Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 93 Qingshan Pavilion
Chen Mu sighed secretly, his mind moved slightly, and he used his magic power to relieve the pressure.

Manager Hu and others were also attracted by the noise and looked over.

"Junior Brother Chen?"

Chen Mu waved his hand, indicating that everything was fine, and then said, "Something is strange here, you must not let up your magic power."

Everyone nodded and started to inquire around this section of the floating bridge.

They had been walking along fine all the way, but suddenly something changed here. Perhaps the method to break the formation was related to this inexplicable gravity...

"The clouds and mist on both sides of the floating bridge seem to have thinned a bit..."

Wu Xuanyang stood on the side of the floating bridge and said uncertainly.

I saw that the originally swirling clouds and mist seemed to have been affected by a strange force and dispersed a lot. The rest of the clouds were also like this. The closer they were to the floating bridge, the more rigid they became and solidified together. At a glance, they were indeed lighter than before.

"Hey, what is that?..."

Li Hu, who had been silent for a long time, became puzzled and asked softly, pointing to the front right side of the floating bridge.

However, after he was injured, his fighting spirit suddenly disappeared, so he no longer paid attention to the discussions of Manager Hu and others, but stared straight ahead, waiting for arrangements, following when everyone walked and stopping when everyone stopped.

Now, because of the strange power, everyone stopped to look for the reason, but he continued to look forward. He didn't feel anything at first, but after a while he noticed some differences in front of him and was the first to discover the changes here.

Everyone was a little surprised to see that it was him who spoke, but they still looked in the direction he pointed.

Chen Mu also frowned slightly and looked into the depths of the clouds.

"where?……"

Wu Xuanyang stared at it for a while but couldn't find any difference. It was still all white. But seeing Li Hu's serious look, he wondered if he had come to the wrong place, so he asked.

Li Hu replied, "It's right in front of the floating bridge, hidden behind the clouds... You can look up, there's a hint of green emerging."

Chen Mu's heart moved and he looked up. After concentrating on observing, he saw a hint of green in the depths of the clouds...

"It looks like a mountain peak..."

He kept his eyes fixed on the subject and muttered to himself.

Manager Hu also saw the target at this time and nodded in agreement, "It's the top of the mountain. It looks like there's a mountain ahead!"

"It seems that the method to break the formation... should be just ahead."

Fang Xiaopan turned around and looked at everyone, a hint of joy appearing on his face.

Chen Mu nodded slightly and lowered his brows and said, "There is no other way for now, let's give it a try..."

After saying this, he gathered up his magic power and moved forward step by step.

Seeing this, everyone hurriedly used their magic power to protect their bodies and followed closely.

An hour later.

Chen Mu and his group walked unsteadily. Except for Chen Mu and Wu Xuanyang, two ninth-level cultivators, the rest of them had red faces and were sweating profusely, especially Li Hu.

Using magical power to protect the whole body to resist gravity is indeed a good idea, but it is not without drawbacks.

They didn't notice it at first, but after walking a short distance, they felt that the speed at which their magic power was being consumed was faster than when fighting with others.

The mountains in the distance are still looming, and I don’t know when I can reach them.

Therefore, in order to slow down the speed of mana consumption, everyone appropriately reduced the mana supply, thinking of using their own body strength to share some of the pressure.

But what they didn't expect was that the gravity became stronger as they got closer.

Every step they took now was like adding bricks to the burden they were trying so hard to carry.

After walking a few dozen steps, they saw Li Hu, standing at the very end, his face purple and blue. The wound on his bandaged broken arm had broken through the magic power barrier and was oozing blood. Chen Mu, who still had some strength left, looked back and happened to see Li Hu. He said, "Brother Li, please stop. You still have some magic power left to protect yourself. If you go any further, what if you run out of magic power..."

Li Hu raised his head upon hearing this, veins popping out on his face and bloodshot eyes. He said softly, "Since that's the case, I won't hold on any longer. I just hope that you fellow Taoists can break through the formation safely."

Chen Mu and others knew that he was speaking the truth, because they could only get out after breaking the formation, so they nodded and continued to move forward. Fang Xiaopan paused and nodded to Li Hu.

The clouds and mist rolled and swirled clumsily, looking extremely awkward.

Another hour passed.

Fang Xiaopan couldn't hold on any longer and stayed on the floating bridge, panting heavily. After Chen Mu and the other two had gone far away, he slapped his thigh suddenly, looking extremely annoyed.

Because in his opinion, if he fell behind, he would no longer have much contribution to breaking the illusion array, and he would not get many spirit stones afterwards.

But even though he tried his best, he gradually couldn't keep up with the other three people's speed. Moreover, if he really exhausted all his magic power and still couldn't break the formation, it would be dangerous. So he had no choice but to stop and sulk...

Although the three of them walked with difficulty, they did not stop.

Chen Mu turned his head to look at Manager Hu who was not far behind him, and couldn't help but murmur in his heart.

"Fang Xiaopan, who was on the same floor as him, gave up half an hour ago. But looking at him, it seems like he can hold on a little longer..."

"Senior Brother Hu is not simple..."

Chen Mu shook his head and collected his thoughts, then looked forward. The outline of the huge green mountains had appeared before his eyes, and the clouds and mist could no longer block their sight.

He chuckled and strode towards Qingshan.

The cloud and mist illusion array seemed to have not changed at all. Several hours had passed since I entered the array, but it still looked the same.

At this time, the three of them were already approaching the mountainside. Chen Muchong was in the front, and a few dozen feet behind him was Wu Xuanyang, who was sweating profusely and had a tangled beard.

As for Manager Hu, he stopped not far behind Wu Xuanyang with an unwilling look on his face.

Chen Mu was sweating and his face was flushed. It was obvious that the gravity here was making it difficult for him to withstand it.

He looked ahead intently and saw a white wooden pavilion standing faintly beneath the green hills.

Then he looked back and found that Wu Xuanyang seemed to have given up and stood there motionless. When he saw him looking back, he waved his hand, indicating that he should ignore him.

So Chen Mu remained expressionless, and continued to move forward while mobilizing all his magic power.

As he fully utilized the pure spiritual fluid, the feeling of oppression suddenly eased.

"Bang! Bang!..."

The two feet touched the ground one after another, making continuous sounds.

He rushed to the pavilion at the foot of the mountain in one go.

Green mountains are behind it, and clouds and mist are lingering.

On the white wooden pavilion, there hangs an ancient black bell, and next to it is a yellow pear wood chair...

Chen Mu felt a sense of naturalness when he saw this scene with such a chaotic array of colors, as if this place was supposed to be like this.

He felt something in his heart and lowered his eyes slightly, gritted his teeth and walked towards the pavilion.

The next moment, his entire body stepped in. Chen Mu suddenly felt a sour and refreshing feeling, and then he had an illusion that he was as light as a feather.

"Everything is normal inside the pavilion..."

He pondered to himself, remained standing still, closed his eyes slightly, and let his magic power flow through his body over and over again.

(End of this chapter)