Chapter 2783: A blade of grass on a hill without grass

The whole Wanzhang Mountain is covered with stone barbs. It is very convenient to use these barbs when going up. There is no obstacle, but it does not mean that it is so smooth.

The more you go up, the stronger the wind. It is a cold and cold wind. I don't know where it came from, but this is still a trivial matter. The point is that the mountain is shrouded in gravity.

It seems that there is a huge weight on the back. At the beginning, it can hold on with its own strength, but at one-third of it, it can't stand it, and it starts to urge the mana to move forward.

By the time of the last third, it would be extremely difficult even to mobilize the mana. Every step of the upward climb was as heavy as a mountain on the body, and it was extremely difficult.

Seeing that there was still the last thousand feet, everyone started to slow down.

Yang Yiyun also stopped and panted, the gravity is like a mountain, the wind is like a knife, everything is not easy.

The others stopped and looked at the top of their heads, completely hidden in the clouds and mist, and the six of them were now in a place surrounded by clouds and mist, and they couldn't see them from below.

Yang Yiyun looked at Xuantong, who was ten meters away from him, and asked, "Is it sure that we will be the Seventh Temple after we go up?"

"It should be indistinguishable. I once saw the map in Ling Cang's hands once today. On the top of this mountain is the first temple." Xuantong replied.

"Is there any danger?" Yang Yiyun asked again.

"I don't know the gods," Xuantong said.

Yang Yiyun nodded and said, "No temple here has a different path to the next temple, right?"

"It is true. I have seen the maps of Ling Cang who can pass the gods, and I know how to go directly to the temple. In fact, the nine temples of the Evergreen Holy Road are all built on a mountain range, all of which are a line. It's just that the construction of each hall is built according to the way of the mountain, combined with the formation method, etc. It is very precise, but there are rules to be found." Xuantong explained.

Yang Yiyun looked at the clouds and mist over his head and couldn’t see anything. The divine power in his body was constantly running. He knew that this was no way. He had to go up to the top of the mountain with all his energy. It’s not a good thing for a long time. Drain.

Although the gravity is getting heavier and heavier, he believes that it should be no problem for them to go up.

Of course, apart from him, the other five are the strength and cultivation base of the Heavenly Dao duality, let alone he can insist on other people.

One thing Yang Yiyun felt strange was that none of the six of them had managed to pull out an artifact.

You must know that the whole mountain is densely covered with stone barbs. In the words of mystery, every barb is wrapped in a magical instrument.

However, none of them had luck.

He has tried a lot, but unfortunately he hasn't shaken even a single barb.

However, according to Xuantong's statement, if there is a chance to get the approval of the artifact here, in fact, there is no need to pull it out. As long as the hand is placed on it, the artifact will naturally come out.

It's a pity that so far there is no.

But it doesn't matter to him, because he himself is not bad with artifacts, and more artifacts may not be a good thing. Each additional artifact means more energy.

As for the others, all of them are the generation with strong cultivation bases, but they are all foreseeable in this regard. Opportunities require opportunities and fate, and cannot be forced.

When he was about to leave, Yang Yiyun inadvertently seemed to see a touch of color in the corner of his eyes.

Just look at it, and there is a stone barb within reach of his side, which is so different.

The whole Wanzhang Mountain is lacquer black. The stone barbs covered with it are all the same color, but this barb is a bit different.

Yang Yiyun saw a touch of green on this barb, and unexpectedly a small grass grew on the top of the stone barb, the kind that is very small, so small that it can be ignored, just like seed soil. The malt had just emerged from a layer of soil, just a small leaf, or a single leaf.

It's such a little grass that attracted his attention, if it weren't discovered accidentally, they could just leave each other invisible.

But he happened to see it.

The whole Wanzhang Mountain was full of grass, but he just saw such a small grass that was so small that it was negligible. This was an unusual situation.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon!

Yang Yiyun stretched out his hand and grabbed it on this stone barb. Originally, he was still wondering if this was his own chance, and might it be a divine tool in his hands?

result……

One click, two clicks...

After several times, he didn't move, even he still used mana.

But all to no avail.

"Huh~"

Think too much.

Yang Yiyun laughed at himself.

At this time, he glanced at the small grass growing on the top of this stone barb. He touched it lightly with his hands too much. There was no other reason, but he wanted to lightly touch the barb that could grow on this ungrown stone barb. Strong life.

This small grass is so small that he doesn't have any energy fluctuations in his perception, and it feels like an ordinary grass, nothing more.

But when Yang Yiyun's fingertips touched the blades of the grass, he felt a little warmth, and it felt a bit like static electricity, and he felt a little numb.

He retracted his hand subconsciously, but when he went to look again, he found that the grass was gone.

It seems that there is an illusion of nothing.

But he was quite sure that the grass he saw and touched just now was definitely not an illusion, it was real, and his fingertips still had a touch of numbness and warmth.

But the little grass disappeared.

He looked around and couldn't find it anymore.

Hell, Yang Yiyun murmured, shook his head and ignored it. Thinking about this is the realm of the gods, there is nothing fuss about finding a strange grass, and greeted Xuantong and the ancestors of Shenmu and they continued to go up and put this plant. Xiaocao's encounter was immediately forgotten.

What Yang Yiyun didn't know was that he got a real chance this time.

I didn't see Yang Yiyun's hair. I don't know when there was a small grass, which occasionally flickered with a faint halo, but this halo was not green but colorful.

It's just that Yang Yiyun can't see it at this moment. The grass on Yang Yiyun's head is like a leaf falling on his head accidentally in the wind.

The real chance fell on Yang, but he didn't know it at the moment.

I don’t know how long it has been before, the ancestor of Shenmu who led the way suddenly said: "Master, we have reached the top of the mountain~"