Chapter 85 Climb to the Seventh Sword Tower

Sword tower!

Bai Lang, wearing a green shirt, was standing outside a stone room and watching carefully.

"This set of "Taiqing Royal Swordsmanship" is simple, step by step, and not very difficult. In the later stage of practice, it is also powerful. It is the longest and most extensive sword formula in Luoxia Cave. Moreover, because of the large number of practitioners, it also leaves a very detailed cultivation experience, which is the most suitable for your own practice now. One of!"

He thought for a long time, made up his mind and went straight in. Last time he received the task in Yunxiao Hall, but he was told that he needed to reach a certain level. Bai Lang had to return depressed. In fact, in terms of strength, he had already exceeded the seven levels of realm. It was only because he practiced the most difficult "killing the sky" that he had stayed in a sword tower.

In order to receive the task, he had to return to the sword tower again and choose a sword formula to practice. However, this time, he was only for advancement. He was not too picky about the skills, so he just looked at it roughly and chose one of the simplest and easy-to-learn skills.

The interior of the stone room is still simple and empty, but there is more than one jade slip stored in this stone room, but several rows are placed on the stone table in turn, probably because of the large number of disciples practicing this set of skills. Bai Lang casually took a piece of jade slip, picked an empty place, closed his eyes and meditated, and released a wisp of divine knowledge into it.

The short formula was like a long bell, which was instantly reflected in the white mind. Then, a figure appeared in the void, pinched a formula in his hand, and saw the fairy sword roaring, roaring up, and walking in mid-air, extremely flexible!

Bai Lang sat on the green platform, like a bodhi son, and the spiritual platform was empty. The magic formula echoed in his heart and quietly understood.

Half a day later, Bai Lang's body suddenly had a strong wind, as if there was a sword spirit bursting out. The formula in his hand changed again and again, and then he raised his finger to the sky. He only heard the sound of the fairy sword. In an instant, the light was great, as if he had spiritual knowledge, rising to the sky, as fast as electricity, layers of sword spirit rippled, and the power Hehe!

"Boom"

With a loud noise, the fairy sword hit a dark rock not far away, stirring up brilliant brilliance. Strengthened by the array, the black stone platform specially used for testing buzzed, and it took a long time to regain calm!

The eyes suddenly opened, and the light exploded, but a faint smile appeared on the white face.

In half a day, the first layer of cultivation of the true secret of Taiqing Royal Sword was completed!

At normal speed, it will take three months to practice this first level of skills. However, Bai Lang's Taoism has already reached a very profound state. At this time, he will practice like a martial arts master going to practice Zama kung fu. How can it be fast?

With a wave of his hand, the fairy sword turned into a blue light and entered Bai Lang's body. Bai Lang stood up, smiled slightly, pushed open the stone door and went out.

Not far away, I don't know when I surrounded a group of people and whispered in a low voice.

"I'm out. Look, I didn't talk nonsense. This younger brother seems to have retreated in the face of difficulties and gave up practicing the 'killing secret'!"

"I actually modified the most ordinary Taiqing imperial swordsmanship. What a genius, I think it's just so-so!" Some people disdained when they saw this.

"Haha, I don't care. Anyway, I won this bet. I bet he died. Hurry up and hand in something!" Some people laughed and didn't care about it.

Bai Lang passed by them, and everyone immediately stopped talking and dispersed one after another. Bai Lang shook his head and walked towards the place where Elder Zhang was. To enter the second floor, he needed his test permission.

"Esbyterian Zhang, I want to enter the second level of practice, please test!" Bai Lang said respectfully that the last time he saw this old man, he was very protective of himself and had a good impression.

Elder Zhang was shocked when he heard the words. His sharp eyes stared at Bai Lang for a long time before slowly moving away. He nodded, pointed to a piece of the same half-foot-high bastion and said, "You play with me!"

Bai Lang followed his words, and whispered in his mouth. He saw a flash of light. The fairy sword turned into a streamer and rushed out, cut through the void, bombarded the top of the basal stone, swinging out the room full of brilliance.

Elder Zhang's eyes lit up again and nodded. He was about to pass the white jade card. He reached out and carved it with a secret method. After the thick fog on it dissipated, he saw that the jade card was still the same, but there was a small cyan sword on it. Bai Lang saluted Elder Zhang again before leaving the stone room. Elder Zhang looked at Bai Lang's disappeared figure, shook his head slightly and sighed, and then closed his eyes to practice.

Without stopping for a moment, Bai Lang directly passed through the jade and entered the second layer of the sword tower. He is now in urgent need of a large number of elixirs to assist in practice, and the first thing to do to achieve these is to break through to the seventh level in the shortest time.

Three days later

Bai Lang's whole body is like a sharp sword, flying randomly, and his figure is flying. In the stone room, it is filled with sword shadows all over the sky, like flowers falling and snow dancing all over the sky, which is dazzling and indistinguishable from reality. Every sword shadow flashes cold light and full of murderous intent.

"Wo!"

The wind suddenly stopped, like a long whale absorbing water. Previously, the rain of swords disappeared into the fairy sword with my mind, and the sharpness was gone, and no trace of light dissipated.

Bai Lang fell to the ground, with a slight sweat on his forehead. He breathed a sigh of relief and his whole body relaxed. Although this sword formula is not difficult, it is a true formula handed down through the ages. The beauty is like a flower bloom, and there are amazing things from time to time. After complete cultivation, it is also quite time-consuming.

Seven days, Bai Lang's face turned slightly white, but his eyes became more and more fierce. He strode out of the stone room on the third floor...

For another half month, Bai Lang shook his head, turned into a shadow, and rushed straight to the fifth level of the sword tower.

"It's too slow to speed up. If it goes on like this, I'm afraid it will take two months to finish the seventh level of practice! There is still half a year to compare with Xiao Baiyu. You can't waste time!" Bai Lang shook his head and sighed, leaving a group of monks stunned.

"God, he went straight from the first floor to the fifth floor in less than a month. What skills did he practice?"

"In January, I climbed to the five-story sword tower and looked at the sunset. I'm afraid I can't find it!"

"I heard that Zhangjiao once received a true disciple a hundred years ago and also climbed to the five-story tower in January, but later I don't know why, but it stagnated and made all sentient beings!"

"Genius may not become a talent. Now it is dazzling, but it may not be a great achievement in the future. I think he will stop here!" Some people said in a sour tone.

After everyone talked for a while, it gradually dispersed, leaving only a black-faced man standing stunned. It was the monk who laughed at Bai Lang in the Yunxiao Hall last time. He looked at the passage into the five-story sword tower, which was also where Yubi was. His face was shocked and seemed to be a little disappointed. , speechless for a long time...

one month later

With a loud noise, the dark rock used for testing was pierced by a bright sword, and the head-sized round hole seemed to have been polished countless times with black light.

Then, a thin but straight back slowly appeared outside the stone, with black hair slightly messy, but a pair of eyes like stars above the sky, deep and eye-catching.

"The seventh floor is finally completed!" He read gently, with a faint smile hanging on the corners of his mouth, a little naughty.

The seventh floor was not usually large, but today it is like watching the arrival of the goddess. In the hall, no less than 100 people gathered, looking at the teenager in white, as if they were looking at a monster. In a month, they may have suffered the most tragic blow in their lives. The teenager, who looked less than 20, climbed directly from the first layer of the sword tower to the seventh floor, which was so fast that they were ashamed to see people.

"You idiots, I have spent countless efforts on you, and still have stopped at the seven-story sword tower. Li Changfeng brought a wild boy and surpassed you in two months. You have cultivated on dogs over the years! I'm pissed off, I'm pissed off!" This month, in the whole Jianzong, this roaring sound kept coming from all over the place, and countless patriarchs were so angry that their beards were blown and their seven orifices were smoking! I can't wait to kick this group of disciples!

There are also many disciples on the eighth and ninth floors who are also standing trembling, lest the boy step up another level and he will be scolded by the master.

Bai Lang didn't know this at this time. His face was pale. After listening to Yu Xiaozhu, he fell into ** and fell asleep. This month's endless hard work has made his whole body dry, and even his iron body can't stand it. If he persists, he is afraid that if his magical skills are not successful, his soul will go away first.

This sleep is like sleeping for a spring and autumn!

Five days later, Bai Lang slowly opened his eyes. He looked at the green bamboo house. He was in a trance and was a little lost. He lay lazily for a moment and did not want to move.

It is very quiet around, and there is a green bamboo forest outside the house. Several birds sing a few times and go away. The faint fragrance of flowers, accompanied by wisps of cool breeze, ripples in the exquisite house.

Everything is so quiet, like returning to my hometown, lying on the bluestone platform in front of the rippery stream in front of the door, stunned and bored!

After a long time, a faint sigh came gently from **, turned around, and disappeared into the sound of green waves in the bamboo forest.

The light and shadow flashed, and ** was empty. In mid-air, a stream of light crossed the clouds and rushed to the distance.

Bai Lang's eyes are full of perseverance. He is like a cold sword, with arrogance and thinness, piercing the sky and roaring the sky!

Yunxiao Hall

The hall is like a mountain, Jinguang Road, and the monks come and go one after another. There is a lively scene. Some people are happy, some people leave decadently, and some people are covered with blood, falling from the sky, and some people return to the field and never return...

His white face was expressionless and looked at all this coldly. He walked forward step by step, as if walking in an uninhabited world, and everything outside him was like a phantom!

Monks are not as envied by mortals. They travel around the world in auspicious clouds, and I am free in heaven and earth! Monks should also fight with people, fight with heaven, fight with themselves, step by step, struggle to strive for that luck and opportunity!

The road is ruthless. If you want to live, you have to fight endlessly!

A monk came towards him, full of blood and scars. He was hit by some magic weapon in several places. His flesh and blood were blurred and his white bones were hidden, but he did not feel any pain, like a walking corpse!

His face was like dead wood, without a trace of expression. Step by step, he came out of the lively Yunxiao Hall, and his whole body exuded a cold and frightening atmosphere. Pedestrians on the road saw it and avoided it one after another!

"Isn't that Brother Muhua? He has always been with Mu Yun. Why is he the only one today... Ah! Could it be his brother Mu Yun...!" A monk who seemed to know each other saw it from afar and was about to exclaim, but was stopped by the monk next to him.

"Don't say, when Brother Muhua went on a mission this time, it is said that they encountered an accident and was besieged by demons, and he was the only one who escaped!"

"No wonder he has become like this. Alas, he and Mu Yun entered the sect together and have always had a very good relationship. Now... Alas!"

The lost man went to the distance and suddenly stopped. He slowly raised his head and looked at the clouds in the sky. He raised his arms and roared loudly. He was so sad that it made people feel sad!

After a long time, a tear slipped silently! The man staggered step by step, but still straightened his back and went to the sky!

Bai Lang looked at it silently, and then turned away with no expression on his face!

He is not a ruthless person. He is just a teenager like others. If it hadn't been for the shock that night, perhaps he would have been at home now, learning good medical skills from his father and become a respected doctor like his father!

However, the heaven is impermanent, and he is involved in a different world like that! Alone!

In the world of practitioners, the sky is ruthless, people are ruthless, and strength is the capital of life!

If you don't have the strength, you may be killed as soon as you leave the teacher, rob a magic weapon, and become a stepping stone for others to pursue the road of eternal life.

Bai Lang doesn't want to be such a victim, so he has to try his best to make himself strong. At this moment, some people laugh, and his fate is long. He is not struggling in his fate. Maybe one day he will become a lonely soul in the wilderness!

"Mission No. 5, I'll take it!"

Bai Lang has picked out the task, handed over the jade card, and said lightly.

"Three thousand miles away from the east, on Kunwu Mountain, it is rumored that a monster was born, which has become a climate and harms the world. The nearby Xihua Dynasty was attacked by the tide of beasts and suffered heavy casualties. The local Chicheng Gate asked me for help. The special disciples went there. After completing the task, they rewarded thousands of Tianxin Yangs, 100 elixirs, and one magic weapon in the five elements!" The elder swept the No. 5 mission, was stunned for a moment, and looked up at Bai Lang.

"This task is relatively difficult. Are you in a seven-level realm or a little lower, but you are a sword, which is also sloppy, but you have to think clearly and don't lose your life!" The elder looked at Bai Lang's jade card and kindly persuaded him. He saw that Bai Lang was very young and also cherished talent in his heart.

" Elder Xie, I will take over this task!" Bai Lang smiled faintly.

"Hmm!" The elder didn't say much, handed back the jade card and said, "We will gather here three days later. We need to send a total of four people for this task. You can go together!"

As soon as Bai Lang was stunned when he heard the words, he realized that Luoxia Cave sent disciples on a mission. Of course, it was not for them to die. In most cases, it was necessary to ensure the safety of disciples as much as possible, especially for such a difficult task. It was impossible to send a disciple to go there. It would be too dangerous for no one to respond!

A big chapter of 4,000 words, I'm too lazy to score two chapters!