According to Lin Mu's judgment, the monks and nuns on the first floor had the auras equivalent to those of peak martial arts masters, so they were easy to deal with after all.
But now this second level is comparable to the low-level martial arts masters, and the warriors with barely enough strength will probably be eliminated.
"How many floors does this Vajra Pagoda have?"
Out of curiosity, Lin Mu secretly opened his eyes and glanced upward.
After a while, he learned that the Vajra Pagoda had six floors, and the higher the level, the more difficult it was to pass.
The strength of monks and nun puppets is equivalent to that of intermediate martial arts, high-level martial arts and peak martial arts.
As for the top floor, there are nine terrifying bronze figures guarding it.
Behind the nine bronze figures, there is a round platform. In the center of the round platform, there is a transparent bottle. In the bottle is a viscous liquid with gold in the blood.
Lin Mu's heart suddenly shook as he knew what this was.
The marrow of the Buddha's bones, which is what people in the world call "Buddha's marrow", is a priceless treasure.
Although in Buddhist teachings it is said that everyone is a Buddha, in the minds of the world, only monks who have attained the rank of Martial Saint are qualified to be called "Buddha".
Therefore, as long as it is "Buddha marrow", it is at least the marrow of a Buddhist martial sage.
Lin Mu had not used the thirty-three Buddha bone relics from Master Xu Xiu before from the Black Night Camp. Therefore, without the help of Mr. Xing this time, it was difficult for him to fuse the Buddha bone relics alone.
Buddha's bone relics are sacred objects and are strongly repellent to his blood.
Last time, he was able to fuse with the help of Mr. Xing, but even so, it was extremely painful.
The Buddha's marrow can truly change the blood of mortals, so that the blood of mortals contains the nature of Buddha, so that the repulsiveness will no longer exist.
Therefore, if there is Buddha marrow, Lin Mu can integrate the Buddha bone relics into the blood alone even if no one helps.
At this moment, Lin Mu wished he could use his soul power to take away the Buddha's marrow immediately, but he did not act rashly.
The auras of the nine bronze figures in front of me are so terrifying, I'm afraid they are not inferior to the Martial Lord.
Once he uses his soul power to collect the "Buddha's Essence", he will be discovered by the Nine Bronze Figures and will be hunted down.
"It seems that we can only rely on the power of these geniuses in the tower."
Lin Mu's eyes flashed.
It was impossible for any one person present, including him, to break through this tower, but fortunately there were a lot of geniuses, nearly two hundred of them, who could just compete with the levels in the tower.
On the second level, it took everyone half a day, and finally after losing the lives of more than ten geniuses, all the monks and nuns were killed.
After entering the third level, the difficulty becomes even greater. The monks and nuns here are already as powerful as the Wuzong.
At the same time, the number of monks and nuns puppets is also decreasing.
There are 1,800 people in the first level, 1,000 people in the second level, and 500 people in the third level.
The puppets of monks and nuns here do not pose a threat to Lin Mu for the time being. They are purely giving him life force.
After most of the day, all the monk and nun puppets on the third floor were finally killed.
This time, more than thirty geniuses died, and other geniuses also suffered more or less injuries.
On the other hand, Lin Mu, on the surface, he deliberately made himself look embarrassed, but in fact, his cultivation level had been improving and he had reached the peak of the fifth level of Wuzong.
Next, everyone entered the fourth floor.
There are three hundred monks and nuns on the fourth floor, but their auras are comparable to those of high-level martial arts masters.
At this level, the battle has become so fierce that even Lin Mu dare not be careless.
By the time the battle on the fourth floor ended, one day had passed, and the bodies of more than fifty geniuses were left behind.
Half of the more than two hundred geniuses who entered the pagoda have been eliminated by now.
Without anyone knowing about it, Lin Mu's cultivation quietly broke through the bottleneck and advanced to the sixth level of Wuzong.
However, Lin Mu's expression had truly become serious.
Because he knew that the monks and nuns on the fifth floor were at the peak martial arts level.
At this time, there were one hundred and three geniuses in the tower. After hesitating for a long time, more than half of them chose to leave.
The fierce fighting in the tower has made these people fearful.
Now everyone knows that the next battle will definitely be more terrifying, and few people have the courage to fight to the death.
Including Xie Anshi, he was also embarrassed and chose to leave dejectedly.
In the blink of an eye, there were only fifty talented warriors left in the tower.
These fifty talented warriors are the true elites among the elites. Even if they are not the most talented warriors, they must be among the best true disciples among the major forces.
"Lin Mu, I'm really surprised that you can persist to this point."
Seeing that Lin Mu was still in the tower, Kang Zhanpeng had a gloomy look in his eyes, and then sneered.
"Brother Zhan Peng, after all, others are also the ninth genius of the Nanshan Competition. If you look down on others like this, it's your fault."
Opposite Kang Zhanpeng, another young man joked.
This person is Gong Yuze, a younger brother of the Xuanwu Sect, the eleventh master in the Beishan Competition.
Xuanwu Sect and Taixuanzong have always had a good relationship, and it can even be said that they rely on Taixuanzong to show off their power, so when Kang Zhanpeng mocked Lin Mu, he naturally wanted to target Lin Mu.
Lin Mu glanced at the two of them and did not respond to their provocation. He thought to himself, if I didn't ask you to act as a shield later, I would slap you to death right now.
"Nowadays, Nanshan is really experiencing a decline in talent. Anyone can be called a genius."
Seeing Lin Mu's silence, Kang Zhanpeng immediately thought that Lin Mu was afraid of him, and the irony in his words became even stronger.
In his heart, he really didn't take Lin Mu seriously.
In his opinion, Lin Mu has no background and no cultivation, so what can he compare with him? Only in Nanshan can such a person have such bad luck and become a genius. If he were in Beishan, he would definitely
Give the opponent a beating.
Lin Mu ignored this indifferent ridicule and walked towards the fifth floor.
What he wants to do most now is to get the bottle of "Buddha's Essence", and other things come second.
Bang!
As soon as he entered, a huge fist hit him hard.
"Buddhist Arhat Boxing?"
But Lin Mu was well prepared, and he easily avoided the punch with a flash of his feet, a look of interest on his face.
He had read in the Buddhist teachings that there were Arhats subduing the dragon and Arhats subduing the tigers, so this Arhat Fist and his Vajra Subduing the Tiger Fist had the same effect but different approaches.
He even felt that Vajra Fuhu Fist was created by a certain senior who fused the Buddhist Arhat Fist and Vajra Fist.
Before he could stand firm, there was another strong wind behind his head.
His peripheral vision had already caught the sight of a bhikshuni, using the Buddhist compassionate palm to sneak attack on him.
This time Lin Mu did not dodge and struck out with the Seven Star Fist.
Bang!
In a fist fight, Lin Mu and the bhikshuni were knocked back at the same time.
After a simple fight, Lin Mu had to admit that the fifth-level monk and nun puppets were worthy of being at the peak martial arts level. If they were one against two, he would not be able to gain any advantage at all.