"This is the end of the first test, and those who don't pass it will have to wait three years. The vice dean looked at the group of candidates and said loudly.

Xiu Ling looked at the people left at the scene, about one-third of what they were before, and there were about 600 people.

I don't know how many tests there will be in the future, and how many people will be left in the back, and the cultivation of the soul also feels a little mysterious, and suddenly I thought of what I heard others say in the hotel before, and now it is really so interesting.

Following behind Ji Lao and the group of candidates, after a while, a group of people came to the bottom of a brown and black tower.

"Next is the investigation of the soul power, that is, the power of your divine consciousness, this tower has a total of 100 floors, and anyone below the forty floors will be eliminated. Ji Lao's slightly serious voice came again.

"Forty layers, that is, the Divine Consciousness Realm is at least in the middle of the Spirit Manifestation Realm, this is too difficult. When some people heard this, they couldn't help but sigh.

The realm of divine consciousness is not divided into nine realms like cultivation, but there are only three realms, the early, middle, and late stages, and it is normal for the general realm of divine consciousness to lag behind one's own cultivation realm, because the cultivation of cultivation requires hard work, and the improvement of divine consciousness requires a certain amount of talent.

Therefore, for these candidates, who are mostly only about the sixth level of the Spirit Manifestation Realm, this requirement is obviously not low.

Xiu Ling looked at the tower in front of him, and was slightly distracted, it was the black tower that he had stayed in for a long time, and for Ji Lao's requirements for assessment, Xiu Ling obviously didn't take it to heart.

Still in the process of cultivating the spirit, a token flew in front of him, "This is a transfer token for each of you, you can use it by entering your spiritual power, it can record the number of layers you have reached, you can teleport out through this token by yourself, or when you can't hold on, this token will automatically teleport you out." ”

Looking at the young boys and girls in front of him who almost understood, Ji Lao spoke up again.

"If you hear it clearly, you can go in!"

As Ji Lao's words fell, some people had already rushed into the tower, and some nervous-looking candidates also gritted their teeth and rushed in with tokens in their hands.

Xiu Ling looked at the candidates who were pouring into the tower like ants in front of him, and couldn't help but smile helplessly.

"What are you laughing at?" A charming and sweet life came into my ears, and I saw that the charming demon came to Xiu Ling's side at some point, and looked at Xiu Ling with curiosity and a hint of imperceptible banter in her beautiful eyes and asked.

Looking at the veiled girl in front of him, Xiu Ling's brows furrowed, and the ghost envoy said in a hurry, "It's not as beautiful as my sister Mei'er." ”

Choked by Xiuling's words, the charm who had never been talked about in appearance, the curiosity in his eyes was suddenly replaced by danger, and the beautiful eyes looked at Xiuling with a terrifying gaze, "Where is it not good-looking?"

Xiu Ling was a little hairy by the demon's gaze, and coughed embarrassedly, "I accidentally said something just now, don't you mind." ”

It's just that, as soon as these words came out, Xiu Ling found that the dangerous aura in the eyes of the girl in front of him was even stronger, and Xiu Ling, who noticed that something was wrong, hurriedly flashed under his feet, and disappeared in front of the demon's eyes, leaving a girl with a belly of fire.

Ji Lao, who was not far away, couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head when he saw the cultivator fleeing in the wilderness.

As soon as Xiu Ling entered the tower, the scene in front of him changed, and only a long staircase appeared in front of him, "It seems to be an independent space."

Stepping on the stairs, the spiritual cultivation felt a trace of invisible pressure descending on his divine consciousness, but it did not have the slightest impact on the spiritual cultivation.

So, step by step, the meditation quickly walked up the stairs.

It didn't take long for Xiu Ling to come to the fortieth layer, looked at the number 40 on the token in his hand, and felt a lot of pressure on his divine sense, but Xiu Ling felt that it was still very easy, "I'll go out if I climb another ten floors, I can't hide from the test of the spiritual power realm just now, I don't want to be in the limelight anymore in the soul realm, don't be targeted by anyone who is uneasy and kind, it's not good." ”

After all, the principle of "the wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it" is still understood, in this place where you are not familiar with your own life, it is better to restrain a little, although something really happens, and you are not afraid of spiritual cultivation, but the trouble that can be avoided, why not avoid it?"

Walking leisurely to the fiftieth floor, Xiu Ling stopped, looked at the token in his hand, and the number on it was also 50, but Xiu Ling stared at the token for a while and lost his mind, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Feeling the pressure of his divine sense, Xiu Ling suddenly thought of the scene where Moon Mei had stabilized his divine consciousness once in the Black Tower, and that kind of pressure was much greater than this kind of pressure.

Sighing helplessly, Xiu Ling changed the token in his right hand to his left hand, and a snow-white jade pendant appeared in his right hand.

Looking at the jade pendant in front of him, a beautiful shadow appeared in Xiu Ling's mind, and after a while, Xiu Ling felt that something was wrong with the jade pendant, and after careful observation, he found it.

The jade pendant is slowly absorbing the mysterious suppressive power in the space, and the snow-white jade pendant gradually glows with a little brilliance, and at a certain moment, the cultivator seems to have heard the sound of "nail~", and the sound of something being linked together.

"Cultivator, is that you?" A familiar voice that was so familiar that Cultivator could no longer be familiar suddenly came from the jade pendant, and undoubtedly, the owner of this voice also revealed a huge surprise.

"Sister Mei'er?" Xiuling's originally somewhat lost eyes suddenly glowed with an astonishing light, "Sister Mei'er, is that you?"

"It's really good that you're okay-" Moon Mei's words obviously hadn't finished speaking, some kind of link was interrupted, looking at the jade pendant in his hand that had no light, and then feeling the mysterious suppressive power that was no longer there.

"Did you run out of energy so quickly? "Although I was a little disappointed, I was still very satisfied.

On the other side, a beautiful fairy in a white long skirt looked at the white jade pendant in her hand, and her snowy cheeks showed a beautiful smile that should not be in the world, "It seems that the energy in the jade pendant should have been triggered, and I don't know where he is now, but it's okay to listen to the voice, it's great~"

The girl in the white dress held the jade pendant in her hand and stood for a long time, and finally, her lips opened lightly, "Xiu Ling, wait for me." ”

Xiu Ling was also holding the jade pendant in his hand at this moment, looking at the stairs in front of him, and whispered softly, "Sister Mei'er, wait for me." ”

、、、、、、 congratulate all readers on a happy Qixi Festival, and I would like to present a song for the fun:

Flowers bloom and fall all over the sky, love comes and goes, love follows fate.

In the dream, the flowers bloom on the terrace, looking for but not seeing Zhu Yan.

Tears are like meteors frozen down, and the thoughts have reached the peach blossom source.

I am accustomed to seeing flowers bloom and thank you, but I am afraid that the origin and fate will disappear.

Turning over, tears and faces, a light dance has been a thousand years.

In an instant, looking eastward, looking back on the past, it was gone.

The petals are scattered, the flowers are heartbroken, and the tears are shining and the tears are annihilated.

Who is Qianying going to?

Where is the song of the heartstrings born?

Looking back on the past, it is too late to regret it?

A dance, hatred for a thousand years?

I still see the flowers blooming, and I am not afraid of the strings breaking and the voice of the people.

I hope all readers can find the one in their hearts!