Douluo: There are billions of differences in this world

From his perspective, the originally broken stone statue began to crawl piece by piece, as if it were alive and wandering around in a small space.

That's all. What's strange is that those stones are actually attached with twisted martial spirits.

These martial spirits come in all kinds, and are only about the size of a fist.

Among them, Wu Fan unexpectedly saw many familiar and powerful spirits, such as the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex, Seraphim, Clear Sky Hammer, Evil-Eyed White Tiger, Nether Civet Cat, etc.

These spirits were all broken and without any consciousness, wandering aimlessly like this. Even if they touched his body, they would pass by like illusions.

It was as if the original statue was the only object they were attached to. Now that the statue was destroyed, they could only cling to the rubble.

But how do these martial spirits exist alone?How did you get here?

It seems that this tower is probably really not simple.

Without the entrance passage to the ninth floor, he would not be able to enter at all now.

Gradually, as the wandering stones gathered together, a stone statue that was exactly the same as before appeared again.

Wu Fan put the oil lamp in his hand back to its original position, and something strange happened. The oil lamp turned on again.

Wu Fan felt an inexplicable sadness, as if the martial spirits that had appeared were heroes who had died one after another, but now they could only cling to this place to survive.

He did not look for the passage to the ninth floor, but returned to the seventh floor.

With his departure, the entire eighth floor returned to calm again, and the entrance passage disappeared again.

Early the next morning, Ning Rongrong ran over and woke up Shui Yue'er who was still sleeping.

"What are you doing!" Shui Yue'er rubbed her eyes: "Get up so early."

"It's time to have breakfast." Ning Rongrong pointed to Wu Fan's door: "Let's go find Xiaofan."

"Isn't he still sleeping?" Shui Yue'er yawned: "Let's sleep a little longer."

"Xiaofan rarely sleeps in." Ning Rongrong: "I used to get up very early, why is something wrong today?"

"What's wrong!" Shui Yue'er said, "It's just a matter of making a fuss and sleeping in. You're too sensitive."

While the two women were talking, Wu Fan opened the door.

"Good morning, Xiaofan!" Ning Rongrong ran over with a smile: "Why don't you sleep more."

Shui Yue'er: "Double-standard dog!"

"I prepared breakfast, all the things you like to eat." Ning Rongrong ignored Shui Yue'er and stuck out his tongue at her: "There are also things you like to eat. If it's late, there will be nothing."

When Shui Yue'er heard that there was something delicious, she immediately became interested: "Just wait for me for a while, I'll be here soon."

As a result, the wait lasted for half an hour.

Wu Fan was not in a hurry and told Ning Rongrong what happened last night.

Today, he planned to let Ning Rongrong go in and take a look at the stone statue without using the moonlight. After all, she was a descendant of the Qibao Glazed Sect, so she would probably have some inheritance in it, and she might also know what those incomplete martial spirits were.

It wasn't until Shui Yue'er walked out of the room that the three of them went to have breakfast together.

The breakfast at Qibao Glazed Sect was simple but very rich. The three of them ate a little and discussed the specific matters. Next, Ning Rongrong made some preparations. When they arrived at the foot of the tower, it was already close to noon.

Going all the way up until reaching the seventh floor, Wu Fan walked towards a wall.

There was nothing special there, but Wu Fan knew that it was the passage, and it was a passage that did not belong to this tower at all.

He got in for no apparent reason last time. Now that the passage didn't exist, he could only rely on the items Ning Rongrong brought to open it.

When everything was ready, Ning Rongrong summoned his martial spirit. With the appearance of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, the surrounding energy began to gather. Wu Fan also released his martial spirit. A channel is formed.

"Go in." Wu Fan waved: "There is no moonlight, you have to follow me closely."

Shui Yue'er: "How to get in?"

"You still can't see it?" Ning Rongrong: "It seems that this place is indeed connected to Xiaofan, and it's normal that outsiders can't see it.

Then please help us guard here, and be sure not to let these magic weapons fail, or else I won't come to settle the score with you when I come back. "

"I know!" Shui Yue'er: "I'll wait for you here, be careful, I always feel something is wrong."

Ning Rongrong: "I have already ordered you to go down. No one will be received here today."

However, she was still more careful and wore the family's unique protective measures to protect herself.

Wu Fan nodded and entered the passage.

The eighth floor is still the same as yesterday, with no major changes. Even if Ning Rongrong, the successor, comes, the stone statue has not changed.

It was also the first time for Ning Rongrong to come here. Last time, she was only in the passage and could not actually enter the eighth floor.

Ning Fengzhi told her that the eighth floor holds the secret of their family. If it is unlocked, the martial soul can truly be advanced into the Nine Treasure Glazed Pagoda.

Not only his own martial soul evolved, but the descendants of the entire family also evolved together, and the Seven Treasure Glazed Sect was completely transformed into the Nine Treasure Glazed Sect.

As for how to evolve, he doesn't know.

Now that Ning Rongrong's martial spirit has evolved, as long as it is recognized by this tower, the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect will also change its name.

She looked at the stone statue, but she didn't recognize this person either.

Wu Fan: "Did you find anything?"

Ning Rongrong shook his head: "Not yet, but I think it should be holding a martial spirit in its right hand. I'll give it a try."

Wu Fan did not refuse: "Then be careful. If anything seems strange, remember to stop immediately."

Ning Rongrong nodded and summoned his martial spirit.

Only then did Wu Fan discover that the other party actually had a 10-year-old soul ring, which was extremely conspicuous surrounding the nine-story small tower.

But he didn't ask, and the other party didn't explain.

The small tower was placed, but there was no reaction.

Wu Fan sighed: "It seems that it still doesn't work."

Ning Rongrong didn't want to give up: "Wait a little longer."

As time went by, Wu Fan noticed that Ning Rongrong's face became paler.

He didn't pay much attention at first. After all, Ning Rongrong's skin was fair. Even if it was whiter, it would not be easy to notice.

She felt something was wrong because she inadvertently wiped the sweat from her forehead and her shaking body.

"Rong Rong, take back your martial spirit quickly." Wu Fan: "Don't hold on."

"Xiaofan, I'm okay." Ning Rongrong showed a slightly forced smile: "Wait for me a little longer."

"Don't force it." Wu Fan stepped forward to support her: "Since the other party doesn't recognize us, there is no need to work harder. If you persist, your body will not be able to bear it.

Releasing the martial spirit for a long time is likely to cause harm to your future. "

"I don't want to give up." Ning Rongrong: "Father has waited so long for this moment, and the sect won't allow me to give up here."

Perhaps these words moved the stone statue. The oil lamp that could go out at any time suddenly lit up, and countless incomplete martial spirits appeared again, heading straight for Ning Rongrong's martial spirit.