readx;? This eighth layer turned out to be to let himself be in the fire, and to catch this fire bead that was faster than the golden gall of the seventh layer just now. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The more Dongfang Yu ran, the more shocked he became, the speed of this fire bead chasing light and lightning, for the first time, made his mandrill steps feel powerless.

What can I do about this? The mountain mandrill step has been promoted to the god level by the Wish Monkey God, and he has also practiced to the Great Perfection, if his realm is not improved, there is no way to speed up again. But he doesn't have the idea of advancing to a first-grade martial artist yet, and he hasn't even learned how to communicate with the Big Dipper.

"Monkey Old, Monkey Old," Dongfang Yu asked the Monkey God for help: "What do you think this fire bead is?"

"This is a higher-grade solidified divine soul power," the monkey god came up with an idea excitedly, "or you just wait, I'll devour these one hundred and eight beads, and then I'll start repairing myself." When I repaired it and had the ability to attack, I caught it for you. ”

When Dongfang Yu heard this, he immediately sat cross-legged. To be honest, whether it is breaking into the pagoda or having a secret treasure, nothing makes it more important to restore the wish monkey god. If this old guy can regain his former demeanor, then his path of cultivation is equivalent to having a super protector.

Dongfang Yu sat for three days.

......

In the square where the pagoda is located, since Dongfang Yu successfully ascended to the eighth floor, it has already become a sea of joy.

People burst into tears and beat their chests, and they finally saw hope for a way out of the sea of suffering. Some people hummed the folk songs of their hometown, some even started to cut their hair and shave, and some walked aimlessly around the square like children, muttering to themselves. 潶し言し格 Intoxicated Chapter has been uploaded

However, there is a common movement among all of them, they will raise their heads from time to time to look at the pagoda that has tormented them for too long.

When Dongfang Yu stopped on the eighth floor, in the past three days, the square became quieter and quieter day by day, and gradually he could no longer hear the homesick song.

......

On the fourth day, Dongfang Yu, who was meditating, suddenly felt the Mud Pill Palace tremble violently, worried about the safety of the monkey god, and his divine consciousness immediately returned to the sea of knowledge.

Among the magnificent crystal skeletons, the light was much dimmer than usual. Dongfang Yu shouted excitedly: "Monkey God, Monkey Lao, how is it?

After being speechless for a long time, Dongfang Yu's heart began to pinch up, he couldn't see anything when he looked up, and when he looked down again, the golden sand became extremely dry, and he didn't have the original feeling like being soaked in oil.

Dongfang Yu was stupid, and suddenly felt some pain in his heart. Maybe everyone has had that feeling, a kind of "one jump, one jump", a heart-wrenching pain. His eyes were unconsciously a little damp, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Old monkey, old man, you speak first." ”

"Sorry, don't worry......"

An extremely weak voice came, but it made Dongfang Yu feel like listening to Lunyin's wonderful sound, and his tense heart finally relaxed, and he said in a loud voice: "It's okay, it's okay, don't be afraid of failure, it's good that you don't die." ”

This excitement forgot to choose the words, but the true feelings were overflowing, so that the monkey god was also extremely moved, and he said: "I can't say that I failed, it's just that I underestimated my injuries too much, and the accumulated power of the divine soul is still far from enough." Thankfully, I stopped the repair in time, leaving the last bit of recovery capital, you see......"

In the middle of the golden sand, there was suddenly a little shiny, and it was only the size of half a copper coin.

Dongfang Yu sighed, how much is it, how much is the power of the divine soul, there is only this point left, and the injury is not all healed. However, it is a blessing in misfortune that there is no complete "parking". Dongfang Yu comforted the monkey god a few more words, and then withdrew his divine sense.

After pondering and meditating for a long time, Dongfang Yu took out the twelve small transfer charms that he had purchased before entering the wind and thunder fury, and at that time he bought a dozen attack charms and small transfer charms, and the attack charms had been used up, and only they were left.

I thought to myself, whether you can catch this fire bead or not is up to you.

Dongfang Yu's eyes showed a determined gaze, and his divine sense scattered out, drawing an afterimage, and blasting forward. During the run, whenever he caught the traces of the fire beads, he did not hesitate to sacrifice a small transfer charm, which can teleport people by a thousand meters, which is enough in this tower.

It was another three days, and when Dongfang Yu sacrificed the last small transfer talisman, a miracle happened, and a red and extremely bright and deep fire bead was held in his hand.

That unparalleled sense of accomplishment made him look up to the sky and laugh.

While walking towards the last layer of stairs, Dongfang Yu asked uneasily: "Monkey God, with your current physical strength, can you deal with this bead?"

The monkey god's beautiful mechanical voice trembled excitedly, "No problem, of course I have the final say on my territory." It's so lucky to follow you, you saved me again. ”

"Haha!" Dongfang Yu was extremely happy.

As Dongfang Yu stepped onto the ninth floor, the entire yellow agate-like nine-story pagoda suddenly radiated a thousand feet of light, and for a long time, the square was completely ignited, and more than one hundred and fifty martial artists and martial artists sang in chorus like crazy.

Dongfang Yu naturally didn't know this, when he actually ascended to the ninth layer, it was completely different from the inherent assumptions in his mind, and there seemed to be no test here.

As when he first entered the tower, a scroll formed by a light curtain opened and hung at his level, still with a poem on it:

Step by step is not difficult,

Nine layers of clouds outside the appendix.

Suddenly laughing for a long time,

Infinite amazement to raise your eyes.

Seeing the end, Dongfang Yu naturally looked up, only to see an old man in brocade with a childish face behind his back and looking at him with a smile.

Dongfang Yu hurriedly saluted and reported to his family again: "Ten Thousand Souls Immortal Sect, Dongfang Yu, a disciple of the outer sect of the nest bed cliff, greets his seniors. ”

The old man seemed to smile with relief and said, "Apprentice." ”

Dongfang Yu was stunned, did he have to accept himself as an apprentice?

I only heard the old immortal continue: "Since I accepted you as an apprentice, I naturally want to introduce you to the teacher first." ”

Dongfang Yu listened attentively.

"As a teacher, he is only ninety-five years old, and he is a ninth-level Soul Soul Master of the Skybreaking Realm, plus a sixth-grade martial artist. ”

Dongfang Yu set off a monstrous wave in his heart, the martial arts cultivation was almost a grade of sanctification, and the soul master had cultivated to the ninth level of the supreme, he was less than a hundred years old, a peerless genius!

"As a teacher, I always believe that I am the most capable of fighting in the soul master. Hehe. ”

Dongfang Yu thought to himself, soul martial arts double cultivation, it is not easy to become a supreme soul master, how many of them can have such a high martial arts cultivation?

Seeing Dongfang Yu nodding his head naturally, the old man looked very happy, and said endlessly: "Actually, the highest achievement of being a teacher is neither a soul master nor a martial artist. I thought that my level of poetry was the first in that life, and they even gave me a nickname, Jade Oil. ”

Dongfang Yu twitched fiercely in his heart, obviously he is a monk genius, if he doesn't want to squeeze into the literati pile, just with your nickname, the level of writing poetry will stay at "dare to write" at most.

Yu Linglong obviously didn't notice Dongfang Yu's little muttering, and continued to say stinkingly: "Since I only have two hobbies in my life, one is to like to fight poetry with my master, and the other is to like to compete with martial artists. Therefore, everyone gave me eight big characters in awe, a kitchen knife in my left hand, and a divorce in my right hand. ”