Chapter 1102: 9-story tower

"Xiao Zhou, are you okay?"

A white and slender hand stretched out from behind and placed it on Zhou Shu's shoulder. Tianlai novel ww

Zhou Shu shook his head, "It's okay."

"Is it all right?"

Li Aojian walked up to him, took a closer look, and said with concern, "In the past ten days, you have not moved. You said that you are cultivating, but why is your expression constantly changing? Anger, sometimes joy, sometimes excitement, and sometimes sorrow, is really incomprehensible..."

"Old Li, isn't he crazy, right?"

Zhu Dashan's head stretched in, staring at Zhou Shu with huge eyes, shaking his head up and down.

"Nothing, don't worry, it will be fine in a few days."

Zhou Shu smiled and waved his hand, showing a trace of caution, "Lao Li, the monster hasn't been here, right?"

Li Aojian nodded, "Don't worry, I watch it every day. If there is any, I will tell you, I guess that the monster has suffered a lot of injuries, even if it still follows, I dare not get too close to us."

Zhou Shu nodded, "Well, I will continue to practice, and things on the road will trouble you."

Zhu Dashan frowned, and said uncomfortably, "What's the trouble? Two batches of Sea Clan have come in these ten days, and they just got down without having fun. It didn't mean anything."

Zhou Shu smiled, "When you arrive at the Hidden Dragon Valley in a few days, you must have played it."

"Haha, I can't ask for it."

Zhu Dashan laughed, his head swayed and then retreated.

Li Aojian glanced at Zhou Shu with a lot of concern, "Cultivation belongs to cultivation, but be careful, are you cultivating Divine Soul Technique? It's not that easy to practice, especially when you are in such an unstable state. If it is stable, it is easy to make mistakes, so be careful."

"understand."

Zhou Shu nodded, "Old Li, I'm fine."

In a blink of an eye, Li Aojian disappeared, Zhou Shu shook his head slightly, seeming to mutter to himself, "I don't want to, but the guy from the city lord..."

After the city lord uttered the terrifying words "I can’t live, I can’t die," Zhou Shu didn’t have time to ask what was going on. His spirit in Wushuang City was immediately caught in a place. Places visited.

Obviously still in Wushuang City, but the scene is completely different from other places.

Although it is also a part of the tree, the surrounding branches are almost completely withered, and no trace of green can be seen. Between the dead wood and the remaining branches, there is a faint gray dead air, like an ancient tomb on a barren hill. .

"Is there any place like this in Wushuang City?"

Zhou Shu was still wondering, a strange force struck behind him, and he couldn't avoid it, and he was directly knocked in.

Amidst death, looking along a few old dead branches, a lonely tall tower stands in the distance. The tower seems to be tens of thousands of years old. It is painted and painted, and there are holes everywhere, as if It will fall down with a light touch, and I don't know how to support it until now.

"It's called the nine-story tower."

The voice of the city lord rang from behind Zhou Shu, "It is called the nine-story tower, which is actually eighteen stories, with the upper nine stories and the lower nine stories."

"Eighteenth Floor..."

Zhou Shu seemed to have realized something, and said slowly, "City Lord, is this also the place to cultivate souls?"

"Yes, you will understand the moment you see Bailong, every protector in Wushuang City is in charge of a soul-refining realm," the city lord said slowly, "but the nine-story pagoda is different from Yitian Pavilion and Shuren Lane. It is not only a test, but also a real life and death."

Zhou Shu questioned, "The real life and death?"

The city lord nodded and said calmly, "Yes, that is to say, after entering the tower, if you can't bear it, your spirit may really die. There is no way to save it. It is cruel, right? Because of this. , The nine-story tower has always been opposed by the protectors and messengers, so I abandoned the nine-story tower for a long time, almost ten thousand years ago, but recently I plan to reopen it, and you, will be the first and possibly the last to enter The messenger of Wushuang City."

"Is it just for me? I understand."

Zhou Shu looked at the nine-story tower, his expression gradually turned calm, and nodded, "Thank you for your care."

"No question?"

The city lord had a slight surprise, "So calm, it seems that you are ready?"

"Even if I'm not ready, the city lord won't let me out, right?"

A faint smile appeared at the corner of Zhou Shu's mouth, "And now I am also very interested in it."

The city lord nodded, "You understand, I didn't want to do this at first, but your progress in the past few years has really disappointed me. With your previous state, this should not be born. Time will not wait for others. I live. It has to be long, and you can wait, but some people are not."

"Yes."

Zhou Shuslow nodded his head slowly, without any excuse. His practice is like sailing against the current. If he does not advance, he will retreat. Although he is still improving and his degree is by no means slow, compared with his previous aggressiveness, he is really quieter. Harmful and unhelpful, what the city lord said really makes sense.

"Since you understand, then I won't say more, you go in, Bai Long is waiting for you inside."

Zhou Shu nodded and walked directly to the nine-story tower without looking back.

"About the nine-story tower, you may have guessed some, but I want to remind you that every level in the nine-story tower is more difficult than the total of the eighteen-story hell, but if you can pass, the benefits will be unexpected. ..."

The voice of the city lord gradually disappeared, and Zhou Shu at this time had already entered the nine-story tower.

The tower was so dark that almost nothing was visible. Amidst the vastness, two stairs were vaguely visible, one upward and the other downward. In front of the stairs, there stood a shadow, which was the white dragon that I had seen before.

"Up or down?"

The white dragon's voice was as gloomy as the death in the tower.

"under."

Zhou Shu didn't ask much. It was obvious that Bai Long didn't want to explain at all.

Bai Long nodded, walked away a few steps, and let out the downward stairs. Zhou Shu arched his hands and walked slowly towards the stairs.

When he walked to Bai Long's side, Bai Long suddenly moved, and a cloud of black mist filled Zhou Shu's body In a flash, the black mist all penetrated into Zhou Shu's right palm. , Forming a black spot as large as a pea.

"Senior, what are you doing?"

Zhou Shuli stood there, glanced at the black spots, and looked at Bai Long with some doubts.

"For the first time, I will give you a special treatment, but there will be no more afterwards."

Bai Long's voice was surprisingly cold, "When you can't help it, you can pierce the black spot and come back here, but you'd better not use it."

"Thank you senior."

Zhou Shu nodded, walked up the stairs, and took a step, as if stepping into a bottomless abyss, he couldn't stop falling down, and there was a strange feeling that his strength was being drawn away little by little.

Bang!

I don't know how long it took, he fell to the ground without any defense, only heard a click, and his right arm broke from his shoulder.

The pain at that moment is indescribable.