Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 1145 Hopeless
The gentle mountain breeze blows in, carrying the fresh fragrance of vegetation and flowers. The mountains and mist gather on the mountainside, and the majestic and magnificent palaces are half hidden and half sunken in the morning mist, just like a palace in a fairy mountain.

However, the platform near the top of the mountain is dead silent, not only no one appreciates the beautiful scenery of the fairy mountain, but every plant, tree, palace, and palace in this mountain are like poisonous snakes in their eyes, making people afraid to avoid them.

The sound of heavy footsteps broke the solemn atmosphere, and a figure in purple walked down the mountain path step by step through the dense tree shadows.

"Pray for the true king of the sun!"

"senior!"

Everyone turned around and faced the Mahayana monk with the highest cultivation level present, and many people couldn't help but look forward to it.

"Fellow Taoist praying for the sun." The bitter Taoist stepped forward and said, "It seems that this mountain has indeed been imprisoned for a long time, and the situation is serious. We have to discuss a regulation as soon as possible."

Daoist Qiming echoed: "That's right, so should we continue to attack the Qiong Palace on the top of the mountain, or find a way to escape from the mountain, or have other plans. At this time, fellow Taoists, stop hiding your secrets."

At this time, a unfamiliar Mahayana monk spoke. He had a hooked nose, a long face, a gloomy look, and a cold breath. He should be a demon cultivator.

"The Qiong Palace on the top of the mountain is protected by an immortal array. In the past three days, we have tried everything we can, but we can only barely break through a corner. When we entered, we couldn't even find the shadow of Qi Luo, and time turned back!"

Liu Qinghuan who was standing behind was a little surprised, it turned out that they actually opened the Qiong Palace.He looked up at the top of the mountain that had been covered by the fairy energy again, and thought flashed in his eyes.

The eagle-hooked nose demon cultivator continued: "It takes too much time to break the formation. Entering the Qiong Palace, there are other restrictions inside. Who knows where Qi Luo is hiding, there is not enough time to find him, so I disagree. Continue to attack Qionggong!"

Qiming Daoist said: "Then according to your opinion, you should first find a way to escape from the mountain? But if it's really that easy, don't forget that there are so many human shells in the back mountain who have exhausted their souls and haven't escaped yet."

"Don't forget that those people are basically scattered and entered the mountain one by one at different times." Moxiu said: "And we..."

He coldly swept across the audience: "There are so many people here, even Qionggong's defensive fairy array can be broken. As long as everyone gathers their strength, what the predecessors couldn't do doesn't mean we can't do it!"

There is some truth to this statement, so everyone expressed their agreement one after another, and seemed to see a glimmer of hope.

"That's right! We have so many people going up the mountain at one time, and if we work together, it will be easy to level this mountain!"

"There are eleven Mahayanas alone. Even in the Mingshan Battlefield, it is difficult to gather such a tyrannical force at once?"

"Don't care about his restrictions, just hit him out and it's over!"

"No, everyone tried before at the foot of the mountain, and they couldn't get out at all." Ku Taoist shook his head in disapproval and said, "I think the breakthrough is still in Qi Luo Xingjun..."

However, his objection was interrupted by another person: "We didn't work together to attack the mountain gate before, but now that so many people are together, maybe the result will be different, so how will we know if we don't try."

In this way, it is hard for the Ku Taoist to say anything more, and it is useless to think about it, it is just a waste of time at best.

Time... What they fear most and least fear now is wasting time.

"Then let's go." After listening in silence for so long, True Monarch Qiri finally spoke, and made a final decision: "Go down the mountain!"

So a group of people went down the mountain, lined up on the spacious stone steps, and shot one after another with an order.

"Boom~ Rumble!"

The open mountain gate was instantly submerged in the rays of spells of different colors, and the terrifying fluctuations of spiritual power almost caused a storm. All the combined monks standing behind felt terrified, but they could only bite the bullet and withstand the coercion coming from the front .

In order to get out of the predicament, everyone tried their best, but their attacks landed on the open space in front of the mountain gate, and disappeared like floating bubbles three feet away from the towering stone tablet.

Although they had already been psychologically prepared for failure, many people still couldn't help but howl in disappointment and despair when they saw this scene.

"Continue!" Qi Ri shouted coldly, a palm-sized round wheel suddenly appeared in his hand, which shone brightly like the sun, and slammed it towards the stele!

With a "bang", the mountain shook and the ground shook, a burning black hole appeared in front of it, hovering in mid-air, the purple-red flame licked the wall of the cave, and the surrounding space was obviously sunken, as if being swallowed by the hole generally.

"Falling Sun Wheel!"

Liu Qinghuan blinked her stinging eyes, then turned her head to see Old Ghost Qu standing on the stone steps behind him.

The other party said in a low voice: "This is the magic weapon of the True Monarch Qiri. It is famous and would not be used easily. Look, it seems to have some effect!"

"It's hard to say..." Liu Qinghuan is not very optimistic. He agrees with Ku Taoist's point of view that "the key to breakthrough lies in Qiluo Zhenjun". Forbidden blockade.

He has already experienced the horror and treachery of the law of time in the Yin Yang Market, and it is not a matter of personal strength that can compete with it.

However, with so many Mahayana monks here, there was no room for him to comment, so he simply kept silent and played spells one after another without paying much attention.

And as time went by, Liu Qinghuan's predictions were gradually verified. The methods of Qiri and others are not insignificant, but they only seem to be effective on the surface, and in fact they have been unable to break through the invisible barrier.

The group of integrated monks standing behind couldn't hold on at first, and attacked the mountain gate with high intensity for a long time, which consumed a lot of spiritual power, and soon some of them couldn't continue.

The atmosphere gradually became dead silent again, no one had the heart to speak, they just lowered their heads and cast spells mechanically.

Compared with the consumption of spiritual power, what is even more terrifying is the growing despair. If not for the fact that all the people present are all big monks above the body, and their determination is far beyond the vast majority of people in this world. People crash.

The attack at the mountain gate continued for a while, Qi Ri withdrew his hand suddenly, snorted coldly, and walked away.

Liu Qinghuan secretly heaved a sigh of relief, seeing that the others followed suit, and after a moment of silence, they left dejectedly one by one.

Qu Laogui sat down on the stone steps, gasped for a few breaths, and then cursed in a low voice: "Damn it's really bad luck, you've worked so hard for half a day!"

Liu Qinghuan turned around and walked slowly up the mountain, reminding him: "Your one has gone far."

"Let's go!" Qu Laogui looked back at the back of Qu Jin who was going away, and waved his hand weakly: "Anyway, I'm on this mountain, I can't run, let my old bone rest for a while."

Liu Qinghuan ignored him and went back halfway up the mountain to find the remote small hall where he was first teleported to the mountain.

Fu Bao stretched out his head from the wide open wooden window, and greeted: "Master, you are back!"

Liu Qinghuan nodded, and asked casually, "Is it true?"

Because Zhenzhen was different from monks like them, it was inevitable that others would find it unusual, so after he came out from the back mountain, he didn't let her follow him.

Zhen Zhen was in a much better mood, but she was still reluctant to talk, and sat quietly on a low stool in the corner, resting her chin in her hands in a daze.

When Liu Qinghuan walked in front of her, she raised her head, with a confused look on her face, but saw that he seemed to be lost in thought.

After a while, Liu Qinghuan said: "Is there still a connection between you and the big formation in the Immortal Mansion?"

(End of this chapter)