Chapter 540

Lin Tian and Ling Yun follow the middle-aged people in the garrison Pavilion, stepping on the void and heading southeast, the wind whistling in their ears. During this period, Lin Tian asked the middle-aged people about the burial of the holy mountain. He was simply told that it was a group of dead Chishan mountains, which contained many strange things. The most dangerous place claimed that even the gods could be buried, so it was called the burial of the holy mountain.

"Can even gods be buried?"

Lin Tian was shocked.

No one really knows whether the so-called gods exist or not. However, these two words have always been synonymous with power and terror. To describe the burial of gods in the mountains, it's easy to feel the horror of the mountains. It's simple and clear. Even the strong people in the fairyland have to fear it.

"How terrible is that?"

Ling Yun questioned.

"About a hundred years ago, there were ten strong people coming into it together. In the end, only one person came out alive. However, it is said that the man who came out alive died suddenly before long. "

Ling Yun stares, and even Lin Tian is surprised. Ten strong people join hands to enter. At last, only one person comes out alive?! At the next moment, Lin Tian was surprised. The scroll he got in the sea the next day seemed to be made by a strong man. Was it left by the people who came out alive?

Think about it, Lin Tian's eye is across a fine awn, it should be very possible!

"Since it's so dangerous, some strong people die in it, and others dare to go?"

Ling Yun was surprised.

Lin Tian was just surprised for a moment and then calmed down. At the moment, listening to Ling Yun's doubts, he explained: "the more dangerous the place is, the more precious the treasure is. Even if the people who go know that 90% of them can't get the treasure and 90% of them will die in it, they will still go. "

Shouge middle-aged admiringly took a look at Lin Tian, and Ling Yun said: "learn more from Lin boy, less obscene."

Ling Yun

"Come on, let's go. Speed up."

Middle aged people are humane.

Lin Tian and Ling Yun nodded and rushed to the distance behind the middle-aged man.

Soon, three days passed.

On this day, a huge city appeared in front of us. The city wall was made of sapphire and stone bricks. There were many sword marks on it. There was a strong breath of time around it, with a sense of vicissitudes and simplicity.

"Luoshen City, adjacent to the burial hill, is named after it."

The middle-aged way of guarding the pavilion.

With these words, the middle-aged man raised his hand and pointed to the distance.

Lin Tian and Ling Yun looked along the middle-aged man's fingers. In the distance, there were large areas of Chishan, with trees inside, but almost all of them were withered, and there were some strange black plants, which were very strange.

"There... Is the burial mountain!"

Lin Tian's eyes flashed.

The mountains are as like as two peas in his stone ring, and even the black odd plants do not fall. Lin Tian just took a look at it, then corresponded the Chishan group and the sheepskin roll in front of him. It was not bad at all! Even if it is a water chestnut protruding from a certain red mountain, there are detailed drawings on the ancient scroll of sheepskin.

The middle-aged man took out the sketch and said, "who drew this broken picture? There is too much difference. The coincidence is less than one tenth."

With that, the middle-aged man drew up the drawing and asked Lin Tian and Ling Yun to come down and walk towards the city of falling gods in front of him.

"Alas, master, aren't you going to bury the holy mountain? What are you doing in town? "

Ling Yun doubts.

"After running for several days, it's natural that we have to adjust our breath, adjust our spirit, and bury ourselves in the holy mountain at the peak. Don't you understand?"

Middle aged people don't look back.

Ling Yun Leng next, immediately then return to God, also really is such a reason.

"Let's go."

Lin Tiandao said, following the middle-aged man.

In Luoshen City, there are a lot of pedestrians, all of them are powerful monks, the worst of them are in the realm of knowing the sea, and their blood is very rich. Walking in the city, Lin Tian found that there were many restaurants on both sides, which were specially set up for monks, and there were also some trading pavilions of Baodan and baobing, in which there were an endless stream of monks. He was not surprised at this. It is natural that there are such things in the ancient city near Luoshen mountain.

About a quarter of an hour later, the middle-aged man found a restaurant and asked for a guest room.

In the guest room, not only the decoration is very luxurious, but also very spacious, with more than 100 square meters.

"That's good!"

Ling Yun praised.

After several days of trekking, it is very comfortable to have such a resting place.

The middle-aged man sat down casually, looked at them and said, "now you have a little trimming to restore your energy and spirit to the peak state. At night, I will protect the Dharma for you. I will refine the spirit fruit and improve some strength. When you enter the burial mountain, you will have more support, at least better than now."

Lin Tian and Ling Yun were both happy. Lin Tian saluted and said, "thank you, master!"

Yun Shenguo is a natural resource and treasure. When refining, it's very safe to have middle-aged people around.

At the moment, each of them sat down in a corner and quietly operated the skill to recover their lost energy.

Soon, a few hours passed.

At this time, the sky has been dim, stars and full moon dotted in the sky, it is already midnight.

Lin Tian's spirit and spirit returned to the peak, and Ling Yun, naturally, was the same.

They were three Zhang away, and each took out one of them.

"Let's go."

Middle aged people are humane.

Lin Tian and Ling Yun both nodded seriously. After a fist, they carefully swallowed Yun Shenguo.

For a moment, two extremely amazing auras surged and spread around.

Lin Tian runs the four polar meridians. When he swallows the miraculous fruit, his body suddenly shakes. He obviously feels that his body is full of power. His whole body's meridians seem to be submerged by the flood in an instant. Moreover, there seems to be another magical power in these auras, which is that the main movement flows into his meridians and quickly passes through them, like a square leak, Take the initiative to start filtering the real yuan flowing in his body, a little crushing impurities.

"This..."

Lin Tian was a little surprised.

This is the immortal fruit that connects the strong and the immortal? It's extraordinary!

Taking a deep breath, Lin Tian put away his surprise and made the four pole classic run faster. Then he immersed the divine power into his body, drew the aura and magic power of the divine fruit, and began to refine Zhenyuan. Refining Zhenyuan is the only thing to do in Yukong. With the improvement of realm, the difficulty of refining will increase.

The so-called hardening difficulty can also be said to be the difficulty of practice, which is the same in every realm. As the cultivation becomes more and more advanced, the difficulty of cultivation will become greater and greater. This is the eternal truth in the history of cultivation.

"Hum!"

Lin Tianyun turns the quadrupole Sutra, the light silver is around the body surface, and the breath becomes stronger gradually.

His mind was intertwined in his body, and the speed of the quadrupole became faster, with a faint roar coming out.

Shouge middle-aged stand on one side, feeling the breath of Lin Tian's body, can't help showing a little surprise.

"This little guy, what kind of skill do you practice? When you practice, you can make a thundering sound."

The eyes of the middle-aged people in the pavilion are slightly solidified. At the same time, the breath of Lin Tian's cultivation also surprised the middle-aged man. It was just the quintessence of Yukong, but the inner breath was no worse than the peak of Yukong.

"Interesting

In the end, the middle-aged man smiles and quietly stands by.

At this time, Lin Tian closed his eyes tightly and focused on the operation of the four polar meridians. The light outside his body became strong again. As he swam all over the body with the power of divine knowledge to draw the fruit, the real yuan flowing in his body became pure little by little, and the sound of rolling waves came out faintly, as if a dragon from the ancient times was roaring.

In the twinkling of an eye, three hours passed.

At this moment, the silver awn on Lin Tian's body became extremely fierce, and the light of Zhenyuan even solidified and turned into a star awn.

"Boom!"

A great force suddenly surged up, which made the breath of Lin Tian stronger and more than doubled.

Lin Tian is still closed his eyes, he can clearly feel the real yuan in his body become more pure and condensed. At this time, there was still the power of containing the divine fruit in his body. He consolidated his cultivation with this spiritual power. He didn't open his eyes until half a quarter of an hour later. Two faint bright lights flashed away from his eyes.

"Yukong Liuzhong, Zhenyuan's conciseness and purity are even higher than those of the monks at the peak of Yukong. It's very good!"

Middle aged people are humane.

"I'm flattered. Thank you for protecting the Dharma for me."

Lin Tian said modestly.

The middle-aged man in charge of the pavilion waved his hand to indicate that Lin Tian didn't care.

"Boom!"

At this time, another great momentum spread.

Not far away, Ling Yun opened his eyes, from the eight sky to the nine sky, the momentum is also much stronger.

"Cool

Cried the thief.

Lin Tian looks at Ling Yun with a little surprise in his eyes. Although the thief is very obscene, we have to say that his strength is really good and powerful! Just like at this time, when breaking through to the imperial air nine heavy sky, the breath is really amazing. It is much stronger than the ordinary imperial air nine heavy sky friars.

The middle-aged man looked at Lingyun and nodded with satisfaction. Then he said, "when you reach the Ninth level of Yukong, there is only a small step to the fairyland world. During this period, you must be prepared to deal with the natural disaster when you step into the fairyland world."

Through fairyland can be said to be a great transformation point on the road of practice. Zhenyuan completely turns into divine power, which will lead to the reaction of the three thousand avenues between heaven and earth, so as to bring down the devastating natural disaster. Since ancient times, there have been countless practitioners and geniuses, but about 90% of them have been buried in the disaster of entering the fairyland.

Therefore, before entering the fairyland, we must do everything we can to prepare for the robbery!

"I see, master!"

Ling Yun nodded.

When it comes to natural disasters, the thief seems more serious.

The middle-aged man stood up and said to Lin Tian: "OK, have a rest. Tomorrow you can turn around Luoshen city. We will set out in about three days to bury the holy mountain. In these three days, you will be ready. "

"OK, master, please rest assured."

Lin Tiandao.

With these words, Lin Tian's eyes twinkled with expectation.