Walking on the inside of the mountain, stepping on the ancient hard stone stairs, I don't know how long I walked, I don't know how many floors I climbed, the old man who led the way finally stopped.
"Pagoda master, they have already arrived." The old man bowed and saluted.
"Well, you go back!" An old woman's voice came from inside.
The tower owner of Lingbao Pagoda turned out to be a woman, and listening to the voice, I am afraid she is not young.
Walking into the empty stone room, the walls are full of brilliance. The top of the stone wall is about 30 meters high, and in the center is an irregular Zhenyao Lingshi with a diameter of one meter.
Such a large piece of Zhenyao Lingshi is simply unheard of and unseen.
A faint white light emanated from the spirit stone, and the entire stone room was covered with a layer of silver gauze, reflecting a faint light.
Feng Feiyun's foot took a step forward. Immediately, there was a ripple-like spiritual light on the ground, swaying in circles. Using the Phoenix Sky Eye, one could even see countless formation patterns in the ripples. Intertwined.
If anyone dares to break into this place, even if it is a cultivator of the Destiny Realm, he will be killed by the boundless formation.
Feng Feiyun became more cautious and hid the female devil's corpse palace in his dantian deeper.
"You are the son of a demon?" The tower owner of the Lingbao Pagoda was sitting under the dangling spiritual stone, facing Feng Feiyun and Murong Tuo who had just walked in.
She was dressed luxuriously, with golden silk clothes draped on the ground, and sat cross-legged on the jade platform, as if she was studying some ancient book.
Although her voice is old, the long hair on her head is still black, neatly combed, and an ebony cloud hairpin is inserted. If you only look at the back, it is beautiful and moving, like a fairy in her early twenties. Qianjin.
A hundred meters apart, Feng Feiyun could feel an extremely powerful divine consciousness swept across his body. The owner of this Lingbao Pagoda has a giant-level cultivation base.
Just from the strength of her consciousness, Feng Feiyun has already judged her cultivation.
A powerhouse of this level is not something he can contend against now. Even if he wants to escape, he has no chance at all.
On the other hand, Murong Tuo, who was standing beside Feng Feiyun, didn't react at all, just looked at the tower owner who was sitting in the center curiously, and said to Feng Feiyun in a low voice, "Son of the demon, is she talking about you? "
"En!" Feng Feiyun nodded slightly, answering both Murong Tuo and the master of the Lingbao Pagoda.
The owner of the Lingbao Pagoda paused slightly while reading the ancient books, and then said, "What is the purpose of your coming to the Vientiane Pagoda? Was the witch sent you here?"
When the Lord of Lingbao Pagoda said these words, although it was still plain, the air became thick in an instant, first turned into liquid, and then into solid, as if it could freeze the space and let Feng Feiyun have a good time. A feeling that you can't even breathe.
The body became heavier and heavier, as if there was a big mountain on the top of the head.
The bones on Feng Feiyun's body were already tied tightly, and he knew that the other party was exerting pressure on him. As long as he said half a word wrong, he would be shattered by this force.
"Reporting... I report back to the tower master, although I am the son of a demon, but this name was imposed on me by someone else, and... I have nothing to do with the female demon, and I almost died at her hands several times. It is precisely because of this that I have to flee for my life and hide in the Vientiane Tower." Feng Feiyun said with difficulty, without a single lie.
A person of the level like the master of the Lingbao Pagoda has a spiritual sense that is thousands of times that of ordinary people. As long as anyone dares to tell a lie in front of her, she will be sensed by her spiritual sense.
This is the terrible thing about treasure hunters. If your spiritual sense is not as strong as her, it is absolutely impossible to deceive her.
Although Feng Feiyun's soul is powerful, because of his cultivation, his spiritual sense is far inferior to that of the master of the Lingbao Pagoda.
"What nonsense, if you are not the envoy of the female devil, why do you want to help her recover?" The master of the Lingbao Pagoda put pressure again, just a sentence, but with endless power.
The power contained in this sentence is enough to crush a cultivator of the peak of the gods to the ground.
Although the master of Lingbao Pagoda could not sense that Feng Feiyun was lying, she already had a lot of information, enough to determine that Feng Feiyun was the female devil's lackey, and the relationship between the two was extraordinary.
Feng Feiyun was shocked, and he was already injured. At this moment, being hit by this force, the injury that had already healed on the third or fourth floor was worsened again.
Even so, Feng Feiyun still clenched his teeth tightly, stood up straight, and did not give in at all under this pressure, which was too unreasonable.
Murong Tuo saw Feng Feiyun's demeanor was different, and his whole body trembled, knowing that he didn't even have the strength to speak at the moment, it must be the master of the Lingbao Pagoda who secretly shot him.
"Pagoda Master, please raise your hand and spare his life. I believe he never lied." Murong Tuo quickly knelt on the ground and begged the Lingbao Tower Master.
"Humph! Go away!" The master of Lingbao Pagoda waved his sleeves and directly knocked Murong Tuo into the air, hitting the stone wall.
Murong Tuo had consumed too much blood and energy, and his body had not fully recovered. He was hit by the master of the Lingbao Pagoda, and his spine was almost broken. His five internal organs rolled, and his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spit out.
The thin body, kneeling on one knee on the ground, supporting the body with both hands, trembled all over.
"The witch's methods are vicious. I don't know how many innocent people in Nantaifu died in her hands. All of this was caused by Feng Feiyun. No one in the world knows that it was you who brought the witch back to life. How dare you talk about it with you. Doesn't matter?"
Although the master of Lingbao Pagoda has lived for more than 400 years, his heart is still jealous of evil and hatred, and he said: "Murong Tuo, you are a born soul, I intend to accept you as a disciple, but if you speak for Feng Feiyun again, then It's just asking for trouble."
Feng Feiyun was under a lot of pressure and couldn't move. He just felt that the old woman in front of him was too fucked up. If he died in her hands today, it would be a shame.
"Murong Tuo would like to thank the tower master for his love, but if I don't speak for Feng Feiyun, I can't do it. Although I have only been similar to him for a few days, I believe that he is definitely a person who dares to act and will not deceive the tower. Lord." Murong Tuo gasped.
When he said the words "dare to be daring", his voice was slightly higher, which made Feng Feiyun feel strange, and he always felt that his tone was a bit wrong.
Murong Tuo dragged his injured body and walked to Feng Feiyun's side with difficulty step by step, leaving a row of bloody footprints on the ground.
Boom!
He stubbornly knelt on the ground again, stared at the tower owner with a firm gaze, kowtowed respectfully, his forehead hit the ground with a "dong" sound, and then he kowtowed a second time, again with a "dong" one sound...
His forehead had been smashed, and the blood stained the ground, but he was still kowtowing, saying, "I beg the tower master to give him a chance to explain!"
"Boom!"
"I beg the tower owner to give him a chance to explain!"
"Boom!"
"I beg the tower owner to give him a chance to explain!"
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The master of the Lingbao Pagoda was silent, and his fingers lightly pressed on the ancient book, but he couldn't open the next page.
Although she hates evil and has a strong personality, she is still a person and a woman after all.
As long as you are a woman, you can't avoid the weakness of sentimentality.
"The beauty is rare in this world, and the best friend is even rarer." The master of the Lingbao Pagoda sighed softly. This sound is even older, and it seems to think of the self when he was young. Isn't the old self so crazy? So persistent
But in the end, I didn't get anything, but even if I didn't get anything, it was enough. It's better than never being obsessed or attached.
Murong Tuo's persistence moved the owner of Lingbao Pagoda!
Feng Feiyun couldn't help being moved, and he owed him another time.
If it wasn't for Murong Tuo's hardships, Feng Feiyun would have already planned to release the corpse of the female demon and fight to the death with the master of the Lingbao Pagoda. Even if she were to die, she would have to pay the price. The strategy, unless it is a last resort, will never be used.
Feng Feiyun only felt that the pressure on his body disappeared in vain, his body regained the ability to move, and he quickly helped Murong Tuo up from the ground.
At this moment, Murong Tuo finally passed out with a smile and fell into Feng Feiyun's arms.
"Tell me! Why did you enter the Vientiane Pagoda?" The owner of the Lingbao Pagoda said indifferently.
Feng Feiyun took out a treasure hunter's iron decree from his arms. This iron decree was handed to him by Zuo Qian, saying that with this iron decree, he would definitely be able to enter the Vientiane Tower.
At that time, Zuo Qianshou had already rushed to Shendu, and this treasure hunter iron order was handed over to the third master, and then to Feng Feiyun.
Zuo Qianshou is a ninth-rank treasure hunter, and his formation is invincible. Since he dares to say that as long as he holds this iron order, he will definitely be able to enter the Vientiane Tower, then Zuo Qianshou must have also belonged to the Vientiane Tower. A big man, and maybe there is one or two great old friends in the Vientiane Tower.
The nine-rank treasure hunter is not built. The entire Shenjin Dynasty will never find ten. If Zuo Qianshou was really a person from the Vientiane Tower, he must have a high position in the Vientiane Tower. The tower owner is the old knowledge.
"To be honest, I came here under the order of the master, and I have something to give to the tower master." Feng Feiyun planned to pretend to be Zuo Qianshou's apprentice.