205: Conquer the level! Level 80

In the Lingxiao Sect, the Lingxiao Pagoda is a very special existence; almost every Disciple wants to enter it, but there are only ten slots.

Once the ten slots are filled, one cannot enter.

This isn't because the Sect is unwilling to give resources to the Disciples, but because the Lingxiao Pagoda contains a very special illusion mode.

Throughout the pagoda, there are a total of ten passages formed by illusions. Each passage exists independently, allowing entering Cultivators to hone themselves within.

However, if the number of people increases while the number of passages remains the same, the extra people will be randomly assigned to these ten passages.

But once the number of people in a passage increases, the effectiveness of the training decreases.

It might not even achieve any effect at all.

Therefore, the rule was established that only the top ten Disciples could enter. This not only ensures that the top ten can focus on their Cultivation but also motivates others to Cultivate hard and strive for the top... On the other side, after Feng Ming entered the Lingxiao Pagoda, he curiously looked around the space he was in.

This place was a space of about three hundred square meters.

On the wall directly in front of the space, there was a white vortex in a static state.

It should be the entrance to the second floor, but it appeared to be closed for now.

The entire space resembled a cave.

In the middle of the cave sat a swordsman wearing a black robe with a long sword on his back.

No need to guess; he was certainly the Guardian of this first level.

The other party clearly felt Feng Ming's presence as well and immediately stood up, saying to Feng Ming, "If you touch my body with your weapon, you win!"

After the Guardian finished speaking, he wasted no more words, quickly drew his sword, and assumed a combat stance.

Feng Ming saw a cold flash from the long sword, and the opponent rushed toward him.

He lunged straight at Feng Ming.

Feng Ming didn't waste words either, raising his hand in a Sword Finger!

A streak of cold light instantly brushed past the Black-Clothed Swordsman's long sword.

With a "swish," it directly pierced through the Black-Clothed Swordsman's body.

Feng Ming was somewhat surprised by this scene; the black-clothed man's reaction was not very fast, he wasn't even in the Golden Core Realm, and he looked to be at most at the Fifth Level Foundation Establishment.

At this moment, he also understood what the Sect Master meant by saying there was no difficulty.

As Feng Ming was thinking, he suddenly felt a warm current quickly merge into his body and it was soon absorbed.

This power wasn't much, but it was clearly felt, and his strength did indeed increase by a tiny bit.

Feng Ming laughed, "I felt this kind of effect on just the first floor. If dozens of floors accumulate, it seems it would be quite good."

At this moment, he finally understood why everyone wanted to enter the Lingxiao Pagoda; it would be foolish not to take strength given for free.

Of course, for Feng Ming, the strength increase brought by these levels was limited, after all, he was already at the Nascent Soul Stage.

The energy required for improvement was too much; this tiny bit had an inconspicuous effect.

However, for those with weaker strength, the improvement would be much greater.

Of course, this was only the first level, so Feng Ming still had some expectations for the rewards later on.

Next, he arrived at the second level.

The Guardian of the second level no longer used a sword but a saber.

His strength was also slightly stronger than the previous level.

After Feng Ming killed him, the feedback he received was still not much.

Next, Feng Ming went on a killing spree all the way, encountering different weapons and Guardians along the path.

The Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi rewards were only slightly more than before; clearly, this was a process of accumulation.

Starting from the eleventh level, the Guardians became Yao Beasts.

Their strength started from the first level of Foundation Establishment and remained so until the nineteenth floor.

These Yao Beasts were completely instantaneous kills for Feng Ming.

He rushed straight to the fiftieth floor in one breath, only then feeling slightly tired and stopping to rest for a moment.

The accumulation from the first fifty floors also caused Feng Ming's Realm to rise slightly; not enough to Breakthrough a level, but he gained half a level's worth of progress.

In other words, this kind of improvement would require at least half a month of Cultivation in a Spirit Gathering Formation.

But from the time he entered the Heaven-Reaching Tower until now, only three minutes had passed!

This also made Feng Ming more and more curious about what lay ahead.

Thinking this, Feng Ming entered the fifty-first level.

From the fifty-first to the fifty-ninth, there were no Guardians or Yao Beasts, but Formations.

Illusion Formations, Phantasm Formations, Killing Formations, Sealing Grand Formations, Heaven-Trapping Formations, and so on.

If one's strength was insufficient, they would probably have to find a way to crack them one by one.

But for Feng Ming, these Formations were simply too weak; facing such Formations, there was no need to consider how to crack them.

Breaking the laws with brute force was the best choice!

Thus, under Feng Ming's Sword Finger, the Formations were broken one after another, all the way to the sixty-first level.

Here, it changed back to Guardians.

However, the number had also changed, from one to five.

Moreover, these five people had a great rapport; if they joined forces, their strength was around the Seventh Level Golden Core.

Feng Ming felt that this level would be somewhat difficult for someone like Feng Mian.

But they could still pass; it was just a matter of time.

And their Realm could also improve significantly.

These people could not hinder Feng Ming's steps, and soon, Feng Ming reached the seventieth floor.

From the sixtieth to the sixty-ninth floor, Feng Ming found that the rewards of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi were much more than before; even a Nascent Soul expert like him felt like he was about to Breakthrough.

If it were Feng Mian, he estimated he could Breakthrough quite a bit; even if he didn't reach the Nascent Soul, he shouldn't be too far off.

According to this calculation, wouldn't Lu Qianqian have already broken through to the Nascent Soul Stage long ago? It was just that the Heaven-Reaching Tower was completely isolated from the outside world, so it couldn't be sensed from outside.

Now that Feng Ming had reached the seventieth floor, he was very close to the eightieth and ninetieth levels that the Sect Master had warned him about.

Feng Ming's attitude also became much more serious.

When he entered the seventieth level, he saw that the Guardian was a peculiar snow-white flower.

The flower just stood there quietly, but it faintly seemed able to affect a Cultivator's consciousness, giving the Cultivator an urge to stay.

But this urge was basically negligible for Feng Ming, after all, his Divine Sense had already entered the Dao.

However, such Mental Energy interference was not a good thing for others, as basically no one had mastered Mental Energy yet.

From the seventieth to the seventy-ninth, the levels were all similar, basically consisting of exotic flowers and rare herbs that targeted Mental Energy.

The difference was that some had active attacks, some had passive attacks, and some were simply used to trap the enemy.

Walking this path, Feng Ming felt very emotional; the design of this Lingxiao Pagoda was truly thoughtful, training the entering Cultivators from all aspects.

Not only that, but even the rewards were constantly changing; from the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi at the beginning to now, every level cleared would provide a trace of the feeling of enlightenment.

Although it was only for a brief ten seconds each time, for someone like Feng Ming who often drank enlightenment tea, he knew very well that it was the feeling of enlightenment.

And this feeling was extremely tempting for every Cultivator!

If the previous levels were training and improving basic strength, then starting from the seventieth level...

It was a dual improvement of a Cultivator's strength and Dao; the more levels one could pass, the more rewards they would receive!

Feng Ming looked at the entrance in front of him, his heart full of anticipation.

The eightieth level that the Sect Master had repeatedly emphasized was right before his eyes.

Feng Ming was very curious about how difficult this eightieth level actually was.

Thinking this, Feng Ming immediately walked into the entrance of the eightieth level.

The space of the eightieth level was similar to the previous ones, but the shape of the ceiling had changed.

It was a domed ceiling with a flat floor beneath his feet; there wasn't a single extra stone around, as if the entire area had been deliberately cleared!

In the entire space, there was only a similarly static vortex on the opposite wall; Feng Ming naturally recognized this vortex as the door to the next floor.

Feng Ming was a bit puzzled, not knowing what this level was supposed to test.

Or how it would test him.

He had just finished thinking when a voice rang out within the space.