"Zhou Rin of the Da Luo faction is just a grandiose charlatan! I was embarrassed to accept other people's pills and teach me the secret of passing. I don't think he'll do anything but show off his mouth. ”

It seems that Zhou Rin is destined to not be able to play happily with classmate Lu Chuxue.

In the crowd, Lu Chuxue's voice sounded in a strange way, looking very resentful of Zhou Rin, and finally sneered proudly: "I, Lu Chuxue, don't rely on his guidance, I can pass the test in the last day or two." Let's wait and see! When the time comes, I'll share my experience with you for free, okay? ”

"Cut!"

There was a burst of boos everywhere.

So far, Zhou Rin has successfully instructed eight people to pass the level, and the efficiency is very high. As Zhou Rin expected, during this period of time, others had already understood the trick of passing the test and grasped the key point by observing the battle and watching him guide others. After all, everyone here is not mediocre, and their understanding is quite high.

Lu Chuxue can realize that other people don't need to say that jumping out at this moment and pretending to be generous and selfless is simply a clown who jumps off the beam, and he is embarrassed.

In the past two days, Zhou Rin's state has also been restored to perfection, through instructing others, he has seen all kinds of exquisite martial arts, accumulated a lot of combat experience, and earned more than 120 pills.

Look at the timing, it's time to enter the tower.

Hearing Lu Chuxue's words, Zhou Rin was not angry, and looked at everyone: "Fellow Daoists, since they have all learned, it must not be difficult to pass the test, and they will no longer be ugly!" Farewell, Zhenwu Tower, we are destined to see you again! ”

With that, he strode forward and walked deeper into the hallway.

"Big brother, don't leave Miao Miao ......"

"You...... Why are you still here? ”

"Well, Miaomiao is waiting for you!"

"Isn't it okay to hang on me again?"

"Don't big brother like it? You can hold Miaomiao! ”

"Why are you being held? Are you a pet? ”

"Huh? This one...... Can Miao Miao really be a big brother's pet? Great, wonderful......"

“……”

Zhou Rin was speechless for a while, under the influence of the humanitarian spirit deeply engraved in the depths of his soul, he couldn't accept the matter of making a person a pet at all.

-- He always regarded Hu Miaomiao as a person.

"Hey, is there anything else to teach other than a one-hit kill?"

Just when Zhou Rin was speechless, another roar of a wild road came from behind him.

Zhou Rin didn't even need to look back, he knew that it was Tang Long, a barbarian from the rivers and lakes, who followed.

"Hey, don't go so fast, how about we go together?"

Tang Long saw that Zhou Rin not only did not wait for him, but instead accelerated his pace, seeing that he was about to enter the tower, he shouted and rushed forward quickly.

"What do you call the two of us? Do you really treat Miao Miao as a pet? Whew, can you have some normal teammates? ”

Zhou Rin exhaled helplessly, felt a thump on his shoulder, was hooked by a big hand, and Tang Long's laughter immediately sounded in his ears.

……

"Before I came, the master told me that all the teachings in the True Martial Pagoda are immortal martial arts, and within a year, you can learn a few random ones and build a solid martial foundation."

In a huge gray-black hall, Tang Long's voice sounded and reverberated like a muffled thunder.

"I won't tell you anything, I aspire to become a generation of sword immortals, martial arts is not my strength, I am just here to experience and lay the foundation."

Zhou Rin shook his head, but he didn't expect Tang Long's ambition to become a sword immortal, so he didn't answer, he only turned around and observed.

"What is the Immortal Martial Arts?"

Miaomiao, who was next to her, was curious, and asked in a childish and innocent tone.

"Immortal martial arts are peerless...... It's the Immortal Martial Arts Master! ”

Tang Long was also confused, couldn't explain, and finally said perfunctorily: "It's the same as the allusion of Wen Xian, the sword qi of the Sword Immortal." ”

Zhou Rin had quite an opinion on this, and explained in a deep voice: "Martial immortals are different from literary immortals and sword immortals, they don't rely on spells and sword qi, and they specialize in Xuangong. Immortal martial arts, also called tricks, with qi and blood urging, after cultivation, stored in the body, is a unique qi and blood energy, once launched, not ordinary martial arts moves can be compared, the power is amazing, wonderful. ”

"Yes, yes, that's it! Zhou Rin, you explained it so well. ”

Tang Long looked excited, he was very grateful to Zhou Rin for playing a round for him, and then said: "My master also said that the Immortal Martial Absolute Sect is divided into nine grades, and the True Martial Pagoda is the first, second, and third grade peerless studies that Emperor Wu learned in his life, and there are hundreds of them. However, there is only one combination in it, including a number of peerless studies from one product to three products, all of which are learned by hand, and cleared all the way to the top of the tower and get a ball of true martial blood. Tsk, if anyone gets that ball of qi and blood, slowly refine, directly refine the qi, and step into the realm of transformation! ”

Speaking of this, Tang Long's excited eyebrows danced, causing Zhou Rin and Hu Miaomiao to also be moved.

"It's a pity that the True Martial Pagoda appeared once in a hundred years, and it only existed for a year, and then it sank into the ground and disappeared. My master said that no one had been to the top of the tower for thousands of years! ”

Tang Long sighed for the last time, and looked weak again.

Zhou Rin frowned slightly, and asked curiously, "Did your master ever tell you what kind of mastery you must learn if you want to reach the top of the tower?" ”

Knowing what you need is equivalent to mastering the map. According to the map, it will naturally be much less difficult to reach the top of the tower.

"Ouch!"

Tang Longwei screamed, slapped his head, and stomped his feet: "I forgot to ask." ”

Zhou Rin simply obeyed this brute, can his brain be a little stiffer, and immediately sighed: "Then what are you waiting for, hurry back and ask!" ”

Tang Long looked embarrassed: "Master told me to see him in a year, I don't know where he is......"

"Hmph, it's impossible to take shortcuts!"

At this moment, a cold and arrogant voice of disdain sounded, and then a dashing man in white slowly walked out of a hole and sneered: "That ball of true martial arts and blood can be called a priceless treasure, who doesn't covet it?" It's a pity that only those who are devout in the way of immortal martial arts, recognized by the heroic spirit of the True Martial Emperor, and successfully pass the test can reach the top of the tower, otherwise, even if they know the path, it will be in vain. If not, wouldn't it be easy for the elders of any sect to come forward, so why do we need to work hard here? Don't be stupid and naïve. I will tell you that being opportunistic will only harm you! If you know the path beforehand and re-enter this tower, the chance of reaching the top is almost zero. ”

"Yan Lutian, you have been beaten like such a dog, and you are still so cold and hard when you speak. Looks like you've not been beaten badly enough! ”

Tang Long recognized the person and teased him openly.

Before entering the tower, Yan Lutian was so chic. However, at this moment, his nose is blue and his face is swollen with panda eyes, he walks with a limp, and he has to hold on to the wall, his waist is not straight, and he trembles, as if he will fall when the wind blows, his face is pale, his breath is weak, and he looks like a dying sick ghost.

But when it comes to talking, you have to pretend to be tough, which is really a typical example of not pretending to be forced to die.

"I see!"

Zhou Rin nodded, understanding what Yan Lutian meant, he didn't expect this person to be so seriously injured, and said incredibly: "How could this fellow Daoist be so seriously injured?" ”

Yan Lutian sat down on the ground in a dejected manner, slowly raised his head, and looked at Zhou Rin with a cold look, and after two seconds, he roared gloomily: "Don't ask me, you will hurt too!" ”