From Cellar to Throne: Zen's Quest for Immortality

Mo po'er's expression is naturally quite wonderful.

Although from the beginning of Luo Zheng's entering the city, Mo po'er noticed that Luo Zheng's origin was extraordinary.

But he didn't expect that Luo Zheng would be so relaxed. He got 14 true spirit swords all the way.

He is quite clear about the array of Zhenyi spirit sword.

It's easy to win the first three, but it's difficult to win the fourth to the ninth.

From the 10th to the 17th true spirit swords, the difficulty will be raised once again!

Mo po'er had tried once before. When he was about to take away the tenth Zhenyi spirit sword, he was hit by three long swords. Suddenly, it was dark and he was kicked out of the array

So his limit can only take away nine true spirit swords.

Now Luo Zheng has got 14 swords. It seems that it will not be a problem to get 17 swords.

Among the 87 God cities under the rule of ruomuyu, there are very few true gods who can capture 17 true spirit swords.

This guy Maybe you can take a place to participate in the contest!

If he really takes part in the Daozheng, hehe, it's not only the position of the city leader that's settled. Uncle Yun, I want to blackmail him.

Just as he wanted to be beautiful, a white ink dictionary came over and said, "what's the matter?"

Today, Mo Dian was busy with some private affairs, but he was late. Naturally, he was also curious about the performance of the young man yesterday.

"See for yourself," Mo po'er pointed to the fingering array with a smile.

Mo Dian knows very well that Luo Zheng's performance should not be bad. At least it's OK to pass the selection of the array. If Ruomu is not qualified to go up, then he's really wrong.

I didn't think that his expression froze on his face when his eyes swept.

When he saw Luo Zheng, there was a real spirit sword floating at random. Beside Luo Zheng, those real spirit swords had formed a fan and circled around Luo Zheng.

"So much!" After being stunned for a long time, Mo Dian called out and then said, "one, two, three..."

"Fifteen, no need to count, and this guy seems to be able to do it," continued Mo po'er.

"To be able to do well is not to say that Can this guy get seventeen? " Mo Dian asked.

Mo po'er's face brimmed with a happy smile, "should be almost the same, seventeen is his limit."

"Ha ha," Mo Dian said with a dry smile. He didn't expect this scene. He thought it would be good for this young man to win the ninth true spirit sword just like Mo po'er. He didn't expect Luo Zheng to do it.

"But what's the matter with these genuine spirit swords? Why do they keep ringing?" Mo Dian stares at Luo Zheng and asks.

Mo po'er shrugged, "who knows Who knows what the boy did? "

Under their discussion, Luo Zheng's figure advanced and retreated, and two true swords floated.

Seventeen!

Not far from the queue of the group of true gods, suddenly burst out bursts of exclamation.

"I can't see that the lower true God looks ordinary. He is so powerful. After a while, he has won 17 true spirit swords!"

"It's too strong. I'm afraid it's a person who is qualified to participate in the Taoist struggle?"

"I've heard that there are less than 200 real gods who can win 17 swords in 87 cities of sword clan. After calculation, nearly 50 of these 200 real gods will be qualified to participate in the Taoist struggle and fight with those guys from rich families. This man It's a quarter of a chance

For many true gods, the probability of actually participating in the Taoist struggle is too slim. Most of them just come to take a chance, exchange Sanskrit, or get into the Ruomu for some enlightenment, which is also very beneficial.

Looking at Luo Zheng's performance, these real gods are naturally quite envious.

As for the two brothers of the Wang family, from disdain, contempt, to face up to surprise, they are now silent

This guy brought by the Lord of the city and they are not the same level of existence at all.

"Seventeen swords, is his limit," Mo po'er said with a smile, a look that had already been expected.

Mo Dian stroked the beard on his chin, but he said with a smile, "I think it's possible for this boy to go to a higher level? Take away all the true spirit swords? "

Mo po'er glanced at Mo Dian, and then said faintly, "isn't Dian still awake? It's not that you don't know about kengdai's Dharma array. After seventeen swords, red fire thunder is mixed into the long sword on the road. Although it can't damage the soul, the pain is unbearable even to Da Yuanman... "

"I mean to laugh, ha ha," Mo Dian said with a dry smile.

In the history of this sword City, three real gods once took away more than 17 swords.

Two of them were 18, and the other was 20.

The real God who took away 20 swords was originally a member of the sword clan. It is said that after he grew up in a foreign clan and quietly returned to his own clan, he suddenly soared to the sky, and the sword clan has now become a great success!As for those who can take away 23 swords, none of them has ever appeared.

"Brother Luo doesn't want to give up. If he continues to win the 18th sword, I'm afraid he'll have to suffer," Mo po'er said with a smile.

Between the conversations

Luo Zheng rushed forward again.

When he was halfway down the road, he had noticed something different.

The sword rain from both sides of the road contains a trace of red lightning, and the speed of these swords is even further improved.

"Poof!"

Before he had time to rush into the previous blind area, he was hit by a Zhenyi spirit sword.

"Crackle!"

While being penetrated by the long sword, Luo Zheng felt an unbearable pain in his soul. In a moment, he felt that his head would be blown open. The pain almost pointed to the depth of his soul, which was irresistible.

Strong willpower in the face of this pain, as if all become a joke.

Nevertheless, Luo Zheng still endured severe pain, escaped in the blind area, and his body trembled.

"What the hell..."

After confirming that his soul had not been harmed, Luo Zheng looked at the red swords and couldn't help exclaiming.

Mo po'er and Mo Dian outside the array look at Luo Zheng, who is constantly shaking. They look at each other and smile as expected.

For a while, the pain of deep soul slowly disappeared, and then looked at those true spirit swords, eyes also became dignified.

He originally wanted to take all the true spirit swords in one breath, but now he realized that it was not an easy thing.

If I had been pierced by these long red swords three times just now, I would have fainted

"Give up?"

Luo Zheng also knows that he has done well enough, far beyond the requirements of climbing up Ruomu.

But looking at those true spirit swords shuttling back and forth, an unconvinced force rushed up again.