Chapter 549 Taoist Tower, Wonderful Scenery (Two in One)

At the foot of Bafang Mountain, a stone monument stands.

The eyes of many great masters converged on this forest of stone monuments, and finally converged on the ‘Stele of Liyuan’.

Nineteen levels are compared to ten thousand levels. The inferior is superior to the superior. The gap is so huge that all the great masters under the mountain are silent.

In the more than a month since entering the temple, more than half of the people have tried mountain climbing. The one who has climbed the highest so far is Shen Qisheng who climbed the mountain with a desperate posture.

Many people thought that they wanted to be better than Shen Qisheng, but looking at the endless mountain road, they almost had no idea of ​​climbing. They just sat quietly and felt the vitality surging in their bodies.

"Bone age, bone age! If you live a thousand years in the realm of unity, is a bone age of 200 considered old?"

After a moment of silence, Shen Qisheng opened his eyes. Reluctance flashed across his old face. He was not seriously injured, but he had suffered a huge blow.

He tried his best, but stopped before twenty.

"Is this the reason why Bafang Temple cut off our longevity?"

"I came here uninvited. This mountain climbing trial may not have been prepared for us... It's better to go back, it's better to go back!"

"The door is behind you, why don't you leave? Who can be willing to enter the treasure mountain and return empty-handed?"

All the great masters stood up one after another and walked towards the stone tablet.

"The Eight Directions Picture."

Long Yingchan also stood up.

For more than a month, some of the people present climbed the mountain, and some explored the nearby mountains and forests, looking for other ways to climb. But except for this mountain road, there was no place to climb.

That invisible energy also existed outside the mountain road, and it was extremely violent. Yan Tianxiong tried to attack, but he was seriously injured for half a month before he woke up.

Woohoo~

The cold wind blows at the foot of the mountain.

"Brother Yan, can you get anything?"

On the first few steps of the mountain path, Yan Tianxiong and the two masters from the imperial court sat cross-legged, enduring the pressure of Qi, and meditating on the Eight Directions Map.

After hearing the question, Yan Tianxiong gathered his thoughts and shook his head:

"The divine patterns contained in this Bafang Diagram are too complicated. Compared with them, Yan's divine realm is like a wisp of dust compared to the boundless starry sky..."

"It's hard to understand, hard, hard, hard!"

Yan Tianxiong retreated down the mountain road, and the energy in his body dissipated, and the strong sweat spread instantly, and the whole person seemed to be fished out of the water.

The only two remaining masters present also stepped back with pale faces. One walked towards Emperor Qian and the other walked towards Wan Zhuliu. They let the two of them touch their eyebrows and comprehend what they had just seen.

"Perhaps as Taoist Brother Yuan Qing said, this mountain climbing trial was not prepared for uninvited people like us..."

Yan Tianxiong sighed.

He is not the only one who has understood the Bafangtu, and he is not the only one who has guessed that the Bafangtu is the second way to climb the mountain. But until now, no one has understood anything.

"If Bafang Temple doesn't allow me to wait to climb the mountain, it will leave no room for me to wait in!"

Fang Sanyun disagreed. He believed that if he could get in, there must be a way to climb the mountain: "Perhaps, understanding this picture will be an opportunity for us to climb the mountain!"

"Disaster."

Yan Tianxiong just shook his head and sat aside to adjust his breathing.

"Mountain Road, Map of Bafang."

Long Yingchan glanced at his own stone tablet, then turned to Emperor Qian who slowly opened his eyes: "What do you think, Your Majesty?"

"I think what Master Fang said is true."

Emperor Qian retracted his fingers and asked the master to adjust his breathing. He stood up slowly and looked at the shadow of the ancient temple at the end of the mountain road. After a while, he looked towards the forest.

There was a big black umbrella in the forest. Huang Longzi was sitting cross-legged under the umbrella. When he noticed everyone's attention, he also stood up.

"What your Majesty said makes sense."

Huang Longzi agreed very much: "No matter what the Bafang Temple is, since He allows us to enter the temple, it means that everyone like us has the opportunity to climb to the top!"

He was very sure about this.

According to the records of the school, Feng Qingcang, the leader of the Wuxian Sect, opened temples in all directions and achieved astonishing blessings. However, those who followed him into the temple were not without benefits. Some even said that their achievements were even greater than those of Feng Qingcang.

Those few are now the most powerful people in Tianshiyuan, ranking at the top of the near-god list.

"The one who opened the temple is not the temple owner."

A hoarse voice came, and covered with a cloak, the Master Thousand Eyes rarely spoke. He seemed to be scanning the crowd, but also seemed to be thinking to himself:

"The one who opened the temple may have the advantage of being able to climb directly to the top, but so what? How can he care about age and talent when leaving behind the majestic existence of the Bafang Temple?"

He slowly raised his head and looked at the top of the mountain. Under the clouds and mist, he could no longer see if there was anyone on the top of the mountain:

"Now, he has reached the top of the mountain, but in the future, he may just be the pioneer of the king!"

"This old ghost..."

Long Yingchan's eyes darkened, and he looked at Fang Sanyun out of the corner of his eye, and the latter sneered:

"Qianyan, you have been in the temple for more than a month and you haven't explored the surroundings, climbed the mountain, or understood the Eight Directions Map... Fang is very curious, what are you waiting for?"

"Being a pioneer for the king? Are you talking about the temple founders, or are you talking about us?"

"Um?"

The Thousand-Eyed Master's cloak turned around, and the red eyes under his eyes were densely packed, but they soon fell silent.

Everyone present, including Wan Zhuliu, looked at him.

"It has been more than a month since I entered the temple. Why doesn't the Dharma Master climb the mountain?"

Wan Zhuliu asked indifferently.

The Master Thousand Eyes did not answer but asked: "Why doesn't the prince climb the mountain?"

"Mountain climbing is not my path, so I won't climb the mountain."

Wan Zhuliu replied.

"Me too."

The Thousand-Eyed Dharma Master replied.

'These two people...'

Hearing the conversation between the two, Long Yingchan frowned slightly, vaguely feeling that the two of them seemed to be hiding something. He looked at each other with Taoist Yuan Qing, who was also frowning.

"Everyone has his own agenda."

Not far away, Huang Longzi stood holding an umbrella. His heart was cold and he was too lazy to get involved. Suddenly, he frowned and looked back.

But I saw a streak of light falling in the distance, and the old immortal Gui floated over. His small green bean-sized eyes moved around. He first looked at Ao Cang, who was bound aside, and then looked at Wan Zhuliu:

"Want to climb a mountain?"

"Old beast!"

Seeing the old turtle reappear, Huang Longzi's eyes darkened, and when he was about to burst into tears, he suddenly felt a chill on his back. It was Wan Zhuliu's gaze.

"Do you have a way to climb mountains?"

Glancing at Huang Longzi faintly, Wan Zhuliu stood up, and Master Thousand Eyes took half a step back, not blocking him.

This old turtle...

Long Yingchan and others looked at each other.

For more than a month, this old turtle appeared around him from time to time, but he was very alert and extremely fast, so he would always run away before anyone could take action.

"There are some guesses, maybe it's possible, maybe it's not."

Gui Laoxian grinned, not caring about Huang Longzi's intimidation, but just scanning the crowd:

"Do you want to listen?"

"Tell me and listen."

Emperor Qian said: "If it is useful, I will make the decision and no one in the temple will do anything to you."

"You can decide?"

Turtle Laoxian narrowed his eyes.

"When Your Majesty speaks, it is an oracle. Anyone who violates it will die."

Wan Zhuliu stood up.

"Old turtle believes you."

Seeing Huang Longzi's face turn ugly, Gui Laoxian suddenly had a smile on his face.

"Say it."

Everyone looked over.

"This mountain road was prepared for the temple builders. How can we, the uninvited guests who borrowed the light, be qualified to walk on this road?"

Gui Laoxian could not help but turn a few coins in his hand, his smile not diminishing:

"This is something that you all have experienced more deeply this month. The four major evaluations of excellent, good, fair, and poor are divided into three levels. Your evaluation..."

"No need to talk nonsense."

Emperor Qian's eyes darkened, and the other people's expressions didn't look good either.

"This is not nonsense."
To be continued...