I am a mage and a wet nurse, so using seven swords is not too much, right?

"But I haven't said anything about the business yet." The little fat man frowned and muttered.

"Young master, let's talk about it in two days. It's not urgent anyway." Uncle Dong, who looked serious, couldn't help but say.

The little fat man hesitated to speak.

Finally compromised.

"...She is really fierce, even more fierce than those women in Zhongzhou!"

Especially with such a delicate and beautiful face, like a little fairy.

It’s really painful to think about.

Uncle Liu:......

Fortunately, you came out, otherwise, if you don't explode with this mouth, who will you explode?

……

Without the interruption from the little fat man, Ning Ruan finally had two days of peace in Guanhaixuan.

eat.

go to bed.

Practice spiritual attack - God-destroying finger.

From the first to the third day.

Little Fatty Fang came to visit again.

This time, the two Uncle Liu and Uncle Dong who were always by his side did not appear.

Only a few maids each held white jade plates and stood respectfully behind him.

There was a bright smile on that fat, white and round face:

"Miss Ning, can you open the door? This is a new dish I asked Zhen Gourmet to make specially for you. It hasn't been officially sold yet. It tastes absolutely perfect."

"..."

Ning Ruan, who had already taken out the thunderbolts and was about to throw them out of the yard, silently put the thunderbolts back into his storage belt.

He casually made a hand gesture to open the courtyard door bar.

Then he faced Tang Fatty Yi's fat face with a sly smile:

"Miss Ning, look, I didn't lie to you, right?"

He pointed to the plates of fragrant dishes behind him.

Ning Ruan swallowed, but her face remained calm, "Come in."

People are annoying though.

Ke Cai is innocent.

She couldn't turn away the food.

"Okay." The little fat man responded excitedly as if he had been granted amnesty.

After entering the courtyard, the maids were serving dishes one by one.

The little fat man Fang said excitedly: "Miss Ning, you haven't been out in the past two days, have you?"

Ning Ruan, who had just sat down and was about to pick up some food:? ? ?

"Miss Ning, your current popularity in Guangyao Island has eclipsed even that group of geniuses from the big island with eyes above their heads, but you still don't know about it at all?"

Tang Yi was extremely emotional, with a slightly unbelievable look on his face:

"I really can't imagine how you did it. With your cultivation in the Western Realm, you were able to leave three-inch sword marks on the Xuanjian Stone. Even those sword cultivators in Zhongzhou who claimed to be geniuses were not so evil when they were in the Western Realm. "

"Is it just this?" Ning Ruan took a bite of the sweet and sour deep-fried fish balls and put it into her mouth without any surprise or excitement.

The little fat man really took the wrong medicine, right?

When she was in Wulanzhou, even if she ate one more bowl of food than him, he would still have to compare with her.

Now he can still praise her so calmly? ? ?

"Miss Ning, you may not know that everyone is asking about you, and there are several geniuses from the big island who have set up a private gambling bureau."

"gambling?"

"It's just a bet on who can beat you in the fastest time..."

"..."

Ning Ruan's hand holding the chopsticks paused and her tone was calm, "Oh, I want to know too."

Hearing this, the little fat man smiled mysteriously:

"Don't worry, Miss Ning, they won't have a chance to fight you in the trials three days later.

This time is different from before. You are selected based on age. Since you are young, the selection will only face monks under the age of thirty. "

Ning Ruan:...

"Not by cultivation level, but by age?"

The little fat man took the opportunity to sit opposite Ning Ruan and nodded seriously:

"Although the news has not been leaked yet, it is absolutely reliable. Based on the opening of the sword tower in the past, it is not actually the stronger the cultivation level or strength, the higher the number of layers passed.

On the contrary, some young sword cultivators with lower cultivation abilities performed even more outstandingly after entering the sword tower, so this time Guangyao Island has a rule based on age.

Of course, if the cultivation level is too low, even a genius will have difficulty passing the first level. "

"..."

Ning Ruan fell into deep thought.

After pondering.

Suddenly he asked: "What is a sword tower?"

Tang Yi:? ? ?

What did he hear?

How dare you sign up without even knowing what the Sword Tower is?

After taking a deep breath and waiting for all the maids to retreat, the little fat man Fang said with a complicated expression:

"The Sword Tower is under the jurisdiction of the six major sects of Xihai Prefecture and has nine floors. Anyone who practices swordsmanship will gain considerable benefits every time he passes through one floor.

According to rumors, there is another item on the ninth floor that is very important to sword cultivators. As long as they can pass it, they can get it.

Moreover, the strangest thing about this sword tower is that only those who have cultivated swords under the seventh realm can get the rewards of each level.

If you enter the Seventh Realm or above, it will become a pure experience tower. The difficulty of each level will be doubled. The higher the cultivation level, the higher the difficulty, and you will not get any rewards.

Even among those who are strong in the Thirteenth Level, those who can break into the ninth level are very rare. "

"What is the reward for the ninth level? Has anyone passed the seventh level?" Ning Ruan now feels more and more that her second father threw her here just for this sword tower.