However, just as the entire square was sighing, the Tower of Babel suddenly rang, followed by a bell that was several times louder than the previous eight bells.
"Dong..." The melodious bells resounded throughout the world, and deep in everyone's heart, a feeling of being extremely insignificant suddenly arose.
At this moment, time seemed to have stopped. After hearing the melodious bell, the birds in the entire mountain forest flew out of the mountain forest, swept in from all directions, and gathered in the sky above the Babel Tower.
Kang Tianqi's expression suddenly became a little absent-minded, and a long-standing memory appeared in Kang Tianqi's mind again.
At that time, Kang Tianqi was only in his thirties and was not yet the leader of the Ta clan.
One day, a friend who was similar in age to Kang Tianqi came to the Ta tribe to visit Kang Tianqi.
With Kang Tianqi's permission, Haoyong stepped into the Babel Tower.
What Kang Tianqi didn't expect was that his good friend would ring nine tower bells when he entered the Babel Tower for the first time, shocking the entire Tower Clan.
On that day, just like today, after the ninth tower bell rang, thousands of birds of all kinds hovered over the Babel Tower and lingered for a long time.
According to legend, when hundreds of birds pay homage to the phoenix, all the birds in the world will gather at the residence of the phoenix to pay homage to the phoenix, the king of birds.
At this moment, the Tower of Babel is like a phoenix tree under a phoenix bird, enjoying the worship of hundreds of birds.
"Has this Li Erdan really entered the ninth floor of Babel Tower?"
"Is this still false?
Didn't you hear the ninth bell ringing?
Look at those little birds hovering over the Tower of Babel, they are a miracle from heaven."
Suddenly, the entire Babel Square was boiling with excitement again.
Everyone's face was filled with excitement and excitement.
You know, no one can enter the ninth floor of Babel Tower for thousands or hundreds of years.
However, today, everyone present witnessed this miracle.
One day in the future, I will grow old and become a gray-haired old man. I will lie leisurely on a bamboo chair and bask in the sun, surrounded by my little grandson and granddaughter.
At that time, I can talk to my juniors confidently.
Once upon a time, your grandfather and I witnessed someone entering the ninth floor of Babel Tower.
On that day, the sound of the bell was so melodious that it shook the heavens, and hundreds of birds came to pay their respects. It was such a spectacular scene.
Looking up at the various birds that came to worship in the sky, Jun Wudi, Wei Qingqing, the eight disciples of the eight ancient sects, and the geniuses like Zheng Weiguo and Han Zhiyuan all had extremely complicated expressions in their eyes.
In the hearts of these geniuses, they once dreamed that one day they would step onto the ninth floor of the Babel Tower, shock the entire martial arts world, and become famous in one fell swoop.
However, now my dream has been fulfilled by someone else.
This makes these geniuses feel a little uncomfortable in their hearts.
Among the many geniuses, Zhang Wanyi, who had laughed wildly just now, now had a very stiff expression, and his gloomy eyes were filled with angry flames.
Just half an hour ago, he was still the protagonist in this square, enjoying the worship of thousands of people. Almost everyone looked at him with admiring eyes.
At that time, Zhang Wanyi had a feeling in his heart that a crowd was looking down at the common people and thousands of people were worshiping him. He felt that he was the master of this world.
However, in just over half an hour, his own light was completely obscured by others.
At this moment, among the thousands of people present, no one wanted to take another look at him.
Ringing the tower bell eight times, is it good or not?
He is already very good. For decades, those who can ring the eight-ring tower bell are already very rare.
, However, when the ninth tower bell rang, my own excellence seemed so dim.
"Damn it, Li Erdan, you, the murderer of a thousand swords, why are you always going against this evil master? Sooner or later, this evil master is going to step on you, a hateful guy, under my feet."
Not to mention the situation outside, let’s talk about the bottom of Babel Tower. Li Erdan, who has turned into a giant, with a strong body, stands in the center of the ninth floor space.
Although the veins on his forehead popped out and sweat beads the size of peas rolled down like rain, there was still a trace of pain on his face from time to time.
Although the huge pressure made Li Erdan feel a little overwhelmed, he could not still bear it.
The ninth floor of the Babel Tower is just a little bit larger than the other floors, but there is nothing different about it.
The surface of the skin now exudes a faint golden light, and bursts of pain are felt in the skin.
"This is a good place to cultivate the physical body and strengthen the power of the soul."
Li Erdan whispered to himself.
Over the years, countless warriors have come in and out of the Tower of Babel, with the purpose of tempering their bodies and strengthening their souls in the Tower of Babel.
And Li Erdan's physical body has reached the bone forging stage, and the power of his soul has also reached a very powerful level.
Cultivating in the Tower of Babel no longer has much effect on Li Erdan.
Even when he was practicing on the eighth floor of the Babel Tower, Li Erdan felt that the benefits to him were only a drop in the bucket, a waste of time, and the gain was somewhat outweighed by the gain.
However, this ninth level is still very useful to him. Being able to practice here is a rare opportunity, and Li Erdan is not prepared to waste this time.
With a plan in mind, Li Erdan was about to sit down cross-legged to refine his body and strengthen his soul.
However, at this moment, Li Erdan suddenly felt a faint light flashing on the wall opposite him.
"Eh!"
Li Erdan couldn't help but let out a sigh and walked towards the wall.
The walls of the Tower of Babel, no matter which layer they are on, are as black as ink and smooth, with nothing special about them.
In just a few breaths, Li Erdan was already in front of the wall.
His eyes were shining with light like stars, staring at the dark wall in front of him.
"There seems to be something written on this wall."
Li Erdan whispered to himself.
His eyes were shining with excitement.
The Tower of Babel is a secret treasure from ancient times that has existed for who knows how many years. The words that appear in such treasures are definitely not useless, and may be able to gain insights into the Tao.
However, after careful observation, Li Erdan's expression suddenly became dull, and his entire mind was completely immersed in the wall.
Various complicated expressions flashed in his dull eyes.
Joy, confusion, deep thought, puzzlement, confusion, etc.
Time passed by little by little, and Li Erdan stood in front of the wall like a wooden man, holding on for a full hour.
During this hour, Li Erdan didn't say a word or move.
If his expression hadn't kept changing with various emotions, I would have thought that Li Erdan had turned into a sculpture.
However, a sudden change occurred. Li Erdan's face showed an expression of extreme pain, and then a large mouthful of blood spurted out from Li Erdan's mouth.
Bright red blood sprayed on the dark walls.
A strange scene suddenly appeared. When the blood spurted by Li Erdan fell into the wall, it disappeared in the blink of an eye, as if it was swallowed up instantly.