Chapter Twenty-Three: Connecting the Five Floors
Chihiro phantom body to the gate, into the tower, a large space, just empty, only the ground flashed two huge circular patterns, one of the light flashed someone suddenly walked out, the other, people stood on it, the light flashed and disappeared in an instant, I think it must be the entrance and exit of the tower, but this kind of magical entrance, really shocked him.
"Senior brother, is this the entrance to the Pagoda?" he asked modestly as he stopped one of the disciples who had just entered, pointed to one of the circular patterns.
"That's right! this is the entrance to the tower, it looks like you're new here!" the disciple asked enthusiastically.
"Yes, I just entered the Holy House today. He smiled.
"Tut-tut, it seems that the threshold for the Holy Academy to recruit disciples is getting lower and lower, a height like yours is obviously cultivated since childhood, and you can't be admitted to the Holy Academy for life, since even you can enter the Holy Academy, it really lowers our status. The disciple was enthusiastic at first, but as he spoke, he began to mock.
It was a kind Qianxun illusion, and when she heard this, her face couldn't help but become ugly, but she didn't say anything evil, just walked towards the entrance, and secretly swore in her heart: "You must cultivate your physical body to the innate level, and at that time, your physical body will be reshaped, and you will definitely get rid of this flaw of lack of height." ”
On the circular pattern, a strong golden light flashed, and his body had disappeared.
Chihiro hallucinated that there was a brief amnesia in the brain, and when he saw the surroundings clearly, he had already changed the scene, and the surroundings were pitch black, only the ground was a complex rune flickering, covering a wide area, probably no less than a radius of a thousand meters, and there were many disciples sitting on it.
This is not the most important thing, because he suddenly found that his body was like carrying a thousand pounds of boulder, and he was subjected to a lot of oppression, although it was nothing to him, but he could feel it really.
"This is the first floor of the Force Tower, it's amazing. He muttered to himself, his eyes brightening.
"But the first layer is of no use to me, see if I can get into the second layer. ”
After thinking about it, he began to walk towards the middle, and many people looked at him along the way, all of them with surprised eyes.
It wasn't until he saw a disciple lying on the ground in a big figure that he stopped and asked curiously, "This senior brother, are you...... Are you tired?"
"No...... No, I ...... I'm here...... Practice. The disciple spoke with difficulty.
"Cultivating, can you cultivate while lying down?" Chihiro was surprised.
"I ...... I am...... Just cultivated...... Flesh...... Still...... Not yet...... Adapt. After saying that, the disciple was sweating profusely, his face was red and his neck was thick, as if he had been choked by someone.
"Hey, then you can use your true qi to resist this gravity first, and then slowly use your body to adapt and cultivate!" Chihiro shook his head and sighed, secretly scolding the other party for being stupid in his heart.
It's just that the other party looked at him like an idiot, which made him puzzled.
And the other party's face seemed to be about to turn purple, and his eyes were about to pop out, obviously he didn't have the strength to answer his words again, so he had no choice but to move on.
Soon he found the entrance in the middle, and with a flash of light, his body disappeared into thin air again.
The moment he disappeared, some of the disciples began to comment.
"Which hall is this disciple, and the physical body seems to be very powerful?"
"I haven't seen it before, it's just that I'm too short, and I guess I have self-harmed myself at a young age. ”
“............”
The moment Chihiro Phantom appeared on the second floor, his body sank downward, and an even stronger sense of oppression struck in an instant, compared with the first floor, the pressure was at least doubled, but it was still not affected by him, and in the surprised eyes of the other disciples, he began to slowly walk towards the third layer.
When he reached the third layer, the pressure increased sharply again, and at the moment of arrival, his legs couldn't help but bend slightly, and Chihiro had to admit that this third layer had put pressure on him, but ...... It's not enough.
The people on the third layer were obviously much less than those on the first two layers, and when these disciples saw him strolling around, their faces not only showed surprise, but also showed a little admiration.
But none of this has anything to do with him, his target at the moment is the fourth layer, standing on the circular pattern, the golden light flashes, and the body disappears again.
"Does anyone know who this person is?" a disciple on the third floor smacked his lips and couldn't help but say with envy.
"I don't know, I haven't seen such a short disciple in the Holy Courtyard at the moment, so it seems that he should have started cultivating at a young age. ”
"What? Such a disciple will also be accepted by the Holy Academy?"
"Maybe there is something special about him, at least his physical body is very strong. ”
“............”
The moment the body appeared on the fourth layer, Chihiro's face suddenly changed, and the exercises ran involuntarily, and the golden light flashed all over his body to resist the terrifying gravity of that moment.
After adapting to it for a while, he stopped the operation of the exercises, slowly felt the oppression brought by this layer, and walked without the ease and naturalness before, and the pace couldn't help but be a little jerky, but it still didn't achieve the result he wanted, and he pondered slightly in his heart, and made up his mind to continue walking to the next layer.
At this moment, there were only a few disciples on the fourth layer, all of whom were in the top 100 masters of the day after tomorrow list, and when they saw him strolling over, they were no longer respectful and surprised, but shocked.
"Who is this man? What a powerful body. Someone couldn't help but say.
"I've never seen or heard of a disciple of such height.
"It's estimated that it's compared to the two perverts on the fifth floor. ”
“............”
After the changes of the fourth layer, he was obviously a little smarter, and at the moment of his arrival, he ran the supreme golden body technique, and his whole body was shining with golden light, but it still made his legs bend down halfway.
He slowly straightened up with all his might, but found that it was difficult to walk, and it was not an exaggeration to say that he was moving.
"How is it possible!" He was shocked in his heart, this is the fifth layer of the tower, how can there be such a strong pressure, you must know that his physical body has the strength of the sixth layer of the day after tomorrow, and the corresponding should be the sixth layer.
"Huh, can you still stand up?" and just as he was stunned, a voice caught his attention.
Not far from the exit, there was a fat disciple in a black robe with a bloated figure, sitting cross-legged on the ground, looking at him curiously with small sesame mung bean eyes.
The other party is curious, he is even more curious, such a fat body can also ...... Physical Cultivation?
The fat disciple seemed to understand his eyes, and his face instantly became depressed.
"Hey, I said, boy, you look like a sweet potato, what right do you have to look at me like that. ”
"Uh......" Chihiro was speechless for a moment.
"How did you cultivate your kid's physical body, how did I see you before?" the fat disciple asked again.
"I remember the first time I entered the fifth floor, I came in directly on my knees, and I had to climb to move if I wanted to move a position. ”
"I'm good, the one next to me, I came in and lay on the ground directly, and it was three days at a time. "The fat disciple seemed to be talking to himself, and he didn't give him a chance to speak at all.
Chihiro's mind darkened, and she secretly wondered in her heart, this thing won't have been silent for a few years, and when she talks about it, it's endless.
He looked at the fat disciple not far away, and there was a disciple in a cyan robe, who was handsome and extraordinary, sitting cross-legged on the ground, closing his eyes and cultivating, it was really a fifth layer Except for him, there were only these two people.
He was suddenly curious, how many people are there in this sixth layer?