Qin Zijin and Su Nianli were silent. Their master had said the same thing. Unexpectedly, Cheng Ling could see through the essence at such a young age, only in the Immortal King stage.
a long time......
Qin Zijin said: "Cheng Ling, even so, we can't change it. Now that we have reached the 99th floor of the King's Tower, we are already at the top. We might as well seize the time to understand the way of heaven."
Su Nianli had the same idea, but looked at Cheng Ling and said nothing.
Cheng Ling suddenly lost interest. He understood what Qin Zijin and Su Nianli were thinking, but he always felt that something was missing. After scanning the hall, he asked, "Hey, where is Zhao Jiuyou?"
Su Nianli said: "Look over there, the farthest room already shows that there are people there, they must have entered enlightenment."
Cheng Ling nodded and said, "In that case, you should also enter the room and reflect! I still have some insights that need to be sorted out."
Seeing Cheng Ling's lack of interest, the two women chose a room and went in without forcing it.
Cheng Ling did not follow them into the room, but stayed in the hall, but not to sort out his thoughts. He had some vague feelings that the top of the King's Tower might not be like this. The soul was emptied, and the spiritual power gradually spread until it filled the entire hall.
By this time, it seemed that the hall could no longer contain his huge mental power, and it began to spread towards the top of the tower. With the accumulation of spiritual power, the height of the extension is getting higher and higher, and it seems to overflow the top of the King's Tower.
Suddenly, a wonderful scene appeared before his eyes. In the vast and boundless sky, a red sun gradually sets to the west. As the red sun sets to the west, the boundless sky and continent slowly melts. Finally, some immortals look at the setting sun in despair. , but had no choice but to follow this world and slowly melt away.
"The sunset is infinitely beautiful, but it's almost dusk!"
Suddenly, he had an intuition that if he stayed in the King's Tower, his achievements would always stop at the realm of the Immortal Emperor, as if he were bound by a cage, and one day he would disappear without a trace like that piece of heaven. No trace.
The spiritual power extended again, penetrating the sky and directly reaching the universe. The spiritual world within the sea of consciousness has long been filled with the overflowing spiritual power. The seven light blue spiritual stars shine brightly, like bright stars in the universe.
The next moment, next to the seven spiritual stars, the eighth spiritual heart gradually condensed, slowly increasing from the size of a grain of rice, until it finally reached the same size as the other seven spiritual stars.
In an instant, the mental energy that originally felt a little weak seemed to be replenished by powerful energy. The universe in front of us becomes more distant, deeper, and clearer. The mental power turned into threads as thick as ox hair, spreading in all directions.
These threads have no trace and can only be felt by Cheng Ling himself. Gradually, those threads became clearer, appearing in his mind like traces of heavenly paths. Wisps of daoist aura soon spread slowly around Cheng Ling.
If Qin Zijin and Su Nianli were still in the hall and saw the scene in front of them, they would never think of entering the room. This kind of Taoist rhyme is so unusual that all kinds of original auras can flash in the mind without prompting at all.
Under such an environment, understanding the way of heaven or understanding the artistic conception of attributes will get twice the result with half the effort!
In fact, as his understanding deepened, Cheng Ling's cultivation improved by leaps and bounds. From the early stage of the Immortal King to the middle stage of the Immortal King, to the later stage, perfection, and peak... it only took less than two hours. Breaking through to the Immortal Emperor stage in one fell swoop.
But he didn't know at all that his soul was completely immersed in those insights of heaven. Gradually, he seemed to vaguely grasp some of the vague things, but this kind of thing could not be sensed truly and clearly.
Cheng Ling knew that he had no more time to comprehend, so he could only wake up, open his eyes, stretch out his right hand and turn it into a sword finger, and scratch the void a few times before raising his foot and stepping towards the void. Go up.
A strange thing happened. In the originally empty lobby space on the 99th floor, a vague step suddenly appeared. This step was looming, as if it was not there, and yet it seemed to actually exist.
This was definitely not caused by Cheng Ling's sword energy, but because he touched a trace of the rules of heaven in this space, which formed this ladder of rules.
From this point of view, the golden steps from the first floor to the ninety-ninth floor of the King's Tower are all composed of the rules of heaven, but those rules are clear and understandable at a glance. As for the steps leading up to the 100th floor, the rules have not been formed and other monks cannot see them.
In fact, from the beginning, Cheng Ling felt that the number of floors in the King's Tower was a bit strange, just because he had just entered the first floor. It turned out to be an illusion, completely different from other floors, and there was no room for people to comprehend.
Therefore, he speculated that the King's Tower did have ninety-nine floors, and this first floor should not be counted among them. If the first floor is included, the total height of the tower should be one hundred floors!
Among them, the experience of climbing the golden steps helped him a lot. He could feel the charm on every level, but not on the first level. This was obviously unusual. In addition, after arriving on the 99th floor, I didn't feel like I could spy on everything, so I became suspicious.
Who else claims that the King's Tower has ninety-nine floors? Did they come here in person? Summarizing my own experience of climbing into towers, I can tell that from ancient times to the present, there will never be more than five people who can reach the ninety-ninth floor alone.
There are definitely few monks like Zhao Jiuyou who defy the heavens. It is very likely that he was really taken away by the Holy Emperor Jiuyou, or that he was reincarnated and recultivated, and it was the kind of reincarnation and recultivation that retained the original memory.
It can be deduced from this that in the current immortal world with incomplete rules of heaven, it is impossible for any monks to reach the ninety-ninth level. So where does this number come from? Although it is said that some sects have some ancient inheritance, these are very few after all.
Moreover, the experiences in the virtual realm of mountains and rivers will basically disappear after returning to the real world.
From the moment the King's Tower was opened, Cheng Ling knew that no one's consciousness would be able to shoot out, no matter inside or outside. This means that no one knows that the King's Tower only has ninety-nine floors, and everything is just hearsay or inertial thinking.
Since no one can be sure that the King's Tower only has ninety-nine floors, how do you know there is no one hundredth floor?
It was by grasping this psychology that Cheng Ling could see through the essence of the matter and thus touch a trace of the path of heaven.
After stepping onto the first void staircase, Cheng Ling made several gestures with his sword finger and took another step at the same time.
It's just that this foot clearly stepped into the void, but when the footsteps fell, a faint illusory staircase appeared under his feet again.
As Cheng Ling stepped out step by step, their figures quickly left the ground on the 99th floor and completely disappeared on this floor.
Although all this may seem simple, the dangers involved are like a person knowing whether to drink water or not. Every step Cheng Ling takes is like walking on a tightrope. If he takes one wrong step, he will not enter the 100th floor, but will be crushed into pieces by the spatial dislocation. Even if his true body is thousands of miles away, his soul and thoughts will be damaged. Next, the soul will also be greatly affected.
He knew that this kind of space derivation was scary and dangerous, but there was no other way. If you want to improve your strength as soon as possible and find the whereabouts of Yang Hongqiu, Yun Jingwen, and Liu Qingyan, you must use extraordinary means.
My own realm has been stuck in the Immortal Lord stage for a long time, not to mention the pressure from Jiang Haoyang. As long as there is one percent or even one thousandth chance, he will give it a try. To him, 50% hope and 1% hope are basically the same thing, success or failure!
This is risking his own life, but who told him that this is the virtual realm of mountains and rivers, and he still has three life souls, who can be sure that he will not succeed?
Stepping up the void steps step by step, walking slowly and slowly towards the back, Cheng Ling felt that he had reached the last moment, and there was only one last step left in front of him. With this step, he stepped from one plane to another.
After taking a deep breath, and about a dozen breaths later, he finally gritted his teeth and strode out!
I don't know how long it took, as if traveling through a long period of time and space, Cheng Ling finally landed in the mist-shrouded sky, feeling relaxed all over his body.
Opening his eyes, he saw the top of a huge tower whose bottom could not be seen at all. It had reached the top of the tower outside the King's Tower.
Looking at the mist-shrouded space in the distance, Cheng Ling wanted to find out, but soon discovered that his consciousness could not scan it at all.
While he was dazed, ripples appeared in the space in front of him. After a moment, an elf the size of a baby appeared with a pair of transparent wings.
He took a deep look at Cheng Ling and said after a long time: "Congratulations, Your Excellency, you are the first monk to reach the top of the King's Tower in hundreds of millions of years."
"Are you the tower spirit?" Cheng Ling did not panic. He learned from Zhou Yuanbai that after entering the King's Tower, the tower spirit would appear at the end of the three days.
"Yes, as the first person in billions of years, let me see your comprehensive strength first!" After saying that, the tower spirit waved its tiny arm, and a little light blue light fell from the sky like snowflakes, and soon covered it Live all over Cheng Ling.
Cheng Ling was horrified to find that he couldn't move at all, and couldn't even spread his consciousness. He seemed to have completely lost control of his body and consciousness.
After a long time, the tower spirit said with satisfaction: "Yes, a pure human race with excellent swordsmanship talent. Hey! The spiritual tempering of the Celestial God Clan, the physical skills of the Earth God Clan, and the attributes of the Yuan Shen Clan. What's going on? Suddenly everything in front of me became blurry. Chaos can't even spy on his origin, it's impossible!"
The tower spirit was a little shocked. With his hands dancing, the light blue light fell again, almost completely covering Cheng Ling. At this moment, a golden light suddenly appeared in his consciousness.
The golden light was dazzling, like direct sunlight, making it almost impossible to open his eyes. Not only that, the light blue spots that originally covered Cheng Ling's body began to gradually dissipate under the golden light.
"This...this...this is actually the origin of Hongmeng...! It's simply unbelievable. Although it looks very childish, it is absolutely unmistakable. Who is he?!"
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