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Chapter 164 Behead the Mountain from Today

"Let's go and have a look." Wang Shen walked towards the mountain.

After leaving the city, there were not many trees around. What we saw were sparse trees, rocks, and windy sand. However, we felt desolate and withered.

Not long after walking, Wang Shen stopped and saw two corpses.

Taking a closer look, the two corpses were in a miserable state of death, with bleeding from all their orifices. The two pools of blood around the eyes were particularly obvious, and their expressions were extremely distorted.

"The eyeballs exploded." Wang Shen looked at the two corpses. Their manner of death was almost identical.

After walking forward for a while, he encountered another corpse, in the same dead state.

"I'd better change the direction to avoid any trouble." Wang Shen changed direction decisively.

He stopped when he was some distance away from the mountain, and first looked at the mountain from a farther position.

From a distance, the winding mountains look like a giant arching its backbone, solid and steady.

Wang Shen looked at the mountain and experienced its mystery. Between the heaven and the earth, this mountain is so abrupt and conspicuous.

As you get closer, you can better appreciate the majesty of this mountain. The peaks are towering and shrouded in clouds and mist. You can't see the top of the mountain from here because the sight is blocked by the lingering clouds and mist.

The box seemed to be aware of Wang Shen's presence. It jumped a few times and faced Wang Shen.

Wang Shen stayed on the top of the mountain for a day. The next morning, after watching the sunrise, he jumped down from the top of the mountain.

The next morning, the sun was obscured by dark clouds.

The wind whistled on the top of the mountain, but it did not affect Wang Shen's happy mood at this time.

If you want to go, go!

Nothing happened all night, except for the wind blowing the gravel all night long.

Based on the principle that doing more is worse than doing less, he was unwilling to meddle in others' affairs. But the man's next movement made Wang Shen suddenly stop his falling figure.

The wind whistled in my ears.

About half an hour later, the box shook twice, and with a click, the box fell from the man's neck.

On this day, there was no cloud in the night sky, and the stars in the sky could be clearly seen. One by one, shiny.

The head was severed, blood spattered, and fell on the strange box. The box suddenly started beating, and the blood spurting out seemed to be summoned and flew towards the box.

The mountain is very high, more than 1,000 feet long, so it is covered with snow all year round and it is extremely cold. It was even more so at night, but with Wang Shen's current cultivation level, he didn't care at all. Even in extremely cold places, he was not afraid at all and went about as usual.

The man sat up suddenly, took out a knife, and slashed his neck without hesitation. It was as if he was not cutting himself, but a piece of wood.

The mountain was gentle at first, but soon became steeper.

Wang Shen's steps are a hundred feet long. When he goes up the mountain, he doesn't care what is under his feet, as long as there is a place to stay.

What does it mean to "be at the top of the mountain and see all the mountains and small mountains at a glance?", now it is.

Wang Shen came to the vicinity of the mountain. Wangshan here is different from yesterday.

He did not leave immediately on the top of the mountain but stayed on the top of the mountain until the sun set and the sky darkened. He spent the night on the top of the mountain.

Wang Shen looked at the mountain using the method of painting, and a painting appeared in his mind. He already has many such paintings in his mind.

Two days later, the sun rose, but it was not pierced by the fog on the top of the mountain.

There were some trees in the mountains at first, but after a while only rocks were left, and then they were covered with snow.

The night was dark, and the mountain was like a giant beast lying on the earth. It was silent there, adding a bit of mystery to it.

After landing, the box rolled right next to the head.

Looking around, there is no higher ground around him. He has already reached the top, and the distance is endless. The city where he rested a few days ago is just a small black dot.

The head rolled a few times and then rolled to the side of the square box. Then it shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the blood and brain matter inside were

"That box is too evil!" Wang Shen looked at the evil box.

He stood up decisively and galloped towards the mountain. He only flashed a few times before arriving at the foot of the mountain.

Wang Shen sat at the foot of the mountain for a day and a night, and then moved to another place to continue viewing the mountain.

The mountains at night are different from the rocks during the day. You can see clearly during the day, but at night you can only see an outline.

Heaven and earth enter the painting, and this mountain is the core of the painting.

Soon, Wang Shen saw that the man's body shriveled up at a speed invisible to the naked eye. The box was like a flesh-eating monster rapidly devouring the essence of that person's body.

The mountains in this northwest place are different from Jingzhou, and are a little more majestic.

It didn't take long for the man's body to turn into a shriveled corpse.

It actually didn’t take long to get from the bottom of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain. But standing on the top of the mountain and looking around is a completely different scene.

"Go up and have a look?" Wang Shen stared at the towering mountain peaks, and such an idea suddenly came to his mind.

Looking up at the sky, even the clouds in the sky seemed to be closer to me.

"What's in that box that's so weird?"

At night, he found a cave in the wilderness to stay for one night. He could also see the mountains in this cave.

Hey, when he was going down the mountain, he unexpectedly discovered that there was a person halfway up the mountain, lying between two rocks, holding a wooden box in his arms, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Looking at the extremely weird scene in front of him, Wang Shen couldn't help but stop and watch.

He looked at the mountains in the distance, and the sight lasted all day.

After a while, the box suddenly jumped up on its own, and coincidentally landed on the neck of the severed head. Then not a drop of blood on the neck fell, all was absorbed by the box.

Wang Shen suddenly felt uneasy.

go,

He turned around and left without stopping at all.

The box stood there quietly, with complicated runes on it. If you look carefully, you will find that every rune is soaked with blood.

Halfway up the mountain, the mountain wind was howling, and the box stood there quietly, with a shriveled corpse and a shriveled head beside it, which was indescribably weird.

At the bottom of the mountain, Wang Shen turned his head and glanced at the mountain.

"What's in that box that's so weird?"

He was about to leave the mountain and continue to move northwest. Not far away, he met two people. One of them had cloudy eyes and was holding a wooden stick in his hand.

A young man, in his twenties, carried a sword on his back.

The young man looked at Wang Shen who was approaching, and was about to say something back when someone on the side quietly grabbed him.

It wasn't until Wang Shen walked some distance away that the young man spoke.

"Uncle Liu, why didn't you ask that person just now?"

"That man is a great monk in the Shenxuan realm." The old man with cloudy eyes said.

"Shenxuan realm?" After hearing this, the young man couldn't help but look back at Wang Shen who had already gone away.

"He looks young, doesn't he?"

"There is no direct relationship between the level of cultivation and age, and the great monks in the Shenxuan Realm are good at keeping their appearance. They may look young and are already in their forties or fifties. The person who passed by just now has a very advanced cultivation level! "The old man said.

Although his eyes can't see clearly, his other perceptions are extraordinarily sensitive. In his perception, the young man who just passed by was like a mountain, a walking mountain. Thick, steady and unshakable.

"Did you understand the mystery contained in the mountain? I have never heard of such a number one person."

"Where will the person we are looking for take that box?" the young man whispered.

"No matter where he goes with that box, he won't be able to go far," the old man said.

"He thought the box was a treasure, but he didn't know that the box was the most terrifying thing in the world. It could kill anyone. Whoever holds it will kill him. The longer he holds it, the faster he will die."

"What if we find the box?" The young man asked hurriedly after hearing this.

"Don't be afraid. I'm here. Others are afraid of the box, but I'm not afraid." The old man with cloudy eyes said.

"Why?" the young man asked almost subconsciously.

"Because I'm blind!" The old man raised his finger and pointed at his cloudy eyes.

Ten days later, Wang Shen stopped in front of a stretch of mountains.

Bei Yishan,

It stretches for hundreds of miles, half in Sizhou and half in Jizhou. Not far away there is a big river rushing eastward, Zhuohe River.

Wang Shen looked at the mountain from a distance. He felt that this mountain was more suitable for his cultivation.

In a total of ten days, Wang Shen walked around the mountain.

"Just stay here for a while first!"

There are enough mountains here, the mountains are endless, and it is quite desolate and rarely populated.

Wang Shen plans to practice here for a while and continue to improve his sword skills.

Wang Shen then spent some time to find a suitable place for his practice among the hundreds of miles of mountains. He found a cave and settled down.

He wants to cut through a mountain with his own sword.

He started a new round of practice in the cold wind of the north.

Of course, if you want to cut a mountain with one sword, you can't just cut the thousand-foot-high mountain. With the experience of cutting rocks, Wang Shen is ready to proceed step by step, starting with a small slope.

The slope is not high, only ten feet.

Wang Shen stood up, unsheathed his sword from behind, and slashed down from top to bottom.

The blade cut into the earth and stone, and then sliced ​​through it easily.

His sword is a precious sword, and his sword intention is also very domineering. Naturally, these earth and rocks cannot block his blade.

After slashing with the knife, a long knife mark appeared on the soil slope, from top to bottom, not very wide but very deep.

The knife in Wang Shen's hand slashed through, and the energy and intention of the knife poured out along the blade and cut into the soil. I don’t know how much earth and rocks were chopped up along the way, and how many grass roots and tree roots were cut off.

This sword was as domineering as ever, but it did not completely cut open this small mound. The soil on both sides of the crack continued to slide down.

Wang Shen was not angry. On the contrary, the corners of his mouth raised slightly and a smile appeared on his face.

"Very good, a new challenge has begun."

The weather in the northwest gets cold much earlier than in Jingzhou. If you can drink a bowl of mutton soup on a cold day, it will undoubtedly be a very comfortable thing.

In a small city dozens of miles away from Beiyi Mountain.

In a small shop, there are several tables, but only one table has people sitting on it, a bottle of wine, and two side dishes.

"It's getting cold again today. I don't know how many people will die this year."

The door opened with a creak, and a gust of cold wind rushed in.

A young man came in and asked for a large pot of boiled mutton. There is no seasoning, just some salt.

The hot and fragrant mutton soup went down my stomach, making me feel indescribably comfortable.

After practicing, Wang Shen would occasionally go out for a walk.

Wang Shen was eating and listening to the conversations of the people next to him.

What these people said was about short-term family matters and nothing important, but Wang Shen listened with interest.

It's really because I'm a little lonely in the mountains. When I was in Wuyang County, there was a black snake accompanying me, but here there was nothing.

After finishing a large bowl of hot mutton soup, Wang Shen patted his belly with satisfaction, paid and opened the door to leave.

"That young man looks really good at eating! When I was young, he had a huge appetite. Once again, I ate a cow by myself!"

"A cow, you were talking about a sheep last time!"

"Hey, that's for another time."

Wang Shen, who was outside, smiled as he listened to the conversation between several old people in the room. At this time, he thought of Shen Jingsheng again.

"I wonder how the old man is doing now?"

He walked slowly towards the outside of the city alone, with only his shadow following behind him.

After leaving the city and walking about seventeen or eight miles, he suddenly saw smoke and dust rising in front of him. A group of people rushed over and several people surrounded him. The leader among them had long hair, bronze skin, and eyes as sharp as an eagle.

"Horse bandits, robbers?" Wang Shen looked at several people.

"Friend, don't be nervous, take off your clothes." A man wearing a robe with heavy dark circles said with a smile.

"Take off your clothes, are you not nervous?" Wang Shen said calmly after hearing this.

"Take it off immediately if I ask you to do so. If you continue to be verbose, you may be careful about your life!"

Alas, Wang Shen sighed.

When everyone saw that Wang Shen was not cooperating, one of them got off his horse and came to Wang Shen. Just as he was about to raise his hand, there was a crisp sound and the man fell to his knees on the ground.

The leader's eyes lit up when he saw this.

"court death!"

When the people nearby saw this, they raised their swords and were about to kill Wang Shen.

I saw Wang Shen's figure swaying like a butterfly playing with flowers, his hands flying, holding, buckling, and twisting, using the muscles-splitting and bone-splitting hands he had learned when he first embarked on the path of spiritual practice.

After a while, these people fell to the ground and their swords fell to the ground.

"Interesting, interesting!" The leader gently fell down from his horse, just like a leaf.

The man suddenly made a move, his hand like an eagle's claw, but Wang Shen intercepted his hand halfway, and then broke his strength. With a twist and a shake, the man felt that all the strength in his body was gone. It was shaken away all of a sudden.

"This?!" He was stunned for a moment.

"You ask people to take off their clothes when you meet them. What are you going to do?"

The man gritted his teeth and said nothing. Suddenly, a green light swung out from his left hand and chopped off Wang Shen's head.

(End of this chapter)