As soon as he entered the eighth floor, Murong Xiaotian felt a wave of fire coming towards him. There was no scene at all on the eighth floor. There was just a big stove in the middle of the dozens of square meters. .Spraying blazing flames outwards, filling the entire palm-sized space.
"Oh my God." Murong Xiaotian didn't have time to take a closer look at what was going on inside. He felt heartbreaking and burning pain all over his body.
"Grass." After seeing the situation inside clearly, Murong Xiaotian only said one word, and then he was like an ant on a hot pot. He jumped up and down crazily. He was getting more and more afraid of something. This kind of trial .Although the time it takes to pass the level is very short, this kind of trial is simply not something that a human being can endure. Murong Xiaotian would rather have that kind of trial that uses his brain and takes a long time.
Needless to say, how miserable it feels for a person to be burned to death alive. It is impossible to imagine that kind of pain unless you have experienced it yourself.
"Fuck you. The timing hourglass is over there." Murong Xiaotian's phantom drift reached its limit. He ran like crazy in the exquisite tower on the eighth floor. But there were raging fires everywhere. There was nowhere to hide. Then Looking around, the tower seems to be made of wooden materials. Why is there nothing about his grandmother?
Murong Xiaotian frantically looked for the hourglass. He wanted to see how much time was left. To be honest, he could hardly bear this inhuman torture anymore.
"Damn it. There is no hourglass. There is no hourglass." Murong Xiaotian's pain has reached the peak. He feels that his whole body is about to collapse. In addition to fire everywhere, there is no shadow of an hourglass at all.
"How to pass the test? God, how to pass the test." Murong Xiaotian's will was about to completely collapse. Several times he couldn't help but want to take out the 'Escape Talisman' and escape from the tower. But he was unwilling to do so. .I’m really not willing to give in. There are only two fucking levels left.
Only now did he realize what it meant to be put in a frying pan and what it meant to be a purgatory on earth.
"Fuck, you can burn me if you can." In his mind that was about to become chaotic, Murong Xiaotian suddenly had an idea and jumped towards the stove in the middle. This was his final bottom line. He no longer wanted to persist. He couldn't hold on any longer. The feeling of being burned was simply not something anyone could bear. He really wondered how those revolutionary martyrs who died heroically in the fire were burned to death in those old movies. They can still show such fearless spirit in the raging fire. Are they still fucking human beings?
Anyway, Murong Xiaotian is a human being. He couldn't bear it anymore. The moment he jumped into the fire, he had already figured out the 'Escape Talisman'. He had completely figured it out. If he jumped into this furnace He can't escape yet. He can't put himself to death yet. He would rather be kicked out of the Linglong Tower. Now, he doesn't want to endure it for even a second.
"Congratulations, I am a thief. I passed the eighth level of the trial. All attribute points will be permanently increased by one."
"Damn it, you don't even know how to fly." Seeing the fire in front of him and the big stove disappear in an instant. Murong Xiaotian let out a long breath and sat down on the ground. His whole body seemed to be exhausted. He couldn't help feeling frightened. of fighting.
"What a fucking fluke." After a long time, Murong Xiaotian came back to his senses. Maybe to others, this level does not seem difficult, but in Murong Xiaotian's heart, he thinks that this is one of the eight levels of his trial. The most difficult level is also the scariest level. It is also the most dangerous level. The level that makes you unable to bear the thought of giving up. It seems that only those who have been burned alive can understand the horror of being buried in a sea of fire.
After regaining his strength and calming down his mood slightly, Murong Xiaotian walked towards the ninth floor of Linglong Tower: "Oh my god, it's the last level. Don't come up with such torturous things." Murong Xiaotian muttered silently. I dove in head first...
"Ha. This is the feeling of happiness." As soon as he entered the ninth floor, a breath of fresh air rushed towards him. Murong Xiaotian's spirit was lifted. The big stone hanging in his heart was also let go. What was in front of him was There is a small farm yard. The gate of the yard is closed. There is a fishing pond on the edge of the small yard. An old man is fishing there. Looking around, everything else is filled with thick fog. Except for the vast white sky, you can't see anything. Everywhere you look at the scenery, the mist floats and gathers but never disperses. It seems like a barrier that isolates this small farmyard from the rest of the world.
There were no prompts or explanations as to what the trial of this level was. Murong Xiaotian was at a loss. Is it to let him find a way out or to discover the content of the trial on his own? But no matter what He said, "It's not the kind of thing that hurts and kills you when it comes up." Murong Xiaotian felt extremely happy.
It's useless to think too much. Since a small courtyard is here and an old man is here, it has nothing to do with his trial. Could it be that the old man is Jiang Taigong fishing, waiting for him to take the bait?
"Old man." Murong Xiaotian walked to the back of the old man and stopped. He just said three words and then shut up. To be honest, he didn't even know what to say. He asked about the way out. There. That's an idiot's move. Asking yourself what you should do. That's not a joke. Asking what the old man is doing. That's not nonsense.
"This pair of fishing rods has been here for more than a thousand years. Young man, pick it up and catch a red carp to help me solve the problem." The old man didn't look back. He stretched out a hand and pointed at the place next to him. A pair of fishing tackle. He threw a word at Murong Xiaotian.
"There is a way." Murong Xiaotian was overjoyed. Just based on the four words that the old man said for more than a thousand years, he could be sure that this old man must be related to his trial.
"OK." Murong Xiaotian smiled. He walked forward and sat next to the old man. Looking at the old man from the side, the first thing Murong Xiaotian thought of was the Antarctic fairy with hair and beard reaching his waist. He has lived for thousands of years. It is absolutely believable.
"Ah, old man, there are fish in this pond." When Murong Xiaotian picked up the fishing rod and turned his head towards the fish pond, the first feeling he felt was a feeling of dizziness. The second feeling was that he felt even more dizzy.
This fish pond is crystal clear. Even the pebbles under the water can be seen clearly. Not even half a blade of grass can be seen, let alone the shadow of the fish. Murong Xiaotian put down the fishing rod and walked around the entire fish pond. In a circle, that face immediately turned into a frost-beaten eggplant - wilted. Damn it, it looked like a fish pond. It was as clear as a swimming pool in a rich person's villa.
"Fuck. There's a red carp. You can't even see half of the scales. You're still fishing for hair." Murong Xiaotian screamed inwardly in depression. But he still returned to the old man and sat down obediently. No matter what, let's go first. Let's talk about trying to trick this old guy.
Murong Xiaotian grabbed the fishing rod and threw the fishing line into the water.
"What? Young man doesn't want fish food when fishing." The old man glanced at Murong Xiaotian with a sideways smile.
"Hehe. This is the highest level of fishing. Fishing without food." Murong Xiaotian responded angrily, but he cursed in his heart: "Old bastard, you are amusing me. There is no trace of the fish. Why don't you let me go?" I put out fish food. You think I am an idiot."
"Little thing, I didn't force you to fish. You just don't want to catch people away. Don't call me old man."
"Damn it. Who scolded you? You old man doesn't like me. It's obvious. Don't accuse me unjustly."
"Old bastard, you are entertaining me. There are no traces of fish. You even ask me to put fish food. You think I am an idiot. These words are said by ghosts. Don't think you are scolding me in your heart. I don't know. ." The old man turned his head and looked at Murong Xiaotian mockingly.
"Fuck." Murong Xiaotian groaned. This old guy is still not a fucking human. He knows everything he says in his heart, and he does it word for word. Damn it, don't I have no secrets in front of him? .Staying with this kind of person doesn’t mean you can’t hide anything.
"you……"
"You want to say that this old guy like me is still a human being, right?" Before Murong Xiaotian opened his mouth, the old man pushed him back.
"Fuck, I just want to say, what's the matter? I still want to scold you for being so old. In such a clear pond, you can't even see the shadow of the fish's hair. What kind of fish did you ask me to catch? Isn't it just for fun? I still want to Eat red carp. You're a fucking bird. I won't serve you anymore." Murong Xiaotian suddenly got angry. He threw the fishing rod on the ground with a bang, turned around and left. I won't return the f*cking return. I believe it. You can't complete the trial without this old guy.
Besides, this old guy is too scary. He can see through people's hearts. If he stays here any longer, he will accidentally let him know even some privacy. This is another reason why Murong Xiaotian doesn't want to stay with this old man. reason.
"Haha. This kid has a very bad temper. He is quite similar to me when I was young." The old man was scolded by Murong Xiaotian. He was not angry at all. Instead, he stroked his beard and looked at Murong who left with a smile. Xiaotian.
"Fuck you, damn old man. I'll leave and show you." Murong Xiaoqian left the fish pond and walked towards the back of the small courtyard. This place looked like a misty cage. The courtyard, the pond on the edge of the small courtyard, some flowers, plants and trees in front of the courtyard and on the edge of the pond. That's all. Then there is a thick fog all around these things.
Murong Xiaotian walked towards the back of the small courtyard. The other places were clearly visible. Only the back of the small courtyard could not be seen. If there was a road, it should only be there.
Arriving at the back of the yard, Murong Xiaotian was dumbfounded. It was still foggy and there was no way out.
"Humph. I just won't beg you. I don't believe that people can die in this fog." Murong Xiaotian plunged into the fog without even thinking about it. There was a "bump" and Murong Xiaotian was ejected. Come back. Is this fucking mist still called mist? It’s harder than iron. This mist is simply an invisible wall.
"Fuck. I don't believe it." Murong Xiaotian was really angry now. His temper suddenly got worse. The Phantom Drift reached its limit and started running at full speed around the entire courtyard and pond. He didn't believe it. He circled all around. The entire fog is sealed. There is no exit. No matter what, you have to try all around to find out. Giving up easily is not his character.
"Young man, were you practicing running? Or did you want to commit suicide? Don't get carried away. Haha." The old man laughed when he saw Murong Xiaotian running and bumping into the fog.
