The eighteen formations were officially opened, and the first layer was the first formation.

And soon, Zhang Yiyi could no longer perceive Lu Yu's existence, and she seemed to be the only one left in the entire tower.

The light went from light to dark, and after a while, from dark to light, with a soft breeze, and there was no tension at all like a breeze blowing on your face.

Insisting, an old monk sat cross-legged in the center and knocked on the wooden fish with his eyes closed, and suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Yiyi.

The old monk was reciting the scriptures as if no one was around, and those scriptures turned into entities and kept drilling into her mind word by word.

The content of the scriptures is not casual, when Zhang Yiyi was a modern mortal in her previous life, it was very common and knowable Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra, and she could subconsciously remember every word clearly.

The old monk kept repeating the Heart Sutra over and over again, knocking on the wooden fish, at first Zhang Yiyi was worried about what terrible consequences would be brought about by the continuous forced entry into his mind by the scriptures that had been transformed into reality, but he really tried his best to suppress it but the effect was almost zero.

Gradually, however, she found that the verses were not harmless to her, but rather refreshed and more comfortable.

After Zhang Yiyi repeatedly determined that such forced listening to the scriptures would not cause harm to herself, on the contrary, it would be beneficial, and she suddenly felt that the first level of the first layer was more and more incomprehensible to her.

Could it be that you really want to use such a method to influence her, so that she can step into Buddhism step by step, intentionally or unintentionally?

No, it would be that simple.

Zhang Yiyi quickly threw such a ridiculous thought out of her mind, anyway, no matter what, she would not be attacked by this kind of sugar-coated cannonball of Buddhism, and no matter what, she would not be affected to give birth to anything to escape into the empty gate and take such a terrible route as Buddhist cultivation.

But the question is, how does she have to beat this first hurdle now?

She can't even figure out people's intentions, and she has no place to start, so could it be that she has to stay here all the time and listen to this old monk chanting scriptures?

Time passed little by little, and Zhang Yiyi had been sitting aside unconsciously, and I don't know how long she had been listening.

Suddenly, she raised her hand and took out her natal sword Void, held it in her hand and said to the monk who was still chanting: "Master, even if you put down the butcher's knife, you can't become a Buddha on the spot. What's more, I don't have a butcher's knife in my hand to kill maliciously. ”

"The poor monk can cross the donor, the donor is pure and good-natured, with the common people, into my Buddha's door, he can become a Buddha on his own. ”

The old monk finally had other reactions, no longer chanting the endless scriptures, and stopped the wooden fish, as if he had officially seen Zhang Yiyi at this moment.

"Why do you have to become a Buddha? It's good for me to be myself, and the holy land of Buddhism can't force sentient beings to ignore the wishes of others. ”

Zhang Yiyi saw that she had successfully talked, and her eyes couldn't help but light up a little.

I'm most afraid that people will always treat her like nothing, she can't kill the monk directly, and what is even more afraid is that even if she kills this monk with all her might, it doesn't necessarily mean that the first layer of the first formation has passed smoothly.

"The donor was born as a disciple of my Buddha, destined in the dark and irreversible. ”

The old monk's tone was indifferent: "Besides, doesn't the donor want to know where he came from and where he should go?

"I disagree with the master. ”

Zhang Yiyi shook his head at the moment: "Nothing is destined to be irreversible, otherwise how can there be monks like us in this heaven and earth." As for the so-called mystery in myself, it is not so important to me for a long time, I can know it, and if I can't know it, it won't affect anything, instead of constantly entangled in the past process or the future, it is better to take every step of the present in a down-to-earth manner, so it is enough!"

Before the old monk could speak again, she said again: "You keep telling me that I have a fate with the Buddha to persuade me to enter the Buddha's door, I don't care whether it's true or not, and I don't care about the reason, in short, what you want to do is your business, it has nothing to do with me, and my mind will not change with you." Therefore, if the first array of the eighteen arrays is to cover up and make a mystery, then don't blame the younger generations for not doing their own power in the land of Buddhism. ”

After that, Hu Wujian instantly flew out and circled around her, the sound of the sword was full of fighting spirit, don't beep blindly if you can do it, even if you are a monk, she can endure it almost.

Just when the Void Sword was about to come out of the sword towards the old monk, the old monk finally sighed slightly: "That's it, the donor is determined, and the poor monk can not be shaken, and this first group of poor monks is not embarrassed by the donor." However, the donor needs to know that you do have a relationship with my Buddha, and one day the donor will always understand. ”

After speaking, there was an extra staircase leading to the second floor of the pagoda behind the old monk, which appeared out of thin air as if it was there.

Zhang Yiyi frowned slightly, and the Void Sword was withdrawn from his hand, but it was not put into his body to warm up: "Thank you, master, it's nothing to have a relationship with the Buddha, anyway, I won't be a nun." ”

Hearing Zhang Yiyi's words, the old monk was not angry, but glanced at her with a smile, and then disappeared with the wooden fish, leaving only the staircase that suddenly appeared in the center before still standing there.

Zhang Yiyi swept around the stairs with her divine sense, and found that she couldn't penetrate anything, and she still couldn't sense Lu Yu's existence, so she didn't stay on the first floor for a long time, and quickly climbed the stairs carefully to the second floor.

Ascending the second layer of the pagoda, Zhang Yiyi breathed a sigh of relief.

Eighteen warrior monks who couldn't see the depth of cultivation were already lined up there waiting for Zhang Yiyi's arrival, this level was simple and clear, and winning the eighteen warrior monks would be considered to have passed.

"Donor, please withdraw your weapon, you must not use any spells or magic weapons in this level. ”

One of the warrior monks reminded him expressionlessly, and then a group of eighteen warrior monks directly began to besiege.

Zhang Yiyi immediately found that such a reminder didn't make much sense, because after people started it, the Void Sword in her hand was forced to enter the body on its own, and the spiritual power on her body was also limited, and the only thing that could be called was the power of the body.

For Zhang Yiyi, this is very good!

After the middle of the ninth order of quenching the body, Zhang Yiyi's physical strength has long been comparable to that of a god, so even if she is beaten by a group, she may not necessarily have the upper hand.

I even think that this pagoda is really because she thinks she has a relationship with the Buddha, so the first level of the eighteen arrays is not openly and secretly planning to release water to her?

Not long after such a thought arose, Zhang Yiyi didn't have time to float, but she was quickly sobered up by reality.

One of the warrior monks, with the cover and cooperation of his companions, finally succeeded in the sneak attack and hit Zhang Yiyi in the back with a punch.

A "click" sounded, and after Zhang Yiyi took a few steps back and stood firm, the huge pain in her back instantly almost made her kneel directly on her legs.

After the quenching body continued to improve, she almost never experienced such pain again, obviously the power of the other party's fist was not so strong, but the strength of the blessing on her body was like magnifying a hundred times and a thousand times.

She knew very well that if she hadn't reached the middle stage of the ninth order of quenching at this moment, she was afraid that the punch just now would be enough to break the bones in her back, not just hurt like this.

Compared with Zhang Yiyi's shock, those warrior monks were also quite surprised at the moment, but they didn't expect that after a punch, Zhang Yiyi would still be able to stand still, although it looked like it was grinning in pain, but it was nothing more.

Eighteen of them are in a group, and they are also one, and no matter who hits the target, it is equivalent to gathering the strength of all of them and then forcibly expanding this strength to tens or even hundreds of times.

In the past, most of those who broke into the battle could die directly under one punch, and the more powerful ones could not die after a few more punches, but they were also seriously injured.

But now the strength of the other party's body is obviously beyond their imagination, and it is really the first time that they have encountered such a difficult one.

Zhang Yiyi quickly and inevitably received a few punches, this punch was heavier than the first punch, and it hurt so much that it made her feel like she was about to fall apart.

However, she didn't even have a chance to stop and rub it, and she had to look for loopholes in the eighteen-person formation while dodging and fighting back, all relying on super endurance to support it.

It wasn't until she was punched more than a dozen times in a row, and the pain in all parts of her body was almost unconscious, that she finally discovered some of the rules and loopholes in the cooperation of the eighteen people.

Zhang Yiyi's fists were also very hard, and she was willing to beat her, and after taking the initiative to use her left face as a temptation to be hit by the opponent's punch like a pig's head, she finally caught a loophole, and with a backhand punch, the head of the warrior monk who slapped her face before she had time to withdraw almost burst the head.

One hit directly, I don't know if it was because the power of Zhang Yiyi's punch was too great, or because it hit the death hole directly, the warrior monk disappeared directly after he fell to the ground, and the original eighteen people in the formation were reduced by one person, becoming seventeen people.

"Very well, go on!"

Zhang Yiyi directly swallowed the mouthful of blood in her mouth, whether it was her own blood, whether it could be wasted or not.

It's really the first time she's been beaten like this, and if she doesn't come back to avenge herself, I'm sorry that she doesn't have a piece of good meat on her body, and it hurts so much that people are going to be perverted, and if she doesn't look in the mirror, she knows what a miserable look she has to be at this time.

The more embarrassed she is, the stronger Zhang Yiyi's fighting spirit is, and she has gradually found out the loopholes of the other party, and now that there is one less person in the formation, the door is even more open, and her counterattack is naturally becoming more and more fierce.

A scuffle continued, Zhang Yiyi was beaten less and less, and the number of hits on the other party was obviously getting more and more right.

She was ruthless to her enemies, and even more ruthless to herself, her vision was blurred by bloodstains, and she didn't have an inch of good flesh on her body at the earliest, but she miraculously never fell, and she managed to maintain a stable efficiency of killing at least one punch in every three punches.

At the end of the fight, she didn't seem to feel the pain anymore, and even the only three remaining warrior monks were beaten by the opponent who was crazy.

"Stop, that's enough, the donor can pass this level. ”

The three of them stopped first, this was their worst time so far, they even sacrificed fifteen people and failed to take down their opponents, and they had to take the initiative to admit defeat.

Such a difficult female cultivator is so ruthless that they are a little unbearable.

"You say stop, stop, no, keep fighting, I don't beat you up today, I'm sorry for myself!"

Zhang Yiyi has long been reluctant to stop, there are still three left, even if she knows that these people who are not real people will not be real deaths even if they are killed by her, and the formation will still reappear when it is reopened, but she still doesn't want to suffer this loss, and she still wants to kill all the people left in this group to let out this breath.

It hurts, it's so damn painful, she's lived for almost two hundred years and she has never been beaten by the county and hurt like this, ugly like this.

After speaking, Zhang Yiyi finally had the opportunity to take the initiative to take the initiative to blow the wound, but she didn't do it at all, and directly picked up her fist and attacked the three of them, proving with practical actions that she was the one who would repay her teeth.

Seeing this, the three of them immediately looked even more strange, although even if they were all "killed", it was nothing, judging from the fifteen people who had just been beaten alive, the screams were enough to prove that the blow they received was no lighter than the punch they made.

What does it have to hurt?

There's really no need to experience it too, because they can definitely imagine it, just by looking at Zhang Yiyi, who can't tell the appearance of men and women.

"Stop, stop, don't continue, you have to beat us, even if you pass this level, there will be no rewards. ”

In order not to be beaten, the three of them didn't have any discipline at all, and directly threw out a message that Zhang Yiyi didn't know.

"Reward?"

Hearing this, Zhang Yiyi temporarily withdrew his hand: "There will be a reward for passing the level? What is the prize? Is there a prize in every level? Don't lie, otherwise I will continue to beat you to death!"

She really didn't know there was such a thing, after all, there was no such thing on the first layer.

"That's right, it stands to reason that there will be rewards for passing the level, there are every level, there is no standard for what the prize is, it depends on your luck, and what comes out is nothing. However, if the passer does not take the initiative to mention, we will naturally not take the initiative to give. ”

One of them said with some reluctance, if they really didn't want to take that punch, they wouldn't have said it, after all, if someone cleared the level, the automatically generated reward was not taken away by the clearer, and naturally they would continue to stay in the pagoda.

"I see, so, can I still rewind back to the first layer and take away the rewards of the first level?"

Zhang Yiyi found that his spiritual power was no longer limited at this time, and it seemed that this level had really passed.

As she spoke, she took a pill from the storage bag and ate it, otherwise the flesh on her body would fall off soon.

As soon as the pill was entered, her body began to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the original painful and numb injury was painful again in the process of recovery, so much so that she almost lost her tears.

"That's not good, you can only go up and down when you enter the tower, and if you miss the reward, you miss it, and there is no reason to go back and make up for it. ”

The man also seemed to know that Zhang Yiyi had to suffer another extreme pain at this time, for fear of being angered, and hurriedly took the initiative to show the reward for this level: "Donor, please see, choose one of the three, after getting the reward, the donor can go directly to the third layer." ”

At the same time, not only did three rewards suddenly appear in front of Zhang Yiyi, but also the stairs leading to the third floor not far away also appeared.