Chapter Seventy-Six: Leaving the Tower

The person in front of him who was exactly the same as himself was not only the same in appearance as himself, but also the cultivation realm and expression were no different from him. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Since entering this second layer, he has fought the opponent several times, and now it is the third day, and so far, he has not won a single one.

Wang Cheng's expression showed thought, this second layer is obviously to defeat the person in front of him, so that he can pass, with the experience of the first layer, he is no longer in a hurry to pass, but to study the intention of this second layer.

"The first layer is to refine the divine sense...... Then this second layer should be the fighting experience......" Wang Cheng pondered, he glanced at the figure that was exactly the same as him, and had some guesses in his heart.

The figure that was exactly the same as Wang Cheng looked at Wang Cheng deeply at this moment, slapped his forehead with his right hand, and a fierce sword intent burst out, overwhelmingly surging towards Wang Cheng.

Wang Cheng's eyes moved, and the spell cast by the other party was the sword seal of the sword clan.

Wang Cheng's expression flashed with a hint of essence, and at this moment, his expression moved, and the sword of life came out, he held the sword of life, and slashed at the other self very casually.

But at this moment, after the other Wang Cheng dodged Wang Cheng's sword on the side of his body, he slapped his forehead, and a life sword that was exactly the same as Wang Cheng's hand quietly came out......

Wang Cheng's heart moved, and he looked at the sword of life closely at the moment, and he could feel that the breath on the sword of life was exactly the same as his own......

Soon, the two of them fought together, until the cultivation power in Wang Cheng's body was exhausted, and the figure that was exactly like him slowly dissipated, as if it had never existed.

Wang Cheng sat cross-legged on the ground with a tired expression, this second-level test is obviously to fight with himself, and only after defeating himself can he be promoted to the third layer.

Sitting there, Wang Cheng began to think, he kept listing his weaknesses, and when the other self appeared again tomorrow, these weaknesses could probably become the key to his victory.

I don't know how long it has been, when Wang Cheng was meditating and cultivating, a figure suddenly appeared behind him.

Wang Cheng suddenly opened his eyes, and almost without any hesitation, the cultivation at the peak of condensation qi exploded, and the sword clan's technique exploded, directly approaching the other self.

Time passed, and when the other self disappeared, Wang Cheng sat down tiredly, meditated and cultivated again, and the cycle began again, until more than half a month passed, Wang Cheng never left the Tiger Tower for half a step.

Another month passed, and on this day, Wang Cheng grabbed another flaw in himself, and after defeating it, his body disappeared from the second layer and suddenly appeared in the third layer.

This third floor is much larger than the first two floors, and this place is no longer a closed space, when Wang Cheng came here, he saw several monks meditating cross-legged at a glance.

In the previous two floors, the space was a solitary existence, and no one else would enter except for the person who broke into the tower.

Most of these monks who meditated cross-legged were cultivating to build foundations, and only a few of them were condensing qi like Wang Cheng.

At this moment, for Wang Cheng's arrival, several Qi Condensation Realm monks opened their eyes, glanced at him, and then closed them again.

Wang Cheng sat silently in a corner, looking at the surroundings of the third floor, and finally his eyes fell on a few ancient paintings on the third floor wall.

These ancient paintings seem to have a spirit in them, and if you look closely, it will make people feel abrupt.

Wang Cheng looked at these ancient paintings, which were all some ancient scenes, and on these ancient paintings, he felt a little mysterious, but this kind of mystery seemed to need to be seen and contemplated more before he could understand the mystery......

After a moment of silence, his eyes lit up, and he glanced at the monks around him, and he already had an understanding of this third level in his heart...... This third level, which tests its understanding, is understanding.

Knowing this, Wang Cheng immediately began to comprehend these ancient paintings, and time passed little by little, and three days later, he was able to understand the first ancient painting.

Shi Sanpan sat on the third floor of the Tiger Tower, this was the tenth day he came to the third floor, and he had already understood two ancient paintings on the wall, such a speed, not fast, but he thought it was not slow.

The condition for promotion to the third level is to understand all the ancient paintings here, and there are many ancient paintings around the walls, and the number is about thirteen or fourteen.

"Shi Daoyou, this third ancient painting is a little strange, I don't know if you understand it?"

At this moment, a soft voice came, and a woman in yellow with a caressed face walked towards Shi San at this moment.

The face of this woman in yellow is not gorgeous, but there is a kind of fascination that makes people charm, plus her figure is concave and convex, although it is just a condensation cultivation, but even if it is a foundation building monk, the moment he sees her, his breathing will be unconsciously short.

When Shi San saw this woman, his eyes suddenly lit up, this woman in yellow was stuck in the second layer before and could not be promoted, he lent the other party a high-grade spiritual weapon, and only then was he promoted to the third layer.

For this woman, Shi San can't say that he likes it, but he thinks that since he cultivated the Tao, in order not to affect the foundation building, he has never broken the child's body, and now that he has reached the foundation, he has to try the taste of a woman no matter what......

The woman in yellow sat on Shi San's side charmingly, leaning on him, and the two pairs of plump chests touched Shi San from time to time, so that Shi San was always distracted when explaining to him, and his hands took advantage of him from time to time.

It's just that Shi San didn't notice that on the body of the woman in yellow, a faint trace of pink gas was slowly integrating into his body.

Wang Cheng's divine sense had already become extremely acute after a few months of refining in the first layer, and at this moment his eyes looked in the direction of Shi San, and finally his gaze fell on the woman in yellow.

But he only glanced at it and then withdrew his gaze, and now looked at the first ancient painting again, and continued to comprehend.

Seven days flew by.

Wang Cheng frowned, looking at the third ancient painting in front of him, his expression was a little confused.

He had been looking at this third painting for two days before and had already understood a lot, but several of them were extremely abrupt, and he tried many methods, but Wang Cheng still couldn't fully understand them.

At this moment, the number of monks in the third layer has decreased a lot, and most of the rest are some monks in the early stage of foundation building.

The qualification of comprehension, in fact, will increase somewhat with the improvement of the cultivation realm, and the more high the cultivation of the monk, even if he is congenitally stupid, but the comprehension will not be low.

Wang Cheng thinks that his understanding should be good, but at present, he has never been able to understand this third painting.

At this moment, a wave suddenly rose in the third layer, and the figures of Shi San and the woman in yellow slowly appeared in this third layer.

After all, Shi San was a foundation building monk, and his appearance immediately attracted the attention of many people, but most of them only glanced at it, and most of them focused on the woman in yellow.

Wang Chengzheng was a little irritable, so he simply rested for a moment at this moment, glanced at Shi San, and then his expression changed slightly, revealing a trace of eccentricity.

His divine sense is extremely powerful, and he can see Shi San's condition at a glance at this moment, the masculinity on his body seems to have disappeared overnight, and his gestures at this moment are a little feminine......

While pondering in his heart, Wang Cheng's eyes looked at the woman in yellow, and immediately, he found that the aura and cultivation of the woman in yellow seemed to be much stronger than a few days ago......

After thinking about it for a while, he suddenly remembered a sect, that sect was called the Mother Demon Sect, and all of them were female cultivators, and their cultivation techniques needed to absorb men's masculinity......

Thinking of this, a trace of sympathy flashed in Wang Cheng's eyes when he looked at Shi San, and at the same time, he once again understood the insidiousness of this cultivation realm......

No longer caring about Shi San and the woman in yellow, Wang Cheng's eyes once again fell on the third ancient painting...... Time flies, and another three days have passed.

Wang Cheng stared at the third ancient painting, just now he suddenly thought of a possibility, but at this moment, he thought about it carefully, but he couldn't touch that little bit of aura.

Just as he frowned and thought about it, a coquettish voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"This Daoist brother, are you also stuck on this third painting?"

When Wang Cheng heard this voice, his expression changed slightly, and when he turned around, he saw that the delicate and curvaceous figure of the woman in yellow was exposed to his sight.

At the same time, a trace of imperceptible strange gas was slowly merging into Wang Cheng's body.

Wang Cheng's divine sense is powerful, although this pink gas is extremely difficult to detect, but under the subtle observation of his divine sense, he still feels its existence, and at this moment silently attached the spiritual qi to the surface of his body, and when he looked at the woman in yellow, he sneered in his heart.

Seeing that Wang Cheng just glanced at himself and stopped paying attention to herself, the woman in yellow held back her red lips and said in a crisp voice: "Fellow Daoist, the little girl wants to ask Fellow Daoist to do me a favor......

Between the words, she actually lay directly behind Wang Cheng, feeling the two softness behind her, Wang Cheng's expression remained unchanged, a little chill rose in her heart, and a trace of murder flashed in her eyes.

Because at the moment when the woman in yellow came over, he clearly felt a cool breath entering his body.

This cool qi seemed to be cold, but when it entered Wang Cheng's body, it gasped his blood, and a primordial restlessness rose in his body.

Wang Cheng suppressed the killing intent in his heart, cultivated in his body, suppressed this imperceptible desolate aura, and at this moment pretended to look at the woman in yellow in his eyes, and under his intentional leadership, he left the third floor of the Tiger Tower and came to the outside of the Tiger Tower.

Until he was taken by the woman in yellow to a deserted countryside, Wang Cheng took off the clothes of the woman in yellow like a demon, and soon a sultry body appeared in front of him.

At this moment, outside the Tiger Tower, there was a pretty figure, just seeing this scene, she glanced at the woman in yellow and Wang Cheng, and finally her eyes fell on Wang Cheng.

......

The woman in yellow looked at Wang Cheng with a demented face proudly, and secretly rejoiced in her heart, as long as she inhaled this person's masculinity, her cultivation should be able to reach the realm of foundation building.

At this moment, she couldn't wait, she reached out to take off Wang Cheng's clothes, but at this moment, she only felt a sharp pain in her abdomen, and a trace of blood smelled in the air......

(To be continued)