Who Dares Slander My Senior Brother

In the lower spirit world, there are only four levels of Qi training, foundation building, Jindan, and Yuanying. There is insufficient spiritual energy between heaven and earth, and there are many restrictions.After a monk enters the Void Refinement, he can ascend to the spirit world, where demonic cultivators, Taoist cultivators, and divine beasts gather, and it is a completely different new world.

The Immortal Execution Pagoda is a very rare magic weapon in the Void Refinement Stage in the lower spirit world!

On that day, Wen Jing swung his sword at the Zhuxian Tower in a dignified manner, and immediately the world spun, and his body was compressed and retracted.Before he could react, the rumbling noises around him stopped, and he fell like a sandbag on a hard and warm ground.

Wen Jing touched the ground in a daze, then looked up at the gradually reddening walls around her, panicked, and immediately let go of her feet and ran.

The walls are about to become hot, and within a short while, the Zhuxian Pagoda will be covered in flames!

According to the outline of the second volume of "The Calamity of All Living Beings", there are eight tragic fire vents in the tower. They are usually quiet and there is no abnormality, but if someone comes in, they will continuously spray out the true fire of Samadhi until they burn people. into bacon and then burnt to ashes.

But even if the real fire of Samadhi can burn people to death, there are a few dead spots in the tower, and the flames can't burn it temporarily.However, this flame is not a vegetarian, it will change direction every half an hour, Jun Yanzhi needs to walk through the flames to rush to a new dead end.

He was trapped in the tower for more than a year without a moment's rest. He was burnt beyond recognition by the flames, and he managed to find a way out of the tower by luck, and finally saved his life.

Wen Jing found out this method after going through untold hardships, but he knew it without any effort.

It's just that knowing is one thing, and whether he can succeed depends on his luck and ability.

The most important thing is not to be burned to death by fire!

With a sound of "Hula", the surroundings suddenly became bright, and raging fire burst out, and the orange-yellow was hot, and the tower was submerged in an instant.

Wen Jing used all his strength to fly around inside the tower, and said in a panic, "Where are those blind spots!"

Run, run, run——!

Jun Yanzhi's cultivation base and speed were more than ten times higher than Wen Jing's, but only a few points faster than that flame.When Wen Jing was panicking, he suddenly felt a hot, burning pain on his buttocks.He immediately widened his eyes, cursed "Go to your Zhuxian Pagoda", opened up all the firepower, and started to circle around the fiery red tower wall like a hot wheel under his feet.

"This is real ass fire!"

The potential aroused at the critical moment made Wen Jing unbelievable. A heat wave hit her from behind, and Wen Jing was frightened. She didn't know whether she was sweating cold or hot, so she jumped!

The next moment, his body was tightly pressed against the fiery tower wall, but the tongue of flame behind him stopped a foot away from him, and it couldn't burn anymore.

He turned around with lingering fear, and the raging flames filled the tower with anger. The scene was like expanding the surface of the sun infinitely, and it was like standing at the crater to watch the lava erupt. It can even be considered magnificent, making people unconsciously feel small and humble.

At the critical moment, he finally hid in a blind corner.

The pain in the butt was terrible, Wenjing couldn't see it, so he had to touch it carefully.Fortunately, he ran fast just now, but he was already burnt, and there was even a burning smell.

He suddenly felt sad.

He groped around for a while, and took out a Lu Zhishan for his elixir to swallow.It can be said that it is a drop in the bucket to use this golden elixir stage elixir to heal the burns of the magic weapon in the refining stage. The wound will not heal naturally, but at least it can relieve the pain.

The butt really doesn't hurt much.

No pain in the butt, the brain can function normally.Although the air made him sweat profusely, just take it as a free sauna.

Wen Jing's mood calmed down, her lips were tightly pursed, and her eyes searched for the highly desirable exit mentioned in the outline in the roaring flames.

The flames erupted alternately, and Jun Yanzhi had to change places every half an hour.He was trapped in the tower for a year, exhausted physically and mentally, scarred and almost disheartened by the real fire of samadhi, but supported by an indelible hatred, he promised that if he could escape from the sky one day, he would kill him. Do everyone who is sorry for him.

On this day, he accidentally came to a blind spot.

This blind spot is a bit strange, the pattern of a sword is engraved on the wall, which is really ugly.

Although Jun Yanzhi had been to this blind spot before, he also felt that the sword was a little weird, but he never understood how to deal with it.On this day, he was disheartened, and by accident, he used his fingers to draw along the outline of the sword seven times.Suddenly there was a loud bang and white light burst out, and when he woke up again, he was no longer in the tower.

What Wen Jing was looking for was this blind spot.

In other words, he has to try and avoid them one by one until he finds the blind spot.

It doesn't sound too difficult...

About half an hour later, the flame suddenly became smaller. Wen Jing rubbed his hands and jumped out at a high speed. He flew close to the wall, quickly and carefully sweeping across the faintly red wall.

In just two seconds, the flames erupted again.Wen Jing yelled: "Why are you so fast!" Then he ran as if desperately fleeing for his life.

Now it doesn't matter if there is a sword engraved on the wall or not, as long as it is a blind spot, I will be grateful!

Dodging a ferocious flame in extreme danger, Wen Jing lowered his head and wiped his cold sweat.Suddenly, the left side suddenly brightened, and before Wen Jing could respond, the left half of his face was suddenly achingly hot, from the ear to the cheek, left eye, and then to the chin, everything was burning.

At that moment, the skin made a "chi chi" sound, like the sound from hell, spreading from the skin to the blood vessels, and the pain went deep into the soul.A strong burnt smell lingers in the nostrils.

"what--!"

He finally realized how painful Jun Yanzhi was, and what it meant to be beyond recognition.But he couldn't feel Jun Yanzhi's hatred.There is only distress in his heart.

Wen Jing's steps were chaotic, his body swayed, his left eye was so painful that he couldn't open it, but the only remaining right eye showed a cold light, and he clenched his teeth and rushed forward.

He doesn't want to die, doesn't want to die, doesn't want to die!

The flame was still burning on his cheeks, Wen Jing couldn't extinguish it, but his movements were a little slow, and his back was on fire again.

Wen Jing was extremely flustered, jumping around without any rules, but his luck was not as good as before, bumping into walls like a headless chicken, unable to find a safe corner.

He secretly felt uncomfortable, is he going to be buried in this place?Why should Jun Yanzhi die by his side!

In a hurry, Wen Jing drew out his long sword, and swept it away like a gust of wind sweeping away fallen leaves!

It was said in the outline that you must never fight with these flames. The flames are a bit temperamental, and the more they are provoked, the more ferocious and ruthless they will be.One of Jun Yan didn't know it at first, and used magic to resist it, but he was burnt and lost most of his life.

Sure enough, the flame was scattered a little, but suddenly there was a howl, as if enraged by the sword energy, Zhang Yawu grabbed it with a domineering aura.Wen Jing looked up, frightened by the flames that seemed to swallow him, and secretly thought that he couldn't hold back for a moment, my life is over!

Between life and death, Wen Jing thought angrily: Anyway, it's a death, so I just have to fight it out, don't worry about my mother-in-law.

He swung three swords in succession as if venting his hatred, the flames dodged lightly and rushed towards his body.

This time it was really about to die.

The flames touched his body, and there was a burst of burning pain all over his body. Wen Jing clenched his teeth, feeling sore in his heart, and Jun Yanzhi's face appeared in front of his eyes again.

At the last moment of life and death, he was the one who cared the most.

In a trance, a series of strange symbols slowly emerged and gathered in his mind, forming a sentence in his mind.

"The first level of "Five Elements Guiyuan Sword Art": rebirth from the ashes."

Huh? !

Hengyang Palace inheritance?

Suddenly, the scorching heat on his body suddenly slowed down, and the flame seemed to have sensed something, and slowly receded from his body.The surrounding lights faded away, leaving only a basketball-sized flame jumping in the air.

Wen Jing's left eye still couldn't be opened, and her body was still in pain, but she was completely stunned.

Why did the flame stop?

The flame had no face or expression, but Wen Jing felt that it was observing him.It circled Wen Jing a few times, then lightly touched the Su Xin Sword in his hand, returned to its original position, and fought Wen Jing face to face.

Wen Jing was so nervous that her heart almost jumped out.

While standing still, he quietly looked for the traces carved on the wall.The flame stayed motionless in mid-air, only its small tail swayed slightly, drawing a small circle of light.

Wenjing doesn't know what it's going to do, he just wants to go now!

Suddenly, the corner of his eye glanced at a group of faint traces on the wall.He couldn't see clearly, but the outline was slightly longer, and it was probably a sword!

He was staring at the flame a meter away.

"Can you hear me? What are you trying to do?"

Flame didn't answer, and the little tail continued to shake.

"You want me to play with you?"

"..."

Wen Jing flew up with a stride, towards the carving on the wall of the tower.

His movements were extremely fast, and he came to Ke Shi in an instant, his heart was surging, and he was so excited that he wanted to shout loudly.

That was indeed a carved sword!

You can escape now!

He stretched out his fingers tremblingly to touch.Unexpectedly, before he touched it, a ball of flames had already flown in front of him, and happened to block the sword engraved on the tower wall impartially.

Wen Jing hurriedly withdrew her finger!

What does this mean?This is not letting him out?

If he was caught by this fire, not to mention drawing along the engraved sword seven times, his fingers would be melted away in just ten seconds!

It's really horrible!

Wen Jing was so angry that his chest was blocked, he calmed down and discussed: "I think you don't want to burn me to death, how about this, let's make friends and let me out."

The flames were still.

Wen Jing said again: "I think you are kind-hearted, and you are a very good flame, otherwise I will take you out to play. The world outside is much more fun than this tower. For example,..."

After talking for a long time, Wen Jing's mouth was dry and frothy, and he almost lost his breath. It's a pity that even if he has the talents of Su Qin and Zhang Yi, the flame still remains silent.

Wen Jing gritted her teeth and said with a hoarse smile, "Since you are the real flame of samadhi, you must be arrogant. Why don't you tell me what you want and I will try my best to satisfy you?" The flame still remained silent.

One person, one fire completely stalemate.

Wen Jing fell to the ground, took out another pill and swallowed it.The pain in his body eased a little, but his mood became more tangled and uncomfortable.

The flame also fell down and stopped about one meter away from him.

Wen Jing said: "I think you can't speak, it's inevitable. Are you lonely in this tower and want to find someone to play with you?"

Flame wagged its little tail, ruthlessly.

Wen Jing rested for a while out of breath, finally regained her strength, and tried to escape several times.This group of flames seemed to be determined, and followed him lingeringly. Although it didn't hurt him, it didn't let him escape.

Wen Jing's heart was as frantic as a wild horse that had run loose, and after spending a day and a night with the flames, he finally drooped his head in despondency.

He throws in the towel.

"Please, let me go..."

Still useless.

Negotiating, negotiating, pleading, coercing and luring with this flame is a waste of time, it will not respond to soft and hard, invulnerable, no one can do anything to it.After Wen Jing touched the hard wall several times, he finally drew out his long sword and swung it.

Since you can't run, practicing sword is better than doing nothing.

At this time, the flame moved a little, and flew towards it.

Wen Jing was taken aback for a moment, what does the flame want to do?

An idea vaguely came to mind, but Wen Jing was not sure.He recalled the first stage of "Five Elements Guiyuan Sword Art" in his mind a little confusedly.

Rise from the ashes.

What is going on with this sword technique?

Wen Jing frowned in contemplation, carefully comprehending a line of words that appeared in his mind, and swung the Su Xin Sword in his hand involuntarily.

The Su Xin Sword immediately turned orange red, and the flames inside flowed, and it struck away with momentum like a rainbow.The sword qi split the flame immediately, hit the tower wall, and made a deafening collision, which echoed in the tower again.

Wen Jing was stunned.

The sword energy of this sword technique is so powerful!

The flame gathered together again immediately, wagging its little tail in front of him.

Wen Jing was so confused that he swung his sword again.

The small group of flames was scattered again, but gathered again very quickly.I don't know if it's his illusion, but the time of gathering this time seems to be a little slower than before?

Wen Jing tried to swing "Green Pine Guiding the Way", but the power of this sword technique seemed to be too small to leave traces and the flames could not disperse.

Wen Jing looked up at the dark top of the tower.

He wasn't very smart, and he couldn't figure out the meaning of the flame for a moment.But since he can disperse this flame, is there a way to break it?

Unless it is absolutely necessary, he does not want to practice the inheritance of Hengyang Palace.This is a treasure handed down from Junyan's family. It's too bad for him to accept the inheritance privately. So what's the matter with practicing?What will you pay him in the future?

But now it seemed that this was the only way to get out of the tower, so he had to give it a try.

Wen Jing gritted his teeth, sat quietly on the ground, and began to study "Five Elements Guiyuan Sword Art".

The days passed day by day, and the inside of the pagoda was like a deep cave, undisturbed, and I don't know how much time has passed.

……

I do not know how long it has been.

The weather was fine that day, and two little birds on the tree were chirping and combing each other's feathers.

Suddenly, a bunch of fuzzy and messy things appeared in the air, falling straight down, and the standing branches broke with a "crack".The female bird flapped her wings and flew up, hastily protecting the male bird that was on his chest, screaming angrily.

"Chirp! Chirp chirp!"

A pile of messy things fell on the ground, the whole body was red and black, the clothes were ragged, and there was a smell of burnt barbecue.

After a long time, the pile twisted and slowly climbed up, supporting the ground with the long sword in his hand, his voice choked with sobs: "Come out..."

The thing looked around, as if it couldn't hear the little bird's protest at all, and its bright eyes were full of tears.

"Come out... finally come out..."

Suddenly, the swarthy mass cried out loudly, startling the two little birds for a moment.

It turned out to be a neuropathy...

The thing sat on the ground and cried for a long time, finally refreshed, staggered to the side of the calm lake, and washed its face with clean water in a mess.

The lake slowly calmed down, clearly reflecting an extremely weird face, the right half was very handsome after washing, he could be regarded as a handsome boy, but the left half seemed to have been stuffed into a stove and burned severely, the scalp and cheek It's all scars, and there's not even a trace of hair left.

Wen Jing had mixed feelings in his heart.He always hoped that he would not look too bad, otherwise standing beside Jun Yanzhi would really lower the average appearance of the two of them.

Unfortunately it backfired.

Originally, his face was only considered pretty, but now it was completely disfigured.