Chapter 211

Ninety three people, except Gu Zheng, looked at the small bowl in front of them in doubt.

A small bowl full of thick juice, black, looks like ink, without any smell. Even the two elders are inexplicable.

Gu Zheng laboriously picked up the bowl and gulong Gulong drank all the ink in the bowl into his stomach. A warm current immediately rushed to the Dantian, and the exhausted immortal power was quickly replenished.

"One bowl per person, no drop left, drink up all!"

Gu Zheng said slowly. Everyone looked at Gu Zheng and boiled this pot of ink in eight hours. There was still fragrance before. Now there is no fragrance. Let them drink it?

"Follow the leader's orders and drink!"

The worry free elder first picked up the small bowl in front of him and looked at it. As soon as he closed his eyes, he drank all the ink in the bowl into his stomach.

As soon as the ink entered his stomach, he felt a warm current rising in the Dantian.

When they saw that the eldest elders had drunk, even if others held their noses, they had to drink all the ink in front of them. Everyone picked up the small bowl and drank the ink in the bowl, especially the female disciples, almost frowning before drinking.

There are more than 30 female disciples in Emei. They are usually married internally. If there are not enough women, they will find ways to ask for marriage from outside. However, people without inner strength are absolutely not allowed to enter here to live.

Families without inner strength are arranged on the periphery.

The ink color is ugly, but the taste is not bad. It's good to drink. Once you drink it, you can't help drinking it.

After drinking the ink, everyone, like the elder, felt the enthusiasm in the Dantian.

"This is a medicine juice that can increase internal strength!"

The elder suddenly shouted in surprise, and everyone felt that this heat flow was transforming into their internal strength and enhancing their cultivation.

"All disciples, keep the Dantian, get rid of miscellaneous thoughts and practice Kung Fu!"

The elder scolded, including himself. Like Gu Zheng, everyone sat cross legged and began to work silently and digest the ink he had just drunk.

The huge square, where everyone sat, was silent.

Gu Zheng was the first to wake up. It was an hour since he drank the ink just now, and most of the exhausted immortal power recovered. The efficacy of this bowl of ink is really good. You know, Gu Zheng secretly incorporated a Xianyuan pill into it in order to increase the efficacy.

Xianyuan pill, that's a real Xiandan. Xianli can be increased, let alone internal strength. Gu Zheng now has more than a dozen Xianyuan pills. This time, in order to strengthen the effect of Zengyuan food repair, he simply added one.

Any elixir can be integrated into the eating practice, which is another feature of the eating practice. Unlike the elixir, some elixirs cannot be taken at the same time, otherwise there will be conflict or waste, while the eating practice will not. The added elixir is like a raw material, which can increase the function of the eating practice.

Moreover, Xiandan is a finished product, not a raw material. It does not need to be specially integrated. It can increase the effect without consuming Xianli.

Gu Zheng stood up. The people around him were still sitting cross legged. Gu Zheng didn't wake them up. He went to the platform and looked at the tower in front of him.

The tower is actually a fairy weapon. Normally, the fairy weapon can be large or small and can shrink freely. It's a pity that the tower can't be recovered and can only be placed here.

If the tower can become bigger and smaller freely, it can be turned into a small tower. When facing the enemy, it can be released, and the high tower will be released fiercely to crush the enemy. The whole tower king is very powerful.

The tower is made of unknown materials. It is very simple. Gu Zheng was bored and simply walked in.

On the first floor of the tower, that is, in the hall, there is only one table and chair, and nothing else. After the tower is activated, there will be a tower keeper on each of the twelve floors above. If you can defeat the twelve tower keepers, you can also get a reward.

From the second floor, the strength of the tower keeper on each floor is different. To the twelfth floor, the strength of the tower keeper is comparable to that of the strong one who returns to the virtual world. No wonder such an immortal weapon can only be maintained by three masters who return to the virtual world together.

Competition in the high tower is a struggle of life and death, but don't worry that you will die. Even if you die in it, it will only be transmitted and won't really hurt your life.

Similarly, don't worry about killing the tower keeper. The tower keeper is transformed by energy. Even if you kill him, he can still appear in the world.

In this way, you can exercise without any worry. Only from this function, it is really a good fairy tool. The person who can make such a fairy tool is also a genius.

Gu Zheng walked on the first floor of the tower. After the earth's immortal power was lost, it became a model, and the role of the tower can no longer be played.

In this way, the first floor has become a temporary rest place for elders and leaders. As for the second floor, no one has gone up for thousands of years, and the door of the second floor is tightly closed.

Gu Zheng stood at the entrance of the stairs and walked up slowly. Although he was the leader of Emei, he didn't know the tower at all because he was the captured leader. He only knew why he couldn't go up the second floor. He was very bored and just tried.

When the stairs came to the entrance on the second floor, an invisible energy shield blocked him, just like seeing the wall.

"Instrument spirit, what is this?"

Gu Zheng asked in his heart. If he didn't understand, he asked Qiling. Although Qiling's temperament was very drag, it was really an encyclopedia. He knew and understood everything.

"An energy fairy, well done, should be a master!"

The instrument spirit answered the instrument spirit. It was a rare compliment. It must be very powerful to be called a master by the instrument spirit. The tower really has a source.

"I asked what was blocking me in front of me, not the tower!"

The origin of the tower was known before the ancient dispute. Who did it has nothing to do with him. He is not interested in knowing so much. He just wants to know what blocked him.

"This should be a restriction. You don't meet the qualification to enter, so it blocks you!"

"Can the restriction be lifted?" Gu Zheng asked again.

"I want to have a try. You relax and let me use your immortal power to see if it can be relieved!"

The spirit of the instrument wants to do it in person. This is an immortal instrument praised by the spirit of the instrument. It is the first thing that can enter the eyes of the spirit of the instrument after coming to the earth for so long.

The rice pulp before didn't count. Gu Zheng planted it himself. It was his luck.

Gu Zheng's hand suddenly lifted up. Gu Zheng looked at himself in surprise, slowly stretched out his hand and stroked the mask. Under Gu Zheng's touch, the transparent mask was thrown into a small stone like calm lake water, causing ripples layer by layer.

The ripples became bigger and bigger. Gu Zheng's hand suddenly drilled in, and then his body, like passing through a water curtain, broke through the light mask and came to the second floor.

The second floor is similar to the first floor, except that there are no tables and chairs there. In the past, when Emei was prosperous, tables and chairs were used by an elder here. The tower can only have one disciple at a time, and only 12 people can enter a day at most. Unqualified people are not allowed to enter, so they need to be guarded.