I'm an actor under the devil

The Sword Pagoda is located on Zhan Cang Peak, the highest point of the Jiange Pavilion. It is usually hidden in the mountain, and only when it is opened once every ten years, will it float from the mountain and stand on the top of the mountain.

There are a hundred floors up and down the sword tower.The height of the tower top is not visible.The body of the tower is stone blue, and even under the warmest sunlight, it glows with a faint cold light, like a sharp knife piercing the sky.

Standing in front of the sword tower, Nie Wushuang seemed to be able to feel the roaring sword intent.

"This sword tower was set up more than 1000 years ago when the sword ancestor opened the mountain." Gong Yuxi looked at Nie Wushuang's expression, showing a proud expression of pride: "How is it? Are you shocked?"

Nie Wushuang gave a soft "hmm".

Because she was about to face the assessment, Gong Yuxi talked more than usual: "Let me tell you, every floor here has a sword intent left by the ancestors, some of which were left by the great powers of our Jiange, and some I found it from outside. Don't underestimate this group of sword intents, the top twenty floors are not even up to my master, the head sword master."

"En." Nie Wushuang replied again, expressing that he heard it.In fact, there was no need for Gong Yuxi's introduction. After he knew that there was a sword tower assessment, he had already consulted the information and found out the situation of the sword tower and the test rules.

The sword tower has a total of one hundred sword intents, which are divided into five levels according to their power: the sword intents on the first to twenty floors are image level, which means that when using the sword intent, the corresponding sword image can be summoned.This Jiange disciple can basically do it, the difference lies in the degree of solidity of the image.

Levels [-] to [-] are sound and shape. That day when Master demonstrated Shangqingfeng's kung fu, he was able to embody the sound of water and the shape of water, which belonged to this level.

Layers four to sixty are chemical blades.The sword intent can be transformed into an image, and the image can be transformed into a real ice blade attack, such as the ice blade used by the Great Elder Bijian that day.

Further up is the Sword Domain.Where the sword intent is, it is the domain of the sword.Being able to unite the sword realm is the hallmark of the sword master, and the only one who can do it in the world of comprehension today is Tianku Sword Master.

On the top [-] floors, it is said that the sword ancestor who opened the mountain had already broken through the level of the sword realm, and his true sword intent remained on the last [-] floors of the sword tower.But so far, no one has entered there.Therefore, no one knows the realm above the Sword Domain.

They are a small test today, and only open the first [-] floors of the sword tower.

After entering the tower, everyone will be separated in space, that is to say, although everyone enters the sword tower together, the only person who can see it is yourself.

After entering the tower, the sword intent left by the ancestors on each floor will be transformed into the spirit of the sword intent, recreating the sword at that time, and if you successfully catch it, you can enter the next floor.It doesn't matter if you fail, as long as you are not eliminated, you can keep trying.And don't really get hurt.

The time is a whole day, and if you pass all [-] floors, you can leave the tower. Disciples who fail to pass will also be sent away by the sword tower after the end of the day.

Gong Yuxi Balabala talked for a long time, but there was no one to cheer, so she had to say "um".

She puffed her cheeks in dissatisfaction: "Hey, can you give me a little more reaction, why is Qingyuan not here, you become like a stone. Oh, brother Ouyang is not here today, If it wasn't for the sake of you being Qingyuan's apprentice, I wouldn't bother to take you with me."

"Don't force it." Nie Wushuang said in a stiff tone.

"You also know that I'm reluctant." Gong Yuxi said angrily.

Nie Wushuang turned his head and saw that Gong Yuxi's black and white eyes were full of displeasure.

Nie Wushuang seriously reflected that Gong Yuxi deliberately took her out of good intentions, but it's not good to always leave the other party alone.So he thought for a long time, and finally found a more suitable topic to ask: "How many floors did you climb to?"

"I..." Gong Yuxi, who finally waited until Nie Wushuang took the initiative to speak, had no time to be happy, and was so depressed by this question. The last one who could be the iron fighter was of course because she had never climbed a floor!

The expression on Gong Yuxi's face gradually disappeared: She kindly explained the rules of the sword tower to Nie Wushuang, but the other party came to expose her scars?

You better shut up, thank you!

The complete silence between the two made Nie Wushuang heave a sigh of relief, he is really not very good at flirting with strangers.

As the sun moved to the center of the sky, the stone gate on the first floor of the sword tower slowly opened.Jiange disciples filed in.

Nie Wushuang's attention was quickly attracted by the open sword tower, and he followed the crowd into the sword tower.

As expected, Tali said exactly what Gong Yuxi said, hundreds of disciples entered the gate together, but after entering, they could only see themselves.and a stone slab in front of it.

A sword intent was engraved on the stone slab.The sword intent was engraved on the stone slab coldly, but at a glance, it felt like there was a raging fire, which burned the eyes.

Nie Wushuang thought: It seems to be the sword intent related to flames.

The water movement technique has a natural restraint effect on the fire movement technique, so Nie Wushuang raised his long sword and stepped forward.

"New here?" A monk wearing Jiange clothes appeared in front of the stone slab, looking critically at Nie Wushuang.

Nie Wushuang didn't expect the sword spirit to look like a real person and could speak, but thinking that the other party should be a senior, he still responded: "Nie Wushuang, please..."

"Eat my sword!" The sword spirit seemed very impatient, and before Nie Wushuang could finish speaking, he slashed at Nie Wushuang with a fiery sword.

Through that sword, Nie Wushuang seemed to see a raging sea of ​​fire burning around him, and the temperature in the air increased a lot.

Nie Wushuang raised his hand to parry, and the surging river extinguished the endless sea of ​​flames.

Even the sword spirit was drenched into a transparent phantom, and he waved his hands weakly: "It's okay. You pass."

All the way to the nineteenth floor, Nie Wushuang met sword spirits of various attributes, and their sword spirits also had different personalities. Some spoke more, some spoke less, some were violent, and some were gentle.They don't have any memories of their lifetime, and their spiritual intelligence is not high.But everyone's sword intent has its own special features. After a fight, Nie Wushuang felt that he had gained a lot of new insights into sword intent.

He barely paused and went up to the twentieth floor in one breath.If he had been before apprenticeship, he might have been able to climb up, but it definitely wouldn't be as easy as it is now.Thanks to Master for his guidance on sword intent these days.

There is one last layer left.Nie Wushuang paused for a moment to sort out his thoughts.

Master said to let him pay more attention to the sword intent on the twentieth floor, because the user of this sword intent is practicing the Dayan Mind Method that Master respects.Although the sword intent is shallow, it is not easy to deal with.

Thinking of Master, Nie Wushuang was a little distracted.

The master originally promised to accompany him to climb the pagoda today, but in the morning he changed his mind temporarily, saying that there was something urgent, and left the Jiange in a hurry.

Is there any news about Gu Qing?Or do you have other things to do?There is no danger, is there?

What Nie Wushuang didn't know was that the person he was worried about at that time had gone to the other side of the mainland and changed his identity.

Gu Qingyuan changed back into Moxiu's clothes, put on his mask again, and pushed open the door of the retreat room.

Hall Master Baihu was looking around the door.

The master of the White Tiger Hall is called Bai Mo, and he looks like a thirteen-year-old boy, and his personality is also the most out-of-the-ordinary among the masters of the Four Sacred Halls, although he is actually [-] years old.

"Why are you calling me?" Gu Qingyuan asked him.

"How dare I disturb your cultivation." Bai Mo shrank his head, looking very afraid of Gu Qing: "It is the lord who sent you to go."

Yan Chen looking for him?Yan Chen's handsome and seductive face flashed in Gu Qingyuan's mind.

It's strange.What will happen?

There are no relevant plot hints in the original book, after all, it has always been from Nie Wushuang's perspective.So he couldn't infer Yan Chen's purpose from the original work, he could only guess, maybe it was a mission that had nothing to do with Nie Wushuang.

Gu Qingyuan straightened the corner of his clothes: "Understood, I'll come right away."

He didn't delay and rushed to Yan Chen's residence very quickly.

Pushing open the door, there was still the familiar smell of blood. At this time, Yan Chen was not soaking in the pool, but stood in front of a huge stone table with his clothes on, holding a paintbrush and drawing something on a stone table.Noticing that Gu Qingyuan was coming, he didn't stop writing.

Gu Qingyuan was curious and wanted to know what was drawn on the drawing paper, but here at Yan Chen, he didn't dare to release his spiritual consciousness at will.I had no choice but to stand obediently and wait for Yan Chen to finish painting.

Yan Chen didn't raise his head until the last touch of color was outlined.Glancing at the mask on Gu Qingyuan's face, there was inquiry in his eyes: "I heard that you are in retreat recently?"

Gu Qingyuan had been prepared for a long time, and responded calmly: "There has been no improvement in cultivation for a long time, and my subordinates thought that maybe it was because they were too tired and lazy these days. So they planned to meditate for a while."

Yan Chen put down the paintbrush in his hand: "Then, what progress has been made in these days of retreat?"

Why do you suddenly care about my cultivation?Gu Qingyuan felt a little strange.He only said modestly: "Gu Qing is blunt, and the time is too short to make a breakthrough."

"Where did you miss it?" Yan Chen walked towards him casually, with a tall shadow covering Gu Qingyuan's body, which made him feel a little nervous for no reason, as if a hunted beast was approaching. Gu Qingyuan pretended to be calm, and then he heard Yan's deep and low voice in his ear, asking provocatively, "You want me to teach you?"

"Don't bother your lord."

I'm afraid I can't help but have some weird teacher-student play with you.

Gu Qingyuan was talking nonsense in his heart, but on the surface he lowered his head obediently, showing a bit of apprehensive panic.

However, Gu Qingyuan was also surprised, well, why did Yan Chen suddenly care about him? In the original book, it was clear that Yan Chen had always treated his subordinates like a toolman.

"No trouble." Yan Chen raised his hand, and directly called out the famous battle ax falling into the sky on the list of artifacts. Holding the black handle in his hand, he casually held the huge ax on his shoulder, as if he was waking up. The beast bared its fangs, tilted its head to look at him, with interest in its eyes: "Have we played against each other?"

The fierce battle ax shattered the romance in Gu Qingyuan's head.

Gu Qingyuan recalled the last destructive battle between him and Nie Wushuang in the book, and thought in his heart that only a few of himself would be enough for him to strike with an axe, so he declined without hesitation: "The strength of the Lord is unparalleled in the world, and it is rare to meet an opponent." How can my subordinates beat them before?"

Yan Chen laughed, as beautiful as a seductive monster: "What are you afraid of? Can I really hurt you?"