On the twenty-fourth floor of Longxing Pagoda, the situation of being attacked by the formation in the spiritual mind is just like the description of various hells in the Buddhist scriptures. Huo Ran?Wen ??? ??? ．ｒａｎｅｎａ`ｃｏｍ

This level is the Corpse Sludge Hell in the Near Hell.

After a bitter battle in their minds, Ruan Zun and Sun Zhi cleared up and passed this hurdle. Then the formation space passage from the twenty-fourth layer to the twenty-fifth layer was opened.

Just as they were about to step up the stairs, as if sensing something, Ruan Zun and Sun Zhiqing looked back almost at the same time.

Behind them, in the middle of the tower floor, a nine-ringed tin staff, emitting a faint glow, suspended in the air.

It appeared out of nowhere, without warning, and it seemed that it was a small world somewhere in the tower that had been activated by the success of the level.

After an initial momentary pause, the two men walked almost simultaneously, and after a few steps, they held the ends of the tin staff at the same time, arguing.

"Let it go!" Sun Zhiqing shouted.

Ruan Zun was neither humble nor arrogant, and did not back down: "This tin staff appeared because of the success of the level, and I also succeeded in the level, why can't I get it?"

If nothing else, judging from the light emitted by this tin rod, it must be a treasure. Moreover, since entering the tower, this is the first time that an object similar to a spirit soldier has been seen, and there may be a deep meaning in it, and this thing is also an extraordinary product.

"You're just a blind cat and a dead mouse, but I've passed the test with the secret skills of the Penglai Immortal Sect! Among them, there is naturally more affirmation of me!" Sun Zhiqing said.

Ruan Zun was about to sneer at each other, when the dragon soul moved in his spiritual sense, and shouted: "On the left side, there is another thing!"

He squinted his eyes, and above the ground, there was indeed one more thing, an extremely thin rope, very short, and two Buddhist beads were worn on the rope.

Sun Zhiqing also glanced at the thing, and shouted: "One piece for each person, this tin rod belongs to me, and the string of Buddhist beads belongs to you!"

The fairy power in the palm shook Ruan Zun's right hand away from the tin staff, and then without waiting for Ruan Zun to say and fight, he put it into the payment ring. Then, as if nothing had happened, he strode towards the upper floors of the tower.

Glaring at him angrily, knowing that his arms still couldn't twist his thighs, Ruan Zun had to pick up the string of Buddhist beads.

Judging from the length of the rope, such a short one should be the beads held by the monks, which are used to count the number of Buddha names or mantras to be recited. The two ends of the rope have been broken, and the rest of the beads are scattered somewhere.

Ruan Zun suddenly thought of something, and took out four other Buddha beads from his arms, all of which he had harvested from the items that had fallen from the small world since he had broken into the tower twice. These beads, all of which are the same in appearance and size, seem to be the same thing on the beads.

According to the usual number, the minimum number of beads in a string is eighteen. Now, he has six in his hands. On each one, the front is engraved with a Buddhist "10,000" character, and the back is the six-character mantra of "Hum Mani Beimi".

Tie the six beads, tie the string in a knot, and wear it on your left hand. Although the number is less, at first glance, it really has some auspicious and solemn meaning of Buddhism.

After doing this, he did not rush to continue to go up, but put the thoughts of breaking into the tower this time again in his spiritual thoughts. I also found a few Buddhist scriptures about the Buddhist theory of hell from the vows, and after reading them roughly, I had a deeper understanding of the Buddhist theory of hell in my heart again, and then I walked up the ladder.

According to the Buddhist scriptures, after the hell of corpse dung and mud, there is the hell of the blade.

If this is the case, Ruan Zun has already thought of a countermeasure.

Went up to the twenty-fifth floor. The 25th floor is not much different from the 24th floor, dim, dreary, and slightly narrower.

Sun Zhiqing leaned against a tower wall with his back closed, his eyes closed, sweating profusely, and it seemed that he was being attacked by the Spirit Mind Formation.

Ruan Zun looked at the stone wall on the other side, on which there was a mural. It depicts a group of people who have descended to hell walking on a grassland made of red-burned blades, and the painful scene of being pierced repeatedly.

Blade Hell, as it were.

And the force of the pressure on this layer is even smaller than that of the twenty-fourth layer, and it is also constantly decaying. The attenuation of the power of this pressure is so that Ruan Zun does not need to condense his spiritual power to resist it at all, and the spiritual power of his own body protection alone is enough to deal with it.

Those people who were guarding outside the tower and were not allowed to enter, knowing the current situation in the tower, were afraid that they would jump to their feet in anger.

After staying for a while, the attack of the formation came as promised. In the spiritual thoughts, Ruan Zun was indeed brought into the hell of the blade like in the mural. It was a field of sharp blades made of weapons, and the whole land was covered with iron thorns as sharp as grass and burned red.

Ruan Zun's body in the spiritual thought, under the pressure of the rules of the formation, had to walk on such a land. His form was constantly pierced, then restored, and then pierced, and pierced, and restored......

This situation made him think sadly that when he roasted chicken wings in his previous life, the iron fork felt that the position was wrong, and he pulled it out again, again and again, and the cycle continued.

The difference is that he is the roasted chicken wings now.

He tried to restrain the pain, and went around the wilderness to find the shadow of the Knocking Heaven.

After entering the nearby hell, it will appear in the Tangxuan Pit Hell, and the corpse dung and mud hell will appear, if there is no accident, it will still appear in this Blade Plain Hell.

And what is even more unsurprising is that if it appears, the task of breaking through the tower successfully is to relieve it of the pain it has suffered.

Once this line of thought and context is figured out, the invasion of various spiritual thought formations that he has experienced before will also be cheerful.

This is not the Locking Dragon Array, but the Unlocking Dragon Array!

If his guess is correct, that senior monk is powerful, imprisoned a dragon bloodline, and adopted various secret methods, wanting to cultivate it into a real dragon. It's a pity that before it succeeded, this Baozhu Temple didn't know what disaster it had encountered, and it was almost wiped out.

The Knocking Heaven may have died in this catastrophe, and its spiritual thoughts may still exist, but it was suppressed in the Longxing Tower, and suffered from the torment of the Hell Lock Dragon Array.

That senior monk is powerful, and the purpose of setting up a formation and creating countless small world rewards is not to trap this knocking elbow's spiritual thought, but to release it!

No!

If this is the case, isn't there that there are two amazing and brilliant predecessors, one of whom wants to raise the dragon descendant and eventually turn it into a true dragon, while the other person sets up a hell to lock the dragon formation and trap the spirit of knocking on the heavens, so that it does not escape from this tower and bring disaster to the world?

Thinking of this, unconsciously, Ruan Zun broke out in a cold sweat.

No, I and others worked hard to break through the tower, level after level, and the final goal was to crack the Hell Lock Dragon Array, and finally release the spiritual thoughts of knocking on the heavens in the locked town tower?