Control The World

With a bang, the door of Lingge opened.

Ning Wufeng saw a familiar figure, the elder sheep.

He leaned obliquely in front of the window on the first floor, just as the sun fell and shone on his deck chair. His face was wrinkled and he seemed calm and peaceful.

Ning stood quietly aside without wind, while Ruan Yue and others remained outside the Lingge.

When the sun was west, the sunlight at the door shifted. The elder sheep stretched himself and yawned, "You're finally here, I've fallen asleep after the old man waited."

Chu Chu saw him for the first time, showing a slightly surprised look, it seems that the old man had long expected Ning Wufeng to get to the top of the list.

The Elder Sheep got up and walked towards the Ling Loft. Ning Wufeng followed him and went upstairs. He went halfway and suddenly said, "That little girl stays."

Ning Wufeng suddenly felt that Chu Chu was dragged back by a force. He moved his face, only to hear the elder sheep say, "Relax, the old man won't do anything to her."

"Wait for me." Ning Wufeng nodded to Chen Chuchu.

After all, he followed the steps of the elder sheep and strode upstairs.

All the way up the level, Ning Wufeng secretly said: According to legend, there are countless bans in the Lingge, but along the way, he did not feel any bans, presumably the elder sheep lifted it in advance.

Soon, when Ning Wufeng stepped on the fifth floor, he just stepped into the entrance, and suddenly, the whole person sank uncontrollably.

What a stress!

He secretly said, sweat dripped from his forehead, but the sheep elder in front still kept moving, striding forward meteorically.

"By the way, I forgot to tell you. From this floor, the law of overweight has been blessed. This is the fifth floor." The elder sheep said lightly.

"The power of the rules!" Ning Wufeng's face turned black, but that was the power that the monks in the Sanyuan Realm could access. When was the imperial palace so extravagant, the power of the rules was also blessed in the small Lingge.

The elder sheep seemed to hear the voice of Ning Wufeng, and said lightly: "At that time, Zhao Guo was much stronger than he is now. The monks in Sanyuan Realm were nothing."

Ning Wufeng was shocked in his heart, and secretly said: This old man can understand what is in my heart? But after feeling the "moderate" gaze of the elder sheep, he didn't dare to think about it immediately.

The gravity of the five layers should be doubled. His spiritual power was consumed quickly, and his sweat was evaporated into a mist by the spiritual power.

"Come on, it will be better to get there," said the elder sheep quietly.

Ning Wufeng was pleased in his heart that the original overweight rule only blessed the fifth floor. As soon as he gritted his teeth, the ten spirits surged in spiritual power and accelerated to follow the elder's footsteps.

In order to be able to leave this weird fifth floor early, he still trot and rushed to the sheep elder.

"Elder sheep, hurry up. I'm waiting for you in front of me." Ning Wufeng shouted, trotting up to the sixth floor, his heart said: The faster you run, the less you can consume your spiritual energy.

The sixth floor was right in front of him, and the door was intertwined with a strong forbidding force, which was extremely powerful.

Ning Wufeng felt that the spiritual power in the consciousness had been consumed by 40%, and hurriedly urged: "Elder sheep, your old man hurry up. Otherwise, I will be tired before I reach the eighth floor."

He squatted on the ground, which may reduce the consumption of spiritual power.

The elder sheep slowly walked up and said, "You boy is very anxious." During the conversation, he stretched out his skinny old hand, and the door on the sixth floor opened suddenly.

Ning Wufeng felt the strong spiritual power mixed with the cool breeze blowing on his face, his pores widened, and laughed: "This is a good elder. Why do you want to give me a trip?"

He strode into the sixth floor with a striding meteor, a loud noise, and the elder sheep closed his eyes subconsciously.

Ning Wufeng contacted the earth intimately again.

Six floors, actually four times the gravity!

"Old ..." Ning Wufeng gritted his teeth, already scolded in his heart: old things, you actually lied to me, four times the gravity!

He struggled to get up from the ground, sure that his bones were squeaky. The super gravity will burst Ning Wufeng's blood vessels.

Stuck on the ground, crawling backwards, exhausted the effort of feeding, and finally returned to the fifth floor.

Fine blood beads were leaking from the robes.

"You ... you lied to me!" Ning Wufeng shouted impatiently. If it wasn't for him, he would fight with the sheep elder on the spot.

"What did I lie to you?" The elder sheep smiled hesitantly and said, "You just asked the monkey to rush in, and you blame me?"

"Then why don't you tell me."

"You didn't ask me."

Thousands of beasts rushed past Ning Wufeng's heart, scarlet eyes, and asked, "Then you say that you will be better off this layer."

"Yeah," said Elder Sheep, a natural expression. "Do you think you're used to it now? Just get used to it."

Ning Wufeng was speechless. The old guy had lived for so many years and had already guessed his mind.

Presumably four times gravity, twice gravity, is simply too happy.

"Then tell me, what's going on in the next few layers?" Ning Wufeng ate a maggot and a wise man, and he was not in a hurry, he asked.

He secretly ran the Puppet Spirit, exactly the rich spiritual power from the six layers can supplement his consumption.

The elder sheep smiled hesitantly and said, "It's very simple, the fifth layer is twice the gravity, the sixth layer is four times, the seventh layer is eight times, the eighth layer is sixteen times, and the ninth layer is thirty-two times." . "

"Thirty-two times!" Ning Wufeng's eyes widened, and he was shocked, "Willn't that crush people into flesh?"

Thirty-two times the gravity, let alone him, even after the monks in the purple lake entered, they could be crushed!

Who set up such a perverted test! Do you want to get the secret of King Cang Lan. Ning Wufeng had kindly greeted the eight generations of the ancestors who built the Lingge.

The elder sheep shrugged and said with a smile: "Of course I think, otherwise why do so many people break their heads every year and want to get the top spot on the list? But if it's not difficult, can it be your turn?"

In this case, it seems to make sense. Ning Wufeng touched his chin and asked, "Is it possible, I have to sit here to practice to the spirit?"

Well, the secret of King Canglan was taken, and daylily was cold.

Without spiritual realm repair, even if it enters the 9th floor, it will be crushed directly into minced meat by super gravity.

The elder sheep touched his chin and smiled, "It seems to be the truth."

"But," he said suddenly, turning sharply, "others may have to wait so long, but you may not. If I guess correctly, you should practice Jiu Zhuan Ming Wang Jue."

"how do you know?"

Ning Wufeng raised a brow and asked immediately. This is the first time that Xiulai's spirit has been pointed out so clearly. And after coming to the Imperial Academy, he had not seen the introduction of Jiu Zhuanming Wang Jue, and thought it was a partial spiritual trick.

But now, the sheep elder shouted.

With a smile on his face, he said, "I can think about it with my knees." He made a strange expression to wince at Ning Wufeng.

Ning Wufeng has nothing to say. Is this still a sheep elder he knows?

"Nine turns to Ming Wang Jue is not a small one. After practicing the first two turns, what is the thirty-two times pressure?" The elder sheep smiled slightly.

"You lie." Ning Wufeng disbelieved.

"What did I lie to you? You can't stand the double pressure of ordinary people. You can adapt to it so quickly. Isn't it because of Jiu Zhuan Ming Wang Jue?" Elder Yang asked.

Ning Wufeng frowned, wondering, "What do you mean?"

"Yes, under normal pressure, if you practice Jiu Zhuan Ming Wang Jue, you can withstand twice the pressure, and you can climb up to four times the pressure. If you rebuild Jiu Zhuan Ming Wang Jue under twice the pressure, can you withstand four Double the pressure, climb out of the eight times the pressure? What if the pressure is four times? "

The elder sheep smiled slightly.

Ning Wufeng suddenly showed a stunned look, and immediately laughed: "That's the case, don't you say it earlier."

"You didn't ask me early."

He sat down cross-legged immediately, and Jiu Zhuan Ming Wang Jue's exercises began to work. The elder sheep did not know where to grab a jug, leaning against the six-story staircase and drinking.

From time to time, muddy eyes looked at Ning Wufeng and sighed softly.

While the spiritual power was surging, the Ten Spirits roused, and the Nine Turns to the Ming and Wang Jue began to work every day. Ning Wufeng's skin and bones were covered with a touch of gold.

The first big Sunday.

The second big Sunday.

The pale golden light continued to deepen, the third Sunday, the fourth Sunday ...

Day and night, the speed at which Jiuzhuan Mingjue turned was faster.

Three days later, Ning Wufeng suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a slight faintness in his eyes.

"Let's go to the sixth floor." Saying, he strode towards the sixth floor in a stride.

Four times the spiritual power, the spiritual power in the body is rapidly operating and consumed quickly, but it is not the state where the five bodies are thrown into the ground as soon as they come up.

The sheep elder nodded slightly.

The two then went up, eight times gravity at the gate of Lingge on the seventh floor.

Ning Wufeng was not impatient this time. After the elder sheep lifted the ban, he tentatively extended his hand into the seventh floor.

Alas, blood and water splashed from his finger, and the blood vessels on his finger were exploded with eight times gravity.

Ning Wufeng's pupils shrank. If the whole person rushes in, it is estimated that they will burst into blood, and they will die absolutely beautifully.

However, the spiritual power in the wind blowing from the seventh layer was more intense.

Seven days later, Ning Wufeng stood up again and rushed into the seventh floor.

After staying on the seventh floor for another fifteen days, Ning Wufeng came to the eighth floor under the pressure of the seventh floor. Finally, here it is!

Ning Wufeng exhaled heavily, this time the sheep elder did not speak, and the ban on the eighth and ninth layers required Ning Wufeng to start on his own.

On the eighth floor of the bronze door, there was a strong rune of light, and the majestic spirit was coming.

"Boy, let me remind you that once the prohibition on the eighth floor is opened, the entire Ling Pavilion will enter a state of sixteen times gravity. There will also be unknown dangers inside, absolutely not to be underestimated!" Said the elder sheep carefully .

Even the sheep elders are so cautious, the danger is evident!