"Little Junior Sister, let's go! Let's go in together."
Li Xiaoliu said hello, and Xiang Shu followed immediately.
The two entered the sword tower gate one after another and quickly disappeared from Su Qingqing's sight.
As soon as he entered the tower, the light suddenly dimmed. Xiang Shu squinted his eyes slightly and quickly adapted to see the surrounding scene clearly.
She was seen standing alone in a stone room that was closed on all sides. The surrounding furnishings were extremely simple, except for a futon placed in the middle of the floor, and there was nothing else.
"This is a temporary resting place."
Suddenly, a pleasant female voice sounded in my ears, speaking slowly: "Fellow Taoist, it's your first time coming to the sword tower. Do you have any questions?"
Xiang Shen was silent for a moment, then suddenly said: "Are you the tower spirit?"
"Yes and no."
The female voice quickly responded: "The Lord Tower Spirit has been sleeping all year round. I am one of the thousands of spiritual thoughts separated from him, specifically used to guide the monks who come to practice.
Fellow Taoist, if you like, you can call me Geng Qi. "
"Gengqi."
Xiang Shen's eyes flashed: "I am practicing here, will my cultivation be exposed?"
"No. Master Pagoda Spirit will obey the master's wishes. If you don't want to, no one will know about your progress except the master."
"Owner?"
Xiang Shu narrowed his eyes slightly: "The master you are talking about is the founder of the Ten Thousand Meridians Sword Sect?"
"yes."
"what is his name?"
When Xiang Shen asked this question, the female voice fell silent immediately. After a moment, she replied: "The master's name is so noble that I cannot know it with just a ray of my mind."
Xiang Shu was not surprised at all when he received this answer.
Perhaps she was afraid of offending, but she had never heard her brothers and sisters mention her ancestor's name.
I asked one more question this time, just on a whim, without much hope.
"In that case, I am no longer confused."
Xiang Shen's voice fell, and a sudden change occurred in the stone room. One wall quietly disappeared, and a dark passage lay in front of him.
"The sword tower is divided into six levels, corresponding to the seven realms of foundation building, elixir formation, Yuanying, leaving the body, transforming into gods, integrating, and transcending tribulations. Each level is divided into ten levels.
My fellow Taoist is young and his cultivation is still shallow. Can he start the first level of trials? "
The female voice said, and the light wheel above the passage rotated at the same time, and soon turned to the word "一一".
The age of bones can be seen in the sword tower space. The little Taoist friend in front of him is only twelve years old. He has never guided such a young monk.
At such an age, if one can pass each level, it will be enough to be on the sword list.
It had just had such an idea, but it saw Xiang Shu shaking his head and saying, "No need."
"Need not?"
The female voice was surprised: "Fellow Taoist, don't be too ambitious."
Xiang Shen smiled slightly, and the Breath Condensing Technique stopped operating, revealing his mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivation level.
"Let's start from level three and level seven."
The female voice suddenly stopped talking. After a long time, the light wheel slowly turned to the word "三旒".
Xiang Shu stepped into the passage without saying a word, and his figure was quickly submerged in the darkness.
After a while, Xiang Shu walked through the passage and came to a space filled with nothingness in all directions.
A figure with a blurry face was hanging in the void, his eyes closed, as if he was sleeping.
Sensing the arrival of someone, the figure's eyes suddenly opened, and when he saw Xiang Shu, without any nonsense, a blast of Zhen Yuan Ping Lian exploded from his hand.
Xiang Shen's expression was slightly cold. He tilted his head slightly to avoid Pi Lian's attack. At the same time, the sword light flashed under his feet and he flashed in front of the figure.
There was a moment of panic on the figure's face, and then he quickly made a hand seal with his hands, condensing a talisman to suppress it.
But before it flew more than a foot away, it was smashed to pieces by Xiang Yu.
The figure's face changed drastically, and just as he was about to use other methods, he pointed his finger at Shu like a sword, raised his hand and struck out with a sword light, directly cutting off half of his head, and chopped it into pieces together with his Yuanying.
boom!
The figure exploded and scattered into spots of light all over the sky, and the void space became quiet.
Xiang Shu looked at the scattered light spots and frowned slightly: "Geng Qi, are you there?"
"I am here."
The female voice responded immediately, her tone slightly more respectful than before, "Do you think, fellow Taoist, that these third- and seventh-level opponents are too weak?"
"good."
Xiang Shen nodded slightly. The other party's cultivation level was a little higher than hers, but in terms of true energy strength, it was more than a step behind, and he was simply vulnerable.
"This matter is Geng Qi's fault."
The female voice showed a slight apology: "Geng Qi misjudged the strength of my Taoist friends, so I didn't explain it just now. Unless there are special requirements, the opponents who have experienced the sword tower are all ordinary practitioners.
Fellow Taoist Jian Yuan is extremely condensed, far beyond the Yuanying realm, and ordinary Dharma practitioners are naturally no match for him.
Fellow Taoists can set it as sword cultivation, body cultivation, ghost cultivation, demon cultivation, monster cultivation, etc. Specific school realms can also be added or subtracted at will, so as to achieve the effect of training.
Fellow Taoist, do you want to modify it immediately? "
"No need for now."
Xiang Shen's eyes flashed: "Continue to the next level."
"Geng Qi understands."
The moment the female voice fell, three groups of rays of light appeared out of thin air in the void space, and three blurry figures quickly condensed. Each figure's cultivation was perfected in the late Nascent Soul stage.
The three figures came to life and immediately dispersed, surrounding Xiang Shen in a three-cai formation. At the same time, they flipped their palms and each held out a formation flag.
Xiang Shen's face was expressionless, and he disappeared from the place in a flash. When he reappeared, he was already in front of one of them.
The figure did not react slowly and immediately threw a spiritual shield magic weapon in front of him. At the same time, the other two figures each used their magic weapons to attack from a distance.
Xiang Shen refused to evade, and stretched out his hand to point at the shield. A terrifying sword light flashed from his fingertips, and the spiritual shield shattered instantly.
The face of the blurry figure changed drastically. He was caught off guard and was hit between the eyebrows by Xiang Yu. He died on the spot and dissipated into little rays of light.
At this moment, two magic weapons had also hit Xiang Shu's back.
But with a "chi pull" sound, the cloth was torn, and a fair and smooth back was exposed, without any scars.
Xiang Shu turned around and grabbed the two magic weapons. With a little force, the magic weapons clicked and were immediately scrapped.
The two blurry figures were immediately struck back, vomiting blood and retreating.
"Still too weak..."
Xiang Shu shook his head slightly, pointed like a sword, and swung forward. A wisp of sword intent swept across the two figures in an instant, neatly dividing the two figures into four sections, and then turned into points of light and died.
This process may sound long, but in fact it only takes a few breaths from start to finish.
The void space returned to calm again.
Xiang Shen stood in mid-air, watching the blood droplets suspended in mid-air slowly dissipate. He pondered for a moment and said, "Geng Qi, are these figures real people?"
"Fellow Taoist, did you find out so soon?"
The female voice laughed and said, "As fellow Taoist said, although these figures are simulated, without exception, they are all real monks.
Master Ta Ling has collected the projections of many monks from ancient times to the present, including ordinary monks, geniuses and monsters.
Taoist companions' journey through levels is no different from real-person fighting, which can achieve the best experience effect. "
As soon as these words came out, Xiang Shu suddenly smiled, but his smile was a little cold: "So, if I fight here, the tower spirit will also record it?"
"Geng Qi was negligent and did not inform fellow Taoists of this matter in advance."
Geng Qi's tone immediately became a little frightened, "But fellow Taoist, don't worry, the sword tower operates according to its own rules! Before your death, you will never be made into a projection for others to experience."
"Yeah?"
Xiang Shu glanced around at nothingness and suddenly asked: "Geng Qi, you seem to be afraid of me? If you exist like this, you don't need to care about my attitude."
"Fellow Taoist, you don't know something."
Geng Qi smiled bitterly: "Although we are the spiritual thoughts emitted by Master Ta Ling, we were also living people.
Master Ta Ling once promised that if we can guide people well and cultivate a generation of strong people, we will be gifted to become ghost cultivators.
On the other hand, if the guidance is improper and the experienced monk is dissatisfied, his mind will be wiped out and there will be no chance of rebuilding. "
At this point, Geng Qi's tone became a little flattering: "Fellow Taoist, at such a young age and with such cultivation, I should be regarded as someone who has been reincarnated and re-cultivated. I am very lucky to meet you, Geng Qi.
If fellow Taoists have any dissatisfaction in the future, feel free to raise it and Geng Qi will do his best to help fellow Taoists practice. "
"So you are a monk from ancient times?"
Xiang Shu looked slightly surprised. "I wonder what your identity was in ancient times?"
"I don't know who I am either."
Geng Qi's tone was full of confusion, and he lamented: "The spiritual mind is weak, and even the body of nothingness cannot be condensed, and the memory is even short, only a few decades.
Maybe one day, after I turn into a ghost cultivator, I will be able to remember the past. "
Xiang Shu listened with some silence.
The sword tower has survived since ancient times and must contain many unknown secrets.
Existences like Geng Qi may be just the tip of the iceberg. Right now, her cultivation is still weak, so she doesn't need to explore too much.
Thinking like this, Xiang Shu collected his thoughts and asked: "Are there any detailed records of the cultivation of those three people just now?"
"Fellow Taoist, wait a moment."
Back to business, Geng Qi's tone suddenly became more energetic, and then he controlled the void space, wisps of white smoke floated in, and soon a line of white words condensed in front of Xiang Shu.
Xiang Shen glanced at it and understood.
These three brothers are from the same mother. Although they are Nascent Soul Perfection, they are from casual cultivators. It is no wonder that their true energy strength, ability to fight enemies, and speed of movement are all average.
The two magic weapons she had deliberately connected just now were only high-grade spiritual weapons, not even treasures. No wonder they hit her body without pain or itching, and they couldn't even break her defense.
It seems that in terms of true energy alone, her strength has far exceeded that of ordinary Nascent Soul Perfection. If she continues to practice at the third level, it will not have much effect. Read the book
Thinking of this, he waved his sleeves to Shu to wave away the white smoke, "Gengqi, go to the fourth level."
Geng Qi said nothing about controlling the movement of the light wheel. It could already see at this moment that the experienced monks he was guiding this time were extremely difficult. Cultivation was a private matter, so it was better for him to speak less.
After a moment, the light wheel turned to the word "四一", revealing a door. A row of hanging ladders extended from the door, pointing directly to the upper level.
Xiang Shu didn't hesitate, climbed up the stairs, and quickly disappeared through the door.
The fourth level experience space is still nothingness, but compared to the third level, the space is larger.
After taking a look at Xiang Shen, he just settled down. A purple light suddenly appeared in the void in front of him, and a female cultivator with a blurred face walked out of the purple light.
The female cultivator's cold eyes were as cold as lightning, and she instantly locked onto the Qi machine. The blue true energy around her body surged like a wave, and the overwhelming pressure swept over her.
