Above the Immortal Cultivation

Wang Lu looked at the intact ground. The moment he took the object away, he seemed to hear a silent roar from the pagoda. He knew that the situation was extremely urgent. Even Xiaoyaozi sect Tianyuan Sect's secret transmission broke the formation. The five-color broken formation flags of Zhibao also gave up and stepped out.

If he hesitates for a moment or if his consciousness moves to collect the formation flag, he will be buried in the underground palace.

Once buried, although he didn't know if it could break out of the ground, he guessed that the hope was very slim, and the chance was far smaller than the probability that the Silver Palace would bring him here.

After a long silence, Wang Lu took out the fist-sized khaki gourd that he had taken out of the coffin at the last moment. He picked up the whole gourd in his hand. It was as light as a feather, round and smooth, with some light green patterns on the surface. It was mysterious but pleasing to the eye. A strange smell lingered on the gourd, but it was not dissipated. You could only smell it faintly by picking it up and sniffing it carefully at the tip of your nose.

The gourd seemed to have been picked from a gourd vine. The mouth was a solid yellow-green curved vine about three inches long and as thick as a chopstick. Wang Lu looked over it up and down, left and right, and it seemed to have no appreciation value except for it. usefulness.

He tried all his methods to hit and chop the gourd. Even under the full blow of the six-star Gongyue Blade, the gourd was not broken at all. It was like an indestructible gourd that could be burned with fire or knife. Chopping, slashing with the sword...the gourd is indifferent and does not cause any damage.

Wang Lu understood that this seemingly ordinary gourd was anything but simple.

However, Wang Lu had no choice but to put it away and think about it later.

For ten days, he devoured a bottle of five-hundred-year-old monkey wine. Not only was he physically and mentally exhausted to a certain extent, but his consciousness, which had just recovered, was also a little tired.

He walked towards the arched stone door, intending to walk out of the pagoda and go to the Bodhisattva Forest to meditate and recover. However, he unexpectedly found an invisible wall of energy blocking him. He tried every means, but could not break through this invisible wall.

He could only face the priceless Bodhisattva trees outside, holding two middle-grade spiritual stones, and meditate to recover.

One day later, with the help of the five-hundred-year-old monkey wine, his magic power was restored, his whole body was refreshed and his spirit was lifted. He came to the circular staircase and climbed up the steps step by step without stopping for a moment.

As he climbed the stairs slowly, he silently calculated the height of the space in his mind. When he reached the height of six feet, he had not reached the second floor. The circular staircase still extended upward. The previous height of six feet, if it was not an illusion, , that is the magical power of folding and stretching space, which further strengthened his pursuit of the avenue and his yearning for the strong.

When he looked towards the first floor, he was suddenly shocked.

Unknowingly, the first floor of the main hall below disappeared without a trace, and except for the wooden step he was standing on, the stairs and steps that he had previously walked up disappeared without his warning, and the entire place disappeared. The wind and clouds were surging below, and he seemed to be stepping on a ladder, climbing up to the sky along the ladder.

This scene couldn't help but make his legs tremble a little. Without any sound, the first floor of the hall disappeared.

Of course, he didn't dare to jump off the platform he was standing on because he didn't know what the consequences would be. It seemed that the designer of the secret realm was to drive the testers upward to eliminate their delusions of being afraid of moving forward, no matter what the consequences were. The second floor or the next three floors were so dangerous. At this moment, Wang Lu could only bite the bullet and had to go up.

Fifty-seven breaths later, when the calculated height in his mind reached ten feet, he finally stepped onto the tower's heart chamber, which was almost exactly the same as the first floor of the main hall.

Looking outside, it was surrounded by tight walls, and the scenery outside was not visible at all. If you want to see the scenery outside, you can only climb to the fifth floor.

There was nothing luminous on the second floor of the temple, but it was still clearly visible. There was one less arched stone door than on the first floor, which made him sure that he had reached the second floor.

In fact, there was no difference between the first and second floors for him. All he wanted was to pass the test and save his life. However, his usual caution made Wang Lu think about some details.

When he reached the second floor, he put away all his thoughts and concentrated on spreading his consciousness throughout the hundred-foot space, not letting go of any clues.

What puzzled him was that after a long time, there was no sign of any disturbance except him. Could it be that this level had not set any test?

Suddenly, the voice's words "It will be based on your current situation" let him know the other party's strategy.

It turned out that because he had fully recovered from his injuries, the other party could sense that he was a completely different person from the one on the first level. It was not that Wang Lu had changed as a person, but that he had become extremely terrifying after he recovered from his injuries. , cannot be compared.

After seeing this, the other party was reluctant to show up too early, because "it" had plenty of time. As long as it delayed for five months, Wang Lu would definitely die.

Obviously, this unknown opponent is intelligent and knows the rules of the secret realm. However, it must appear because of the rules of the secret realm. If "it" delays for five months, then the secret realm will not be able to exist at all. There is no meaning of existence anymore.

After thinking about this section, what the opponent is doing is nothing more than "drag", which consumes his patience, makes him impatient, makes him neglect his defense, and then defeats him.

Just as it wishes.

An hour later, Wang Lu walked around the second floor anxiously. After an incense stick, he kept cursing. He even withdrew his protective qi while cursing.

Until Wang Lu's mouth was dry and his tongue was parched, he saw that the other party was still indifferent. Wang Lu was indeed a little anxious. Could it be that his performance was not obvious enough, or the facts were not as he expected?

After another two hours, after drinking several mouthfuls of water, the entire second floor was still calm and there was no change. Wang Lu was worried. If the other party really didn't show up, as time went by, he might really be trapped here.

"Ah!"

"Fuck you!"

Five days later, as time passed, Wang Lu was irritable and couldn't help cursing. He really couldn't afford to waste time. This made him, who was calm, burn with anger.

At this moment, a sharp blade suddenly came from above Wang Lu's head, as fast as lightning, and penetrated directly into his head.

"Ah!"

Wang Lu screamed before he died.

An expressionless, earthy yellow puppet appeared on the second floor without any warning. He looked indifferent and calm. Suddenly, he looked to the side and swung a knife at the space in front of him.

"Boom"

The yellow blade light and a thunder exploded violently in the air.

Wang Lu's heart trembled, and suddenly he summoned all his magic power and retreated ten feet away from where he stood, leaving only the afterimage of a moment ago.

Another puppet appeared silently like a ghost on the left side of Wang Lu who was throwing out an ice thunder talisman and slashed at Wang Lu with a knife.

"Kacha"

Wang Lu's afterimage was instantly chopped off by the puppet's powerful knife.

After escaping the disaster, Wang Lu was like sinking into water. He really didn't expect that the first puppet was just a bait. The opponent's killer move was actually the second puppet hidden in the dark, and it was in the tiny gap between when he used his magic power and retracted it that he was caught off guard by a knife, which almost made Wang Lu's soul return to the underworld, making him sweat coldly.

Fortunately, after Wang Lu recovered from his injuries, his consciousness, physical strength, flexibility and body skills had all improved slightly. When the space on his left side fluctuated, Wang Lu realized that the situation was not good. In an instant, he reversed his magic power and body skills, and narrowly avoided the puppet's fatal knife in a small space.

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Author's words:

After sorting out the plot last night, I went back to read the dozens of chapters I wrote before, until six o'clock in the morning today. It is really a bit poorly written, but it cannot be revised. I regret why I did not chew on the words repeatedly. Once bitten by a snake, you will be afraid of the rope for ten years. It can be regarded as a profound lesson. I also ask all book friends to give their own opinions. I will learn while writing. I hope you can understand and support me. I bow to you!