After three dry days in the sun, Ning Que straightened up, although he failed to rush to the pass repeatedly, and his meridians and internal organs were repeatedly impacted, and he was extremely seriously injured, but relying on the ability of amber broken jade to repair against the sky, it can be described as full of confidence and unscrupulous. If it were someone else, I am afraid that the pulse would have been cut off and I would have become a wasted person.

However, this time and again, the repeated failures are not without benefits, at least the body has been tempered to a large extent, the progress is extremely obvious, the strength has increased greatly, it is estimated that there are three thousand catties, which is not worse than some fierce beasts, and even surpasses it. The limbs and bones are full of inexhaustible strength, if it were yesterday, against those blood slaves, I am afraid that both sides would not be defeated.

Walking towards the north courtyard of the Tai Slaughter Outer Palace, this time, his goal is clear and clear, no break or return, just relying on the strength of the peak of the first order, wanting to win the top is tantamount to a fool's dream.

The figure scurried, approaching the dilapidated small earthen house, Ning Que went straight to the topic, looked at the fat monk who was still knocking on the wooden fish, and kept muttering to himself, "Amitabha, Amitabha...... ”

Approaching two steps, he bowed and said, "Senior, junior wants to enter the Spirit Refining Pagoda to give it a try." ”

The wine evil man lying on one side, listless, nesting in the corner where the grass mustard was piled up, drinking wine, he couldn't see the majesty of the hall master at all, even the fat monk in front of him was the same, looking harmless to humans and animals, knocking on wooden fish all day long, doing nothing.

The fat monk didn't say a word, the wooden fish was louder, and he was about to increase his tone a little, when a red sign fell into his hand, making Ning Que a little confused, how did this thing get into his hand?

looked left and right, but never saw Yan Ruyu. Look at these two old guys, they are also the kind of masters who cherish words like gold, and they don't say much, and leave on their own.

Disciples have the opportunity to enter the first floor of the Spirit Refining Pagoda once a month, and disciples, the first floor can enter for three days. Relatively speaking, the welfare of disciples is indeed much better.

Ning Que strode towards the Spirit Refining Pagoda on the far right, watching a few figures come and go, quite unfamiliar to himself, and even a few of them snorted defiantly.

Looking at the rest of the people, he pressed the crimson token in his hand into the groove on the right side of the gatehouse, and the door opened and closed automatically.

Ning Que suddenly realized that the token was used like this, and as soon as he stepped into it, there was a roar in his ears, and there was a colorful halo inside, although it was very faint, but it was extremely clear.

Looking at the narrow cultivation room everywhere in front of him, the corridor twists and turns, and there is a narrow step in the innermost, isn't there a second floor?

Ning Que took two sips vigorously, and as expected, the concentration of spiritual energy in this interior was about the same as that in the cave. The confidence in his heart doubled, if he entered these cultivation rooms, the concentration of spiritual energy would reach a higher level, and the possibility of refining the second spiritual wheel would be greatly increased. The recess on the right side of the cultivation room just accommodates the token.

"Hey, hey, boy, come here. Ning Que heard the left corner plate

The old man sitting on the high platform on his knees, obviously taller than Ning Que who was standing, beckoned to him vigorously, "Hmph, you are really a stunned person, why did you not respond for a long time?

After a reprimand that covered his face, Ning Que didn't retort, and when his mouth was dry, he found that Ning Que turned his head without saying a word, as if he looked at those cultivation rooms intentionally or unintentionally, and didn't put him in his eyes at all, and couldn't help but say: "When you first arrived, you still don't know how to lift, pretend, take the token in your hand, you can get out." ”

Ning Que was stunned for a moment, his face turned cold, and he said without hurrying or slowing: "Senior, junior Ning Que, listen to me, this is my token, the peak of the first order of the junior's aura." Ning Que handed over the token.

The old man took out a yellowed book in his arms, the four corners were already dilapidated, and in the middle were the blood-colored three words, "Roster", the index finger was put in his mouth and licked, one hand along the edge, with a bang, the pages were turned over, "Well, boy, I didn't expect you to come for nearly a year, since you can bear your breath, only now, the peak of the first order? Okay, you go to the first room on the far right, which is vacant, and it is just right for you to be this kind of man." ”

Ning Que's face sank, and he looked at it as soon as he entered this place, the more to the right, the thinner the aura, and the position was probably not even comparable to the cave mansion, how to break through? ”

"Hmm, on the left, I want to go to the left when I am only a little refining spirit? The toad yawned, what a big breath, hurry up and get out, do you want to love, Ge Laozi, a little kid still reasoned with me, and didn't look at your grandfather and my white beard. The old man snorted coldly, waved his hand, and motioned for Ning Que to get out.

Ning Que's face became more and more cold, and his eyes were steaming with unwillingness, and he didn't move.

"Hey, boy, you thin arms and thin legs, don't you die early when you go to the left?" The old man's patience had reached the limit, and his body couldn't help but rise a little higher, and he was as powerful as a tiger catching a sheep.

Ning Que explained: "Seniors, juniors have their own proportions, and this time they are also here to make a breakthrough, so we will arrange the Jinxing cultivation room to try it first." ”

Seeing that Ning Que ate the scales, he was iron-hearted, and sneered, since he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, he didn't bother to be a good man, pointed to a cultivation room beside him, and sneered: "I don't know whether to live or die, you have eleven days of cultivation time." ”

Ning Que didn't think much about it, as a disciple, there seemed to be no limit to the first layer, but there was no need to explain. The desire to break through made him rush away before the other party finished speaking, and pushed the door open.

The cultivation room is extremely narrow, only allowing one person to sit upright, in the middle is a round gold circle, layer by layer, in the middle there is a square inch of round hole, and a golden wind gushes out from below, along the ring, swimming in circles.

Ning Que didn't think about it, licked his lips, sat on it, and ran the "Golden Scale Transformation Dragon Technique", his lungs were like a whirlpool in the deep sea, and the golden aura in the cultivation room was poured into the whirlpool.

"Not enough, not enough", Ning Que from his arms

took out more than ten spirit stones, and under the encouragement of the surrounding golden wind, plus the absorption of the golden spirit stones at hand by the exercises, the whole person seemed to be immersed in the golden mist.

Time is like flowing water, and half a day is done in the blink of an eye.

Outside the cultivation room, the old man paced back and forth, repeatedly hesitated, sighed again and again, blaming himself for not being able to hold his breath as always, and he was to blame at every turn, and he didn't know whether to disturb or not.......

Ning Que took a deep breath, and a stream of golden wind poured directly into his lungs from his nose and mouth, and finally the aura escaped from his lungs, and the aura dispersed from his limbs like a tide, got up, and pushed open the cultivation room.

When the old man saw the movement, he saw Ning Que, who was almost bumped into him, and hummed with hatred: "Boy, are you okay? Why are you so reckless, you don't know how to advance or retreat, you don't listen to the old man, and you suffer in front of you." The hands went down from Ning Que's shoulders and touched them all over before he breathed a sigh of relief.

On the contrary, Ning Que, with an innocent face, a little cold hair all over his body, shrugged his shoulders, and responded hesitantly: "Senior, is there anything more intense in the aura?"

"Alas, boy, you know it's amazing! I've told you a long time ago, hey, what did you say?" the old man asked in a sloppy manner, suspecting that he was old and confused.

Ning Que smiled wryly and said, "The aura here is still a little thinner, is there anything stronger?"

The old man stretched out one hand and measured the temperature of Ning Que's forehead, there was no fever! With your cultivation, you are not afraid of the meridians bursting? Take a step back, the second floor is not something that a guy like you who is ignorant of the world can go, you must first cross the level to challenge the Beast Refining Tower. ”

Ning Que was a little flattered, he didn't expect that this old man was quite benevolent and righteous, and he was considered an alternative in the Tai Killing Palace, right? It seems that it is time to show a wave, and he walked out of the Spirit Refining Tower resolutely, and went straight to the small broken house, looking at the half-asleep Taoist priest, and said respectfully: "Wine senior, junior is going to go to the Beast Refining Tower to break through." ”

The gap in the man's half-squinted eyes widened a little, he untied the gourd on his waist, pulled out the stopper, poured a few mouthfuls into his mouth, and said in a daze: "Go, little brat, while playing, what kind of tower to break!"

Ning Que was a little speechless, how could this guy be so incompetent? He didn't dare to be angry, he still repeated it honestly, seeing that he still didn't care much, he took out the spirit stone and stacked it on one side according to the rules, and could only run towards the Beast Refining Tower alone.

Beast Refining Tower, Ning Que has also seen it, there are many demon beasts inside, one demon beast on a layer, the higher the level, the stronger the strength. I think that at the beginning, the moment Mu Fengya climbed to the fifth floor, there were many people outside the tower, and there were many people who saw the peerless elegance.

But now, when he entered the Beast Refining Tower, no one cared. I only saw a hurried figure passing by the library tower.

(End of chapter)