Chapter 627: Sixth Layer

"The sixth layer, there is life and death, truth and falsehood, cause and effect, maybe you can see something in this layer!"

Immediately afterwards, Lin Tianzi's eyes narrowed slightly.

At this time, the people in the square, including those on the periphery of the square, were all watching the Dengxian Tower closely.

Because so far, no one among the disciples has been able to successfully pass the sixth floor of the Dengxian Tower, including Senior Sister Liu Wuzhen, who was also the same as Yan Feng back then, and stopped at this floor.

But Fang Ze was able to climb to the sixth layer in one go, and he had already far surpassed them.

Liu Wuzhen and Yan Feng didn't climb to the sixth floor in one go, they only climbed to the fifth layer at the beginning, and the sixth layer was climbed later.

Moreover, Fang Ze's speed of entering the sixth layer was much faster than theirs.

"Senior Brother Shi, you must not force yourself, this sixth layer is not trivial, I almost didn't come out of this layer back then."

Liu Wuzhen stared at Dengxian Tower, and secretly muttered to himself with some worry.

When she was in the sixth layer, she almost disappeared into it, and she understood the power of it very well.

Even after quitting, the mind has been damaged.

These years of retreat have also been a rejuvenation of the mind.

Yan Feng saw that there had been no movement on the sixth floor, and his clenched fists gradually loosened, and a sneer appeared on his face.

"Don't think you can do it, how do I think you live on the sixth floor?"

And Fang Ze was on the sixth floor of the Dengxian Tower at this time, motionless.

To be precise, it's staring at a painting without moving.

There was nothing peculiar about the sixth floor, the whole hall was empty, only a painting hung there.

However, it was this painting that made him unable to take his eyes off it, and his body was like a statue.

The painting is a woman, the woman does not have a trace of fireworks in the world, like a fairy in the dust, with her back as if she was about to travel away, and turned back.

A beautiful and refined face reveals a reluctant gaze, which is like substance, which can make people deeply feel the nostalgia of the woman.

And beside the woman, there was a little girl on the side.

The little girl, with a pair of pigtails, was also turning back.

A young face is carved in pink and jade, innocent, and the eyes are even more watery, full of childlike fun, and her appearance is somewhat similar to that woman, obviously the woman's daughter.

Looking at that painting, Fang Ze's heart was shocked, and even his body trembled.

Because of the appearance of the woman in the painting, Huo Ran is Qin Mushuang!

"Why is this happening, why is Mushuang in this painting?"

"And an extra daughter?"

Fang Ze's breathing became a little rapid, as he found that there were also a few traces of his silhouette on the little girl's face.

"Is this my daughter?"

He remembered that the night before leaving, he had already married Qin Mushuang, his breathing was even more rapid, and his heartbeat was much stronger.

He had never been more out of shape than he was now.

Even when facing life and death, there is no such big fluctuation of mood as now.

"What the hell is going on, and why is this painting here?"

"Is this real or an illusion?"

He stared at the painting closely, his eyes not flickering.

Then he slapped himself hard.

Burst!

A mouthful of blood spurted out.

He's hurt.

This proves that it is definitely not an illusion.

Then he fixed his eyes on the painting again, and his mind gradually calmed down.

"It's not an illusion, so what does this painting represent?"

"What the hell is this sixth floor, and why is there such a painting?"

"Are you telling me something?"

"Shall I have a daughter?"

"But where are they going, leaving me?"

Looking at that painting, a deep feeling of longing also came to his heart.

"Perhaps, I should really go back, this world does not belong to me, even if there are many mysteries that are not solved, but it is not as good as my relatives around."

At this moment, he was homesick, very much, and wanted to go back immediately.

He stretched out his hand to touch the painting, to get a good look at the mother and daughter.

It was when his hand touched the painting.

The painting flashed a ripple, and he disappeared in front of it.

"Hey!"

Just after Fang Ze disappeared, a faint sigh suddenly sounded in this sixth layer.

And in the outside world.

At the moment when Fang Ze disappeared, the light on the sixth floor of the Dengxian Tower gradually dimmed, but it was not completely extinguished.

"Failed?"

Quite a few people began to sigh.

"I said a long time ago that he will definitely not surpass Senior Brother, how can the sixth layer be so good!"

Some people began to sneer gloatingly.

"Probably not, because the light on the sixth layer is not completely extinguished, and it may take a little time."

Some people also said that they are still looking forward to it.

Wen Renjie stood in the crowd, his eyes still staring at Dengxian Tower.

He felt that even if Fang Ze couldn't pass the sixth layer, it would be enough for him to follow.

But he was more looking forward to Fang Ze being able to get through this layer.

Yan Feng saw that the light had dimmed, and his whole face finally stopped sinking, and those disciples who liked to flatter him also gathered around at this moment, sneering at Fang Ze.

He listened very well, and it seemed that the gloom in his heart had been swept away.

"The light hasn't been extinguished yet, why do you think Senior Brother Shi can't pass this level."

Chand, who had been silent, suddenly came out coldly.

This made Yan Feng look at Qian De very surprised, and his eyes were also a little unhappy.

After Chander was glanced at by him, he shrunk his neck and didn't dare to say anything anymore.

In fact, he didn't know why he suddenly said such a sentence.

Liu Wuzhen sighed secretly on the other side, "Senior Brother Shi, I hope you can get through this level!" ”

Then she didn't pay any more attention to Dengxian Tower, and continued to go back to retreat.

The elders' reactions were also different.

"It seems that there is no hope for this stone square."

"Not necessarily, it took me a lot of time to get through this sixth layer back then, and there is still hope for him!"

"As a disciple, it is already great to be able to step into the sixth layer, in fact, it is the right choice for him to retreat despite the difficulties."

Those people were talking about it, only Lin Tianzi didn't say a word, but there was a smile on his face.

Then he got up and left the square.

"It seems that the sect master has lost hope in Shi Fang."

"Anyway, Shi Fang can ascend to the sixth layer, and he already deserves to be the first person among his disciples, it's okay!"

Seeing the departure of the Son of Heaven, those elders also began to leave one after another.

After all, the sect still has a lot of affairs to deal with, and it is impossible to keep an eye on Dengxian Tower.

Then the disciples began to leave.

Only a few people, still with a glimmer of hope, stared at the Dengxian Tower.

Rainy night.

The moment Fang Ze opened his eyes, he found himself lying in the muddy water.

Up and down, the indescribable pain all over the body.

"Are you awake?" A kind voice came.

Fang Ze looked up, and his heart shook suddenly, "Master!" ”