"No more talking. I'm going to challenge the ninth level today." Gu Qingxi waved her hand and was about to enter the training tower.
"Then be careful. The ninth level is a bit difficult, but I think with Junior Sister Gu's talent, it should be no problem." Wu Yixuan reminded her.
The first place on the ninth level is Ye Wuchen. Wu Yixuan felt that no matter how powerful Junior Sister Gu was, she could not surpass Ye Wuchen.
After all, Ye Wuchen, the son of the master of the Supreme Sect, is the youngest and most talented swordsman in the world of cultivation. When he first broke through this training tower when he was building his foundation, he passed all the levels at once and passed all nine levels in one breath. And it took the shortest time.
On the list, Ye Wuchen ranked first on the ninth level.
In other words, Ye Wuchen's qualifications are unique in tens of thousands of years. Such a genius has only appeared in ten thousand years!
How could Gu Qingxi surpass Ye Wuchen?
Gu Qingxi passed the first to eighth levels with ease and came to the ninth level. She did not despise the ninth level because she had passed the previous levels smoothly. Instead, she became more cautious. Because the master said that he almost got lost here.
But when she came to the ninth level, she was stunned.
She seemed to have returned to the present world, and what appeared in front of her was her bedroom before the end of the world.
The Gu family's home by the river was very large, completely a manor. And her own bedroom, study, etc. occupied one floor. The whole bedroom was pink, with pink sheets, bed curtains, and curtains. It was like a princess's room, although she didn't like this style. But the Gu family thought she was the little princess of the Gu family, and they decorated it like this.
Various limited edition dolls were neatly placed on a shelf beside one wall, and the cloakroom was full of various brand-name clothes and bags, which she rarely wore. But her mother and grandmother always liked to give her the latest clothes and bags. In front
of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, there was a set of exquisite and luxurious tables and chairs, and on the table were her favorite cakes and black tea. The black tea was still steaming, and it looked like it had just been brewed.
There are several computers in the study, and the computer screens are still stuck on the game interface she likes to play. Sitting on the lazy sofa is a piggy doll she likes.
Gu Qingxi sighed softly with some nostalgia.
"What are these?" The voice of the Wanling Patriarch sounded.
Gu Qingxi did not answer, but stepped forward and touched the piggy doll on the lazy sofa, and sighed again: "The appearance can be imitated, but the feel cannot be imitated." Gu Qingxi turned the ears of the piggy doll over and looked at it, and put the doll back.
The back of her piggy doll's ears is bald, that is, she often pulled its ears and pulled it bald. And this piggy doll is intact.
Everything in front of me is an illusion.
But, what is this illusion based on?
Based on what people miss most in their hearts?
Maybe there is some truth?
The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility, this is the consistent implementation and execution of the Gu family. And as the first person in the metaphysical world, she has taken this to the extreme. After the end of the world, she has been working hard for the future of mankind.
She has been busy, busy without stopping.
Is she tired? She is tired, but she knows that she can't stop, so no matter how tired she is, she keeps moving forward, constantly
moving forward. Does she want to stop and rest deep in her heart?
Gu Qingxi looked at the soft big bed in front of her and couldn't help guessing.
"Don't you want to lie down here and have a good sleep?" A gentle voice suddenly sounded.
Is it really as she guessed? Gu Qingxi was a little surprised.
"But it's not sleeping in such an unclear place. These are all illusions. I'm afraid that I won't wake up after sleeping, or I will wake up and find myself lying in a pile of rocks." Gu Qingxi refuted with some amusement. Does she look like the kind of person who would risk her life for such a little comfort?
When she was catching ghosts, she had seen those people who were addicted to the trap of gentle places. When she woke up, the beauties around them were gone, the mansions were gone, and he was left sleeping among the rocks in the wild mountains and ridges, with his energy greatly damaged.
"How could that be? Everything else is fake, but this big bed is real." Suddenly, a female voice that was so coquettish that it made one's bones go soft came out.
"Who?" Gu Qingxi looked around, and there was no one.
"Me, I'm Ta Ling." As soon as she finished speaking, a woman with a curvy figure appeared in front of Gu Qingxi. The key point is that the woman was wearing a bikini, which made her figure even hotter. And her face was a pure and cute baby face. A real baby face with big breasts!
Gu Qingxi's eyes widened, Ta Ling? Is he teasing her?
"Does this outfit look good? This is dug out from your memory." Ta Ling's next sentence explained Gu Qingxi's doubts.
"It's really a pagoda spirit!" The shocked voice of the Wan Ling Patriarch reached Gu Qingxi's mind. After being excited, he calmed down and said, "Oh, why am I making a fuss? This pagoda has existed for tens of thousands of years. Isn't it normal for it to produce spirits? It makes me look like a country bumpkin. I didn't say anything just now. But, this pagoda spirit's true body is like this?"
The Wan Ling Patriarch was shocked and despised himself. He finished his words.
"This is not your true body,
right?" Gu Qingxi asked. "Of course." After the pagoda spirit said this, it suddenly stepped forward and hugged Gu Qingxi, pressing her to its chest.
Gu Qingxi: ? ? ! ! !
There was a softness in front of her eyes, and then she suffocated.
At this moment, she was horrified to find that she could not struggle at all, and had no power to resist. And her spiritual power seemed to be solidified and could not function at all. In front of the pagoda spirit, Gu Qingxi seemed like a powerless three-year-old child being hugged by an adult with infinite strength.
"Let go, let me go..." Gu Qingxi shouted vaguely.
After a while, Ta Ling finally let her go.
Gu Qingxi took a deep breath. She looked at Ta Ling strangely: "What do you want to do?"
What's wrong with Ta Ling, the training tower of the Supreme Sect? He just buries his chest to kill her. Did the master almost fall here?
Gu Qingxi felt that she was about to find the truth. How many male cultivators can resist such a hot chest-burying kill?
"Isn't this what you want?" Ta Ling was even more confused than her, "This is your wish."
"Nonsense, I..." Gu Qingxi subconsciously refuted immediately, how could I be such a person.
The ancestor of Wan Ling also screamed, his tone full of excitement: "Girl, I didn't expect you to have such a hobby. I can't tell at all. Hahaha, you little girl, how can you be more lustful than a man." Gu Qingxi wanted to sew the mouth of the ancestor of Wan Ling.
Before Gu Qingxi finished her rebuttal, she swallowed the rest of her words with a strange look on her face.
Damn it! She remembered that she had really thought about this before.
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