This place is dozens of zhang in size, except for some sparse grass and trees, there are some strange-shaped stones, which look very desolate. The only thing that catches the eye is the quaint stone pagoda that stands in the middle. On the cliff behind the stone tower, Ma Chuan saw a cave five or six feet in size, but it gave people an illusory feeling, like a mirage.

Sun Fu walked to the stone tower, took out a jade plaque, and played a trick, and the water curtain like the tower door disappeared automatically.

The two of them walked into the stone tower, which was the size of two rooms, and there was nothing but a few futons and a golden black bead the size of a goose egg, and there was no staircase leading to the second floor.

"Senior Brother Ma, the first floor of this town demon tower is your residence. Sun Fu handed over the jade plate that opened the tower door to Ma Chuan.

"Senior Brother Sun, do you want to say hello to the seniors in the cave?" As soon as Ma Chuan came here, he felt an invisible sense of oppression.

"Senior doesn't like others to disturb, junior brother, take care. Sun Fu immediately took his leave.

"That senior really won't come out?" Ma Chuan's fear of the country was unstable, so he was a little afraid.

"Senior brother don't worry, this is also an opportunity. Sun Fu said meaningfully.

It turned out that hundreds of years ago, the Demon Suppression Tower became more and more dangerous among low-level disciples. After some deliberation, the seniors of Tanaka skillfully solved this problem. For low-level disciples who have violated certain valley rules, they will be punished to face the wall here, and they will always be under fear, but it is quite effective in sharpening their state of mind.

Generally, those who violate the rules of the valley are some disciples who are not in a good state of mind, and they are punished to face the wall of the Demon Suppression Tower, which not only sharpens the state of mind of the punished disciples, but also warns some disciples who are ready to move.

New disciples generally keep to themselves, and the disciples who have been in the valley for a long time have already learned from other populations that the Demon Suppression Tower is a dangerous place, and they are even more reluctant to come to the Demon Suppression Tower to face the wall. So in the past hundred years, no disciple has been punished to face the wall in the Demon Suppression Tower, and Ma Chuan has become the first person in a hundred years.

After Sun Fu explained what he should say, he sacrificed the green leaf magic weapon and walked away.

Ma Chuan took a turn in the tower, feeling that this tower was too common, thinking of the strange cave behind the tower, his heart beat a drum, although he barely made the permanent troops on the spiritual platform calm, but the soldiers who feared the country were still unstable.

Seeing that it was sunny outside, Ma Chuan walked out of the stone tower and walked around except near the cave. The only harvest was to find a jujube tree, with a wrist-thick trunk with a few half-green and not red dates hanging on it.

Thinking that this was the wild fruit that the old Tao surnamed Yi was talking about, Ma Chuan was a little disappointed. I originally thought that the wild fruits I said were also fruits such as peaches, oranges, and plantains, but I didn't think that they were these skinny dates.

Ma Chuan casually put down a jujube and chewed it slightly in his mouth, but it was very sweet, not as sour as he imagined, which made his heart feel better.

This is where the mountain gate of Qingxi Valley is located, and the aura of heaven and earth is abundant, even in the most barren place, the dates produced on the wild jujube trees will not be sour.

Ma Chuan walked to the edge of the cliff and looked into the valley, and those scenes loomed, similar to what he saw on the white clouds. When he looked up, he saw a cliff towering into the sky, and he couldn't see the entire mountain peak at all.

Before you know it, time passes quietly and night falls. Before the afterglow of the sky faded, Ma Chuan involuntarily returned to the stone tower and sealed the tower door like a water curtain with the jade plaque.

As night fell, the bright moonlight shone into the tower, and Ma Chuan felt a chill. A sense of oppression appeared inexplicably, even though there were 500 people on the platform, the permanent strength of a brigade, but the fear of the country was in chaos, and a sense of fear arose.

The night was very quiet, so quiet that people were cranky, and all kinds of terrible thoughts flashed in Ma Chuan's mind.

When the fearful troops began to pour out in large numbers, and when his heart was in turmoil, the permanent troops on the spiritual platform could still keep him a little sober, and he hurriedly took out a wish power charm and pasted it on his body.

The peaceful power of the Wishing Power Talisman made the fearful forces rushing to Fangcun Mountain slowly stop, but the Wishing Power Talisman attached to the body quickly spontaneously combusted.

Ma Chuan used five wishing power talismans in a row, all of them. In desperation, he shook his hand and took out a white feather fan that he didn't want to show. Suddenly, a coolness spread through the whole body along the arm, and the fearful forces began to retreat.

"Hey, isn't this the natal feather of the colorful phoenix? How did you get a little doll in the health realm!" Just as Ma Chuan was holding the white feather fan in his hand and his mind slowly calmed down, a gloomy voice suddenly appeared in the stone tower, which came from the cave.

"Colorful Phoenix's natal feather!" The sudden sound once again caused chaos in the fear of the country, although it had the pacification effect of the feather fan, but there were still about two pawns of the fear of the country troops to attack the spirit platform. Ma Chuan hurriedly used all the permanent troops on the spirit platform to resist, barely keeping his composure.

"No, even if you have the natal feather of the colorful phoenix to calm your mind, you can't be as calm as you are now. The voice in the cave was a little suspicious.

"I'm naturally sophisticated, so what's so strange. Although Ma Chuan felt invisibly depressed, he still endured it.

"Really?" the voice asked seemingly ordinary, but Ma Chuan suddenly felt a huge sense of oppression, as if he was facing thousands of troops, even if there was a white feather fan to calm his mind, the country-fearing forces that attacked the Lingtai surged again.

Fortunately, the permanent strength on the Lingtai has reached the upper limit, and the country-fearing troops cannot rush into the Lingtai for the time being, and Ma Chuan can still command the permanent strength of a brigade on the Lingtai to barely resist.

After a quarter of an hour passed, the sense of oppression slowly disappeared, and the fearful forces that stormed the Lingtai gradually subsided.

Ma Chuan was sweating profusely, and his essence supply was seriously depleted, but fortunately, Lingtai was not captured by the fearful forces.

"Master, why?" the voice in the cave suddenly shouted, "If you had taught me the Seven Spirits Technique back then, how could I have lost to the boss. Haha, as a result, you were eccentric and taught it to the third child, which made him famous for being worthy of the seal of the Six Kingdoms, and now it is even taught to an unknown junior. ”

Ma Chuan seemed to hear something, but he was still puzzled, and the fear disappeared seven or eight times out of ten.

"Give me the right talisman!" the voice said unmistakably.

"What right charm?" Ma Chuan's face changed drastically, and he could no longer maintain his composure, so he could only hold the feather fan tighter.

"Bring it!" the voice from the cave said again.

When Ma Chuan heard this, he sensed that the country had increased his troops again, and while storming the Lingtai, he controlled his body and intended to walk towards the cave. He hurriedly mobilized all the permanent troops on the spiritual platform to resist, but he felt that he had more strength than enough heart, that is, the supplies were sufficient, but the troops that could fight were too few. Just as Ma Chuan was trying to find a way to get reinforcements from the other six vassal states, the colorful light of the feather fan in his hand bloomed, and a strange power permeated the whole body, and the uncontrollable fear of the country settled down, and the feeling of uncontrolled body disappeared immediately.

"Who are you, and why do you care about General Ben?" the voice in the cave was a little angry.