Fang Zhu, wilted.

At this point, he had to accept his fate.

Some people cast sympathetic glances at Fang Zhu, while others gloated.

Lu Lanqing pointed to the platform: "Master Cihai, the immeasurable Buddhist sect's collection of exercises is the most inclusive. ”

"Master, can you see the grade of the exercises of the 'Anti-Luo Tianfeng Jue'?"

Lu Lanqing asked what many people thought.

The mantra with a rather strange name is not only not difficult, but even easy.

Cihai clasped his hands together: "As seen by the poor monks, this mantra should be a purely functional and exclusive exercise. ”

"It doesn't have any power at all, it's just used to defend against 'Luo Tianfeng', so this exercise has no grade."

"Just as people learn to eat, learning is learning, and there is no such thing as first-level eating, true immortal-level eating, and god-level eating."

Everyone nodded.

Ruolan joked: "Then these ten mantras are not difficult at all." ”

"If you don't learn it, you can go up."

"Senior Brother Zihao, what are we hesitating about, let's start."

So, everyone sat cross-legged one after another, looked up at the ten-paragraph mantra in the air, and began to cultivate.

As Cihai said, this is a practice that has no grade, and it is indeed very easy to cultivate.

There is no grade in the exercises, so there is no requirement for the monk's palace soul qualifications.

Even if you are a mortal qualification, you can still learn.

Ten paragraphs, each paragraph, is only 300 words.

Soon.

In less than a quarter of an hour, all the seventy-four monks on the scene had learned.

For a while, everyone showed the exercises.

Seventy-four people, all covered in a thin layer of wind shields.

Wan Zihao laughed, and was the first to jump onto the platform with the wind shield.

Suddenly, a strong wind rose on the platform!

And the wind was completely offset by the wind shield on Wan Zihao's body.

Seeing this, the rest of the people had no worries and rushed to the platform one after another.

When seventy-four people, all of them, stepped onto the platform, it began.

Above the platform, an hourglass of light suddenly appeared.

The hourglass is twelve hours.

Follow, boom!

The platform shook and rose from the ground.

After reaching a height of 100 zhang, the platform stopped.

Hourglass in the air, start timekeeping!

At the same time, in the sky directly above the platform, next to the hourglass, a brand-new mantra appeared.

"Anti-Luo Heavenly Fire Formula"

The mantra of the exercises has doubled to twenty paragraphs.

At this time, everyone understood the mechanism of this layer.

Wan Zihao said to Ruolan: "Senior sister, practice." ”

"In twelve hours, this platform will climb another hundred feet."

"Only by learning the exercises can you not be blown off the platform."

Everyone sat on the ground and began to practice this skill.

And the ten-stage mantra, and the non-grade exercises, are still easy for these geniuses.

Twelve hours are after one day and one night.

The white sand in the hourglass flows all the way to the bottom.

At the same time, on the platform, a fierce hurricane of flames suddenly appeared.

Seventy-four people, all of whom resisted the hurricane with Luo Tianhuo's shield.

At the end of the hurricane, the platform rumbled and shook and climbed a second time.

This time, the platform climbed to a height of 200 zhang.

From this, it can be seen that the platform will be climbed ten times to reach the sky gate at a height of 1,000 zhang.

After the platform hovered at a distance of two hundred zhang, a new exercise appeared in the air.

"Anti-Ice Wind Formula"

This exercise is a little more complicated, and the text of the mantra has reached forty paragraphs.

The monks smiled disapprethoughtly and continued their cultivation.

The atmosphere in the level is very relaxed.

There were even people chatting leisurely.

"This level to the fifth level is not that difficult."

"I thought that at the beginning of the second liftoff, the exercises given would appear graded, but I didn't expect it to be still non-grade exercises."

"It's so easy."

After a day and a night, the icy cold wind blew wildly on the platform.

Then the platform shook, and it rose into the air for the third time, reaching a height of 300 zhang.

New mantras appear.

"Anti-True Flame Recipe"

Exercise mantra, 80 paragraphs.

After a day and a night, the platform climbed for the fourth time and reached a height of 400 zhang.

The new mantra is 160 paragraphs.

Someone finally realized that something was wrong!

Ruolan exclaimed, "One hundred and sixty mantras!? ”

It's 160 paragraphs, not 160 sentences!

The monks looked up and looked at the dense luminous words in the sky, and their faces all changed.

Ruolan exclaimed: "Senior brother, the first few times, I always thought that every time I lifted into the air, a new exercise would add more than ten or twenty mantras. ”

Now it seems that this is not the case, but the number of words in the formula...... It's doubling! ”

Ten paragraphs, twenty paragraphs, forty paragraphs, eighty, one hundred and sixteen!

Every time you take off, the number of mantra segments will be twice as large as the last one!

One hundred and sixty mantras is already an extremely large number.

The genius cultivators didn't dare to slack off and hurriedly cultivated.

After a day and a night, the platform was raised to a height of 500 zhang.

New exercises, for, 320 mantras!

One day and one night later.

The platform has been raised to a height of 600 zhang, and it is only 400 zhang away from the gate of the sky.

But the new mantra has reached the ...... Six hundred and forty paragraphs!

600 paragraphs of mantra text, what kind of concept!

Seventy-four people, in a hurry.

This time, they didn't even have the time to make small talk.

Everyone, watch the mantra for the first time, memorize the mantra as quickly as possible, and then practice.

But with such a large amount of text, let alone practice, even if it is just to read it, it will take a lot of time.

One day and one night later.

The wind is raging!

There were forty genius monks, but they couldn't refine the exercises before twelve hours.

But the power of this wind is also doubled and strengthened every time it is raised!

The wind at this moment is like the cold wind of purgatory!

The forty monks failed to operate their shields against the cold winds.

The cold wind blew and cracked the skin of forty monks!

Immediately after, a large area of chapped skin fell off one after another, revealing the white bones of Sensen!

Forty people were in pain, and without waiting for the wind to blow, they screamed and jumped off the platform.

This scene made the survivors' scalps tingle.

"They almost died here!" Ruolan exclaimed: "Didn't you say that you won't kill people? ”

Wan Zihao's expression was solemn: "The level has left them time to escape, but it will still cause serious damage." ”

Follow the outer edge of the platform and look out towards the land.

Forty monks who had jumped off the platform were already lying on the ground dying.

Wan Zihao said in a deep voice: "If you jump down a little later, they are afraid that even their bones and meridians will be crushed by the cold wind." ”

At this time, the platform rumbled up and reached a height of 700 zhang!

A new exercise is released.

The monks looked up and turned pale with shock at the 1,280 mantra texts!

Someone said angrily: "What the hell is this kidding!" ”

"More than a thousand paragraphs? And it's still his mantra! ”

"Practice a fart!"

"Even if we all remember it, but just after reading these formulas, we don't have time to cultivate!"

Nearly 400,000 words of ...... Formula!

Not only do you have to read it, but you also have to add the time to understand the meaning of the formula.

Fang Luxuan's four daughters, their faces changed slightly.

"It's too hard!" Fang Luxuan frowned.

Luo Fuxing's eyes narrowed: "I don't have time to read the formula." ”

"You can only watch and cultivate at the same time!"

"What!?" The crowd changed color.

Monks, when practicing an unfamiliar exercise, they usually have to know the mantra by heart and understand the meaning of the mantra before they can start to practice.

Because there is no child's play in practice, once there is any mistake in the cultivation process, it may lead to madness.

And now......

Reading mantras while practicing?

This will reduce the monk's tolerance rate to zero!

You can't even get a word wrong.

Even if you practice wrong, you won't go crazy, and you won't have time to start over.

"That's too ...... Arabian Nights, right? The crowd exclaimed.

Can be in the next moment.

Everyone saw that Luo Fu had already begun to do this.

But seeing Luo Fu, he started watching from the first paragraph, and at the same time, he was already running the exercises!

Wherever you see, you practice!

Ruolan stared at Luo Fu in shock: "You disgusting beast of the poor monk, what kind of monster are you!?" ”

"Watch and practice? What a fart! ”

"You must have practiced this kind of exercise a long time ago!"

Ruo Landi was insulted, but Luo Fu turned a deaf ear.

Ruolan pointed at Luo Fu in shock: "Senior brother, look at him...... Ah, senior brother, why can't you even ......?"

Wan Zihao actually began to cultivate.

No matter how outsiders gossip, Luo Fu was indifferent, just a mind to cultivate the exercises.

Seeing this, Fang Luxuan's four daughters had nothing to say, and they also began to learn from each other.

The rest of the monks also recognized the reality and let go of their complaints.

Train!

Six hours later.

Burst!

A Zhentian Sword Sect monk suddenly went mad, spurting a large stream of red blood from his mouth.

The man rolled his eyes and fell to the ground, convulsing.

Seeing this, the monk hurriedly threw the man off the platform.

Suddenly, a big hand stopped the monk who was saving him.

But it was Cihai, who shook his head with a smile: "Just let him die on the platform." ”

"One less talent in the world, one less threat from poor monks."

"If you dare to throw him off the platform, don't blame the poor monk for making things difficult for you."

The rescuer, with a blank look in his eyes, said coldly: "This is my junior brother!" ”

Cihai smiled: "What about junior brother?" There are not 1,000 of the disciples killed by poor monks, but 800. ”

"It's not you who died, what are you anxious about."

said.

Cihai slowly stood up, folded his hands, and came to Luo Fu.

He had compassion on his face and smiled peacefully: "Lord Luoshi, I'm ashamed to say that this exercise, the poor monk has already failed to cultivate. ”

"But the poor monk is narrow-minded and cannot allow others to surpass."

"So, offended."

After saying that, Cihai smiled and poked out a finger, and poked it at the center of Luo Fu's eyebrows.

"You dare to kill?" Luo Fu's eyes raised slightly, and his voice was cold.

Cihai hovered for a moment, thoughtful, and then laughed again: "The poor monk won't kill you." ”

"The poor monk wants to let you fail in cultivation and pull you into the water."

"If the poor monk can't go up to the fifth layer, don't go up either."

Saying, hovering fingers, keep going.

A poisonous Buddha intent, wrapped around the fingertips!