Mortal Bones

"Is this the twelfth floor of Xuanhuang Tower?"

After breaking the gate of heaven with a sword, Xu Taiping's blood, true essence, and soul were all consumed, and his consciousness fell into chaos.

When he woke up again, he was already in a hall surrounded by clouds and sea, and he was also enveloped by a ball of colorful light.

He looked down at his body.

He found that his skin, flesh, and bones that were cut off by the might of heaven were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The blood and true essence that were exhausted when the sword was just drawn, especially the soul essence that was the most difficult to recover on weekdays, were also recovering rapidly at this moment.

"When I borrowed the sword from my master, I barely recovered after more than three months of healing in Xiaoyao Gate. Today's sword consumed more blood and soul essence than that sword, but now it can recover so quickly. Who else can do it except Emperor Xuanhuang?"

Xu Taiping stood up with difficulty, muttering to himself while looking around.

Then he found that although the hall seemed empty at first glance, when he looked closely, he could see the shadows of rows of bookshelves, and among the shadows of the rows of bookshelves, there were figures dressed as boys busy sorting books and files.

"Miss Qingcheng once said that the twelfth floor of Xuanhuang Tower was the largest library in the entire Shangqing Realm, and the files stored there could even extend from recent ancient times to ancient times, ancient times, ancient times, and even ancient times."

"Even the files recording the collapse of the ancient heaven are hidden in it."

Looking at the rows of bookshelves and the shadows of the busy book boys, and feeling the recovery speed of his physical soul, Xu Taiping was finally able to confirm--

"This is the twelfth floor of Xuanhuang Tower!"

Almost at the same time he confirmed this, a voice suddenly sounded in the hall--

"Congratulations to Taoist Taiping for ascending to the twelfth floor of Xuanhuang Tower."

And at the same time as this voice sounded, a figure walked out from behind the bookshelf, and every time he took a step closer, his figure would solidify a little.

When he walked in front of Xu Taiping, the shadow completely turned into a living person with flesh and blood.

"Who are you?"

Xu Taiping carefully looked at the young man in front of him who was dressed as a scholar but had a pair of fox ears, and then asked curiously.

"My name is Dongfang..."

"He is the tower spirit who has been communicating with you since you entered the Xuanhuang Tower. He is also the military advisor of Emperor Xuanhuang, Dongfang Jing."

The fox-eared scholar was interrupted by a sudden voice before he finished speaking.

Immediately afterwards, a figure that Xu Taiping was very familiar with, like the previous fox-eared scholar, appeared in front of Xu Taiping from a shadow to a human form.

Xu Taiping recognized this person at a glance - Dao Nu.

"Little guy, we meet again."

Before Xu Taiping spoke, Dao Nu casually stretched out his hand to hook Dongfang Jing and grinned.

"Hello, Senior Dao Nu."

"Hello, Senior Dongfang."

"Thank you for taking care of me during this period."

Xu Taiping also smiled at Dao Nu, and then bowed to the two of them.

"Master Taiping, no need to be polite."

Dongfang Jing first pushed Dao Nu's hand away with some disdain, then smiled and shook his head at Xu Taiping, and then continued: "As a reward for your ascent to the twelfth floor of the Xuanhuang Tower this time, your Yuanshen realm will be directly upgraded to the thirteenth level of the Refining God Realm."

After saying this, he slowly raised his hand and gently squeezed the colorful light that enveloped Xu Taiping.

"Boom!"

In a dull explosion, the colorful light that originally enveloped Xu Taiping suddenly merged into Xu Taiping's body.

In an instant, an extremely strong breath wave spread from Xu Taiping's body.

Xu Taiping used his mind to sense it and found that two more circles suddenly appeared behind the Yuanshen little man in his Niwan Palace.

"For ordinary cultivators, the thirteenth level of the soul in the soul refining period is not very useful. At most, it makes the soul more profound."

"But after breaking through the transformation realm, the thirteenth level of the soul will bring you many benefits."

The sword slave reminded Xu Taiping.

"Thank you for your advice, senior."

Xu Taiping thanked the sword slave very solemnly.

"Take it."

At this time, Dongfang Jing took a ring from his finger and handed it to Xu Taiping.

"What is this?"

Xu Taiping took the ring with some confusion.

"These are the three rings left by the emperor when he ascended to heaven, and asked me to give them to the first two people who climbed to the top of the Xuanhuang Tower. I didn't expect that the first two rings were given away early, and this third ring has been waiting for so many years."

Dongfang Jing explained to Xu Taiping.

"This ring is called 'Green Snail'. It is a storage ring of the fairy treasure level. The space inside can accommodate a small house, but this is not important."

"What is important is that before the emperor ascended to heaven, he divided his most beloved treasures into three parts and placed them in these three storage rings, waiting for the destined people to get them later."

The sword slave crossed his arms and added Dongfang Jing's words.

Hearing this, Xu Taiping inexplicably felt his hand holding the ring sink, and then bowed again to thank: "Thank you, the emperor, for the treasure."

"Master Taiping, don't thank me here."

Dongfang Jing smiled at Xu Taiping, then stepped aside to make way, looking at the staircase leading to the thirteenth floor in the center of the emperor's heart:

"If you are willing, thank the emperor in person."

The knife slave beside him also smiled, and then turned sideways to make way for Xu Taiping.

Xu Taiping was stunned at first, and then suddenly woke up as if struck by lightning——

"You can ask the emperor Xuanhuang about the sky when you go to the thirteenth floor!"

Although he had heard from Zhang Lao that as long as he climbed to the twelfth floor of Xuanhuang Tower, he would be qualified to go to the thirteenth floor to ask the sky, tell the emperor Xuanhuang about what Xuanhuangtian had experienced over the years, and ask him to seek justice for the people who died in Xuanhuangtian.

But when he really confirmed that this matter was not a legend, but a real thing, Xu Taiping's mood still fluctuated violently.

"Two seniors, don't you go up to see the emperor together?"

Xu Taiping did not step forward immediately, but asked Dongfang Jing and the knife slave in front of him.

"Except for you who ascended into the sky with a sword, no one is qualified to see the emperor, and we are the same."

Dongfang Jing smiled bitterly.