The Monk

Chapter 220: Light Ball

He took a few steps back, threw out a few more spells, and blasted an open space around the pagoda. Covering his ears, he cursed secretly: "It took such a big movement to blow up such a small area." The explosion power of the seven-star black talisman can move the earth and flat mountains, but on the third floor of the Refining Temple, it can only blast a small crater within a few meters. These grasses are really weird. Very.

Exploding the road, Zhang Ai circled around the pagoda. The pagoda is made of red bricks and is so strong that even the seven-star talisman cannot be broken. Carefully look at the direct joints between bricks and wonder if the method of passing the second layer will work here. As a result, nothing was found. The bricks were laid neatly on top of each other, and the seams were neat and straight.

He raised the hard iron knife with his backhand and struck the pagoda with a bang. Sparks shot out in all directions, leaving not even a scratch on the pagoda body.

Zhang was afraid that his arms would be numb from the shock, so he shook his hands and muttered: "It's really strong." The broken tower can't be broken, that means there is a mechanism, but where is the mechanism? Going around the pagoda again, it is all made of bricks, with only tiles used to build the edge of the pagoda between the layers. The nine-story pagoda has a nine-story pagoda rim. Except for the decreasing size, the shape and materials are mostly the same.

Is there a mechanism on the top of the tower? Flying is not allowed here, so put your hands on the tower body and use the suction of your palms to climb up the pagoda. The entire tower is made of red bricks and blue tiles, but there is a light ball the size of a head on the top of the tower. Zhang is afraid that his eyes will shine. This thing is very enjoyable and must be valuable. He takes out a hard iron knife and pries it down. After trying for a long time without success, I sat down on the light ball in frustration and pressed both hands on the left and right sides of the light ball. I habitually sent my spiritual consciousness over, and immediately felt dizzy, as if a vortex was sucking me in, and my eyes were filled with darkness.

After a while, the dizziness disappeared, but the darkness still existed. The whole person was standing in thin air with no upper and lower parts. He didn't know where he was or how big it was. Everything he looked up and down was dark and invisible.

The third level is too troublesome, and the first two levels together are not as troublesome. First came the strange grass, then the strange tower. I just touched the light ball on the strange tower and threw me into this unknown ghost place.

Could it be in the ball of light? Zhang Wen thought about it randomly and raised his hand to cast the lighting spell. There was a slight pop and the spell failed. I couldn't help but be stunned, no way, what are you doing? Any other spells used will fail without exception.

It’s fun now, how can we get out? Didn’t you say that the Temple of Refinement is not too dangerous? As soon as we reached the third floor, we reached the point of no return.

I looked down at my feet, and couldn't see anything in the black. I squatted down and touched, but there was nothing. I could feel the soles of my shoes. Do you want to stand here all the time? I straightened up and took a tentative step forward. It was strange. Why did I feel down to earth when there was nothing there? Take another step, and then another step, and you can actually walk in the air.

The void beneath his feet was like a transparent mirror, and Zhang was afraid of running fast on it. He wanted to find the boundary. With his speed, he could run out of Li Xu in the blink of an eye, but now he has been running in the dark for two full hours without hitting the border. Is it too big here? Or are there any spell restrictions? Zhang was afraid to stop, close his eyes and meditate.

There is no sky above, no earth below, it is dark with no light. Although there are no clues, there must be a way to get out. The Refining Temple will not set up a dead end to help the monks refine the gods.

After thinking for a long time, I couldn't think of a way. I raised my hand to scratch my face. Suddenly I remembered that this hand had just touched the sole of the shoe. An idea flashed in my mind. My foot was in the air and I couldn't go down, but my hand could go down. He squatted down and stretched his hand far beyond the soles of his shoes. He waved his hand, but there was no obstruction. My hand can go down, but I wonder if my body can go down?

Bend over and touch with your head down, and you can also reach over the top of your feet. Make up your mind to give it a try, kick your feet hard, stretch your hands forward, and thrust your head and feet up and down.

After falling a few meters, the scenery in front of him changed, and Zhang Wen appeared in the tower house. He hit the ground with his head and feet. In a hurry, he stretched out his arms, put his palms on the ground, rolled on the spot and stood still. Only then did I have time to look at the tower house. There were two doors at the front and back, one downward and one upward. There were two ancient futons in the house. Looking up, an arc-shaped glossy surface emits soft light and illuminates the room. Zhang Ain thought for a while and realized that this should be the bottom of the big ball of light outside the pagoda. It turns out that the light ball is the passage into the pagoda.

The Temple of Refining is really incredible, there is no ordinary way in and out. Looking at the door in front of him, this tower room is on the top floor of the pagoda. Why is there a way up? Is it the passage to the fourth floor?

No matter what, even if it's not leading to the fourth floor, it's still a path. Zhang Ain stepped forward and lowered his head to pass through the door. The scenery in front of him changed again. The sky was clear and the blue water was rippling. Zhang Wei appeared high in the sky.

You can't fly here, and if you don't react in time after going out, you will fall down like a cannonball and plop into the sea. Struggling to float to the surface, there is no longer nothingness in front, back, left, and right, only water can be seen, and the boundless sea water surrounds Zhang Wen. At this time, the golden elixir in the brain trembled, which was more violent than the previous two times. The fluctuations in spiritual power also increased a lot, and the cultivation level was improved again. With divine help during this ascension, with him as the center, the sea water began to rotate, gradually turning faster and faster, forming a large whirlpool. And there were countless whirlpools in Zhang Ai's body, spinning wildly, absorbing and driving nearby spiritual energy into his body, and it took a full hour to slowly subside.

Zhang was afraid that the whirlpool in his body would subside and the whirlpool in the sea water outside him would also stop. Zhang Ai was a little depressed. After passing three levels in a row, his physical spiritual power was more than three times that of before, and his cultivation level was even more enhanced. However, no matter how strong his cultivation level was, he could not break through the advanced level. His cultivation level has already reached the critical point, but after passing three levels in a row, he is only infinitely close to the critical point and cannot break through! I had to find reasons to comfort myself that I had seen a ghost!

After saying he saw a ghost, Zhang was afraid that he really saw a ghost. A dark-faced monster appeared on the sea in the distance, running toward him holding a steel fork. The two feet are huge and dark, and can walk on the water at very fast speeds.

Zhang Ai looked at him dizzy, what is this? Turning around, I saw an archway close to the water. It must be the passage out. Doesn't this guy want to get out?

Soon the monster with a grimace came closer and stabbed with his fork without saying anything. Zhang Weijing hurriedly escaped in the water and cursed: "I'm sick." The monster with a grimace pretended not to hear it and gave it another cross with its backhand.

Unable to move in the water, Zhang was afraid that he would not be able to fly or tread water, so he had to dive and escape. But he saw the Grimace plop into the water and chase him.

What kind of hell is this place that won't let me fly or tread water? Zhang was indignant. When he turned around, he saw the ghost-faced monster swimming easily like a fish, faster than walking on the water. Zhang was furious and wanted to scold the guy, but he couldn't speak underwater. He had no choice but to make a heavy fall, and his whole body fell straight down like a big iron ball, faster than lightning.

The Grimace Monster had no time to catch up, so he added a few spells to the steel fork in his hand, threw it with all his strength, and the steel fork flew towards Zhang Ain.