On the Seven Towers

The only magic tower that Xiao Chen had ever been to was Suero's Tower of Spiritual Eyes, but the appearance of that tower was completely different from the one in front of him.

There are twenty floors inside the God Refining Tower. Each floor is a circular platform with an empty middle, much like the structure of the world's largest shopping malls in the past. Connecting these platforms is an extra-long staircase that winds up through all floors and leads directly to the top of the Magic Tower.

The stairs are divided into two halves, the inner and outer ones. The handrails on the inner circle are black, and the ones on the outer walkway are white.

When Xiao Chen entered the hall, it was like being inside a huge steel pipe, and the stairs were like the threads inside the "steel pipe". The roof at the end of the "steel pipe" is engraved with lighting runes. From below, it looks like there is a small sun hanging on the roof.

"This is the road to refining the gods." Feng Qi walked beside Xiao Chen and accompanied him to look up to the top of the tower. "The day I first stepped into this tower as a child, I longed to go to the source of the white light. However, many years later, I realized that it was just a conjecture. "

"Are there any restrictions? I can vaguely feel a strange power shrouding this road." Xiao Chen said. When he observed this road, he felt an inexplicable pressure, as if it was a The giant snake is entrenched in this tower.

Feng Qi nodded and said: "Your mental power is very sharp. This is a road of trials and tests. People walking on the black side of this staircase will be subject to various mental attacks. The intensity of the mental attacks increases as they go up. The bigger it is, the person who goes upstairs must reach a certain level of mental strength to reach a certain floor. This is also the unique way for the God Refining Tower to train the mages and test the apprentices. "

"In the confrontation with the outside world, you can exercise your mental strength?"

"That's right. The first five floors belong to the level of magic apprentices, the fifth to tenth floors belong to low-level mages, the eleventh to fifteenth floors belong to middle-level mages, the sixteenth to eighteenth floors belong to high-level mages, and the last two floors only have high-level mages. Only a magician can get involved." Feng Qi explained, he paused and whispered: "Maybe someone will tell you about the twenty-first floor, don't pay attention."

"Above the great magician, it is naturally the holy realm." Xiao Chen asked.

"The twenty-first floor does not exist. That is just a joke in the Tower of Gods. If someone says: One day you will climb to the twenty-first floor. It means that you can't go anywhere and can only dream. ”

"Okay, then which floor can you go to?"

"The eighth floor, I can only accompany you there. Master Kona will wait for you on the floor where you stopped."

Xiao Chen followed Feng Qi up the stairs. When he reached the second floor, Feng Qi turned around and asked him, "How do you feel?"

"What? Has it started already?" Xiao Chen said in surprise.

"You didn't feel anything?" Feng Qi was also surprised, "For example, a strong wind blew by?"

"Strong wind??" Xiao Chen only felt a slight breeze blowing on his face at this time. He felt very comfortable and secretly sighed that the fresh air system of the Magic Tower was very good.

After a second thought, he realized that no matter the strong wind or the gentle breeze, they did not exist. They were just mental interference on the road to refining the gods. But what is this compared to the storm he experienced in the meditation world? He concentrated, and sure enough, the breeze disappeared instantly.

"Ah, there is a little wind, but I don't want it to appear and then disappear."

The two of them continued walking up.

Only when Xiao Chen embarked on the road to become a god did he realize that the humble and polite Feng Qi was a complete anomaly. Since there was only one way up and down the magic tower, they encountered many magic apprentices and low-level mages working at the bottom. Although their cultivation levels are not high, most of them have the dual identities of nobles and mages. For ordinary mages like Feng Qi, arrogance is etched on their faces.

Feng Qi would greet them one by one, but most people's response would be to hum or... not hum at all.

"I thought the Magic Tower would be a place where strength comes first." Xiao Chen said.

"You are right, but in the Royal Capital, birth is the best strength. This is true outside the Magic Tower, and it is also true inside the Magic Tower. Wherever there are people, the rules are always similar. Don't you think so?"

"Me?" Xiao Chen smiled, "You are right. Being born in many places represents resources and power, but it does not mean that this is the truth."

"What is your truth?"

"When you feel that you have the truth in your hand, the fallacy has already stayed in your palm. I don't have the truth. I just think that a society where everyone gets more respect and personal efforts are recognized will be more lovely." Xiao Chen smiled, his eyes With a hint of meaning.

The two of them reached the seventh floor, and Feng Qi was obviously struggling. Various visual hallucinations began to appear on the fifth floor, with hail falling from the sky and flames sprouting from the ground. .

All these realistic scenes come from all directions, wrapping the trialists in them.

These hallucinations cannot be ignored by closing your eyes. As long as one cannot resist this mental attack, the place hit by the hail will hurt, and the place burned by the fire will be scorched.

For Xiao Chen, these are cool VR games. All these attacks are currently faint shadows in his eyes. But for Feng Qi, it was much more difficult. He began to arch his back and protect himself with his hands. His face would make one or two muffled sounds from time to time.

It turns out that this guy got to the eighth floor and fought his way up. Xiao Chen saw that it was becoming more and more difficult for him, so he slowed down.

"Sorry, Mr. Xiao Chen, it was me who slowed you down. My teacher said that if you can firmly believe that everything you see is fake, it will be much easier to deal with it. But for me, they are too real. ”

Xiao Chen thought this person was good and decided to help him. He thought for a while and then asked: "Feng Qi, what is the difference between reality and illusion?"

"This..." Feng Qi struggled to answer.

"It seems to me to be logic. As long as it is false, there will be flaws and impossibilities. Finding this may help you believe that everything in front of you is an illusion."

Feng Qi looked puzzled: "But this hail and this fire are exactly the same as what I have seen. I don't quite understand."

"If you walk this road alone, it will be a bit difficult. But now that we walk together, it is obvious. Look at me, this is the flaw." Xiao Chen opened his arms and stretched, " You and I are both in hail and fire, and it doesn’t make sense that I can be so comfortable in front of you, but you are so difficult.”

"Huh? Yeah..., that doesn't make sense." Feng Qi slowly lowered his arm that was covering his forehead, with excitement on his face, "Really! This works, and the pain feels less and less. ”

He walked up a few steps and said excitedly: "Your advice has helped me a lot. Maybe, maybe I will have a breakthrough today."

Xiao Chen stepped onto the next step, turned around and waved to him: "Come on, let's see where you can go if you follow me today."