There are tens of millions of Dharma bodies, and you call this entry-level?

The top two!

Fang Shiquan's hands were hidden in his sleeves, trembling slightly!

As a direct descendant of the Lei family, Lei Ke spent almost half of his time in Shangjing Huafu. Because of his high talent, he had various resources since he was a child. Although he could not temper the whole body's blood and qi like some disciples of first-class families or super sects, the twelve meridians and the eight extraordinary meridians were tempered.

In addition, the soul and a fourth-level magic weapon Thunderbolt Liangyi Plate were fused.

Such a guy was not as good as Nie Wushuang. It seems that Shangyang Tower has picked up a treasure this time. The hope of the whole building is concentrated on him. If Chixia Zhenren knew, he might rush over in his busy schedule.

Unfortunately, after entering Jin'ao Island, he could not pass on the news before the trial was completely over.

Now, several Zhenren stood beside him, looking at Nie Wushuang with greedy eyes, and talking to him with a smile. Although they were all congratulatory words, they were all insincere.

Fang Shiquan knew exactly what the other party was thinking.

He had a smile on his face to accompany his caution, but his heart was very gloomy.

In the future, there will be many people who come to poach people.

In the current situation of Shangyang Tower, can this genius disciple be kept?

Fang Shiquan had no confidence in this, and was quite nervous.

...

In the secret realm, Nie Wushuang did not know that he had become a popular person, and someone wanted to poach Shangyang Tower.

He gathered his mind and walked up with concentration.

After walking three or four hundred steps, his feet were no longer as brisk as before, and the speed slowed down. Sweat also slid down his cheeks from his forehead. His breathing was no longer smooth, but a little hurried, and his steps were difficult and strenuous.

At this point, the higher you go, the harder it is.

It's like running a marathon and reaching the most difficult moment. However, it is different from running a marathon. If you can survive this period of time, your body will recover and it will not be so strenuous. Now, there is no such thing.

The further you go, the harder it will be!

The gate of the temple is right in front of him, sitting above his head, only about seventy or eighty steps away. However, Nie Wushuang has already exhausted his last strength, and the weight on his shoulders is no longer something he can bear with his will alone.

That's it?

That's enough!

This thought popped up in Nie Wushuang's mind from time to time, like a devil with horns whispering in his ear.

When he got here, Nie Wushuang did not borrow any golden fingers.

He never let his clone come out to bear this power, nor did he absorb energy from the seven-star hibiscus flower in his sea of ​​consciousness, nor did he use the power of the three-legged golden crow, or the half-red and half-black sun...

He wanted to see how far he could go.

Give up?

Use the golden finger?

Anyway, the golden finger is also his own power, belonging to him. If it can be used, why not use it? Why be so stubborn!

However, Nie Wushuang just didn't want to do this!

He continued to take steps and climb up.

There was only one thought in his mind, that is, to go up with his own ability.

His vision was blurred, and his mind gradually became unclear. However, no matter what, the thought of going up in his mind never disappeared.

That was the only obsession in his heart!

His feet took mechanical steps, as if it was out of instinct, step by step, constantly going up, never stopping...

The weight on his shoulders and head became heavier and heavier, like three mountains.

However, this feeling had been ignored by Nie Wushuang. To him, it was as if it did not exist, and nothing could stop him from moving forward.

Step by step!

Endless!

I don’t know how long I walked, and I don’t know how far the temple is. In short, Nie Wushuang kept walking up and forgot everything...

Until my whole body relaxed!

My whole consciousness began to collapse!

No!

At this time, Nie Wushuang’s mind moved, and the energy in the Seven-Star Hibiscus Flower fell and infused his whole body. The body that was about to collapse became solid again. Looking around, he found that he had passed through the bluestone mountain road and entered the temple.

Alive!

This was Nie Wushuang's first thought!

Yes, at that time he didn't care to observe the surrounding environment, but sat down on the ground. He was still somewhat rational and didn't indulge himself recklessly because he didn't lie limply on the ground.

Then, he saw the girl.

The sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, wearing a white uniform and with three waves representing Lishui Tower embroidered on her chest, had a fair complexion, a single ponytail, delicate eyebrows and eyes, and was heroic. At this moment, she was looking at him curiously, her eyes full of inquiry.

Hmm!

At that moment, Nie Wushuang felt a little socially dead.

He pursed his lips, slowly stood up, patted his clothes, and dusted off the dust and dead grass.

"Lishui Tower, Bai Yiyi..."

The girl clasped her fists towards him and said loudly.

"Shangyang Tower, Nie Wushuang..."

Nie Wushuang also clasped her fists in return.

After a simple greeting, Bai Yiyi turned her head and did not continue to greet, which was exactly what Nie Wushuang wanted to do to some extent.

To be honest, he didn't like dealing with people.

At the beginning, in Shangyang Martial Arts Hall, more than a dozen people lived in one room, all of them were reckless teenagers. To be honest, it was really troublesome to have to deal with those guys. Even though he defeated some people later, he was passively responsible for Wei Xiaoxian and others.

That was not the life he wanted when he came to this world.

Now, after entering Shangjinghua Mansion, people like Lu Xueyun, Ding Dazhuang and others also followed him.

Why!

It’s also troublesome!

Nie Wushuang looked around.

The temple is not big, and has nothing to do with majesty or solemnity. The beams are low, there are cracks on the four walls, and weeds grow in the corners. There is no shrine, and naturally there is no statue of the god. There is only a three-legged bronze incense burner placed in the center of the temple. .

At this time, Bai Yiyi was standing in front of the bronze incense burner.

There are two incense sticks inserted in the bronze incense burner. The purple incense sticks are more than three feet high, and the incense head is as thick as a thumb.

Nie Wushuang walked over slowly.

Bai Yiyi stepped aside and allowed Nie Wushuang to stand side by side with her.

"Between you and me, if one of us can light the incense in front of us, but the other person can't, then the winner will be determined and the whole trial will be over. If we both light the incense in front of us, then... Whichever incense stick burns out first, the owner of the incense burnt out first will win..."

Bai Yiyi looked at the incense stick and said softly.

Nie Wushuang glanced at her.

"how do you know?"

Bai Yiyi glanced back at her with surprise in her eyes.

"This incense burner is the spiritual place of the eighth-level magic weapon, the master of the secret realm. It is the treasure of our Shangjinghua Mansion, don't you know?"

Nie Wushuang was silent.

Well, he really didn't know.

The common sense that Bai Yiyi takes for granted is a secret to him.

Bai Yiyi smiled.

"Come on, let's see who is better between you and me!"