Broken Night

Chapter Five Hundred and Sixty ─ The Ninth Floor of Silver Spring

Hong Liang looked around and saw Xu Yan and Jin Qianji who were standing in the corner talking in a low voice, and he felt a headache. On this baptism day, Hong Zhengchen did not come. After all, important days for most Huihong people are meaningless to Hong Zhengchen.

Jiutian Yinquan was originally the back garden of the Hong family. It's not like the excitement of some teenagers who have no family background and can only fight with their strength.

In addition, Jin Qianji lost all of Hong Zhengchen's face yesterday, and he had no face to appear in front of the crowd in a short period of time.

"Today is baptism day."

"Nine Heavens Silver Spring, divided into nine floors."

"Yesterday's battle performance was not just based on your combat strength, but also on which level you can go to bear the fortune of its silver spring."

"Jiutian Yinquan is formed from the essence and blood of ancient beasts. Its inner strength is infinite. If you are a little careless, you will be injured at light level, and your skills will be lost at worst. Therefore, it can't be fooled."

"Nine floors represent different powers contained in its silver spring."

"On the contrary, the closer to the top of the mountain, the weaker the power contained in the silver spring. And the closer to the bottom of the waterfall, the stronger the power." As he said, Hong Liang inadvertently looked at Jin Qianji glanced at it: "Simply put, almost everyone below the seventh floor has a cultivation base below the third palace level. On the ninth level, the physical body can only be considered the best in the third palace level. Otherwise, it is only a matter of It just exploded and died.”

Jin Qianji just smiled and said nothing.

Although Hong Liang's way of expressing is clumsy, even a bit tit-for-tat. But he still reminded after all, and this reminder alone at least proves that he has no malicious intentions.

Hong Liang didn't say anything after seeing this. After all, Jin Qianji did rely on his strength to reach the ninth floor. He really wanted to practice on the ninth floor.

"Okay, now follow Quan Pu, each to their own level."

"Don't try to play small tricks. The number of floors in the Yinquan Festival was recorded for each of you yesterday. If you are found to have secretly descended to an insurmountable level, you will immediately be expelled from Jiutian Yinquan." Hong Liang's voice suddenly sounded, Some people whose eyes flashed strangely dimmed instantly.

After all, if you are greedy and want to go to the next level and get kicked out of Jiutian Yinquan, it will be a bit of a loss. Besides, Hongliang's words were put in the front. Since ancient times, Huihong couldn't bear the power of the Nine Heavens Silver Spring and died when his body exploded. Everyone finally calmed down and walked down the mountain with Quan Pu.

At this moment, Xu Yan and Jin Qianji looked abrupt. After all, there are groups of teenagers and young people all around, and only the two of them seem to be alone. At this moment, a person walked over: "Two gentlemen, meet again."

Xu Yan snorted: "Oh! What are you Hui?" Jin Qianji gave him an angry look: "It's Hui Zongran." Hui Zongran was not angry because of this, but because Jin Qianji remembered it He was pleasantly surprised by his name: "Mr. Tangtang Liu still remembers a little guy like me, it's really something to be happy about."

Jin Qianji smiled and said nothing.

And Xu Yan patted him on the shoulder familiarly: "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

Hui Zong smiled: "I am one of the servants of Quan, and I came here especially to take the two gentlemen to the floor where they should go." After speaking, his eyes turned to Jin Qianji: "I have always been on the ninth floor. Izumi Servant, and Mr. Liu has the qualifications to go to the ninth floor, I should naturally come and say hello.”

A group of three people walked on the mountain road, and then it continued downwards.

Xu Yan asked casually, "What is this so-called Quan Servant?"

Hui Zong smiled: "The so-called spring servants are servants who serve those who enter the spring. Generally speaking, spring servants are mixed with dragons and snakes. Some people committed serious crimes in Huihong City, but they couldn't bear to kill them, so they were exiled to Jiutian Yinquan will be the servant of the spring and spend the rest of his life."

"Of course, some people feel that they have no way to break through in their life, but they want to come to Jiutian Yinquan to look for an opportunity. They will sell themselves as servants, and while serving as servants, they can also enter the spring and be baptized by the spring water, seeking that slight breakthrough. possibility.”

Jin Qianji suddenly said, "What about you?"

Hui Zong was taken aback: "Me?"

After a moment, he replied with a smile: "My family, starting from Huihong City, is Quan Servant. It can be said that my family is the first generation of Quan Servant."

While they were talking, the three of them had reached the bottom of the mountainside.

Walking horizontally from here to the waterfall, it is the seventh floor.

Hui Zongran smiled politely and said, "Mr. Qi, this way is the baptismal room that leads to the seventh floor." Then he looked at Jin Qianji again, "Mr. Six, the ninth floor is almost in Quanquan. Forbidden land at the bottom. We still have a way to go."

Jin Qianji smiled and said, "Don't be so troublesome, I'll just accompany Xu Yan on the seventh floor."

Hui Zongran's eyes flashed with surprise, but he didn't ask any more questions: "Okay, two gentlemen, please come with me."

The three walked to the baptismal room on the seventh floor, but also saw that some figures had entered the baptismal room. Among them, there were several people in silver robes with expressionless faces, and they were obviously also Quan servants. Seeing Hui Zongran approaching, his eyes clearly fluctuated, and then he nodded his courtesy.

Jin Qianji and Xu Yan walked to the huge stone platform, and saw that the stone platform was very empty, and there were several desks and cabinets beside it. It's just that these cabinets are protected by pattern arrays, so wind and rain cannot invade. On the cabinet, there are bottle after bottle of pill bottles.

On the desk, there were square towels that were neatly folded.

"Oh?" Xu Yan saw the extraordinaryness of his towel at a glance.

Hui Zong smiled and said, "Mr. Seven really has a good eye."

"This towel is made from the mutated [every vine] that grows in the jungle near Jiutian Yinquan."

Jin Qianji frowned, "Ivy is just an ordinary plant, not even a tattoo..." Hui Zong knew what he meant, so he smiled and said, "Mr. Liu is right, it's just... everyone take a look. ”

"The closer you get to the Nine Heavens Silver Spring, the less shawls you plant."

"The power of Jiutian Yinquan can even go deep into the ground. All life in the radius, even plants, can't withstand its power and self-destruct - except for the ivy."

"Why does Ivy have such a miraculous effect? ​​It's a pity that Hui Hongcheng has not been able to figure it out after hundreds of years of research. It's just that after the passage of time, not only can Ivy be unable to withstand the power of spring water...but it has developed a kind of resistance."

"Therefore, a towel woven from ivy can carefully wipe off the spring water from your body. If it were an ordinary silk cloth, it would be useless."

Jin Qianji nodded slightly, the world is indeed so fickle. In such a dangerous forbidden area, the mediocre ivy has become the life that persists the longest.

"Two gentlemen, please take the medicine first."