With anticipation and speculation, Zhao Jiuge and Bai Qingqing finally stepped on the sixth floor this time, and when they were just standing at the entrance of the wooden staircase before they stepped in, a cold feeling came, which made Zhao Jiuge's whole person feel a little bad.

As for Bai Qingqing, when he raised his head, he was a little startled, because this layer of stone tower, even if the sunlight from the outside revealed it, he couldn't feel any hint of brightness.

Because the walls around this sixth layer are painted with many evil ghosts and cold things, even when they reach Zhao Jiuge's cultivation level, they can feel that there seems to be a layer of cold meaning on the wall, constantly emitting towards the outside, which makes Bai Qingqing and Zhao Jiuge reluctant to take a step forward and get closer to those walls.

The paintings on the walls have fierce ghost kings and ghosts, and there are also some weak yin spirits, but after all, they are cold things, so Zhao Jiuge and Bai Qingqing didn't completely finish reading the things on the wall, so they hurried to the top of the stone tower, that is, the seventh floor of the stone tower.

When they went up the wooden staircase, the two of them could clearly feel that the oppressive and cold aura had dissipated a lot, and Zhao Jiuge was now more and more impressed, who was the owner of this stone tower back then.

In some places on this Shura battlefield, there are many quaint and dilapidated buildings, which means that there are also glorious times here, indicating that there should have been a lot of sects here, and finally because of some disputes and chaotic battles, it will lead to this level.

When Zhao Jiuge looked up at the scene on the top floor, he was deeply shocked again, undoubtedly the last mural, as if ingenious, the mural looked like a unique atmosphere, and the painting was definitely much more exquisite than the previous six floors.

Even if the exquisite mural is carved with colorful colors, there is no sense of disobedience, just a glance, Zhao Jiuge has an amazing look on his face, and he doesn't blink when he looks at the mural, because this mural can basically be regarded as a summary of the previous six paintings, painting the image of Lingyun beings in this world.

Above the mural, there is an immortal sitting in the clouds, with a dusty temperament, holding a fishing rod in his hand and fishing for the luck of the world below, and there are many figures in the human city, people come and go, but they don't know about it.

There are also handsome or gorgeous immortals in gorgeous robes, who are in the magnificent palace and jade pavilions, drunk and dreaming of death, listening to the fairy music, and watching the dancing girls dance gracefully.

And in some hidden cave mansions or sect power positions, many monks are cultivating hard, and some are addicted to them and don't know the passage of time, like a dream and a hundred years of time have left in a hurry.

Some are frowning slightly, as if they have encountered some bottleneck, and some are content, each with different expressions and different realms.

And in the world, there are also paintings of birth, old age, sickness and death, there are old people, lying on the hospital bed, dying, obviously having run out of oil and the lamp is dry, and by the bedside is all their children and grandchildren waiting in front of him, looking sad.

There are young talents, high-spirited, high-spirited, riding a tall white horse, marrying their beloved woman, that kind of happiness comes from the bottom of their hearts, no matter every move, or a look can be vividly revealed.

In some houses, many stable women are in a hurry, holding a steaming basin of water, constantly going in and out, when the crying baby's voice sounds, just wipe their wrinkled forehead without care, the lot of sweat, revealing a smile.

There are also streets paved with bluestones, the sound of mourning music continues to resound, and rows of people, with paper money in their hands, look sad, walking towards the suburbs outside the city.

Compared with the joy of family in the fairy world, the prosperity and liveliness of the world, the inextricability of the monks, and the ascetic life, some places are very different from these.

In some deep mountains, some spirits are struggling, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, accumulating and cultivating, compared to human monks, their innate advantages are not obvious, on the contrary, they are the lowest end of the creatures, even if it takes more time to practice, even if it is not as good as those spirit beasts and demons.

Some of the ontology is just a plant, after the baptism of wind and rain, by chance, by chance, the opportunity to absorb spiritual power is accumulated over time to grow silently, and it has been hundreds of years before it can open the spiritual wisdom, and it has to go through hundreds of years before it can transform into a human form, provided that they have not encountered any danger in so many years.

After all, the cultivation of those flowers and plants is more difficult, because there is no physical body, as a carrying object, the speed of natural absorption of spiritual power is far inferior to others, so those flower and plant spirits want to cultivate, and the price they pay is also relatively large.

While those flower and plant spirits are struggling to cultivate, some big demons are like overlords in the mountains, occupying their own territory, patrolling their own territory everywhere, carefree, after all, when they have cultivated to a certain extent, they are standing at the top of this world.

At the bottom of the mural, there is a purgatory, with a mountain of swords and a sea of fire, and a magnificent scene of a hundred ghosts walking at night.

The entire mural is recorded in the gods, Buddhas, demons and monsters in the sky, depicting the scene of Lingyun sentient beings, just this magnanimous vision, it is not comparable to ordinary people, at least Zhao Jiuge can be sure that the owner of this stone tower is definitely not an ordinary person before, maybe they are all immortals who have survived the catastrophe, land immortals.

Although these murals have no value, but after watching it, Zhao Jiuge only feels that his mind has become different, especially when he sees the posture of the Lingyun beings, Zhao Jiuge seems to have some feelings in his mind, but he can't grasp the clue.

Because these murals can attract divine consciousness, Zhao Jiuge didn't pay attention to it when he was completely immersed in it.

It's just that unconsciously, even Zhao Jiuge himself didn't notice that there were some quiet changes somewhere on the mural, and at the top of the mural, in the magnificent palace Yuyu Pavilion, the fairy who was originally ethereal and dancing seemed to be shaking slightly.

Zhao Jiuge, who was already a little immersive, suddenly became a little blurry in consciousness, and bursts of white mist filled the surroundings, as if he was in the clouds.

Then the sound of the surrounding fairy music was clear and audible, and the crisp vocal music made Zhao Jiuge's mind relax a little, and he subconsciously wanted to turn back to find Bai Qingqing's figure, but when he turned around, there was still Bai Qingqing's figure.

This made Zhao Jiuge in a trance, and his expression was a little puzzled, could it be that he missed Bai Qingqing too much, so Bai Qingqing's figure always appeared in his mind, and for a while Zhao Jiuge himself was a little unconvinced, but at this time, a fragrant wind came to his face, so Zhao Jiuge no longer thought about it, and followed Xianle's relaxed body, looking for the source of the fragrant wind.

Suddenly, dozens of slender figures appeared in front of Zhao Jiuge, these figures were graceful and beautiful, wearing red gauze dresses, their limbs were bare and their white and tender skin, their feet were bare, and there was a little cinnabar between their foreheads.

When he came to Zhao Jiuge, he surrounded Zhao Jiuge and drove the dress to dance, teasing Zhao Jiuge from time to time, or putting the tulle of the dress on Zhao Jiuge's face, or stretching out his jade hand and gently touching Zhao Jiuge.

Zhao Jiuge suddenly showed a look of enjoyment, and at the same time sighed in his heart, no wonder those human traffickers and pawns, or battlefield generals, none of them want to be the emperor of the world, and I am afraid who wants to achieve it on the knees of drunken beauties.

Even Zhao Jiuge himself was a little envious and emotional, and then Zhao Jiuge felt a little bored, and his expression slowly returned to the color of clarity, and then with a playful color. Said to himself, "Come to these little tricks again, fortunately I don't eat such a set, and besides, your maid Flying Fairy Dance is too non-standard, and I don't like the posture, how can you confuse me?"

I said unconsciously just now, Zhao Jiuge was a little helpless about this, if it weren't for those maids touching him, but there was no cold and soft feeling, I am afraid that Zhao Jiuge would not be able to find the flaw for a while, although he opened his mouth in a relaxed tone, but he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, after all, if the other party really wants to harm people, he will be in danger and at the mercy of others.

But now Zhao Jiuge can be so calm, also because he has figured it out, since the other party does not dare to appear directly, using these small means shows that it will not be a powerful role.

Sure enough, after the words fell, there was finally movement nearby, and a figure came slowly, this time it was no longer those maids in the illusion, but a somewhat graceful and luxurious figure, wearing a gorgeous gauze skirt, a beautiful woman with a somewhat plump body, green silk often coiled up, and her neck only revealed white and tender skin.

Undoubtedly, the current figure is much more tempting than those maids and dancers just now, but Zhao Jiuge is still unmoved, not to mention the cultivation of the mind, he has done well for so many years, even if he has any ideas, whether it is Pei Susu or Bai Qingqing's appearance, I am afraid that ordinary people can't compare, and it is difficult for him to be tempted.

Looking at Zhao Jiuge's vigilant expression and posture, the plump beauty couldn't help but smile, and said in a soft voice, "Don't be nervous, it's not an illusion this time, it's just that you are in my heaven and earth space." ”

Hearing this, Zhao Jiuge was a little puzzled, but he still believed what this beautiful woman said, but he didn't speak, but waited and watched the changes to see her purpose, but the next sentence immediately made Zhao Jiuge a little surprised and unbelievable, and his eyes widened in an instant.

"Since my true body is in you, and now I am still connected to your blood, I naturally have to test your heart, otherwise even if I have confessed the Lord now, I can forcibly erase this mark. ”

This time he spoke, and he changed to this beautiful woman with a playful smile on her face, and at this time, Zhao Jiuge also understood the identity of the beautiful woman in front of her, and it turned out to be the instrument spirit of the picture scroll in the spiritual sea in her body.

At this moment, Zhao Jiuge was instantly dumbfounded, the emotional family was just testing himself, and attracting himself to come seemed to be for his true body, after all, if he didn't make a real body, the machine spirit couldn't exert much power, and without the machine spirit, the magic weapon couldn't exert much power.

Now Zhao Jiuge completely understood the cause and effect, no wonder he said that there was a breath of the instrument spirit in the picture scroll before, but in the end, he didn't find anything, Zhao Jiuge thought that because the picture scroll was damaged, he couldn't fully exert his strength.

Looking at the meaning of this beautiful woman, if she hadn't come to her senses just now and stood the test, I am afraid that she would forcibly erase the connection between herself and the picture scroll, which made Zhao Jiuge a little lucky, unlike those men who can't leave their eyes when they see women.

However, Zhao Jiuge still had doubts in his heart, so he asked in a hurry.