When the monks saw this, they hurried towards the entrance, their feet were extremely fast, and for a moment they were crowded.

Lin Fengjing turned his head and looked towards the Fuzhi Immortal Inn, and through the window, he saw Huo Heng in a green shirt.

He stood by the window, smiled lightly, and nodded softly at her.

Lin Fengjing smiled back and followed everyone into the Linglong Pagoda.

The Linglong Pagoda is a thing created by a soaring power, and it has the same thing as that secret realm, and it is all conjured up by the experience of the monks of the cultivation realm.

The door of the Linglong Pagoda was only open for a quarter of an hour, and then it closed with a bang!

The late monks glared angrily, flew hurriedly, and then sighed regretfully.

As soon as Lin Fengjing entered, he felt a strong pressure rushing towards him, tightly suppressing her body, trying to suppress her to the ground.

There was already a cold sweat on her forehead, and she couldn't help but tremble.

The same was true of the monks around him, who couldn't even speak.

Youyan's face was also extremely pale, trembling all over.

The first floor of the tower was empty all around, with only one staircase leading to the second floor, which was so narrow that only two people could pass side by side.

The only way to get to the second tower is this staircase.

Everyone climbed towards the staircase with all their strength, and Rao was in a cold sweat, and he didn't listen.

Lin Fengjing raised his head, looked at the back of the monk in front of him, raised his head and wiped the sweat on his forehead.

She moved her body forward vigorously, and when she looked up, she saw that a monk had successfully climbed the first step of the stairs at the front.

Suddenly, a great sword shot towards the monk!

The monk couldn't bear it anymore, his eyes widened, and he vomited blood and died.

Everyone took a step back, their faces slightly pale.

Lin Fengjing moved his body, and suddenly found that the layer of coercion on his body seemed to be gone.

And so did the people, and they all stood up.

But at this time, no one dared to step forward and step on that step.

"What should I do? This step turned out to be a sharp weapon for killing!"

"Yes, yes, is it possible to wait here for nothing?"

Everyone couldn't help but talk about it.

Youyan said anxiously: "If that's the case, how can we climb that staircase, isn't this just stuck on the first floor?"

Yun Chu comforted softly: "Don't worry, there will always be a way." ”

Her face was lowered, and she could vaguely see the pointed chin and long, curly eyelashes.

Lin Fengjing swept over, and suddenly glanced at her face, there seemed to be a trace of wrinkles on her eyelids, her pupils shrank suddenly, and her steps took a few steps back.

Everyone said that if a monk is about to end his life, even the Dingyan Pill will not work, and he will gradually show his old state.

Unlike human beings, monks have a long lifespan, and even have permanent beauty, as well as the ability to fly into the sky, but they only have one life, and if they die and disappear, if they do not go against the sky, they will no longer be able to fall into reincarnation.

will be scattered, dissipated in this world, and there will be no such person.

And Lin Fengjing was reborn by the conjuring spirit, which can be said to be an accident, or it may be a certain number in the dark. Love Chinese Network

She panicked slightly, and even felt a slight tightness in her chest, as if she was out of breath for a moment.

Lin Fengjing has known Yun Makeup since he was a child, and he has known him since he was a child. At that time, it was when she was six years old.

Youyan seemed to notice Lin Fengjing's pale face, and couldn't help but worry anxiously: "Xiao Qi, what's wrong with you? Why is your face so bad?"

Lin Fengjing waved her hand, signaling that she was fine.

A group of people were still trapped on the first floor of the Linglong Pagoda, like ants on a hot pot, panicked, and kept spinning around.

There must be no way up this staircase, and there must be another opportunity to find it.

But the area was completely empty, except for a narrow staircase, and the rest was nothing.

Lin Fengjing suddenly felt that strong gaze again, and when she looked up, she was still the woman in a black suit with a silver mask.

She wondered in her heart, the woman's figure was quite similar to Su Mian, but Su Mian was not a monk in the foundation building period?

Lin Fengjing shook his head and looked around.

Suddenly, a puff of smoke slowly drifted in, permeating the surroundings and enveloping everyone.

Lin Fengjing raised her head again, the surroundings were already empty, and in front of her stood a woman in red, coquettish, and said softly: "What do you call Daoyou?"

"My surname is Tao. Lin Fengjing replied.

The charming woman in red smiled lightly, pointed to the items on the stone table on the other side, and said, "My hand is injured, but I want a colorful neon dress, can you make one for me?"

Lin Fengjing looked at a very large stone placed on the stone table, and some colorful silk threads were also placed.

She shook her head and said, "But seniors, disciples don't know how to make clothes." ”

The woman in red smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll teach you the art of making clothes." ”

Lin Fengjing replied: "Okay!"

She searched for a long time and didn't look for a needle, but she found a stone and a grinding plate, and she couldn't help but be terrified.

Seeing her like this, the woman in red nodded and said, "After you finish my colorful clothes, I will send you to the second layer of the pagoda." ”

Lin Feng purified his heart and said: This is similar to the last time she won the Holy Fruit in the Absolute Spirit Realm.

She thanked her and said, "Thank you, senior! Does that disciple need to sharpen the needle first?"

The woman in red nodded, "Well, when the needle is polished, you will naturally make clothes." ”

Lin Fengjing put the grinding plate away, picked up the huge stone, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and asked, "Senior, can I use other powers, such as spiritual power?"

The woman in red smiled and said nothing, "In the past, most of the monks started grinding directly, but you are smart. As long as the needle comes out of the stone, it will do. ”

Lin Fengjing arched his hand and said, "Thank you!"

She flicked the Red Devil Whip and smashed the stone into several pieces, then picked the best one, and with a wave of her hand, ignited a fireball, clasped her hands together, and slowly refined.

Lin Fengjing closed his eyes, his divine sense carefully perceived, and used his spiritual power to catch the changes in the stones little by little, slowly melting and condensing the stones, and then selecting some of the strongest slurries, solidifying them together, and slowly forming the shape of a needle.

When it cools, it takes the shape of a needle.

She got up and said respectfully: "Senior, the needle is already there." ”

The woman in red took out a jade slip, smiled, and said, "What is recorded here is the practice of weaving clothes, you can do it according to the above." ”

Lin Fengjing took it and placed the jade slip on her forehead, and the contents of it quickly appeared in her mind.