Soon everyone discovered the pattern, that is, whoever stood more firmly on the pieces of duckweed would float faster towards the white light.
Everyone just felt a deep helplessness in their hearts.
Everyone had to recognize the reality that Ling Xuewei was far superior to them in all aspects. Zhuo Tianzhan accepted Ling Xuewei as his disciple because of Ling Xuewei's outstanding talent.
They don't even have the right to be jealous of Ling Xuewei.
Because even if they were on the same starting line as Ling Xuewei, Ling Xuewei could easily leave them behind.
"What should I do about Yu Wenxuan?" Xiao Yifeng looked at Yu Wenxuan who was gradually lagging behind, and was very worried.
Although Xiao Yifeng always has a cold face, he has long regarded Yu Wenxuan as a fighting companion. Xiao Yifeng really can't do such a thing as leaving his companion alone.
"We have to believe him." Ling Xuewei said, "Although it is very difficult to stand firm on this piece of duckweed, as long as you can hold on, it is not easy to fall from it.
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"Although Yu Wenxuan's cultivation level is a little lower among us, he is smart enough." Huangfu Chen said, "If you stand at this for a long time, you can always find the secret."
Ling Xuewei suddenly sighed as she spoke, "Now Yu Wenxuan can only rely on himself. I'm just afraid..."
"Xuewei, are you worried that the fact that we are drifting on these pieces of duckweed is not the real content of the trial? There are bigger surprises waiting for us later, right?" Huangfu Chen saw through Ling Xuewei at once.
idea.
"good!"
Ling Xuewei nodded.
"If we can pass the seventh floor of the trial tower just by standing on it, then it will be too easy to pass the seventh floor of the trial tower. This is not my guess. I am fully confident. Now we
Standing on the duckweed is just an appetizer for this trial tower, the main meal has not yet begun!”
"Yu Wenxuan now has a problem even standing on this piece of duckweed. If there are some other surprises, I'm afraid..." Xiao Yifeng couldn't bear to say the word "out".
"I hope he can still have good luck!" Ling Xuewei shrugged. All she could do now was pray for Yu Wenxuan in her heart.
The difficulty of this level of trials must have exceeded Yu Wenxuan's current level of cultivation. Ling Xuewei felt that there was a high possibility that Yu Wenxuan would be eliminated at this level, unless he was extremely lucky.
As time went by, the sixteen Tianxing Sect disciples who entered the seventh floor of the trial tower gradually distanced themselves.
And those disciples who fell behind at the beginning, although they slowly mastered the method of standing firm on this shaking duckweed, and the speed of the duckweed drifting forward also increased, but they were unable to pull forward at the beginning.
It's not that easy to catch up with the distance traveled.
The gap between the sixteen disciples is widening bit by bit at a speed that is almost visible to the naked eye.
"Oh my God! We have been drifting on the sea for such a long time, and we obviously feel that we are getting closer to that white light little by little, but why after so long, that white light still looks like it is far away?
Feel!"
I don't know which disciple suddenly shouted angrily.
"I was talking about how I felt that the white light leading to the eighth level was not getting any closer. It turned out that this was not my imagination!" A disciple immediately agreed, "We have been drifting on the sea like this, and we don't know where we are going.
What year and what month!”
"What exactly does this level of trial want us to do?"
The sight of the endless sea and the unapproachable white light made the disciples drifting on the sea grow impatient one after another.
Everyone seemed to be a little more irritable.
"By the way...is the white light we saw that represented passing the trial real?" Ling Xuewei also felt irritable, and she suddenly muttered.
"Xuewei, what do you mean by this?" Huangfuchen's heart skipped a beat, and he had a vague premonition.
Emotions are contagious. After standing on a small piece of duckweed for such a long time, even Huangfu Chen felt extremely irritable.
"I was wondering if that white light was a mirage..." Ling Xuewei said half-jokingly.
"No way! If it is really a mirage, wouldn't we never reach the stairs leading to the eighth floor?" Ling Xuewei's words happened to be overheard by a disciple who was nearby.
This made everyone more and more desperate.
Ling Xuewei turned her head and glanced at the disciple who was speaking.
"You can't say that. A mirage is a unique scene on the sea. It is caused by the refraction of light, showing scenes from other places in front of us. Although the scene we see in front of us is illusory,
But the scenes shown in the mirage are real."
Ling Xuewei said lightly.
"Besides, this is just a guess on my part. That white light in the distance is not necessarily a mirage."
"This is true or false. Now I can't even reach the place where I can get the white light. No matter if it is a mirage or not, I have had enough and I don't want to keep drifting like this anymore!" The disciple seemed to be completely confused.
Falling into a manic mood.
"Hey! It would be better for you to calm down and wait patiently." Ling Xuewei kindly reminded, "The trial hasn't officially started yet, and if you feel irritable, it's probably part of the trial."
As soon as Ling Xuewei finished speaking, a thick white mist floated over the sea from nowhere.
The figures of the sixteen disciples who were participating in the trial were instantly submerged in the white mist.
Ling Xuewei just wanted Huangfuchen and Xiao Yifeng to be alert, but when she was surrounded by white mist, not only could she not see Huangfuchen and Xiao Yifeng who were not far away from her, but she could not hear their voices either.
"Xiao Yifeng, Yu Wenxuan, Huangfuchen..."
Ling Xuewei called these three people by their names.
Forget it, Yu Wenxuan was far away from Ling Xuewei from the beginning, and Ling Xuewei didn't expect to get a response.
Xiao Yifeng and Huangfu Chen were obviously beside Ling Xuewei. Ling Xuewei called them, but they didn't get any response.
Has the trial officially begun?
Ling Xuewei looked stern.
She looked warily at the white mist around her, fearing that some monster would emerge from the mist.
The sea surface gradually calmed down, without even a trace of waves.
Ling Xuewei could easily stand on the pieces of duckweed with almost no effort.
But Ling Xuewei didn't feel relaxed at all, because she knew that this was just the calm before the storm.
The monster Ling Xuewei imagined appeared in the white mist, but the surrounding temperature was rising little by little.
Not long after, Ling Xuewei's forehead was already covered with beads of sweat.
Ling Xuewei made a prompt decision and used her spiritual power to withstand the high temperature that was almost roasting her.
Gudu Gudu...
Gudu Gudu...
In the vast white mist, Ling Xuewei seemed to hear the sound of boiling water.
And the sea water under her feet began to boil at some point.
Ling Xuewei suddenly realized that the vast white area around her was probably not mist, but water vapor after boiling water.
"Is it possible that they want to cook us?" Ling Xuewei guessed while wiping the sweat from her forehead.
Drifting on a piece of duckweed as thin as a piece of paper on the boiling sea can be as uncomfortable as it feels.
Soon, the white mist around Ling Xuewei gradually dissipated, and the originally blue water in front of her turned into a strange red.
Ling Xuewei took a closer look and immediately discovered that the red thing in front of her was not the sea water that had changed color at all, but the hot magma that could melt people.
Although as long as you fall from the pieces of duckweed, you will be eliminated, but falling into the sea and falling into the magma are two completely different feelings.
The transformation from sea water to magma has given all the disciples undergoing trials great psychological pressure.
Even when Ling Xuewei looked at the hot magma, even though she knew very well in her heart whether it was sea water or magma, it didn't make much difference to her, but she still lost her initial calmness.
The rolling magma splashed out a few sparks of foam from time to time. When Ling Xuewei stood carefully on the duckweed, she had to be careful of the magma splashing everywhere.
It's not fun to get this kind of stuff on your body.
Suddenly, the scene in front of Ling Xuewei changed again. The research base in her space, for some reason, appeared right in front of her.
What the hell is going on?
Ling Xuewei was a little confused. She tentatively called Bai Ze in the space, but didn't get any response.
Ling Xuewei suddenly remembered that it seemed that after she reached the seventh floor of the trial tower, Bai Ze never appeared again.
Why does the research base in her space appear on the seventh floor of the trial tower?
Ling Xuewei's first thought was that it was an illusion.
Because there is no way such an ultra-modern building would appear in this world.
Even if there really was such a place in the space in her body, Ling Xuewei knew very well that the research base in that space would not be able to leave that space at all.
Ling Xuewei was thinking about what all this was going on.
Suddenly, the research base in front of her suddenly burst into flames, the rumble was deafening, and a big explosion occurred throughout the base.
Ling Xuewei had no fear at all in front of the explosion.
The moment she saw the fire, she understood it completely.
The real purpose of the seventh floor of the trial tower is to let them defeat their inner demons.
The accident at the research base that changed Ling Xuewei's fate has always been the last thing Ling Xuewei wanted to think of in her heart.