472 My name is Ye Haotian

Aoki took off his coarse cloth shirt, tore it into strips of cloth, and wrapped it around his somewhat deformed left leg, and when he finished bandaging it, his whole body was soaked with sweat, and he didn't make a sound of pain from beginning to end.

The front of the Qi Pagoda was empty, there were not many disciples and students in the past, this was a cultivation place that mainland cultivators dreamed of entering, but there were not many people who were qualified to practice in the tower.

After bandaging the wound, Aoki Knife struggled to stand up, his right leg had just stood firmly, and he twisted the broken bone of his left leg, and he gasped and couldn't keep his balance anymore, and fell to the side.

A pair of large, warm and powerful hands wrapped around Aoki's arm.

"Master. ”

Aoki Dao raised his head, and when he saw the young man next to him who was half a head taller than him and was about the same age as himself, he shouted in surprise and joy.

"Sit down, the bones are a little misaligned, I'll help you reconnect them. ”

Ye Hao sat on the ground with the green wood knife, took out an earthy yellow pill and handed it to him, "Eat it, it can relieve the pain." ”

"No, I don't. ”

Aoki shook his head stubbornly, "It doesn't hurt." ”

Ye Hao's hand holding the pill did not retract: "It's a good thing to be strong, but when there is a way to relieve the pain, you still endure it, you are an idiot." ”

Aoki snatched the pill and stuffed it into his mouth, hehe smirked twice, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, and his forehead was full of cold sweat.

"Well, what's going on. ”

Ye Hao squatted down and began to untie the strips of cloth on the legs of the Aoki knife.

"Half a month ago, Master asked me to go to your cultivation room in the Qi Pagoda to practice first, and during this period, there were also a few inner temple disciples who made trouble and wanted to occupy Master's cultivation room, but I persuaded them away. This morning, Lin Feng suddenly came to the door and asked me to get out of the Qi Tower, and then ...... Just do it, the apprentice didn't beat him, and he embarrassed you. ”

"The guards of the Enlightenment Tower?"

Ye Hao lowered his head and was busy, easily opened the last rag, and put his palm on the slightly swollen thigh of the green wood knife, Ling Yuan confided, and the shattering of the broken bones quickly entered his perception Zheng

"I have managed it, but it is useless, I am just a disciple of the outer hall, Lin Feng is a master of the inner hall, and the guards in the tower are very familiar with him, so they only symbolically persuaded a few words. ”

Ye Hao carefully wrapped the broken leg of the Aoki knife again and stood up.

"You wait for me here, and I will find someone to carry you back to the outer hall to recuperate. ”

Aoki Dao nodded: "Master, you have a heart, Lin Feng's cultivation has reached the middle of the Four Realms, and his cultivation is the five-grade combat technique "Black Flame Fist". ”

Ye Hao smiled faintly, got up and walked to the Qi Pagoda not far away.

......

......

This was the first time Ye Hao had walked into the Qi Tower, and as soon as he stepped into the tall and magnificent bronze gate, he felt a majestic and pure vitality rushing towards him.

Qi Pagoda has a total of ten floors, each floor is about ten meters high, the whole body is made of black luster black jade crystal, from the outside, this 100-meter-high tower is not conspicuous compared to other palace buildings, but the space inside is more than twice as large, the half-meter-thick gate seems to separate the outside of the tower into two worlds.

The tower is hollow, there are spiral stairs leading to the top of the tower, there are ten cultivation rooms on each floor of the tower, to Ye Hao's surprise, some cultivation rooms are surrounded by many cultivators wearing inner temple disciple costumes, as soon as Ye Hao enters the door, he sees that the stone door of a cultivation room on the fourth floor is slowly opened, an inner hall disciple walked out of it, and immediately another disciple walked in, and then the stone door closed, and the others dispersed in disappointment.

Ye Hao was wearing an ordinary blue and blue martial artist uniform at this time, and a clergyman guarding the Qi Pagoda greeted him.

"This is the Qi Pagoda, only the disciples of the inner temple are qualified to enter, look at your eyes, report your name, if you are not a disciple of the inner hall, leave quickly. ”

"My name is Ye Hao, a freshman this year, and I have just been promoted to the inner hall. ”

Ye Hao said in an indifferent tone.

"Leaf ...... What, Ye Hao?Are you the number one Ye Hao in this year's ranking competition?" The clergyman's eyes widened in shock.

Ye Hao nodded: "Yes, it's me." ”

"You...... Why are you here?"

After being shocked, the clergyman slapped exaggeratedly and complained: "This is Qita, you haven't been here for more than a month, do you know what a waste this is? Hey, let me do you what? Quick, I'll take you to the cultivation room on the fifth floor now." ”

This clergyman is in his thirties, his personality is cheerful and upright, and he has some chatter, I don't know if it is because Ye Hao is the first name and is too famous, or because his nature is like this, he chattered non-stop along the way, and there is a kind of self-familiar enthusiasm, but from his words, Ye Hao also has a more detailed understanding of the rules of Qita cultivation.

There are ten floors in the Qi Pagoda, and the cultivation rooms on each floor have a big difference in the increase in cultivation speed.

It was related to the distance from the underground spiritual veins, the cultivation room on the first floor had the fastest cultivation speed, up to fifteen times the normal, the lowest on the tenth floor, only five times, and the fifth floor where Ye Hao was located was eleven times the normal cultivation.

If a disciple of the inner hall wants to practice in the tower, there are two conditions that must be met, one is strength, and the other is wealth, that is, the spirit crystal.

There are thousands of disciples in the inner hall of the temple, and there are only a hundred cultivation rooms in the tower, and the competition is extremely fierce, if you want to occupy one room, you need to have enough strength to crush the other fellow sects.

Of course, only strength is far from enough, if you want to activate the magic circle in the cultivation room to draw vitality from the underground spirit veins, you also need a large number of spirit crystals, these spirit crystals are not the green low-grade crystals commonly used by cultivators outside the hall, but the purple high-grade spirit crystals with extremely high purity, one piece is worth one million gold coins, and the time to maintain the activation state of the magic circle is only twelve hours.

The spirit crystal is borne by the inner temple disciples who use the cultivation room, whether it is in the secular world or in the cultivation world, wealth is always a symbol of strength, and it can be seen from the qualifications for the use of the Qi Pagoda that it is difficult for cultivators who do not have a strong background to stand out on the path of cultivation.

Thankfully, truly endowed cultivators will always receive some special privileges in the temple.

Take the top spot in the Freshman Ranking Tournament every year, you can get the opportunity to practice in the Qi Pagoda for a year, during this year, not only will you be protected by the temple and no one will be allowed to disturb you, but even the spirit crystals needed to open the magic circle will be borne by the temple.

Eleven million gold coins is more than 360 million gold coins in a year, and such a huge amount is enough to make the vast majority of cultivators in the world lose their normal thinking ability.

Soon, Ye Hao was led by this chattering cleric who claimed to be named Tian Qi to the door of the cultivation room specially prepared for him.