"We can take one. Doesn't the Ghost King want to choose a powerful container? Then we must be as weak as possible." Ye Qiao threw the elixir to several others, "Competing to see who is better, or who is first."
I can't hold it back."
It's all about raising Gu. All they need to do is to keep it a little longer and raise the little habitat.
So in the next half month, the six people not only had to be busy killing monsters, but they also had to act part-time.
The ghost cultivator numbly looked at this group of people, coughing there for a long time, as if they would all die in the next second, and their lives would be over soon. He fell into a long silence.
Qi Lu covered his chest and gave Guixiu a few pills in good faith: "Good brother, would you like some too?"
In terms of strength, a group of people couldn't beat this ghost cultivator, but the ghost cultivator had been fooled by this moment, and instinctively followed their example, for fear of being abandoned because he didn't fit in with the group.
So he nodded and joined in.
They dealt with the monsters very smoothly with swords and swords, and all the mist that was released to devour people was absorbed into Xiao Qi's stomach. In other words, this ghost king was as fierce as a tiger in one operation, and in the end, he worked in vain for half a month.
He also had doubts and tried to observe this group of people secretly to see if there were any powerful monks suitable to be vessels.
As a result, looking at the sickly condition of these people, they did not look like powerful monks.
The Ghost King decided to speed up the mist release, kill them, and wait for the arrival of the next group of monks. Unexpectedly, half a month had passed. On a whim, he observed the Gu worms he had raised and found that these people were still alive and well.
The Ghost King had to suspect that these people were playing him.
He thought for a moment and decided to first send his little devils to explore the strength of this group of monks. If they were too weak, then simply assimilate them all to avoid long nights and nightmares.
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After Wenjian Sect entered the Ghost King Tower, they didn't even encounter any big obstacles in the first ten floors. There were a lot of heavenly spirits and earthly treasures stuffed into the mustard bag. This smooth process made people a little nervous.
The disappearance of the group of talisman cultivators forced them to cheer up and observe the surrounding environment. There was no light on the eleventh floor, and their vision was covered by darkness. They could only explore with their spiritual consciousness. Zhu You tentatively lit the spiritual fire, and finally
Not surprisingly, they all went out.
Ye Qinghan drew his sword and swept away those things that were struggling to get closer. With one strike of his sword, the heads of these unconscious black puppets were separated. He said coldly, "Puppets?"
"No."
Zhu You said in a solemn tone: "It's the living dead."
"The number is a bit large." Chu Xingzhi walked in front to clear the way. Not only did he realize it, Zhu You also looked slightly solemn.
The first ten levels are quite harmless, but after the eleventh level, all kinds of dangers come one after another, as if there is no hidden malice.
It was pitch black before his eyes, and unknown objects quietly emerged from the surroundings, gradually approaching, and they were all like silk threads, clinging to Chu Xingzhi. His movements froze, and he subconsciously cut off the dense black threads with an inch of snow.
Not only him, the other four people were also entangled.
It's like a cocoon trying to wrap a person in it.
If it is really wrapped up, will it still be a human being after it comes out?
They thought of this in unison and struggled even more crazily.
Ye Qinghan took a deep breath, and the frozen realm opened. The moment the frost froze, it was like a knife cutting off the silk threads lingering on the bodies of the junior brothers and sisters, "Quickly go."
At this point you can only continue going down.
Twelfth floor.
The Luo Shui Sword broke the puppets at the waist, and the field opened to smash the black cocoons. The dense insects seemed to be approaching them. The spiritual fire could not light up here. What was required was observation and reaction ability. Almost every floor has them.
All kinds of creatures appeared, all of which were unheard of.
If Ye Qinghan was alone, he wouldn't need to waste much time to get to the 18th floor.
The problem is that there are four junior brothers and sisters behind him.
It is undoubtedly very difficult to drive four for one.
The Ghost King secretly looked at this group of people, and finally selected Ye Qinghan. If he could reach the eighteenth floor, then he would consider using him as his container. Ye Qinghan, who had no idea that he had been targeted, walked all the way down.
After sixteen floors, I could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
"Sixteenth floor..."
What is it this time?
Ye Qinghan didn't dare to let down his guard. This kind of thing was very troublesome. Once he got caught, unless he opened the field frequently, he would be left here to wait for death.
He won't be attacked.
But if the other four have no areas and their evasion ability is not up to par, it is easy to get tricked.
The sixteenth floor looked much gentler than the other floors, at least on the surface. Zhu You could feel the stinging sounds coming from her ears. She covered her head and moaned in pain.
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Noticing that the junior sister's mood was not right, several people paused slightly and supported her, "What's wrong?"
Zhu You blinked, and the confusion in his eyes dissipated slightly, "Have you ever heard of ghosts that feed on human emotions?"
"A very troublesome existence. They will grab the weakest person in their heart to stimulate them."
"Then keep getting closer to that person, driving the other person into madness and assimilating him."
Zhu You finally understood where those living dead came from. She covered her forehead and said expressionlessly, "You go first. It seems that the person they found is me."
Chu Xingzhi, Ye Qinghan, and several other senior brothers are tougher than her. Zhu You cultivates the Passionate Way. Logically speaking, this kind of Way is not easy to be trapped in the illusion. After all, those who practice the Passionate Way generally have more evil minds.
But precisely because of this, it is easy to get entangled.
She could only smile bitterly at this, but she didn't expect to be entangled by such a reason.
Zhu You seemed to hear countless voices echoing in her ears as soon as she closed her eyes. She barely controlled the movement of drawing the sword, not wanting to stage a battle of wits and courage with the air.
The longer you stay, the higher the possibility of being assimilated. Zhu You looked at the others and urged: "You guys leave here first, I will just find a way myself."
No one moved, Ye Qinghan looked at her silently, "I'll stay."
"Phantom ghosts pick targets that are easy to defeat, right?" He remembered this. The elders had mentioned it in class. The young man's voice was still cold and cold, and he lowered his eyes, "Just expose some flaws deliberately so that they can divert their targets.
Bar."
Zhu You was stunned for a moment, "Elder brother?"
Her face was expressionless: "Then you heard what the elders said. Unless you can crack the ghost ghost quickly enough, it will only be a matter of time before you are assimilated."
There is no solution to the sixteenth floor at all. Anyone who gets entangled can only consider himself unlucky. No...if Ye Qiao comes, maybe she can find a way.
Chu Xingzhi looked at the black lines that had spread all over Zhu You's body. He took a deep breath and said, "Don't bother, I'll do it."
"I'm asking my heart, I'm more suitable than you."
Ask the way of the heart, inquire into the heart.
Different from the Path of Mercy, it is easy to go crazy when surrounded by so many phantoms. The Path of Asking the Heart is really a path that only those with a clean mind can practice.
Cunxue approached him softly, with white dots of light shining on. He held down the spirit sword at his waist, "I'll stay, you guys go first."
Chu Xingzhi is more suitable for the fifteenth level than them. At least the Wenxin Dao is not easy to shake the moral principles in his heart. Compared with other unstable Dao, he is more tenacious. The group of ghosts are also quite evil, and he likes to destroy these groups.
The faith of pure people.
Seeing Chu Xingzhi say this, they laughed and immediately entangled each other.
It is easy to deal with phantom ghosts. A pure heart can be broken, as long as the soul is not polluted or assimilated.
Chu Xingzhi watched the black gas on his hands spreading. He smiled bitterly and touched her head.
"Maybe there will be an exit on the 18th floor."
"You can just come find me again then."
Zhu Youyou was shrouded in fear and wanted to convince him, "No, turning back is not allowed in the Ghost King Tower. Everyone can only have one chance to go from the first floor to the eighteenth floor."
"Wait for me." She tried hard to control herself from crying, "I can break this too."
She doesn't need to let her senior brother pave the way for her.
They all know very well that those who are left behind may only stay on the sixteenth floor forever.
"It's not that scary." Chu Xingzhi muttered and wiped her tears: "I will try my best not to be interfered with. I am a practitioner of the Way of the Heart. If I can't survive this, why should I practice the Way?
"
He finally understood why the elders sighed at them from time to time, as if they had never experienced any hardships from beginning to end.
Chu Xingzhi cheered up, his eyes brightened, "Senior Brother, do I protect you this time?"
The senior brother was the goal he tried hard to catch up with before. This sentence was not to prove anything. Chu Xingzhi just wanted to tell the other party that the junior brother who often looked up to him could now take charge on his own.
Ye Qinghan hummed in a low voice, and took Zhu You away who was in an emotional breakdown, "Wait for us."
The young man exuded a cold aura and continued walking down to the eighteenth floor with an expressionless face. He wanted to see what kind of monsters and monsters they were.
Almost before asking the sword master to continue walking down, Mu Chongxi, who had figured out the details of the Ghost King Tower, pulled Zhou Xingyun and rushed in. The two sword cultivators did not bring Xue Yu with them this time. After all, Dan cultivators were not allowed to enter the Ghost King Tower.
They came after Wenjian Sect.
The first 16 floors were almost completely cleaned by Wenjian Sect, so they got a good deal.
They chased all the way to the seventeenth floor smoothly. When they saw the Wenjian Sect fighting wits and courage with those unknown creatures, Mu Chongxi waved his hand and asked Chao Xi to go and help. Chao Xi sword belongs to fire, and it is not an ordinary spiritual fire. It is underground.
The seventeenth floor lit up brightly.
Seeing the light source, Zhu You and the others looked up instinctively, almost thinking that Chu Xingzhi had come out.
When they caught a glimpse of the Changming Sect's uniform, they all fell silent again.