Soon, the four cultivators also sensed someone coming in, and opened their eyes one after another.

"Huh? Why is someone here?"

"This girl, you are..."

Seeing that the other party was not hostile, Ling Luo smiled and replied politely: "I have just entered the Sun Temple, only one day."

The cultivator sitting in the center was very shocked, he stood up from the ground, and said, "Just came in? Could it be... Could it be that the old man has been sitting in this Sun Temple for five years?"

"Hey?"

Ling Luo was dumbfounded.

What five years?

A very terrifying thought suddenly flashed through her mind.

Could these four be the group of cultivators who entered the second heaven five years ago to participate in the trial?

"Hey, in a blink of an eye, five years have passed." Another cultivator had a look of loneliness on his face, and his eyes were full of desolation.

"Yeah, it's been five years, and I've only reached the 150th floor. When will it end?"

A burly man sitting on the farthest side had big eyes and a thunderous voice: "What's wrong with five years? Even if it comes another five years, I'm willing to stay here! The sun is so broad and profound, I think it's worth it!"

Ling Luo was surprised and speechless.

He is really a cultivator who participated in the Second Heaven Trial last time!

Sitting in this kind of place and studying for five years, this perseverance alone is enough to be admired.

After the four cultivators sighed, they hurriedly continued to meditate and study the runes.

Ling Luo also joined them.

Starting from the 150th floor, the rune laws on the ground became more and more mysterious, involving the field of the true fire of the sun.

Ling Luo became very interested, and pondered over it meticulously, fascinated.

An hour later, Ling Luo opened his eyes, with a satisfied smile on his lips.

This is the longest time she has come down so far, and it has benefited a lot.

She stood up, and just about to leave, she found that Jianlong was lying on the ground and dozing off, motionless, like a dead cat.

Ling Luo was helpless, she squatted down, hugged Jianlong, and gently scratched his creaking nest: "Hey, jail, wake up."

But Jianlong is still motionless, fast asleep.

It's strange to say that as soon as Jianlong entered the Sun Temple, he began to doze off, and the higher he went, the more he fell asleep.

Ling Luo also didn't see Jianlong enlightening and practicing. She hugged him along the way, but passed the stairs smoothly without any obstacles.

"It's really weird."

Ling Luo frowned slightly, with a look of doubt on his face.

She stretched out a hand, and gently smoothed the cat's fur on Jianlong's body, muttering to herself: "Could it be that this Sun Temple has something to do with you?"

She just muttered something, didn't stop any longer, and walked upstairs.

The four cultivators opened their eyes again, their eyes filled with envy.

"Hey, sure enough, people are really incomparable."

"Yeah, this girl's talent is really against the sky. I have been working here for several years, but I have not succeeded. She actually understood it thoroughly in an hour."

"Even five years ago, there was no such amazingly talented cultivator!"

"It's not just five years ago, I'm afraid there hasn't been one in the past thousand years."

……

The voices of discussion behind him got farther and farther away, Ling Luo went up the stairs and stopped on the 150th floor.

This time, she saw about seven or eight cultivators.

Ling Luo wasn't even surprised, knowing that they were left over from the trials five years ago.

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