Chapter 523 He hasn’t met anyone in ten years

Ten years after Lu Pingxi left the 40th floor, the first Yuanshen stage monk in 190 years appeared.

On the fortieth floor, which was full of greenery, countless monks observed this tribulation, and this monk at the peak of Yuanying lived up to expectations and broke through to the Yuanshen stage.

The cloud of calamity dissipated, and the monk exuded an extremely powerful pressure from the soul. He looked very young and full of confidence.

"I will be able to follow my predecessors soon." The young monk said.

The senior he was referring to was Lu Pingxi.

A group of Nascent Soul Stage monks immediately congratulated him and said, "Congratulations, one hundred and ninety years later, our Tenth Level of Purgatory has finally given birth to the Yuan Shen Stage. All this is thanks to our seniors."

Lu Pingxi's reputation has spread throughout the tenth floor of Purgatory. Although no one knows his name, his statues are everywhere, and the pillar of God that penetrated the tenth floor of Purgatory still stands there.

For hundreds of thousands of years, Lu Pingxi is the only person who has changed the landscape of the Immortal Tower.

The leader of the resistance alliance stood up and said with great relief: "It has finally begun. The Immortal Tower has been blocked since our tenth floor. I don't know how long it has been blocked. Now it has finally been opened. The first Yuanshen stage monk has finally Appeared."

The young Yuanshen stage monk's expression suddenly became serious, and he said: "Leader, are you here?"

The leader's reputation is also very wide. He is the monk who led the resistance alliance to fight against the ghosts for many years. In the end, he led all the monks to follow Lu Pingxi firmly, so everyone respects him very much.

The alliance leader was already very old. He smiled and said, "You are already in the Yuan Shen stage and are my senior. You don't need to talk to me like this anymore."

The young monk's eyes were moist, and he said: "Grandpa, I."

The alliance leader said: "I have no hope of breaking through the Yuanshen stage. My foundation has been destroyed. I can only live for forty or fifty years. But if I can see you becoming a Yuanshen, I will die without regrets."

The surrounding monks all showed lonely expressions, and the young soul couldn't bear to say: "Grandpa, don't worry, I will go to the 41st floor to find spiritual herbs for you. There will definitely be spiritual herbs to extend your life on the 41st floor. of."

Wow!

The rules chain suddenly rang.

The time has come, and the chain of rules will pull this young soul to the forty-first level.

The young monk shouted: "Wait for me, be sure to wait for me to come back!"

The rules chain locked the young monk and then pulled him to the forty-first floor. The other monks waved goodbye to him.

Several young Nascent Soul Peak cultivators shouted: "Wait for us, we will come right away."

The young monk could no longer hear him. He had already reached the forty-first floor.

The moment he arrived at the 41st floor, a bleak cold wind blew over, and the ice and snow with the power of rules fell down. In just a few breaths, the young monk felt that his soul was about to be frozen.

He was shocked. The situation on the forty-first floor was completely different from what he had imagined!

These forty-one layers are glaciers, glaciers that can freeze everything.

No! We can't let them come up. There is a Jedi on the 41st floor, a Jedi who can even freeze the Yuan Shen stage!

The young monk immediately shouted to the 40th floor. He tried to find an entrance to the 40th floor, but it didn't work. He was randomly teleported to the 41st floor.

He shouted: "You can't ascend, you must not ascend, this forty-level is a Jedi"

The sound of whistling wind and snow drowned out his voice, and a few seconds later, the biting cold wind froze him, and the regular low temperature also froze his soul.

The young monk just stood motionless in the snow. Finally, the snow covered him.

Another monk was buried on the tenth floor of the glacier.

···

"Um?"

In a cave, Lu Pingxi, wearing a white cloak, raised his head.

But what he saw was the howling wind and snow outside the cave, and in front of him, there was a bonfire with the flames burning tenaciously.

This is the fire of rules on the tenth floor of purgatory, but even the fire of rules cannot last long under the ice and snow. However, this flame can temporarily lighten the snow on Lu Pingxi's soul.

But this is only temporary. As soon as the fire of rules is extinguished, the snow on his soul will thicken, but Lu Pingxi is used to it.

At this moment, he was almost moving against a Mount Everest. The huge pressure oppressed him, but it also exercised him, making his soul tougher and stronger.

At this moment, a snowstorm was raging outside the cave, and a strong wind blew in, suddenly extinguishing the bonfire.

The cold instantly enveloped Lu Pingxi, but Lu Pingxi didn't care. He stood up, flicked the snow on his cloak, and left the cave.

The moment he left the cave, a violent storm and snow enveloped him, and the rules that froze his soul also attacked. Lu Pingxi immediately used the power of heaven and earth, but he could not stop this powerful power of rules.

The snow on his soul continued to thicken, but it could not completely freeze Lu Pingxi.

Lu Pingxi continued to move forward, and his pace was not slow. He walked like a normal person, not taking the snow that was as heavy as Mount Everest seriously at all.

He strode forward, braving the wind and snow, his snow-white cloak fluttering in the strong wind.

Lu Pingxi has reached the forty-fourth floor. He has been on the tenth floor of the glacier for ten years. No matter how difficult the tenth floor of the glacier is, he still survived.

It took him ten years to thoroughly learn how to survive on the tenth floor of this glacier. Although the snow on his soul was still thickening layer by layer, the growth rate of his soul's strength could already keep up with the speed at which his soul was frozen.

He was walking in the snow, and the blizzard was blowing.

For ten years, he hadn't met anyone. He had gone from the forty-first floor to the forty-fourth floor, but except for a few monkeys and snow rabbits, he didn't see anyone or a monk.

Of course, not counting those who were frozen in the glacier at his feet, those monks who had been frozen for who knows how many years ago, they could not leave here in their lifetime, and no one could save them.

The road Lu Pingxi walked was a veritable road of death.

He moved on, and not long afterward he felt a surge of heat.

It seems that there is a hot spring ahead that can lead to the 45th floor. This hot spring can at least help Lu Pingxi relax.

He walked forward for another four or five hours, and then he saw the steam rising continuously. But to his surprise, this time Lu Pingxi encountered not only a small hot spring, but a very large one. Hot spring lake.

At least, Lu Pingxi couldn't see the edge at a glance. The hot spring lake was constantly steaming, but strangely, there was no animal in the lake.

There were small animals in the hot springs that Lu Pingxi encountered before to keep warm, but this time, the situation seemed to be different.