The moment the two consciousnesses wanted to connect, they felt familiar with each other.
"Senior, long time no see."
Jiang Yunchen raised his voice.
When a monk reaches the ninth level, the spiritual consciousness he once left behind becomes self-aware.
Jiang Yunchen was convinced that the man who was once extremely arrogant and looked down on the world must have reached the ninth level.
Sure enough, when he heard the familiar voice, his spiritual consciousness roared in the air, expressing his joy. Then a young man's voice floated out from his spiritual consciousness: "You brat, how did you get into Fuxi Mountain?" Already?"
Jiang Yunchen raised the corner of his mouth slightly. The road to immortality was lonely and long, and there were only a few acquaintances who could make him feel happy.
"It's a long story."
"Then speak slowly, I have plenty of time."
Jiang Yunchen: "..." He would never admit it to himself that it was so embarrassing to be struck down by lightning.
Jiang Yunchen changed the topic: "Where is senior now?"
"The sky is big and the earth is big, let's be free and happy."
Jiang Yunchen: "Then have you ever met...my master?"
The consciousness in the air stopped dancing happily and landed in front of Jiang Yunchen: "Fuyao Sanren is missing?"
Jiang Yunchen: "Yes, I have been looking for him for a long time..."
"Fuyao Sanren and I only met each other a few times. After the battle between gods and demons, we were both injured. We haven't seen each other for a long time."
This answer was within Jiang Yunchen's expectation, and he was not too disappointed.
"But don't be discouraged. He is also an old monster who has reached the ninth level of cultivation. Death is not that easy."
Jiang Yunchen smiled bitterly: "Thank you, senior."
"Since we are destined to meet again, I can't listen to you calling me senior in vain. Come here and show you something good."
Jiang Yunchen followed his spiritual consciousness to the stairs.
There was only the ninety-ninth floor above, and then there was the top of the tower. Jiang Yunchen blinked, and saw that the top of the tower turned into a mirror. The reflection in the mirror made the tower seem to extend to more than ninety floors, with stairs layer upon layer. It makes people feel dizzy.
"This tower still has a hundredth floor, which is within the illusion in the mirror. If you can find the entrance to the one hundredth floor, you can obtain the treasure of the tower."
Jiang Yunchen: "I look like I'm short of magic weapons?"
"Hahahahahahahaha..." The spiritual consciousness laughed out loud, seeming to appreciate his character: "Brat, you don't need it, there is always someone who needs it, or you can give it to your sweetheart."
Jiang Yunchen: "I'm not a true disciple of Fuxi Mountain. Don't you feel bad if you let me take it away?"
"The weapons of the world are taken from the people of the world, and they should be returned to the people of the world!" After that sentence, the spiritual consciousness circled twice in the air as a farewell, and fell into silence completely.
Jiang Yunchen looked at the illusion on the top of the tower and walked to the ninety-ninth floor. After thinking about it, he decided to stop temporarily.
If Zhao Yisu can climb here, let her go in and get it.
This place is already the place with the strongest spiritual energy in the tower. Instead of wasting time on getting magic weapons, it is more cost-effective to meditate and practice.
At the same time, Dai Tao on the 68th floor gritted his teeth and stepped on the last step to reach the 69th floor under tremendous pressure!
She was surprised. The seventyth floor was the ultimate goal. The bottom line in her heart was to climb above the sixtyth floor. Now that she could persevere to the sixty-ninth floor, she was very satisfied with the current situation. All the resources she had brought with her had been used up. She could Ring the bell to leave the tower at any time.
But when she put her hand on the bell, she suddenly saw Guo Bannong who was climbing to the 70th floor.
He had already eaten up all the elixirs in his storage bag and relied on his brute force to resist. His eyes were red and there was traces of blood oozing from the corners of his mouth, which made every step he took out seem particularly tragic.
Except for Zhao Yisu, who came last, all the others who came with him had already left the tower. Although those people suffered a lot before leaving, none of them looked as miserable as Guo Bannong.
Dai Tao still had the strength and said with difficulty: "Guo Bannong, come out of the tower."
Guo Bannong ignored her and just gritted his teeth and took the next step. As he took this step, more blood immediately oozed from the corners of his mouth, and he murmured like a small animal.
Dai Tao: "Guo Bannong is just holding a magic weapon. There is no need to hurt the root at all costs."
The other party still ignored her.
Dai Tao didn't want to persuade him any more, but when he saw the other party lifting his foot, a bright red footprint was clearly left on the step.
is blood!
Dai Tao was shocked: "Guo Bannong, let me ring the bell for you and come out of the tower with me!"
Guo Bannong finally looked at her and squeezed out two words between his teeth: "I don't!"
As he squeezed out this word, blood immediately seeped out from the corners of his mouth and fell into the ragged clothes.
Out of the tower?
Ah.
For Dai Tao, this tower was just a dispensable experience. It was an errand that could be done by climbing to the sixtieth floor with sufficient resources and no burden.
But for Guo Bannong, this is an opportunity for him to make a comeback, a ticket to compete for resources, and a chasm that must be crossed even if he is to cultivate immortality.
From the time he was born, he knew that people were divided into three, six or nine classes. He was a slave and was born as a servant of a noble family.
His mother was lucky enough to be a nanny for a young man from an aristocratic family, so he grew up with him until he was five years old, playing in the mud and having snowball fights, as spring passed and winter came, without any worries.
But when he was enlightened at the age of five, he found that the young master could read and write, but he could only chop wood and carry water. If you make the young master happy and reward him with a jade pendant that he is tired of playing with, you can buy half a year's rations for the whole family.
Thanks to the glory of the young master, he can eat polished rice and white flour, but these things do not belong to him in his hands. As long as the young master is unhappy, he will lose them in an instant.
But he has never complained. He can serve as a footstool for the young master and an ox and horse. Who makes this mansion the hope for his family's survival? A family with a loving father and a filial son, and respectful brothers, friends, and younger brothers can still survive even if they are poorer. His father said that people should be honest and responsible, and his mother said that people should be patient while living. Guo Bannong's biggest wish is just to get rid of his slavery, save some money to buy an acre of land, and let his honest and responsible father and his lifelong tolerant mother , live a self-sufficient life.
But how unfair this world is! There was a severe drought in Xuanzhou for three years, and people died of hunger all over the world. Although the family's mansion had food in stock, they still had to pay taxes and offer fireworks to the immortal cultivators. He would always remember that the opportunity he had been looking forward to in his life to get rid of his slave status came so tragically - the family had to dismiss the slaves because there was no food left.
To say they are deported means to drive them out to die! House slaves like them have to work hard all their lives. After they go out, they can't even tell where the city gate is, so how can they make a living? He remembered clearly that his mother knelt down in front of the young master and begged for mercy, hoping to keep their family behind, and she cried every word with blood and tears.
But the young master just said coldly: "For the sake of the wet nurse's hard work, you can keep one person in your family."
One person... He has an older brother and a younger sister. Now the chance of survival can only be given to one person.
With three children, a mother is forced to choose?
In the end, the chance of survival fell to Guo Bannong.
Guo Bannong was unwilling to die and wanted to give up the opportunity to leave the house with his whole family. In front of that gate, my father, who had been honest and responsible all his life, raised his stick for the first time: "If you dare to follow me out, I will beat your eldest brother and Yao'er to death immediately!"
Guo Bannong didn't believe it and chased after him. Dad immediately raised his stick and broke the eldest brother's leg! The eldest brother had a stern voice, but gritted his teeth and said to him: "Brother, you are the smartest in the family. Only if you survive can our Guo family have a future."
Guo Bannong was stunned on the spot, watching the door of the mansion slowly closing. His father and mother were alone among the servants who had been kicked out of the mansion and freed from slavery.
The world opened its fierce mouth and swallowed up all the happiness in his life.
From then on, every day Guo Bannong lived was to get ahead!
He survived the long and dark years, and finally got the chance to test his spiritual roots when he was eighteen years old. There were wind element Ding and others who were lucky enough to worship in Fuxi Mountain because they had mutated spiritual roots.
It's a pity that when I came to Fuxi Mountain, I discovered that the path to immortality is not a one-step journey to heaven as imagined by ordinary people, but the beginning of a lifetime of training.
He has no clan, no background, and no one to rely on. Every day he cultivates immortality, he can only covet the resources in other people's hands and practice silently.
He spent nearly a hundred years on this journey. His parents had passed away long ago, and there was no news from his elder brother and younger sister. He went upstream, step by step, and cultivated to the third level, but in the end he had no one to share with him.
So what if you get to the third level... How many talented people and talented people have been trapped in the third level and left with regrets. If Guo Bannong wants to fight, he can only risk his bare life!
He can't make it through the sect competition, he can't make it through the five lessons and six arts. The only way he can make it is to climb the tower.
Since the establishment of Fuxi Mountain, there has been no precedent for Ding and other spiritual disciples to reach the seventieth floor. He, Guo Bannong, must be the first to expand the territory!
Even if you take five bloody steps, you still have to walk a path without regrets!
