Roaming through the world of Doraemon

Qin Rui looked both unlucky and angry. Ye Tiancheng said, "Brother, do you want to practice with me? It'll be good for you too."

Qin Rui said impatiently, "Go by yourself. I wish you success soon." Ye Tiancheng felt that something was off about Qin Rui's words. Qin Rui always wore a bright smile, but today was different from the day before, as if he had been provoked.

Qin Rui went down the mountain. Ye Tiancheng didn't ask too many questions. If he really wanted to go out, Qin Rui would be angry.

Actually, Qin Rui was very excited when he heard Ye Tiancheng say that the stone was found at Wu Yue Peak. He went to Wu Yue Peak. Wu Yue Peak was one of the most mysterious places in the Qin family. The stronger the power, the greater the pressure and gravity. Although Qin Rui could already climb to the top of the mountain, it was still very difficult.

Qin Rui noticed the stones around him and explored them with his divine knowledge. However, he found nothing at the summit. Instead, he explored some strange stones with his divine knowledge, only to discover they were just ordinary stones. This made Qin Rui want to cry but not cry; he had nothing and was exhausted.

He suspected that Ye Tiancheng was impersonating him. There was nothing on the mountain. After descending, he wanted to settle things with Ye Tiancheng. He hadn't expected Ye Tiancheng to come alone. But Ye Tiancheng seemed to have nothing to do with the matter, so Qin Rui became even angrier. But he had no reason to blame Ye Tiancheng; after all, treasure hunting was a struggle against luck.

Ye Tiancheng was a little confused. "What's wrong with him, brother?"

Ye Tiancheng didn't think much of it before going to the summit, and now he's starting to catch his breath. He only went to Wu Yuefeng's hillside. "It seems we need to exercise more frequently."

He rallied his spirits and rushed onto the snow, but stopped after only twenty steps, as the pressure of reaching the summit prevented him from catching his breath, and he had to turn back.

The next day, he went much deeper into the mountains, but stopped at the thirtieth step, the pressure on his soul almost making him faint.

More than ten days later, he had only taken a hundred steps, which made Ye Tiancheng somewhat anxious. It seemed the deadline was fast approaching.

Chapter 581 Breaking the Limit

Yes, but he was too far from the summit.

"To break through the limits, we have no choice but to break through the limits." Thirteen days have passed, and today is the second day of the deadline. Ye Tiancheng is unusually determined. He uses his fastest speed to descend from the 150-step mark to the snow-covered mountaintop. Although Ye Tiancheng's steps are faltering, he doesn't give up; instead, he grits his teeth. "You can't give up."

Ye Tiancheng has now walked 200 meters. Although there is still some distance to go, he has seen some mysterious things: ancient pavilions and towers, majestic and vast, and palaces emitting a milky white light. Even if someone comes here, they will not be able to find the same thing if they do not look carefully.

Ye Tiancheng didn't care that much. He felt energetic and his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier. If he hadn't bitten the tip of his tongue, he would have fallen to the ground in the snow by now.

This pavilion in the snow is like a piece of beautiful jade carved from a single stone, each piece bearing a different pattern: dragons and phoenixes dancing, qilin lying prone, and turtles sleeping peacefully. Several dozen feet of stone pillars support the entire hall, simple yet grand.

Ye Tiancheng mustered his strength and walked towards the temple. The temple seemed so close, but after walking nearly 100 meters, he still couldn't reach it. "Is it just a shadow? Why does it seem so real?"

He persisted, walking towards the temple, but he couldn't reach it. Now he was deep in the snow, and the snow and moon grew larger, making the temple clearer. In a hazy state, Ye Tiancheng seemed to sense that he had entered a temple surrounded by countless rays of summer light, a place of unparalleled tranquility and precious spirituality. Dragons swam and phoenixes soared in the halls. Even the furniture inside the royal palace couldn't compare to the beauty of his own sigh.

The carved beams and painted buildings were exquisite and natural, blending seamlessly into one. Ye Tiancheng also felt that the decorations inside made him feel as if he had entered the Temple of Heaven, but everything was so perfect that it felt unreal.

The beautiful women in the palace were like clouds, dressed in colorful clothes, each elegant, beautiful, and delicate body faintly visible through the thin gauze.

Ye Tiancheng bit his tongue, feeling a sense of danger that even made his soul tremble. "An illusion must be a hallucination," Ye Tiancheng reminded himself.

If you really want something, you'll see it when you're confused, because it's his obsessive-compulsive disorder, his madness, sometimes doing anything to achieve his goal.

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After all, Ye Tiancheng is still a child. If he thinks about beautiful women now, he won't grow up to be a lecher.

Ye Tiancheng had heard of nightmares; they could immerse one in a dream world, a kind of fantasy about attacking magical beasts. Ye Tiancheng felt a headache, a mental attack, and the cold wind made him shiver uncontrollably. Fortunately, he woke up.

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Ye Tiancheng's chest tightened, and he said, "Besides gravity and the pressure on the soul, is there also a mental attack?" A chill ran down his spine, and although it was very cold, he was still sweating from the cold.

Ye Tiancheng immediately knelt on the ground, began spitting, and regained his energy as spiritual energy surged in like a tide. If he hadn't noticed the mistake beforehand, he would have been lost in his dream, and the consequences would have been unimaginable.

A white halo enveloped Ye Tiancheng, its breath creating a chilling wind that made walking difficult, yet Ye Tiancheng still stood up and moved forward. A strong wind arose, whipping his black robes up and causing the door to sway.

Chapter 582 Reaching the Peak

He looked up at the sky. His face was pale, but he hadn't reached his limit yet; now he had only one goal: to reach the summit.

Wuyue Peak, an important settlement of the Qin family, is located north of Wudang Mountain and hides many unknown secrets. A massive array of Buddhist scriptures envelops the entire mountain.

The mountain is covered with high clouds, towering and magnificent, with three different views. At your feet are dense forests and lush "387" grass, spring-like all year round, exuding vitality. The halo here is thick, and the fairy spirit is dazzling.

The second floor is a forest of ironwood, harder than cast iron, with needle-like leaves. Many Qin children use these leaves to make concealed objects; the sharp, brittle ironwood is carved like emeralds. It's cold and quiet here, with no signs of animal activity.

The most mysterious part is the third floor, which is covered in snow year-round, unchanged even after ten thousand years. From a distance, it's still visible that the mountain has caves falling from the summit, adding to the strangeness and uniqueness of the entire mountain.

Ye Tiancheng walked nearly a hundred steps and then stopped. His body was exhausted; his lips were dry, his resolute face was frostbitten, and his legs stumbled as if he had tripped accidentally. His eyelids felt heavier and heavier, and his legs felt like lead.

Is this my limit?

He persisted, unable to see the sun on the mountain, and oblivious to the passage of time. Dark clouds obscured the sky, and endless snow fell from above. No one knew how long the snow would last.

Ye Tiancheng's essence was almost depleted, his dantian was empty, and the cold snow was terrifying. The pressure at the mountaintop was increasing, and if Qingchao hadn't opened his spirit and transferred it to him to practice his soul, he would have collapsed by now.

Ye Tiancheng took the last step and finally sat down, breathing in the cold air. Now he felt that he had the sexual power to breathe again.

Ye Tiancheng sat on the snow, his long robe billowing in the wind, his clothes torn by the gale. He began to regulate his breathing; the stronger his aura, the thinner he appeared, but this was better for him. A white halo blocked the gale, and Ye Tiancheng sat motionless on the snow, like an ascetic.

His body was like a giant black hole, capable of swallowing all the light in the world. Half an hour passed, and Ye Tiancheng continued to do so. He seemed to merge into the entire snow... gathering together to form a giant insect callus, enveloping it, with a few specks of white light, holy and serene, without the slightest trace of brilliance.

As darkness fell, Ye Tiancheng remained within the massive healing tissue formed by spiritual energy. These calluses emitted a creaking sound, like a wild beast gnawing on bones. Changes were constantly occurring on his bones; his skin was peeling away, revealing glistening, luminous skin all over his body.

Ye Tiancheng opened his eyes, his black and white pupils shining even brighter. He held the gourd at his waist, looking down at the mountain path, which was covered in snow, stretching to the horizon.

"I will be at the top of the summit 5.6" with perseverance and confidence.

He was challenging his limits, and now he felt his spirit had become stronger again. His dantian, which was the size of a lychee, had also grown larger, and now it was the size of a ping-pong ball.

Ye Tiancheng has now reached the pinnacle of refinement. He senses the gateway to the next realm, but a thin veil still separates him from it, preventing him from seeing through it.

Chapter 583 The Pinnacle of Peace

The realm of the spirit is already the first peak of peace.

He felt his body brimming with power, as if it were an inescapable force. He stepped onto a mountain path covered in ice and snow, where the cold wind howled, blowing snow into the sky and strong enough to knock large trees to the ground.

Ye Tiancheng appeared in the wind, feeling as if his face was being blown around by the wind. He didn't know what was in front of him.

The sky gradually darkened, twilight descended, and the last glimmer of light disappeared from the earth, leaving only endless ice and snow, and roaring hurricanes that seemed to hang up.

The wind blew faster and louder, and the snow fell heavier and heavier, until Ye Tiancheng was covered in a thick layer of snow. The snow at his feet reached up to his knees. He couldn't help but smile; he never dreamed the snow would be so heavy.

There were no peaks yet on the road ahead, and without his strong mind, he would have been swallowed by the blizzard. From the bottom of the mountain, the snowfield was just a small peak, but now Ye Tiancheng knew how terrifying it was.

He had one more day to go, and now he couldn't go to the top of the mountain. But he didn't seem to be in a hurry, and instead climbed up step by step. Without the stone steps, he would definitely get lost. After all, it was too big. Although the stone steps were covered with ice and snow, their outlines were still visible.

Ye Tiancheng picked up the essence and examined it thoroughly. The temperature deep within the snow was beyond his resistance. Ye Tiancheng's body was enveloped and encased in white spiritual energy.

Now that his strength had reached its limit, he quickly sat down to rest and then continued. Although it had only been one night, Ye Tiancheng felt as if he had experienced tens of thousands of years. His jet-black hair fluttered in the wind, and his clothes were tattered like a beggar's.

After resting, Ye Tiancheng didn't stop. He couldn't give up. He had learned martial arts from the East, light and agile techniques, and found them in an ancient book. Ye Tiancheng rallied his spirits and cooked the recipe on the back of his chest. He took a special step and felt much lighter, as if he could avoid the resistance of the air.

Ye Tiancheng was very happy, but he couldn't help scolding himself for being so stupid. Why didn't he use it sooner?

The red light illuminated the earth once more, painting the entire snowfield in a crimson coat. The already strange snowfield now seemed to have gained another monster. Ye Tiancheng stepped onto these steps. Although he couldn't fly, the gravity here was several times stronger than outside, and it was extremely cold. Ye Tiancheng wasn't stimulating his body with real gas for a short time; his pace quickened.

After a long time, he finally saw the mountaintop. The mountaintop was covered with ice and snow, but there was no snow on the summit. There was only a stone platform less than ten meters in diameter. It looked like it was ten thousand years old, giving people a sense of vicissitude. Having witnessed thousands of generations, what was an ancient ancestor telling us?

Seeing the massive stone platform stirred Ye Tiancheng's spirits. "The mountaintop... is that the mountaintop ahead?" He felt an aura of reverence on his knees.

Ye Tiancheng looked up at the mountaintop, where the pedestal emitted a comforting glow of colored lights, making it appear exceptionally sacred and inspiring awe in all who beheld it. No one would dare to desecrate it.

After a morning of practice, Ye Tiancheng was becoming increasingly familiar with his footsteps. He pushed himself to the limit, but an hour passed, and he still hadn't reached the stone platform. "The end of the world is coming, is this really that difficult?" Ye Tiancheng was surprised; only the strong could solve this problem.

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Chapter 584 The Mysterious Stone Platform

Remember Qin Rui's reminder: "What you see may not be real. Only by feeling it with your heart can you touch the mysterious stone platform."

Ye Tiancheng's essence and true spirit had dried up. He wasn't washed away by defeat. He calmed down. He bent his knees, looked at the distant rocks, and slowly closed his eyes. The endless cold wind blew against his skin. Ye Tiancheng was just a nine-year-old child; it might be a bit far-fetched for him, but if you want to be strong, this is it.

Ye Tiancheng channeled his true luck into his entire body, and his God was restored. The sky was slowly darkening; the day would soon be over. Ye Tiancheng kept his eyes closed, completely unconcerned. "Feel it with your heart."

Ye Tiancheng integrated sacred knowledge into the surrounding world. Without sensing the stone platform, he closed his eyes, suddenly stood up, and rushed toward the stone platform at a strange speed without opening his eyes. He kept turning and twisting in the air, and when he took the last step, his foot landed heavily on the stone platform.

Standing atop the mountain, Ye Tiancheng looked down at the surrounding peaks and immediately felt that the mountains around him had shrunk. It was as if the stars supported the moon, endless snow covered the sky, and the icy wind howled with immense sorrow. The snow-covered peaks were both awe-inspiring and magical.

When Qin Jun appeared beside him, he finally reached the summit of Qin Yuefeng, which greatly surprised him.

Ye Tiancheng asked in a panic, "Master, what are you doing here?"

Qin Jun stared at Ye Tiancheng with an expression of disbelief on his face.

Qin Jun said, "I didn't expect you to succeed. Come back with me."

Qin Jun, holding Ye Tiancheng's hand, disappeared from the stone platform and reappeared at Xuanqing Pavilion. Qin Jun said, "Go change your clothes, and come to my study later."

Ye Tiancheng was still there at the time, thinking to himself, "The clan leader is really powerful. In an instant, this is a technique that can be used at the legendary divine level."

In fact, Ye Tiancheng had wanted to change his clothes for a long time, but he hadn't had the time. He sat alone on Wu Yue Peak, where the number of people who passed the exam had been decreasing over time. But Ye Tiancheng was an exception; no one knew his past or his life.

Ye Tiancheng changed into clean clothes and threw his tattered clothes into the trash can. He was still immersed in the summit of Wu Yuefeng, a place with secrets unknown to others, a place even Ye Tiancheng felt was not a good place.

But he still couldn't sense any difference. He went to the clan chief's study, and Ye Tiancheng knocked gently on the door. Qin Jun said, "Come in."

Ye Tiancheng, dressed in a long white robe, had a robust face and appeared more mature; his strong physique resembled that of an ancient war god. Qin Jun held an old book in his hand, and no one knew how long it would last. Qin Jun handed the book to Ye Tiancheng, saying, "You will see it later."

Ye Tiancheng (Hao Qian Zhao) took it from the Qin army, and the book's title surprised him. "The Decision of the Battis" was truly domineering. "Those three words were like a magic spell that captivated people's attention and souls."

The book looked old and had some damage. Ye Tiancheng said, "Master, this is a bit inappropriate."

Qin Jun's silent voice said, "There's nothing inappropriate about it. You've seen it well. You need to experience it with your heart. You need to use what's inside yourself. Let's go."

Chapter 585 The People's Secret Book

"My own path."

Ye Tiancheng took the book and went out, he was very excited. This was what he had dreamed of. His superb skills were exactly what he needed. No one understood the importance of this book better than him.

He had read the introduction to this book in these ancient books. No one knew how old the book was, because it was not a secret book for the people, but a secret book for ancient imperial families.

In the aftermath of the war, only ethnic minorities were killed or wounded, but in pitiful numbers. However, the rapidly rising populace left their homes and distant lands, having no opportunity to recover.