1. Enter the inside of the eighth floor. Murong Xiaotian felt a burst of fire coming, and in the eighth layer, there was no scene to speak of, that is, a large stove was placed in the middle of the dozens of square meters, and in that furnace, there was a raging flame spewing outward, filling all the palm-sized space.

"God," Murong Xiaotian didn't hurry to see the situation inside, and he felt a heart-rending and burning pain all over his body.

"Grass," and when he saw the situation inside, Murong Xiaotian only said one word, and he was like an ant on a hot pot, jumping up and down frantically, the more he was afraid of something, the more he was afraid, the more he came, this kind of trial, although the time taken to pass the test was very short, but this kind of trial was not something that people could endure at all, Murong Xiaotian would rather have that kind of trial that used his brain and lasted for a long time.

Needless to say, how miserable it is for a person to be burned to death by fire, that kind of pain, if you don't experience it yourself, can't be imagined at all.

"Grass your mother, where is the hourglass?" Murong Xiaotian's phantom drifted to the limit, and he ran wildly in the Linglong Pagoda on the eighth floor, but there was a raging fire everywhere, and there was nowhere to hide, and the tower looked on all sides, as if it was also made of wooden materials, so there was nothing to do with his grandmother.

Murong Xiaotian frantically looked for the timing hourglass, he wanted to see how much time was left, to be honest, this kind of inhuman torture, he really couldn't bear it anymore.

"Damn, there's no hourglass, there's no hourglass," Murong Xiaotian was already in pain to the extreme, feeling that the whole person was about to collapse, and here, except for the fire everywhere, there was no shadow of the hourglass at all.

"How do you get through? God, how do you get through? "All of Murong Xiaotian's will is about to collapse completely, and he can't help but want to take out that 'escape charm' to escape from the tower several times, but he is unwilling, really unwilling, so he has two fucking levels left!

Only now did he realize what it meant to go down to the oil pot and what it meant to be purgatory on earth.

"Grass, you have the ability to burn Lao Tzu," in his mind that was about to be confused, Murong Xiaotian suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and threw himself towards the stove in the middle, this is already his bottom line, he doesn't want to hold on anymore, and he can't hold on anymore, the taste of being burned by fire is not something that a person can bear at all, he really wonders, in those old movies, how can the revolutionary martyrs who died bravely in the fire be burned to death in the raging fire and still show such a fearless spirit? Are they fucking human?

Anyway, he Murong Xiaotian is a human being, he can't bear it, the moment he jumped into the fire, he has already figured out the 'escape charm', he has completely figured it out, if he can't escape from the fire by jumping into this furnace, and he can't put it to death and come back to life, he would rather be kicked out of this exquisite tower, and now, he doesn't want to endure it for even a second.

"Congratulations to me for being a thief, passing the eighth level of the trial, all attribute points will be permanently added to one."

"Rely on you, I don't know what kind of plane to do," Seeing the fire in front of him and the big furnace disappear in an instant, Murong Xiaotian let out a sigh of relief, and sat on the ground, the whole person seemed to collapse, and he couldn't help but tremble with palpitations.

"Damn luck," after a long time, Murong Xiaotian came back to strength, maybe for others, this level does not seem to be difficult, but in Murong Xiaotian's heart, he thinks that this is the most difficult level of the eight levels of his trial, and it is also the most terrifying level, and it is also the most dangerous, so that he can't bear the level he intends to give up. It seems that only those who were burned alive could appreciate the horror of being buried in the fire!

After recovering his strength and calming down slightly, Murong Xiaotian walked to the ninth floor of the Linglong Pagoda: "God, Zuihou is closed, don't make that kind of torturous thing," Murong Xiaotian said silently and plunged into it......

"Ha, this is the feeling of happiness," as soon as he entered the ninth floor, a breath of fresh air rushed to his face, which lifted Murong Xiaotian's spirit, and the big stone hanging in his heart was also put down, and in front of him was a small courtyard of a farm, the courtyard door was closed, there was a fishing pond on the side of the courtyard, an old man was fishing there, and then looked around, all the other places around were filled with dense fog, except for the white vast, there was no scene to see, the fog was floating and floating, gathering but not dispersing, it seemed, It's like an enchantment that separates this small farm yard from the world!

Without any hints or explanations, what is the trial of this level? Murong Xiaotian was confused, did he want to find a way out? Or do you want to discover the content of the trial yourself? But no matter what, it's not the kind of thing that hurts you when you come up, Murong Xiaotian feels extremely happy!

It's useless to think too much, since a small courtyard is here, and an old man is here, it won't have anything to do with his trial, so is the old man Jiang Taigong fishing? Waiting for yourself to take the bait?

"Old man," Murong Xiaotian walked behind the old man and stopped, just said those three words and shut up, to be honest, what to say, even he didn't know himself, and asked where was the way out? That's the act of an idiot, asking yourself what you should do? That's not a joke, ask what the old man is doing? That's not even nonsense!

"This fishing rod has been placed here for more than a thousand years, young man, pick it up, catch the tail red carp for my old man to explain the slander," the old man didn't look back, stretched out a hand, pointed to a pair of fishing tackle beside him, and threw a word to Murong Xiaotian.

"There is a door," Murong Xiaotian was overjoyed, just by the four words that this old man said for more than a thousand years, he could be sure that this old man must be related to his own trial.

"OK," Murong Xiaotian smiled, stepped forward, and sat down next to the old man, looking at the old man from the side, the first thing Murong Xiaotian thought of was the Antarctic Immortal, with his hair, beard and waist, saying that he had lived for thousands of years, and he was absolutely credible.

"Ahh Old man, there are fish in this pond! When Murong Xiaotian picked up the fishing rod and turned his head to the fish pond, the first feeling was a dizziness, and the second feeling was even more dizzy.

This fish pond is so clear that even the pebbles under the water can be seen clearly, not even half of the grass can be seen, let alone the shadow of the fish, Murong Xiaotian put down the fishing rod and circled around the entire fish pond, and that face immediately became a frosted eggplant - wilted, this fish pond Oh, it is as clear as the swimming pool in the villa of a rich family.

"Grass, what about red carp? I can't even see half of the fish scales, and I'm still fishing for hair," Murong Xiaotian secretly screamed depressedly, but he still honestly and obediently returned to the old man's side and sat down, no matter what, let's talk about this old guy first!

Murong Xiaotian grabbed the fishing rod and threw the fishing line into the water!

"What? Young man fishing without fish food? The old man squinted and smiled at Murong Xiaotian.

"Hehe, this is the highest level of fishing, fishing without food," Murong Xiaotian responded angrily, but scolded in his heart: "Lao Zamao, pastime Lao Tzu, the shadow of the fish is gone, and let Lao Tzu release fish food, you are an idiot when you are Lao Tzu!" ”

"Little thing, my old man didn't force you to fish, you don't want to fish people, don't scold my old man!"

"Damn, who scolded you? Your old man doesn't like me, so it's clear that you don't wronged people! ”

"Lao Zamao, pastime Lao Tzu, the shadow of the fish is gone, and let Lao Tzu put fish food, you are an idiot when Lao Tzu is an idiot! This sentence was said by a ghost, don't think that you are scolding in your heart, my old man doesn't know," the old man turned his head and looked at Murong Xiaotian with a mockery.

"Damn," Murong Xiaotian let out a groan, this old guy is still not a fucking person, he knows everything he says in his heart, and it is word for word, damn, isn't there no secret in front of him? Staying with this kind of person, it's not like you can't hide anything.

"You ......"

"You want to say I'm an old guy or I'm not human, are you?" Before Murong Xiaotian could open his mouth, he let the old man push him back.

"Grass, I just want to say, what's the matter, I still want to scold your old immortal, such a clear pond, you can't even see the shadow of the fish, what kind of fish do you let Lao Tzu catch! Pastime Lao Tzu isn't it? I still want to eat red carp, you fucking eat a bird, Lao Tzu won't serve you anymore," Murong Xiaotian suddenly became angry, threw the fishing rod on the ground, turned his head and left, he didn't believe it, and he couldn't complete the trial without this old guy.

Besides, this old guy is too terrifying, he can see through people's hearts, and if he stays any longer, if he is not careful, he will not even let him know some privacy, which is also another reason why Murong Xiaotian does not want to stay with this old man.

"Hehe, this kid, his temper is not small, he is quite similar to my old man when he was young," the old man was scolded by Murong Xiaotian, and he was not angry at all, but touched his beard and looked at Murong Xiaotian who left with a smile.

"Grass, dead old ghost, I'll leave to show you," Murong Xiaotian walked towards the back of the small courtyard after leaving the fish pond, this place looks like a foggy cage, the small courtyard, the pond on the edge of the small courtyard, some flowers and trees in front of the courtyard and the edge of the pond, that's all, and then the surroundings of these things are full of thick fog.

Murong Xiaotian walked towards the back of the small courtyard, the rest of the place was clear at a glance, only the back of the small courtyard could not be seen, if there was a road, it should only be there.

When he arrived at the back of the courtyard, Murong Xiaotian was dumbfounded, the same, it was still foggy, and there was no way out at all.

"Hmph, Lao Tzu just doesn't beg you, I don't believe that there are still dead people in this fog," Murong Xiaotian didn't even think about it, and plunged into the fog, with a "bump" sound, Murong Xiaotian was bounced back, is this still called a fucking fog? Harder than iron, this fog is simply an invisible wall.

"Grass, I don't believe it," Murong Xiaotian was really angry now, the cow's temper came up all of a sudden, the phantom drifted to the limit, and began to run at full speed around the entire courtyard and pond, he didn't believe it, all around, the entire fog was sealed, and there was no exit! No matter what, you have to try all the circles around to know that it is not his character to give up easily!

"Young man, are you practicing running, or are you trying to commit suicide, don't think about it, haha" The old man saw Murong Xiaotian running and hitting the fog, haha laughed!