After passing through the long and narrow corridor, everyone entered the secret realm of the Demon Locking Tower.

The first scene after arriving at the secret realm is a spacious hall.

Master Jinghua asked everyone to take a break here and adjust their state, so everyone sat or stood, chatted with fellow disciples, or looked around carefully.

Ling Yunpo was extremely alert to his surroundings because of Qiu Changtian's reminder.

He noticed that the hall was a regular octahedral structure, that is, it was composed of eight walls, and the dome was an octahedral cone.

All the walls, floors and domes were engraved with some strange but familiar words.

Immortal seal.

This kind of immortal seal script, also known as tadpole script, is composed of various crooked strokes that resemble tadpoles.

It is said that every word has no meaning, or has infinite meanings.

Only when a large number of immortal seal characters form a sentence, a paragraph, or even an article, can they have readable and understandable meaning.

According to the Kunlun Mirror, anything with this kind of immortal seal can be considered an ancient object - the ancient here is even older than the era of the ancient Chan and Jie sects.

This also proves that the Demon Locking Tower was not built by the ancient Chan sect, but was an even older building.

"A Jing." Ling Yunpo asked again, "Can you understand the meaning of these immortal seals?"

"Humans and demons have different paths." Kunlun Mirror replied.

"What's the meaning?"

"It means exactly what it says." Kunlun Mirror said, "Humans and demons are not the same after all, so don't let your guard down."

"So the senior who built the Demon Locking Tower was actually a racist." Ling Yunpo said casually, and suddenly noticed that Qiu Changtian was gone.

"Hey, where did he go?"

"He left a long time ago, so you don't have to worry about it." Kunlun Jing said.

Ling Yunpo frowned, and heard An Zhisu beside him ask with concern:

"Junior brother, what's wrong?"

"Nothing." Ling Yunpo said with a smile.

"Don't be too nervous." An Zhisu comforted him, "Although there are many monsters in this Demon Locking Tower, the powerful ones are all on the lower floors."

"Besides, we have Jindan Zhenren leading the team, so we don't need to worry too much."

Ling Yun nodded in agreement, but smiled bitterly in his heart.

What Senior Sister An said made sense, but I couldn't explain to her that I knew there would be danger ahead because I used the power of foresight.

Therefore, he could only hide the worry on his face and skillfully put on a reassuring smile.

After a short rest, Master Jinghua gathered the Shushan disciples again and announced the start of free action time.

There are eight walls with arches underneath each, corresponding to the corridors leading to eight directions, which is exactly the meaning of the eight gates in Qimen Dunjia.

Among them, in addition to the life gate leading to the outside of the tower, there are seven other passages, namely Kai, Xiu, Du, Jing, Jing, Shang and Si.

Opening the door leads to the next level, and closing the door leads to a safe area without danger.

The Du and Jing gates lead to low-risk areas. The demons inside are less aggressive and most likely will not actively attack humans.

The two doors of shock and injury lead to medium-risk areas, where demons will actively attack people, so you need to be extra careful.

The Death Gate leads to a high-risk area. The demons behind it are often very powerful or have strange abilities, making them extremely difficult to deal with.

Zhenren Jinghua suggested that disciples at the Xisui stage enter the Du and Jing gates, and the rest of the disciples enter the Jing and Shang gates, and each undergo corresponding trials.

In addition, the top five on the Fairy Sword Ranking can enter the Death Gate.

At this point, Master Jinghua sneered again and said:

"Of course, if you are confident in your own ability, you don't have to follow my advice. Anyway, there are always disciples who try to challenge higher difficulties in every class. A few of them are hidden talents, but the vast majority are seeking their own death. In any case, it has nothing to do with me."

"I will only give you one hour. Once the time is up, I will lead the team to the next level. No one will be waiting after the time is up."

After saying this, he leaned against the wall of Xiumen, folded his arms, and closed his eyes to rest quietly.

After thinking for a moment, everyone formed groups of two or three and dispersed into the surrounding doors.

Ling Yunpo watched from behind and saw that there were fewer people who chose Du and Jing, while the most people chose Jing and Shang. Strangely, many disciples chose Xiu, saying that it was only the first level and they had no intention of participating in the trial.

Duan Fenhai was also among them, and he didn't seem to intend to spend too much effort on the first level.

Guan Shanyue stood up and walked directly towards the Jingmen; Lin Duanshan chose the Simen. So among the top five seats of the Immortal Sword, only Ling Yunpo and An Zhisu had not yet made a choice.

"Junior brother, which one do you want to choose?" An Zhisu said with a smile.

"It's all up to you, Senior Sister." Ling Yunpo said immediately.

"This blood pool is inside the death gate on the 28th floor of the Demon Locking Tower. Don't miss it." An Zhisu said with a smile, "As for the trials on the other floors, you can choose to go or not."

"If you want to adapt in advance, I can take you to the Death Gate."

Ling Yunpo was very moved. Listen, the "Death Gate" that other disciples don't recommend going to is just a "visit" for my senior sister.

He was silent for a moment, and when he found that Kunlun Jing did not say anything to stop him, he nodded and said:

"Then let's go shopping."

"Well, let's go, junior brother." An Zhisu stood up gracefully.

The two of them walked towards the Death Gate, immediately attracting the attention of countless Shushan disciples.

When they arrived at the archway, An Zhisu reached out and held Ling Yunpo's hand, then walked in.

This was not meant to be ambiguous, but there was a formation mechanism inside the Demon Locking Tower. Even if two people entered one after the other, it would be easy for them to end up in different rooms - so they held hands just in case.

Ling Yunpo was held by his senior sister's hand, and felt her soft hands were smooth and warm, and her fingers were slender. He couldn't help but intertwine his five fingers with hers and hold them tightly.

An Zhisu blushed slightly, but was too embarrassed to show her shy expression to her junior fellow apprentice, so she quickly turned her head away and quickened her pace.

Ling Yunpo followed closely behind her and could only see her fair and slender neck, which seemed to be slightly flushed.

When I stepped into the Death Gate, I saw that everything around me was pitch black, as if all the light was blocked outside the Death Gate.

Ling Yunpo used his spiritual sense to scan the surroundings. This time he did not encounter any isolation. He only knew that he and his senior sister were in a long and narrow passage.

After walking for dozens of steps, the scene suddenly became clear. This is also a typical effect of space-based formations.

The two of them were now in a valley.

There are no trees in the valley, but there are large areas of lush grassland and a river running through it.

This is the typical climate of the Longyou region. When Qiu Changtian left the sect to go out for training, he was basically accustomed to this kind of scenery.

All I heard was An Zhisu suddenly sounding a warning:

"Junior brother, be careful! It's Yuyu!"

Before he finished speaking, several monsters broke out of the ground.

These monsters looked like Komorado monitors, with red and yellow scales covering their bodies, claws, fangs, and serrated tails. Their vertical pupils were cold and they looked extremely ferocious, looking at the two with bloodthirsty and ferocious eyes.

Ling Yunpo immediately followed An Zhisu and flew up on the sword, but he saw that the pupils of one of the monsters called "窫窳" suddenly contracted violently.

It opened its bloody mouth and roared anxiously. Although Ling Yunpo could not understand the monster's words, he could hear the horror in them, as if it was saying:

"Be careful! It's that grass-cutting sword fairy!"

The other two Yuyu were startled when they heard the sound, and immediately rolled over and turned around, diving into the hole that had just broken out of the ground, trying to get back underground as soon as possible.

The next second, the Taoist magic on the Frost Sword was activated, and endless snowflakes shot down, accompanied by An Zhisu's angry shout:

"Where are the demons going?"