Taiqing Sword

Chapter 62, Soul Suppressing Tower ([-])

The second floor of the tower is different from the first floor. Although it looks normal, Shangguan Jinghong will not be an idiot to think that it is simpler than the first floor. The danger of taking this step has not come, and Shangguan Jinghong’s worry has not diminished. Anti-increasing, always with true energy on guard, the second step, the third step, and the fourth step, Shangguan Jinghong's brows became tighter as he walked, thinking whether his worries were a little unnecessary.

After walking a few more steps, Shangguan Jinghong let go of his mind for a while, his zhenqi relaxed, and suddenly there was a loud voice of contention. Immediately, he used Ghost Dance's body skills to dodge, but because of the sudden attack, despite his excellent body skills, he was still injured. There were six or seven sword wounds on his body, and the deepest wound was exposed.

Shangguan Jinghong took a deep breath and retreated violently, until he retreated to the door, the murderous aura disappeared without a trace. After counting the points, the bleeding will be stopped, and the breath can be adjusted quickly with the legs crossed.

At the same time, he thought to himself, the first level is the saber aura attacking the body with every step, but this level of sword aura swarms in. After Shangguan Jinghong figured it out in his heart, he calmed down a little, treated the wound hastily, and continued to move forward. Go, this time he is no longer cautious, but striding like a shooting star, walking to the center, the murderous aura reappeared, Shangguan Jinghong raised the corner of his mouth, sure enough, the sword aura struck, Shangguan Jinghong's body was light, and he dodged back and forth. At the entrance of the first floor, the sword energy remained undiminished, but became even crazier.

Just when Shangguan Jinghong stepped on the entrance of the third floor, thinking it was safe and sound, a sharper sword aura suddenly appeared. Shangguan Jinghong couldn't help thinking about what was going on, and at the same time, he kept his body shape and rushed straight to the entrance of the third floor tower. But the world is unpredictable, the entrance is right in front of you, and then a phantom of a huge sword strikes over, Shangguan Jinghong retreats violently, and at the same time, he can clearly see the two words "Sword Formation" engraved on the stone tablet of the second floor tower. Words, but did not dare to stop, retreated to the center of the tower, surrounded by crazy sword energy again, had no choice but to retreat to the door again.

"Damn it, what's the matter with him? Is this sword energy conscious? Wherever I go!" Shangguan Jinghong, who was extremely angry, burst into foul language.

Anger to anger, the tower still has to be broken, if it is too simple, it is meaningless, the more difficult Shangguan Jinghong is, the more curious what will be encountered on the next floor, what kind of sword formation is the 'Sword Formation', Shangguan Jinghong suddenly thought of something, exploded Shouted: "Come out!" Shangguan Jinghong didn't believe that the sword energy would attack on its own, he suspected it at the first level, and this level further confirmed the judgment of the previous sentence, but unfortunately, there was no response in the empty tower.

Shangguan Jinghong thought to himself, okay, if you don’t come out, I’ll hit you until you come out, the Longquan sword Zhengming was unsheathed, and Yingwei’s extremely domineering sword energy soared into the sky, filling the entire second floor of the pagoda, sweeping every corner like a wind and cloud , After a while, it returned to calm, the entire pagoda was not complete, Shangguan Jinghong snorted coldly, retracted his sword and stood on his own, striding forward, the sky failed, Shangguan Jinghong thought that everything was safe, and walked to the center of the sword Once again, Shangguan Jinghong realized that it was not that simple, and retreated to the door again. Shangguan Jinghong slowly closed his eyes, and the surroundings could hear needles falling quietly, as if this was an empty tower, nothing existed, Even Shangguan Jinghong doesn't exist, everything is just a phantom, and heaven and man are one....

Shangguan Jinghong just closed his eyes like this, and walked forward at a leisurely pace. Shangguan Jinghong, who walked to the center, clearly felt several murderous auras rushing towards him from all around. Shangguan Jinghong was slightly taken aback. I really feel that these murderous auras are emitted by someone, but I can't feel the breath of a living person. Is it really spiritual?
However, there was no time to think about it, Shangguan Jinghong felt the rushing murderous aura, and shouted: "Sword Draw!" The murderous aura was immediately dissipated and disappeared without a trace. The Qi was dissipated, and Shangguan Jinghong strode towards the third floor. Just as he was about to go up to the third floor, Shangguan Jinghong felt that a person was standing in front of him, and Shangguan Jinghong opened his eyes suddenly. , but there was nothing in front of him. If it wasn't for his murderous aura, Shangguan Jinghong would almost think it was his own illusion.

Shangguan Jinghong closed his eyes again, feeling the sword energy rushing towards him, lightly waved his sword to resist, and at the same time slammed his other hand hard, Shangguan Jinghong only heard a muffled groan and there was no more movement.

Opening his eyes again, Shangguan Jinghong was completely stunned by what he saw in front of him. The sword energy emitted just now did not cause any damage in the tower at all, and even the wounds on his body disappeared without a trace. Emerged two words 'fantasy! '

It was only then that Shangguan Jinghong realized that it was no wonder that countless people failed to get out after entering the Soul Suppressing Pagoda.

At this time, the three Buddhist monks outside the pagoda also came to the pagoda one after another, and asked Xing: "What happened to Xing?"

"Back to the three uncles, Shangguan's benefactor has already reached the third floor."

The three monks looked at each other and said, "It's only been a day, right? This benefactor is really a heavenly man. I can't wait to rush through the two layers of illusion so quickly."

Liao Xing opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he couldn't say it, Jue Xin said, "I want to ask that female benefactor?"

Nodding his head, Juexin said: "Hey, speaking of it, the three of us are sorry for Shangguan's almsgiver, saying that we are [-]% sure, but in fact we don't even have [-]% of it. It's just that Maha's immeasurable magical power is too important to my Buddhist sect. No way, I can only speak lies."

"Amitabha..." Liao Xing couldn't bear it for a while, but he was helpless.

Shangguan Jinghong, who stepped on the third floor, fell into the illusion again, but this illusion was not as dangerous as the upper two floors, this time the illusion was named 'Desire'.

As soon as he stepped into the third-floor tower, the scene in front of Shangguan Jinghong changed. Shangguan Jinghong only felt that he was in a huge palace. Looking intently, this, isn't this the Chongzheng Palace of the Great Song Dynasty?As soon as the scene changed, all civil and military officials knelt down to him and shouted long live. Shangguan Jinghong looked at the throne a step away from him, shook his head lightly, and laughed at himself; "The throne? Right? It's just a cloud to me .”

Immediately after this sentence, the scene in front of him turned again, Shangguan Jinghong was in a vault, a group of people were working hard to move the gold, one person saw Shangguan Jinghong hurriedly shouted: "Brother, move quickly, haha, With this batch of gold, we will never have to worry about life again."

Shangguan Jinghong shook his head: "You keep moving, money is of no use to me."

After saying this sentence, Shangguan Jinghong followed closely to the entrance of the fourth-floor pagoda, and when the scene changed again, Shangguan Jinghong couldn't help saying to himself, "How many illusions are these? Is it over?"

No matter what, he just knew he was heading towards the fourth floor. Just as he took a step, there was a burst of crying behind him. Shangguan stopped in shock. Although he knew in his consciousness that this was an illusion, he couldn't help but look back. It didn't matter if he saw it. Shangguan Jinghong could no longer move his legs, and the crying person was really Narcissus.

Shangguan Jinghong walked quickly in front of Narcissus: "Narcissus, you, why are you crying?"

"Shangguan Jinghong, you heartless man, you go, I don't want you to care." Narcissus cried and pushed Shangguan Jinghong away.

"Shui...Xian'er, I..."

"I thought you were dead. I was determined to avenge you, and I was knocked off the cliff in the end, but you only knew how to have fun with other women, and never thought of avenging me."

Shangguan Jinghong immediately argued: "Xian'er, no, I have been to Kunlun Mountain, I..."

"What's going on with the cold heart..."

"I'm sorry, Narcissus, I thought you were dead. When I heard the news of your marriage, I was heartbroken. Fortunately, Ning Xin has been by my side to accompany me. I...I can't let her down."

"What about me? If you don't let her down, will you let me down? "

"Daffodil, I'm sorry."

Narcissus cried and said: "Ning Ningxin, she is dead, do you know that? She is dead!"

Shangguan Jinghong slammed his head, and quickly took a few steps back: "No, she is not dead, the three monks will save her, she is not dead." Shangguan Jinghong quickly backed up and ran to the fourth floor.

"You are so naive, do you really think that someone in this world can come back to life?"

Shangguan Jinghong held his head in pain, Narcissus continued to bewitch, "Come back to me? Let's find a place where no one is around and spend the rest of our lives peacefully. Forget about her, she won't come back."

"No! Narcissus, I'm sorry for you. Ningxin is everything to me. She lives and I live with her. She dies. I will guard her forever." The phantom of the narcissus disappeared without a trace, as if nothing had happened, but Shangguan Jinghong felt a lot more relaxed. Originally, the moment the narcissus appeared again, Shangguan Jinghong didn't know how to make a choice. Now, he finally understands the most important thing in his heart. What matters is who that person is.

"Uncle, he broke through the third tower."

"Amitabha, perhaps the mysteries of Buddhism will reappear in the world!"

"Uncle, forgive me for talking too much, is it true that Shangguan's benefactor's wife can't be saved?"

Juekong sighed: "It's not that my Buddhist sect doesn't want to save her. If you want to save her, you and I may have a try, but it will consume a lot of power."

"But……"

"Sex! Now that the Devil's Cult is ready to move, the four monarchs of the Devil's Palace are stronger than us. If you save her and consume your skills, who will resist the Devil's Sect's attack? As for the female benefactor, I have already used the Vajra Finger Forcefully sealed her eight extraordinary meridians, even if it can't be cured, it won't get worse."

"Hey! I hope the wife of Shangguan's benefactor, auspicious people have their own appearance."

Juexin also sighed: "Nephew Liao Xing, I know you have a kind heart. Why doesn't the old monk want to save her, but now it's a helpless move. If the Shangguan benefactor takes out the magic power of Maha Wuliang, I will practice hard. It may be possible to save her in the future."

"Yes, that's the only way to go, but I feel sorry for Shangguan's benefactor."

(End of this chapter)