To be precise, this mountain is the real Lingxiao Mountain.

Lingxiao Mountain stretches for hundreds of miles, straight into the sky. On the top of the mountain, there stands the Chongxiao Palace, one of the seven great sects of the wilderness.

Since it is one of the seven major sects, there is no need to think about it, the strength and heritage of the Chongxiao Hall are very amazing.

Chongxiao Hall is a sect of immortal cultivation that stood 10,000 years ago, and its history is not particularly long.

Due to the invasion of the demon clan 10,000 years ago, many sect forces have perished or decayed, the spiritual veins have been seized, the five elements of spiritual energy have weakened, and the entire continent has been ravaged.

In just 10,000 years, the wilderness is far from regaining its vitality. In today's wilderness, it is said that there are no more infancy monks.

Even if there were, those old monsters in their infancy had left this ghost place where birds don't.

The strong man in the Yudan period is the overlord of the current Savage Continent. The ten powerhouses of the wilderness are all only cultivators in the Dan period.

Shen Lang had always stayed in a small place like Lin Hai Tianshan before, and he didn't feel anything about the weakness of the Savage Continent.

The Dan Stage is indeed an existence that people look up to, but Shen Lang feels that he is also the inheritor of the barbarian gods, and it is a bit ridiculous if he can't reach that realm.

If he didn't want to break through the Yuan Infant Stage, he would not be able to meet Su Ruoxue again. Shen Lang secretly made up his mind in his heart, living well is one of them, and his cultivation must also be improved quickly.

I don't want to think about these things for the time being. As soon as he entered Lingxiao Mountain, Shen Lang found that this mountain was different from other mountain ranges, the mountain was accompanied by a thick mist, and even exuded a faint demonic aura.

Shen Lang carried Xiao Ling'er on his back and cautiously walked towards the mountain.

Lingxiao Mountain is a holy place, and in order to prevent ordinary people from stepping into it at will, Chongxiao Hall has raised all kinds of poisonous insects and beasts around the mountain. If you don't have some cultivation, it will be difficult to climb up.

Once every 20 years, Lingxiao Mountain will hold a grand event in the mortal world to recruit new disciples. Once you miss the opportunity, it is equivalent to getting started with immortals.

But compared to other sects, Chongxiao Hall is much more humane.

If you want to worship the Chongxiao Palace, in addition to being selected at the grand meeting to recruit new disciples, there is another way, which is to climb Lingxiao Mountain.

It is said that monks who can climb Lingxiao Mountain unharmed, as long as they are qualified in cultivation and qualified in talent, can get a chance to worship the Chongxiao Temple again.

Of course, Lingxiao Mountain is full of poisonous insects and beasts, and it is impossible for ordinary mortals to climb up, and this is a test specially set up for those low-level monks who want to enter the Chongxiao Palace.

Shen Lang walked through the mountains for half an hour, and encountered several fierce beasts, such as a sturdy white tiger and a gray-furred jackal, all of which he killed.

Xiao Ling'er had never seen such a terrifying scene, and every time she saw Shen Lang fighting with a fierce beast, she closed her eyes in fear, and her body trembled a little.

However, Shen Lang's broad shoulders gave her enough security.

Shen Lang almost killed all the way to Lingxiao Mountain.

On the way, he even saw the bodies of two people.

Looking at the dress, it seems that they are all low-level immortal cultivators. One of the corpses had just decomposed, and the maggots were crawling around in the flesh, which was a little terrifying, and the little girl screamed in fright.

Shen Lang's eyes shrank, these two seemed to be low-level immortal cultivators who tried to climb Lingxiao Mountain and worship the Chongxiao Palace, but their strength was not enough, and they died in Lingxiao Mountain.

For this kind of scene, Shen Lang had no waves in his heart, and continued to carry the little girl up the mountain on his back.

Shen Lang's physical combat power alone was comparable to the peak of the Transformation Realm, and it would definitely be no problem to climb Lingxiao Mountain.

It's just that he encountered a lot of fierce beasts on the way, and even encountered a pack of fierce beasts and jackals, Shen Lang spent some effort and traveled a lot slower.

After so many days of traveling through the mountains, coupled with dealing with a large number of fierce beasts today, Shen Lang also felt a little sleepy at night.

In the evening, he caught a big bamboo leaf green snake-type beast in the crevice of the mountain cliff, cut off the snake's head, peeled and washed it by the stream, took out a small iron pot and various spices from the storage ring, boiled the snake soup, and had a beautiful meal with Xiao Ling'er.

The flesh of the beast is rich in nutrients and energy, and can quickly restore the exerted physical strength.

Although it is a snake soup, Xiao Ling'er is not a picky eater, and Shen Lang's cooking skills even amaze her.

It took three days in the mountains.

At the beginning of the morning of the third day, Shen Lang finally came to the last cliff, as long as he climbed this cliff, he could see the Chongxiao Hall on the top of the mountain.

The cliffs are very high, thousands of meters long.

"Little Ling'er, you hold it firm, don't let go. Shen Lang turned back to Xiao Ling'er and instructed.

"Got it, Brother Shen Lang. Xiao Ling'er nodded seriously and hugged Shen Lang's waist.

This kind of intimate contact still makes the little girl blush a little.

Shen Lang took out two short blades from the storage ring, jumped into the cliff, and the two short blades were inserted into the cliff wall, used as climbing nails, and began to climb quickly towards the top of the mountain.

Shen Lang's climbing speed was not slow, and he climbed to the center of the cliff in about five minutes.

Looking down from here, it is almost like an abyss, and there is no bottom in sight, and the two of them seem to be in the clouds.

If you fall from here, you will definitely be crushed to pieces, and there will be no scum left.

Xiao Ling'er didn't dare to look down, she closed her eyes and hugged Shen Lang tightly.

Shen Lang continued to climb up, and suddenly found that in the crevices of the cliffs above, there seemed to be a nest of demon birds, and it seemed that there were still a few shiny white eggs in the nest.

Fortunately, the demon bird is not in the nest, otherwise there will be some trouble. The eggs of these demon birds are the best ingredients! Ordinary low-level martial cultivators who eat eggs may increase their cultivation out of thin air.

It is of little use to Shen Lang, but it is excellent to use it to satisfy hunger and replenish physical energy.

Shen Lang quickly climbed up, and the white egg was almost half the size of a head. He took two white eggs from the nest and put them in the storage ring.

At this moment, a mutation protruded.

"Chirp!"

A sharp eagle whistle suddenly came.

I saw two large black eagles with a body length of more than ten meters flying towards the cliff at high speed, with a sharp and piercing cry, eagle eyes like lightning, and it seemed to be extremely angry!

"Damn!" Shen Lang smacked his lips, his luck was really bad, these two eagle eggs should be the cubs of the demon bird in front of him.

The Black Feather Eagle, a third-order demon beast, belongs to the more powerful of the third-order demon beasts. The two black-feathered eagles flew in, one male and one female, with powerful talons, extremely sharp, and extremely ferocious.

One is easy to deal with, two came at once, and now Shen Lang is on the cliff again, which is a little difficult to do.

"Little Ling'er, don't open your eyes just yet. Shen Lang instructed, and immediately took out a high-grade holy weapon long sword.

"Hmm!" Xiao Ling'er also seemed to sense the threat, and her hands clenched tighter.

The two black-feathered eagles flew over one on the left and one on the right, and Shen Lang took away their eggs, making the two eagles extremely irritable.

Two pairs of eagle talons fiercely grabbed Shen Lang, and Shen Lang brandished his long sword to slash and parry.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

The sword and the talon collided, sending a lot of sparks.

Shen Lang protected Xiao Ling'er, holding the rock wall with one hand and wielding a long sword with the other, his hands and feet were restrained, and the fight was really difficult.

However, he is also very experienced, and the two third-order demon birds can't do anything to him.

After spending a while, seeing a certain opportunity, Shen Lang's eyes burst out with fine light, and he shot out the high-grade holy weapon long sword in his hand violently.

With a "poof", the long sword pierced through the chest and abdomen of the female black-feathered eagle.

"Chirp!" the female black-feathered eagle screamed, staggered a few times, and soon fell out of mid-air.