The villain, the big brother and the master are HE [Wearing the Book]

After ten breaths, the thin protective cover gradually disappeared. After realizing that there was nothing blocking the front, those strange creatures showed their sharp fangs and rushed towards Song Yan in unison.

The stench rushed into Song Yan's nostrils, disgusting as if something had rotted away, but Song Yan raised the Fuchen sword without changing his face, and slashed at the unknown creature rushing forward——

With a bang, a huge deep pit appeared in front of it, and even the unknown creatures in that direction disappeared under the sword.

The other creatures just paused for a moment, then quickly filled the gap and continued to rush towards Song Yan.

Although the strength of these things is not very strong, but they can't hold it too much, some are cut off and some appear again, as if they are endless and can never be destroyed.

After fighting non-stop for two days and two nights, Song Yan felt a little tired, so he set up a protective cover and sat on the floor, not caring what color clothes he was wearing or how dirty the floor was.

Song Yan stuck the Fuchen Sword on the ground and sat down with his back against the Fuchen Sword. There were already fine beads of sweat on his forehead. He took out a bottle of Lingling Pill and swallowed it, recovering some spiritual power.

"What the hell are these people? Why can't they be killed no matter what?" Song Yan asked in his mind.

[They should be spirit bodies, not real, but they can cause real damage, so they are endless. 】

Song Yan frowned.

Could it be that he wants to stay here and kill these things?

No, it's impossible that there is no way to destroy them all.

Since this tower is used to comprehend the power of law, then these things must be destroyed by the power of law.

Thinking of this, Song Yan began to flip through the information about the law that the system gave at the beginning in his mind, flipping through ten lines at a glance, until he saw such a passage.

"All living beings are all phenomena, high and low are indistinguishable, there is no need to fear life and death, life is also death, and death is also life."

Life is death, death is life...

Song Yan frowned and thought, many images suddenly flashed in his mind.

The protective shield made of aura is limited in protection after all. Under the bite of those unknown species of creatures, the protective shield is getting thinner and thinner, and it is about to dissipate.

The system is also a little anxious, but Song Yan is meditating, and it can't wake Song Yan up, so it has to worry in Song Yan's mind, there is nothing to do.

Finally, under the concerted efforts of those unknown creatures, the protective shield dissipated.

The leading creature rushed over impatiently, opened its bloody mouth wide, and the green tines were still dripping with saliva. Just when the tines were about to touch Song Yan, Song Yan suddenly opened his eyes.

The air suddenly stagnated, and the unidentified creature rushing to the front suddenly opened its terrifying eyes wide, followed by a "bang", and was directly torn into pieces in the air.

Dark green blood splashed all over Song Yan's face and body, and the stench rushed towards his face. Song Yan's eyelashes trembled, grasping the feeling at that moment, and enveloped the entire space with spiritual consciousness.

In the next second, all the unknown creatures in the space fell apart and disappeared into the air.

Song Yan lowered her eyes, and her slender eyelashes were also stained with a little dark green blood, dripping down her pale cheeks.

"So this is... the power of the law of life and death?"

"Congratulations, you have successfully passed the first floor of the Tiandi Pagoda. You have a cup of tea to prepare, and after a cup of tea, you will enter the second floor."

Hearing this voice, Song Yan noticed that his body was full of stench. He first used a cleansing technique to remove the stench from his body, then took out a set of clothes from the ice bracelet and changed into it, and swallowed it again. A bottle of continuation elixir restored some mental strength, and after all this was done, it was time for a cup of tea.

The scene in front of him suddenly dissipated and came to a new scene.

The second floor of Tiandi Pagoda is different from the first floor. It is a town, which looks very peaceful.

There are residents living in the town, and it may be that no one has come to the town for a long time. Song Yan's unfamiliar face made the residents who passed by him pay more attention.

Song Yan didn't understand how to break this floor, so he first found an inn.

There is only one inn in the town, and the location is a bit remote. He searched for a long time before finding this earthen inn in an inconspicuous alley.

There was only one mistress in the inn, sitting lazily on a stool and dozing off, Song Yan stepped forward and knocked on the table in front of the mistress, the mistress was awakened by the sound of "dong dong dong", her dark eyes were dissatisfied He glanced at Song Yan.

"To be a top player or to stay in a hotel?" Xiaoer asked.

I don't know if it was Song Yan's illusion, but he always felt that Xiaoer's voice was a bit cold.

Song Yan replied: "Stay in the hotel."

Xiaoer: "Five spirit stones for one night in the hotel, pay first and then go upstairs."

Song Yan took out five spirit stones and handed them to Xiaoer.

Xiaoer glanced at it, put the spirit stone behind the counter, took Song Yan upstairs, pointed to a dilapidated guest room and said, "Here, this is the one, call me if you need something."

After finishing speaking, she went downstairs without waiting for Song Yan's response. Song Yan glanced at Xiao Er's back, without saying anything, went straight into the room and closed the door.

The room was indeed very simple, with only a bed piled up with old but clean bedding, and a broken wooden table in the center of the room.

Song Yan sat on the bed, closed her eyes, but kept paying attention to the room with her spiritual consciousness.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a dull knock on the door. Song Yan opened his eyes and opened the door.

Outside the door is Xiao Er who I saw at that time.

The little second hand was holding a tray in his hand, said "delivery", he went straight past Song Yan, put the tray on the dilapidated wooden table, then left without saying anything, and helped Song Yan before leaving. Closed the door.

When Song Yan came to the table, he saw the hard rice and bean sprouts in the tray, and was silent for a moment.

Naturally, the meal was not eaten, what it looked like when it was delivered, and what it would look like when Xiao Er took it away an hour later. When Xiao Er saw the untouched food, he didn't say anything, just looked at it deeply Song Yan took one look, then closed the door and left.

I don't know how long it took.

Song Yan looked out the window at the sun still hanging high in the sky, frowned and asked, "System, don't you think this place is a bit strange?"

It has been more than six hours since he came here, but the sun in the sky has not even changed its position, and it is still hanging high.

【The host wants to go out and have a look? 】

Song Yan pondered for a moment, finally adopted the system's suggestion, and decided to go for a walk.

Xiao Er was still dozing off in the same posture that Song Yan came to in the hall on the first floor. When Song Yan walked out of the inn, Xiao Er suddenly opened his eyes and gave Song Yan a deep look.

Walking out of the narrow alley, the street is lifeless, but it has not changed at all since Song Yan arrived. The things that were there before are still there now.

There was an old man selling sugar paintings on the street corner, and several children were queuing up to buy sugar paintings, but their faces were gloomy and not lively at all.

Song Yan stepped forward and followed the queue.

A man who was much taller than them suddenly appeared behind them and lined up with them to buy sugar paintings, but these children were not curious at all, they didn't even turn their heads, they just lined up quietly.

Finally it was Song Yan's turn.

Song Yan chose a beautiful pattern, and the sugar painting seller was an old man. After seeing Song Yan asking for a bird, he didn't say anything. He silently scooped up the syrup next to him with a spoon, and drew a beautiful lark on the board. bird.

"A piece of spiritual stone." The old man stretched out his hand, his old hoarse voice sounded a little scary.

Song Yan took out a spirit stone and put it in the old man's hand, and asked casually, "Master, how long have you been selling sugar paintings here?"

The old man raised his head, staring straight at him with cloudy and yellow eyes, without saying a word.

Just when Song Yan thought he would not answer, the old man suddenly said, "It's been more than 40 years."

"Then how long do you usually stay out of the stall?" Song Yan continued to ask.

"Open the stall at noon and sell until Xu time."

Song Yan nodded thoughtfully, thanked him and left the stall. Behind him, there were still a few children in line.

Turning the corner of the street, Song Yan threw away the sugar painting in his hand without any hesitation.

Immediately afterwards, he went to buy a sachet at the stall of his mother-in-law who was selling handicrafts on the street, and asked her the same question, and the mother-in-law replied: "There is a stall for three hours."

This is not the same answer as the old man selling sugar paintings, but Song Yan just needed such an answer. He continued to ask: "Then how long have you been out of the stall now? When do you plan to go home?"

The mother-in-law opened her mouth, showing her yellow teeth, and smiled at Song Yan: "The old lady just left the stall, and it's still early to go home." Song Yan paused, and then said "Pay attention to your body" with a blank expression. Then I came to my mother-in-law's stall.

When he came to this small town, the old lady had set up a stall here. After he had stayed in the inn for so long, the old lady actually said that she had just opened the stall.

really.

"Time has stopped in this town."

After getting the answer he wanted, Song Yan didn't wander around the street anymore, but went straight back to the inn.

In the inn, Xiao Er was still dozing off against the table in the lobby, Song Yan stepped forward and knocked on the table in front of Xiao Er.

Xiao Er was awakened with a start, and cast a gloomy look at Song Yan with her dark eyes.

"Guest officer, you are back."

Song Yan nodded and returned to the room.

After a while, the door was knocked again, Song Yan opened the door, and as expected, he saw Xiao Er standing at the door with a tray, saw Song Yan open the door, and grinned at him.

"Guest officer, your meal."

The rice was still cold and hard, and the bean sprouts without a trace of heat, Song Yan still didn't eat.

An hour later, when Xiao Er came to collect the bowl, he saw Song Yan's untouched food, but he still didn't say anything, and took the tray away with the food.

But this time, before he stepped out of the room, Song Yan suddenly stopped him.

"Wait a minute."

Xiao Er stopped and turned to look at Song Yan.

Song Yan stared at him, and the two looked at each other for a moment, then Song Yan suddenly asked, "When is it getting dark?"

Xiao Er moved, his movements were a little stiff, he blinked slowly, and smiled at Song Yan.

"Guest officer."

"Our town is never dark."