Yang Mingyang and Wang Ting are still the last two people to walk up to the fifth floor this time, and when they come to the top of the five floors, there are only forty or fifty people on the five-story tower at this time, but it is not empty, because as the tower floor gets higher and higher, the space inside is getting smaller and smaller, the area of the first floor tower is about a little more than one acre, and the time to the five floors, the area is only about one hundred square meters. At this time, all the people in the tower, except for a few people who can walk very freely, most of them even seem to be extremely difficult to stand, some choose to meditate in place, and some are trying to support themselves, trying to rush to another level. Yang Mingyang stretched his waist, feeling that although the pressure on the fifth floor was a bit great, he could still cope with it after forging his body, and it was estimated that he should have no problem reaching the sixth floor of the tower.

"Brother Yang, the pressure on these five layers is very great, and it has reached the limit of what I can contend with, I can't go up with you, I can only cultivate here!" After Wang Ting finished speaking, she came to an open space, took out a piece of armor and put it on herself, ready to meditate and cultivate. Yang Mingyang looked at Wang Ting, suddenly remembered something, took out a piece of jade from the storage bag and handed it to Wang Ting: "This is some of my experience in fighting pressure when I am exercising, you can take a look, maybe it will make you a little easier!" Wang Ting took the jade slip and immediately checked it with her divine sense, feeling that this experience was very useful to herself, so she studied it with her heart, and asked Yang Mingyang if she had any questions, and it took an hour to learn these methods of resisting pressure. According to Yang Mingyang's method, he suddenly felt that the pressure around him was much easier.

"Thank you, Brother Yang!" Wang Ting looked up at Yang Mingyang and said with a smile at Yang Mingyang, full of gratitude to Yang Mingyang in her heart, because most of these immortal cultivators cherish themselves, and rarely give their magic tips to others for free. Yang Mingyang saw that Wang Ting seemed to be able to cope with this pressure, and thought that he had forgotten to give his senior sister a copy of this experience, so he turned around and left and walked to the fourth floor. But he didn't notice that Wang Ting stared at her disappearing back, and sat in a daze for a long time with a red face before entering the cultivation state.

Yang Mingyang came to the fourth floor of the tower, and saw that Senior Sister Fu Xue had not cultivated, and her face was a little pale, obviously this pressure made her unable to cultivate normally.

"Old eight, why did you come down!" Fu Xue was thinking that since the fourth layer could not cultivate normally, he would go to the third layer.

"Senior sister, I have an experience here, which may be of some help to you, take a look!" said and took out a jade slip to Fu Xue. Fu Xue's qualifications are not as good as Wang Ting's, it took half a day to learn the experience, and after using it, she finally breathed a sigh of relief, and she could finally cultivate here again. Yang Mingyang stood beside Fu Xue and patiently guided her, waiting for her to fully learn and could cultivate before she was ready to leave. Before leaving, he took out a piece of women's soft armor and handed it to Fu Xue: "Senior sister, this is for you, your armor defense is a little weak." ”

Fu Xue couldn't help but be taken aback when she saw that the soft armor was actually a high-grade magic weapon, she hesitated for a moment and took the armor in her hand. Then he looked up and said to Yang Mingyang: "This is your Duanmu girl!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly regretted it. Immortal cultivators are busy cultivating most of the time, so Fu Xue has never had the opportunity to meet Duanmu Jiyue, but she has always been happy that her junior brother has such a confidant, and later learned that Duanmu Jiyue has fallen, and she has also been sad for Yang Mingyang for a long time.

"Old eight, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to mention Miss Duanmu!" Yang Mingyang's eyes flashed with a hint of sadness, and he said with a forced smile: "It's nothing, Little Pepper is in the sky, she must be very happy to see me give this soft armor to Senior Sister, she is not a stingy person." ”

Most of the monks on the fifth floor of the tower chose to stay on the fifth floor to cultivate, and most of them were very happy in their hearts at this time, knowing that this cultivation speed was five times that of the outside world, and cultivating here for one year was equivalent to cultivating outside for five years, so they each found an open space and began to meditate and cultivate. There were no more than twenty monks who wanted to continue walking, a few monks couldn't resist the pressure at the stairs, and some people reached the sixth floor and couldn't cultivate, so they had to turn around and go back to the fifth floor. In the end, there were only twelve people who could successfully stay on the sixth floor, and these twelve people were the best among the various sects, families, and scattered cultivators!

"Master of Addiction, I see that you are still at ease, it seems that you can at least go up to the eighth floor, and you may even become the first person to go up to the ninth layer in 50,000 years, I can't do it, it is estimated that I can go to the next layer at most!" said the monk surnamed Wu, his tone still showing a hint of pride, after all, it is very rare to be able to go to the seventh floor!

"Hehe, Brother Wu looks down on the poor monk, I know my strength, can I hang up to the eighth floor, I can't even think about the ninth floor!" Beside the two of them, the monks who were familiar with each other were also talking to each other, after all, the monks who could reach these six layers would mostly become top monks of various strengths in the future, and if they had a good relationship now, they would probably be able to use them in the future. If Yang Mingyang was here, he would definitely feel a headache, because that Senior Brother Liu from the Earth Spirit Sect was among the twelve people, and he had a feud with him, and there would be a lot of trouble in the future.

The monks who can reach the sixth layer are all powerful figures, almost all of them are monks who refine qi and refine the ten levels, their cultivation is very rich, and they quickly made a choice, and those who can't go up immediately start cultivating, don't want to waste a little time, only five monks choose to continue to go up.

The area of the seventh floor of the Dalin Pagoda is smaller, only less than 20 square meters, but at this time there are only five people who go up here, so it seems relatively spacious. Among the five people at this time, there are two monks from Dalin Temple, a monk from the Battle Banner Gate in a red robe, and a man with hair in black, who should be a loose cultivator, and the last one is a monk surnamed Wu.

"Friends, I am fortunate to meet you here today, it is really a kind of fate, let's get to know each other, okay? Let me introduce myself first, in Xia Guo Wushuang, Guo Wenqun, the master of the Battle Banner Gate, is the grandmother of the little woman, and also my master. "Guo Wushuang, who is slender, is the only woman among the five, but she is a person with a hearty personality.

"The poor monk quits idiocy, this is the junior brother who abstains from delirium, because of the cultivation of the exercises, he can't speak before Jin Dan, so I introduced it for him. The idiot asked everyone to give a salute, and said with a pleasant face. The black and strong monk beside him clasped his hands together and smiled at everyone.

"Hehe, everyone, I am very happy to know you in Xia Wu Jiacheng, Lingxi Valley Monk!"

"Duanmu Aoyue, Sanssouci Valley!" said the man in black with the hair softly.

"Duanmu, Sanssouci Valley, dare to ask what is the relationship between Your Excellency and Duanmu Xiong's predecessors?" Wu Jiacheng asked the man with the hair with a smile, but he didn't expect the man with the hair to stop talking, which caused Wu Jiacheng to only smile awkwardly. However, he didn't care about this, and turned to the ring idiot and said, "Master, Wu will not accompany you to continue to go up, and we will drink again in a year." ”

"Okay, the poor monk will try it on the eighth floor, if it doesn't work, he will come back here to accompany Brother Wu!"