Meng Li ignored Wei Feixing.

But Wei Feixing was obviously excited. He stretched out his hand and pulled La Mengli's sleeve and said hurriedly:

"Hurry, look."

Meng Li looked up at the sky again:

"See it."

Wei Feixing said:

"Let's go over and take a look."

Meng Li nodded lightly.

The four of them rushed over there.

By the time we arrived, there were already many people under the tower.

The tower is still floating in the air.

There are people from all sects, and everyone gathers together. They all seem to be calm, but in fact they are all on guard.

Hao Yehua and his group also thrust. The Dayan Sect had other disciples. They did not have a good relationship with Hao Yehua, so they thrust alone.

Meng Li went over and pushed him with them.

Wei Feixing asked arrogantly:

"What's going on?"

Someone answered:

"I don't know, wait for the moment, the tower is falling at a certain speed."

Wei Feixing said oh, looked up at the tower and said:

"There must be something good in this tower. When it comes down, I will definitely go and find out."

Meng Li sat cross-legged and breathed:

"Can you talk less nonsense?"

Wei Feixing:...

Disciples around: Uh...

As time goes by, the tower is getting closer and closer to the ground. Everyone calculates the area where the tower lands, and spontaneously frees up a piece of open space for the tower to land.

After all, no one wants to be killed by the tower.

After a long time, the tower's slow movement speed began to stop moving, and it stopped steadily about ten meters above the ground.

Everyone looked at each other, this...

Can't you fly up?

But they are all under the foundation-building stage and cannot fly in the air.

Hao Yehua was relatively calm and said to the people around him to wait a little longer.

Meng Li was also relatively calm.

Only Wei Feixing was uneasy, and he said anxiously:

"Down quickly, hurry."

"Quick, hurry."

Wei Feixing's anxious and uneasy expression made some disciples of other sects unable to help but show a contemptuous expression.

It's really noisy.

The third-level tower kept about one stick of incense in the air, and its first quaint door was opened.

A strong white light burst out from it, and everyone was so shocked that they couldn't open their eyes.

After the white light slowly disappeared, a hundred-step stone staircase appeared between the ground and the tower.

The ancient door was also closed.

Seeing this, someone rushed up the stairs quickly, and Wei Feixing also planned to rush out, but seeing that Meng Li was not anxious, he actually stabilized his pace.

But he was anxious and said:

"Hurry up, go."

Meng Li nodded: "Okay."

After taking a look at Hao Yehua, he did not rush forward either.

Meng Li walked forward, Wei Feixing was beside Meng Li. Someone had already stepped on the stairs. They rushed too anxiously and were not prepared. They knelt on the stairs unexpectedly.

Then he stood up with force.

Wei Feixing said proudly when he saw this:

"Look, I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. I knew there was something wrong with it, so I was one step slower."

Meng Li remained silent, and sometimes felt that talking to people like Wei Feixing was a waste of talk.

Without a trace of spiritual power, she restrained her true energy and stepped onto the first level.

This step is not an ordinary step. As you step up to the first step, it will exert force on you.

The higher you climb, the greater the pressure you will bear.

This move will keep some people who cannot bear the pressure away from the door.

But the first reaction of a practitioner is to use spiritual power to resist this force, but he does not know that this will backfire.

Without spiritual power, the steps cannot capture the power on the body, and the pressure applied will be smaller.

Meng Li remembered that before she became a soul, she went to the sect and climbed the mountain gate, and the same was true for the sect’s mountain gate.

It's no different from this step.

She also walked to the middle at that time and realized that this was possible.

But her fate is unpredictable. Her master is dead. Because of her personality, she doesn’t have many friends in the sect. At this point, she has no nostalgia for that sect.

I occasionally suddenly remember it, but it is just the past.

Even so, when Meng Li stepped on the first step, he still felt the pressure, as if a heavy stone was pressing on her shoulder.

Wei Feixing, who was standing beside him, was also struggling.

He said:

"What a hell?"

Everyone was struggling to crawl, and no one paid attention to Wei Feixing at this time.

Wei Feixing cursed a few more times, feeling boring, and even honestly climbed up the stairs.

As time goes by, everyone climbs the ladders slower and slower.

Some people even sweated heavily and simply sat on the steps to adjust their breathing.

But when I saw someone walking in front of them, I was anxious.

I don’t know when the door on the first floor will be opened. If they haven’t had time to go up when it opens, wouldn’t they missed the opportunity?

At this time, Hao Yehua also looked very serious. He sometimes looked at the end of the stairs and sometimes looked at his feet, all with determination.

Among many people, he is not very outstanding at the moment, and is considered to be in the middle and upper reaches.

Meng Li is also in the middle and upper reaches. Although he is struggling, he can still deal with it.

The invisible stone on his shoulder seemed to be getting heavier and heavier.

They also stopped and stopped, and finally, when Meng Li climbed the ninety steps, someone climbed the 100th step.

It was a disciple of another sect. At this moment, he seemed to have exhausted his spiritual power and seemed to have exhausted all his strength. At this moment, he tried his best to appear a bottle of pill in his hand, poured it into his mouth, and began to regulate his breathing.

Everyone was relieved to see this. The door was not open yet, so what if I go up first.

Slowly, one after another, they climbed the last steps one after another.

But they all look like they are exhausted of spiritual power.

Meng Li finally went up. If she had thought, she would have been up long ago, but there was no need.

The spiritual energy in her body was not consumed at all. She just needed to adjust her breath and her condition could be restored.

However, she took out the pill and made a gesture of replenishing spiritual power to avoid suspicion.

Hao Yehua also sat cross-legged. He glanced at Meng Li and didn't say anything.

Wei Feixing was still crawling. Seeing that Meng Li had already gone up, he had no strength to say anything else at this moment. He was sweating and stuffy with his head and tried his best. Finally, he came up too.

After he came up, he lay in front of Meng Li, looking breathless.

Waiting for him to straighten his breathing, he said to Meng Li:

"Hurry, give me the pill."

Meng Li lowered his eyes and stared at Wei Feixing's face:

"No."

Wei Feixing raised his hand and pointed at Meng Li: "You...!"

Hao Yehua sneered beside him.

Wei Feixing thought that his annoying person was by his side, so he became alert. Now that he has exhausted his spiritual power and is easily attacked by someone.

Furthermore, the step is so tired, and I don’t know what else to encounter when entering the tower. Thinking about it, he should restore his spiritual power as soon as possible.

You shouldn't waste time anymore.

Thinking of this, he got up and sat cross-legged, took out a bottle of pills from his body and poured it into his mouth, and looked at the person who was still climbing the steps, with contempt.
Chapter completed!