The courtyard is desolate, a few bent old trees stand quietly by the wall, and the gray and white stone bricks on the ground do not know how long it has lasted. A few dead leaves lay on the ground, fluttering in the wind from time to time.

The tower was in the middle of the courtyard, surrounded by moss.

The door was opened by two disciples, and from their costumes, it was impossible to tell the rank. They are young, but their eyes are like ancient wells, as if they have read the vicissitudes of the world.

An old man with a rickety figure and gray hair was facing away from the gate, facing the spiritual pagoda, and his body was thrown to the ground.

"Come in." The old man said, his voice hoarse and inaudible.

The moment the three of them entered the door and stepped into the threshold, Lin Feng felt that the courtyard was filled with a violent and fierce demonic aura. The closer you get to the Spirit Tower, the stronger this aura becomes.

The old man knelt three times and bowed nine times, and after a very solemn worship, he got up from the ground tremblingly and looked back at the three of them.

His unkempt head and sharp teeth, goosebumps, and a pair of gray-white bulging eyes, he was blind.

He tilted his head towards Lin Feng and the other three respectively: "Oh, two acquaintances, one newcomer." Are you still here? If I were the sky, I would have taken pity on you and rewarded you with a martial spirit. It's a pity that the heavens are not as good as me, he is hard-hearted. ”

This last sentence was said to Woodsted.

"Hey, I can't control this, I really don't believe it, I have no martial arts in my life." Woodsted smiled.

Next to him, Wang Qing urged impatiently: "Hurry up and open the tower." ”

"Please." The blind man let go of half of his body, but saw the six-story spiritual pagoda, and in the small round windows on each floor, there was a sudden flash of light.

Those windows, some blue and some red, are fierce.

The arched stone door at the bottom of the tower rumbled open.

Wang Qing rushed in first, and the blind man looked at his back and said, "It's sad that people's hearts are not enough to swallow elephants." ”

Lin Feng followed closely, and when he passed by the blind man, he arched his hand and sang.

Wu Side stopped him behind him: "Little junior brother, wait! ”

"Is there something wrong?" Lin Feng looked back at him.

Wu Side caught up, opened the burden of dry food behind his back, broke off a large piece of cake made of lark leaves, and stuffed it into his hand.

Bailing leaves contain aura, and can satisfy hunger, eating can strengthen the body, is the usual staple food of the sect disciples.

"It may take a lot of time for the martial spirit to awaken, so how can you bring nothing to eat? You take it. He said, "By the way, are you familiar with the Spirit Tower?" ”

Lin Feng's heart couldn't help but be moved, and after thinking about it, he also took out two pills from his pocket.

These two are called the Restoration Pill, and they are specifically aimed at spiritual power. Awakening the martial spirit is actually a double test of spiritual will and one's own strength. Ordinary martial artists are all at the level of mental endurance.

These two pills can boost spiritual power at critical moments, and their market value is expensive, and they are generally only used by alchemists and refiners.

This is what Lin Feng specially prepared for this awakening of the martial spirit, and now as a feedback, he will divide two grains of Wu Side.

Wu Side only thought that this was an ordinary pill to restore qi and blood, and he didn't care about it, so he took it casually and introduced the Spirit Pagoda to Lin Feng.

The formation of the spirit tower itself, not to mention the feng shui that casts the spirit tower fits, only to say that these six layers, one layer is more dangerous than the other.

Although the souls of demon beasts are locked here, in this special environment, even after death, they are quite aggressive.

"The first-tier demon beasts are the weakest, and their combat power is equivalent to the sixth to ninth orders of the samurai realm. Although it is easy to capture the awakening, but the martial spirit is not a garment, this piece does not fit and can be changed to another piece, once awakened, it is a lifelong thing. ”

Wu Side's saliva splashed, Lin Feng felt his enthusiasm, and wrote down the combat power of each layer of demon beasts.

The combat power of the first layer of demon beasts is roughly at the sixth to ninth order of the warrior realm, and from the second layer onwards, it will jump directly, and the strongest can reach the peak of the third order of the martial artist realm. And so on, each layer is three or four grades stronger.

However, the highest layer is special, and only one demon beast soul is imprisoned.

"Nobody knows what it is." Wu Side said mysteriously, "It is said that the soul of that demon beast has been locked up here for hundreds of years. ”

He also specially reminded Lin Feng that he must look for a special demon beast soul that can evolve, otherwise it will be embarrassing if his own strength improves in the future.

"Those demon beast souls that can evolve are all colored, ordinary like a wisp of white smoke, easy to distinguish. You have just stepped into the realm of martial arts, you have to be cautious, I think the second layer is very suitable. I'll only be on the second floor......" Woodsted laughed, "Let's go!" I don't know if it will fail again this time. ”

There is helplessness in the words, but they are also very tenacious.

Lin Feng smiled and said thank you, and the two stepped into the spirit pagoda together. At that moment, Lin Feng had a strange feeling, as if he had entered another space.

The quaint spiritual pagoda, half stone and half wood.

The arch slammed shut as they entered.

A few rays of sunlight penetrated through the window lattice, illuminating the air with bunches of dust, and the musty smell was choking.

The gray old wooden floor creaks when you step on it, and the round stone windows are all around.

It's a cramped space, and it's cramped for both of them to stand together.

The sound of ghosts crying and howling wolves came from all directions, and the terrible, the fierce, and the sinister watchers abounded. The small one-story spirit tower actually has hundreds of demon beast souls.

A cold breath rushed towards the two of them, clammy and heavy, like icebergs falling from the sky, squeezing from all directions.

These aggressive forces do not attack the physical body, but the soul and spiritual power. Either the spiritual power is strong enough, or the strength can be crushed, otherwise it will be difficult to move an inch.

Lin Feng sacrificed his divine sense, protected the Mud Pill Palace, and his spiritual power fluctuated, intimidating the Quartet.

Wu Side has experience, as soon as he stepped into the spirit tower, his spiritual power spilled up, his clothes were hunting, and people were more terrifying than demon beasts.

After walking for a while, Wu Side suddenly frowned and said, "Strange thing." ”

"What's wrong?" Lin Feng asked.

"Do you feel that they are coming towards us, but they are afraid to come closer? It wasn't like this before, and I hated to tear me up and eat me. He said.

Lin Feng didn't say a word, and the two of them passed through the first floor so easily, going up to the second floor through the narrow spiral staircase.

"Roar!"

An earth-shattering roar came from the second floor, and the air fluctuated violently to produce a gale that whistled past the staircase.

Lin Feng and Wu Side were busy steady, following the prestige.

I saw that Wang Qing was in the center of the second floor, surrounded by several clouds of cyan light.

Those Qingguang fierce gods, fangs and claws, viciously pounced on Wang Qing, hating to crush him to pieces.

Wang Qing pinched the trick with one hand and shot out green mist at those light clusters. The spiritual power on its body continued to roll, wrapping around its body to form a protective layer.

These demon beast souls attacked quickly, and their strength was comparable to Wang Qing's, which made him a little scrambling, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He also smelled of rancidity.

Lin Feng frowned, this smell was too familiar, and Yuan Shaojie of Benlei City left a deep impression on him.

Unexpectedly, Wang Qing actually had this kind of aura on his body, but it was obviously much lighter.

When Wang Qing saw Lin Feng and Wu Side coming up, he suddenly took a step forward, led the souls of those demon beasts, deviated from the staircase, and made way for the two of them.

Wang Qing knew in his heart that his opponent was only Lin Feng, that Wu Side, and he couldn't be offended at the moment.

Of course, Woodsted is on his revenge list and will be settled one by one later.

Lin Feng sneered, his divine sense made him very aware of Wang Qing's vicious and narrow-minded mind, and regretted that he shouldn't have been merciful that day.

It seems that today's awakening of the martial spirit, you have to watch out for this guy from time to time.

"Senior Brother Wang, be careful!"

Wu Side saw a cloud of green light quietly rushing towards Wang Qing from the corner, and roared, his feet slammed, and the floor slabs trembled.

Phew!

He was fast, and his fierce force left a wave of qi behind him, and he blasted his fist towards the green light.

The green light screamed, curled and dissipated in the air, but the next second it condensed in the opposite corner.

Unexpectedly, the souls of the demon beasts here were not the kind of shrimp soldiers and crab generals on the first floor, they were attracted by the strong battle intent here and the fluctuations of the spiritual power of the two of them, and roared and concentrated on them from all directions.

"Roar!"

"Hiss!"

"Whew!"

The terrible and irritable roar is terrifying. The air fluctuated violently, like the center of an ocean storm, and a whirlwind formed in the center and raged throughout the second floor.

(End of chapter)