Yang Yi entered the tower and found that in this first layer, it was extremely ordinary. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info only has a square table in the middle, and there is no other furnishings. Yang Yi walked over cautiously, then checked the table, and found nothing unusual. I didn't know what to do, so I walked to the stairs. When Yang Yi walked up, there was no obstruction. On the second floor, it is still the same as the furnishings of the first floor, no different. Yang Yi walked up layer after layer like enjoying the flowers and watching the scenery, and he had walked nearly a hundred floors, but he still couldn't reach the top. It's as if this tower is really endless, and it will never come to an end.

At this moment, Yang Yicai was really a little anxious. Do you really want to go on like this? Yang Yi asked himself. Absolutely not. After all, this is where they can obtain the inheritance, there must be a way to reach the next level, and it is impossible for him to waste time by doing nothing all the time. It's just that there is no difference between each floor here, and there is no mechanism, so how to get to the next level. "Since they're all the same, I'll make them different." Yang Yi thought. Then he drew his sword and slashed towards the table in the middle. The sound of gold and iron clashing came, and the table did not move at all, unscathed. And he himself was bounced away and took a few steps back. "Instead of destroying the table and making a difference, is it carrying this table to the next floor? Then I'll give it a try. ”

Yang Yi picked up the table and found that the table was as light as nothing. "Isn't there anything weird? Leave it alone. Yang Yi thought. Then he carried the table and walked up. Who knew that the stairs that had just stepped on a staircase and could have easily gone up were struggling at the moment. Maybe it's because of the table, but the table doesn't have weight. When Yang Yi stepped on the second step, he found that he couldn't walk up. It's as if there is a magnetism under your feet, and you can't lift your feet. Yang Yi couldn't, so he threw the table on the ground, and the difficult road turned out to be easy to walk again. Yang Yi suddenly realized, it turns out that this is okay. simply threw the table directly at the turn of the corridor, and then came up easily. Yang Yi is proud of his cleverness, and he is also confident about the other half of the stairs. Up the corner, ready to do the same. Who knows, the table at this time is like a thousand catties of heavy burden, and Yang Yi is out of breath. At this time, Yang Yi knew that the method just now didn't work. However, he still did not give up, and carried it up and walked up. This time, the stairs seemed normal, but the higher you went, the heavier the table became. Yang Yi had no choice but to grit his teeth and go up with all his might. The distance of these few steps is like an insurmountable chasm, lying in front of Yang Yi. Yang Yi walked with a straight waist at the beginning, to bending over and staggering, and finally could only carry the table on his back, almost climbing up. When he came up, he was already tired and panting.

He hadn't rested for a moment, and this one had an extra layer of tables. It began to shake violently, as if there was more of this table, and this layer was about to be crushed. Sure enough, this layer only took two or three breaths before it collapsed. Yang Yi also fell. It's just that that's not all, the next layer will fall down in less than a breath. Yang Yi hurriedly pinched the Imperial Sword, if it was a little later, it might not even have a chance for the Imperial Sword, and he would fall directly and fall without any bones.

When Yang Yi's sword was in the air, a chain reaction began on the floor that fell. It wasn't until the first floor that the collapse stopped, and the floor above it seemed to have nothing to do with the below, and it was still on top of Yang Yi's head. At this time, Yang Yi really didn't know how to do it. Isn't it still going up?

Yang Yi came to the upper floor and found that this floor was still a table, but there was a strange mirror on the table. This mirror gave Yang Yi the feeling as if he had seen it somewhere. After racking his brains for a long time, Yang Yi remembered that this was the spirit mirror. A few years ago, when I went to recruit disciples with Senior Brother Yan Hua, I used this mirror. It's just that the mirror here looks more delicate and clearer than the one back then, and it should be more effective.

Then Yang Yi put his hand on the mirror, wanting to see his spirituality. However, after three breaths, the mirror reacted, and green, red, and blue appeared. They come together like a circle. Green is below, red and blue are on top, but on either side. Green has four points, while red and blue have three points each. The green is wood, the red is fire, and the blue is wind. Hearing others talk about your spirituality and seeing your own spirituality are completely different feelings. It seems to be extraordinarily cordial and smart.

When Yang Yi was still intoxicated with it, the spirituality displayed in the mirror quietly disappeared and became his own image. There is no peerless face, nor is it an inconspicuous face. There is no wanton demeanor, but there is no humble and vulgar temperament. Everything seemed so ordinary, so ordinary. It's not high, it's not low, it's not enough. Is this who you are?

The scene in the mirror has changed, and he has become the only person on this continent who is strong in the acting realm, looking at everything and looking down on the common people. And the Qinglian Sword Sect has also become the first sect in this continent at this moment, the former demon beast siege has become history, and he has also completed the obsession in his heart for the senior brother.

The image in the mirror suddenly changed again. At this moment, he has opened his soul and is standing on the flying sword. Looking down on the mutual attack of the human race and the demon beast. There seemed to be a voice asking him, is it to kill all the demon beasts and return the human race to peace; Or sit idly by and let it fend for itself. When he tried to answer, the picture changed.

At this moment, he has become a demon clan, and he is watching the fierce battle between the demon beast and the human race. The same question was asked to him, and he didn't know how to answer it.

The mirror image has changed again, he has become the young man with sword intent, at this moment the demon beasts are attacking the city, and if he doesn't fight, then he will eventually be bitten to pieces by these thousands of demon beasts, not to mention protecting his fellow clan.

The mirror image changes again, he is the leader of the demon beasts, leading tens of thousands of his fellow clans to attack the city of the human race. He only knew that if he didn't fight, there was no possibility of survival.

The repetitive images in the mirror seemed to explain a truth to him. He used to think that there was only one right answer to a question. And at this moment, he realized that right and wrong are due to the change of power. When your strength is not enough, you can only say whether it is right or wrong. When your strength can break out of the barrier, then you are qualified to change right and wrong. When your power is far beyond that, you can reset the rules and there is no longer a right or a wrong.

Perhaps this is a tempering of his mind, a questioning of his cultivation, and an encouragement to him in the future. When these images disappeared, Yang Yi couldn't calm down for a long time. Still thinking back to the image that had just flashed. It's just that as the image disappears, so does the mirror.

Yang Yi understands that the real test may be yet to come. And this tower is not known how high, he still has to climb upward.

When Yang Yi continued to walk up, an inexplicable pressure suddenly pressed down on him. It's not a heavy weight, but a kind of torture of the soul.

"If there is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire ahead, do you dare to pass it?" Without waiting for Yang Yi to answer, he felt that the front of him had really become a mountain of swords and a sea of fire, and he was strolling through it at this time, enduring the cutting of the knife and the scorching of the fire.

"If there is Senluo Hell ahead, do you dare to enter it?" "If there is a pot of boiling water and oil in front of you, do you dare to go?" …… The illusions of waiting made him miserable, and those words were like bells, ringing wildly in his heart.

Yang Yi didn't know how long he had been walking and how many floors he had climbed. His ears finally cleared up, and the vision in front of him disappeared.

Just when Yang Yi thought that the test was over, he found that a new obstacle was ahead. In this floor, there was no table, only one person, the most ordinary face, he was holding a sword, pointing directly at Yang Yi.

At this moment, Yang Yi also drew his sword weapon and pointed it at him. And so, the confrontation began. The imaginary collision did not appear, because Yang Yi defeated him with one move. The other side didn't even comprehend the sword intent.

So, with each floor, a swordsman will appear, and these swordsmen will get stronger and stronger.

From no sword intent to sword intent. From the beginning of self-strengthening, to Xiaocheng, until Yang Yi met a person who was strong and perfect.

But Yang Yiling was not afraid, and he was not too far from consummation. If consummation is a double increase, then he also has a ninety percent increase. Therefore, it is difficult to fight with the other party. After experiencing the tempering of the following layers of illusions, Yang Yi's heart has also become tough. His sword intent also gradually moved closer to the realm of perfection, and this battle was fought for a long time. Until he finally strengthened himself, relying on the sharpness of the sword, Yang Yi won the other party.

After a short rest, Yang Yi walked up to the next floor, maybe what was waiting for him on this floor was the Sharp Realm. didn't dare to hold it up, Yang Yi called Liu Yun out. I told him about the situation.

Sure enough, Yang Yi's caution still helped him, with Liu Yun here, Fengrui Chujin was not their opponent. Smoothly went up another level. And the enemy they are going to face is Sharp Xiaocheng.

There was no miracle, although they tried their best, although Liu Yun was indeed a genius of the Dao of the Dao, they did not have the ability to go one level higher after all. Yang Yi thought that this inheritance had failed after all. He never imagined that it would be so difficult to accept the inheritance here. How did those Tongmai Realm disciples who were able to obtain the inheritance get through this hurdle?

It's just that surprisingly, they weren't teleported. Instead, he went to that empty space again, and saw the fairy who could change his appearance and body at any time.

"Well, yes, you can get there. Your spirit corpse is also a bit interesting, you can actually preserve your complete spirituality, no wonder you can defeat the illusion of sharp entry. ”

"The younger generation is incompetent and cannot obtain the inheritance of the sages in the tower. Please also ask the seniors to let the juniors out. Yang Yi was in a low mood at this time, and he really didn't want to talk to this weird fairy. Anyone who is in a bad mood will feel irritated when they see the person in front of you talking to you in countless capacities.

"Whoever told you that you didn't get the inheritance, and that you're the thirty-fourth person to defeat the Sharp Beginner, I've decided to give you a reward that allows you to ask me one more question."

"Ah, didn't the juniors fail? Why can it still be inherited? Yang Yi said in surprise.

"As long as you can strengthen yourself, you can get the inheritance, who told you to keep fighting. Hurry up, ask the question you want to ask, it was this fairy spirit who didn't make it clear just now. ”

"The younger generation wants to know, how many floors does this tower have?"

"Well, it turned out to be the first stupid question. I don't know how many floors you've climbed yourself, why did you come to ask me? You're good to go. With a casual move, Yang Yi was sent out of the Immortal Pagoda.

Poor Yang Yi could only shout loudly: "Said the good exercises? And he was already outside at the moment, and Liu Xuanzheng looked at him in astonishment.