Chapter 300 Oh! Sprinkle flowers to celebrate. Today's Father's Day, if you can, at least accompany your dad to have a meal or make a phone call to say hello, our little care and intentions can bring them a lot of happiness and comfort.

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Inside the Martial God Tower, Yin Zizhang was slowly walking towards the stairs leading to the fifth floor with difficult steps.

On the floor slab of the fourth floor, nearly ten monks in the late stage of the Jiedan appeared one after another, only Di Chanshang was in the early stage of the Great Perfection realm, and everyone looked at Yin Zizhang, a young monk in the middle of the Jiedan, who still had the strength to go up, and they all had a hellish expression.

But soon they reined in their minds, closed their eyes, sat cross-legged on the ground, and no longer looked at Yin Zizhang's movements, they now insisted on sitting firmly, it was very difficult, and they finally came to this point to take the opportunity to get more benefits to inherit, where are they still in the mood to see how others are?

There were also two who were eager to go up like Yin Zizhang, but they both declared failure, and the only one half-moved and half-climbed the stairs to climb two levels, and finally rolled down the stairs with a muffled thud.

Yin Zizhang glanced back at Di Chanshang and made sure that he was fine, so he gritted his teeth and tried to go to the fifth layer.

Level 1, Level 2, Level 3 ...... There seemed to be a thousand catties under his feet, and every time he lifted his legs, it seemed that he was going to exhaust the strength of his whole body, and huge pressure was surging from all directions, Yin Zizhang seemed to hear the bones of his whole body constantly screaming in pain under this huge force.

The air in his chest cavity was also squeezed out, although his cultivation in the Dan stage and his strong body close to the Dharma Body of the Yuan Infant Monk would not have any effect even if he couldn't breathe, but this feeling of being squeezed to the extreme throughout his body was too uncomfortable.

Yin Zizhang also knew that with his own cultivation, it would be impossible to climb to the eighth layer now, but this fifth layer, he had to give it a try anyway. He doesn't have much time, and he must outrun his enemies with Zhu Zhu as soon as possible.

He promised Zhu Zhu that he would bear everything for her, and he never thought of giving up or retreating. He can only keep moving forward.

With another step, he gradually forgot everything around him, and only knew to concentrate on raising his legs and stepping upward.

Every minute and second is an incomparably long ordeal.

The stairs that Yin Zizhang walked on were full of his sweat. The whole person looked like he had just been fished out of the water. Beads of sweat pooled from his face and dripped down the hair around his sideburns.

The sound of heartbeats and sweat drops became the only two sounds in this empty world.

Level 1, level 1, level 1...... The stairs under your feet finally came to an end.

Yin Zizhang tried to raise his eyes to see that he had already stepped on the fifth floor of the stone tower. It doesn't look any different from the fourth floor, except for a man in black sitting in the center.

This person was the mysterious and unidentified Yuanying Monk they had met twice on their way to the Immortal Cloud Islands in the East China Sea to participate in the Dharma Fighting Conference.

"You're here." The man opened his eyes and looked at Yin Zizhangdao, his ordinary face was a little warm because of this pair of eyes.

Yin Zizhang had never felt hostility towards this person from beginning to end, and he had a very close feeling inexplicably, even if he had never been very defensive and indifferent to people, he could not have a bad feeling and suspicion towards this mysterious blackfriar.

"You, Lin ......" Yin Zizhang said with difficulty, the pressure on the fifth floor was much more powerful than on the top of the stairs. His words were almost squeezed out between his teeth.

The man in black sighed lightly and said, "I know what you want to ask, but what is more important to you now is to hurry up and cultivate. ”

Yin Zizhang was silent, his gaze moved to the stairs leading to the sixth floor, as if he was hesitating whether to continue up.

"If you have to carry it, you should be able to enter the sixth floor, but you may not have what you need there. This Martial God Pagoda will have more opportunities for you to come up in the future, you don't need to be too hasty, and it will be more beneficial to you to cultivate and comprehend at this level. The man in black slowly stood up.

The five layers didn't seem to put too much pressure on him, although his movements were a little sluggish. But for the most part, I can move freely.

According to the information that Yin Zizhang got before, those who can enter the fifth layer are generally Yuan Infant Stage monks, this person is only a cultivator in the early stage of Yuan Infancy, but he can maintain such a "relaxed state" in the fifth layer. It should be completely fine to go up to the sixth layer, and it is not difficult to even hit the seventh layer.

Did he stay on this fifth floor because there was something special here, or was he waiting for himself on purpose? Yin Zizhang was a little confused for a while, but one thing this man in black was right, the most important thing for him now was to seize the time to cultivate and comprehend, and the time he could support on the fifth layer was very limited.

Yin Zizhang put aside the doubts in his heart, sat down cross-legged on the spot, kept his mind clear, and slowly mobilized the true yuan in his body to fight, and fought against the huge pressure in this stone tower.

If this man in black wants to deal with him, he is powerless to resist it, and if he comes, he will be safe.

On the square under the Martial God Tower, countless people watched the iron chess pieces engraved with Yin Zizhang's name rise all the way to the fifth floor, and the sound of exclamation resounded throughout the audience.

Since the Martial God Tower, it was almost unheard of a Jiedan monk being able to enter the fifth layer, and even if Yin Zizhang could only stay on the fifth floor for a while, he would definitely be the champion of this tower party.

The disciples of the three major sects also had to be convinced when they saw this scene, this Yin Zizhang's talent and strength were really against the sky, and he had completely departed from the category of normal geniuses.

In comparison, Di Chan Shang was less conspicuous when he entered the fourth floor.

Ji Yougu, Shi Yinglu, and Bao Fahu were all on the third layer, and they should have been able to go up to the fourth layer with all their might, but all three of them chose to stay on the third layer to meditate.

Just as the people in the square were amazed, suddenly an iron chess piece that had been parked on the second floor began to move up rapidly, and the name engraved on the chess piece was "Shitian", and the color of the chess piece should be a loose cultivation in the foundation building period.

Many people screamed with wide eyes, but what was even more shocking was that the target of this iron chess piece was not the third layer! In just a few breaths, he had already crossed the third floor and headed for the fourth!

Zhao Caizong was in charge of patrolling the square today, and when he saw this scene, he knew something was wrong, and instructed his disciples to report to His Majesty the Emperor of the Martial Kingdom who was sitting in the palace.

On the fifth floor of the Martial God Tower, the black-clothed monk, Lin Zhenjin, the second master of the Lin clan who was still in a coma, silently looked at Yin Zizhang who was meditating with his eyes closed, and his eyes revealed a deep love and relief.

This is the most precious treasure left to him by the woman he loves, and it is the greatest pride of his life.

For fear that his son would be in too much of a hurry, he entered the tower alone yesterday and waited for Yin Zizhang's arrival on the fifth floor. His son's qualifications and opportunities are even better than those of him back then, and he is only a twenty-five-year-old mid-stage monk who has even crossed the ladder to enter the fifth layer of the Martial God Tower! broke the record he set that year, and he really came out of the blue.

Originally, he wasn't sure if Yin Zizhang could really get this far, but he did, watching him stiffen his waist step by step and walk up the stairs to the fifth floor, Lin Zhenjin's excitement was better than everyone in this world. (To be continued)

(Zilang Literature)