Chapter 542: Secret Land Longxing Pagoda (3)

There are about forty or fifty spiritual priests on the second floor of Longxing Pagoda. Burning Text ??? ?? .?r?a?n?? e?n?`org

Everyone was scattered around, basically looking at the murals on the walls of the second-story tower. There are even some small frictions, and after a few words of scolding, under the gaze of everyone, it still ends in a sneer.

Ruan Zun and the others saw Wen Yanbo and his party. Wen Yanbo and Murong Yanda came earlier before him, and they only stayed on the second floor for a while, and then went directly to the third floor. Long Xiaofeng and Zhuang Xinyan stayed.

They said hello and then looked at their own.

After looking at it for a while, perhaps thinking that the life of the monks and the zazen pictures on the mural were boring, Lu Tianhao proposed to go up to the third floor.

As soon as he entered the third floor, he was faced with an invisible force when the head cover was pressed down. The two of them froze as they advanced. The spiritual power was in a hurry, and it was only then that he could bear this pressure. However, in the process of carrying each other, it is a little difficult.

There are even fewer people on the third floor, but there are only about a dozen people. Most of them are looking at the murals on the walls, which show some monks practicing martial arts, and there are two or three people sitting on the ground, not knowing whether they are meditating or resting.

In this third layer, the invisible pressure that is constantly under is more powerful than that of the second layer. Ruan Zun had to use spiritual power from time to time to fight the pressure with the consumption of spiritual power.

From the first floor, to the third floor, and even above the tower floor, is there such pressure? What is the source of this pressure?

Ruan Zun had a deep curiosity about this Longxing Pagoda. After gradually getting used to the pressure of the third layer, the breath of the breath and blood flow was stable, and he was ready to go to the fourth layer.

Lu Tianhao also had this intention, glanced at him, and the two walked towards the stone steps.

"Leader Ruan, Lord Lu Qi. Duchenne said to the two, "I can only accompany the two of you here." Presumably, the two of you have also heard that most of the ordinary spiritual scholars, those in the Spirit Venerable Realm, can only operate in the lower three layers. From the fourth layer upwards, people will be attacked by inexplicable spiritual thoughts and will be under tremendous pressure. If it weren't for the strength of the people, or the people with magic weapons, it would be difficult to resist at all. ”

"But I heard Brother Yang Zhiyang say, the four of you can basically go up to the eleventh and second floors. This is the third layer. Ruan Zun asked.

"From the fourth level onwards, people are under tremendous pressure and psychic attacks. If you go up to the eleventh and second floors, you need to spend all your spiritual power, and you will also suffer a huge physical and spiritual damage. At that time, we didn't know what was at stake, and in order to behave in front of the sect leader, we fought to the death, and later we were all carried down by the sect leader, and we were able to recover from our injuries for a month and a half. If I really go up again, when I get to the fifth or sixth floor, I won't dare to go up again. That kind of pressure, that kind of pain......"

"Moreover, I am on duty at Longxing Tower today. My job is to maintain the following three layers......"

Du Xing refused to go up again, Ruan Zun looked at Lu Tianhao: "Shall we stay on the third floor first, or go up?"

Lu Tianhao thought for a moment, "When you first enter this tower, it is safe to do so." I think it's better to stay here and see. ”

Nguyen Zun agreed.

So, the two stopped on these three floors. Here, in fact, as long as you enter it, the spiritual power in your body is under pressure, and it will constantly operate autonomously and fight against the pressure. The feeling of pressure is like everyone has five or six sacks weighing 1,000 pounds each on their shoulders.

Spiritual power is constantly consumed in such confrontations. The constant consumption also forces the blood veins in the body to desperately squeeze the power of each cell. Such a cyclical pressing process is actually an excellent cultivation.

"Tianhao, this is actually a treasure land for cultivation. Ruan Zun noticed this and said to Lu Tianhao.

And so it is. Lu Tianhao said, "But this is for people with great potential, deep spiritual power, or many elixirs such as spirit pills." Ordinary spiritual monks, who don't stay here for long, will run out of spiritual power and leave. ”

As if to confirm his words, a spiritual priest near them, who seemed to be a junior spiritual venerable, had been sitting on the ground meditating, and against the pressure in the tower, his face suddenly darkened, and a mouthful of blood spurted wildly.

Duchen hurriedly dragged the man down and handed him over to the monks and bandits for treatment.

Seeing this situation, the expressions of the dozen or so spiritual warriors from all sides in the third layer sank. Two of the spirits seemed to be apprehensive about this, whispered a few words to each other, and then stood up and stepped down to the second floor.

"If we don't have the spiritual power, let's go down first. Lu Tianhao said in a low voice, "After all, this Longxing Pagoda is so weird, we are new to it, so we can't be strong." ”

"Yes. Ruan Zun agreed. Then the two separated slightly, each resisting the weight of the tower. Lu Tianhao has been soaking in the heart washing pool for a long time, and his physical toughness is rare in the world, so he is not afraid of the heavy pressure in these three layers, and sits quietly under a tower wall, closing his eyes and cultivating.

Ruan Zun looked at the murals on the wall with interest, while fighting the pressure. Perhaps because of his habit of reading, he is always very interested in this kind of calligraphy, painting. This is true when I look at the murals at the altar of the ancestors of Tianyuan Valley, and here and here, when I look at the murals here, the same is true.