Soon, the four cultivators also felt someone coming in and opened their eyes one after another.
"Huh? Why is someone here?"
"This girl, you are..."
Seeing that the other party was not hostile, Ling Luo smiled slightly and replied politely: "I just entered the Sun Temple for only one day."
The cultivator sitting in the center was very shocked. He stood up from the ground and said, "You just came in? Could it be... Could it be that I have been sitting in this Sun Temple for five years?"
"Why?"
Ling Luo was dumbfounded.
What five years?
A very scary thought suddenly flashed through her mind.
Could these four people be the group of cultivators who entered the second heaven five years ago and participated in the trial?
"Hey, five years have passed in the blink of an eye." Another cultivator had a look of loneliness on his face, and his eyes were filled with desolation.
"Yeah, it's been five years and we've just reached the 151st floor. When will it end?"
A tall man sitting on the far side had tiger eyes and a thunderous voice: "What happened to five years? Even if it comes to another five years, I am willing to stay here! Sun Zhenhuo is profound and profound, and I think it is worth it!"
Ling Luo was stunned and speechless.
He is really the last cultivator to participate in the Second Heaven Trial!
Having sat and meditated in this place for five years, this perseverance alone is enough to be admired.
The four cultivators finished sighing and hurriedly continued to meditate and meditate on the runes.
Ling Luo also joined in.
Starting from the 151st level, the rune laws on the ground became more and more mysterious, involving the realm of the true fire of the sun.
Ling Luo became very interested and thought about it carefully, as if intoxicated.
An hour later, Ling Luo opened her eyes, with a satisfied smile on her lips.
This was her last and longest trip so far, and she benefited a lot.
She stood up and was just about to leave when she found the dragon lying on the ground dozing off, as motionless as a dead cat.
Ling Luo was helpless, she knelt down, picked up Jianlong, and gently scratched his creaking nest: "Hey, prison, you're up."
But the cheap dragon remained motionless, sleeping soundly.
Strangely enough, as soon as the cheap dragon entered the Sun Temple, he began to doze off. The higher he went, the more he fell asleep.
Ling Luo didn't see Jian Long enlightening and practicing. She hugged him along the way and passed the stairs smoothly without any obstacles.
"It's really weird."
Ling Luo frowned slightly, with a look of confusion on his face.
She stretched out a hand and gently helped Jianlong smooth the cat hair on his body, muttering to herself: "Does this Sun Temple have anything to do with you?"
She just muttered something and walked upstairs without stopping.
The four cultivators opened their eyes again, their eyes full of envy.
"Hey, as expected, people are really incomparable."
"Yes, this girl's talent is truly incredible. I have been working here for several years without success, but she actually understood it thoroughly in an hour."
"Even five years ago, there was no such amazingly talented cultivator!"
"Not just five years ago, I'm afraid there hasn't been one in the past thousand years."
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The discussion behind him became more and more distant. Ling Luo climbed up the stairs and stopped on the 152nd floor.
This time, she saw about seven or eight cultivators.
Ling Luo was not even surprised, knowing that they were leftover from the trial five years ago.