The ghosts transformed into various terrifying and ugly beasts, constantly disturbing Jiang Ling'er.
On the fourth floor, the surrounding tower walls disappeared without a trace, leaving only a solitary spiral staircase towering into the clouds in the huge place.
She seemed to be at the bottom of a cliff, with a hazy circular halo at the top.
The huge, sky-blocking ghost shadow wandered around her, letting out an extremely unpleasant hoarse scream and opening its mouth wide, as if it was going to devour her in the next second.
Jiang Ling'er's whole body was bent at ninety degrees. There were no points of focus around her, and even the stairs were suspended black boards.
She put her hands on the upper step tremblingly, and pushed forward hard, holding her toes tightly on the ground, for fear of accidentally falling into the dark abyss at her feet.
The sweat on his body had soaked the entire clothes, and fell to the ground in the form of water. Except for the place where he landed, the rest of the clothes were slippery.
Her wrists and feet seemed to be filled with lead. When she was halfway up the fifth step, Jiang Ling'er's neck made a snapping sound, and the bones in her spine were broken. She was now twisting weirdly, like a strange girl.
Until a vague and vague sense of extreme danger came from the depths of his consciousness, Jiang Ling'er felt chilled and quickly shouted: "Give up!"
After saying this, the surrounding ghosts froze, and a familiar light appeared all around.
Jiang Ling'er returned outside the blue barrier.
She looked at the black tower not far away, with lingering fear, and the sound of her neck breaking seemed to still ring in her ears.
She could feel that the fourth level was her limit.
If you insist on going to the fifth floor...
I don’t know if any disciples have died in the trial room.
Jiang Linger shook her head and walked out of the trial room.
"Fellow Daoist Zhao!"
A familiar voice rang in her ears. Jiang Ling'er looked up and found that it was Fei Yunlong whom she hadn't seen for a long time.
"Not a fellow Taoist." She smiled and nodded as a greeting.
"Long time no see, how are you lately?" The male cultivator is handsome, elegant, and his smile is like a spring breeze. He is wearing a navy blue robe that symbolizes Danfeng.
Seeing Jiang Ling'er's eyes falling on his Taoist robe, Fei Yunlong smiled empathetically, "It's a long story. I communicated with Elder Jin for a while that day and asked him to make an exception and let me in. That's right. lucky."
"Then congratulations to Senior Brother Fei." Jiang Ling'er's expression remained unchanged and her tone was calm.
The two were silent for a while, relatively speechless.
"Stay away from this man." Xiaoxu said in her mind, "This man has no good intentions towards you!"
Her heart trembled, "What's wrong?"
"There is an old immortal following this man, and he is muttering something... What did he steal from you?"
"Soul?"
"Yes, it's a dying soul." Xiaoxu confirmed after feeling it for a while.
Jiang Ling'er calmly moved away from Fei Yunlong, "Senior brother, if nothing happens, I will leave."
"Junior sister, don't worry," Fei Yunlong's eyes revealed a tenderness that could drown anyone, "Junior sister is always alone, and it feels uncomfortable to look at people. Why don't you come with me to Zuixian Tower, and Senior Brother will treat you?"
Jiang Ling'er frowned and looked straight at him, "Senior Brother Fei, something is wrong with you today."
Fei Yunlong's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately calmed down the emotion in his eyes, "I'm just kidding, I won't force my junior sister if she doesn't want to," he straightened his expression, "Then I'll leave first."
Before Jiang Ling'er could answer, he went on his own.
"Xiaoxu, was he... taken away? Why does he seem to be a different person?"
"No, it's just that he has an extra soul from who knows where, and he said he wants to steal your luck." Seeing Jiang Ling'er's puzzled face, Xiaoxu became impatient, "I'll share the flow with you next time, Listen for yourself, I’m going to practice!”
"Hey, don't worry. Tell me more. Also, what is flow?"
Seeing that Xiaoxu stopped paying attention to her, Jiang Linger had no choice but to give up.
She returned to her small courtyard and rented a small stall to sell the talismans she drew today.
Three kinds of talismans: the Water Song Talisman, the Earth Escape Talisman, and the Ten Thousand Sword Talisman were placed on the stall.
After a while, a tall male cultivator appeared in front of him. His beard was shaved cleanly, and his belly was not as big as before.
"Fellow Taoist, I've finally been waiting for you!" The male cultivator's face turned red with excitement. He quickly stepped forward and took a look at the talisman on the stall, "Isn't there a hidden breath talisman today? I want all these earth escape talismans. "
Jiang Ling'er recognized him as a previous customer, smiled, and handed him two extra Water Chanting Talismans, "Thank you for your patronage. These are gifts."
"You're too polite," the male cultivator came over and whispered quietly: "I don't know what happened to Zhenbaofang recently. The price of basic talismans has been rising. The talismans here are better and cheaper than his. too much!"
Jiang Ling'er glanced at the location of Zhenbaofang in the distance. Sure enough, there were only a few lonely people at the door, which was usually full of people queuing up.
"If you come again tomorrow, please leave me some invisible charms. No more, just five. Can you, fellow Taoist?" The male cultivator looked carefully and counted five with his fingers.
She did not respond immediately and pondered for a while, "Yes, but my schedule has changed a lot recently, but I promise you that as long as I come, I will definitely leave five invisible charms for you."
"Your words are enough!" The fair-skinned male cultivator smiled, cupped his hands heartily, left a bag of spiritual stones and left.
Jiang Ling'er was also in a good mood. There was nothing happier than this moment when someone recognized the fruits of her labor.
"Selling talismans?"
After he left, a gloomy-looking man came again. He looked at the talismans on the stall and asked tentatively: "Are you a disciple of Fu Feng?"
Jiang Ling'er's voice was low and hoarse coldly: "No comment!"
"Hi!" The gloomy man laughed. His eyes were gloomy, and his huge aquiline nose was particularly prominent outside the hood. He seemed to want to provoke her to tell the truth, "Why, you dare not say it? The master taught me that it was embarrassing? "
Jiang Ling'er's eyes flashed with murderous intent. She had recognized the person in front of her and slowly uttered one word, "Get out."
The gloomy man was stunned, and anger rushed to his forehead. He took a deep breath and endured the humiliation. He must not make trouble here. "Since fellow Taoist refuses to sell, then I will leave."
She stared straight at his back, "Little snake, can you keep up with him?"
"I...I can!"
Jiang Ling'er nodded, pretending to be nonchalant as she arranged the blanket to cover up the little snake's movements.
"How many spirit stones does the Water Chanting Talisman cost?" A voice as gentle as jade sounded, like cold ice in the scorching summer heat, making people's hearts calm down involuntarily.
Jiang Ling'er looked up. She had set up her stall earlier, and this time she could see the face of the person in front of her clearly.
It's Zhao Xingyu.
"Senior Brother Zhao?" Jiang Ling'er was full of doubts. Could it be that he came to buy talismans from her?
"What did your snake do?" The cold man's face remained as usual, and he asked calmly without replying to her words.
