"There are three rounds of selection. The goal of the first round is very simple, which is to climb the tower!" Fenglei pointed at the Babel Tower behind him and said loudly. ([] .) "Each of you will get a jade slip to represent your identity number.
, there is no time limit, if you can climb a thousand steps, you can successfully pass and enter the next round."
"What's so difficult about climbing the tower? Is it more about speed than endurance? If it were just ordinary steps, you could climb a thousand steps quickly."
"It can't be that simple, Elder Feng hasn't finished introducing it yet."
"Yes, let's continue listening."
All the disciples who participated in the election became commotion.
"You are right, climbing the tower is not that simple." Feng Lei said in a deep voice, "Let me tell you, there are restrictions on the tower, so when you step on the first step, there will be weight pressure.
As the level of climbing increases, the load will become larger and larger. You must compete with all your strength to move forward. This is a huge test for your cultivation, character and tenacity, so you must experience it well."
After he finished speaking, he looked at the reactions of the disciples and continued: "If you really can't persist, you can crush the jade slip in your hand and quit the competition directly. The final ranking will be determined by the number of stages at that time."
Feng Lei waved his hand, and the first-level monks from the alliance walked into the disciple formation and gave each of them a forbidden jade slip about an inch in size.
Xia Chen looked at the jade slip. There was a number clearly marked on it: nine, five, two, seven.
That's a good number... Xia Chen couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, remembering the scene when Tang Bohu, played by Zhou Xingxing, sneaked into Washington, but he didn't know where his sister Qiuxiang was.
Where is senior sister? I don’t know what she is doing... Xia Chen sighed softly and suddenly thought of Chen Qiushui.
"Don't be opportunistic, try to climb several steps in one step, or run faster to climb the tower, otherwise you will find that the pressure of carrying the weight will not increase all at once, but will increase exponentially. Doing so will only make your obstacles more and more difficult.
It’s big, so the safest way is to be honest and climb the tower step by step.” Feng Lei Xunxun warned.
"At midnight, there will be an hour's rest time. During the rest, the weight-bearing pressure is temporarily eliminated, but if anyone moves rashly, the weight-bearing will also increase exponentially."
"After climbing a thousand steps, you can choose to continue walking, or you can choose to wait for the end. If you choose to continue climbing the steps, then what will test you is not only the more powerful weight pressure, but also various illusions and other obstacles, and even possible
Because of this, your life is in danger, and it’s up to you to choose or not. But if you can reach the top of the ladder within three days, you will get a very generous reward. Okay, the rules are introduced, everyone, come on!"
After Fenglei finished speaking, he nodded and signaled the first level monks of supernatural powers to bring the candidates into the tower.
There are gates in the four directions of Babel Tower. Each gate is ten feet high and wide, and dozens of disciples can enter side by side. It does not feel crowded at all.
"Take the forbidden jade slips that represent your identity numbers, and be sure not to lose them, otherwise you will be trapped in the forbidden space." The monks of the first level of supernatural power warned with solemn expressions.
The disciples' hearts tightened and they quickly held the jade slips tightly in their hands.
After entering the Tower of Babel, the light dimmed, and everyone found themselves standing in a huge hall with hundreds of light doors arranged in a circle.
"Enter the Light Gate according to this." The first-level monks with supernatural powers ordered, "You can check the selection status of other people through the jade slips in your hands."
The disciples divided into dozens of teams and entered the light door accordingly. After the first person disappeared, the next person stepped in again.
Xia Chen had separated from Xu Yunxuan and others at this time, and he didn't know where they had gone. He was thinking that the people in front had already entered the light door, so he quickly speeded up and stepped in.
A trancelike feeling suddenly came over, as if he was half asleep and half awake, as if Nan Ke had just woken up from a dream.
It is indeed a restriction... Xia Chen thought to himself, his sensitivity is far beyond ordinary people, and after practicing the original mind restriction, he is even more sensitive to the fluctuations of the restriction.
The light suddenly became brighter. Xia Chen raised his head and saw that he was actually under a blue sky. In front of him were huge white jade steps that were ten feet wide. They went up endlessly and seemed to have no end.
He turned his head and looked back. The light door he came from was gone, and he was surrounded by a completely lonely and closed space.
Xia Chen slowly turned his head and admired in his heart, this Tower of Babel is really magical, the space alone is amazing.
He did not climb up the steps immediately, but stretched out his fingers and scratched in front of his eyes. After a few tiny flashes of blue light, his eyes instantly became bright.
This is a small restriction imposed by the original heart. The peeping eye can theoretically see all hidden things, but with Xia Chen's cultivation, it is naturally impossible to reach this level.
He has been practicing the Origin Mind Restriction these days and can already arrange or break some small restrictions at will.
Under the prying eye, the blue sky has not changed much. It just seems to be cut apart, with countless thin lines intersecting horizontally and vertically. If you magnify the effect of the prying eye, you will find that these thin lines are getting thinner and thinner.
The sky part is getting smaller and smaller.
Xia Chen knows that this means that the sky is composed of countless restrictions. As long as you continue to enlarge your prying eyes, you can see the origin of the restrictions, and you can even use the origin of the inner restriction to forcibly break them.
Of course he would not do such a boring thing, so he looked at the steps with his prying eyes. The steps, as smooth as jade, had completely changed into something completely different.
Those are not steps, but layers of burning fire. The higher you go to the top, the stronger the fire becomes. The end of your sight is like the sun, don’t look into it!
Suddenly, Xia Chen's eyes stung. The flames seemed to be conscious, turning into countless fire snakes and burning toward him. His eyes were filled with dazzling red light, and he couldn't help but be horrified.
At the critical moment, Xia Chen removed the restriction on his prying eyes, and the firelight that hit his face disappeared the moment it reached his eyes. A mountain-like pressure just passed in front of him and then disappeared, leaving only a mark of surprise.
Xia Chen was in shock, and it took him a while to calm down. The moment just now was really thrilling.
He understood that this was actually the Peeping Eye that triggered the rebound in the restricted space of Babel Tower. This meant that the restriction here was not only sensitive, but also super powerful, and could no longer be easily tested with the original heart restriction.
In the Tower of Babel, Feng Lei and four other elders stood in a huge and void black space, watching the live broadcast shown on the huge light curtain in front of them.
There are ten thousand disciples, each of whom occupies a screen about the size of a foot, arranged in a square shape. Some of the more impatient disciples have already stepped onto the steps, while most of the disciples are still looking around, appearing more cautious.
This picture appeared simultaneously on the bright mountain walls on all four sides of Tianjun Peak, but the size was enlarged many times. Even if there were 10,000 disciples participating in the election, lined up on the four mountain walls, they could clearly see each one.
A personal scene.
The first round of selection has officially begun.
A dozen second-level magical power monks are scattered around the space, controlling the process of the ban with a solemn expression. Hundreds of first-level magical power monks are evenly distributed under the second-level magical power monks, always paying attention to deal with unexpected problems.
"Huh?" A second-level magical monk suddenly made a surprised voice.
The surrounding first-level and second-level magical monks immediately turned to him, thinking something had gone wrong.
"What's the matter?" Feng Lei and the other four people also turned around.
"It's okay, four elders." The second-level magical monk said a little surprised, "There was something strange in the restricted space at No. 9527, but it calmed down immediately. I just checked and everything is normal."
"Nine-five-two-seven?" Feng Lei and the other three looked at the light screen. Chen Gulan stretched out his hand and pressed it. The image representing the candidate disciple No. 9527 immediately enlarged, showing Xia Chen's image.
"It's this kid." Yang Quan was quite surprised.
"Do you know him?" Fengling and the others asked in surprise.
"We have met twice before. He is a pretty good boy." Yang Quan smiled and said, "He has great potential. I am more optimistic about him."
The other three were even more surprised. As comrades-in-arms, they knew that Yang Quan always had a higher eye and there were very few people he could like. They didn't know what was so different about this seemingly ordinary boy.
"Yang Quan, I think this guy is quite ordinary, but you're going to make a mistake this time." Chen Gulan stared at Xia Chen's figure and smiled.
"That's not necessarily true." Yang Quan said with a smile, "Old lady Chen, if you don't believe me, why don't we make a bet?"
"You dare to call me an old woman? Just bet, old guy, I'll convince you to lose." Chen Gulan frowned, and a dangerous aura came instantly. Feng Lei and Xu Tianhong hurriedly avoided to avoid the disaster.
Naturally, Xia Chen didn't know about this little episode. He was feeling frustrated. He originally wanted to take advantage of the opportunity and use the Origin Heart Restriction to add a few minor restraints to himself. Maybe he would get the upper hand in the first round of selection.
Now it seems there is no chance.
If you can't master the original mind, you can only move forward step by step.
After gathering his composure, Xia Chen stepped onto the first step of the white jade steps. Sure enough, he felt a sense of weight, as if there was some invisible weight on his body. Although for the tenth-level monks the day after tomorrow, this little weight
It’s optional, but this is just the first step.
Xia Chen thought for a while, and instead of continuing up the steps, he stepped back. He wanted to see if if he stepped back, the invisible burden would be reduced.
Of course, there are not a few people who hold this idea. Many people made this choice almost at the same time, and then began to feel dazed because the weight did not lighten.
"I forgot to remind them just now." Feng Lei patted his head, "You can't step back after stepping on the steps, otherwise the load will not be reduced, but will increase repeatedly as you go up the steps again."
"It's okay, they already know it now." Chen Gulan said with a smile, "This can also be regarded as a test. Selection is inherently like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. Even if you want to retreat, you will find that there is no way out." (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature.