There was no sadness in Sang Zhirou's eyes, and there was no sadness on her face. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Not because of ruthlessness.

It's because of the nearly twenty years that she has become accustomed to this kind of sadness of watching the Spirit Worm she cultivated go from the most glorious moment of her life to death.

Habit is enough to make a cowardly person strong, even if there is a little numbness in such strength, it is still a kind of quiet strength.

Therefore, even though most of the Spirit Worms she released had been killed and injured, Sang Zhirou's expression did not change too significantly.

Since there is no way to change the number of life and death, then she can only passively accept it, and within the scope of the rules, let the lives of these spirit insects reach the maximum value that can be had, which is the only thing Sang Zhirou can do.

Some people say that insects have insect language, two different species, and they can't have any direct communication, but because of the perennial contact with these spirit insects, Sang Zhirou still has some subtle connections with them.

Although this connection does not mean that the thoughts between Sang Zhirou and Lingyan Worm can be completely interconnected, at least it can make her feel some of the thoughts of these tiny beings.

Just when dozens of Spirit Worms had to die due to exhaustion, Sang Zhirou heard the sound they made in the last moments of their lives.

The voice was faint, but it was clear to her.

It's like a sigh for the inability to change fate, and it's like a joy that realizes self-worth in a short life.

The smallness of the body represents the fragility of life, but it never represents the insignificance of thought.

Even the subtle insects, which are difficult to detect with the naked eye, have an incomparably vast world of thought, never as simple as most people think, and even in some ways, they are not inferior to humans.

Therefore, although Sang Zhirou heard these voices, she couldn't read the exact meaning that the Lingyan Worm was trying to convey for a while.

But one thing she was sure of was that they didn't hate her, and they were still dependent on her until the very end of their lives.

That's enough.

Because nothing comforts her more than that.

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Sang Zhirou took a deep breath of air, put the remaining spirit insects into the spirit ring, and slowly closed her eyes, when she opened her eyes again, her gaze was already the same as the people around her, locking the long figure hidden in the void.

She couldn't see the man's face clearly, and even if she used her soul power to investigate, it would be useless.

Sang Zhirou was not surprised, because she knew very well that it was rare to be able to have an image that had not dissipated between heaven and earth under the corrosion of the long years.

Therefore, she didn't hate this spirit shadow that appeared at the cost of sacrificing dozens of spirit worms, but was full of respect for him.

This respect has nothing to do with the realm of cultivation, but only out of a kind of respect for life.

Sang Zhirou's gaze was very religious, like a seeker looking for answers waiting to solve her doubts, and as a person who used the spirit worm to communicate with the remnants of the spiritual consciousness on the stone gate, she was naturally the first to enter the sight of this spiritual shadow.

As if she was also aware of the gaze thrown by the spirit shadow, Sang Zhirou's face gradually became solemn, and she asked the spirit shadow in the void: "I wonder if the seniors can give us some guidance?"

Hearing Sang Zhirou's question, Lingying's gaze did not continue to stay on her, but swept like a wind, and everyone present roughly browsed it.

After doing this, the spirit shadow said unhurriedly: "Since I have left this spiritual sense attached to the stone gate, I will naturally not let you juniors enter without a law. ”

Although it has been corroded by the long years, the voice coming from the spirit shadow is not old and hoarse, but it is as energetic and infectious as a person in the prime of life.

And his words were indeed very effective, as soon as they spread, they made the hearts of everyone present feel calm, and even more so, their faces were already showing joy, as if the treasures on the upper layers were close to them, and they could touch them as long as they reached out a little bit of palm.

"Please tell me in detail. It was no longer Sang Zhirou who spoke, but Xiahou Thorn who was standing side by side with Yang Qianfan.

Lingying glanced at him, and then said: "These five stone gates correspond to the fourth, fifth, sixth, seventh, and eighth layers of the giant tower from left to right, and they are clearly layered, although they have a special connection with each other, but there is no space passage, so you can only enter one of the floors at most, and after getting the treasure, you must immediately turn back, and there is no possibility of leading to other floors." ”

"What?"

As soon as Lingying said this, the expressions of the Demon Sect disciples who were still happy before suddenly froze, originally they planned to search through the fourth to eighth layers one by one, and select the most suitable treasures from them, but if they could only enter one of the layers, although they also had the opportunity to get the treasures, the range of choices they could choose would be greatly reduced.

This is certainly not something to be happy about.

It's just that the matter has come to this point, but it is still not over, and I saw that the spirit shadow smiled slightly, and spoke again, and its voice pierced the void and entered the hearts of everyone, if the music did not disperse for a long time.

"Not only can you only enter one of the floors, but you don't have the opportunity to choose which floor to enter, after all, you are only an outsider thousands of years later, and I am a person who has long since passed away, and this tower should also be called a monument. Monuments have their own rules, you want to enter which floor, you will go to any stone gate by yourself, gather the spiritual power in the palm of your hand, press lightly on the stone door, it will automatically determine which layer you have to enter. ”

As soon as this remark was raised, it immediately caused an uproar and made everyone's faces change again.

"We can't choose which floor to go to, and we have to choose these stone gates to choose us? What kind of rule is this?"

The Spirit Shadow was still smiling, and although his smile was unrecognizable because of his concealment in the void, his laughter echoed in the air.

There were no heart-palpitating changes around, but the body of the Demon Sect disciple who had scolded before immediately stiffened, and if he was entangled in his throat by thousands of chains, it was difficult to breathe, his eyes were round, and he turned up rapidly, and even more hideous blood seeped out, dyeing his face red.

Boom!

Such a scene came suddenly, and before the people around him could react, this demon disciple fell directly to the ground, and died of exhaustion, and his death was very miserable.

Qu Bushan looked at him in a daze, only to feel a chill on his back, and a creepy feeling, this Demon Sect disciple who died in an instant was none other than one of the nine elite disciples of the Purgatory Demon Sect who walked with him this time, when he used the Ghost Fire Purgatory Array to deal with Qin Cang in the second layer of the desert space, he also made a contribution, and was also impacted by Qin Cang's Buddha and Demon Outer Dao Statue, and suffered a certain amount of injury.

I never thought that Qin Cang's Buddha and Demon Outer Dao Statue failed to kill him, but now just a scolding sentence brought a catastrophe to him.

While Qu Bushan secretly sighed at the impermanence of the world, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, what appeared in front of them now was just an illusory spirit shadow that could only manifest with the help of the power of the Spirit Worm, not even a flesh and blood clone, but he could take the life of a mid-stage Dragon Court Realm monk without much effort while talking and laughing.

What terrible force does it take to do this?

If this person is still alive and at his peak, how strong will his power be?

Qu Bushan didn't dare to think about it, and the others present didn't dare to think about it either, even Qin Cang, who had broken through the realm not long ago, and his strength had increased greatly, enough to fight with the peak powerhouse of the Dragon Court Realm, he couldn't help frowning, and looked at the spirit shadow with an indescribable deep meaning in his eyes.

"Huh. Because of the sudden and bizarre death of this Purgatory Demon Sect disciple, the scene suddenly became extremely silent, and there was even a slight strange atmosphere, but the spirit shadow was still light, and the laughter was still the same.

"If you want to get treasures in the tower, you have to follow the rules, if you don't want to follow the rules, you can leave as soon as possible, there is no need to waste time here and delay your practice, and you can't say that you will accidentally lose your life, which will outweigh the losses. ”

Lingying's tone was very peaceful, like an elder teaching the younger generations with his heart, but because of the scene just now, everyone's impression of him could no longer stay above the amiable elder, and they subconsciously began to feel that this person must have been a moody demon power before his death, not only cultivated to be strong, but also had a very strange temper, belonging to the kind of big devil who can kill without saying a word!

"The Great Devil...... Seniors, juniors Liu Sandao is willing to abide by this rule, and I hope that seniors will make it convenient for me to go over and try what level I can reach. ”

Liu Sandao looked a little embarrassed, because he had just accidentally almost said the three words of the big devil in his heart, but fortunately he reacted quickly, and was pinched by the jade beside him, and quickly changed his words, otherwise something might happen.

Lingying looked at him quietly, looked at him carefully, and did not get angry, but said with a smile: "You have good roots and bones, you are a good material for sword practice, among the several Taoist friends who practiced with me back then, there is a supreme person who entered the Tao with a sword, if I remember correctly, he once compiled his life's perception of the way of the sword into a book, and some other secret treasures are hidden in this giant tower." If you are destined for him, you may be able to accept his mantle in this tower. ”

"Uh......" Liu Sandao was a little stunned, obviously not expecting this spirit shadow to suddenly say this.

"The classics written by the great power of the sword are naturally of infinite benefit to me, but if I want to accept his mantle and practice completely according to his line, it is also impossible, after all, people are different, the Tao is different, what will happen to my Dao, and I have to ask the knife in my hand. Liu Sandao pondered for a moment, and then said in a deep voice.

"Haha, it's an ambitious boy, okay, the road is under your feet, you can choose for yourself. ”

There was a loud laugh in the air, and it was the spirit shadow, and Liu Sandao couldn't help but be happy when he heard it: "In this case, the juniors will come first......

"Well, don't worry, the girl who released my spiritual sense will be the first person. Before Liu Sandao finished speaking, he was interrupted by the spirit shadow.

"Oh, that's okay. Liu Sandao glanced at Sang Zhirou in front of the stone gate, and then said generously.

Sang Zhirou listened to these words in her ears, and then the lotus step moved lightly, and the spiritual power of her palm surged, imprinted on the stone door on the far left, and as soon as the two sides touched, there was immediately a brilliance blooming.

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