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"There are many unstable factors in the demon refining tower, please be careful."

The second round of the Ten Method Conference began at noon the next day of the Lantern Festival, in front of the famous Demon Refining Tower.

As the representative of the elders, Tian Xianzi stood at the gate of the towering white tower and gave a speech like a final exam mobilization meeting.

While listening to him explain the rules, Ningning looked up at the magnificent white shadow not far away, feeling a little shocked in her heart.

The Pagoda of Refining Demon is located at Lingtian Peak in Kunshan. At the top of the peak, the clouds are steaming and the clouds are rising. Occasionally, there are cranes crowing by, and a line of fleeting shadows crosses the horizon.

The sunlight passed through the layers of fog, like tens of thousands of golden long swords tearing through the smoke, making the tower gradually show its solemn figure.

The tower is made of white marble, tall and thin, straight into the sky, like a huge sword standing on a mountain, showing a little golden light in the sun.

There are six corners on the eaves of the white pagoda, and there are various types of talismanic spells carved. Each corner rises up like the open wings of a bird. It seems to have a tendency to go straight up to the blue clouds, like a broken bamboo.

According to Tian Xianzi, the predecessor of the Demon Refining Tower was a demon realm that lasted a lifetime. Demons and monsters were entrenched in it, often going to the world to do evil.

Fortunately, the Kunshan ancestor master came forward to drop the demon and created a secret realm with all his strength, suppressing all the demons in the realm, and the appearance outside the secret realm was a pure white tower.

Later, or out of habit, coupled with the strong suppressing power of the tower itself, the descendants of Kunshan often imprison the subdued evil spirits into the tower, called "Refining Demon Tower". To put it bluntly, it is actually a place where evil spirits are held. prison.

"The demon refining tower has a total of 100 floors. The more you go up, the stronger the demon demon will be."

Tian Xianzi woke up and stood upright in front of the tower. It was quite energetic. It is hard to think of the appearance of the drunk dog running wild on that day: "You will be randomly transmitted to each tower. The number of floors will be marked at the entrance of the secret realm. If you feel powerless and difficult to defeat the monsters of this floor, you can choose to exit this floor and start the next round of randomness."

"Doesn't this have a lot of freedom?"

Zheng Weiqi flexed her hands, her eyes flashing impatiently: "I thought I had to climb layer by layer. In that case, there is no need to waste time on the lower floors."

If you want to fight, you have to fight the fiercest opponent, the master sister really deserves to be a typical Yuan Ying period sword repair.

Ningning sighed inwardly, and suddenly heard a question from a disciple: "Elder Tianxian, won't the disciples in the Jindanyuan infant stage be separated this time?"

"Not bad."

Tian Xianzi smiled: "When you step into the real world of cultivation and fight evil, how can it care whether you are of the same rank? But having said that, this trial is different from the first round. There is another rule—"

"In the demon refining tower, no one is allowed to hurt other disciples. You have learned how to compete before, and in this round, you should try to cooperate."

Someone wondered: "If this is the case, wouldn't it be possible to collude with each other and let Yuan Ying take the golden core to kill indiscriminately?"

"This is another very interesting rule."

Tian Xianzi smiled mysteriously, with a playful arc at the end of her eyes.

"The tower level you enter is completely random. Teammates who fight side by side in a certain level will definitely be separated when they enter the next level."

He explained patiently: "Moreover, the number of people that can be accommodated on each floor is limited, and the opportunity for each person to exit the floor to re-select is also limited. If you want to meet the same door in a random manner, it is better to dispel this idea as soon as possible."

In other words, this trial is very random.

Both teammates and opponents have no choice but to get more points. The only way to get more points is to work with the disciples of various sects and defeat the monsters in the White Tower through cooperation.

"Each tower is a completely different illusion, and there is more than one demon in it."

Tian Xianzi was very interested, and seemed to be eager to watch the process in front of the mysterious mirror, speeding up his speech a lot: "The monster dies, everyone on the floor can get the corresponding score. The higher the tower, the stronger the monster. Stronger, the higher the score you can get."

He raised his eyebrows and glanced at everyone present: "Do you understand? Is there any question you don't understand?"

There was silence.

After a brief silence, someone finally raised their hands and asked, "Elder Tianxian, I heard that you danced a beautiful sword dance with a monk last night. What is the name of that dance?"

Tian Xianzi squinted his eyes and twisted the blue veins on his forehead into a "well" shape.

Tian Xianzi: "It's called'I will kill you if you ask again.'"

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To be honest, Ning Ning was still a little nervous about entering the demon refining tower.

This tower has always existed only in scripts used to scare people. Unlike the Pagoda Tower of the Xuanxu Sword School, it is not an illusion. The monsters in it are all real, and no matter which one is taken out alone, it can be called a child. Night cry.

When she read the original text all the time, one of the fragments that was quite impressive was Pei Ji's experience in the demon refining tower.

He seems to never feel timid, even at a high level, he will still draw his sword to meet the enemy without hesitation. Even with the protection of the protagonist's halo, he was still wounded and covered with blood, seizing the last vitality in desperate situation.

This made her couldn't help but think seriously:

Is there anything in this world that makes Pei Ji fear or hesitate? Will he, like everyone else, cringe at some point?

Ningning couldn't think of it.

He seems to be desperate forever, there is no time to stop.

She walked to the main gate of the demon refining tower in a confused mind.

The pure white gate of the tower opened wide, and although the sky was clear and the sun was shining brightly outside, the inside of the gate was turbid and dim, as if it was filled with ink, without the slightest brilliance.

In other words, that piece of space does not seem to exist at all.

Ningning grasped the hilt of the sword and stepped forward. The moment she stepped right into the door, she changed the scenery in the blink of an eye.

The first thing that invades all senses is the cold deep into the bone marrow.

As far as she could see, there was a vast expanse of whiteness, and heavy snow like feathers flew all over the sky. She was wrapped in silver clothes, and as soon as she lowered her head, she saw the stone monument beside her.

There was ice and snow on the stele, and the rime hovered like a cobweb. She looked intently and finally saw the numbers engraved on the stele.

fifty.

A good or bad, just in the middle of the number.

But it is precisely because of this that it is difficult for her to judge the difficulty of this layer.

The howling wind was like a beast hissing, with bursts of cold biting on the earlobe, Ning Ning subconsciously covered her cold arm and raised her eyes to look around.

The withered branches of the trees looked like skeletons that were creeping on the ground. They were all white from afar, and there was no other sound except the whimper of the winter wind, which reminded her of the long funeral mourning for no reason.

The entrance to the illusion that she was in was a piece of decaying open space, which should belong to a safe zone that would not be invaded by demons. If you want to go to the more open main site, you must cross a single-plank bridge that spans two cliffs.

In front of the single-plank bridge, a very familiar figure stood impressively.

Ningning was startled, and called out the name of the person: "He Zhizhou?"

Hearing her voice, He Zhizhou suddenly turned around, showing an expression that was about to cry with excitement: "Ningning!"

it's fate! It's destined! There are so many disciples attending the Fa conference, and being able to meet the most reliable one in the sect is simply a blessing he has cultivated in his three lifetimes!

"Should we go over this bridge?"

Ning Ning said, stepping forward, looking down at the cliff.

It was dark and heavy, and several weird and low howls faintly heard. In any case, she definitely didn't want to experience it in person.

It was at this moment that she finally understood the reason why He Zhizhou was hesitating in front of the single-plank bridge.

He is afraid of heights.

Because of the severe fear of heights, this person still stayed at the kindergarten level even with the flying sword, and once threw Xu Yi off the sword directly in the small heavy mountain.

Royal swords are not allowed to fly in the demon refining tower, and now he faces this cliff, he must be timid and afraid to take a step forward.

"This is too scary."

He Zhizhou exhausted his utmost courage to look down, and quickly drew back a step further: "This bridge looks very suspended. It won't be broken when we are halfway through the climb? Even if it keeps on, the snow falls so hard. , There must be water and ice everywhere on the bridge, if we accidentally bump into it, you will have to roll down when you slid--it's terrible!"

This is the mental journey of a person with acrophobia. In any case, he can always make up for the countless ways of death when he stands on a high place.

Although he is exaggerating, he still has some truth in it. After all, Ningning is still relatively young, and she is also a little confused about the abyss in front of her. After thinking for a moment, she has an idea: "I think of a way-you follow me."

He Zhizhou stared at her blankly.

The elders outside the mysterious mirror are also bound to watch her every move.

"What do you think she would think of?"

Ji Yun laughed and said: "This bridge looks particularly fragile. If you want to use swordsmanship, it might break right away."

Zhen Xiao answered honestly: "There is no other way but to walk across the bridge. If there is anything else... Maybe you can hang your body in the air, hold the bridge with both hands, and swing over like holding a rope."

"Isn't this more difficult than just walking over!"

Tian Xianzi glanced at him: "Let me say, according to Ningning’s unusual habit, maybe he would lift He Zhizhou above his head—have you all seen acrobatics? Think of him as a balanced wood. It's easy to pass."

Ji Yun rolled up his round eyes, and the picture he mentioned instantly appeared in his mind.

Ningning is like a loving old mother, lifting Chi'er's physically disabled body with thin shoulders. When she stepped on the single-plank bridge, He Zhizhou's straight body was also trembling with the wind, even with his extremely hideous face. expression.

Picture inscription: "Heroic Mother".

Hey, it's weird.

Ji Yunkai: "It's a bit like the movements of Elder Tianxian Butterfly Dance last night."

Tian Xianzi: "Go away!"

Tian Xianzi cursed and lowered his head, keeping his eyes on the mysterious mirror.

It was at this moment, finally couldn't help but stare wide.

Ning Ning moved around with his frozen hands and feet, turned around and gave He Zhizhou a thumbs up.

Then without hesitation...

Lying on the ground?

The elders of the Xuanxu Sword Sect were concentrating and holding their breaths, all staring at the Xuanjing. With Ning Ning's movements, the earthquake in his pupils became larger and more severe.

No words can describe her state at this time.

Ningning twisted her hands and feet into weird right angles, and her whole body shrank to the front left. At the same time, her left hand and foot moved forward at the same time.

Then in the next moment, as if flowing water, repeated this movement with the right side of the body.

Her movements are getting faster and faster, her body on both sides looks like twitching leprosy. Toad. The toad moves forward alternately, crawling fast in the posture of lying on the single-plank bridge, the whole body is close to the wooden board, which is very strange. .

But Ningning herself raised the corners of her lips when she was about to reach the finish line, laughing wildly in the cold wind as a winner.

What a horror, his mother cried with horror, horror died.

This is definitely not an action that humans can think of.

Tian Xianzi almost felt that her beloved had been taken up by an eight-clawed spider spirit.

"Actually, it is—"

The eyes in front of the mysterious mirror were very shocking, only He Zhizhou's voice resounded through the snowy field, inexplicably moved and the cry of the family, every word, full of force: "The fifth military training, creep forward!!!!!! "

Tian Xianzi and others didn’t know what “military training” meant, and never heard what “creeping forward” means. They could only watch the two people cross the bridge in this posture with different expressions. When they came to the other side of the cliff, they were very surprised. A military salute was made tacitly.

Although they are now in the snow, they seem to be back in the midsummer that passed away.

The two of them knew nothing about this tower, and every step forward was risky.

Ning Ning had planned to discuss the next battle plan with He Zhizhou first, but at the moment when this idea emerged, in the boundless snowfield not far away, he heard a loud noise that was caught off guard.

There was silence everywhere, and the loud noise was particularly prominent. Ning Ning's heart sounded an alarm bell, looking for the source of the sound, and couldn't help grasping the star-scarred sword in his hand.

Two figures rushed from a distance, seeming to be fleeing desperately; and behind them were huge snow-white skeletons. With a wave of their fleshless palms, the mountain trembled and heavy snow flew.

"That's a necromancer. I heard that you can determine the position of a prey by breathing. Any species that breathes can be sensed by it—"

He Zhizhou said after a while, with a bit of shock in his tone: "Wait, the one running in front... isn't Xu Yi! What is his posture?"

Ningning stared at it and frowned slightly.

Xu Yi and another unfamiliar disciple she had never seen before walked side by side. Although their bodies were facing forward, their heads were facing each other, like two mature trees with crooked necks, kept very twisted. The posture ran desperately.

And in their mouths, there is a hollow bamboo tube attached.

After roughly guessing the thinking of the two of them, Ningning looked a little bit cold and suddenly realized.

That's it!

Because everyone can breathe, as long as you connect each other's mouths with a bamboo pole, you can achieve continuous oxygen communication. From time to time, you can always breathe smoothly, but there will be no oxygen overflow.

In this way, even if you keep inhaling and exhaling, you will never be noticed by the demons!

The well-deserved breathing perpetual machine, able to come up with such a trick, is simply a crouching dragon and phoenix in the realm of comprehension.

——A Bang Bang Hammer! ! !

Isn't this madly sucking the carbon dioxide from the opponent's mouth?

Help! The action of these two sloping their necks and shaking their hands is really weird and scary, like they are playing "The Revenge of Siamese Baby Ghost"! And Xu Ye's face had turned into pig liver color, and he rolled his eyes wildly as he ran!

You're out of breath, definitely out of breath! Both of them have already started to weaken their limbs and twitching all over, so after all, who is responsible for this bad idea!

These two dared to think, the other dared to do it. They are well-deserved silkworm chickens in the cultivation world, and they are peerless partners.

Before Ningning came to help, Xu Yan rolled his eyes and leaned back frantically in a heart-wrenching posture like falling flowers. His liver-colored face seemed to be reddened with shocking redness after a stir.

And the bamboo tube was spit out by him, and suddenly poured into the mouth of another disciple under the thrust. The two bodies were like two blooming flowers, one in front and one back, one to the left and the other to the right.

Outside the mysterious mirror, there was silence.

The trial only started and less than a cup of tea, the elites of all sects showed their talents and shocked all the sects.

First, the Xuanxu disciple incarnate as a human toad. Mao crawled across the bridge. After that, there was Wan Jianzong who did not let the wind go down, and actually performed suicide in public under the hunt of demons. What a fate for me!

I really don’t know what tragedy will happen next, the ten methods will be so terrible!

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