Fang Lang bypassed the list of the fifth layer, like bypassing a cluster of flowers, and the leaves did not touch his body.

Although the pressure was still there, Fang Lang was not unable to move forward, he walked with difficulty, as if he was filled with lead all over his body.

Go over the fifth floor and step onto the sixth floor.

At the moment when Fang Lang stepped on the sixth floor, a majestic aura burst out from the base of the tower made of the best spirit stones on the top of the tower, like a beam of light hitting Fang Lang's body, spreading into his limbs and bones, and rushing into his dantian cyclone!

This aura is extremely pure and easy to absorb!

Within the dantian cyclone, a lot of spiritual energy began to transform into sword qi, and Fang Lang had just broken through into a sword master's cultivation, and began to stabilize, and slowly climbed!

[Current aura absorption: 1200 (lower grade spirit crystal)]

Fang Lang stood in the stairwell leading from the fifth floor to the sixth floor, his eyes shrinking slightly.

Take a deep breath!

Boy!

This wave of aura is nearly 400 low-grade spirit crystals!

It's so cool that it flies!

It's no wonder that so many geniuses have to leave their names on the higher floors, and how much aura they have to get by brushing down each floor!

Fang Lang suddenly had motivation.

With the stimulus of belief and the stimulus of materialism, what qualifications does he have not to work hard to climb up?!

Boom!

The moment he stepped on the sixth floor, Fang Lang seemed to be one step closer to the majestic phantom sitting on the dragon chair, and in the next moment, there was a majestic coercion, smashing down from above the phantom.

Fang Lang only felt that his waist was heavily suppressed, and his upright spine seemed to be about to be crushed!

However, the aura that Fang Lang had just absorbed was at this moment, as if it was boiling in his body, and it was quickly absorbed by flesh and blood, and the speed at which the dantian aura was transformed into sword qi was getting faster and faster!

Fang Lang's cultivation realm is heading towards the second stage sword master!

This made Fang Lang overjoyed.

This can save a lot of penance, perhaps, before the start of the scientific expedition, you can catch up with the cultivation of many geniuses!

As for catching up with Lao Jiang, Fang Lang didn't dare to think about it.

Eighth-stage sword master, it's too difficult.

On the sixth layer, Fang Lang was soaked in sweat, and his pace became very slow, and sometimes, it would take a quarter of an hour to raise his feet and take a step.

However, Fang Lang calmed down, he couldn't be in a hurry, he might be bounced away if he was in a hurry.

Spiritual thoughts are running at high load.

Fang Lang gritted his teeth, maintaining the state of three bonds, Jiang Linglong, Ni Wen, and Liu Bubai's phantoms were all presented, by his side, accompanying him to move forward!

At this moment, the root bones of the switch were frantically pulling the aura, and Fang Lang's spiritual thoughts and physical body were quietly transforming while carrying the coercion brought by the emperor's wisp of spiritual thoughts!

The phantom is high above, sitting on the gold-veined dragon chair, his eyes are like stars in the sky, huge, overlooking the difficult progress below, like a square wave over one high mountain after another.

Faintly, the look in these eyes seemed to fluctuate slightly.

……

……

Outside the Yunling Tower.

The two officials of the Ministry of Rites looked at Fang Lang, who had stepped into the sixth floor, with a strange expression on their faces.

Especially the official who repeatedly bet that Fang Lang would not be able to reach the sixth layer, his face was even more embarrassed.

Wen Jiaoxi and Dean Cui were smiling, at least, Fang Lang didn't embarrass Luojiang Academy too much.

The official took a deep breath: "This kid ...... Earn over! ”

"Pulling out His Majesty's spiritual thoughts, and carrying His Majesty's spiritual thoughts to the sixth layer, the spiritual energy rewards he received in the fifth layer are probably very rich! It is the highest quality aura reward of the Yunling Pagoda, that kind of aura has been purified through multiple magic array processes, without impurities and side effects, and can accelerate the process of transforming spiritual qi into sword qi, which is a real chance! ”

The smiles of Wen Jiaoxi and Dean Cui were even worse.

Although it is not them who are wool, but when they see their students collecting wool, their hearts are still the same!

The two officials of the Ministry of Rites looked slightly ugly.

Mainly...... Fang Lang sucked too much!

The spirit crystals in the Yunling Pagoda are all provided by the Ministry of Rites, but the spirit crystals given by the Ministry of Rites have indicators, and if they exceed the part, they may have to pay for them, which makes them feel a little distressed.

And Fang Lang continued to move forward, is this planning to rush to the seventh floor?!

"Impossible, he can't do it!"

The official of the Ministry of Rites, who had bet to be slapped in the face, clenched his fists and muttered in a low voice.

Wen Jiaoxi poked his head and said, "Do you want to ...... Bet? ”

The official's face froze.

Snorted coldly, turned his head away, and ignored it.

Bet a fart bet!

He didn't know what to bet on, he secretly bet in his heart!

Anyway, he didn't believe that Fang Lang could go up to the seventh floor!

Time is like sand between your fingers, passing imperceptibly, day and night turning.

In the blink of an eye, the two-day period was coming to an end.

On the sixth floor, Fang Lang was still moving at a turtle speed, and after taking a few steps, he stopped as if he was contemplating.

And just like this, unconsciously, on the evening of the second day, the sun was setting in the west, the colorful glow was all over the sky, and the waves were actually rubbing and rubbing, and slowly grinded to the sixth layer of the name.

The official of the Ministry of Rites, who made a silent bet in his heart, suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

……

……

Yunling Pagoda, sixth floor.

Fang Lang stood at the entrance of the corridor from the sixth floor to the seventh floor, staring at the deep staircase leading to the seventh floor, and then glanced at the sixth floor.

On the six-tier list, there are dozens of names on it.

Fang Lang was amazed in his heart, he deeply knew how hard it was to carry a wisp of the emperor's spiritual thought to come here!

If it weren't for the fact that Fang Lang continued to open the state of three bonds, Fang Lang wouldn't even be able to go up to the sixth floor at all.

However, there are so many geniuses who leave their names on the sixth floor!

How can they be so great!

Fang Lang glanced at it.

"Nanyuan Academy, Luo Qiuqiu, so far left a name~^0^~"

"Donglu Academy, Lin Yun, leave a name."

"Beijiang Academy, Song Qingyun, has left a name so far."

……

Fang Lang couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, he didn't expect that with this sweep, he would actually see a familiar name.

Lin Yun, who was already cold, and Song Qingyun, the neighbor who asked Jian Dabi before.

It turns out that they are all so wicked?!

Fang Lang suddenly felt that he was not a genius enough, so he was out of place with them!

Originally, he planned to leave his name on the list on the sixth floor, but now it looks like Lin Yun, who was stabbed to death by him, is also here to leave his name.

Fang Lang immediately dispelled his thoughts.

"No, it's unlucky to leave your name on the sixth layer and hang it with Lin Yun's name! Go to the seventh floor! Be sure to go to the 7th floor! ”

The obsession that emerged inexplicably made Fang Lang grit his teeth and head towards the seventh floor!

The spiritual thoughts were almost crushed, and the skin on the whole body was blood-red!

Boom!

The soles of the feet trembled, and they fell with difficulty, splashing sweat stains and flying.

Fang Lang finally stepped on the seventh floor, and in an instant, the majestic aura benefits came again, and Fang Lang only felt that the whole person seemed to be sublimated.

Rumble!

Another large stream of aura was incorporated, and the cyclone of Fang Lang Dantian intensified, and within the cyclone, about a percent of the aura completely turned into sword qi!

Second Rank Sword Master!

Not only that, Fang Lang even felt that his body was trembling, and every cell was roaring!

The physical body is about to break through the martial arts!

With the breakthrough of cultivation, Fang Lang felt that the oppression brought by the emperor's phantom had become weaker again, but the weakness was not obvious.

But this was enough for Fang Lang to rush out a few steps on the seventh layer.

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Luojiang Academy, martial arts arena.

There was a dead silence, and the sunset was like fire, burning with loneliness.

The two officials of the Ministry of Rites were short of breath and silent, especially the official who was studded in his heart, who had already secretly sworn that from now on, he would really quit gambling.

Suddenly, another official's eyes fluctuated slightly: "When the time is two days, we should let these students out of the tower." ”

The gambling-loving official of the Ministry of Rites had his eyes lit up.

"I'll go!"

He shouted happily.

Subsequently, place a bet on the crazy stud in your heart.

Although he admits that Fang Lang is really good!

But he still bets that Fang Lang will not be able to leave his name on the seventh floor!

He didn't believe it yet!

This time, how can he lose?!

Because, there is no time for Fang Lang to grind slowly!

Wen Jiaoxi and Dean Cui looked at Fang Lang, who was on the seventh floor, only a few steps away from the seventh floor's list, and their faces were full of regret.

It's a pity.

The officials of the Ministry of Rites pinched the talismans in their hands, and their official robes fluttered, and they stepped out and floated towards the entrance of the Yunling Pagoda.

He stretched out his hand eagerly, and was about to push open the tower door.

However, at the moment when his finger just touched the tower gate.

Inside the Soul Tower.

Suddenly, there was a majestic and unparalleled, as if the sound of the Nine Heavens smashing down came out, exploding in his ears.

"Stand down!"

This gambling-loving official of the Ministry of Rites was stunned!

Burst!

Blood spurted from his nostrils, and he took several steps back in a row, panicking, folded his hands on his forehead, and knelt on the ground.

The voices are trembling:

"Wechen...... Compliance. ”

……

……

Fang Lang felt a little dizzy in front of him, the top of the mountain was in front of him, he lifted his lead-filled legs with difficulty, and moved with difficulty, to cross this peak and enjoy the scenery that he had never seen before.

I don't know how long it took, but countless sweats soaked his green shirt.

With trembling hands, he grasped the ink-soaked brush next to the seventh layer of the list.

As if he raised his hand, he plucked the stars in the sky.

The pen fell into a storm.

Fang Lang, come here.

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Inside the Soul Tower.

Fourth floor.

Liu Bubai, Ni Wen, and several genius students in the top ten of the Luojiang Academy's gold list did not continue to practice, they gathered together, looking at the entrance of the fifth floor, their faces were extremely strange.

"How long?"

Liu Bubai said: "It's been two days. ”

"Why hasn't the prodigal son been filmed yet?"

That's right, he Liu Bubai was slapped down by a sword with the spirit of Chao Xiaojian.

"Could it be...... Is he still going upstairs? ”

Ni Wen bit her lip and said.

But that's been too long, isn't it? Suffering from the oppression of the spiritual thoughts of such existence, Fang Lang did not rest for two consecutive days...... Will it collapse?

Ni Wen didn't understand why Fang Lang was more persistent than her, a civilian genius.

In the distance, several genius students squinted and said, "It's been two days, which floor has Fang Lang climbed to?" ”

One even said sourly: "Maybe he deliberately leaned on the fifth floor and didn't want to come down." ”

"It's a pity that the shameless Lai is useless for a long time, and he can't be on the list, but he can't get any rewards."

"If you stay too long, it will only add to the joke."

However, just as the words of this person fell.

The entire Yunling Pagoda trembled slightly, and suddenly, there was an incomparably majestic voice that began to spread down from the top of the tower.

It is like a morning bell at dusk, announcing to the whole world.

"In the 276th year of the Tang Dynasty, Fang Lang of Luojiang Academy, carrying Tianwei left his name on the seventh floor, and came here for a visit."

"Two hundred years, two people."

"This move, congratulations."

The voice was mighty and brilliant, spreading throughout the entire martial arts arena, the academy, and even the ...... Luojiang City!

Instantly.

Inside the tower, outside the tower.

The people were silent.

Heaven and earth are dead.

Only the sky is full of colorful clouds in silence, and the clouds are rolling.

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