Starting My Cultivation With Time Management

After passing through the long and narrow corridor, everyone entered the secret realm of the Demon Lock Tower.

The first scene after coming to the secret realm is a spacious hall.

The real Jinghua asked everyone to rest here and adjust their state, so everyone sat or stood, or chatted with the same door, or looked around cautiously.

Because of Qiu Changtian's reminder, Ling Yunpo was extra vigilant about his surroundings.

He noticed that the hall is a regular octahedron, that is, it consists of eight walls, and the dome is an octahedral cone.

All the walls, floors, and domes were inscribed with some kind of strange, yet familiar, text.

Xianzhuan.

This kind of immortal script, also known as tadpole script, is composed of various curved strokes that resemble tadpoles.

It is said that every word has no meaning, or has infinite meaning.

Only when a large number of immortal seals form a sentence, a paragraph, or even an article, can it have readable and understandable meaning.

According to Kunlun Mirror, anyone with this kind of immortal script can be regarded as an ancient thing - the ancient times here are even older than the era of the ancient chanting and cutting sects.

It also proves that the Lock Demon Pagoda was not built by ancient teachings, but an even more ancient building.

"A Jing." Ling Yunpo asked again, "Can you read the meaning of these immortal seals?"

"Humans and monsters have different paths." Kunlun Jing replied.

"What's the meaning?"

"It's literally." Kunlun Jing said, "Humans and demons are not the same after all, so don't let your guard down."

"So the senior who built the Demon Lock Tower is still a racist." Ling Yunpo said casually, suddenly noticing that Qiu Changtian was gone.

"Hey, where did he go?"

"He left a long time ago, so you don't need to care." Kunlun Jing said.

Ling Yunpo frowned, only to hear An Zhisu ask with concern:

"Senior brother, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Ling Yunpo hurriedly laughed.

"Don't be too nervous." An Zhisu comforted him, "Although there are many monsters in this demon lock tower, the most powerful ones are all at the lower level."

"Besides, there is Jin Danzhen leading the team, we don't need to worry too much."

Ling Yun said yes, and smiled helplessly in his heart.

What Senior Sister An said made sense, but I couldn't explain it to her. I only knew that there would be danger ahead by opening the door.

Therefore, he could only hide the worry on his face, and skillfully showed a reassuring smile.

After a short rest, Master Jinghua summoned the Shushan disciples again and announced that they would enter the free movement time.

The eight walls have arches under them, corresponding to the passage corridors leading to eight directions, which is exactly the meaning of the eight doors of Qimen Dunjia.

Among them, in addition to the gate of life leading to the outside of the tower, there are seven passages in total: Kai, Huo, Du, Jing, Jing, Injury, and Death.

Opening the door leads to the next floor, and the closing door leads to a non-hazardous safe area.

The Du and Jing gates lead to low-risk areas, where the demons are less aggressive and most likely won’t take the initiative to attack humans.

The two doors of shock and injury lead to the medium-risk area, in which the demon will actively attack people, so you need to be more careful.

Dead door, leading to high-risk areas, the monsters behind are often powerful, or have strange abilities, which are absolutely difficult to deal with.

Jinghua Zhenren suggested that the disciples of the succulent level should enter the Du and Jing gates, and the rest of the disciples should enter the shock and injury gates, and carry out their respective trials.

In addition, the top five seats in the Immortal Sword Ranking can enter the dead gate.

Having said that, the real Jinghua sneered again and said:

"Of course, if you have confidence in your own strength, you don't have to act according to my advice. Anyway, every year there are disciples who try to challenge higher difficulties. A few hide it, and most of them seek their own death. In any case, not my business."

"I only give you one hour. When the time is up, I will lead the team to the next floor, and I will not wait for it to expire."

After he finished speaking, he leaned back against the wall of Xiumen, crossed his arms, and closed his eyes quietly.

After thinking about it for a moment, everyone formed teams in twos and threes and dispersed into the surrounding gates.

Ling Yunpo watched from behind, and saw that there were slightly fewer people who chose Du and Jing, and the most people were shocked and injured. Strangely, many disciples chose Xiumen because it was only the first floor and did not intend to participate in the trial.

Duan Fenhai is also among them, and it seems that he does not intend to put too much effort on the first floor.

Guan Shanyue stood up and walked directly towards Jingmen; Lin Duanshan chose the dead door. Therefore, in the first five seats of Xianjian, only Ling Yunpo and An Zhisu have not chosen.

"Junior brother, which one do you want to choose?" An Zhisu said with a smile.

"It's all up to Senior Sister." Ling Yunpo said immediately.

"This blood pool is in the dead gate on the twenty-eighth floor of the Demon Locking Tower, so you shouldn't miss it." An Zhisu said with a smile, "As for the trials on the other floors, you can go or not."

"If Junior Brother wants to get used to it in advance, Senior Sister can take you to the Dead Gate."

Ling Yunpo was overwhelmed with emotion. Listen, the "dead gate" that other disciples do not recommend to go to is just "going around" for my senior sister.

He was silent for a moment, and found that the Kunlun Mirror did not stop him, he nodded and said:

"Then go for a walk."

"Well, let's go, Junior Brother." An Zhisu stood up lightly.

The two walked towards the door of death, and immediately attracted the attention of countless Shushan disciples.

Before arriving at the arch, An Zhisu stretched out his hand to hold Ling Yunpo, and then walked in.

This is not meant to be ambiguous, but there is a magic formation in the lock demon tower. Even if the two enter one after the other, it is easy to go to different rooms - so hold hands just in case.

Ling Yunpo was pulled by Senior Sister's hand, only to feel that her soft weeds were smooth and warm, and her fingers were long and slender, so she couldn't help but interlace her five fingers and clasped them together.

An Zhisu blushed slightly, but was embarrassed to show his shy expression to his junior brother, so he quickly turned his head and quickened his pace.

Ling Yunpo followed closely behind her, and she could only see her fair and slender neck, which seemed to have a slight blush.

Stepping into the door of death, I saw the surrounding darkness, as if all the light was isolated from the door of death.

Ling Yunpo glanced around with his divine sense, but this time he didn't encounter any isolation. He only knew that he and his senior sister were in a long and narrow passage.

Continue to walk for dozens of steps, and suddenly you are enlightened. This is also a typical effect of space-like arrays.

I saw that the two were in a valley at this time.

There are no trees in the valley, but there are large expanses of lush grassland, and there are rivers passing through it.

This is a typical Longyou regional climate. When you leave the school and go out to practice before Qiu Changtian, you are basically used to seeing this kind of scenery.

I only heard An Zhisu's sudden warning:

"Junior brother, be careful! It's the scorpion!"

Before he finished speaking ~www.wuxiamtl.com~, several monsters broke out of the ground.

These monsters look like Komorado dragons, with red-yellow scales covering their bodies, claws, fangs, and serrated tails.

Ling Yunpo immediately followed An Zhisu Yujian, but saw one of the monsters called "竫窳", and his pupils suddenly contracted violently.

It opened its mouth wide and roared anxiously. Although Ling Yunpo couldn't understand the demon words, he could hear the horror in them, as if he was saying:

"Be careful! It's the grass-cutting sword fairy!"

The other two scorpions were stunned when they heard the sound, then hurriedly rolled over and turned around.

In the next second, the Dao Fa on the Frostfall Sword was activated, and the boundless snowflakes shot down, accompanied by An Zhisu's angry shout:

"Where is the monster going!"