My inner elixir can cure all poisons? You won't dig it out.

After bidding farewell to Danyang City, Bai Yanlan and the other two boarded the flying boat again. This time, without any delay, they flew directly to the path to immortality.

I originally thought that there should be some bustling and prosperous towns near the road to immortality. After all, it is an important landmark in the mortal world, and there must be many people who come here to visit.

However, the spaceship seemed to be flying towards a more desolate place, and there was hardly any human habitation on the road to the rear.

So much so that they confirmed it countless times, but still suspected that they had gone to the wrong place.

After flying for a long time, I finally arrived at the road to immortality, but I found that the originally winding mountain road had been split into a steep cliff by someone's sword.

You know, when sects are recruiting disciples, they usually only choose children under five years old who have spiritual roots. After all, older ones have already wasted a lot of potential, and their meridians have become stiff and aged. Even if they practice, they can't reach a very high level. So why waste resources on them?

Therefore, parents who want their children to seek immortality will let them try to walk the path to immortality before they are five years old.

The so-called road to immortality is actually a staircase of 999 steps, which children need to climb up by themselves. It mainly tests their perseverance and willpower so that they will not give up halfway.

But now it has become a high cliff. How can a child under five years old climb up?

There are special rules near the Immortal Ascension Road. You cannot use flying boats or fly with swords. Bai Yanlan and the other two got off the flying boat from a distance and walked slowly over.

When we reached the mountain trail, we found a group of people at the foot of the mountain carrying baskets of soil and climbing up.

In order to prevent the road to immortality from being completely cut off, and also for the sake of their own and other people's descendants, they are trying to rebuild the road to immortality.

Huge rocks are used as the foundation, and then gravel and soil are filled in the gaps. Finally, various means are used to solidify the mountain to ensure that it is strong enough.

However, rebuilding a mountain is no easy task.

The higher you go, the more difficult it becomes.

It is not easy to find a boulder base of suitable size and strong enough. It is even more difficult to move the boulders and pile them up on the mountain.

In an era when only human power was available, this was almost impossible.

Bai Yanlan observed carefully and found that after the sword split the mountain, only about ten meters of height was left at the foot of the mountain. The group of people then built up about fifty meters and the project came to a standstill.

These fifty meters have exhausted all their wisdom.

"Hey, be careful." Xu Jiayi quickly supported an old man who was about to slip. Her seemingly slender hands firmly supported the burly man weighing over 100 pounds and the basket full of soil on his back.

After the uncle stood up, he thanked him repeatedly: "Thank you so much, otherwise I would have to lie down for a few months."

"It's just a small favor." Xu Jiayi waved her hand indifferently, telling the uncle not to mind it.

"You guys..." The uncle's eyes wandered between the three of them for a while before he said, "You guys are here to accompany your sister on the road to immortality, right?"

"What a pity! This road to immortality has been destroyed. I'm afraid there will be no hope in the short term."

The uncle looked at the delicate and lovely Bai Yanlan, who was as delicate as a jade sculpture, and sighed: "What a pity."

"We still want to go up and take a look first."

The uncle nodded to show his understanding. People who really want to embark on the path of cultivating immortals naturally don't want to give up easily.

Just like them, they are wasting time here because they don’t want future generations’ path to immortality to be cut off.

Bai Yanlan followed the built steps and walked up. Some of the steps were almost as high as her short legs. Fortunately, she didn't find it difficult to walk and was in the mood to chat with the uncle:

"Uncle, why is there no one living around here? It's so remote here. We couldn't even buy some dry food." Bai Yanlan frowned and sighed helplessly like a little adult.

"Alas, people fly down here from time to time. Some demon cultivators come here to escape, and they slaughter cities and villages without any regard, absorbing people's essence to heal their wounds. This has happened so many times that all nearby cities have been massacred several times."

"Sometimes people would escape and seek refuge. They wouldn't hurt anyone, but they would attract a large group of people to search for them, causing chaos and making it impossible for everyone to live in peace."

"What's even more ridiculous is that there is an immortal chasing his own wife down here," the uncle said with a mocking look on his face, but it was unclear whether he was mocking the immortal or himself:

"The immortal only found his wife's body in the end. He was so angry that he split the mountain road in half and said he wanted everyone here to be buried with his wife."

"Later, the immortal walked away, leaving behind only this half of the road to immortality."

The uncle sighed for a while, then got back to the topic: "After a long time, the people around here couldn't stand it anymore, and those who were able to do so moved away, so this place became deserted."

To monks, mortals are like ants. There is no other way except to move away and avoid them.

While chatting, we reached the top at a height of more than 60 meters.

Above was a not particularly flat platform, with a few people sitting there, looking at the towering cliffs and sighing.

That year, the man split the mountain with just one sword, but now they have exhausted all their human strength and still cannot recover.

"There's really no other way. We can't transport those stones up here just relying on the people we have."

"Ugh."

The others were also silent at this moment. It was not that they did not want to keep trying, but that this was their limit.

Bai Yanlan looked up and saw that the cliff was split in half by sword energy and was very smooth. Even if she wanted to climb up, there was no place to put her foot on.

Water was seeping out from somewhere on the cliff, causing the entire cliff to be wet. Moss even grew in some places, making it even more slippery.

Of course, it was not a difficult task for Bai Yanlan and the other two.

However, at a height that Bai Yanlan could not see, Song Kuang and Xu Jiayi looked at each other, and they tacitly chose not to leave in a hurry, but spoke together:

"Let's help move the rocks!"

Bai Yanlan: ???

Seeing that the two men had already lifted the boulder with both hands and were about to walk up, he hurriedly stopped them: "What are you doing?"

Song Kuang held the big stone, but still stood with his head held high and chest puffed out, and said in a casual tone: "Since you have encountered it, just help me."

Bai Yanlan smiled helplessly. She knew very well that these two people had listened to Qin Yulan's story and wanted to help her accumulate more merits.

Then he pointed to the high mountain nearby and said, "Don't bother with that. We can just move the formation on the top of the mountain to another mountain."

The road to immortality is actually just an ordinary mountain road, but at the end, there is a large teleportation array that can teleport people to the world of immortals.

Therefore, for those of them who have only a basic understanding of the formation, transferring the formation is much simpler than rebuilding a mountain.

Hearing this, Xu Jiayi quickly threw away the stone in her hand and pretended to ignore what happened.

She refused to admit that she had acted rashly and done the same stupid thing as Song Kuang.

Song Kuang, however, was not ashamed. He smiled and held a stone with one hand while scratching his head with the other: "Right, why didn't I think of that?"