"Brother Wu, the little woman knows how many catties and taels she has, so she won't go to the eighth floor to lose face, I'm here to accompany Brother Wu!" Guo Wushuang said to Wu Jiacheng with a smile. The monk next to him also walked over, patted his chest, and patted Wu Jiacheng's shoulder, indicating that he also stayed on the seventh floor, and the three of them looked at each other and smiled, each looking for a position, and began to meditate and cultivate. And the man with the hair, Duanmu Aoyue, didn't say a word, walked towards the eighth floor, and halfway up the stairs, he stopped, his face was painful, but he didn't make a sound, he didn't retreat, waved his hand and took out a piece of armor and put it on his body, and then snorted coldly, and continued to go up step by step, and after a while, he disappeared at the top of the stairs.

The last one is to quit idiots, he looked at the three people who were meditating, exhaled a Buddha name, recited a mantra, his body lost weight in a blink of an eye, and then walked towards the eighth floor, after a while, he arrived at the eighth floor of the Dalin Pagoda, and saw that Duanmu Aoyue, who came up before, had already sat on one side and began to meditate, he walked with difficulty towards the stairs of the ninth floor and took two steps, and finally shook his head, sighed, and chose a place to start meditating and cultivating.

The cultivators of Dalin Temple, who were standing on the edge of the cliff outside the tower, were all happy at this time, because they had just received the news that the precept idiots in their temple had successfully reached the eighth layer of Dalin Pagoda to cultivate, which meant that Dalin Temple was likely to have another Yuanying Great Monk many years later.

"Haha, Senior Brother Abbot, there are successors to our Dalin Temple! There are people on the sixth, seventh, and eighth floors of the tower this time, which is rare since the construction of the Dalin Tower!" The yellow-robed monk beside him was so happy that he shouted happily at this time, regardless of his identity as a senior in the Jindan Temple.

"Yes, maybe it won't be long before a few of our old bones can stop worrying about the affairs of the temple and concentrate on cultivation. Master Guangwen also called the Buddha and said with a smile.

"Let's go, Brother Abbot, there is nothing to go up again, and we will come here again in a year to wait for the good news. Another yellow-robed monk said with a smile. Master Guangwen listened to the words of the yellow-robed monk, nodded, and beckoned everyone behind him to prepare to leave.

"Ladies and gentlemen, you see, there is still movement!" the gray-clothed monk behind Master Guangwen suddenly pointed in the direction of the Dalin Pagoda and shouted.

The monks who had been stepping and preparing to leave immediately stopped, looked in the direction of the Dalin Pagoda, and saw that a lamp on the fifth floor of the tower suddenly turned on, but after a few breaths, it went out again, but another lamp was lit on the sixth-story tower, obviously, in this short period of time, someone walked from the fourth floor to the sixth floor without any stop. This sudden situation surprised the monks of Dalin Temple, but what surprised them even more was that not long after this person stayed on the sixth floor, the sixth lamp was lit on the seven-story tower, which greatly aroused the interest of the monks and focused all their eyes on the tower.

This mysterious person from the fourth to the seventh floor was none other than Yang Mingyang, and when he saw that Fu Xue could already cultivate on the fourth floor normally, he walked towards the top of the Dalin Pagoda with confidence. The pressure of the fifth floor didn't affect him much, so he walked to the sixth floor without stopping. The pressure on the sixth floor was much greater than that on the fifth floor, even Yang Mingyang, who had a body comparable to the hardness of ordinary magic weapons, felt a little difficult at this time, and after adjusting for a while, he got used to it a lot, and then step by step, he worked hard to reach the seventh floor of the tower.

The pressure of the seventh layer was several times that of the sixth layer, and it pressed heavily on Yang Mingyang's body, making him feel as if he was carrying a big mountain on his back, so that he could barely breathe, he gritted his teeth, straightened his bent back, and took two steps forward with difficulty, and he couldn't walk anymore, so he had to sit on the ground, panting.

Yang Mingyang sat on the seventh floor for a long time, and this kind of coercion could not be cultivated at all, so he had to sigh and prepare to go back to the sixth floor to cultivate. At this time, I suddenly felt movement in my body, as if something was running in my body, and I hurriedly used internal vision to enter and check, but I saw that there was a five-colored light flowing everywhere in my body. This five-colored light is no stranger to him, this is the five-colored holy light given to him by the statue of the divine beast sun candle in the cave of Zhixian Divine Monk Cave that day, this holy light entered his body that day, but it disappeared soon after, but he didn't expect it to appear without warning at this time.

The five-colored holy light flowed through the meridians in Yang Mingyang's body for a week, and then disappeared again. But at this time, all the discomfort on his body disappeared, his body was full of strength, he stood up, stretched his waist, and felt that the pressure of the seventh layer was no longer too threatening to him, and his heart was extremely happy, and he immediately walked towards the eighth floor.

The third light was lit on the eight-story tower, the monks of Dalin Temple all widened their eyes and opened their mouths, but no one spoke, this time the third floor of the Dalin Pagoda was opened, and there were actually three monks who reached the eighth floor, which was unprecedented!

Yang Mingyang, who was standing on the eighth floor of the tower, looked around and saw that there were already two monks meditating in this space only the size of a bed, one of them was a black-clothed young man with cold eyes who looked at him coldly on the fourth floor, and the other was a monk from Dalin Temple. He couldn't help but admire the two of them in his heart, they were able to go to the eighth floor of the Great Forest Pagoda to cultivate. But he has always been very satisfied with his body's ability to resist pressure, but without the help of the Holy Light, he can only cultivate at the sixth layer, and it seems that his body forging needs to work harder!

Sit down on the eighth floor of the tower, adjust to the pressure of the eighth floor, look at the stairs leading to the ninth floor, take a deep breath, and walk forward. His face was calm at this time, but his heart was uneasy, this ninth layer had never been entered by a Qi Refining Cultivator, and he didn't know how much pressure there was inside.

When he came to the stairs, he took a step upward, and suddenly felt a lot more pressure, gritted his teeth, put a force under his feet, and took another step upward, and after a long pause, he had the strength to take another step upward. He went up step by step, and there were only a dozen steps of stairs, which he had not walked for an hour, and when there were the last two steps, he could no longer walk.

Sitting on the stairs, the strong pressure made Yang Mingyang feel that it seemed to be a difficult thing to smash his eyes, and he silently hoped in his heart that the holy light would appear again and give him strength again, but there was no movement in his body. He used his divine sense to search the storage bag and find a few pills that could temporarily restore his strength, and finally regained some strength. Looking at the last two steps, although he knew that he would not be able to cultivate even if he reached the ninth floor, he still wanted to go up and take a look.

After a long time, he finally made up his mind and took another step upward, which is, he couldn't even straighten his waist. There was only one last step left, and he simply lay on the ground and climbed up the last step.

Finally reached the ninth layer of the Dalin Pagoda, and Yang Mingyang became the first person to enter the ninth layer of the Dalin Pagoda in 50,000 years.