.

It was rumored long ago in the world that there were three immortal realms in the East Sea: Canghai Island, Fangzhu Continent, and Pang Lai Immortal Mountain.

There was a record of Canghai Island being in the North Sea, with a land of three thousand Li and a shore of one hundred and fifty thousand Li. The sea surrounded the island from all sides, each spanning twenty thousand miles. The color of the sea and the color of the water … the color of the ocean. Although this place was in the East Sea, no one had been able to tell the details. And this last one was Penglai. This Penglai, on the other hand, was even more mysterious than the previous two places. Rumor has it that the Penglai was carried by the Xuanwu turtle.

Looking at the mountain in front of Ding Hong, he could see that the sea water within a radius of half a kilometer of the mountain was violently surging into it. The volume of the voice, the majesty of the scenery, and the profoundness of the concept were no longer just any scenery in the mortal world. What was even more shocking was that, occasionally, a pair of gigantic tortoise eyes would peek out from the surging seawater. One eye alone would require thousands of Ding Hong's eyes to compare to that of the tortoise's.

"Penglai Immortal Mountain!" It's the Penglai Immortal Mountain! Ding Hong mumbled dumbly.

Since ancient times, many people had lost their entire fortune in search of the Penglai Immortal Mountain. Now that he was met by Ding Hong, how could he not be happy? As he got excited, the mist in his eyes gradually dissipated, revealing his figure.

He could no longer control his emotions or his body. He was shouting like a madman, hoping that the immortals on the immortal mountain would notice him. However, after a while, he discovered that his shout was completely drowned out by the sound of the waves, causing him to feel extremely anxious. Lying on the barrel, he tried to use his hands and feet to paddle through it. But every time he advanced a little, the backwater would carry him back to where he had come from.

Ding Hong really had no other choice, so he used a method that he couldn't use.

He took off his mask and used all of his energy to calm his heart down a little. Then, with a flick of his right hand, he created a picture of Yin and Yang. This push had expended all of Ding Hong's energy, causing him to not be able to stand firmly on the barrel.

Looking at the Yin-Yang Image, the Yin-Yang Image slowly flew above the sea. When it came into contact with the more turbulent waves, the 'kan' character on it would slightly brighten up and absorb the water and energy. After that, it would move even more ferociously. Just like this, he continued to absorb the energy from the waves. When he reached a distance of a few hundred feet from the immortal mountain, the Yin Yang diagram was extremely large and its speed was unstoppable. It then slammed into the Immortal mountain!

However, just as the Yin-Yang Image was about to enter the celestial mountain, it collided with a cliff. A milky-white fog suddenly began to rise up around the entire Penglai Immortal Mountain. The moment the Yin-Yang Image touched the fog, it lost all of its strength and disappeared without a trace.

The Yin Yang diagram was already huge. While Ding Hong was at the sea, he was engrossed in reading it, so he was naturally able to see it clearly as well. After seeing the Yin-Yang Image disappear without a trace, he couldn't help but feel despair. At this moment, a few sword lights suddenly shot out from the immortal mountain and stopped in front of Ding Hong.

The few rays of sword light were from the three female swordsmen. They were dressed in light blue robes, standing on top of the swords facing the wind, just like the nine heavenly fairies.

The leader was a lady with a string of colored stones hanging on her chest. She frowned and glanced at Ding Hong, asking, "Who are you? Why are you harming me, Penglai, without reason?"

Ding Hong was just about to speak when he suddenly recalled his rude behavior. His mind raced as he quickly thought about the wording.

The woman's frown deepened as she saw the blank look on his face.

Was it another demonic technique, the Soul Search technique? She was just about to go back and discuss with the two junior sisters behind her, when Ding Hong suddenly said respectfully, "Little Ding Hong, you are from the Sky Continent's Nine Sang Mountain. On the way, you have learnt a few small spells, but ignored the advice of others to look for the Great Western Immortal Mountain. Unexpectedly, I was lucky enough to find the Immortal Mountain. However, no matter how I called out to him, the immortal couldn't find him, so he came up with this plan. If you have committed any offense, please punish me. " After which, he hurriedly clasped his hands.

After Ding Hong's sudden move, he really did turn the tables around. He had already admitted to his mistake and apologized. Furthermore, he even made himself clear about his background, so it really wasn't good for them to make things difficult for him.

Suddenly, a round-faced junior sister behind the woman said, "Senior Sister Su, I think we should take him back and let the seniors deal with him." There was actually some anxiety in his voice.

The woman surnamed Su heard her tone and couldn't help but laugh. She turned her head and said, "Junior Martial Sister Han, I can't stand it even after leaving with your good senior brother just now. I'll wait and see what you'll do in a few years at the Heavenly Palace."

The woman named Han's face turned red as she glared at Ding Hong. The other girl pursed her lips and secretly smiled.

The girl surnamed Su walked over to Junior Martial Sister Han and pinched her round face with her jade-like hands. She smiled and said, "It's alright, Senior Martial Sister is just joking with you. There were so many people who went to the Heavenly Palace on that day, isn't that afraid of you? Moreover, your good senior brother's magic power is profound, so he can naturally take you away with him by saying a few more words in front of Martial Uncle Situ. Alright, let's take this person back first. "

Ding Hong looked at the girl surnamed Su. Although she was naturally beautiful, she was probably even more beautiful than Xiao Qin. However, she always felt that there was something hidden behind her innocent, innocent, and kind smile. He didn't have much time to think before bringing him to Penglai. He was elated and didn't want to reveal anything. He quickly clasped his hands and said, "Thank you, Supreme Celestial, thank you."

Seeing that the two Junior Sisters had no objections, the girl named Su formed a spell sign with her right hand and pointed at the barrels that Ding Hong was standing on. She softly reminded them, "Stand firm."

Upon hearing that, Ding Hong knew he had to bring him through the air. He hastily inserted his feet into a pile of messy rope.

Seeing this, the woman didn't say anything more. She summoned her two junior sisters and prepared to leave. The girl surnamed Su formed a hand sign with her left hand and the celestial sword instantly rose into the air. The four buckets beneath Ding Hong's feet also flew up.

Ding Hong's entire body was unconsciously thrown backwards the moment the wooden barrel moved. The strong wind caused him to be unable to open his eyes. However, he did not care about any of this. There was only one sentence echoing in his heart for a long time.

Immortal Mountain Pang Lai.

The few of them flew, and in a short while, they arrived at a large platform.

After the woman surnamed Su landed, she turned around to look at Ding Hong. Unexpectedly, apart from a slightly pale face, he didn't show any other signs of discomfort. She was slightly surprised. She asked, "Who did you learn magic from?"

Ding Hong had an idea and replied, "I learned it from a short fat Daoist in green. That Daoist said he couldn't take me in as his disciple, but based on fate, he taught me a few techniques. As for who he is, I don't know."

The girl surnamed Su started to ponder the moment she heard him mention Daoist Qing Yi. However, she was still unable to find anyone who matched up with Ding Hong's description. She could not help but look at Ding Hong strangely a few times. Originally, he had asked who he learned the Tao technique from, not because of the calmness he displayed after flying, but because of the faint yin and yang energy within Ding Hong's body.

After thinking for a while, she still couldn't figure out who it was, so she stopped thinking about it. They thought that he was just an expert from another world, so they did not pursue the matter any further. Then, they said to him, "I, Penglai, have been in the path of cultivation for more than a thousand years. Since ancient times, I have set a rule. That was, everyone who had just arrived at Penglai had to complete the Awakening Heaven Stairway before they could have the good fortune to enter the Penglai. If they didn't, there would be people who would send him back to a safe place. Are you willing to comply? " She looked back at Ding Hong.

Ding Hong respectfully said, "Of course I am willing."

She nodded, then left on her sword after greeting her two junior sisters. Only then did Ding Hong have the opportunity to observe the situation here. There were many green and purple bamboos around the platform, and it was unknown what kind of beast it was. The so-called Wumianzhe Heaven Stairway was directly in front of the platform. The staircase was made up of irregular bluestone, the slope was small, but the end couldn't be seen. Ding Hong roughly estimated that the height of the staircase was almost two to three thousand steps, which left him dumbstruck. On the other side of the platform was a cliff, which was about five to six hundred feet high. At the bottom of the cliff, small streams of water would flow out and form into the waves. He suddenly realized that there was a hidden path that led down from the bamboo forest. Although it was somewhat strange, he did not dare to investigate it.

The wind on the platform was very strong, and the sound of it constantly echoed in his ears. Ding Hong was standing on the platform. Through the bamboo forest, he actually saw some huge waves that were hundreds of feet high flying straight towards the surroundings of Penglai. With a "pa" sound, they hit some rocks and dispersed into water. However, what was even more peculiar was that there were actually some trees and flowers growing in the surroundings, and they were just missed by the time the waves crashed into them. In this way, Penglai truly looked like a fairyland.

He regained his senses and let out a long sigh of relief. He suddenly felt that there was movement from the Heavenly Talisman. He hastily took out the blood bottle and inhaled. After that, he took another look at Wu Wei's Heaven Stairway, then braced himself and walked up.

Ding Hong did not feel any discomfort as he started walking. When he thought of how he could reach the end no matter how high he was, he could not help but feel elated. However, when he was about a hundred steps away, he saw a three-year-old running towards a richly dressed woman beside the Heaven Stairway. He didn't know if he was hallucinating or in a trance. The woman had her back facing Ding Hong, making it impossible for Ding Hong to see what she looked like.

Ding Hong shook his head, thinking that he probably got a chill from sleeping at sea last night, so he didn't mind and continued to walk up.

However, after walking up another hundred steps, Ding Hong saw the scene just now. But now, the child's mouth unexpectedly let out a laughing sound. The smile on his face was so brilliant that it made Ding Hong somewhat absent-minded.

At this time, Ding Hong finally understood a little about the true use of the Wumianzhe Heaven Stairway. It was probably because it had the same power as the Siren he encountered at sea. Create a scene that can confuse people? Thinking of this, he secretly said a small trick and was prepared to ignore it and walk straight ahead.

At the same time, the child in the illusion also ran into the woman's arms. The woman suddenly laughed, "Hong'er is so obedient!"

With a rumble, it was like a bolt of lightning from the heavens struck Ding Hong's mind. His mind instantly turned pale, with only that familiar scene from a dozen years ago replayed endlessly. His whole body seemed to have frozen, and his feet seemed to have stopped in the air for a long time. But his gesture did not affect the woman or the child at all.

The woman smiled as she kissed the child's face, then she carried him and slowly walked away. Along the way, the woman kept saying, "Hong'er is so smart, he's so obedient."

A person in deep sleep for a thousand years, if one day you suddenly wake up and see the person you love, how will you react?!

Naturally, Ding Hong did not know about this. However, he showed it. He suddenly turned around, his face filled with tears. He looked at the woman and the child as they left, wanting to shout out loud. Suddenly, he raised both his hands and covered his mouth. It was something he had done with all his strength.

He wanted to shout out loud, but he didn't dare to. He knew that even if he cried out, the shadow would ignore him, because she was just a shadow. He was afraid that his mother, who loved him the most, would ignore him. That feeling would be even more terrible than the collapse of heaven and earth. It would destroy his reason for continuing to live. Because he had never told anyone how much he loved his mother.

He used both his hands to cover his mouth. Blue veins were already popping out on his hands as he used all his strength to cover his mouth. Some of the shapes of his face were even deformed from the pressure. But even so, his throat was still making noises. It was as if the words he shouted had become distorted due to the obstruction of the external force.

Ding Hong watched as the woman walked further and further away. Suddenly, his legs gave way and he kneeled down. He lowered his head and his tears fell onto the bluestone staircase.

At the end of the Wumianzhe Heaven Stairway was a very wide plaza, and in the middle of the plaza was a huge cauldron that was thick enough for twenty people to hug. At this time, there were two people standing under the cauldron. One of them was a middle-aged man wearing a purple gold crown and purple robe, and when he saw the scene that appeared on the cauldron, he secretly sighed and said to the young man beside him: "Disciple, go and block the illusion array."

The youth next to him bowed and replied, "Understood, Master."

He came to the end of the Wumianzhe Heaven Stairway. After drawing a strange pattern with his empty hand, he shouted, "What a fool!" Unexpectedly, just as he finished speaking, his expression abruptly changed. He felt a surge of true energy shoot back into the spirit acupoints in his body. His throat felt sweet and he spat out a large mouthful of blood.

Seeing this, the Daoist man's face was filled with shock. He waved his hand and in a flash, he appeared beside the youth. He tapped the youth's forehead. Seeing that the youth's expression had improved, he relaxed and asked with a frown, "What's going on?"

The young man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and replied: "Reporting to Master, the … the Illusory Profound Ark won't work."

"What!" The Daoist glared at the youth, snorted, and prepared to do his own thing. However, just as he raised his hand, his expression froze for a moment before he slowly lowered his hand.

When the youth saw his Master's actions, he didn't dare to inquire further and could only silently stand behind him.

"Sigh." The Daoist sighed and said, "There's no need to close the door. When that youth comes up later, it will be time for the hall cultivators to disperse. At that time, you can directly bring him to Wu Wei Palace."

The young man quickly replied: "Yes, disciple."

The Daoist nodded and left. Seeing that his master had left, the young man hurriedly took out a few pills from a medicine bottle and swallowed them before sitting down. He knew that if he didn't recuperate properly from his injuries, he might lose his cultivation.

He turned back to look at Wuwei Heaven Stairway. The woman with the child had already walked far away, and she was afraid that she would disappear from his sight very soon.

Suddenly, she stopped. And just like that, it stopped without any warning. The next moment, the middle-aged Daoist saw the same scene. The woman turned to look at Ding Hong! She stared for a few breaths of time, and the corner of her mouth actually moved. She looked at Ding Hong, who was buried in his tears, and said with a gentle smile, "Hong'er, be good …" Following that, the illusion gradually turned into a wisp of smoke and dissipated into the world.

However, Ding Hong didn't see it …