Volume 1 Chapter 220 Light Ball
Chapter 220 Light Ball
He stepped back a few steps and threw out several more spells, blasting out a piece of open space around the pagoda. He covered his ears and cursed inwardly: "It's such a big fuss, but it only blasted out such a small area." The explosive power of the Seven-Star Black Talisman can move soil and level mountains, but it can only blast out a small pit of a few meters on the third floor of the Refining God Temple. These grasses are really weird.
After blasting out a road, Zhang Pa circled around the pagoda. The pagoda is made of red bricks, which is very solid. Even the Seven-Star Talisman can't be destroyed. He looked carefully at the direct joints between bricks, and wanted to try whether the method used on the second floor would work here. In the end, there was nothing to find. The bricks were neatly stacked and the seams were neat and straight.
He raised his hard iron knife with his backhand and chopped at the pagoda. There was a bang, sparks flew everywhere, and there was not even a scratch on the tower.
Zhang Pa's arms were numb from the shock, and he shook his hands and muttered: "It's really solid." The broken tower can't be smashed, which means there is a mechanism, but where is the mechanism? I circled the pagoda again. It was all bricks, with tiles used to build the edges between the layers. The nine-story pagoda has nine layers of edges. Except for the decreasing size, the shapes and materials are mostly the same.
Is there a mechanism on the top of the pagoda? You can't fly here. Put your hands on the pagoda and use the suction of your palms to climb up the pagoda. The whole pagoda is made of red bricks and green tiles, but there is a ball of light the size of a head on the top of the pagoda. Zhang Pa's eyes lit up. This thing is fun and must be worth a lot of money. He took out a hard iron knife and pried it down. After trying for a long time without success, he sat on the ball of light in frustration, pressing the left and right sides of the ball with his hands. I habitually sent my consciousness over, and immediately felt dizzy, as if a vortex sucked me in, and there was darkness in front of my eyes.
After a while, the dizziness disappeared, but the darkness still existed. I stood in the air without a foothold, not knowing where I was or how big this place was. Looking up and down, it was all dark and invisible.
The third floor was too troublesome. The first two floors combined were not as troublesome as this one. First there was the strange grass, then the strange tower. Just by touching the light ball on the strange tower, I was thrown into this unknown hell place.
Could it be in the light ball? Zhang Pa thought randomly, raised his hand to cast the lighting spell, and with a slight sound, the spell failed. He was stunned. No way, what's going on? He used other spells, but they all failed without exception.
Now it's fun, how to get out? Didn't you say that the Refining Temple is not too dangerous? I went to the road of no return after only reaching the third floor.
Looking down at the ground, it was dark and I couldn't see anything. I squatted down to touch it, but there was nothing. I could touch the soles of my shoes. Do I have to stand here forever? I stood up and took a tentative step forward. It was strange. There was nothing, why did I feel like I was on the ground? Then I took another step, and then another step, and I could actually walk in the air.
The nothingness under my feet seemed like a transparent mirror. Zhang Pa ran quickly on it. He wanted to find the boundary. At his speed, he could run a few miles in the blink of an eye, but now he has been running in the dark for two hours and has not hit the border. Is this place too big? Or is there a spell restriction? Zhang Pa stopped and closed his eyes to meditate.
There was no sky or ground, and it was dark without light. Although there was no clue, there must be a way to get out. The Temple of Refining Gods would not set a dead end to help the monks refine their spirits.
After thinking for a long time, he couldn't think of a way. He raised his hand to scratch his face, and suddenly remembered that this hand had just touched the sole of the shoe. A light flashed in his mind. His feet were in the air and couldn't go down, but his hands could reach down. He squatted down and stretched out his hand, which was much higher than the sole of the shoe. He waved his hand, but there was nothing to stop him. His hands could go down, but I wonder if his body could go down?
He bent down and touched it with his head, and he could also go over his feet. He made up his mind to fight, kicked his feet hard, stretched his hands forward, and stabbed down with his head down.
He fell a few meters, and the scenery in front of him changed, and Zhang Pa appeared in the tower house. He fell headfirst to the ground, and in a hurry, he stretched out his arms, supported himself with his palms, and rolled over to stand steadily. Only then did he have time to look at the tower house. There were two doors in front and back, one down and one up. There were two old cushions in the house. Looking up, an arc-shaped light surface emitted a soft light to illuminate the house. Zhang Pa thought about it and thought that this should be the bottom of the big light ball outside the pagoda. It turned out that the light ball was the passage to enter the pagoda.
The Refining Temple was really incredible. There was no ordinary way in and out. Looking at the door in front of him, this tower house was the top floor of the pagoda. Why was there a way to go up? Could it be the passage to the fourth floor?
Who cares? Even if it is not the fourth floor, it is at least a way. Zhang Pa walked forward and lowered his head to pass through the door. The scenery in front of him changed again. The sky was clear and the water was rippling. Zhang Pa appeared in the sky.
You can't fly here. After going out, you can't react in time. You fall down like a cannonball and fall into the sea. He struggled to float to the surface. There was no more nothingness around him. There was only water in sight. The boundless sea water surrounded Zhang Pa. At this time, the golden elixir in his brain began to tremble, more violently than the previous two times, and the fluctuation of spiritual power also increased a lot, and his cultivation was improved again. This time the improvement was as if assisted by God. With him as the center, the sea water began to rotate, gradually rotating faster and faster, forming a huge vortex. There were also countless vortices in Zhang Pa's body, spinning wildly, absorbing and driving the nearby spiritual power into the body, and slowly calmed down after a full hour.
The vortex in Zhang Pa's body calmed down, and the vortex in the sea water outside his body also stopped. Zhang Pa was a little depressed. After passing three levels in a row, his body's spiritual power was more than three times that of before, and his cultivation was enhanced even more, but no matter how strong his cultivation was, he could not break through and advance. His cultivation had already reached the critical point, but after passing three levels in a row, he was only infinitely close to this critical point and could not break through! He had to find a reason to comfort himself. What the hell!
Just after he said he saw a ghost, Zhang Pa really saw a ghost. A black monster with a ghost face appeared on the sea in the distance, holding a steel fork and running towards him. The two feet were huge and black, and they could walk on the water at a very fast speed.
Zhang Pa was dizzy looking at him, what is this? Turning his head, there was an arch close to the water surface, which must be the passage to get out. Doesn't this guy want to get out?
Soon the ghost-faced monster ran up to him, raised the fork and stabbed without saying a word. Zhang Pa hurriedly dodged in the water and cursed: "You are sick." The ghost-faced monster pretended not to hear and stabbed him again.
It was inconvenient to move in the water. Zhang Pa couldn't fly or tread water, so he had to dive and escape. But the ghost-faced monster plunged into the water with a splash and chased him.
What kind of hell is this place? It doesn't allow me to fly, and it doesn't allow me to tread water? Zhang Pa was indignant. When he turned around, he saw the ghost-faced monster swimming as easily as a fish, faster than walking on the water. Zhang Pa was furious and wanted to scold the guy, but he couldn't speak because he was underwater. He had no choice but to use a heavy weight, and the whole person fell straight down like a big iron ball, faster than lightning.
The ghost-faced monster had no time to catch up, so he cast a few spells on the steel fork in his hand and threw it with all his strength, and the steel fork flew towards Zhang Pa.