Man is in the midst of the mysteries of the spirit, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

So they found the leaders of the Yuntian Sect, Banshan Sect and other sects to preside over the meeting together.

With the interest factor in mind, these people naturally have biases in their hearts.

This time, even Zhang Lang was not optimistic about Anle and did not dare to place a bet.

On the contrary, Jiang Yulan, who had always been taciturn, spent twenty high-quality spirit stones on Anle.

This is equivalent to the entire wealth of a foundation-building person.

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, it looks like you're going to lose everything this time."

Ma Zhengshan said proudly.

Jiang Yulan responded coldly: "I hope you don't get too happy too soon."

"Humph!"

Ma Zhengshan turned away, ready to collect the spirit stones.

******

On the jade tree, Yun Wuhen lived up to his reputation and climbed all the way up.

There seemed to be no hindrance at all.

It only took half an hour to reach the middle of the tree trunk.

"Humph, that's all!"

Yun Wuhen looked up and saw Anle's figure not far away.

There is a little expectation in my heart.

He could already imagine the other party kneeling down before him and begging for mercy.

But suddenly, Yun Wuhen's body suddenly stopped.

The pressure from the surroundings suddenly increased to a higher level, causing his steps to become heavier.

But it is still within an acceptable range.

"I not only want to win, but also want to win beautifully and happily!"

Yun Wuhen is well versed in the secret of appearing to be a god in front of others.

He was ready to catch up with Anle in one go with a crushing momentum.

"call--"

Yun Wuhen took a deep breath, forced the spiritual power in his body to move forward at the original speed.

at the same time.

Anle also moved.

He still maintained his leisurely pace, and his speed of walking upwards did not increase or decrease.

Seeing this scene, the monks under the tree were shocked.

The smile on Ma Zhengshan's face disappeared: "How is that possible?"

"Lu Bin still has some energy left?"

“Isn’t this close to the top of the first tier?”

Zhang Lang keenly discovered: "Brother Lu is almost catching up with the Dry Ice Fairy!"

******

Anle slowly moved upwards and noticed the dry ice beside him.

Her face turned pale and she looked very miserable.

It was almost impossible to even stand and the only way to climb was to use both hands.

The damage caused by the secret method of using dry ice has not yet been recovered.

"Fellow Daoist Qian."

Anle said this softly as a greeting and continued to move forward.

"wait wait wait!"

When Gan Bing saw An Le, his eyes lit up and his cheeks flushed.

Being able to move forward calmly under this pressure...

She basically guessed the truth.

Dry Ice was unusually shy, no longer as cool as usual, as if he had met a fan of his idol.

“Are you…”

"Ok?"

"nothing."

After hesitating for a long time, Gan Bing still didn't ask, but just said softly.

"Thank you."

When I looked up again, Anle had gone far away.

He once again sat in a ravine, closed his eyes and waited for Yun Wuhen to catch up.

Nearby, the spiritual light of the jade tree continued to surge out from the cracks.

Like silk floss, like a ribbon, like the aurora.

Colorful and magnificent.

These spiritual powers constitute an extremely strong spiritual pressure. Many cultivators will become stiff and unable to move just by staying here.

The eyes of the old man's face are also at this height.

An indescribable feeling of depression spread.

It's really heart-pounding.

It seems that if you are not careful, you will anger this giant tree.

As soon as Yun Wuhen stepped into this area, his back was immediately pressed down.

Although he quickly raised himself up, he still showed some signs of weakness.

"Huh-ha-"

Yun Wuhen breathed lightly, with clouds appearing around him just right, covering his face.

So as to avoid being seen by others.

For Yun Wuhen, losing face was even more unbearable than being hurt!

Climbing regardless of wear and tear, his physical and spiritual strength were consumed a lot.

Suddenly faced with this several-fold increase in pressure, the body needs some time to adapt.

At this moment, Yun Wuhen also came to his senses.

He saw that Anle was trying to make him hurry up and not be able to compete in the final stage.

"Oh, I underestimated you!"

Yun Wuhen, who had regained consciousness, also sat down, preparing to slowly adapt to the pressure.

"The person who wins in the end must be me!"

******

However, next.

A very dramatic scene appeared above Yushu.

Every time Yun Wuhen started to move forward.

Anle stood up at the same time.

Until Yun Wuhen sat down and adapted to the pressure around him.

Anle also sat down again.

There was always a distance between the two of them that was neither far nor close.

Seemingly within reach.

But it seems like it can never be shortened.

At this point, no matter how reluctant the people under the tree were, they had to admit—

Anle actually has the ability to compete with Yun Wuhen!

Even, we have to suppress him?

Chapter 129 will definitely be useful next time

"What...what's going on?"

"How come Lu Bin doesn't look tired at all?"

Many people in the crowd found the scene absurd.

Anyone who has been close to the ancient Lingyu tree knows how terrifying the pressure is.

At such a high altitude, even Yun Wuhen found it difficult to move forward.

But at the moment, Anle's steps are still as steady as before, as if there is not much difference from before.

"Doesn't this mean... that he is stronger than Master Wuhen?"

Everyone couldn't help but have this thought.

But some people hold different opinions.

"Master Wuhen obviously still has some strength left!"

"It's just gathering strength and waiting for the opportunity to surpass others in one fell swoop."

Chen Xiaoya has full confidence in Yun Wuhen.

"Besides, Master Wuhen probably has some sympathy for Lu Bin and doesn't want him to lose too badly."

People looked closely.

He noticed that although Yun Wuhen was temporarily at a disadvantage, he did not look impatient at all and it was obvious that he had not yet taken things seriously.

"I see."

"I underestimated Master Wuhen's broad-mindedness."

"Let Lu Bin be arrogant for a while."

At this point, most people still didn't think Yun Wuhen would lose, and they had a blind confidence in him.

Because Yun Wuhen is different, he is a recognized seed of immortal cultivation, a peerless genius who is destined to join Taixu Palace, and a monstrous figure cultivated by the Yuntian Sect with the full strength of the entire sect.

Zhang Lang on the side whispered softly.

"If you can't win, then you can't win. Why are you making excuses?"

He looked up at Anle who was high up, with a hint of envy and awe in his eyes.

Fellow Daoist Lu’s strength is even stronger than he expected!

Some are happy and some are sad.

Ma Zhengshan's face looked grim, and he was so heartbroken that he could hardly breathe.

He placed a heavy bet on the possibility that "Lü Bin would be caught up in half an hour".

But now, all those spirit stones have gone down the drain.

"I can only rely on other gears to stop the loss."

******

at the same time.