"Senior Sister Luo, that's a real genius."
Huang He couldn't hide his admiration and yearning when he mentioned this name:
"When she was admitted to the Qintian Prison, she showed extremely high dual-study talents, and then she was personally taken under the tutelage of the Qintian Prisoner. Oh, at that time, the prisoner was not in seclusion yet.
"There are only a few disciples in the main courtyard, so we have devoted all our efforts to cultivate them. Senior Sister Luo's cultivation has progressed very quickly. I heard that if she hadn't deliberately suppressed her cultivation in order to lay a solid foundation, her cultivation speed would have been even faster. However, even so, Nowadays, there are also three realms."
Ji Ping'an was curious: "Is it just because of dual talents?"
Huang He said: "Of course it's not just that. The most rare thing is that Senior Sister Luo has a pure Taoist heart, amazing understanding, and is also nicknamed 'Taoist Idiot'."
Ji Ping'an was overjoyed, thinking that the new generation of Qintian Prison was not too useless after all.
Huang He continued: "Master, if you want to see me, you probably have to wait until the special training class starts in a few days."
"Why?"
"Because Senior Sister Luo went to Zhenlong Pagoda to practice." Huang He replied, suddenly slapping his head and taking out the sapphire waist badge:
"By the way, this is what the prison lord asked me to bring back. It is the token of our top disciple of Muyuan. It has higher authority. Master, if you are too lazy to listen to the lecture, you can also try it at Zhenlong Pagoda. Although you are knowledgeable, you still have a lot of trouble." It’s not good to lie in the yard and delay your actual combat ability..."
Huang He started nagging.
Zhenlong Pagoda... is like Xingluo Lake, a place for star officials to practice. It is a magical weapon jointly created by the national master and the Taoist weapon master.
There are thirteen floors in total, and the difficulty increases step by step. There are magic weapon puppets in the tower to train the star officers and hone their ability to fight against the enemy.
Every time you break through a level, you will have a chance to receive rewards:
After the death of the star officials of past dynasties, their weapons, magic weapons and other belongings were taken back to the Qintian Prison, and part of them would be placed in the Zhenlong Pagoda.
If the opportunity and strength are sufficient, it is more cost-effective to obtain magic weapons from the tower than to accumulate credits and redeem them at the branch.
Therefore, the disciples flocked to him.
It is said that this reward mechanism was formulated by the national master himself, and he even left a puzzling sentence: "If you don't destroy monsters and equipment, what else is there to do?"
Ji Ping'an played with his cards, thinking that since he was going to join the special training class, it was really time to get a handy weapon.
The twelve flying swords cannot be used publicly... and the space in the kit is limited, so not many things can be put in it.
What weapons are suitable for you in Zhenlong Tower?
This question requires no thought.
…
noon.
As the news of Gou Hanyi's awakening spread, the depressing atmosphere in the prison was relieved. Although Heifengsha had not yet been brought to justice, no one doubted that the five prison lords could not do it.
People turned their attention to spiritual practice.
"Zhenlong Tower is too difficult. The puppets on the first floor are so powerful that I couldn't even resist a single move before they were thrown out." A freshman complained in the dining hall.
Another person next to him shouted:
"Be content. At least you are not disfigured, unlike me who landed face first... And if it is not difficult, what kind of 'death tower' is it? I heard Si Li say that those of us who have just stepped into Qi cultivation can clear the first floor in half a year. , even if qualified.
"And although those puppets look powerful, they actually have rules. You can spend money to buy strategies to make them faster."
Shi Jilun, who had sparse eyebrows and was slightly squat, finished his meal and said:
"Don't think about taking shortcuts. We will have to fight the real enemy sooner or later. Now we are taking advantage of loopholes and beating up puppets to be complacent. As a result, our skills have not improved. What will we do if we fight against people in the future? There are no rules for living people. And the higher you go, the higher the tower. The puppet inside becomes smarter, so there are no rules."
Si Chen in front said awkwardly: "Senior Brother Shi, I just said casually, isn't the key to clearing the level and getting rewards?"
After a pause, he said mysteriously:
"I have found out that there are a lot of good things in the tower. Although generally the higher the level, the better the rewards, but there are exceptions... I heard that the National Preceptor once threw a personal weapon into the tower."
Shi Jilun sneered: "We can also think of the weapons of the national division?"
"That's hard to say," Na Sichen said longingly, "The National Master once clearly said that the weapon would randomly flow between the layers. Even on the first layer, there is a chance of exploding. Will there be fakes?"
Shi Jilun said: "The national master said this to give us a thought and drive us to practice hard, but who has got it in so many years?"
Having said that, it is possible that those who are admitted to the Qin Tian Prison and become Si Chen are just one in a million. Which young man has not imagined that he is the son of destiny?
Even Shi Jilun refuted it, but he could not help but fantasize:
What if I am the lucky one?
Thinking of this, a group of people finished their meal and rushed towards Zhenlong Pagoda together, preparing to continue climbing the tower.
As soon as I arrived, I saw a familiar figure walking into the gate of the ancient and majestic stone tower standing on the north side of Xingluo Lake.
When the figure passed through the formation's light curtain, the sapphire waist plate flashed, and the light curtain immediately rippled like water, swallowing it up.
"Hey, look, it looks like Ji Ping'an was the one who went in just now." A Si Chen said in surprise.
"It's indeed him, and he's still wearing Muyuan's robe. How long do you think it will take for him to be thrown out by the puppet?" Another person was curious.
"At any rate, he is born with wood signs. He is much more talented than us. He should be able to sustain a few more moves."
"Talent only means high potential, but he takes longer to cultivate his energy than us. It has nothing to do with his strength."
A group of people stopped and discussed curiously, some guessing ten breaths, some guessing twenty…
As a result, everyone waited for a long time, but no one saw Ji Pingan come out.
Shi Jilun frowned and said: "Don't look at it, the first floor is so big, and there is no forced fighting. Maybe he is just watching others fight inside. Care less about others and think more about yourself."
Everyone thought the same thing, stopped paying attention, and stepped into it together.
…
Zhenlong Pagoda.
When Ji Pingping passed through the light curtain, endless white mist filled his eyes, and the sounds of clanking and fighting came from everywhere in the mist.
The so-called Zhenlong has the universe within it.
From the outside, it looks like an ancient tower of ordinary size, but in fact the interior space is huge, especially the first floor. You can run around in it for a long time without touching the edge.
The diffuse mist is also to allow the star officers to eliminate the interference of other people's eyes and focus on the battle without any scruples.
Everyone who comes in will be teleported to an empty location. As long as they wait for a moment, a puppet instructor will come.
Ji Ping'an didn't wait, and without even stopping for a moment, he stepped through the mist and came to an armored puppet.
The puppet dropped his weapon, the six-pointed star chart matrix lit up under their feet, the teleportation formation was activated, and Ji Ping'an disappeared on the first floor.
Flowing clouds and flowing water.
Even the battle process has been omitted.
From beginning to end, he just glanced at the puppet.
…
Second floor.
The puppet that appeared was even bigger, two meters tall, holding a giant axe, and full of oppressive power.
…
the third floor.
A big puppet monster snake appeared, with scarlet eyes and a terrifying momentum when swimming.
…
The fourth floor.
A translucent soul appeared, which could cast spells and was unpredictable.
…
fifth floor
sixth floor
seventh floor
…
Ji Ping'an only stayed on each floor for less than three breaths. From the beginning to the end, he didn't even lift the corner of his clothes once.
The puppet guards on each floor gave up resistance the moment they sensed the slowly rotating star map in Ji Ping'an's eyes, and bowed respectfully, as if they were welcoming back their master who had been away from home for many years.
The thick fog that filled the space became the best cover.
"Senior Brother Jian, what are you looking at?"
On a certain floor, several Si Chens had just finished a joint attack battle when Jian Zhuang suddenly turned his head and looked somewhere in the thick fog.
"It's nothing. There was some movement over there just now. It seemed that a star official came up, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye. It was a bit strange." Jian Zhuang said.
Si Chen, who was also on the Heavenly Ranking, smiled and said:
"You are wrong. After entering this level, there is a forced fight. If someone really comes up, there will definitely be sounds of fighting."
Jian Zhuang thought for a moment and said, "That's right. Maybe my nerves are too sensitive."
Another person laughed at himself:
"Who is not the same? The Grand Prize in the City of Gods is approaching, and in a few days we should enter the special training class. After Luo Huaizhu came back, my pressure increased sharply, and my nerves became more sensitive. Ha, according to the wise words of the National Master, That’s it: recalling once again the fear of being dominated by that person.”
Among all the geniuses, Luo Huaizhu is also a devil-like existence.
Jian Zhuang said: "Then work harder and try to pass the level today. I don't know which level Luo Huaizhu has reached."
The former sighed: "Is it important? No matter how many floors there are, she is the only one."
…
Ji Ping'an didn't hear their discussion, or in other words, he wouldn't care if he heard it.
The higher you go up Zhenlong Tower, the smaller the space on each floor becomes, the thinner the fog, and the fewer the number of puppets.
When he stepped onto the ninth floor, the teleportation point finally stopped avoiding other people.
"clang!"
Amidst the roar of metal, a girl's figure holding a square-shaped halberd was hacked away by a black-armored giant.
The whole person stepped backwards, and the tip of Fang Tian's painted halberd drew a string of brilliant sparks on the metal floor, leaving dark scorch marks.
She sensed the aura of the stranger behind her, but did not look back. She was only distracted for a moment before turning all her attention back to the enemy in front of her.
boom……
Amidst the sound of the air sea turning, an engine-like roar erupted from the girl's thin body, and she hit the black-armored giant with an extremely fierce attitude.
The weapons of both sides collided, and dozens of rounds were exchanged in the blink of an eye.
But no matter how fierce the girl was, the giant's defense was as unmoving as a mountain.
Ji Ping'an raised his eyebrows slightly and did not continue to look up. Instead, he stood aside and watched quietly.
After a while, when the girl was knocked away by the giant's sword again, holding her knees and panting violently, Ji Ping'an's voice rang out:
"This is wrong of you."
