The further up the pale golden stairs Cheng Ling went, the greater the pressure he felt. Likewise, the higher the tower level, the more intense the fighting will be. When Cheng Ling appeared on the 30th floor, there were already five or six people fighting for a room.
The pressure on the steps of the King's Tower increases as the level rises. Especially the pressure on the consciousness, once it cannot bear it, the consciousness may even be seriously injured. Therefore, many monks who could not bear it would rather be teleported to the first floor hall than continue to rush upward.
There are nine rooms on each floor. If you get here first and no one grabs the room, you can just press the fingerprint and rush in. If several people are trying to rob the room, they must accept the challenge at the door of the room.
There are two handprints on the left and right sides of the door of a room. Once your hand is placed in one of the handprints, if no one touches the other handprint within three breaths, the room will be yours. Once someone presses another mudra within three breaths, they must accept the challenge.
While two people are challenging the same room, no one is allowed to enter the room. If there are too many people challenging you, as long as you win twice in a row, the room will be yours, and there is no need to challenge a third time.
Therefore, being in the King's Tower does not necessarily require actual combat strength. Sometimes, if you climb the stairs of the King's Tower faster, you can still enter higher-level rooms.
Continuing to go up, although sometimes he saw free rooms on the floor, he didn't enter them. He didn't know if he could really feel the bonus of heavenly enlightenment and attribute understanding after entering the room.
He only felt that the golden stairs of the tower benefited him a lot. The golden stairs brought pressure to his sea of consciousness and spiritual power, as well as the pressure of his physical body and thoughts. Cheng Ling unconsciously felt it and at the same time discovered the weakness of his spiritual consciousness. place.
Once any weakness is discovered, Cheng Ling will resist and adjust his own shortcomings at the same time. This is still the fortieth level. He believed that if he could reach a higher level, he would get more benefits.
Going up one level at a time, we soon reached the fiftieth floor. Until now, we saw fewer and fewer monks. After all, there were not many people who could go up to the fiftieth floor. As Cheng Ling climbed higher and higher, he gradually entered the perception of this pale golden staircase.
Moreover, he also found that every time he passed the tenth floor of the King's Tower, it was like passing a level. Every time he passed the tenth floor, the various pressures he faced would be greater, but he still felt very happy. The stronger the pressure, the more he gained. Feel more.
Relatively speaking, his time in the immortal world was still too little. Although his cultivation level improved rapidly, his understanding of the way of heaven was still lacking. This is a long process. Most of the other monks were born and raised in the immortal world. It took them hundreds or even thousands of years to reach the Immortal King stage. Unlike him, he had many adventures and soared in cultivation, and he still hasn't done it until now. to two hundred years old.
When Cheng Ling reached the 60th floor, he met a few acquaintances in the hall. They were Chu Yulu, Ye Qiuhe, and Shen Mengting.
The three girls were also very happy to see Cheng Ling. Ye Qiuhe stepped forward and said, "Third senior brother, congratulations on being ranked first on the mountain climbing list."
Among the three girls, Cheng Ling once taught Ye Qiuhe and Shen Mengting how to practice swordsmanship. Especially Ye Qiuhe, who changed from the original method to practice swordsmanship directly, and later helped her obtain the Nine Transformations of the True Dragon method, and her cultivation and combat power improved by leaps and bounds.
Therefore, Ye Qiuhe was very grateful to him!
Cheng Ling glanced at the three girls and asked, "Why are you here, Second Senior Sister, where are Zhang Hu and Song Yingjie? But you entered the King's Tower together?" m..coma
Chu Yulu replied: "They also entered the King's Tower together, but they were only seen in the lobby on the first floor. Maybe they entered a certain room, or maybe they were still on the upper level."
"Oh? Are you going to stay here or continue upward?"
The three women looked at each other and said at the same time: "We want to try again. Now we are just taking a rest and recovering our mental strength."
Cheng Ling then said: "Then I'll wait here for a while, and everyone can go up together!"
Shen Mengting said: "No need, Third Senior Brother, we have already rested, don't you need to rest?"
"I don't need it for the time being. In that case, let's go up together. If there is a room you like, tell your senior brother and I will help you grab it."
Shen Mengting pursed her lips and smiled and said: "Thank you, Third Brother, but the King's Tower naturally has its rules. The monks who enter the tower can only rely on their own strength to fight for the room. If others help, they will be teleported to the first floor hall."
Cheng Ling was shocked. He really didn't know this. Fortunately, he hadn't met a familiar monk before. Once he took action, all his previous efforts might be in vain.
He smiled awkwardly and said, "Well, most of the day has passed. Let's get up to the tower as soon as possible."
The three women agreed and followed him up.
Climbing all the way, they soon reached the 70th floor. Cheng Ling and Chu Yulu didn't feel much pressure yet, but Ye Qiuhe and Shen Mengting were a little unable to hold on.
After a moment of pause, the two women said: "Third Senior Brother, it seems we have to stop here. The pressure from above is too great. You and Second Senior Sister should go up."
Cheng Ling swept his consciousness and found that the nine rooms on the seventieth floor were basically empty. He nodded immediately and said, "Then you stay here, and Second Senior Sister and I will try our best again!"
Continuing to go up to the 79th floor, Cheng Ling finally felt some pressure. If his body training skills were not strong enough, his pressure would be even greater.
Chu Yulu tried to take a few steps up the steps, but her face changed drastically. She quickly stepped back and said with a wry smile: "Third Junior Brother, it seems I can only go so far. I'm afraid I won't be able to withstand the pressure of the 80th floor."
Cheng Ling was silent. The seventy-ninth floor and the eightieth floor, even though they were only one level apart, the benefits they received must be very different. He wanted to help Chu Yulu break through this shackles, so he said: "Second Senior Sister, don't be anxious yet, let me think of a way."
At this moment, two people, a man and a woman, walked up the stairs on the seventy-eighth floor, both of whom were old acquaintances. The man was Chen Gang, who was killed twice by him, and the woman was Yun Jingshan.
The two of them were already struggling, and as soon as they reached the seventy-ninth floor, they staggered. Chen Gang was in front, and he could barely stabilize his body, but Yun Jingshan behind him threw herself directly on his back, and the two of them immediately collided and twisted into a ball.
The backlash of the steps was so powerful that Chen Gang couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, but he still held Yun Jingshan tightly to prevent her body from falling to the ground.
Cheng Ling's eyes flashed. At that moment, Yun Jingshan didn't need to hit him like this at all, but in order to relieve the pressure on the steps, she took the opportunity to send all that power to Chen Gang. This woman is indeed quite sinister.
After finally stabilizing her figure, Yun Jingshan looked up and met Cheng Ling's indifferent eyes. A sudden thought occurred in her, as if she had been caught in the act, she hurriedly left Chen Gang's back.
In an instant, his expression returned to normal, and he said timidly: "Brother Cheng, why are you here? Just now... I just couldn't control my body and bumped into him."
Cheng Ling said coldly: "No need to explain, no matter who you get close to, I have no interest in it."
Yun Jingshan's eyes were slightly red and she said: "That's not the case...!"
Tears flowed before he could say anything. This delicate look made Chen Gang feel very uncomfortable in an instant. He glanced at Cheng Ling fiercely and said, "Jingshan, what's there to be afraid of? Isn't there a beautiful female nun beside him?"
Cheng Ling was a little speechless. Could it be that Chen Gang was being ridiculous? The Blood Demon Technique he practiced before was very evil. Couldn't he see that Yun Jingshan was just putting on a show and was so jealous?
"Brother Chen Gang, please stop talking. Thank you for accompanying me all the way here. Brother Cheng, can I go up with you? I will tell you the whereabouts of my sister when the Mountain and River Void Realm is over."
Cheng Ling didn't intend to pay attention, but Yun Jingwen was always in his mind. Seeing her say this, he could only nod helplessly.
Chen Gang's face changed drastically. He didn't expect that Yun Jingshan would fall out of love faster than turning the page in a book. The two of them had been working hand in hand along the way. Judging from her behavior, she was also very close to him, not to mention that the other party was a saint of Piaomiao Snow Sect. I thought I found my soulmate in this life, but who knew it was actually a dream. A genius can remember it in just one second:(
He couldn't bear it any longer, he raised his long sword in his hand and cursed: "Bitch... you actually tricked me, so don't blame me for being cruel."
Cheng Ling wanted to see Yun Jingshan's cultivation and ignored her gaze. Yun Jingshan had no choice but raised her hands lightly and blasted several spells directly at Chen Gang.
Chen Gang had suffered internal injuries before, and now that he was hastily exerting his strength, there was no way he could match her. Before the saw-toothed sword reached the opponent's head, it had already bounced back from the impact. Her chest was hit by several of her spells again, and she retreated continuously.
He knew the opportunity, and took the opportunity to retreat to the farthest room, clapped his hands, and after three breaths, he rushed in.
Yun Jingshan secretly hated that this guy made herself look embarrassed in front of Cheng Ling, but she had no choice but to enter the room, and no one else could get in.
Cheng Ling watched with cold eyes, secretly thinking that this woman was indeed ruthless. Seeing that Chen Gang finally escaped, he didn't care and said calmly: "Since we want to act together, let's come up!"
Yun Jingshan immediately walked to the two of them, looked at the steps to the eightieth floor, and said, "Brother Cheng, I'm afraid I can't withstand the pressure here."
Cheng Ling said calmly: "You wait where you are, I'll go up and take a look first."
After saying that, he stepped up the steps. There were 400 steps in total from the 79th floor to the 80th floor. He thought it was only slightly more difficult than the 78th floor, but he was only halfway through when he felt like he couldn't breathe smoothly. He even felt like he was going to be knocked down at any time. Resisting the urge to go back.
Cheng Ling was shocked but also knew that he must not retreat at this time. As soon as he turned around, he would be crushed to pieces by the steps in an instant. With every step you take, you can feel a huge pressure coming from you, as if you will be crushed if you are not careful. And this pressure is not only for the body, but also the soul is being squeezed continuously.
His body was constantly squeezed by the space pressure, and he could still use his spiritual power to resist it, but the mental squeeze made him so depressed that he almost vomited blood. But that mouthful of blood was pressed in his chest and he couldn't spit it out, as if it was waiting to explode when he couldn't bear it anymore.
It was so powerful, Cheng Ling was secretly frightened. When he felt that he couldn't bear it anymore, he directly used the Shock Sting. He wanted to directly cut off the pressure that was squeezing his soul around him. He couldn't care about anything at this time. , you can only treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor.
