Chapter 26 The sad man in Xuantian Tower,

It seems that this instrument door is quite interesting. It is so big that it is even so high-end and sturdy in the laboratory.

After looking at the territory of several companies these days, I suddenly became curious about the current Jianmen.

Although Jian Gu is known as the Holy Land of Swords, it is not in the territory of Jian Gate. The place where Jian Gate is located is called Wan Jian Peak, and there are more sword art inheritance there, which is still a little worse than Jian Gu.

After all, the inheritance of Sword Valley comes from Xuantian Sword Immortals of all dynasties, and they are not something that ordinary people can inherit.

After looking at the tower carefully again, Shang Tian looked at Su He on the side and asked, "Can you go in and take a look?"

Su He nodded, "The master of the sect said, you can go anywhere in the sect."

The Master of the Artifact Sect is very clear that since the Holy Lord said that the Son of God has a higher status than him, it can explain the importance of the Son of God. Although he does not understand Shang Tian’s true ability now, he is still convinced by His Highness, not to mention anything else, the things that have happened in the past two days are enough to convince him. If nothing unexpected happens, the position of the Holy Lord in the future seems to have been confirmed.

Since he heard the other party say that he could go anywhere, he would be welcome and he could go to see any places without danger.

Then, Su He led Shang Tian to go in, but to surprise Shang Tian, ​​he was actually smart, and needed to scan his face and breath to have triple detection.

Such strict standards once again made Shangtian deeply curious about the things in the tower.

Su He took out his exclusive token and then entered a secret word forward.

The blue light swept through Shang Tian's body, but it seemed as if it was isolated by something.

After Su He came back, the front door opened.

While the two walked, Su He introduced the rules inside.

"Your Highness the Son of God, these people have not yet come out of the tower for decades or even hundreds of years, so I don't know much about you. If there is any inappropriate verbal reasons, please forgive me."

"I haven't left the tower for decades, can't the sect leader even invite them out?"

Su He nodded helplessly and said, "This first floor is for some young disciples to practice. Of course, the people above will come down from time to time, and of course it is rare. The people on the second floor have basically not been out of the tower for ten years, while the third floor has basically entered the tower for nearly a hundred years, and the fourth floor has basically entered the tower for nearly a thousand years, and the above are all predecessors who have entered the tower for thousands of years."

Shang Tian was indeed a little shocked when he heard Su He's words.

Although the lifespan of a monk is very long, it is only theoretical. There are unexpected situations in heaven and people will suffer misfortunes every day.

The one who has no cause and effect in a true monk is the existence of the heavenly tribulation. Thousands of years ago, the war between the Holy Land and the Demon Sect was in full swing. No one could die. He either died with injuries or died in the battlefield.

It is rare to be able to stay in seclusion for so many years.

But to be honest, few monks can truly die because they die because they don’t know anything.

Once you enter the world, you can get out.

The way of practice is to seize the fate of heaven and earth, to fight with people and heaven.

When I entered the door, I first saw a dark corridor. I saw that there were many secret rooms here. There was no spiritual energy on the corridor. I guess they were all gathered in this retreat room.

There were not many people on the first floor, and at the end of the corridor was the entrance to the second floor. Strangely, this entrance was actually in the central area of ​​the first floor.

After waiting to get closer, Shangtian discovered that the so-called entrance to the second floor was inside a cylinder, which looked like an elevator.

When the two of them entered, Su He took out the Holy Son Order of the Artifact and inserted it into a groove next to the door.

Three lights flashed on the groove, and Su He said, "My token can only reach the second level, and as for higher ones, I don't have permission to go."

"Then let's go to the second floor first"

Then, Su He pressed the grid where the second light was.

The stone walls on both sides of the arc gathered together, and the two were in a closed room. Then Shang Tian felt his center of gravity sinking and complained in his heart that this was really an elevator, but it was more advanced and he also had to brush a token.

Soon, the gathered stone wall gradually recovered, and when he saw the sudden spacious scene in front of him, the lively scenes of people coming and going really made Shangtian yearn for it.

The two of them walked out of the circular elevator, which attracted a lot of attention. After all, few people came to this place, and very few people could come.

In a spacious hall in front of Shang Tian, ​​there are many round stone tables, each with several middle-aged men fighting a war of words and arguing in full swing.

On the other hand, Shang Tian was also quite shocked. The concentration of spiritual energy in this place is really not small. Although it is not as good as the Holy Peak, it is far higher than that in other places.

If you practice here, you will definitely be able to achieve twice the result with half the effort.

When everyone saw Su He coming, they were more or less curious. Even if they hadn't been released for many years, the Holy Son still recognized it, but they didn't know who the handsome guy next to him was.

A middle-aged man with a beard walked over, carrying a hammer in his hand and a leather jacket in front of him, looking like a blacksmith in Shang Tian's mind.

A rough voice rang.

"Su He, who is the little guy next to him?"

Shang Tian is already a little younger than Su He, and even if he doesn't ask, these people can tell.

"Uncle Master, please stop kidding. This is the Son of God from my Xuantian Holy Land." Su He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said embarrassedly.

The Son of God is younger than him, but so what? These days, the strength is never compared, not to age, not to mention that the age of a monk can never be used as a basis for strength.

The man named Uncle Su was indeed surprised. Seeing that Su He respected the boy next to him very much, even if he could not see through it, was it because of the sixth level strength?

Although he himself has not had a high talent in cultivation, he has reached the peak of the fifth realm. If he can survive the heavenly tribulation, he can become a sixth realm cultivator and his lifespan will be greater than that.

However, the heavenly disasters have been exhausted all year round this year, how many times can it pass?

He knew several guys, one more confident, and he thought he was a genius that was never seen in the ages. The so-called heavenly tribulation was not a test. Others were afraid of being cowardly and dishless.

Now, these people have not even been left ashes.

The horror of the heavenly tribulation is, except that you can truly collect the six rites and gather a fortune of heaven, otherwise it will be a delivery of vegetables.

The cultivators of their weapons sect were not very powerful in combat, and they were poor. Those treasures were hard to find, and they were truly strategic materials.

It was hard for him to believe that the little guy in front of him had reached the sixth realm, but he was curious about this person's identity.

"Son of God, what does it mean? I have only been in for a few years, and this holy land has changed a lot?"

Before the two of them could answer, a voice on the other side started yelling, "Old Hei, you don't even know this. Didn't the sect leader come in and say it a few days ago?"

The middle-aged man named Lao Hei couldn't hold his face, "Didn't I forget?"

In fact, he didn't care. Everything outside the world had nothing to do with him when he became a monk in the tower.

Except for the few people who are really obsessed with the tower on the top of the road, the rest are all dead people who are unwilling to go out to see the sad world, so they come in here, concentrate on studying the instrument, and divert attention.
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