Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 280 Nine Sufferings
Zhou Leng thought to himself that it was not something he had not experienced before, and said, "Disciple is ready."

"good."

Master Wu liked Zhou Leng more. Although his talent was not as good as the previous two, his desire for the Tao was more precious than talent.

There are so many geniuses in the starry sky, but not many of them are firm in their pursuit of the Tao. Often, after becoming powerful to a certain extent, they decay and fall, turning into a sigh of the universe.

"follow me."

Master Wu walked over and tapped Zhou Leng's shoulder with his dragon-headed cane.

The two disappeared into the Xiantian Pavilion.

Zhou Leng's eyes flashed and he looked around.

Blood clouds rolled in the sky, strong winds howled in all directions, and the earth was covered in blood.

The ground was covered with dense bones.

In the distance, there are undulating mountains and strange grasses everywhere.

Master Wu said, "The hell of suffering has nine kinds of suffering. The further you go, the more suffering you will suffer. Since you have experienced the music of chaos, the test of will in this hell of suffering will be replaced by the music of chaos."

"Thank you, Master." Zhou Leng didn't expect that entering the prison would bring him extra benefits.

"No external release of Qi, no hiding. Take off your coat, including your shoes and hat, and move forward. I will follow you. Once you are unable to stand up or give up, your hell will end."

Zhou Leng looked ahead, took off his coat, put on only shorts, and walked forward barefoot.

After walking a few steps, I felt a little uncomfortable under my feet.

"The first hardship is the sand blade. However... since you have a giant body and have advanced to the current limit in the Flying Moon Diagram, the sand blade can do nothing to you."

Zhou Leng looked down and found that the gravel on the ground was indeed different from others, like tiny curved blades, densely packed together.

Zhou Leng walked quickly forward, and soon, a faint green mist rose in front of him.

"The second suffering is the corrosive mist. Hmm... it seems it can't do anything to you." Master Wu suddenly looked at Zhou Leng's back seriously.

He suddenly realized that Zhou Leng seemed to have a real chance of passing through the prison.

From its establishment to its decline, the Guhe Sect lasted for millions of years, and less than ten people below the Xiantian had passed through the Hell of Bitterness.

If he really becomes an inner disciple of Kuyu, he can obtain a position in the sect like Song Juesi.

Moreover, by passing the Prison of Bitterness, one will receive sect rewards.

Zhou Leng walked into the erosion mist. The sand blades under his feet were still there, but how could he describe the feeling on his skin?

The caress of sand and dust.

Looking closely, the green mist falling on his body could not damage the combined power of the giant's body and the dwarf's iron skin.

At this time, a strange sound came from the sky.

"The third suffering, the music of chaos."

Boom... Boom... Boom... Boom...

The first note of the familiar chaotic music sounded.

Slowly, every part of Zhou Leng's body vibrated along with the chaotic music.

The last time, Zhou Leng felt extremely uncomfortable.

But now, besides feeling comfortable, I just feel comfortable.

A large number of divine texts were spinning in the brain, and they were spinning faster and faster.

The music of chaos gods is like an accelerator of divine texts, constantly strengthening the understanding of divine texts.

Master Wu looked at Zhou Leng who remained calm in the chaotic music and made some guesses in his mind.

“Perhaps, this kid really has a special talent for divine writing and can become a divine writing master in the future.”

Zhou Leng felt that the first three hardships were a bit weak, so he quickened his pace.

After a long time, the sand blade under his feet turned into white ice sand blade. The temperature dropped suddenly, but the poisonous fog was still there.

"The fourth suffering, cold thoughts."

"This suffering is unique. Not only does it erode the body and the will at the same time, but it also intensifies over time."

Zhou Leng said: "Then I need to speed up?"

"But some of the bitterness will increase as you speed up."

"Give it a try."

Zhou Leng said as he took big strides and ran faster.

After running for a while, Mr. Wu's eyes twitched.

The coldness was already extremely cold, but Zhou Leng was running out of sweat.

Soon, a clanging sound was heard.

Then transparent weapons appeared from all directions and attacked Zhou Leng at a speed that he could not avoid.

"The fifth suffering, the empty soldier."

Knives, spears, swords, halberds...

Those weapons falling on his body could only slightly affect Zhou Leng's movements.

But soon, a huge three-meter-long crossbow arrow came flying, and Zhou Leng hurriedly blocked it.

bang...

Zhou Leng's arm was hit by the crossbow arrow, and the skin and flesh sank inward, forming a clear flesh pit.

The skin is still intact.

Master Wu said, "You can use your luck to heal your wounds, but you can't use your luck to defend yourself."

Zhou Leng circulated his Qi and blood, and the powerful Qi and blood carried out microscopic repairs, and the flesh pits soon disappeared.

boom……

A transparent rock fell and flew over. The rock was a large square stone with a side length of more than three meters. It weighed more than 50 tons and flew over at high speed.

It is equivalent to a six-axle truck fully loaded with cargo hitting you head-on.

Zhou Leng could only block but not dodge or use clever force, so he had to use both hands to take it.

Zhou Leng's entire body was knocked away.

As the boulder fell, Zhou Leng's arms felt numb.

Zhou Leng carried various siege weapons and kept running.

The scenery in front of me changed and a gust of wind blew.

chi chi...

A dense sound of breaking through the air came.

"The sixth suffering, wind blade."

An invisible wind blade swept past, and Zhou Leng's skin cracked, leaving a one-centimeter-deep wound.

A moment later, dense wind blades kept passing by.

Every second, more than ten wounds appeared on Zhou Leng's body.

The flowers of pain bloom among the dense wounds.

Zhou Leng had no expression on his face and continued walking forward.

Mr. Wu nodded.

After running a few more steps, the sound of the chaotic music in the sky suddenly changed.

Based on the first note, the second note appears.

Zhou Leng had experienced this before, so he kept silent and continued moving forward.

There is a mountain ahead.

Zhou Leng ran up the hillside, and after only three steps, a spear stabbed into the air, piercing through Zhou's abdomen with a "puff" sound, and flew out of his back. Severe pain spread throughout his body.

Zhou Leng staggered and looked at the two-finger-wide bloody hole in his abdomen, trying to stop the bleeding.

"The seventh suffering, the mountain spear. From now on, put away your contempt."

puff……

The second spear appeared, piercing through Zhou Leng's left shoulder and creating a new large hole.

No matter how strong Zhou Leng's body was, he was like paper in front of the spear.

Zhou Leng looked solemn.

The harm caused by this seventh suffering alone exceeds the sum of the previous six sufferings.

puff……

Zhou Leng ran at high speed, and mountain spears flew towards him.

Abdomen, shoulders, chest, cheeks, legs, hips, palms...

In addition to the Dantian, heart and lungs, brain and leg bones, other parts of Zhou Leng's body appeared one after another with flesh holes.

Soon, Zhou Leng's two arms dropped down, swaying like willow branches.

Both arms were pierced with more than a dozen large holes and were completely disabled.

Without the protection of the skin, the forces of corrosive mist, wind blades, etc. began to wreak havoc on the body.

In just a moment, Zhou Leng was covered in blood and his skin seemed to have been peeled off, revealing flesh and bones.

From beginning to end, Zhou Leng didn't shout a single word.

Master Wu looked at Zhou Leng in surprise, his eyes full of confusion.

"How is it possible... How can a child from a primitive civilization endure such severe pain?"

"This kind of pain cannot be resolved by martial arts willpower or a strong body alone. How did he do it?"

When Master Wu was puzzled, a huge heart suddenly appeared in the sky, a thousand miles long.

The heart emitted an indescribable pressure that spread throughout the entire hell.

That force, like a burning fire with weight, pressed down.

Zhou Leng only felt that his mind and body were being pressed down by a real force, and an inexplicable panic arose in his heart.

At this moment, I felt that everything about me was wrong, everything was humble, everything was sinful, everything was inferior...

That invisible force, like the supreme god, or like authority and law, denied Zhou Leng in all aspects.

Zhou Leng was already badly injured, his legs went limp and he fell to the ground.

"The eighth suffering, divine power."

Master Wu sighed softly.

“No one who is knocked down by the might of God can stand up again.”

"Because this is the power of a virtual god. The heart of a peak virtual god is far stronger than the sun."

"With this level of mental pressure, not to mention a child, even a master would fall into endless panic if he was not careful..."

Zhou Leng first knelt down, then stood up, and walked quickly forward under the strong divine power.

"Ok?"

Mr. Wu couldn't believe it.

How can a disciple below the Xiantian level resist the might of God?
The three sons of Gu He can do it, but they are personally taught by the master. They have consumed countless star treasures and even undergone many tests.

Why should a disciple of a primitive civilization do so?
The divine power was like a real wave, bombarding the heaven and earth.

Zhou Leng continued to move forward.

His body was shaking, his steps were staggering, his eyes were dazed, he even lowered his head, and his spirit was on the verge of collapse.

Keep moving forward.

Master Wu followed Zhou Leng silently.

The mighty heart in the sky has been emitting a strong pressure, which has never stopped.

The chaotic music begins with the third note.

Zhou Leng only heard the second note in the treasure of the ancient dwarf king.

Zhou Leng walked into the land burning with flames.

"The ninth suffering, red lotus."

After saying this, Master Wu sighed softly. The red lotus fire not only burns the body, but also the spirit.

Although the red lotus fire here is not that powerful, it is enough to burn Zhou Leng's body and martial arts will.

Master Wu was prepared to end Zhou Leng's prison if he could no longer hold on.

Zhou Leng stepped into the waist-deep red lotus fire.

sizzle...

Flames like snakes licked the wounds all over his body, leaving them charred and cracked.

Zhou Leng's skin below the neck was dry and black, and his entire body was cracked.

Zhou Leng's steps became slower and slower, and his body swayed more violently.

Master Wu waited quietly, waiting for the moment when the red lotus fire would severely damage Zhou Leng.

Zhou Leng didn't stop.

Stumbling forward, amid all the suffering, rushing towards the sea of fire.

The body moves forward, forward, and forward again and again like a zombie.

Until you step over the last flame, you will keep moving forward.

The nine sufferings are all gone, and the flames dissipate.

"You... have made it through the hell." Master Wu said.

Zhou Lengque seemed not to hear it, and his body continued to move forward.

Master Wu flashed and appeared in front of Zhou Leng, looking over.

Zhou Leng lowered his head, closed his eyes, and fell into a coma.

His body was still moving forward.

The martial arts will is burning.

"OK……"

Master Wu sighed and waved his dragon-headed cane. The sky cracked and a drop of liquid shining with bright starlight fell from the sky and landed on Zhou Leng's head.

Master Wu held his crutch horizontally and stopped Zhou Leng.

Zhou Leng fell limply to the ground, motionless.

The bright starlight quickly spread throughout Zhou Leng's body.

In the blink of an eye, Zhou Leng was surrounded by rich starlight.

Starlight blends with flesh and blood, rebuilding the body at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The brilliant starlight liquid was so powerful that it only took less than one percent of its power to restore Zhou Leng to his original state, and he was even stronger than before.

The starlight converged and was about to fly away, when suddenly, new starlight spontaneously emerged from Zhou Leng's body.

The new starlight was like a greedy eater, swallowing the starlight liquid in big gulps.

In the end, only half of the starlight liquid escaped, and the other half was swallowed up by the starlight of the body.

(End of this chapter)