Xue Wu stopped, "I already have exercises, and I don't want to worship you as a teacher to practice other exercises, I said to help you find a disciple, but you don't want to, then I can't help it, don't you leave and stay here to grow mushrooms with you?" ”

Changmei sat down, patted his thighs and cried in frustration: "Oh, my old man is really pitiful, a wisp of remnant soul has been suffering in this place for thousands of years, and finally waited for an apprentice, but she actually disliked me as an old man and didn't want to worship me as a teacher, so I just hit my head and died......"

While howling, he secretly glanced at Xue Wu, paying attention to her face.

That style is like a woman who was lying on the ground in a fight in the village and couldn't get up, and Xue Wu was speechless for a while.

"Senior, I still have something to do, so I'm leaving." Xue Yu made a gesture to withdraw from this place.

Changmei finished pretending to be pitiful for a second, got up, and came to her with a swish, "You really refuse to worship me as a teacher?" ”

The voice was painful, so that Xue Wu couldn't help but have the illusion that she was a negative person.

However, it was impossible for her to change her cultivation method, so she could only shake her head.

I didn't want Changmei to be disappointed at all, but let out a hearty smile, "Haha, good, it's really worthy of my Changmei real person's favorite apprentice, that is, he has concentration, and he can't even look down on the exercises that can become immortals, which is quite my style back then!" ”

For this kind of praise, Xue Wu is a little funny, this old-timer is actually praising himself around the corner, right?

"Cultivating the Taihuan Sutra requires a heart like yours."

"Taihuan Sutra"? Xue Wu guessed that it was probably the exercise he said before that could make people become immortals.

Thinking like this, Changmei Zhenren suddenly raised his hand and waved, and a light cluster flew towards her, Xue Wu dodged to the side, but who knew that the light group seemed to identify her, and made a very smooth turn in the air, and flew towards her again, and the speed was even faster than before.

Seeing the light cluster coming in front of her, Xue Wan consciously wanted to quit, but was frozen in place by a force, and watched the light cluster submerge into her eyebrows and rush into her sea of consciousness.

After entering her sea of knowledge, the light group revealed its original appearance - an emerald green jade slip, that green, fresh and lush, full of vitality, people like it when they look at it.

As if she had returned home, Yu Jian wandered around, and then found a place to stay, not moving, as if she had fallen asleep.

This jade slip, every move is like a child.

It is precisely because of this that Xue Wu can't hate this thing that forcibly entered her own sea of knowledge, but she still kept a straight face: "Senior, what did you get into my sea of knowledge?" ”

"Hehe, what else could it be? "Taihuan Sutra", since it is willing to settle in your sea of knowledge, it means that it also likes you and recognizes you, otherwise I can't forcibly pass it on to you. This immortal-level exercise is different from those low-level exercises, it has its own consciousness and will choose its own master. ”

Xue Wu frowned, "But I don't know how to cultivate it." ”

She already has the "Nirvana Sutra", which is the inheritance technique of their Phoenix clan, and it is the most suitable for her, so even if the level of other exercises is high and good, it is impossible for her to change cultivation.

Moreover, the "Nirvana Sutra" is a god-level exercise, and if you continue to cultivate, you can become a god, and it is already the ceiling of the heavenly realm exercises, and it is second to none in the god-level exercises, not to mention the immortal-level exercises "Taihuan Sutra", which is even lower than it.

The real person with long eyebrows stood with his hands in his hands, and said indifferently: "Whatever you want, I gave it to you anyway." ”

The wish was fulfilled, and the remnant soul of the Changmei real person began to become illusory and transparent, turning into a little crystal light and dissipating in the air.

He looked at Xue Wu: "Before dissipating, let me tell you another secret, the Tower of Babel actually has one hundred and one floors, but no one has been able to enter the last floor, so I thought it would be the top of the hundred floors, if you want to enter the last layer, get the first layer to find the key to open it, the key, there is no specific shape, it can be hard or soft, it can be big or small......"

The last voice fell, the remnant soul of the Changmei real person also completely dissipated, and the entire space also turned into nothingness, Xue Wu's consciousness flickered, and she had already returned to her body, and then looked at the jade-white ball in her hand, which turned black.

The key to unlock the one hundred and one hundred floors of the Tower of Babel, on the first floor? There is no specific shape, it can be hard or soft, large or small...... She had walked through the maze on the first floor, but she hadn't found anything that matched the descriptions.

No, thinking about it carefully, Xue Wu suddenly remembered something, that is, the lump of mud that the swamp monster gave him, which was the same as plasticine.

She found it out and pinched a few handfuls, doesn't this thing fit those lines? You can make whatever shape you want, so there is no specific shape.

It can be hard or soft, and this is also in line with this, it is soft in itself, but if you bake it, it will become hard.

It can be big or small, this one is simpler, flatten it, flattened it, it can be very large, but if it is constantly compressed, it will be very small.

Could it be that this lump of mud is the key that the real person with long eyebrows said? That's a coincidence, isn't it?

When the time comes, you might as well give it a try.

I don't know what's inside the one hundred and first floor of the Tower of Babel.

However, the higher up the Tower of Babel, the more difficult it became, and she could only walk around below the tenth floor at most.

It's still a long way to get to the hundredth floor.

Xue Wu put away the bronze fish talisman, black beads, and mud balls, and went to the second building to alchemy and draw talismans.

Most of the new shops in the black market come from her, and she now spends a lot of time on them every day in order to keep supplying them.

Who called the Dan Fu Array Masters outside less, although the black market took the opportunity to recruit some people from the Zhou family, but the efficiency of those people was completely incomparable to her.

Now she is able to skillfully draw the talisman seals of the third order and below, and if she is of the fourth order, she has to pay full attention and be careful.

A fourth-order heavenly thunder talisman is drawn, the spiritual power of the thunder attribute is sealed in it, the rune paper is full of spiritual light, like jade paper, and the dansha on it is so red that it drips blood, and there is a flow of brilliance, which is extraordinary to look at.

Xue Wu took a long breath, put the talisman pen on the pen stand, sat down cross-legged, and meditated to recover her spiritual power.

After drawing a fourth-order talisman, she felt as if her whole person had been hollowed out, and her meridians were even more painful, because there was no drop of spiritual power left in it, as if the river had dried up.

A large amount of spiritual energy rushed into her body, nourishing her meridians, and finally converging into the dantian.

When the spiritual power in the dantian became full again, Xue Wu opened her eyes.

On the arhat bed in front of him, Pei Lin was wearing a purple embroidered gold moire brocade robe, leaning lazily, supporting one hand, looking at her for a moment, with a smile on the corner of his lips.

Xue Wu looked at him and blinked, wondering if she was hallucinating, "Pei Lian? ”