Unparalleled in the world: the princess is too arrogant

Chapter 281
"There are so many guards, they are all masters!" Ling Wushuang glanced around. It seems that the White Tower is really important to the Holy Church.

"Of course!" Mu Shiqing next to him heard Ling Wushuang's words and smiled complacently, "As long as there is no order from the Holy Master and the release from this commander, let alone a person, even a dog Don't even try to fly in!"

In other words, it is absolutely impossible to make trouble in the White Tower!

Ling Wushuang rubbed his chin and smiled, nodded in agreement, "That's true!"

The corners of her mouth curled up in a strange arc that was barely visible, she gave a low cough, flicked the cuffs of her black robe, and walked over in front of Mu Shiqing...

"These are guards personally selected by the Commander!" Mu Shiqing looked proudly at the strict guards all around. There was no difference inside and outside, and then he strode over with his head held high.

When Ling Wushuang arrived, almost all the ten people who were qualified to enter the White Pagoda for cultivation had arrived. The three floors inside and outside the three floors were all guards of the temple, who wrapped the nine-story white tower firmly in the center, and the temple was very strict with it. The degree of importance is evident from this.

Xin Yun, who had already arrived, cast his eyes on the young man in black robe who was walking slowly, with a bit of laziness all over his body. His thick black sword eyebrows were faintly drawn together, and he lowered his head as if nothing had happened. In his amber eyes, A thoughtful gleam flashed.

Walking towards the crowd, the saint Bai Qian dressed in white, with her skirt fluttering in the morning light, with a gentle smile on her brow, made people drunk.

"The Holy Master has something important to do today, and I specially ordered this seat to come here. I hope that you will gain satisfactory results in cultivating in the White Tower!" The saint Bai Qian smiled softly, and handed the golden token in her hand to Mu Shi. Qing, "Follow the old rules and routine!"

Mu Shiqing took it cheerfully, and ordered to open the door.

The white jade gate opened suddenly, and a refreshing breath rushed out, which made everyone feel refreshed.

Those guarding the tower and leading the way were a few elders with white beards. They seemed to be members of the older generation in the temple.

"Let's go!" The old men just glanced at Ling Wushuang and his party lightly, and then slowly led the way in front, with steady and powerful steps.

Ling Wushuang and Xin Yun secretly looked at each other, and after interlacing their eyes, they glanced away very naturally, and each stepped up to keep up.

Among the group, some were curious, some were apprehensive, and most were excited. This is the White Pagoda of the Holy Church. Even ordinary elders are not qualified to enter here without permission. They can practice here, but Golden opportunity.

This is enough to show that the church attaches great importance to cultivating young people.

Slowly ascending the spiral staircase, when they reached the seventh floor, an elder with a white beard stopped Feng Jie and Xin Yun, and said in a deep voice: "You two can only go here, go in, As long as you have the ability, you can bring out one of the kung fu weapons of the things inside!"

The rest of the people stayed on the corresponding floors, and when they reached the seventh floor, only Ling Wushuang, Xin Yun, and Feng Jie were left, and these two people would also stay now.

Xin Yun secretly glanced at Ling Wushuang, nodded expressionlessly, turned around and followed the elder, and walked towards a curved gate.

The remaining elder looked at the black-robed boy in front of him, "You are the No.1 of this year, and this year's seedlings are indeed good, you can see it, let's try!" The old man said, Nodding self-consciously, staggering Ling Wushuang, walking in front, "Come with me!"

Ling Wushuang withdrew his gaze from Xin Yun and the others, and followed them with his laziness, like a cat just waking up.

Since she entered here, she has been paying attention to the surrounding situation all the time. When she comes here, the most obvious point is the change of the richness of the spiritual energy. As the number of tower floors gets higher and higher, the surrounding spiritual energy becomes more Pure, more and more intense.

On the ninth floor, the rich aura almost formed a light mist!

The white-bearded old man's eyes were dark, and he pointed to the open inner door not far away. On his wrinkled face, there was no superfluous expression, "It's here, go in by yourself, what good luck you can have, it depends on your own Already!"

This kid, at a young age, has already reached the realm of an intermediate saint. It is no wonder that the Holy Master attaches great importance to it. If given time, he will definitely be another ancestor-like existence!
"Yes!" Ling Wushuang replied shallowly, walked towards the position of the old man's finger, and walked over unhurriedly.

This White Pagoda is indeed very unusual.

The white-bearded old man, after watching Ling Wushuang walk into the misty inner tower, stroked his beard and nodded in satisfaction, then turned and left.

As soon as Ling Wushuang stepped into the inner door, the surrounding situation suddenly changed drastically. Before she could take a closer look, gusts of spiritual energy rushed towards her face like a breeze, and she was so comfortable that she unconsciously shook slightly, " What a rich aura!" Ling Wushuang couldn't help exclaiming.

The refreshing aura, like cool water mist, enters from every pore, reaching the limbs and bones, like clear water, washing every meridian and bone.

When Ling Wushuang stepped in, there was a flash of white light behind him, and the door disappeared.

She involuntarily took a deep breath, looked around, opened her mouth in surprise, slightly startled, "This is..."

The rich aura forms a white mist like a veil in this space. In the thick mist, you can vaguely see the outline of the blue mountain rocks, and the swaying of the green carnations, making a slight rustling sound. Listening, there seems to be the sound of spring water pouring out in the distance, suddenly, as if you are in a fairyland.

A light flashed in Ling Wushuang's mind, and he immediately understood, "The Nine Heavens of the White Tower is actually a small space!"

Moreover, she was sure that this was a man-made space!

The peak god masters the most superficial power of space, but the real power of space is not just the superficial confinement of space, but the creation of space by waving hands!Such heaven-defying magical powers can only be fully mastered by the strongest king!
Of course, such a space can be large or small, depending on the strength of the creator.

"In the holy hall, is there the strongest king?" Ling Wushuang slowly merged into this space, and a thought popped up in his mind, but it was quickly denied, and he shook his head thoughtfully, " Impossible, the Star Continent's interface is suppressed, it is the pinnacle god, it is impossible for the strongest king to exist!"

But what about this space?Is there any secret method that can be improved, or can ignore the suppression of the interface?Ling Wushuang couldn't figure it out.

(End of this chapter)