"Can I go in?" Luo Ziyan raised his head and walked over with a big grin, while the two disciples were in a state of confusion.

They can see clearly that the token is a genuine credential.

However, as a newcomer, how did she get so many mysteries? Even if they guarded the Ninefold Spirit Pagoda, they could only redeem it once a year, which was not something that ordinary disciples could afford.

"Two senior brothers, can you let one go?" Luo Ziyan tilted her head and smiled playfully at the two confused senior brothers.

The two senior brothers nodded blankly, subconsciously moved their steps, and put Luo Ziyan in.

"Alas, are all the newcomers so good now?" A disciple frowned, looked at Luo Ziyan's petite back, and muttered to himself. "It's really more human than human, it's infuriating."

"Don't vomit! Let's keep the door honestly. "The other disciple resigned himself to his fate. Who let their qualifications be poor, they can only accumulate mysteries in a down-to-earth manner.

The moment Luo Ziyan stepped into the Ninefold Spirit Pagoda, she shuddered suddenly, feeling a strong aura rushing towards her.

"No wonder Senior Brother Ji said that one day of cultivation here is equivalent to ten days outside, such a strong aura is like entering a space with only spiritual energy."

"Huh?" Suddenly, Luo Ziyan noticed that since this nine-fold spiritual pagoda is divided into nine layers, will the aura of each weight be different?

Suddenly, she quickly found a staircase leading to the upper floor.

"Little one, you still stay on this floor honestly." Suddenly, a vicissitudes of life voice popped out, which frightened Luo Ziyan and hurriedly turned around.

I saw an old man sitting cross-legged in a corner of the first floor, and the whole person seemed to be integrated with the surroundings, so that she did not notice his existence for the first time.

"Before, senior, are you?" Luo Ziyan's mind was racing, now that the sect master of the Xuanling Sect was in retreat, and the five elders were also outside, who was in it?

"I'm a tower keeper." The old man opened his eyes, and two rays of light shot out, as if there was a glimmer of light in this dim tower. "You can call me Zen Lao."

"Zen Lao, why can't I go up?" Luo Ziyan asked.

"I think your aura should be at the third and seventh order, right?" Zen Lao said lightly: "If you want to go to the next level, you have to wait for you to reach the realm of martial idiot. ”

"Really?" Luo Ziyan frowned, a little unwilling. "Can't you go up to the third and seventh orders?"

"Hehe, you can try." Zen Lao's eyes narrowed slightly, as if it was useless to say more, why not let this wayward little baby experience it.

"Hmph, I don't believe it, I can't get on it." Luo Ziyan pouted, rolled up her sleeves, and walked towards the stairs menacingly.

Zen Lao hooked the corners of his lips and looked at Luo Ziyan with interest.

It won't be long before the little guy rolls down the stairs.

This nine-fold spiritual pagoda, the higher it goes, the richer the aura becomes, but whether you can enjoy these benefits depends on your strength.

This first layer corresponds to the third level and below, while the second layer corresponds to the martial idiot, and so on.

Airplanes!

The moment Luo Ziyan's feet stepped on the stairs, a pressure suddenly crushed over her and pressed heavily on her.

Her pupils shrank, her expression was slightly abrupt, and she finally understood what Zen Lao meant, it turned out that if she wanted to climb the second floor, she had to bear such heavy pressure.