Su Ji followed Uncle Jingming up the stone steps leading to the second floor, and at the end was a stone door. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although the door was covered with slippery moss, Uncle Jingming directly put his face on it, closed his eyes and listened for a long time.

"What do you hear?" asked Suji.

Uncle Jingming just shook his head.

After a long silence, he suddenly opened his eyes, as if he had finally made up his mind, spat on each of his hands, and firmly grasped the stone door and pushed it hard. Ordinary people would never be able to push away such a big stone, but Uncle Jingming seemed to still retain a little cultivation, so his strength was much greater than that of ordinary people.

The stone door was wide open, and Su Ji was just about to go up, when suddenly his arm was firmly held by Uncle Jingming!

"Don't worry, I'm older than you, but I was younger than you when I entered the tower. I'm going to give you three pieces of advice before you get water, just remember that you can at least survive to my current age. ”

"What three pieces of advice?"

"First, whatever you see or hear from above, don't have any illusions that you can escape from here. That thought alone can kill you. The fastest people to die here are often those who want to get out, and second, there is only one way to get water from the top of the tower. That's what the predecessors tried with their lives, don't find another way. Third, never go near the golden gate at the top of the tower, don't even look at it, or you won't even have a chance to regret it...... Remember?"

After hearing this, Su Ji was thoughtful, silent for a long time, and replied:

"Remember, remember, I've always had a good memory. ”

Uncle Jingming glanced at Su Ji, with a hint of doubt in his eyes, and said:

"You'd better really remember. It is complex and dangerous, hidden mysteries, and if you are not careful, your soul will be scattered. I'll just take you once. How much you can remember depends on your creation. ”

With that, the two of them walked through the stone gate and through the stone staircase to the second floor.

Su Ji found that this layer was completely different from the two layers below, with many strange-shaped stones, shaped like sun-dried dead coral.

"Coral is poisonous!" Uncle Jingming reminded loudly, "Don't touch it if you don't want to die!"

Su Ji slowly withdrew the hand he had just stretched out. He scanned his surroundings and felt as if he had entered a magical sea. The colorful corals in front of them are layered and intertwined, in a thousand forms, some like a blooming flower on the other side, some like a cluster of dancing flames, and some are connected into a large area, like a dense jungle.

These corals are faintly glowing, flickering and bright, constantly changing colors, giving people a dreamlike feeling.

Uncle Jingming walked cautiously step by step, and the gloomy shadow was reflected on the ground, out of place with the colorful coral bushes around him. He walked nervously, muttering as he walked, as if to help himself remember the correct route.

Su Ji followed him around many turns, turned around many times, and finally stopped under a huge piece of coral. This coral is grayish-white in color and resembles branching antlers. There is a large gap on both sides of the staghorn coral, which can accommodate six or seven people to pass through together.

Su Ji's nose smelled a strong smell of blood, mixed with a pungent stench, as if it was coming from behind the staghorn coral. The light there shines through the gaps on both sides, creating four black shadows around it.

It was four huge figures, and when the four people inside walked around, the four shadows would also walk around outside.

Uncle Jingming did not walk in through the gap on both sides of the staghorn coral, but stopped and tapped the coral with a bone, neither fast nor slow. Su Ji felt like he was knocking on the door politely, as if the piece of staghorn coral had completely separated the two worlds.

"Knock! knock!"

There was no response for a long time, and Uncle Jingming had no choice but to put his mouth close to the staghorn coral and shouted inside:

"Poor Dao has come to greet the four immortal monarchs!"

Uncle Jingming used all his strength to shout from the depths of his body, shouting and sweating all over. After a while, human voices began to come from the side of the staghorn coral, and the voices were far away and the content could not be heard clearly.

"It doesn't seem like I'm here alone. ”

Suddenly, a muffled voice came from inside the staghorn coral. Su Ji was slightly stunned, the voice was very close, as if the person who spoke had been behind the staghorn coral just now, and it seemed to float over suddenly, because he didn't hear the footsteps at all.

"Hehe, isn't it a woman?"

An obscene voice came from inside, not the same person, but also suddenly from a close distance. Su Ji felt incredulous, and couldn't help but glance at Uncle Jingming, only to see that his expression was even more nervous than before, and he seemed to care about the people behind the staghorn coral.

"It's not a woman, it's just a little Taoist priest in the Xuanqing realm. Uncle Jingming replied respectfully.

Su Ji suddenly glanced at Uncle Jingming again, knowing in his heart that he had deliberately told a lie, and couldn't help but be secretly grateful. If he said that he had no cultivation at all, he would inevitably attract the attention of these four people and cause unforeseen trouble.

After Uncle Jingming finished speaking, it seemed that another person was walking towards this piece of coral. This person was different from the two people who had just spoken, not suddenly, but could hear a heavy footstep slowly approaching. Su Ji was eager to see what kind of person this was. He held his breath as the man stepped out of the gap on either side of the coral, but it turned out to be the opposite of what he expected, and the footsteps suddenly stopped behind the coral.

Immediately afterward, a pile of human skulls was thrown out of the gap on either side of the coral. The number of these skulls is more than the number of skulls of all the people in the lower classes combined.

Uncle Jingming couldn't help frowning, and whispered into the wall:

"Today's ...... It seems like there are more ...... than ever before."

The implication was that if there were too many bones, the lower monks would not be able to drink enough water, but the man who made the footsteps ignored Uncle Jingming's words and walked away.

Uncle Jingming shook his head helplessly, gestured at Su Ji, and motioned for him to help put these bones together.

Su Ji had just picked up a bone, and suddenly heard a woman's voice:

"You're here......"

The voice was cold and ethereal, and a sense of déjà vu came up like a tide, quietly bringing Su Ji back to that nightmare.

Undoubtedly, it was the voice of the woman in the dream. Su Ji's body was shocked, and he subconsciously looked at Uncle Jingming, only to see that he was expressionless, tidying up his skull by himself, and he didn't seem to hear this voice.

Su Ji was helping to get the skulls while staring at the wall from time to time, waiting for the woman's voice to come out again. But until Su Ji left this place, the woman's voice did not come out again.

After a while, Uncle Jingming and Su Ji each carried a string of human skulls with white flowers and came to the top floor of Linglong Pagoda Prison.

Su Ji gradually broke away from Uncle Jingming's guidance, and his attention was all attracted by a closed door. Although it had lost its brilliant golden luster, Su Ji could still tell that it was a golden gate made of expensive pure gold.

The door didn't even have a handle, and it looked like a large heavy gold plate embedded directly in the solid stone wall. There is a small finger-wide slit at the top of the door, through which the light shines out, and the light source should be in the door. It was an ancient and sad light, very different from the colorful light below.

What intrigued Su Ji the most was that there was a half-foot-wide ditch under the Golden Gate.

The ditch ran out from under the door and went far outside the door, bubbling in the distance. The limbs of animals floated on the water, causing the parts that touched the stone ground to turn a terrible dark red.

Could it be that this is what Uncle Jingming said, the golden gate that must not be approached?

Su Ji shouted a few times towards the crack under the door, only to hear a small response, as if it was a human voice.

There are living people living in the Golden Gate!

Because of the echo, Su Ji couldn't hear what the man was saying at all. He dropped his knees to the ground, trying to see through the crack under the bronze door to see what was inside. The smell of rot in the gutter made him feel sick.

The moment he looked inside, he suddenly saw a bloodshot eye, also looking at him inside!

Su Ji couldn't help but shout out "ah"!

The uncle glanced back at Su Ji and asked in a mocking tone:

"What do you see?"

Su Ji saw his playful expression, obviously asking knowingly. He didn't answer, but was silent for a long time.

Uncle Jingming shook his head and said, "I told you not to look around! There is a monster living in the golden gate, and many people have already been swallowed alive by it! It stands to reason that you should have been gouged out by it now." But I don't know why it will let you go, maybe it's in a good mood today. ”

Su Ji snorted and said disappreciably: "What monster?

He wanted to ask who was inside, but when he saw that Uncle Jingming had already walked away, he swallowed back the words that came to his lips.

Along the way, Su Ji had a lot of things he couldn't figure out. He knew that if he continued to think about it, he would encounter unknown dangers, but deep down, he still had to be curious about the people in the golden gate.

Who was he, what did he look like, why was he locked up inside, what happened to him?

Of course, people who fall into such a place will not have any good experience.

Before leaving, Su Ji couldn't help but glance back at the Golden Gate. The ditch sticking out of the door was still flowing unhurriedly.

Su Ji followed Uncle Jingming to the bottom of the spire of the tower, only to see human skulls tied with strips of cloth hanging upside down, and each skull was filled with seeping rainwater.

Su Ji casually tore off a skull filled with rainwater and found that the horizontal plane in the skull was slanted. He suddenly remembered that when the Pure World Lotus Seed fell to the ground before, it would also roll in one direction. This shows that the Linglong Tower Prison is not upright, but stands leaning somewhere.

"Why is this tower prison oblique?" Su Ji asked curiously, "If it is not oblique, this bone can hold at least half more water." ”

Uncle Jingming carefully collected the skull containing the water and explained:

"Regarding the inclination of the Linglong Pagoda Prison, there are two different sayings: one says that the Linglong Pagoda is a Zhenxian Pagoda built by the ancestors of the Sect, and due to a subsidence, one side of the pagoda fell into the ground, so it was tilted. The other is that the Linglong Pagoda is a magic weapon of the heavenly realm, and it suppresses a fairy spirit who violates the rules of heaven. After the fairy escaped, the pagoda fell from the sky and perched diagonally on an island. The pagoda has lost most of its mana and maintains its massive shape. The ancestors of the Sect built it and turned it into the most terrifying prison in the world. ”

A fairy is suppressed in the Linglong Pagoda?

Could it be the man in the Golden Gate?

While Su Ji was thinking, an excited voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Sure enough, it's here......" Fox Xi's voice trembled a little, "Finally...... Found ......"

Su Ji walked into the distance and asked her in a low voice, "What did you find?"

Fox Xi's tone became more and more excited, and she choked up: "My father is locked up in this Seven Treasures Exquisite Pagoda. ”