Ma Jiamen: I was forced to fight for supremacy

The flight of the Yellow Crane is not enough, and the ape wants to relieve the sorrow and climb.

Compared to the Bird Path, the Monkey Path is more dangerous, with numerous zigzag crevices arranged on a cliff that rises high into the clouds.

The widest part of the Monkey Path is only 30 inches, and the narrowest part is less than 10 inches. Crossing the Monkey Path is like walking on a cliff.

The Tang Sect disciples, who are known for their physical skills, have to use both their hands and feet and be very careful.

After leaving the Bird Path, Ma Zhan deliberately slowed down his pace to regulate his breathing and internal energy. When he reached the Ape Path, the traffic was congested again.

The people at the trailhead looked down on those climbing the monkey trail, saying they were too slow and blocking the way. When the people at the trailhead reached the first switchback, they were yelled at by the people behind them, saying they couldn't climb as fast as the old lady at the village entrance.

Ma Zhan glanced at the crowded crowd and the narrow crevice. Forget it, climbing is still faster.

When Ma Zhan planned to climb without protective gear, he found that there was not even a crack on the rock wall.

Ma Zhan watched as many disciples from large sects cooperated with each other. The person in front inserted their swords into the cliff to make stairs, and the last one drew out his sword and threw it to the person in front.

Those who acted alone had a much harder time. They used their weapons as anchors, exerted force suddenly, and flew several meters upwards. They then inserted their weapons into the rock wall again, hanging onto their bodies, and repeated this process.

There are even more brutal ones, who just punch the rock wall, create a gap, and climb up.

Although they are all people with good cultivation, such consumption of physical and internal strength is not something they can easily endure.

Ma Zhan suddenly had an idea. He pressed his left hand against the cliff, activated his internal energy, and activated Shang Jun Fang Sheng in his hand, sucking away the lump of rock.

Ma Zhan raised his lips and immediately used the Flying Spirit Ascension Technique. Just as his body was about to come to a standstill, Shang Junfang raised two footholds. As his body fell, he stepped on the ground again to exert force.

As a result, more and more people were overtaken by Ma Zhan.

As Ma Zhan was moving forward towards the top of the rock wall, he saw a woman who was struggling to hold the hilt of a sword that was inserted into the rock wall, sobbing softly.

Ma Zhan frowned, "I really don't know how much I weigh."

The disciples of Mount Emei cooperated with each other in climbing. Lin Yueshu hoped that He Ling would climb the Monkey Path, firstly for her safety, and secondly because she didn't want her to slow down everyone's speed.

He Ling agreed outwardly, but his inner stubbornness made him decide to take the risk. Why can others do it, but I can't?

When she hung him on the rock wall, she realized that she really couldn't do it.

Ma Zhan made a slipknot with the earth dragon's tendons and threw it towards He Ling, tying it around her waist. With each step he took, he pulled her back to the spot she had been standing on before.

Crane Feather was constantly being pulled upward, each time finding a foothold to leverage on. She wiped away her tears, looked up, and saw the silver mask clearly.

The constant feeling of weightlessness and overweight stimulated her heart again and again. In this stimulating environment, her dependence on the masked man gradually made her fall in love with him.

Ma Zhan's expression under his mask wasn't looking good. He was internally complaining about He Ling. "Don't you know your own strength? You're just like your ex-girlfriend. And with that weight, shouldn't you lose some weight?"

Finally reaching the top, Ma Zhan was exhausted. He wanted to throw the crane feather to the disciples of Mount Emei, but Lin Yueshu had already left with the other sisters.

Ma Zhan untied the earth dragon tendon and turned away without a word. He Ling seemed to be determined to follow Ma Zhan, following him closely. Ma Zhan tried to shake her off several times, but finally gave up.

"I'm such a jerk that I still can't forget my ex-girlfriend." Ma Zhan's self-deprecating voice happened to be heard by the fat boy Puyang Yingjun.

"Ma...Brother Qinghu, how can you say that you are cheap?" Ma Zhan gave Puyang Yingjun a look, which made him change his name to the stage name that Ma Zhan chose himself.

At the same time, Puyang Yingjun saw He Ling following behind Ma Zhan, "Hello, fairy, I am Puyang Yingjun from Jiange."

"Emei Mountain, Crane Feather."

He Ling politely greeted Puyang Yingjun. Puyang Yingjun bumped his shoulder against Ma Zhan and said with a lewd smile, "Brother, you're quite good. You've managed to get such a beautiful fairy in such a short time."

Puyang Yingjun's voice was low, but if one listened carefully, one could still get the general idea. He Ling was secretly delighted; a woman would naturally be pleased when she was praised as beautiful.

Ma Zhan didn't want to bother with this bodyguard, so he asked, "Brother Yingjun, are you waiting for me here?"

Puyang Yingjun nodded, "Yes, brother, the Cuiyun Corridor in front has become a maze, I can't get through."

"Can't get through? Can't you fly over?"

Puyang Yingjun said helplessly: "I can't fly over it. The cypress has spirits and won't allow any living creatures to fly over it."

Ma Zhan thought, you have come to this day too.

"Go and have a look first."

The winding Shu Road is lined with Cuiyun Corridor, and ancient cypresses stand tall and green.

Ma Zhan led the way, with He Ling and Puyang Yingjun following behind. Ma Zhan calculated they had been walking for about five minutes when he realized something was wrong. He had walked past this place five minutes ago.

Looking back and forth, there is only one road and no turning back. What's the problem?

A Möbius strip? A ghost wall? . . . Ma Zhan kept filtering through his brain for ideas that could return people to their starting point, overturning them one by one.

"Brother Yingjun, this cypress doesn't allow people to fly, but it allows people to climb it?"

Ouyang Yingjun nodded, "Okay."

Ma Zhan climbed up a huge cypress tree in two steps. Facing the 2D maze, he could see through it at a glance with a 3D perspective.

Ma Zhan observed from the cypress tree for a while. Although the branches blocked most of his view, he could still see many practitioners moving among the green cypresses.

There is no sign of a maze, and there is indeed only one path, which can only be a formation, a maze or an illusion.

Ma Zhan jumped down from the cypress tree and asked Puyang Yingjun, how did you get out the last few times you came in.

"Go back the way we came."

"Okay, let's go out first."

Returning to the entrance, Ma Zhan determined his position, then took out a spare bowstring and asked Puyang Yingjun for an ordinary iron sword. After cutting off the hilt, he made a simple compass.

The exit of Cuiyun Corridor is in the south. Ma Zhan followed the direction of the sword and led the two of them into Cuiyun Corridor again.

Follow the direction of the sword tip and move perpendicularly to the sword when encountering obstacles. In less than an incense stick of time, Ma Zhan and the other two were out of Cuiyun Corridor.

At the exit, Ma Zhan and his companions happened to run into Tang Sect disciples who had just left Cuiyun Corridor. They glanced at Ma Zhan and his companions, but turned around and walked on without paying any attention.

Puyang Yingjun narrowed his eyes and leaned close to Ma Zhan's ear and said, "Brother Qinghu, that girl won't recognize you, will she?"

"Impossible! If Tang Anru recognized me, she would probably attack me with a hidden weapon."

Puyang Yingjun waved his hand, "I'm talking about Tang Anyue. The way she looks at you is not right."