Hearing Xu Zimo's words, Xiao Anan nodded slightly.
She was actually afraid that Xu Zimo and Deng Linyu would quarrel.
It would be difficult for her to be caught in the middle.
But Xu Zimo was obviously too lazy to argue with Deng Linyu.
Xiao Anan felt that Xu Zimo just wanted to observe this place.
He has kind thoughts towards Zhenwu Shengzong.
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The four of them soon arrived at the Zhenwu Trial Tower.
Looking up, I finally saw this marvelous tower.
I saw that the Zhenwu Trial Tower has no levels.
Generally, towers have several floors.
And this Zhenwu Trial Tower is a straight tower without any layers on it.
The whole tower is very simple, and the spire is vaguely hidden in the white clouds.
The ancient atmosphere is constantly filling the air.
"Is this the Zhenwu Trial Tower?" Yan Pingfan said in amazement.
This tower is not on the earth, but floating in the void.
"The Zhenwu Trial Tower is the supreme treasure that was refined by the Zhenwu Great Sage."
Xiao Anan also sighed with emotion.
"This tower will evaluate your Taoist heart by color.
Red, yellow, cyan, blue, white, black.
There are six colors in total.
Red is the lowest and black is the highest.
It is said that a black Taoist heart can possess a true martial arts trial tower."
Hearing this, Yan Pingfan smiled and said: "Miss Deng.
Can I go try it?
I just want to test my qualifications."
Deng Linyu was silent for a moment.
Finally he said: "It should be okay.
Logically speaking, only disciples of the Zhenwu Sacred Sect are eligible to enter this Zhenwu Trial Tower.
But Young Master Yan is our sect’s benefactor.
It should be okay to make an exception once."
"Senior sister, I need to talk to the tower guard elder about this," Xiao An'an replied.
"I know, let's talk about it right away," Deng Linyu replied.
She pulled Xiao An'an, and they came to the bottom of the Zhenwu Trial Tower.
I don’t know what kind of material this Zhenwu Trial Tower is made of. It stands underneath the Zhenwu Trial Tower.
I just feel extremely majestic.
It seems that I am just a drop in the ocean.
And underneath the Zhenwu Trial Tower.
Everyone in the Zhenwu Holy Sect knows that there is an old man guarding the tower here.
Sleeping all day.
It feels like I have never left here in my entire life.
Because the seniority of the old man was so high, even the leader of the clan, Wang Hengzhi, had to be polite when he saw him.
"Grandpa Dao," Deng Linyu stepped forward and said with a sweet smile.
"What's the matter?" The old man slowly opened his eyes.
It seems that he is already in his twilight years.
His speech was slurred and his mental state was not good.
He looked at Deng Linyu, and then passed his eyes over several other people.
"There are so many new faces here today."
"I brought a friend here. This is Young Master Yan Pingfan," Deng Linyu said quickly.
"Can he enter the Zhenwu Trial Tower?"
"No," the old man shook his head.
"Non-disciples of this sect are not allowed to enter without my permission."
"Grandpa Dao, just let him in," Deng Linyu said rather coquettishly.
"He is the savior of our Zhenwu Holy Sect.
Rules are dead, but people are alive.
If you act like this, how will outsiders think of our Zhenwu Saint Sect?"
"Okay, okay," the old man waved his hand.
"Girl, you are shaking me to pieces.
Then let him in, just this once."
"More seniors," Yan Pingfan said quickly.
The old man raised his head, looked at him for a long time, and then nodded lightly.
He seems to be very indifferent to Yan Pingfan.
I saw the old man wave his hand.
A black vortex suddenly appeared in front of the Zhenwu Trial Tower.
There is no door in here.
Whether you can go in or not depends entirely on the old man.
Yan Pingfan bowed to everyone and then stepped directly into the whirlpool.
I saw Yan Pingfan disappearing from behind.
Deng Linyu smiled and said: "What color will Mr. Yan's qualifications be?"
"It won't be more than black," the old man said calmly.
"Nothing is impossible," Deng Linyu said, somewhat unconvinced.
Said: "I think it's at least white.
Maybe it will be black."
"Black, girl, you dare to think about it," the old man said with a smile.
"In the history of the Zhenwu Holy Sect, there are only three people who have reached the level of black."
"So harsh?" Even Deng Linyu was stunned.
"Isn't it black? In the future, I can become a great sage, as strong as our ancestors."
"No, white is the great sage, and black represents the powerful Dao Fruit," the old man shook his head and said.
"A Daoguo strongman?" When it came to this, Deng Linyu was a little unsure.
After all, it's too far away.
To be continued...