Chapter 3756: The Second Floor of the Magic Pavilion
Half a day passed, and Zhuo Wen felt that someone had entered the ninth pit.
He slowly opened his eyes and saw that the beautiful woman he met in the eighth pit happened to be in the ninth pit.
"You actually stayed in the ninth pit for half a day?"
The woman looked at Zhuo Wen, her beautiful eyes showed surprise, and she spoke for the first time.
She knew very well how terrifying the pressure in the ninth pit was. Even she could only practice here for four hours, but this guy was able to stay for half a day, which was really beyond her expectation.
"I was just lucky!" Zhuo Wen replied flatly.
"My name is Zhong Xinyan! Are you really an outer disciple?" The woman took the initiative to report her name.
Zhuo Wen nodded and said: "Yes, my name is Zhuo Nianxue!"
After saying that, Zhuo Wen closed his eyes again and did not intend to continue talking to this woman.
Zhong Xinyan was also quite sensible. Seeing Zhuo Wen practicing again, she randomly found a place and started practicing.
Four hours passed, and Zhong Xinyan slowly opened her eyes. Her forehead was covered with cold sweat, her face was pale, and her delicate body was trembling.
Four hours was already her limit. If she continued, her body would not be able to withstand the pressure of this place.
When she looked at Zhuo Wen, she was surprised to find that Zhuo Wen was still sitting cross-legged, his eyes were slightly closed, his breathing was calm, and he didn't seem to be unable to hold on at all.
"Is this guy a monster?"
Seeing that Zhuo Wen was still insisting, Zhong Xinyan bit her teeth, closed her eyes again, and continued practicing.
For half an hour, Zhong Xinyan's whole body was splashed with sweat, revealing her seductive curves.
And she spit out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground, shaking violently.
"Damn it! We've reached our limit! We can't walk anymore! Take out the identity token first, activate the teleportation circle and leave here!"
Zhong Xinyan was helpless. It was difficult for her to move even now. She had to leave, otherwise she would really die here.
But she touched her waist and found that it was empty. She actually forgot to bring her identity token today.
"It's over...it's over..."
Zhong Xinyan spit out a mouthful of blood, fell to the ground, and fainted completely.
Zhuo Wen slowly opened his eyes. He looked at the sky and found that night was coming.
He stood up with a smile on his lips.
The chaotic energy here is really rich, which is very suitable for him to practice.
According to his current speed, he might be able to break through to the mid-stage Divine Soul Transformation in ten days.
Just as Zhuo Wen was about to leave here, he noticed Zhong Xinyan lying on the ground not far away with weak breath.
He was stunned immediately.
This Zhong Xinyan has reached her limit, why not leave here?
Zhuo Wen came to Zhong Xinyan and found that the latter had fainted, his breath was even weaker, and he was on the verge of death.
"It doesn't look like it's pretending..."
Zhuo Wen thought for a while, then lifted Zhong Xinyan on his shoulders and strode out of the ninth pit.
After he returned to the stone room, he put Zhong Xinyan aside and came to the old man.
"Senior, I have passed through the second group of sinkholes. There have been more than ten sinkholes. I should be able to get a certification token!" Zhuo Wen said calmly.
The old man looked Zhuo Wen up and down, then he simply took out a token and handed it to Zhuo Wen and said: "This is the proof token. With this, you can enter the second level of the Shen Tong Pavilion!"
After Zhuo Wen took the proof token, he gave the old man a fist and left here without looking back.
The old man looked at Zhong Xinyan who was lying on the side and Zhuo Wen who left decisively. He opened his mouth and wanted to ask Zhuo Wen to take away Zhong Xinyan, but Zhuo Wen walked too fast and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"This guy is not simple. Is he really an outer disciple? Even Zhong Xinyan, who is second in the inner sect, has been in such a mess. This guy acts like nothing has happened, and he even carried Zhong Xinyan out..."
The old man's eyes flashed with an unbearable gleam and he murmured to himself.
"It seems that the Yuhua Sect is really not as good as before. We haven't even discovered such a genius, but that's fine! I can just keep an eye on such a genius. Don't tell others yet, lest you be coveted by other sects."
After speaking, the old man noticed that Zhong Xinyan had woken up.
Zhong Xinyan looked confused, looked around, touched her head, and said in pain: "Where is this place? Wasn't I just in the ninth small pit in the second group?"
"Huh? It's you, senior. I have already left the sinkhole?"
When Zhong Xinyan saw the old man, she suddenly became more awake and exclaimed.
"Zhong Xinyan, you are safe! Thanks to Zhuo Nianxue this time, otherwise, you might really die in the sinkhole!" the old man said calmly.
"Zhuo Nianxue? Senior, are you talking about the outer disciple?"
Zhong Xinyan thought of the outer disciple she met in the ninth pit. She still remembered that the guy was able to practice in the ninth pit for a long time and still be able to do it with ease.
In other words, it was the outer disciple who brought her out of the sinkhole.
When it dawned the next day, Zhuo Wen went to Shentong Pavilion early in the morning.
"Elder Jade Lian, this is the proof token. I can enter the second level now!"
Zhuo Wen handed the token obtained from the old man to the manager of Shentong Pavilion to make jade.
"What? You guy actually broke through the first two sets of sinkholes?"
Lianyu took the proof token and felt unbelievable.
She knew that there were nine small pits in one group in the tiankeng. If they wanted to get a proof token, the outer disciples had to go through the first two groups of tiankeng.
On the other hand, the inner disciples can activate the teleportation circle and leave early after entering the tenth small pit because their identity token has a teleportation circle.
Lian Yu looked at the figure walking towards the second floor of Shentong Pavilion, her beautiful eyes full of curiosity and interest.
This outer disciple is not simple. It has only been a few days and he has obtained the certification token.
This is something that even the inner disciples cannot do.
After Zhuo Wen entered the second floor of the Shentong Pavilion, he found that there were obviously much fewer magical books on the second floor, and there were obviously many fewer disciples.
Only inner disciples and above can enter the second floor of Shentong Pavilion, so those who can enter are basically inner disciples, and none of the outer disciples are seen.
When Zhuo Wen entered here, he immediately attracted their attention.
Zhuo Wen didn't care about the strange looks from other inner disciples, but took the time to browse the many magical powers on this second level.
There are about five to six hundred magical books here, and basically all of them are second-level magical powers. Zhuo Wen even found a fragment of a third-level magical power in a corner.
This is the only fragment of a third-level magical power called "Mingxue Releases the Gun". It is quite incomplete, with only the upper part.
When Zhuo Wen picked up the "Mingxue Release Gun", the Taizi Stone in his soul immediately reacted.
The purple energy manifested into a figure holding a gun and began to dance continuously.
After this figure finished practicing the first half of "Ming Xue Releases the Gun", not only did he not stop moving, but he continued to practice his marksmanship, and his marksmanship became more and more exquisite and terrifying.
"This...Tai Zi Shi also deduced the incomplete second half of "Ming Xue Releases the Gun"?" Zhuo Wen's eyes lit up, showing a look of surprise.
This is a complete third-level magical power. If he is integrated into Hongmeng Bingjue, coupled with so many second-level magical powers on the second floor of the Shentong Pavilion, it will be enough for Hongmeng Bingjue to jump to the peak of third-level magical powers, or even reach fourth-level magical powers.