Chapter Seventy-Two: The First Entry into the Closed Family
There are ravines everywhere in the Demon Ridge, and the mountains are undulating, and there is no end in sight.
Legend has it that this place was once an ancient battlefield, and even after the wind and rain corrosion, you can still see the traces left by the sharp blades between the mountains. Taicang Fengjia is located in the deepest part of the Demon Ridge Funiu Peak, a radius of 100 acres, looking from a distance, like a giant cow curled up in the wilderness, deep and full of wildness.
At the highest point of the Funiu Peak, there is a dark golden giant tower, as high as a hundred zhang, and around the giant tower, there are scattered one or twenty small towers, like the stars and the moon, and the dark golden giant tower is sanitized.
"Brother Lin, inside that giant tower, is the core area of my Feng family, except for the bloodline of the Feng family, no one is allowed to approach, otherwise they will be killed. You must keep this in mind. The two of them galloped quickly in the direction of Funiu Peak, Feng Jun pointed to the dark golden giant tower, and solemnly said to Lin Xuanqing.
"Oh, what about the other small towers?" Lin Xuanqing nodded, not apprehensive, and asked rhetorically.
A behemoth like the Feng family, if there are not a few core areas, it is abnormal.
"Each of those small towers is guarded by an outer elder. However, these external elders only live at the very top, and are in retreat all year round, and generally do not have any major events, so they will not show up easily. And most of the chores are handled by the tower master below. In fact, the so-called tower owner does not refer to the owner of a tower, but only the strongest person who cultivates in this tower. Anyone can challenge the tower master, and if they succeed, they will automatically take their place. Feng Jun explained.
"What are the benefits of becoming a tower master?" Lin Xuanqing asked quietly with a move in his heart.
"The tower master naturally has a lot of benefits, such as the allocation of cultivation resources, which are all in the responsibility of the tower master. At the same time, the tower master can also get the key training of my Feng family. Of course, everything in my Feng family is based on strength, each tower is divided into eighteen floors, and each time you challenge one floor, you will get more resources. The number of people on each upper floor is fixed, and there is no limit to the number of people at the bottom. Feng Jun said.
Lin Xuanqing suddenly realized that when an immortal cultivator joined the Feng family, what he valued was nothing more than the cultivation resources provided by him. Since the higher you go, the more resources people get, it is bound to stimulate the desire of many monks to challenge. This process must also be a process of survival of the fittest.
"At present, the non-feudal lineage, the monks below the Yunhai Realm, can only live in the outermost Luoyin Tower. I'm afraid I have to grieve Brother Lin to stay here temporarily. After approaching the Funiu Peak, Feng Jun pointed to an emerald green giant tower towering into the clouds in front of him, and said apologetically to Lin Xuanqing.
"It doesn't matter. It's just a temporary home, and it's nothing to me. Lin Xuanqing smiled lightly.
"However, there is one more rule to enter the Luoyin Tower. That is, it is necessary to insist on a stick of incense for a stick of incense under the hands of a blood cultivator of the same level. But I think with Brother Lin's strength, it shouldn't be difficult to think about. Feng Jun said lightly.
"There are still such rules?" Lin Xuanqing frowned.
Thinking about it carefully, I am afraid that this rule is also a test for the casual cultivation of joining the Feng family. After all, what kind of power the Feng family is, how can anyone join it? If you don't show a certain amount of strength, not to mention that in the eyes of the Feng family's descendants, even in the eyes of those side bloodlines or foreign monks, you don't have any status at all.
"If it's really just a fight with a blood cultivator of the same level, you will naturally not be scared. Speaking of which, Lin also wanted to try the strength of these special monks. Lin Xuanqing said unhurriedly.
"That's good. Feng Jun was relieved when he saw Lin Xuanqing agree, he was really afraid that he would take his own value and was unwilling to fight with those blood cultivators, "You and I have been traveling for a day in a row, and it costs a lot to come to Brother Lin." Now, you and I will choose a secluded place here, recover, and then go to war. Isn't that good?"
"No need. Lin Xuanqing waved his hand and directly rejected his kindness, "Where is the blood cultivation? ”
"This ...... Alright!"
Feng Jun had seen Lin Xuanqing's strength, and he immediately stopped insisting. He patted the storage bag, and the light in his hand flashed, and a magic weapon resembling a rhino horn appeared. Then the aura in his hand spit out, and with a "bang", the magic weapon exploded directly, turning into a dazzling light, and rushed towards the top of the Luoyin Tower.
A moment later, a group of monks came out of the Luoyin Tower, numbering in the hundreds, bustling and lively.
"Is anyone going to be tested by the spiral tower again?"
"I don't know who the followers are this time, but it's been nearly half a year since the last time a newcomer joined. I remember that there were a total of ten people who were tested that time, and in the end, only two of them could withstand the violent attack of the same level of blood cultivation. ”
"Hmph, those blood cultivators are all cultivating secret techniques, forcibly stimulating the potential of the bloodline, and exhausting their own potential before they break through the Cloud Sea Realm, and their strength is naturally far beyond that of ordinary monks. However, their biggest drawback is that most of them can no longer break through the Yunhai Realm, and they can only be regarded as blood slaves raised by the feudal family. ”
"Whatever the outcome, it's something to look forward to. ”
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Lin Xuanqing was shocked when he saw that so many cultivators were pouring out in front of him at once, the lowest of them were at the eighth layer of the Cloud Qi Technique, and among them, the ten layers of the Cloud Qi Technique accounted for as many as eighty percent. You must know that even if it is a huge Ancient Sword Gate, there are only one or twenty cultivators at the tenth level of the Cloud Qi Jue, and there are ten times more than the Ancient Sword Gate here.
Based on this alone, you can see how rich the Feng family is.
Boom~~
At this moment, the earth suddenly trembled, and the rumbling footsteps drowned out the discussion of everyone. Immediately afterward, from the stone path behind the Luoyin Tower, a huge lizard-like beast of length ran from the stone path, full of black armor, with many raised spots on its back. On the back of this giant beast sat a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old, with a proud expression.
And after this young man, he was followed by five guards with bloody and wooden expressions, and tightly protected this young man in the center.
"It's not good, it's Feng Shangkun! This person can rank in the top three among the elite disciples who have experienced this time, and he has always been at odds with me. If this happens, I am afraid that this test will be in vain. Damn!" Seeing this young man appear, Feng Jun's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly whispered to Lin Xuanqing.
Lin Xuanqing's eyes froze, and he glanced at that Feng Shangkun, and found that this person's aura was deep and condensed, and he could vaguely see the convergence of wind and clouds, obviously a peak cultivator of the Cloud Qi Technique who had suppressed his cultivation.
Moreover, this person's aura is far away, and he can actually be comparable to the twelfth layer of the Cloud Qi Jue monk, far exceeding the ordinary ten layers of the Cloud Qi Jue. This discovery suddenly made his heart sink, and he couldn't help but attach great importance to it. Could it be that this Feng family has also mastered the cultivation method of the last three layers of the Cloud Qi Technique?
"Hehe, who am I, it turns out to be my brother of the waste. Feng Jun, Feng Jun, are you a little too unproductive? Knowing that you can't pass this trial, you are actually ready to recruit some foreign waste to help. Rather than that, I think you might as well take ten Blood Cultivators to the Foreign Land to try your luck, maybe the chances of coming back alive are a little better. As soon as Feng Shangkun appeared, he said sarcastically.
"Feng Shangkun, how I choose is my own business, and I don't need you to worry about it. Now that my people are going to pass this test of entering the spiral tower, you'd better step aside and don't break the rules. Feng Jun said angrily.
"No hurry, no hurry. Of course I understand the rules, isn't it that foreign monks have to stick to a stick of incense under the hands of blood cultivators! It just so happens that I have a few blood cultivators here, so it is better to let them practice with your people. That Feng Shangkun smiled intently, suddenly raised his voice, and shouted, "Where is the Lord of the Luoyin Tower?"
At this time, a hunchbacked old man with a ruddy face flashed in the crowd, and he hurriedly said with a smiling face: "Little old man Mo Huagu, now the master of Luoyin Tower, I don't know what Young Master Shangkun commands?"
"Hey, why did the Lord of the Luoyin Tower give a shriveled old man? Ben Shao is too lazy to care about your. I'll just ask you, is it a bad rule to use my blood cultivation guards to test the newcomers? The test is usually the responsibility of the tower master himself, you don't have to deceive me, otherwise it will ......" Feng Shangkun said full of threats.
"Naturally, it's not a bad rule, please rest assured that Young Master Shang Kun is here. Na Mo Huagu wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and said hurriedly.
As the top three elite disciples of the Feng family, this Feng Shangkun has a pivotal position, how can a mere tower master like Mo Huagu be offended?
"That's good, blood one, go to war!" Feng Shangkun received Mo Huagu's reply, and immediately perked up, and shouted loudly.
Rumble!
The guard closest to Feng Shangkun suddenly raised his foot, and came out of the crowd, the blood qi around his body suddenly exploded, and a monstrous blood cloud formed above his head, and the heavy smell of blood forced everyone around him to retreat one after another, as if they had encountered a bad star, and looked at Lin Xuanqing with sympathy one by one.