Chapter 36: Immortal Burial Cliff

"I..."

After a long time, Yichen slowly recovered. He looked at the girl in front of him and shook his head, "It's okay. I just scared you."

"Hmph!" Nishang tilted her head, her face was very unhappy, and she pouted and said, "I was just joking with you. Who knew you would take it seriously? You are so petty, hmph."

"Hello, sorry..."

Yichen rubbed his forehead. He always felt that he had been a little dazed in the past two days since the headache that night. He couldn't even explain why it was like that just now.

Another month passed. According to the rules of Xuanqing Sect, in the first three months, disciples who had just been under the seven masters for three years had to come to Tianchi Valley every day to practice the sect's Taoism. After three months, they had to come every three days. After one year, they had to come every seven days. After three years, if the Taoism was successful, they had to come once a month and be tested by the elders who passed on the skills. ✺

The disciples of Tianchi Valley come from seven peaks, but Xuanqing Sect also has very strict sect rules. The disciples of the seven peaks are only allowed to exchange the common Taoist methods of the sect on weekdays. They are not allowed to teach each other the mysterious skills of their respective masters in private, otherwise the consequences will be very serious.

In this month, Yichen's Taoist practice has not made any progress. No matter how hard he works day and night, even if he has used the magic of the Xuantong Mirror to the extreme, his Taoist practice has always remained in the early stage of "refining essence into qi", and it is difficult to make a breakthrough.

On the other hand, most of the others have already mastered some Xuanqing Taoist methods, but because of his insufficient Taoist stage, he has always been unable to glimpse those profound Taoist methods. Gradually, he has been alienated and even suffered Many people sneered and said that the world-famous Yaoguang Zun had accepted a stupid disciple.

Perhaps this is the way of the world, even the Xuanmen Xiuxian, which is far away from the secular world, is no exception. If he was not Ling Yin's disciple, if his position was not so high, then no one would pay attention to him, let alone sneer at him.

At the beginning, the two elders Song and Bai would carefully guide him, but gradually, even the two elders seemed to give up. After a month, other people would make progress no matter how bad they were, but no matter how he practiced, it seemed like a stone sinking into the sea, without any effect, not even a ripple. ˜”*°•.˜˜.•°*”˜

Unconsciously, even the two elders... The elders gradually became discouraged. In terms of cultivation, they had never seen such a poor disciple. He was like a stone that could not be carved.

It was a clear afternoon. It was the day when the elders who passed on the skills tested the disciples. Yichen had not learned anything and felt bored. He simply left Tianchi Valley and flew aimlessly on his sword. Whenever he encountered a dangerous place, he would climb up with Lingxian Step. He didn't know where he was. He gradually felt a little cold in the mountain wind. In a blink of an eye, he found that he had come to the "Lianfengtai" again.

I saw several mountains connected in the distance. The top of the Tongtian Pillar on the platform was invisible, as if it was connected to the sky, which added a bit of eerie meaning to this place.

For some reason, Yichen heard Meijianyi say last time that this was the place where disciples who committed serious crimes were judged. At this moment, he felt a chill coming over him. He slowly approached the platform with his flying sword. However, the closer he got to the platform, the more he felt a chill.

The closer he got, the steeper the terrain became. It seemed that if he was not careful, he would fall off a cliff and be shattered to pieces. He saw fourteen big characters engraved on a steep cliff.

The peaks are only a few feet away from the sky, and the dead pines hang upside down on the cliff.

These fourteen characters were written in a vigorous style, and they were in perfect harmony with the cliff. Even after thousands of years of wind and sun, they still did not wither at all. Yichen could not help but feel a surge of emotion, thinking that these fourteen characters could not be better to describe the steepness and majesty of this place.

At this moment, he suddenly heard an old chant from the cliff in the distance, "The road to Shu is difficult, more difficult than ascending to the sky..."

The voice came from behind Lianfengtai, and it was in harmony with the sound of the crane in the sky, which seemed to be more distant and endless. Yichen couldn't help but feel moved. Although it was only eight short words, it seemed to tell the vicissitudes of life. How difficult is it for mortals to cultivate immortals? He couldn't help but think that he had been unable to improve his cultivation in the past few days. Isn't it just "more difficult than ascending to the sky"?

For a while, Yichen was upset and had to see which old immortal was cultivating Taoism in this cold mountain. Fearing that he would be rude, he got off the flying sword and walked to the valley where the voice came from.

After about half an incense stick, Yichen went around to the cliff valley behind Lianfengtai, but he saw that the cliff was about ten thousand feet high, and there was no bottom. It was much steeper than other places in Xuanqing Mountain. I was afraid that if the immortal fell from here, it would be difficult to keep his body intact.

Although he has mastered the sword-controlling technique and Lingxian Step, he still felt a little cold at this height, and he couldn't help but be cautious. There is no place in Xuanqing Mountain that is more steep and terrifying than here.

After walking for a while, Yichen heard the "rustling" sound of sweeping the floor not far away. It was winter, and the spiritual energy of Tianshu Peak was surrounded. The grass and trees in other places were not withering, but only here the mountain was high and the wind was cold, and the leaves had fallen all over the ground, which looked a little bleak and desolate.

The man sweeping the floor was a skinny old man, wearing a blue and white Taoist robe that had long been washed and faded. Compared with some other elders of Xuanqing Sect who looked like immortals, this old man seemed too ordinary.

Yichen couldn't help but feel a little curious. This place is so dangerous, how could there be an old man sweeping the floor here? Such a large area of ​​land, the fallen leaves were swept away and covered again, when will spring come again?

After standing in the distance and watching for a while, Yichen saw the old man sweeping the floor with a leisurely expression. He seemed not to notice anyone coming, but he couldn't sweep away all the fallen leaves on the ground. After sweeping this area, another area was covered with fallen leaves. Then he said, "Uncle, do you want me to help you?"

"Young man, it's dangerous here. What are you doing here?"

The skinny old man spoke slowly and leisurely swept the fallen leaves on the ground. When Yichen saw him talking to him, he no longer seemed so out of touch and walked slowly over. But it was very cold here. The closer he got to the cliff, the colder it became. It made him feel terrified, as if his legs were going weak. How could there be such a terrifying cliff in Xuanqing Mountain? Curiously, he asked, "Uncle, where is this place? Why are you sweeping the floor here alone?"

"This place... is called 'Immortal Burial Cliff'."

"Bury...Bury Immortal Cliff!"

Yichen immediately felt the hair on his back stand on end, trembled all over, and quickly stepped back. Looking at the cliff at this moment, he felt even more eerie and terrifying. How could the Immortal Gate Holy Land have such a terrifying name? This was too unlucky, so he asked again, "Uncle, why is this place...called such a name?"

The old man took the trouble to tell him, "Because even if an immortal falls here, his whole body may not be found."

"ah?"

Hearing what he said, Yichen even subconsciously stepped back. Only then did he feel waves of powerful spiritual power coming from the bottom of the cliff. He suddenly remembered that his master had told him that the Xuanqing Seven Peaks would seize the opportunity. The creation of heaven and earth is arranged in seven stars, and an earth spiritual vein is suppressed under the mountain.

Could it be that this is where the spiritual powers of the seven peaks meet? No wonder, the spiritual powers below converge like thousands of sharp knives. Even if an immortal falls, he will be caught in it and be torn to pieces by the power of heaven and earth in an instant. .

"How did you get here?"

The old man finally stopped the broom in his hand and looked at him. When Yichen came back to his senses, he thought that no one in Tianchi Valley wanted to see him, and did not dare to return to Zixiao Peak so early. He couldn't help feeling a little miserable and said, "I walked around and came here."

"in this way."

The old man began to sweep the fallen leaves on the ground again. Yichen stood aside and watched for a while, then curiously asked, "Uncle, when I came here just now, I saw a giant sword on the stage over there, but the sword was cut off by someone. That Who cut off the sword, does uncle know?"

The old man's wrinkled hands suddenly trembled slightly, but this momentary change disappeared instantly, and he just said calmly, "A person who has been removed from the list."

"Ah?" Yichen became even more curious and asked, "Does uncle know who he is?"

"You want to know?"

The old man suddenly stopped the broom in his hand and looked at him.

"Yeah!"

Yichen nodded vigorously. He had always been curious about the past of Xuanqingmen, but the master was cold and cold all day long and would not say much to him, let alone the past events of Zixiao Peak three hundred years ago. . He was actually very curious about the past events of Zixiao Peak, but in the huge Xuanqing Sect, there seemed to be no one who knew about it, and the elders were even more secretive and avoided talking about it.

The old man took a deep breath, looked at the half of the giant sword in the distance with a pair of cloudy eyes, and said slowly, "This is the most qualified disciple I have seen in hundreds of years."

"Ah?" Yichen lowered his head and said secretly, "Is there anyone more powerful than the master..." Before he finished speaking, the old man looked at him and said, "The qualifications of your master in the past were not inferior to him, but they were not inferior to him either. above."

"Huh? Uncle, does he know who my master is?"

The old man began to clean the fallen leaves on the ground again, and said slowly, "Without Ling Yin's Ling Xian Steps, how would you, a little boy, be able to climb this mountain peak?"

"hey-hey!"

Yichen grinned. He had always been looked down upon by others in the past month, and now he finally met someone who could affirm him. What the old man meant was that no matter how high the Taoism of those disciples were, no matter how good they were at learning Taoism, they would not be able to come here. At the same time, he also said that Master's Lingxian Step was the most powerful.

"Ah, uncle, you haven't told me yet, what is the name of the person you just mentioned?"

"His name is Shen Cangming." The old man said slowly while sweeping the floor.

"Shen Cangming..."

Yichen lowered his head and thought for a moment. Last time he heard Master Uncle Mei say that Lianfengtai was the place where people who committed serious crimes were tried. So what did Senior Shen Cangming commit back then? Then he continued to ask, "Senior Shen, why did he cut off the giant sword of Lianfengtai with one sword?"

The old man did not answer his words, but asked, "What if one day, everyone in the world says you are wrong, but you yourself think you are right?"

"I……"

Yichen lowered his head and thought carefully. His master was Lord Yaoguang, so this kind of thing would never happen to him, but he still said, "If it were me, then I would do whatever it takes, even if it means death." , but also to prove his innocence.”

"Well..." The old man nodded slightly and said calmly, "Back then, he jumped from this Immortal Burial Cliff."