Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 572

If things were really as dialect imagined, then Du Tianye and Taoist Luo Yue would not behave like that. Soon dialect knew that things were not as simple as he imagined, and the increase of each step for three consecutive steps was not much different. It didn't have any effect, and he took three steps in a row with ease and dialect, and came to the fourth step, which was also the place where Taoist Luo Yue stopped before.

The moment Fang Yan stepped onto the fourth level, the power suddenly increased a lot. Fang Yan, who had long been suspicious in his heart, paused, stopped in his tracks, and used his body protection technique, the Vatican Jue Body Training Technique, again. It has been strengthened a bit to resist the sudden increase in pressure. As for the Lei Li Ling Armor, it has long been put away by the dialect.

The dialect to adapt to the pressure stopped here and slowed down. Now that I have stepped on the steps of bones, I have just asked Tian Taoist to step on the steps at the same time as myself. I think the last red bald Taoist will definitely not be able to hold back. , After a little relief, Dialect released his divine sense to explore the surroundings, but there was still no sign of other people, not even a trace of breath, and Dialect, who was prepared in the first place, did not feel disappointed at all.

What surprised Fang Yan a little was that the scene of the road of bones remained the same in front of him, but the three steps he had just stepped on behind him had disappeared, was he advancing or not?

Dialect was only stunned for a moment before he came back to his senses, even if he was advancing and retreating, even if he retreated to the first step, he still had no way out. Whether the road behind him disappeared or not had nothing to do with him, it just made Dialect more confirm this The space formed by the steps of bones far exceeded his own cognition, and the disappearance of the steps behind him was as if he had just stepped into this space, without the slightest fluctuation, as if it had never appeared before.

After the investigation, Dialect did not immediately continue to climb up the stairs. Ever since Taoist Ruozhi mentioned a word about Wuzu, the attitudes of several fellow monks have changed. Dialect has stayed in the Xuanlan Domain for so many years. I have heard rumors of several supreme figures, but I don't know much about the existence of Wu Zu, who is so high and almost legendary. If it is in other places, Dialect would like to ask others for advice, but in this situation, it is extremely unreasonable. Sure, not to mention the three distracted monks, even Taoist Wentian, whose relationship has improved a lot along the way, doesn't have that kind of friendship.

He wanted to ask for help from Daoist Hu in the star burial robe, because the distracted monk was on the side, and the dialect had been afraid to make any moves. Unexpectedly, such a bone passage appeared here, which actually separated the group of people. But it gave the dialect a chance.

"Hu Taoist?" Dialect searched around and found nothing, then put his spiritual sense into the star burial robe in his body.

The star burial robe is becoming more and more difficult to upgrade. At this moment, Daoist Hu is still refining the power of the stars left by the dialect. He wants to increase the power of his own magic weapon. He also knows how many people are around the dialect now. The great cultivator of the god of distraction, for such a long time, has not taken the initiative to contact the dialect once, and he is also worried that he will be missed by the great monk of the distraction of spirit.

"Dialect, distracted monk?"

"It's okay, they can't check here, look at this, have you ever seen such a long step paved with bones?" Dialect sent a message to Taoist Hu, but he didn't sacrifice the star burial robe. The body is strong enough to bear it, but I don't need this high-grade spiritual weapon to protect myself.

"Huh? This is?" Daoist Hu was slightly taken aback when he received the sight of the incoming dialect, and began to think.

Sensing Daoist Hu's expression, he seemed to have heard of it before, and immediately said in dialect: "Daoist Hu, have you heard of Wu Zu?"

"Ancestor Wu? Of course, it is rumored that Ancestor Wu, like the Patriarch of the Sky Star Sect, is a figure reaching the heavens, but this Patriarch Wu did not establish a sect. Later, it is not known whether he ascended to the spirit world like the Patriarch of the Sky Star Sect or fell. It seems that no one has seen him or inherited his mantle, but there is a family of witches who seem to be related to this ancestor of the witch, but they have not received the real inheritance of the ancestor of the witch, and all the methods are some low-level methods , Dialect, didn’t you say that this is the training ground of Wu Zu, if so, it would be a great place.”

"I don't know either, but some people say that this may be the barren tomb of the ancestor of the witch."

"Wuzu, Wuzu." Hu Taoist muttered to himself after hearing the dialect, and suddenly said: "The master seems to have read some records about Wuzu in the Zongmen classics. It is said that Wuzu It’s not that he doesn’t have plans to establish a sect, it’s just that the cultivation method he cultivates is different from ordinary cultivation methods, and no one has passed his test for many years, it seems that those who failed the test became the later clan of witches.”

Originally, I just wanted to understand a little bit. Dialect didn’t expect Daoist Hu to know a lot. Whether it’s the land of the ancestors of witchcraft or not, I have no way out. I have to go up to find a way out. When I found out that Daoist Hu had said this, I kept silent , I want to know what dangers are on this road of bones, but I have no way of knowing. After a pause, the dialect tells Hu Taoist: "Hu Taoist, continue to refine the power of the stars."

"Okay, by the way, I forgot one thing. If it's the ancestor Wu, his skills are very different from those of ordinary immortals. It seems that the body is more important than the soul. The test seems to be a test of the monk's body." Leave a word, Hu Taoist He escaped into the depths of the star burial robe again, and continued his great cause of refining the power of the stars.

Emphasis on the physical body and not on the soul?Test the body?Fang Yan was taken aback for a moment, the Fanjue body training technique he was urging at the moment was a technique to improve his physical body to the utmost, and this step of bones is now testing the strength of his physical body, coupled with the previous judgment of Taoist Ruo idiot , Dialect's heart suddenly brightened, and it can almost be concluded that this is indeed the place where the Wu ancestors inherited.

If this is really the place left by Wu Zu, then the long steps paved with bones in front of him is the road of test mentioned by Taoist Hu?And the bones of those monks I saw earlier, could it be the monks who failed the test and fell here?If this is the case, there is definitely more than just the power I feel in front of me on this skeletal step, but even if it is the land of the ancestor of the witch, the ancestor of the witch is obviously no longer here, otherwise, how can I allow my group to step here like this.

After thinking about it for a while, although he still doesn't know what danger lies ahead, Fang Yan has settled down quite a bit in his mind. As far as the physical body is concerned, the just-upgraded Fanjue body training technique has been pushed to the extreme, close to the physical strength of the peak of the low-grade spiritual weapon , the dialect is confident that it will not be lower than the three distracted monks of the red bald Taoist.

Taking two deep breaths, Fang Yan began to step up again, another three steps, and the moment Fang Yan stepped onto the seventh step, the power increased a lot, and after the two increases, it was already stronger than the first step. increased by two percent.

Twice in a row, the dialect seems to have grasped the pattern. The pressure above the long level will increase by [-]% every third level, but there is little change within the third level, but this is enough. Think about the previous thousand-foot-long There are thousands of steps, if it goes on like this, to the top, wouldn't the power be more than a hundred times higher than it is now.

Thinking of this, Fang Yan's heart darkened slightly. With a hundred times the pressure of the power now, could his Vatican Jue body training technique bear it?Dialect quickly figured out the result, it is absolutely impossible, even if I have pushed the Fanjue body training technique to the extreme, I can withstand more than ten times the pressure of the current power at most, that is to say, I can climb about [-] steps, If you want to go up and bear more power pressure, unless the Fanjue body training can be upgraded to the third floor or even higher, but now the Fanjue body training has reached the peak of the second floor, and the dialect can no longer be absorbed. The black energy has increased, otherwise the excess black energy would not be condensed into black beads to deceive the three red bald men.

There is no hope of reaching the summit, and I am considered a loser in the test. Just now, Daoist Hu said that the loser does not have only a dead end, otherwise there would be no clan of witches, but where is the way out for the loser? Dialect has no confidence in whether he can find a way out before the limit of physical skills, and the investigation of spiritual consciousness has not found anything at all, and there is no fluctuation in the illusion-breaking eyes, so he can only take one step at a time.

Thinking in his heart, Fang Yan lifted his footsteps again and slowly stepped up the upper steps.

Level three and level three, everything is as Fang Yan discovered before, the pressure of that power kept jumping and increasing, doubled, tripled, quadrupled, half an hour later, Dialect had stepped out of more than a hundred levels, and the retreat behind him The ranks disappeared, and the Fan Jue body training technique was constantly being strengthened. Dialect had already sensed the rapid consumption of his mana, and began to swallow Yulu Lingdan to replenish the consumed mana, but the expected way out did not appear However, there are already bones left by monks in the steps under his feet.

Another [-]th step, another step, five times the pressure of power, Fang Yan crushed the Yulu elixir that had already been put into his mouth, replenishing most of the mana he had consumed, and stepped forward without stopping.

A groaning sound came into Dialect's ears, and Dialect, who had just taken a step, suddenly realized that this step was different from before. It was an ordinary step before, but the moment he stepped on it, it turned into a stair of more than ten feet. On the platform, the power still flashed, but a monster appeared on the platform, and another monster with a bull's head and one leg was standing in front of Dialect. sound.

Ancient Kui beast?As soon as Fang Yan stood still, he saw a strange pattern flashing on the bull's head of this monster, and it rushed towards him with a leap.

Fang Yan was shocked. He had seen the power of this monster on that platform before. Even the three mid-stage monks who were distracted by the red bald Taoist were unable to kill this monster independently. How could he possibly have it? The possibility of winning, without the slightest hesitation, Fang Yan immediately sacrificed the star burial robe and put it on his body. At this moment, only the top-grade spiritual weapon of the star burial robe can resist it.

With a bang, the forehead of the bull-headed and one-legged monster had hit Fang Yan.

"Ah." The Star Burial Robe didn't have the slightest effect, and didn't even show a little fluctuation. Fang Yan only felt a heavy blow to his chest, and then his body flew backwards, hitting the barrier with a bang. Then it fell down.

(End of this chapter)