Chapter 180 Emei Golden Summit
After failing the challenge, An Zhi and Ge Wensong sat on the ground blankly, their eyes full of confusion and helplessness. They didn't know what to do for a moment. They didn't expect Emei Sword, Emei Thorn, Emei Fist, Emei Staff, and Emei Qigong. They were both so powerful, and the two of them looked at Zi Lingxuan for help.
Shen Anzhi bit his lip tightly, frowning deeply, and kept replaying the scenes in his mind when he had just fought with the Emei masters. Those scenes where he had tried his best but still couldn't break through the opponent's defense and was unable to deal with the opponent's fierce moves, like a nightmare. Like lingering.
Ge Wensong was not much better. He supported the ground with his hands and tried to stand up, but his legs were still shaking, as if they were no longer in control. After a long while, Ge Wensong slowly spoke, his voice hoarse and with a hint of hesitation: "Sister An Zhi, let's... what should we do next?"
The two of them looked at Zi Lingxuan in unison.
Zi Lingxuan saw that the two of them were dejected and confused, and they helped her complete the collection of medicinal materials today. In addition, the time for everyone to rendezvous with Qiang City was getting tighter, so she secretly made up her mind to help them.
She frowned and thought for a while, then walked towards the Five Swordsmen of Lingxiao...
An Zhi and Ge Wensong looked at Zi Lingxuan and the Five Musketeers chattering. They looked at each other and smiled in unison.
Not long after, the Five Swordsmen of Lingxiao came to them, and they saw the five of them standing in a row, with their postures as tall and straight as pine trees, and their faces with serious but respectful expressions.
The leading Emei swordsman took the first step forward, clasped his hands and saluted solemnly towards An Zhi and Ge Wensong. The other four swordsmen followed suit and saluted in unison.
Emei Swordsman said loudly: "Two young heroes, although you two failed in the challenge today, the five of us have seen your courage and determination, and also felt your sincere pursuit of martial arts. The road to immortality is already bumpy. Failure in a challenge is just a small setback on the way forward.”
"Yes, Third Senior Sister also said just now, thank you for helping her collect the elixir. Right now, we all have a common goal, which is to go to the front line of Qiang City and protect Bashu." The Emeizhang disciple followed.
An Zhi raised his head slightly, looked at the mist-shrouded golden top of Mount Emei, and sighed softly: "Although I failed in today's challenge, I can truly appreciate the breadth and depth of Emei's martial arts."
"Yes, yes, Emei Sword, Emei Thorn, Emei Boxing, Emei Staff, Emei Qigong." After speaking, Ge Wensong cupped his fists and invited: "Welcome all seniors to Huangshan, and I will never let you down."
Seeing that the matter was resolved, Zi Lingxuan said happily: "Haha, Wensong, you are very hospitable."
"That's necessary. I am the welcoming pine on Huangshan Mountain, hahaha." Ge Wensong suddenly seemed very relaxed.
After passing the test, Shen Anzhi and Ge Wensong finally set foot on the first stop of mountain worship in the Bamboo Sea, Emei Golden Summit.
Along the way, the mountain wind howled, seeming to whisper in the ears the mysterious past and countless legends of the Emei Golden Summit.
The higher you go, the stronger the fairy spirit becomes, lingering around the people who come here, as if it is about to penetrate into your skin, gradually filling the bodies of An Zhi and Ge Wensong who were slightly tired from the rush. strength. The ancient pines beside the road are strong and tall, with some crystal dewdrops hanging on the branches, shining brightly under the sunlight, like tiny gems, adding a bit of agility and elegance to the mountains.
Finally, when they stepped over the last step, Emei Golden Summit suddenly appeared in front of them. Above the golden summit, they saw misty clouds and mist, like a fairyland. The sun shone through the layers of clouds and mist, reflecting the colorful halo.
In the center of the golden dome, stands a solemn and solemn fairy palace. The cornices of the palace are looming in the clouds and mist, and the glazed tiles on it exude a warm luster, as if carrying the traces of time and the atmosphere of the fairy family.
There are some ancient magical instruments placed around, some of them are shaped like bells, and when the breeze blows, they can make an ethereal and sweet sound, as if they are resonating with the world. Some are like bronze mirrors, with light and shadow flowing in the mirror.
An Zhi and Ge Wensong stood on the edge of the golden dome, looking far into the distance. They had a panoramic view of the mountains, rivers and land. Countless hills of various shapes were floating in the air, and some practitioners were walking in the air.
Both of them clearly felt that a stream of spiritual power was continuously being absorbed into their bodies.
"Each fairy mountain is different, but Taoism and sects are connected. An Zhi, your Sanqing Mountain is also like this, it must be more spectacular than here." Zi Lingxuan said.
In Sanqing Mountain, An Zhi suddenly missed his hometown: "Our Sanqing Mountain is very good, but it is probably still being rebuilt after being destroyed by the black python in the early stage." After saying that, he felt very guilty in his heart. If it weren't for himself, what would happen to the giant python in Sanqing Mountain? How could so many of his friends die when he came out of the mountain? How could Sanqing Mountain be destroyed? Although the giant python that escaped has arrived in Bashu, there are still no clues.
"The last time Emei Jinding was attacked and destroyed was a hundred years ago. It was also in ruins. After several generations of hard work, we are now what you see now." After Zi Lingxuan finished speaking, she did not forget to comfort An Zhi: "An Zhi, don't be discouraged. I believe that with the efforts of your fellow Sanqing brothers, we will be able to rebuild successfully."
"Yes." An Zhi nodded.
Suddenly, Ge Wensong looked up and saw a strange layer of light on the golden dome: "Sister Lingxuan, what is this? It seems to be covered by the golden dome."
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Zi Lingxuan said happily: "A hundred years ago, the Emei Golden Summit was destroyed by the Demon Realm. After the Demon Realm was driven away, the Emei Ancestor used the sacred artifact Haotian Mirror to cover the entire Emei Golden Summit, so that no monsters or monsters could get close."< br>
An Zhishun raised his head and looked at the sky. The Haotian Mirror hung high above the golden roof, like a huge green disc, with the ancient seal characters of tadpole and the shapes of Yunlong and strange birds faintly flowing on its surface.
The light of the Haotian Mirror is like a substance, isolating the Golden Dome from the outside world, forming an independent space. In the light, there are colorful flowers and rain, golden clouds, wind, clouds, water and fire, and other scenes that are ever-changing.
Facing the Golden Summit of Emei, An Zhi and Ge Wensong both felt a powerful wave of spiritual power. This wave seemed to resonate with their souls. The two of them calmed down and tried to understand the great ways of heaven and earth contained in it. Practice methods...
An Zhi stood on the top of the Emei Golden Summit shrouded in the strange light of the Haotian Mirror. The breeze gently blew through her hair. Her eyes were full of shock and intoxication, looking at the dreamlike scene of the Immortal Family in front of her. , a seed of wanting to cultivate immortality was quietly planted in my heart...