This is the first time Mu Chen saw the tower-like building. The entire tower is located in a sunken and surrounded by mountains on all sides. If you only look from a direct perspective, you can see the top of the disaster tower at a glance.
So the location of this tower is actually underground.
Continue walking forward, the surrounding woods had already turned into flat ground, and a steep slope appeared in front of them. Mu Chen continued to follow Di Cang and walked closer. Only then did Mu Chen see that it was not a steep slope, but a
There are huge circular stairs, with thousands of steps and nearly a hundred meters in height. Below is a circular platform. In the middle of the platform is the ancient ruins of the disaster tower with countless ancient documents carved on the surface.
Looking at the giant building in front of him, Mu Chen unnaturally recalled the Xuanbing Palace where Xuan Lao Gui lived. No matter how he looked at it, he felt that the architectural styles of the two were somewhat similar. There was no too much research. The tower said
It is unknown what exactly it is. Below the tower, a two-story private loft is built, with a table and a rocking chair outside the loft.
The rocking chair was creaking, and an old man in black was bowing his head to sleep, but when Mu Chen saw the old man, he couldn't help but be stunned.
That’s right, this old man Mu Chen has seen this person in Luofeng Square three years ago, among the three college admissions teams from the Imperial College.
Thousand steps are not difficult for Mu Chen, and it is Di Cang. He pulled Mu Chen's arm and Di Cang's feet moved and he had already arrived in front of the old man. The old man felt the energy fluctuations tightly.
His eyes suddenly opened, and two rays of light burst out directly.
Di Cang curled, "Tsk, Wu Kui, you are so old and immortal."
The old man named Wu Kui also smiled when he saw Di Cang and nodded, "Of course, the weekends every week are a bit busy, and the rest of the time is still very enjoyable. How about it, Dean Di Da,
, do you want to come together?”
Di Cang snorted coldly, "Forget it, you, the former great elder of the academy was arranged to guard the disaster tower in this ghost place."
"Hey, you're even more unlucky than me. I'm at least an internal member, so you're just out of the post."
The two of them hurt each other's bloody words. Despite this, Mu Chen vaguely felt that their relationship seemed to be exactly the opposite of the surface.
At this time, Wu Kui waved his hand and said, "Okay, let's talk about what you are here first. I know that you have never come to the temple or interfered in anything in the temple for decades. Come here today
It must be something to bring this little guy."
Di Cang smiled, "It's not that I didn't report it, the time has not come, now it's coming, the time has come."
Wu Kui's hand holding the teacup suddenly stopped beside his mouth, and his half-closed eyes suddenly opened and looked at Mu Chen. However, this movement lasted for only a moment and then returned to its original state. He gently sucked a mouthful of light tea.
He raised his eyes to Di Cang, "Is it him?"
Di Cang nodded firmly and said, "I brought him here today to apply for the qualification to enter the Disaster Tower."
Wu Kui ignored Di Cang and looked at Mu Chen seriously and said, "Name, age, warrior realm."
"Mu Chen, fourteen years old, Eighth Rings Martial Artsman." Mu Chen replied seriously and indifferently.
Wu Kui was stunned when he heard the name Mu Chen, then pointed his temple with his index finger and said, "This name is familiar. Forget it, this is your qualification card to enter the disaster tower. Remember, every week
Come on weekends and you can only enter once a week.”
At this time, Di Cang didn't feel anything about Wu Kui's words. Instead, he looked at Mu Chen in surprise and said, "When did you advance to the Eighth Ring Martial Artsman?"
Mu Chen glanced at Di Cang and said indifferently, "It seems that it is this holiday, probably this time."
Di Cang is currently petrochemical, and there is not a month from entering the academy to the freshman holiday, right? But this monster forced to rush from the Third Ring Martial Artist to reach the Eighth Ring Martial Artist. Is this still an individual?
Wu Kui didn't show any strangeness and said directly, "Little guy, the qualification number has been processed. I hope you can get good results in the disaster tower. Now you can go back first. I have something to say to this old guy.
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Of course, Mu Chen is not a person who doesn't know the overall situation. He nodded and moved his calm steps and turned away. At the moment he turned around, a huge purple-gold stone tablet appeared in front of him, with countless engravings on the stone tablet.
There is a number behind each name, some are one, some are two, and some are six. It is arranged neatly from top to bottom.
But Mu Chen didn't see the Martial King named Amoro at the top of these names, nor did he record more than ten levels. Of course, Mu Chen would not think that Di Cang was lying to him, but after Mu Chen searched again, he found it.
Still not noticed, a question appeared in his heart and could not get answers, which made him feel very awkward.
"Silly boy, that's the disaster monument I told you. As long as the names of people under the age of twenty and who have entered the disaster tower will be engraved on it, the names of people over twenty will be eliminated from it.
There is a kind of person's name that will never disappear, that is, the person who has fully understood the thirty-three levels, but unfortunately, so far, no one has passed the disaster tower." Di Cang's voice came from behind,
Mu Chen then suddenly realized that Amolo passed the tenth level on the first day of his 20th birthday, so no wonder he couldn't see his name.
After looking at Di Cang with gratitude, Mu Chen stepped on his feet, and his whole body turned into a white light and shadow flashed and disappeared in front of the two of them.
(Thanks to readers for their great help, the collection of "Mu Chen" has finally exceeded the 300th mark. Next is the time to Suifengkeng everyone. After September 10, two updates will be updated every day, with each update of more than 3,000 words. I hope to go back then.