City Summoner

hum!

There was a slight tremor on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, in a more violent shaking, the heavy door of the Temple of Refinement was finally opened.

Mu Feng glanced at Yang Tao, showed a faint smile, and then walked into the Temple of Refinement.

After his figure disappeared in the depths of the Temple of Refinement, the gate of the Temple of Refinement gradually closed.

Unlike the Tongtian Tower, the Temple of Refinement is more like a huge hotel with countless rooms. At the entrance of these rooms, there is a device for verifying the identity card, which looks similar to the device outside the Domain Palace.

If you want to break into the temple, you have to enter the room.

Mu Feng directly found a room with no one, and then stuck his identity on the device at the door.

With a click, the door opened.

As soon as Mu Feng walked into the Temple of Refinement, the door behind him closed automatically.

He looked at the layout of the room, the decoration inside was very simple, and there was nothing but a futon inside.

The area of ​​the room is not large, about ten square meters.

Mu Feng directly pressed a red button on the inside of the door.

"True disciple Mu Feng, hello, this is your first visit to the Temple of Refinement. Would you like to start the trial now?" After Mu Feng pressed the button, a sweet voice came from the room.

"Start the trial!"

While speaking, Mu Feng sat directly on the futon, and then began to close his eyes.

After about ten minutes, Mu Feng suddenly opened his eyes, and he looked around the room suspiciously.

What's happening here?

Mu Feng knew that the spiritual power was tested in the Temple of Refinement, but why had ten minutes passed and he had no response at all.

Has the trial begun yet?

"It is detected that the mental power level of the tester is too high, and the Temple of Refinement will automatically activate the eagle eye mode."

While speaking, a laser-like blue light network appeared in the room, and then quickly swept towards Mu Feng's direction.

In the blink of an eye, those blue light nets had already passed through Mu Feng's body.

"Please wait patiently for the testers. After five seconds, the Temple of Refinement will activate the spiritual power suitable for testers."

Hearing the explanation from the Temple of Refinement, Mu Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He was not used to waiting like this.

You must know that each level lasts for half an hour. If there is no automatic matching method, wouldn't those geniuses with super high mental power stay here crazy?

"The match is successful, and the true disciple of the tester, Mu Feng, will start on the seventh floor."

Immediately afterwards, a psychic storm visible to the naked eye appeared in the room.

For a while, the dust in the room splashed everywhere.

Under the influence of this mental force, Mu Feng only felt that his body seemed to be a little heavier, and the rest did not respond.

Is this the spiritual power of the seven-star legendary realm?

Is it too weak?Mu Feng couldn't help but muttered in his heart.

You can't blame Mu Feng for what he thought, but his mental power is really too condensed.

The spiritual power of the legendary seven-star?Not enough to see at all.

Mu Feng sat on the futon and made fun with Tu Shan Yaya.After half an hour, a sweet voice came directly into Mu Feng's mind: True disciple Mu Feng, congratulations on passing the 7-star spiritual power of the legendary realm, you can choose to leave or choose the spiritual power level.

Mu Feng thought to himself: Going down one layer at a time is a waste of time. I just happened to see where my spiritual limit was, and even asked what the record of this Temple of Refinement was?

'True disciple Wu Jian, so far the temple of refining has been recorded as the eighteenth floor'

'Mu Feng thought about it and said, I choose to challenge the 14th floor' Immediately afterwards, a spiritual storm that almost turned into reality appeared in the room.

For a while, the room almost became a vacuum.Under the influence of this mental power, Mu Feng felt that the pressure was much greater than before, but that was the case, and he was still far from his own limit.

Mu Feng hung on the futon for half an hour and randomly selected the [-]th floor to break the highest record. There was a huge pressure in the random room. The mental power in the room was increasing exponentially.

Mu Feng sat motionless on the futon, as if the old monk had settled down. After half an hour, Mu Feng said, "The twenty-eighth floor."

At this time, many disciples outside were whispering to each other for a few hours. Not only did no one leave, but the number of people gathered more and more. , , .

Chapter 425 The Trial of the True Disciple

Yang Tao was also talking and laughing outside and thinking in his heart: Mu Feng is really asking for his own death, and trying to convince me to provoke the elders.

A one-star true disciple of the legendary realm actually wanted to go to the Temple of Refinement. He really didn't know how the word "dead" was written.

A dog next to Tang Tao returned: This Mu Feng is really a sb. After passing through the seventh floor of the Tongtian Tower, he was so proud of himself that he completely forgot what kind of place this Temple of Refinement was, and passed the eighth level?

Hehe, it would be nice if he could come out.

At this time, Mu Feng, who was sitting on the futon, was sweating profusely. The spiritual power of the twenty-eighth floor had already been substantiated.

Unknowingly, half an hour passed and Mu Feng's whole body seemed to be washed with water. Mu Feng suddenly opened his eyes and said, "It's not enough, it's not enough, this Temple of Refinement is really a good place to condense spiritual power."