"You have to know that the suppression of the Tower of Babel is also time-limited, and with time, the power of suppression will be weakened, and in this way, it also gives those undead aliens a chance to escape, and these aliens are extremely strong, once they escape, it will be a disaster!" The Feng Shui Master said, "So, the purpose of our coming here is to increase the power of suppression at each level."

"How to strengthen?" Jing An asked. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info you don't have to think about it to know that the power to suppress the alien race must be very complicated, or it is impossible to suppress the alien race, the key is that he doesn't understand this aspect at all!

"When I finish talking about the mechanics of the Tower of Babel, you'll understand," said the feng shui master, "Actually, the predecessors who built the Tower of Babel had already considered this problem at that time, and they had already found a solution. When the Tower of Babel does not appear, it will hide in the void to absorb the yuan force, and these yuan forces are used to strengthen the power of suppression, but these yuan forces are limited and cannot be strengthened in every layer, so someone needs to guide them, and which layer is missing will be filled. And all we have to do is find out which layer is weakened."

"Oh!" Jing An nodded in understanding, and then asked, "I have one last question, I don't know if I should ask it."

"Excuse me, I will definitely say what I can say," said the feng shui master.

"I just want to know, why don't you strengthen the power of suppression when the Tower of Babel appears every twelve years, I think there will be more people to complete this task by then," Jing An asked puzzled.

"Don't you want to me," the feng shui master smiled bitterly and said, "The reason for this is really not something that can be explained in a few words." I'll tell you a little bit, do you know how many Abyss Demons have been suppressed in this Tongtian? ”

"Could it be related to the Abyss Demon Clan?"

"That's right, a total of one hundred and forty Abyss Demon Generals and three Abyss Demon Lords have been suppressed in the Tower of Babel!" The feng shui master said: "In the past hundred years, more and more demons have appeared in this world, and they have faded away from their demon bodies and incarnated as human beings, occupying high positions with various shady means. As far as I know, three of the Babel Councils that control the entrance to the Tower of Babel are demons, and this is only discovered, who knows how many have not been discovered? If they really let their people infiltrate here and release all the demons, it will not be a disaster, and the destruction of the human race is possible! ”

"So, you sealed the entrance to here?" Jing An continued.

"That's right, that's the only way to keep this place safe!" The feng shui master nodded and admitted directly.

No wonder Zi Du said that it has become a legend that he has entered the soul washing and soul refining will enter the real Tower of Babel, Jing An was stunned, and then asked, "What about your identity?" ”

"Hehe, my identity is long gone, maybe you will find out about me in the Tongtian Council, and they will become my shameless thief!" The feng shui master smiled self-deprecatingly.

"Oh" Jing An looked at Mentor Wu who was sitting next to him, and seeing that his expression had not changed at all, he knew that he had already known the identity of the Feng Shui Master.

The small talk was over, and the hall fell silent.

Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye, half a month passed.

During this time, Jing An sat motionless, neither thirsty nor hungry, as if time had not passed at all!

Such a strange situation made him ponder for a long time, however, the wool did not come out.

"Alas! I minimized the difficulty of soul washing and soul refining, I thought that at least twenty people could pass, but I didn't expect that it would be only the two of you for so long, this time it's troublesome! The feng shui master's brows furrowed even deeper, and he stood up and said, "You can't wait any longer, otherwise there won't be enough time!" ”

He never dreamed that the reason for this situation was because Jing An had absorbed all the soul washing liquid, and the people who came up later couldn't even wash the soul, how could they pass the level of soul refining?

"Actually, it's not in vain to do the guiding work," the feng shui master said as he walked towards the only staircase in the hall, "If you have good chance and understanding, maybe you can directly comprehend the realm when you guide, and even if you can't, it will also lay a solid foundation for advanced legends in the future."

Jing An followed behind the feng shui master and nodded, although he was confident that he would be able to comprehend the realm after advancing to the master level, but if he could comprehend it in advance, it would be good, at least his combat power would skyrocket.

"Before we go in, let's divide the work first" The feng shui master stopped at the entrance, pointed to Jing An and said: "Your cultivation level is the lowest, responsible for the bottom third, I am responsible for the top third, and the middle one is in charge of Master Wu, is there any one?" ”

Jing An and Mentor Wu had no objections, and then the three of them entered the real Tower of Babel together.

"First floor!" Jing An meditated in his heart, this is the method that the feng shui master taught him to communicate with the Tower of Babel, as long as he meditates on the place he wants to go in his heart, of course, the premise is that the feng shui master gives him such permission.

Jing An saw a flower in front of him, and he came to a dark corridor. The style here is in the same vein as the outside, which is simple and quaint, and there is atmosphere everywhere.

But he didn't have time to admire, but looked at the end of the hallway, where there was a huge iron door, rusted on it, and he knew that he had a thought. In other words, why is there rust on such a magical Tower of Babel?

He soon saw the answer.

Through the crack in the iron door, he saw a puddle of water.

After spotting someone approaching, the puddle slowly floated up, slowly forming a human figure. This figure is very rough, and he can barely see his facial features, and as for clothes, hair, or something, there is no one at all.

"Are you here to let me out?" A cold voice floated out of the water man.

Jing An glanced at it, ignored it, and began to concentrate on examining the suppressive power in the entire cage. He closed his eyes and pressed his hand lightly against the door, and at this moment, a grid instantly appeared in his mind!

These grids are the manifestation of the power of repression, if the grid is dull, then the Tower of Babel should be called insufficient, otherwise, you can leave to check the next floor.

"Bang!" With a loud bang, the water man smashed himself against the door at a speed that he had never surpassed!

"Buzz"! A burst of golden light suddenly surged around the door, crotching the water man and the great force it carried, without causing a trace of damage.

Jing An calmly glanced at the water droplets dripping on his sleeve and continued to check, not affected by the water man at all.

"Please, let me out, as long as you let me out, I can give you anything, wealth, power, beauty, I can give you whatever you want!" The water man pleaded anxiously.

Jing An glanced at him, without sympathy, without contempt, without any feelings, and then disappeared to the next floor.

Am I really an idiot? Hum! It's all left over from my play! (To be continued.) )