Chapter 170 Ninth Floor

When Lin He appeared on the ninth floor, he did not see the expected difficulties. On the contrary, the world on this level was somewhat calm and abnormal. Looking at the endless green grassland, flocks of cattle and sheep were galloping happily in this world. This is not like a hell of life and death, but more like a happy paradise.

After experiencing more danger, Lin He's vigilance is also much higher. The calm atmosphere often hides enough deadly dangers, and he may also have sinister intentions under the unharmed smile of humans and animals. Compared with the first eight floors, it is quiet and comfortable. If it weren't for a lot of things in his heart, Lin He would rather stay here for a while.

With the flying sword in hand, Lin He's heart is a little more stable. The dangerous environment can make people vigilant at all times and concentrate on observing any suspicious surroundings. Excessive calmness will make people die of happiness. Lin He had to remind himself to be careful of every suspicious place around him. After the wrong destruction of three grasslands, Lin He still did not encounter any obstacles. He began to doubt what the test of this layer was. Was it just a boundless vastness? Even if it is wider, Lin He is confident to find its edge within ten days.

With a curious attitude, Lin He called out the two swords of Qingtian. Since the trial did not want to take the initiative, Lin He was also lazy to waste brain cells. Lin He couldn't help but be excited for a while at the thought of getting out of the tower and becoming the first person in Shushan. Shushan has had the existence of this demon tower since its establishment, and no one has succeeded in breaking through the nine floors. The tower guards have tried several times, but Linhe has gone the farthest.

At this moment, everything that falls into Linhe's eyes is beautiful, fragrant tender grass, naive old cattle, docile sheep, and blue sky. Until the huge coffin appeared in front of Linhe, he kept a very good mood and was finally destroyed.

It is a quaint coffin. From the appearance, it is definitely not a product of this era, but this coffin is kept very clean and seems to be cleaned regularly. The sudden appearance of a coffin here can never be accidental. Perhaps the biggest crisis is here? Lin He carefully lowered his flying sword. It was not a blessing or a curse. It was a disaster that could not be avoided. It was even more unwise to rush over and expose his back to the enemy.

There is nothing strange near the coffin, and the aura formed by magic, demonic spirit, or some extreme negative emotions is completely imperceptible. The coffin was isolated from the outside world. Lin He wanted to explore the situation in the coffin with his divine consciousness. As a result, he hit a solid boundary and was shaken back. He was almost shocked and vomited blood. His calves trembled feebly and finally stood still.

Just a coffin is so domineering that it's hard to believe what a horrible existence it would be if there was someone inside. After stabilizing his mind, Lin He clenched the flying sword in his hand. Although the palm of his hand was full of cold sweat, he still had no understanding of the enemy, just like punching out and didn't know where or who he would hit.

He carried a sword and cut the word formula of the thrilling ghost and god secret fiercely cut it on the magical coffin. With Lin He's current cultivation, he can drive about 50% of the power of this prefecture-level flying sword, so even if the monk who is sanctified in the flesh wants to take it today, he has to think about it.

"Wait a minute." A voice abruptly interrupted Lin He's hard chop and maintained this stiff posture. Lin He quickly locked the source of the voice. A middle-aged man in a long gown did not know much about history. Lin He was not sure of the era of the other party's hairstyle, but at least not the recent hundreds of years. Between. His forehead was covered with sweat, and the middle-aged man seemed to come from somewhere else.

"Who are you!" Lin He asked warily that he did not think that an ordinary person would appear in this place, and any unusual person might pose a threat to Lin He. If the other party could not give a satisfactory answer, Lin He did not mind changing the target of the sword from coffin to him.

That middle-aged man has a surprisingly good temper and is very gentle to Lin He's rudeness. Don't be nervous. I don't mean to hurt you. I just want to remind you that you have to give a sword to the coffin. The material of this coffin is unusual. It is refined by the thousand-year-old black sandalwood, and it is also focused on the rich Zhenyuan by the masters of the integration period. If you forcefully want to break it, you will only be damaged by the sound of the shock. I'm afraid you can't recover for a year and a half. The middle-aged man patiently explained that when he saw the flying sword in Lin He's hand, a strange light flashed quickly in his eyes. This strangeness was so short that Lin He, who was keenly aware of it, did not notice it.

"Answer my question first, who are you!" Lin He faced the man in front of him, and the oppression he wanted to form completely disappeared. It seemed that all the oppression dissipated when he approached the man. Under divine exploration, it was found that there was no aura fluctuation on this man's body, as if he were an ordinary person. This puzzled Lin He. Since he can appear on the ninth floor of the demon tower, there is no reason to be just an ordinary person who can't do anything. And his words are even more surprising. Has Shushan ever been a senior in this realm?

"My surname is Luo, and I am a disciple of Shushan. For some special reasons, I can't leave the Zhenyao Tower. I think I will know more about the ninth floor than I do." The middle-aged man surnamed Luo smiled and said that there was no trace of conspiracy and trickery on his face. Although he had been very gentle, at this moment he gave people the feeling that he was more like a frank man who acted well-deservedly.

Shushan disciples, the same family? Lin He couldn't find the other party's mistakes. The first floor of the Zhenyao Tower was guarded by Wei Yazi, a senior in Shushan. It's not surprising that there was such a person on the ninth floor, but he couldn't see through the other party's cultivation at all, which made Lin He felt inexplicably uneasy. In the Xialin River, the teacher is guarding the pagoda. Now he has entered the town demon tower for experience. He has just offended his predecessors. Please don't blame him.

The middle-aged man surnamed Luo waved his hand with a smile, indicating that he didn't care at all. You can actually break into the ninth floor, and the tower guard is indeed full of strange people, but the test of the last floor will only be more difficult than the first eight floors. Are you ready?

nodded his head without hesitation. Lin He came to this point to go through the trials and increase his strength. Now that he has reached the peak of the ninth level, what reason is there to give up and accept defeat? Excuse me, senior, what is the trial at this level? Formation, fantasy? Or a group of powerful enemies?"

"A powerful enemy, as long as you can satisfy him, you will be qualified for this level of trial, and you are the first person in Shushan Town." The middle-aged man surnamed Luo said unhurriedly that he had stayed in this tower for enough time, and even the most impulsive person was worn out of patience. It was rare for someone to talk to him. Naturally, he did not want to let him go in a hurry.

"satisfied? Aren't you going to defeat him?" Lin He frowned and asked curiously. He thought it must be a fierce battle, but he didn't think that as long as he satisfied the other party, what degree of satisfaction? Lin He, who originally just wanted to leave in a hurry, couldn't help but be aroused a competitive spirit. No matter how strong the other party is, he will try his best.

"It's a little difficult to defeat him. I believe you can do it one day, but I'm afraid you can't do it yet. As for making him satisfied, this concept is too vague. You will know it after you call it. Seeing that Lin He was aroused by a competitive heart, the middle-aged man surnamed Luo couldn't help thinking of the days when he fought with his brother in secret when he was young, with a helpless wry smile on his face.

"Who is he? Where is it now?" Holding the flying sword in his hand, Lin He's self-confidence will only expand incomparably at this time. Since this hard battle is inevitable, it is better to accept it openly. The worst result is to lose. If you win by chance, you will make a lot of money. The probability of winning or losing is half the same no matter who you face.

Pointing to his nose, the middle-aged man surnamed Luo smiled gently. Your opponent is me. No matter what method you use, as long as you hurt me or perform well enough to satisfy me, you can leave here immediately, and I will never stop you. Although there is no hegemony today, the self-confidence has suppressed Lin He in momentum.

did not show too much surprise. In fact, at the beginning, Lin He vaguely guessed that the predecessor of Shushan was the ninth level, but the strength of the other party still surprised Lin He. This is not only the strength of cultivation, but also the transformation of the whole temperament, only the truth of the whole mind. Only a master can do this.

"Please also tell the full name, so that even if you lose, you can have an explanation with the master in the future." Lin He casually pulled it out that he just wanted to know the other party's name, that's all. When he was in the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion, he once read the historical classics of Shushan, which recorded many masters who became famous in the history of Shushan. The so-called know themselves and know their opponents, and win every battle. Understanding some of the other party's situation before the beginning of the war is conducive to make proactive changes in wartime.

The middle-aged man hesitated for a while and finally had no choice but to compromise. Perhaps in his opinion, his name has been so long that he can't even remember it. After all, there were too many masters in that distant era. Although he claimed to have led the era of flowers, he has always been unable to let go because of some entanglements. The state of mind.

"Shouthan, Luo Changfeng."

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The second update, after working and studying for a week, it's finally Friday night. Let's start to relax for the next two days. Children's shoes, collection and voting are good living habits. It is said that they have three major effects: lowering blood pressure, slimming and whitening.