Beijing First People's Hospital!

"What a strange name!" Wang Xiaoyi showed a strange expression.

"A very special name." Zhou Dao murmured softly, his gaze became soft and friendly.

Looking at the eight big bright red characters, he felt that a piece of softness in his heart that had been dusty for a long time was touched. Once upon a time, that name was so familiar, giving people an infinite sense of security.

Especially those medical masters, the prescriptions written by them are like dragons and snakes, and the words are like wild grass, for fear of being understood by others.

"I don't know what the handwriting of the doctors here is!?" Zhou Dao smiled.

"You know?" Su Yaoji's expression changed, and he took a deep look at Zhou Dao.

"Know what?" Zhou Dao asked in a daze.

"When Taizu founded this holy place of medicine, there was a rule that all medical masters who want to enter the First People's Hospital of Beijing must first have a special training in calligraphy."

"Special calligraphy training!?" Wang Xuanzhi looked puzzled.

"Yeah." Su Yaoji groaned and nodded.

"What they have learned is not ordinary calligraphy. Ordinary people can't understand it."

"It is rumored outside that it is an ancient heavenly book, a Taoist talisman, containing the secrets of good fortune, written in this way, the heaven and the earth are blessed, life is endless, stretching the way of medicine forever, corresponding to the avenue of life and death."

A look of reverence appeared on Su Yaoji's pretty face.

It has to be said that Taizu was amazing and the only one in the ages. Even this wonderful script of the holy book has been handed down, and it has been passed down from generation to generation in the First People's Hospital of Beijing.

Taizu said that only by practicing this kind of calligraphy can you have that taste.

Today, if one wants to enter this holy place of medicine, one must first master the world-shattering and peerless calligraphy that no one can understand.

"This place is really unfathomable." Wang Xiaoyi and the others looked dignified, filled with awe.

A group of medical masters mastered the ancient heavenly scriptures, which were kept secret and passed down from generation to generation. The mysterious power is daunting.

"Taizu...hahaha..." Zhou Dao laughed.

If possible, one day, he will go to the First People's Hospital of Beijing to register.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Master may have spied on the heavenly secret left by Taizu."

Everyone looked at each other and followed.

Bypassing the First People's Hospital of Beijing, a Lingshan cross stands in front of you.

That spiritual mountain is not big, its whole body is like a sword, inserted horizontally on the ground, surrounded by spiritual energy, like auspicious clouds, in the sky, there are layers of auspicious energy, and there are faint visions coming out, suddenly appearing in the void.

At this moment, many monks sat cross-legged in front of that spiritual mountain, comprehending and practicing.

"This mountain is so special. Its weather is terrific, and it looks like it is at the same level as the sky." Zhou Dao couldn't help but praise when his eyes lit up.

This spiritual mountain is not big, but standing in front of it, it gives people a feeling of looking up at a high mountain. Looking up, it seems that there is no limit at a glance. Above the nine heavens, there is only the end of the peak.

No matter who it is, standing in front of this spiritual mountain, it seems like a drop in the ocean, a mighty fly.

"Good eyesight." Su Yaoji stopped.

"The name of this mountain is Lingjian Mountain. There are sword marks on the mountain, which are unparalleled since ancient times."

Everyone looked at Su Yaoji's jade hand, and sure enough, the whole body of Lingjian Mountain looked like thousands of blows, with sword marks engraved on it, with different lengths and thicknesses, with unique marks, as if each sword mark was A creature.

"Throughout the ages, the most amazing people in every era have come here, but there are very few who can leave indelible sword marks on the Lingjian Mountain."

Su Yaoji looked at Lingjian Mountain, her beautiful eyes lit up, and she couldn't hide her longing.

This Lingshan is like a monument. To be able to leave a mark on it is a kind of proof and a kind of glory. It is unparalleled in the world and illuminates an era. Even after tens of thousands of years, the traces he left will be indelible and shine on future generations. undefeated.

"The most amazing person in every era..." Zhou Dao murmured softly.

"That's right." Su Yaoji nodded: "Even the Demon Slaughter Lord, one of the [Seven Great Demon Lords] from Zhenmasi, came here when he was young, and left sword marks on the Lingjian Mountain."

While talking, Su Yaoji took a deep look at Zhou Dao.

The Demon Control Division has the Nine Divine Pillars, and the Demon Suppression Division also has the Seven Demon Lords.

If it is said that the Thunder Pillar and the Demon Lord Jie Mie never die, then the Pillar of Qi and the Demon Lord Calamity have been fighting to this day.

Then the archenemy of the sword pillar is to kill the demon lord.

This man is as talented as Li Zangfeng in the way of swordsmanship.

The two have known each other since they were teenagers and have been fighting endlessly ever since.

Until Li Zangfeng ascended to the throne of the Nine Divine Pillars, killing the Demon Lord also became one of the seven supreme thrones.

At that time, both of them had reached the pinnacle of the world, but the flames of war never went out.

"The teacher's arch enemy!" Zhou Dao murmured softly.

"It's unimaginable how amazing these people were when they were young. Even though they didn't have the King of Yuan, they are still the top of the world, which shows how romantic they are." Su Yaoji's words had another meaning.

"What are those people doing?" Wang Xiaoyi asked, pointing to a group of monks in front of Lingjian Mountain.

"They are enlightening." Shen Langyan explained.

Every sword mark on Lingjian Mountain contains immortal energy and spirit, which is shown by everyone who is amazed by the transformation of Taoism. There is no mystery, and one can realize that one of them is a great fortune.

ah…

Suddenly, a girl let out a scream, and the whole person flew out and was thrown hundreds of meters away.

She climbed up with difficulty, her delicate body trembled slightly, her face was pale, and she couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Thousands of sword marks are not so easy to comprehend. The energy left by those amazing people is extremely terrifying. Ordinary people can't look at them for a long time, otherwise they won't be able to bear it."

Meng Zhibai gritted his teeth.

He and Shen Langyan once sat in front of the Spirit Sword Mountain like these ascetic monks, trying in vain to comprehend even one of the sword marks, and that would be enough for them for half a lifetime.

It's a pity that they only lasted for a long time, just like the girl just now, unable to bear the huge pressure, their spirits almost collapsed.

For the two of them, those amazing people are really terrifying, as if they have already transcended the scope of human beings, their amazing talents are unparalleled, and they are first-class in the world, just like a monument standing in front of them.

From then on, Shen Langyan and Meng Zhibai planted the seeds of fear in their hearts, and they never dared to approach this Lingjian Mountain. They instinctively wanted to escape.

But it is different now. After life and death, they have an unprecedented desire for power. As long as they can improve their realm and gain strength, they are willing to give everything, even if they face falling into purgatory and facing their inner demons.

"Fall down and lie there!"

"We are here to rise and never back down."

Shen Langyan and Meng Zhibai looked at each other, and they clasped their hands tightly, sparking the spark of brotherhood.

"let's go."

Su Yaoji bowed to Lingjian Mountain.

This is the rule of the Hermitage. When you come here, unless you leave a seal by climbing the mountain, you must pay a big gift and walk around the mountain.

"Then let's go around for a while." Wang Xiaoyi looked at the Lingjian Mountain in front of him in awe, and bowed.

At his level, he can feel the horror and danger of this spiritual mountain without climbing the mountain.

"Master, what are you doing?"

Suddenly, Ha Shiqi shouted.

Everyone looked, Zhou Dao stared at Lingjian Mountain in front of him, and walked over.

"What are you going to do?" Su Yaoji's heart skipped a beat, and she cried out.

"Mountain climbing!" Zhou Dao whispered.

hum...

Everyone's complexion changed slightly, and their eyes on Zhou Dao became lax.

"He... he wants to climb the mountain to leave marks!?"

Shen Langyan and Meng Zhibai looked at each other, and they both saw ripples of shock in each other's eyes.

They clenched their hands tightly, veins appeared on their arms, and their breathing became heavy.

This man has no taboos, even a master like Qi Changchuan can kill as soon as he says it.

Now, he actually wants to challenge Lingjian Mountain, following the footsteps of the amazing people of all ages, climbing the mountain and leaving traces! ?

hum...

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged and poured into Lingjian Mountain.

Suddenly, a wave appeared in the floating clouds on the dome, as if the waves were rolling and expanding in all directions.

"Huh? Who is that man? What is he going to do?"

At this time, many people noticed Zhou Dao's actions.

The monastery claims to have 800 monks sitting cross-legged in front of the mountain, enlightened by the sword marks, but no one dares to bear the pressure of thousands of sword marks so close to Lingjian mountain.

"He crossed that line."

Someone exclaimed and stood up abruptly.

The three hundred and thirty-three feet in front of Lingjian Mountain is a scourge of heaven, which can crush eight hundred masters.

Once that line is crossed, the pressure will explode exponentially.

At this moment, Zhou Dao took nine steps and crossed the boundary that was like the punishment of God.

rumbling...

Suddenly, the sky and the earth trembled, and a thousand streams of auspicious energy broke through the floating clouds in the sky.

Bookless runes flew out from the depths of Lingjian Mountain, like angels scattered flowers, with wonderful steps.

In a trance, the gate of heaven opened, and the golden light fell down, reflecting the nine heavens and ten directions.

Faintly, Brahma can be heard singing, shaking the soul.

"The Tianjiao left this name in ancient times, and that mountain is a monument..."

Zhou Daoning said, his physical body was shaking, and he was under unprecedented pressure. Every inch of flesh and blood seemed to be doomed, and thunder and fire suddenly erupted, as if to annihilate everything.

Ahead, in the golden light of the sky, Wushu's figure was flickering and jumping, as if reversing the time and time, jumping out of the mighty long river.

Outstanding people from ancient and modern times gather here.

Zhou Dao clenched his fists tightly, and the sky and the earth roared and shook. His figure was like a flash of lightning, straight into Lingjian Mountain.

In an instant, the situation changed, and streaks of thunder light fell, continuously bombarding the blessed land where the hermitage was located.

Looking from a distance, it seems that the sky is collapsing, and the top is covered by black clouds, spraying out the brilliance of destruction.

"The Great Elder..."

In the depths of the hermitage, the bell rang loudly, everyone was alarmed, and a roar came.

The door of the Hermitage was wide open, and an old man came out slowly, with a stooped figure, a childlike face with white hair, and a bright light in his cloudy eyes, looking at the vision in the sky.

"Great Elder...this is..." A big man walked over, his whole body was entwined with qi, and his expression was solemn.

"Someone wants to climb the mountain and leave a mark on the Spirit Sword Mountain." The Great Elder of the Hermitage said in a deep voice.

"So brave!"

"Who the **** is that?" the big man in Chenggang Realm lost his voice.

It has been more than 30 years since Zhou Xuan, the previous king of the Yuan Dynasty, left his sword marks on Lingjian Mountain, and no one has climbed to Lingjian Mountain.

Now, just by looking at the celestial phenomenon, one knows that the person who comes is extraordinary.

"Can't you guess it?" The eyes of the Great Elder of the Hermitage almost froze, staring at the direction of Lingjian Mountain.

"Who the hell!?" The big man asked in surprise.

"The king of Yuan Dynasty!"

The corner of the Great Elder's lips parted slightly, and four words were highlighted. Then, he stepped out and disappeared in place.

…

rumbling...

Over the capital city, the sky suddenly changed, black clouds pressed down on the city, and the wind howled.

A thunderstorm shook the sky.

In the thunder light, there is a faint shadow of a golden spirit mountain emerging, which is magnificent.

"Lingjian Mountain, how many years have passed, and someone set foot on Lingjian Mountain again."

In the Yuyaosi, a man came barefoot. He was slender, but looked extremely thin. His eyes were piercing, like stars in the sky, containing infinite brilliance.

"Li Zhu, did you see it? Which junior climbed to Lingjian Mountain?"

Qi Zhu came from a distance and asked with a smile.

"You know?" Li Zhu whispered.

The gust of wind howled, blowing through the wide robe, making Li Zhu's thin body crumbling.

"Let me take a guess."

"Fame has been established for a long time, and luck has brought a newcomer. In this capital, who else in the younger generation can surpass his demeanor?" Li Zhu said concentratingly.

"You guessed it!" Qi Zhu said with a smile.

"Jian Zhu's disciple, the Yuan King of this life." Li Zhu's eyes flickered with a frightening light.

"After Zhou Xuan, he also set foot on that spiritual mountain, it's really a trick of luck." Qi Zhu murmured softly.

"Even if you and I step into the Dao Realm and comprehend the mysteries of heaven and earth, we still cannot truly grasp the changes in fate."

"I just don't know if he can succeed." Li Zhu said in a deep voice.

"Spirit Sword Mountain is a place of life and death, he may encounter a great enemy."

"That kid has many enemies."

Qi Zhu looked at the vision in the sky, thoughtfully.

hum...

Suddenly, a ray of sword light shot out from the hidden sword palace in the depths of Yuyaosi.

"Sword Zhu can't sit still."

"He really values ​​this precious apprentice."

"Jianzhu has entered Lingjian Mountain before, leaving scars after climbing the mountain. Knowing the risks involved, he is naturally worried."

Several divine thoughts intertwined in the void, and disappeared without a trace after a while.

…

rumbling...

In Lingjian Mountain, golden light surged, Zhou Dao seemed to be in a golden kingdom.

Countless auras are intertwined with each other, like big stars traveling in the sky.

Each way has its own special system, overlord the sky and the earth, the situation is not alarmed, the sixth life is destroyed, there is no phase and no self...

These auras are the imprints left by those amazing people from ancient times to the present, the Taoism is smelted, and the only one is me.

Ordinary people can't get close at all.

At this moment, the long-silent power in Zhou Dao's body finally awakened, and it was running continuously, and he resisted the rolling pressure just now.

hum...

Zhou Dao pointed it out, and chanted [Golden Light Curse], a sword light was generated, which bombarded Lingjian Mountain.

The runes flickered, and UU Reading www.uukanshu.com revolved like a big star, silently.

Lingjian Mountain is majestic and not bad, leaving no traces.

bang bang bang...

Suddenly, there was an explosion, and Zhou Dao's sword light caused one of the sword marks to tremble, the light danced, and a figure came out.

It was a young man, wearing Taoist robes, his brows were open, but his breath was natural and inaction.

"Who?" Zhou Dao was alert.

He knew that these were imprints engraved on Lingjian Mountain, each of which represented the past of a Gedai expert.

"Poverty Dao Mijueluo." The young Taoist whispered.

Zhou Dao was shocked when he heard this.

Today Longhushan is the head teacher, and his name is Mi Jueluo.

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