Ten minutes later, Qianyu finished writing the letter, cut his finger, and put his fingerprint on the letter.
"Just put it on the table, someone will come and collect it." Zhang Hai was familiar with the situation, "Let's go downstairs and have a look."
The second floor is divided into small rooms, and each small room is for one-on-one questioning.
"This is a psychotherapy room." Zhang Hai stood outside the door and introduced calmly, "Each room has a psychotherapist, who are responsible for comfort and guidance. They unblock the thoughts of each cultivator and instill in them
The idea that cultivating immortals is harmful makes them fear and hate cultivating immortals. At the same time, it also tells them that they can live more freely, more freely, and live as they please without cultivating immortals."
"It's equivalent to brainwashing." Qianyu concluded.
"That's right." Zhang Hai agreed, "You are a firm believer in cultivating immortality. They should not be able to persuade you. There is no need to enter this level."
The third floor was divided into several large rooms, and each large room was filled with practitioners. There was a blackboard on the wall directly in front of the large room, and an old man who looked like a gentleman was holding a book on it and giving instructions.
"If you don't cultivate immortality, you have to adapt to the life of ordinary people. Men farm and women weave. Men learn how to plow the land and grow crops, and women learn how to weave and do housework." Zhang Hai explained.
Qianyu was a little curious: "They are not too young, so can they listen to what the old man said?"
"Look how seriously they listen." Zhang Hai pointed to the practitioners in a room. Not only did they listen carefully, they also took notes.
"After undergoing psychological treatment on the second level, you can go to the third level for in-depth study."
"But is living a mediocre life like this really free and happy?" Qianyu was a little doubtful.
Zhang Haidao: "Do you know who the cultivators who come to Chumo Tower are?"
Qianyu shook his head.
"Most of them are people whose cultivation level cannot be improved, or even their immortal apertures cannot be opened. They cannot go very far on the road of cultivation. Even if they spend their entire lives, they will only become wastes with low cultivation level and no future at all.
Therefore, these people come here voluntarily, use their non-immortal thoughts to paralyze themselves, cover up the fact that they are incompetent, and let themselves live in this dream that the psychotherapist has fabricated for them."
"There are also some casual cultivators who have been seriously injured and can only wait to die, or cultivators who cannot live long. In order to make their lives more comfortable, they come here to hug together and keep warm, and do not want to die alone."
"Before coming here, I heard from Da Luo that there are a lot of people in Chumo Building, and they are increasing every year?" Qianyu asked curiously.
"This is normal. Everyone wants to cultivate immortality, but less than half of them can actually embark on the road of cultivation, and less than half can walk on this road for a long time. Among them, a large number of people are destined to be eliminated.
And Chumo Building has become the most ideal place to accept them." Zhang Hai said cruelly, "Have you seen any young people here?"
"No." Qianyu thought about it for a moment and realized that he had indeed not seen the younger generation.
"The younger generation is full of vigor and vitality. They would rather die on the road to cultivating immortals than hide in Chumo Tower." Zhang Hai explained, "Let's go to the fourth floor."
With that said, the two of them continued down to the fourth floor. There were people guarding the fourth floor, and both of them were in the early stages of the Yuanyang realm.
"Five thousand gold coins." One of them reached out and asked for money. Zhang Hai was already prepared and took out two bags of gold coins and gave them to him. After taking the gold coins, the man gave Zhang Hai three white bones.
"go in."
Zhang Hai took Qianyu into the fourth floor. As soon as he entered, Qianyu smelled a strong smell of blood. When he looked up, he saw huge black cages on both sides. A pair of red eyes in the cage were moving, and they were far away from Qianyu.
In the nearest cage, a psychic tiger with blood-red skin and half a man's height had its limbs chained by chains and was staring at Qianyu with eager eyes.
"These are psychic tigers of different varieties. They can keenly feel what is happening in the outside world. The higher the variety, the higher the degree of restoration of what they feel. The more bones are needed."
"Can I just take this bone?"
"These are human bones."
Qianyu was a little surprised and said, "How do we know the information we want?"
"like this."
Zhang Hai took the bones and came to the side of the half-human tall psychic tiger. The psychic tiger opened its big mouth, swallowed three bones in one mouthful, and licked its lips comfortably. Then, it closed its beast pupils, forehead
There was a faint glow on his head, Zhang Hai closed his eyes, stretched out his hand, and placed it on the forehead of the psychic tiger.
In this way, Zhang Hai remained in this position for nearly five minutes. He opened his eyes and said happily: "I know the news about Yan Yu."
"Let's go out and talk to you in detail."
"I see there are two floors below, why don't you go take a look?" Qianyu asked curiously.
"The lower two floors are managed by Tianxuan Sect. No one else is allowed to enter without the permission of the leader," Zhang Hai said.
"Chumolou also belongs to Tianxuan Sect's power?"
"Tianxuan Sect has absolute dominance in Southern Wilderness, and has penetrated into almost all the forces in Southern Wilderness, but many people don't know it."
Qianyu's eyes were opened, and he left Chumo Building with Zhang Hai. The two of them came to the ground, and the hot sun made their whole bodies hot.
"Through the perception just now, I got the information of the eleventh to the fifteenth on the heavenly list."
"No. 15, Muxuan from Liulic City. She is a beautiful woman. She wields a glazed sword. Her cultivation is at the peak of Yuanyang Realm. She is twenty-five years old."
"No. 14, Daochang from Lingxiao City, you have seen him before."
"You called back so soon? Isn't he ranked in the forties?" Qianyu expressed surprise.
"It shows that his strength is really good." Zhang Hai sighed, "The thirteenth place, Feng Ling'er from Yufeng Pavilion, is in the early stage of Taiyi Realm. He is good at the art of controlling wind, and his body skills follow the wind."
"The twelfth place is Yan Yu, the Saint of Zuixian Pavilion. Her cultivation level is only in the middle stage of Yuanyin Realm. She ranks so high because of her skills in bed. She will sleep with whoever is valuable and then replace her.
The other party’s position on the heavenly list.”
"The eleventh, a monk from the Golden Bell Tower, named Deshan, is in the middle stage of Taiyi Realm. The weapon he uses is a Zen staff, and he is proficient in Buddhism."
"Judging from my cultivation level, the only one I can beat is Muxuan." Qianyu said with a wry smile.
"You can give it a try." Zhang Hai said, "Cultivators who can leave their names on the Heavenly Ranking basically have a few brushes. If you don't have the ability, you won't be able to stay on the Heavenly Ranking for too long. It's just a good time to take advantage of this competition to experience
Let’s see how strong these people on the Heavenly Ranking are.”
"If you want to challenge them, how should you challenge them?"
"I also have a spiritual stone, ranked 732, so you can use mine. Take this spiritual stone to the Lianxin Tower and name the person you want to challenge. The elders of the Lianxin Tower will help you convey the message.
of."
"Yeah." Qianyu's heart for challenge is burning. There are so many geniuses on the sky list, where can he be ranked?