Mortal's journey to immortality

Wang Lu looked at the intact ground. The moment he took the object away, he seemed to hear a silent roar from the pagoda. He knew that the situation was extremely urgent. Even Xiaoyaozi sect Tianyuan Sect's secret transmission broke the formation. The five-color broken formation flags of Zhibao also gave up and stepped out.

If he hesitates for a moment or if his consciousness moves to collect the formation flag, he will be buried in the underground palace.

Once buried, although he didn't know if it could break out of the ground, he guessed that the hope was very slim, and the chance was far smaller than the probability that the Silver Palace would bring him here.

After a long silence, Wang Lu took out the fist-sized khaki gourd that he had taken out of the coffin at the last moment. He picked up the whole gourd in his hand. It was as light as a feather, round and smooth, with some light green patterns on the surface. It was mysterious but pleasing to the eye. A strange smell lingered on the gourd, but it was not dissipated. You could smell it faintly only by picking it up and sniffing it carefully at the tip of your nose.

The gourd seemed to have been picked from a gourd vine. The mouth was a solid yellow-green curved vine about three inches long and as thick as a chopstick. Wang Lu looked over it up and down, left and right, and it seemed to have no value other than appreciation. usefulness.

He tried all his methods to hit and chop the gourd. Even under the full blow of the six-star Gongyue Blade, the gourd was not broken at all. It was like an indestructible gourd that could be burned with fire or knife. Chopping, slashing with the sword...the gourd remains indifferent and does not cause any damage.

Wang Lu understood that this seemingly ordinary gourd was anything but simple.

However, Wang Lu had no choice but to put it away and think about it later.

For ten days, he devoured a bottle of five-hundred-year-old monkey wine. Not only was he physically and mentally exhausted to a certain extent, but his consciousness, which had just recovered, was also a little tired.

He walked towards the arched stone door, intending to walk out of the pagoda and go to the Bodhisattva Forest to meditate and recover. However, he unexpectedly found an invisible wall of energy blocking him. He tried every means, but could not break through this invisible wall.

He could only face the priceless Bodhisattva trees outside, hold two middle-grade spiritual stones in his hands, and meditate to recover.

One day later, with the help of the five-hundred-year-old monkey wine, his magic power was restored, his whole body was refreshed and his spirit was lifted. He came to the circular staircase and climbed up the steps step by step without stopping.

As he climbed the stairs slowly, he silently calculated the height of the space. When he reached the height of six feet, he had not reached the second floor. The circular staircase still extended upward. The previous height of six feet, if it was not an illusion, , that is the magical power of folding and stretching space, which further strengthened his pursuit of the avenue and his yearning for the strong.

When he looked towards the first floor, he was suddenly shocked.

Unknowingly, the first floor of the main hall below disappeared without a trace, and except for the wooden step he was standing on, the stairs and steps that he had previously walked up disappeared without him being alert. The wind and clouds were surging below, and he seemed to be stepping on a ladder to the sky, walking along the ladder to the sky.

This scene couldn't help but make his legs tremble a little, and silently, the first floor of the hall disappeared.

Of course, he didn't dare to jump off the platform he was standing on because he didn't know what the consequences would be. It seemed that the designer of the secret realm was to drive the testers upward to eliminate their delusions of being afraid of moving forward, no matter what the consequences were. The second floor or the next three floors were so dangerous. At this moment, Wang Lu could only bite the bullet and had to go up.

Fifty-seven breaths later, when the calculated height in his mind reached ten feet, he finally stepped onto the tower's heart chamber, which was almost exactly the same as the first floor of the main hall.

Looking outside, it is surrounded by tight walls, and the outside scenery is not visible at all. If you want to see the outside scenery, you can only climb to the fifth floor.

There was nothing luminous on the second floor of the temple, but it was still clearly visible. There was one less arched stone door than on the first floor, which made him sure that he had reached the second floor.

In fact, there was no difference between the first and second floors for him. All he wanted was to pass the test and save his life. However, Wang Lu's usual caution allowed Wang Lu to think about some details.

When he reached the second floor, he put away all his thoughts and concentrated on spreading his consciousness throughout the hundred-foot space, not letting go of any clues.

What puzzled him was that after a long time, there was no sign of any disturbance except him. Could it be that this level had not set any test?

Suddenly, the voice's words "It will be based on your current situation" let him know the other party's strategy.

It turned out that because he had fully recovered from his injuries, the other party could sense that he was a completely different person from the one on the first level. It was not that Wang Lu had changed as a person, but that he had become extremely terrifying after he recovered from his injuries. , cannot be compared.

After seeing this, the other party was reluctant to show up too early, because "it" had plenty of time. As long as it delayed for five months, Wang Lu would definitely die.

Obviously, this unknown opponent is intelligent and knows the rules of the secret realm. However, it must appear because of the rules of the secret realm. If "it" delays for five months, then the secret realm will not be able to exist at all. There is no meaning of existence anymore.

After thinking about this section, what the opponent is doing is nothing more than "drag", which consumes his patience, makes him impatient, makes him neglect his defense, and then defeats him.

Just as it wishes.

An hour later, Wang Wang kept walking around on the second floor with a somewhat anxious look. After a stick of incense, curses kept coming from his mouth, and even when he was cursing, he also removed the protective gas. .

Until Wang Lu's mouth went dry and he saw that the other party was still indifferent, Wang Lu was indeed a little anxious. Could it be that he hadn't shown it clearly enough, or the fact was not as he expected?

Two more hours later, after drinking several large sips of water, the entire second floor was still calm and calm, without any changes. Wang Lu was beating in his heart. If the other party really didn't show up, as time went by, As time goes on, maybe he will really be trapped and die here.

"ah!"

"Fuck you!"

Five days later, as time passed little by little, Wang Lu became irritated and couldn't help but cursed. He really couldn't afford it anymore. This made the calm man burn with anger.

At this moment, a sharp blade suddenly pierced the air above Wang Lu's head as fast as lightning and penetrated silently into his head.

"what!"

Wang Lu screamed before he died.

A puppet with an expressionless face and a sallow body appeared on the second floor without any warning. His expression was cold and calm. Suddenly, he looked to the side and swung a knife into the space in front of him.

"Boom" sound

A yellow sword light and a bolt of thunder exploded violently in mid-air.

Wang Lu's heart trembled, and he suddenly summoned all his magic power and retreated ten feet away from where he stood, leaving only the afterimage of a moment ago.

Another puppet appeared silently like a ghost on the left side of Wang Lu who was throwing an Ice and Thunder Talisman and slashed at Wang Lu with a knife.

"Click"

Wang Lu's afterimage was instantly chopped into pieces by the puppet's powerful sword.

After escaping the disaster, Wang's road was like sinking water. He really didn't expect that the first puppet was just a bait. The opponent's killing move turned out to be the second puppet hidden in the dark, and it was after he used his magic power. The tiny gap between the sword and the knife caught him off guard, almost sending Wang Lu's soul back to the underworld, and making him break out in a cold sweat.

Fortunately, after Wang Lu recovered from his injuries, his consciousness, body strength, flexibility, and movement skills all improved slightly. When the space on his left side fluctuated, Wang Lu realized that something was not going well. In an instant, Reversing his magic power and body skills, he narrowly avoided the puppet's fatal blow within an inch.