You can only go up, but not down, from this treasure-hiding tower. The disciples who climb the tower cannot turn back. When they can't stand it anymore, they will take away the magic weapon and shake the bell they carry. The people guarding the tower outside will fly up and take it down. This person is picked up from a high place.
Due to the structure, no matter which floor a bell is rung, the sound can be clearly transmitted to the ears of all disciples.
Someone said: "There are seventeen people left in the tower now."
The others were silent, those taking medicine, those meditating... were all busy.
Guo Bannong also sat down, finally took out a pill from his storage bag, and began to take medicine to recover.
Zhao Yisu sat down and adjusted his breath in a formal manner, but actually looked at Guo Bannong with his eyes. I thought he had some back-up plan, but it turned out that what he took out was just an ordinary Qi Condensing Pill.
Zhao Yisu stopped caring about others and concentrated on feeling the flow of spiritual energy in his body.
The Tibetan Treasure Tower was built on the main spiritual vein of Fuxi Mountain and towered into the clouds. From the moment he stepped onto the first floor, Zhao Yisu could clearly feel that the spiritual energy here was several times richer than outside.
As the layers climbed higher, the spiritual energy became more and more concentrated and pure. By the 50th floor, it was already purer than the spiritual energy on the top of the mountain where Li Hantian was.
Such a treasured land for cultivation is rare, so Zhao Yisu made up his mind to stay here for a longer time. But she was not sure if Fuxi Mountain had regulations that did not allow disciples to borrow the spiritual energy in the tower to practice. After all, these spiritual energy existed to protect the magical weapons in the tower.
So she acted extraordinarily low-key, pretending that she also needed to recover, and took advantage of the opportunity to meditate to greedily absorb the spiritual energy around her.
Just this one inhalation made me a little entranced. When I opened my eyes again, Dai Tao and others had already left early.
At this time, Dai Tao has reached the sixtieth floor, which is the second watershed of the Tibetan Weapon Tower.
Dai Tao unpacked her bag and ate the remaining pills inside. It was hard to imagine that the resources stored in such a huge package had been exhausted by her in just one day.
There was no way, Dai Tao barely reached the standard of second-class spiritual roots, and her qualifications were very average. If it weren't for the support of pills, she wouldn't be able to stand it by the 40th floor.
Now that she has reached the 60th floor, every extra second she spends consumes a huge amount of resources. She must speed up her progress...
After absorbing another bottle of elixir from the storage bag, Dai Tao felt a little better and gritted his teeth and stepped up to the sixty-first floor.
Before leaving, she couldn't help but look at Guo Bannong with envy.
Although this person's words are a bit crazy, he does have the capital to be crazy. After climbing to the 60th floor, the pills Guo Bannong took were only a drop in the bucket.
She envied Guo Bannong, why didn't Guo Bannong envy her?
If you have a lot of money, who wouldn't want to eat pills like candy? But Guo Bannong came from a poor family and had no resources contributed by his family to support him. The pills in his storage bag had been saved for more than ten years.
I will choose to climb the tower only after I can't drag it anymore.
At this time, Guo Bannong only looked fine on the outside, but in fact his internal organs were experiencing tremendous pain. He endured it and climbed up two more floors. When he felt the pain was unbearable, he was willing to take a pill and continue moving forward.
Shortly after they disappeared, several more bells rang in the tower.
Zhao Yisu slowly opened his eyes and counted the ringtones. This time, three people came out.
There were 18 people in total when they entered the tower, and now there are 14 left.
There was no rush, she had to keep waiting.
Zhao Yisu climbed seven more floors and reached the fifty-seventh floor. During the process of climbing the tower, she didn't even look at the magic weapons around her. She only focused on the movement of spiritual energy in her body and the changes in the spiritual sea.
Generally, disciples consume spiritual energy by climbing the tower and must constantly replenish it. But Zhao Yisu knew how to use the breathing rules, absorbing a large amount of pure spiritual energy with every step she took. Excluding the consumption of resisting the pressure of her spiritual consciousness, not only did she not lose anything, she even silently accumulated a lot of spiritual energy.
It had only been a day, and the spiritual energy of the spiritual sea in her body had increased significantly.
The cultivation efficiency was much faster than outside, and Zhao Yisu couldn't bear to leave.
It's just that the people in the tower are too many-minded, so she has to put some distance between herself and the large army in order to meditate with peace of mind.
At this time, she was on the fifty-seventh floor and met the blue-clad disciples in the team.
"Am I the last one?" Zhao Yisu saw the man open his eyes and quickly took the opportunity to ask.
"Yes." The blue-clothed disciple was not cold, but he had to save energy to speak at the moment. He was obviously in great pain, big beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, his palms were soaked with sweat, and his grip on the railing couldn't help but slip.
He staggered two steps, and Zhao Yisu subconsciously helped him: "Are you okay?"
"Yes." The disciple in blue reluctantly responded.
Zhao Yisu quickly let go of his hand, and the man gritted his teeth and stepped onto the fifty-eighth floor.
Less than half an hour later, the bell rang again in the tower: "Dang Cang——"
Zhao Yisu walked up to the fifty-eighth floor and found that the disciple in blue had disappeared. It seemed that he had left the tower.
Thirteen people remain.
But what is certain now is that he is the last.
The Tibetan Treasure Tower can only be climbed up but not down, which means that no one will come back to disturb your cultivation.
Thinking of this, Zhao Yisu happily stopped on the 58th floor and began to enjoy the joy of absorbing spiritual energy wantonly.
She had already memorized the small cultivation techniques marked on the bamboo slip given to her by Jiang Yunchen. At this time, while practicing meditation, she breathed and exhaled according to the techniques on the bamboo slip, maximizing the absorption of spiritual energy...
Wang Polu and Chunxia, who had climbed to the seventy-third floor, were also meditating with their eyes closed. Of course, they also have to bear the huge pressure of being at the top, and they can only barely manage to breathe smoothly and open their eyes immediately.
It is difficult to use meditation to restore spiritual energy from the 60th floor up. The resources in Chunxia and Wang Polu's storage bags start to be consumed at an accelerated rate from the 60th floor up.
Chunxia counted the pills in the bag. According to the current consumption rate, she could climb to the eightyth floor at most.
Chunxia cheered up and started to move to the next level one step ahead of Wang Polu.
But she was not number one. In front of her, Jiang Yunchen had long since disappeared.
Treasure Tower, ninety-eighth floor.
Jiang Yunchen stood here, and the pressure around him was not unbearable. For a former ninth-level major cultivator, Jiang Yunchen had never regarded climbing the Tibetan Treasure Tower as training.
The test in front of the Tibetan Treasure Tower is spiritual energy consumption and physical aptitude. Jiang Yunchen is a heaven-defying existence with a spiritual sea nearly five inches wide. He has sufficient spiritual energy storage. The most important thing is that he has a spiritual cup.
The Spirit Cleansing Cup can condense pure spiritual energy, which allows him to absorb spiritual energy several times faster than Zhao Yisu. The first eighty levels are not consumed at all, and he only starts to feel the decrease of spiritual energy at the ninetieth level. and obvious spiritual oppression.
It is said that after the ninetieth level, it mainly tests the monk's character and endurance.
But so what? Such a little test is nothing to those who have withstood the eighth level of thunder tribulation and crossed the ninth level.
The reason why Jiang Yunchen stopped at the ninety-eighth floor was that he caught a trace of familiar consciousness here.
"So you only climbed to the ninety-eighth floor back then..." Jiang Yunchen whispered, stretched out his consciousness, and collided head-on with the arrogant consciousness on the ninety-eighth floor.
