Chapter 582: All-powerful Spirit Art
After Xuan Tian stared at Song Qingming for a few times, he continued to explain: "Since I was ordered to stay in the Tongtian Tower, although I can't remember how many years I have spent here, it should be at least tens of thousands of years. Come on.
Although I am a weapon spirit and have no worries like longevity, I will always feel a little bored if I stay here for a long time. The Heaven Token in your hands is something I refined here when I was bored. It is used to attract many outside monks to come here.
About every thousand years or so, I will take out a few people who have dispersed into the world of immortality below. Those who come here with the Tongtian Order can directly enter the second floor of Tongtian Pavilion and compete for some spiritual objects I have prepared for them.
As time goes by, more and more people can enter Tongten Pavilion. During this period, I have invited many people to come to the third floor to accept the inheritance that I have been guarding. However, I still have not found one. A person who meets the requirements. "
A weapon spirit body like Xuantian can survive in the world as long as the attached true body spirit treasure is not damaged. When Song Qingming heard that the other party had been in the Babel Tower for tens of thousands of years, he didn't feel it in his heart. What an accident.
However, I heard that the people previously selected by the other party all came in with the Heavenly Order. It stands to reason that there should be many Yuanying monks here. Even geniuses like them in the world of immortality are not suitable. So what will Xuantian do this time? How did you fall in love with yourself?
"Senior, then the reason why you chose me this time is because of that ring!"
Xuan Tian nodded slightly at Song Qingming and said: "My little friend is right, it is indeed true! The ring you brought to the sky was brought out from here by a person who was selected by me a long time ago. "
"That's it! I wonder if I'm not very talented. I was a bit confused before as to why I was chosen by you. Now it seems that it's thanks to this senior."
Song Qingming couldn't help but sigh after hearing Xuan Tian explain the question that he had always been confused about.
After Xuan Tian gave Song Qingming a thoughtful look, he continued to speak: "Of all the people who entered here back then, I think this person has the most outstanding talents in all aspects.
I thought that he should be the successor of the mantle that I have been waiting for for many years to find. Unexpectedly, in the end, he failed to complete the test and returned here, and this Ring of Heaven fell into your hands. "
"To be fair to the seniors, the juniors also got this thing and the Heavenly Token from a market a hundred years ago. I remember what the Qi Refining monks said at that time, they got these two things from a place near the Fuyun Mountains. Found in the cave.
At that time, the juniors didn't know what these two things were, so they didn't ask them any more questions. Now I think that the owner of the cave holding these two things must have something to do with this senior.
It's a pity that more than a hundred years have passed, and the few Qi Refining Cultivators who found the cave have probably passed away long ago, and it is impossible to figure out the cause of this matter. "
Xuan Tian waved his hand and shook his head: "It doesn't matter. Since he failed to come back, it proves that he is not the person I should be looking for, and he has nothing to do with me anymore.
As for you, based on your qualifications, to be honest, I definitely don’t like you. Over the years, I have found a lot of people with outstanding talents. Even they can’t complete the test. I hope you can really do it. It’s also a little too difficult for you.
But since you are already here, I always give you a chance. The three techniques you just chose are a small part of the many inheritances of the master of this cave. The other major inheritances are actually here in front of you. in the painting.
However, if you want to get this complete inheritance, you must practice the technique he passed down to the late Nascent Soul stage. This is also the test he left behind back then.
So far, among the monks who have accepted the test, the one who is closest to success is the one who originally held the Heaven-Bearing Ring. When he came in for the last time, he had just practiced this technique to the middle stage of Nascent Soul. "
"I dare to ask Senior Xuantian, what was his cultivation level like when you last saw him?"
"At that time, his cultivation level had already reached the ninth level of Nascent Soul, and he was only one step away from entering the realm of divine transformation. It's a pity that he failed to complete the test in the end. Otherwise, if he could enter the painting and get the inheritance left in it, with his It shouldn’t be difficult for one’s qualifications to further advance to the stage of divine transformation.”
After Xuan Tian finished speaking, he turned around with a smile, shook his head, and sighed with regret.
Song Qingming was slightly excited when he heard Xuantian mentioning that the inheritance in the painting could help him break through to the realm of divine transformation.
However, his current cultivation level is still a bit too far away from reaching the stage of becoming a god.
And according to what Xuantian just said, even a talented ninth-level Nascent Soul cultivator failed to complete this test. This shows that the skill that needs to be practiced will definitely not be as simple as he imagined.
"Okay! I have basically told you what I need to say. Next, I will pass on the part before the Nascent Soul stage to you first. If the Babel Tower opens next time, you will be lucky enough to enter the Nascent Soul stage. Realm, I will pass on all the following techniques to you when the time comes.”
Xuan Tian had just finished speaking, and without waiting for Song Qingming to agree, he waved his sleeves and a golden light flew out, directly into Song Qingming's sea of consciousness.
Soon Song Qingming felt that there was an extra golden scroll in his sea of consciousness, with five small black characters written on it, "The Art of All Souls".
"One more thing you have to remember is that there is a special restriction on this technique, and it cannot be passed on to others. Including what I said to you today, you can only keep it in your heart.
Your cultivation level is still too low now. If others find out, I'm afraid it will bring you some disaster! "
Song Qingming nodded when he heard this, then bowed and cupped his hands and said: "Thank you, senior, for reminding me, I will definitely remember this!"
"Well! I've said all that needs to be said here. What happens next depends on your own destiny. If you don't have any questions, then I will send you out directly!"
As soon as Xuan Tian finished speaking and was about to raise his hand to cast a spell, Song Qingming hurriedly stepped forward and interrupted him.
"Senior, please be slow. Now there are Nascent Soul cultivators outside. It is too dangerous for the junior to go out now. Could you ask the senior to send the junior directly to the outside of Babel Tower?"
Facing Song Qingming's request, Xuan Tian smiled and shook his head and replied: "I have only controlled some of the restrictions in the tower, and I can't send you directly out of the tower now.
But you don’t have to worry. I can see everything in the tower at any time, and I will definitely not teleport you to those Nascent Soul monks on purpose. "
After Xuantian finished speaking, another white light shot out from his hand. After the white light flew into the air, it turned into a white scroll within a moment.
Then, under Xuantian's control, the white scroll slowly opened in front of Song Qingming, and various scene patterns with different pictures began to appear on it.
In some of the patterns, there were figures flashing or fighting from time to time. After Song Qingming took a closer look, he discovered that the various scenes depicted in the paintings were exactly the scenes in the Tower of Babel at this moment.
"I can send you to any place on the ninth floor. You can choose where to go next!"
After Song Qingming quickly glanced around the scroll, he originally wanted to find a secluded and uninhabited place above. Unexpectedly, when his eyes saw two figures fighting on the second floor of Tongten Pavilion below, he suddenly suddenly Zi stopped.
After staring at the picture for a moment, Song Qingming took a deep breath, turned to Xuantian and cupped his hands and said: "Senior Xuantian, I wonder if this junior can make another request to you."
"This! As long as it's within my capabilities, I can consider it.
But don’t expect to get anything else from me now. All the skills and spiritual objects here have been banned by the original owner. Each person can only take away three items at a time. You can’t take more out. of. "
After Xuantian finished speaking slowly, he glanced at Song Qingming thoughtfully.
Upon seeing this, Song Qingming immediately shook his head and said, "Senior, don't worry, I have no such intention."
"Junior has a friend who is traveling with us. I just saw her on the second floor of Tongtian Pavilion. She seems to have encountered some troubles and is unable to escape. I wonder if senior Xuantian can help to rescue her and teleport her out with me!"
"Are you talking about the girl in red above?" Xuan Tian looked at the place on the scroll where Song Qingming had just seen, and asked with some meaning in his tone.
Song Qingming immediately nodded slightly and said, "That's right! This junior was able to enter the ninth floor this time because of her. Without her help, I probably wouldn't have had the chance to meet you, senior."
"Okay! I can help you once, but I can't help her fight off the enemy directly. If you want to help her escape, you need to take action yourself!"
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On the second floor of Tongten Pavilion, in a secret room.
The fire phoenix, wrapped in a layer of very rich blood-colored mist, struggled to activate the red flames surrounding her body to resist the constant erosion of the blood mist around her.
At this time, Huo Feng's face had gradually gained a strange blood-red color in many places due to the constant invasion of poisonous blood in the blood mist, and it had long lost its previous calmness.
She frowned, knowing that her opponent was much stronger than her, and that she might not be able to hold on for too long if she continued to fight. She kept thinking about how she could retreat from the enemy next.
The blood demon ancestor who was constantly driving the blood mist on the side looked at the fire phoenix who was already at his wits' end in the blood mist, and the sinister smile on his face became even more serious.
"Haha! I have to say that you are a little surprised that you can survive for so long after being poisoned by my blood, but you should stop here."
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