Chapter 45: The Nether Tower

At the same time, the people in the Qiongzhu Peak Square also gradually decreased with their own departures and stays, Wang Nuocen glanced at the colorful portal, and there was a trace of imperceptible disdain in the depths of his eyes, and then as if he remembered something, he walked in unhurriedly.

When Chu Lin stepped out of the portal, the scene in front of him had been turned upside down, not the Qiongzhu Peak with dark willows and flowers, but the Great Barren Mountain with ice and snow.

Chu Lin was shivering from the freezing wind and snow, at this time, he was completely the same physique as ordinary people, and there was no trace of Yuan Qi energy on his body.

"What's going on, I can't remember anything at all, why I'm here. The more Chu Lin thought about it, the more his head hurt, but he couldn't remember the cause and effect of this matter anyway.

Night was about to fall, as if someone was summoning, Chu Lin walked slowly towards the mountain with a foot deep and a shallow foot of snow, forgetting the time and his identity.

The barren mountain is very large, it took half an hour to reach the halfway point of the mountain, Chu Lin looked up, and saw that at the top of the mountain, two towering strange towers were built facing each other, with a distance of nearly 100 meters, one flashed with a purple glow, and the other emitted a dark red halo, which looked very strange in the night.

While Chu Lin felt the danger, he was instigated by an inexplicable impulse to move forward, and the mysterious sense of unknown and strong desire for knowledge always prevailed.

Closer, closer, Chu Lin walked to the tower that was shining with red light, and looked up, this tower was made of dark iron, pitch black and reflected the ghostly light, there was no orb on the top of the tower, only a weapon made of dark iron. There is no snow or ice in the vicinity of the tower, as if it has nothing to do with the harsh environment.

Chu Lin walked towards the entrance of the tower, and as soon as he stepped into the area where there was no snow, he felt that something had been withdrawn from his body, which could be said to be minimal, Chu Lin didn't care too much, and went directly to the first floor.

A Rakshasa statue was placed in the center of the first floor, with ghostly eyes, yaksha-like fangs, hideous faces, and lifelike six arms, if Chu Lin's memory was still there, he would definitely recognize that this was the Rakshasa who had been destroyed by the necklace on his chest in the bungalow area.

"Oh, the workmanship is very exquisite. The wisdom of the ancients is not to be underestimated." Chu Lin thought to himself and went up to the second floor, but to his disappointment, there was nothing on the second floor, only a bare window. Looking out the window, you can see the purple light tower on the opposite side standing still in the wind and snow.

Chu Lin then went up to the third, fourth, fifth, sixth, seventh, and eighth floors, and there was still nothing.

"Although there is nothing in this tower, I don't know why it has a weird feeling. Also, why I'm here, and why I feel like I've lost some of my important memories." Chu Lin thought about these doubts in his heart and walked to the top floor step by step.

Chu Lin, who had all the memories related to cultivation had been extracted, came to the top of the nine-story tower, and unlike the other floors, there was actually an ancient desk and an ancient lamp here, and by the moonlight, he could clearly see that the wick of the lamp had already been damaged, and the word "death" was clearly written on the table.

"It's a little interesting, do you scare me?" Chu Lin didn't think too much about it, he sat down calmly, looking at the word "death" on the table and the broken ancient lamp, trying to find some clues from it.

After half a ring, Chu Lin suddenly had an idea when he didn't find anything.

"If there's no answer here, it's on the opposite tower." Chu Lin thought to himself, stood up and looked at the other side.

Towers of the same height and the same type of building stand on the opposite side, and there is no difference from the outside, only by the bright colors to distinguish each other, and the top of the tower has three words written on a plaque "Netherworld Tower".

Chu Lin quickly got down the tower, but no matter how he walked down, he couldn't get to the first floor, and when he looked into the tower, the table and an ancient lamp were still vivid.

"Damn, are you really going to die here?" Chu Lin couldn't help but complain in his heart, panting and sitting on the dilapidated steps, breathing heavily.

"Wait, nine is full, but it is a fly in the ointment, ninety-nine is one, ninety-nine is true, I understand" Chu Lin had an idea, and immediately moved again like a chicken blood.

I went down the ninth floor as fast as I could, and when I glanced at the tower, it was still a table and an ancient lamp.

A confident smile appeared at the corner of Chu Lin's mouth, and then he quickly walked up another level. He looked at the tower with confidence, and to his disappointment, the scenery remained unchanged, and the table and ancient lamps were still standing there.

Chu Lin came to the table again and sat down, looking at the word "death" that had not changed at all. Drawing words through the moonlight void, his head was running rapidly.

Halfway through writing, he suddenly stopped, looked at the index finger of the writing, and suddenly laughed.

"That's right, there are 6 dead words, the so-called 'death', take a step back and it's 'life', try again." Chu Lin slapped his thigh and rushed down quickly.

First went down to the ninth floor, and then went up to the sixth floor, and glanced at the tower, the scene still did not change, but Chu Lin was not annoyed, because there was still the most important "one" that he had not tried.

"Ninety-nine to one, survive with the flow, I guess it's down". Thinking of this, Chu Lin walked down one level again on the basis of the lower nine floors and the upper six floors.

The tower was empty, the snow outside the window was still there, and the Purple Light Tower was still peacefully "standing" outside the window, Chu Lin smiled, because judging from the height, he knew that he was on the right track.

In the same way, he went down to the bottom layer by layer, and looked at the lifelike rakshasa, Chu Lin walked out and walked towards the Netherworld Tower opposite in the face of the wind and snow.

Chu Lin still has an understanding of his walking speed, and he has walked for about 5 minutes, but the distance of 100 meters is still unchanged, and the Purple Light Pagoda is still not far away, and then he looks back at the Red Light Pagoda behind him, which is already farther away from his original.

"No, if you go like this, you will definitely die here because you get lost, these two towers are really weirdly tight, and it would be a mystery if you could get out." Chu Lin quickly ran in the opposite direction, and to his relief, as his pace accelerated, the Red Light Tower was already close at hand.

Stepping into the snow-free range, the feeling that something in his body seemed to be withdrawn came over again, but after this "withdrawal", Chu Lin obviously felt that his mental state had become a little sluggish.

"Do you get a little bit out of your soul once you enter, it looks like I'm going to hold on." Looking at the Purple Light Netherworld Pagoda opposite, Chu Lin sighed lightly.