The lower spirit world only has four levels: Qi training, foundation building, golden elixir and primordial infant. The spiritual energy between heaven and earth is insufficient and there are many restrictions. After entering the refining void, the cultivators can ascend to the upper spirit world, where demon cultivators, Taoist cultivators, and divine beasts gather, and it is a completely different new world.

The Immortal Pagoda is a very rare magic weapon for the refining void period in the lower spirit world!

That day, Wen Jing swung the Immortal Pagoda with a righteous and awe-inspiring sword, and immediately the sky and the earth spun, and his body was compressed and retracted. Before he could react, the rumbling sound around him stopped, and he fell like a sandbag on a hard and slightly warm ground.

Wen Jing turned around and touched the ground with a daze, and then looked up at the walls around him that were gradually turning red. He panicked and immediately ran away.

The wall is getting hot. In a short while, the Immortal-Extermination Tower will be covered in flames!

According to the description in the synopsis of the second volume of "The Tribulation of All Life", there are eight horrific vents in the tower. They are usually quiet and normal, but if someone comes in, they will continuously spray out Samadhi True Fire until the person is burned to smoked meat and then burned to ashes.

But even if the Samadhi True Fire can burn people to death, there are several blind spots in this tower that the flames cannot reach for the time being. However, this flame is not vegetarian. It will change direction every half an hour. Jun Yanzhi needs to travel through the flames to get to the new blind spots.

He was trapped in the tower for more than a year without a break. He was burned beyond recognition by the flames. Fortunately, he figured out a way to get out of the tower and finally saved his life.

Wen Jing knew this method without any effort, which he had to go through untold hardships to find.

But knowing is one thing, and whether he can succeed depends on his luck and ability.

The most important thing is not to be burned to death by the fire!

With a "whoosh", the surroundings suddenly became bright, and a raging fire gushed out, orange and hot, and it submerged the tower in an instant.

Wen Jing used all his strength to fly around in the tower, and thought in panic: "Where are those blind spots!"

Run, run, run, run--!

Jun Yanzhi's cultivation and speed are more than ten times higher than Wen Jing's, but he is only a few points faster than the flames. As Wen Jing panicked, he suddenly felt a burning pain on his butt. He immediately widened his eyes and cursed, "Go to the Immortal Extermination Tower." He turned on his firepower, and his feet were like a whirlwind, and began to circle along the flaming red tower wall.

"This is a real burning butt!"

Wen Jing himself couldn't believe the potential stimulated in the critical moment. A wave of heat attacked from behind. Wen Jing was terrified, and he didn't know whether he was sweating coldly or hotly. He jumped!

The next moment, his body was tightly pressed against the hot tower wall, and the tongue of fire behind him stopped one foot away from him and could no longer burn him.

He turned around with lingering fear. The blazing flames of burning anger filled the tower. The scene was like infinitely expanding the surface of the sun, or like standing in the crater of a volcano and watching lava erupt. The flames devoured and pushed each other forward. It was shocking, even magnificent, and made people feel small and humble unconsciously.

At the critical moment, he finally hid in a blind spot.

His butt hurt terribly. Wen Jing couldn't see it himself, so he had to touch it carefully. Fortunately, he ran fast just now, but it was already burnt, and even a burnt smell came from it.

He suddenly felt sad.

He fumbled around on his body for a while, took out a pill of Road Mountain for him and swallowed it. Using this Jindan-stage elixir to heal the burns of the Lianxu-stage magic weapon can be said to be a drop in the bucket. The wound will not heal, but at least it can relieve the pain. The

pain in my butt is not so bad.

If my butt doesn't hurt, my brain can function normally. Although the air made him sweat like rain, he just regarded it as a free sauna.

Wen Jing calmed down, pursed his lips tightly, and searched the roaring flames for the exit described in the outline that made him yearn for it.

The flames spurted alternately, and Jun Yanzhi changed places every half an hour. He was trapped in the tower for a year, and was burned by the Samadhi True Fire, exhausted and scarred. He was almost discouraged, but supported by an indelible hatred. He promised that if he could escape one day, he would kill everyone who had wronged him.

One day, he accidentally came to a blind spot.

This blind spot was a bit strange. There was a sword pattern carved on the wall, which was crooked and ugly.

Although Jun Yanzhi had been to this blind spot before, he also felt that the sword was a bit strange, but he never understood how to deal with it. On this day, he was discouraged, and he used his fingers to draw along the outline of the sword seven times. Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and a white light was shining. When he woke up again, he was no longer in the tower.

Wen Jing was looking for this blind spot.

In other words, he had to try and dodge one by one until he found the blind spot.

This doesn't sound difficult...

After about half an hour, the flames suddenly became smaller. Wen Jing rubbed his hands and jumped out at high speed. He flew close to the wall, quickly and carefully scanning the faintly red wall.

In just two seconds, the flames erupted again. Wen Jing cursed: "Fuck, how can it be so fast!" and ran for his life again.

Now it doesn't matter whether there is a sword engraved on the wall or not, as long as it is a blind spot, I will be grateful! After

narrowly avoiding a fierce flame, Wen Jing lowered his head and wiped the cold sweat. Suddenly, the left side suddenly became bright. Before Wen Jing could react, the left half of his face suddenly felt a burst of burning pain, from the ear to the cheek, left eye and chin, all burning.

At that moment, the skin made a "hissing" sound, like a sound from hell, spreading from the epidermis to the blood vessels, and hurting deep in the soul. A strong smell of burning lingered in the nose.

"Ah——!"

Jun Yanzhi finally realized how painful it was and what it meant to be disfigured. But he could not feel Jun Yanzhi's hatred. He only felt heartache in his heart.

Wen Jing's steps were unsteady and his body was shaking. His left eye was in so much pain that he couldn't open it, but the only remaining right eye showed a cold light, and he rushed forward with gritted teeth.

He didn't want to die, didn't want to die, didn't want to die!

The flame was still burning on his cheek. Wen Jing couldn't put it out by slapping it. His movements were a little slow, and his back was on fire again.

Wen Jing was extremely panicked and jumped around without any rules. However, his luck was not as good as before. He was like a headless fly, bumping into walls everywhere and couldn't find a safe dead end.

He felt uncomfortable secretly. Was he going to die in this place? He had to have Jun Yanzhi by his side to see him off!

In a hurry, Wen Jing drew out his long sword and swept it away like a gust of wind sweeping away fallen leaves!

The outline said that you must never fight with these flames. The flames have some tempers. The more they are provoked, the more fierce and ruthless they will become. Jun Yanzhi didn't know it at first, and used magic to fight against it, but he was burned and lost half of his life.

Sure enough, the flame was dispersed a little, but suddenly there was a roar, as if it was enraged by the sword energy, and it came forward with its teeth bared and its momentum overpowering. Wen Jing looked up, and was frightened by the flame that seemed to devour him. He thought to himself that he couldn't hold it back for a moment, and his life was over!

Between life and death, Wen Jing thought bitterly: It's a death anyway, so I might as well go for it, and don't worry about it.

He swung out three swords in succession as if to vent his anger, and the flame dodged it easily and rushed towards his body.

This time he is really going to die.

The flame touched his body, and his whole body was burning with pain. Wen Jing clenched his teeth, his heart ached, and Jun Yanzhi's face appeared in front of him again.

At the last moment of life and death, he was still the one he was most concerned about.

In a trance, strange symbols slowly emerged and gathered in his mind, and suddenly formed a sentence in his mind.

"The first level of "Five Elements Return to Origin Sword Technique": Rebirth from Fire."

Huh? !

Inherited from Hengyang Palace?

Suddenly, the burning sensation on his body suddenly subsided, and the flames seemed to sense something and slowly retreated from his body. The light around him gradually faded, leaving only a ball of flame as big as a basketball jumping in the air.

Wen Jing's left eye was still closed, his body was still in pain, but he was completely stunned.

Why did the flame stop?

The flame had no face and no expression, but Wen Jing felt that it was observing him. It circled around Wen Jing a few times, then gently touched the Heart Sword in his hand, returned to its original position and stopped, fighting Wen Jing face to face.

Wen Jing was so nervous that his heart almost jumped out.

He remained still while quietly searching for the marks carved on the wall. The ball of fire stayed motionless in the air, with only the small tail swaying gently, drawing a small circle of light.

Wen Jing didn't know what it was going to do, he just wanted to leave!

Suddenly, the corner of his eye swept across a vague mark on the wall. He couldn't see it clearly, but the general outline was slightly longer, and it was very likely a sword! He

looked at the ball of fire one meter away with a serious

expression. "Can you hear me? What do you want to do?"

The flame didn't answer, and the small tail continued to sway.

"You want me to play with you?"

"..."

Wen Jing leaped up and headed for the carvings on the tower wall.

His movements were extremely swift, and he was in front of the carvings in an instant. His heart was immediately filled with excitement, and he wanted to shout out loud.

It was indeed a carved sword! He

could escape immediately!

He stretched out his fingers tremblingly to touch it. Unexpectedly, before he touched it, a ball of fire had already flown in front of him, blocking the sword carved on the tower wall.

Wen Jing hurriedly retracted his fingers!

What does this mean? Are they not letting him go out?

If he was burned by this ball of fire, let alone drawing along the sword carving seven times, I'm afraid his fingers would melt in ten seconds!

It's really too abominable!

Wen Jing was so angry that his chest felt blocked. He calmed down and said, "I think you don't want to burn me to death. Let's be friends and you let me out."

The flame didn't move.

Wen Jing said again, "I think you are kind-hearted and a very good flame. Otherwise, I will take you out to play. The outside world is much more fun than this tower. For example,..."

After talking for a long time, Wen Jing's mouth was dry and his mouth was spitting. He almost fainted. Unfortunately, even if he had the talent of Su Qin and Zhang Yi, the flame still didn't move.

Wen Jing gritted his teeth and smiled hoarsely, "Since you are the Samadhi True Fire, your temperament must be arrogant. Why don't you tell me what you want and I will try my best to satisfy you?" The flame still didn't move.

The man and the fire were in a complete stalemate.

Wen Jing fell to the ground, took out another pill and swallowed it. The pain in his body eased a little, but his mood became more tangled and uncomfortable.

The flame also fell down and stopped about one meter away from him.

Wen Jing said, "I see you can't speak, this is inevitable. Are you lonely in this tower and want to find someone to play with you?"

The flame wagged its little tail, cold and ruthless.

Wen Jing rested for a while, panting, and finally recovered his strength and tried to escape several times. The flame seemed to be determined and followed him like a ghost. Although it didn't hurt him, it just didn't let him escape.

Wen Jing's heart was frantic like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins. He fought with the flame for a day and a night, and finally hung his head in despair.

He completely admitted defeat.

"Please, let me go..."

But it was useless.

Dealing with this flame, negotiating, pleading, intimidation and inducement were all a waste of time. It was impervious to soft and hard tactics, and was impervious to swords and guns. No one could do anything to it. After hitting the hard wall several times, Wen Jing finally drew out his long sword and swung it.

Since he couldn't run, practicing swordsmanship was better than doing nothing.

At this time, the flame made some movements and flew up.

Wen Jing was stunned. What did this flame want to do?

A vague idea emerged in his mind, but Wen Jing was not sure. He recalled the first level of the "Five Elements Return to Origin Sword Technique" in his mind a little confusedly.

Reborn from the ashes.

What on earth is this sword technique?

Wen Jing frowned in deep thought, carefully absorbing the line of words that appeared in his mind, and the Suxin Sword in his hand could not help but swing out.

The Suxin Sword immediately turned orange-red, with flames flowing inside, and it slashed away with great momentum. The sword energy immediately split the ball of fire, and it hit the tower wall, making a deafening collision, and then echoed in the tower.

Wen Jing was stunned.

The sword energy of this sword technique is so powerful!

The ball of fire immediately gathered again, wagging its little tail in front of him.

Wen Jing was confused and swung out the sword again.

The small ball of fire was scattered again, but it gathered again very quickly. I don’t know if it was his illusion, this time it seemed to gather a little slower than before?

Wen Jing tried to swing the "Green Pine Pointing the Way" sword, but the power of this sword technique seemed too weak to leave a mark, and the flames could not be dispersed.

Wen Jing looked up at the dark top of the tower.

He was not very smart, and could not figure out the meaning of the flame for a moment. But since he could disperse the flame, there must be a way to break it?

He did not want to practice the inheritance of Hengyang Palace unless it was absolutely necessary. This was a treasure passed down from Jun Yan's family. It was wrong for him to accept the inheritance privately. What would it mean if he practiced it? What would he get as compensation in the future?

But now it seemed that this was the only way to get out of the tower, and he had to give it a try.

Wen Jing gritted his teeth, sat quietly on the ground, and began to study the "Five Elements Return to Origin Sword Technique".

Days passed, and the tower was like a deep cave, with no one disturbing it. I don't know how much time has passed.

...

I don't know how long it has been.

It was a sunny day, and two little birds on the tree were chirping and combing each other's feathers.

Suddenly, a pile of blurry and dirty things appeared in the air and fell straight down, and the branches it stood on broke with a "crack". The female bird flapped its wings and flew up, hurriedly protecting the male bird that was stroking his chest, and screamed angrily.

"Chiji! Chijichi!"

A pile of dirty and messy things fell to the ground, all red and black, with tattered clothes, and a smell of burnt barbecue.

After a long time, the pile of things slowly crawled up, twisted, and supported the ground with the long sword in its hand. There was a hint of sobbing in its voice: "It's out, it's out..."

The thing looked around, and it seemed that it could not hear the little bird's protest at all, and its bright eyes were full of tears.

"It's out... It's finally out..."

Suddenly, the black thing cried out loudly, scaring the two little birds.

It turned out to be a psychopath...

The thing sat on the ground and cried for a long time, and finally felt refreshed. It staggered to the calm lake and washed its face with clean water.

The lake water gradually calmed down, and a very weird face was clearly reflected. The right half was very handsome after washing, and he was a handsome boy. The left half looked like it had been stuffed into a stove and burned severely. The scalp and cheeks were all scarred, and there was not even a strand of hair left.

Wen Jing felt a little mixed. He always hoped that he would not look too bad, otherwise standing next to Jun Yanzhi would lower the average of their looks.

Unfortunately, things

did not go as he wished. Originally, his face was only considered pretty, but now it has been completely ruined.