Wang Gang and Sikong Qianluo climbed to the second floor of the First Floor in the World, and they were no longer attacked by the sword.
There was nothing on the second floor except for a painting. In the painting was a purple-robed Taoist who seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
He was the first Grand Imperial Master of Qin Tianjian. He was a legendary figure who set up the Tianmen Chain Formation and helped Beili defeat the Western Chu Iron Expedition Formation. The "Wuji Stick" in Xiao Se's hand was once the Grand Imperial Master's weapon.
Wang Gang found that when he and Sikong Qianluo entered the second floor, they fell into a formation. The people around them also disappeared, and faces appeared in front of them.
Those people are He Yuyu from the Siheyuan world, Sophie from the Pretty Good world, Zheng Juan from the human world, etc.
These people are Wang Gang's most important people in every world, and they are memories deep in his memory that he never wants to forget.
"It's time for me to let you go completely." Wang Gang sighed, and everyone in front disappeared, leaving only a painting hanging in the middle of the second floor.
The second floor of the First Floor in the World is a test of inner demons. Only those who defeat their inner demons are qualified to go to the third floor. Qi Tianchen was originally on this floor.
Wang Gang has a firm mind and has experienced the baptism of Meng Po Tang. This magical magic formation is not worth mentioning.
But Sikong Qianluo's condition was a little bad.
After she fell into the illusion, she immediately discovered that Wang Gang was not there and was completely panicked.
"Lu Jun, where are you? Answer me quickly."
Sikong Qianluo stood there and screamed. Even though Wang Gang was right beside her, she turned a blind eye and was still looking for her husband.
"Qianluo, I'm right here." Wang Gang used a burst of zhenqi to wake up Sikong Qianluo, but found that it had no effect.
"Lu Jun, don't die, don't leave me alone, okay." Sikong Qianluo knelt down and didn't even notice the spear hitting the ground, looking as if he was lost.
Sikong Qianluo's inner demon is Wang Gang, and she cannot accept the fact that Wang Gang is leaving.
Wang Gang put his hand on Sikong Qianluo's head and activated the Buddhist magical power of subduing demons.
"Wake up." Wang Gang shouted violently, and the invisible sound waves combined with Buddhist mantras and mantras destroyed the surrounding illusory array.
Sikong Qianluo trembled all over, and his five senses returned again. The moment he saw Wang Gang, he was so excited that he hugged him.
"You're not dead, you really are not dead." Sikong Qianluo cried bitterly.
Wang Gang gently patted Sikong Qianluo's back and said comfortingly: "That was the illusion formation just now. I'm here, don't worry."
Sikong Qianluo slowly came back to his senses and calmed down.
"I'm sorry, did I delay you?" Sikong Qianluo apologized.
Wang Gang gently wiped away his wife's tears and said, "Didn't you say that we are husband and wife and we will face everything together? You also said that delay is not a waste."
Sikong Qianluo cheered up and fired in advance.
"Let's continue climbing the stairs." Shang Jian Qianluo cheered up.
Wang Gang smiled slightly and climbed to the third floor with his wife. Mo Yi also stopped at this floor back then.
Different from the first two floors, there are countless famous swords placed on the third floor. From the moment Wang Gang stepped onto the third floor, the long swords chanted softly, seeming to welcome Wang Gang's arrival.
Countless sword intentions soared into the sky and surged in the third floor. Wang Gang and Sikong Qianluo seemed to see thousands of troops attacking towards them.
Wang Gang stepped on the ground with his right foot, and the Eight Extreme Sword Gate formed. The eight sword energies formed a shield, blocking thousands of troops and horses from outside, and protecting Sikong Qianluo.
Ping ping ping ping!
Countless flying swords were bounced off by Wang Gang and then flew back, seemingly endless. Wang Gang and Sikong Qianluo instantly fell into the sea of swords.
Wang Gang discovered that there was another person deep in the third floor. His face was covered by black robes and black clothes, but his aura was very similar to Mo Yi's.
"Leave me alone, you go to the third floor first." Sikong Qianluo pushed Wang Gang away, not wanting to implicate her husband, and led most of the flying swords away with one shot.
Seeing that Sikong Qianluo could hold on for a while, Wang Gang immediately flew towards the man in black.
He pointed his sword together, and the eight sword energy gathered at one point, piercing the face of the man in black.
The man in black waved his black robe, spread his fingers, and took Wang Gang's blow with his palm.
"Stop all flying swords." Eight-color sword light bloomed from Wang Gang's body again, forcing the man in black to take a step back slightly.
"All the swords here are tests. Only if Wan Jian surrenders, will you be qualified to go to the fourth level of the 'Tianjian Pavilion'." The voice of the man in black was hoarse and low, not pleasant to hear.
"Who are you?" Wang Gang found that he was unable to suppress the man in black, even though he was now at the peak of the Mystic Realm.
"I am the sword guard." The man in black burst out with force and forced Wang Gang back.
Sikong Qianluo was surrounded by thousands of swords and was protected by a spear. He already had two marks on his body.
Wang Gang no longer hesitated, flew back to Sikong Qianluo, and slapped the ground with his palm.
The Baji Sword Gate Formation exploded with the strongest power, completely covering the entire first floor of the world. Countless swords were fixed in mid-air, swallowing sword energy, but unable to go any further.
The sword guard then spoke: "I have been guarding Tianjian Pavilion for hundreds of years, and I have seen many amazing and talented people, but no one can compare with you."
Veins popped up on Wang Gang's forehead, and the pressure of the Eight Extremes Sword Gate Formation became three points stronger. All the thousands of flying swords were pressed to the ground, and soon there was no movement.
A quarter of an hour later, Wang Gang withdrew the Eight-pole Sword Gate Formation, and all the swords flew up again, but this time they no longer attacked Wang Gang and Sikong Qianluo, but flew slowly around them, as if to express submission.
"Go back." Wang Gang pointed his swords together, and all the swords returned to their respective places, arranged in an orderly manner, no longer restless.
The sword guard clapped his hands and praised: "You are the second person in hundreds of years to make thousands of swords surrender."
Wang Gang took a breath and asked: "Who is the first person? Is it Mo Yi?"
The sword guard thought for a while and then said: "The young man who walked up to the third floor last time was indeed named Mo Yi. Unfortunately, he also stopped at the third floor, but I seem to have given him a fairy spirit."
Wang Gang felt the same aura as Mo Yi on the sword guard.
"Senior, have you really lived for hundreds of years?" Sikong Qianluo was still concerned about Wang Gang's longevity.
The sword guard glanced at Wang Gang and said, "Although you have the cultivation of the Mystical Realm of Fugue, your lifespan is short. Did you come to the first floor to find a way to extend your life?"
"Senior, please let me know." Sikong Qianluo said anxiously.
The sword guard shook his head and said: "I do have a way to save him, but why should I tell you."
Sikong Qianluo's breath was stagnant and when he wanted to plead, Wang Gang raised his hand to stop him.
"Senior, your method won't be like you, neither human nor ghost!"
As soon as Wang Gang finished speaking, the air on the entire third floor froze, and all the swords began to tremble.
Endless evil aura emerged from the sword guard's body, and the black mist-like evil aura filled the entire building, even Xiao Se and Qi Tianchen outside the building were affected.
"Your Majesty, Lu Jun should have broken into the third floor and met the sword guard. There may be a big battle next. Your Majesty, please return to the palace." Qi Tianchen bowed and said to Xiao Se.
"Who is this sword guard?" Xiao Se asked.
Qi Tianchen hesitated, but when he saw the dragon robe on Xiao Se's body, he still said: "The sword guard is the person who guards the Tianzhan Sword. He is Xie Zhize who followed Taizu to defeat one of the five pillars of the world hundreds of years ago. Xie
grown ups!"
Xiao Se said in surprise: "Taizu has been dead for hundreds of years, so why is Xie Zhize still here?"
Qi Tianchen shook his head and said: "Strictly speaking, the sword guard is not alive."??
Xiao Se said in confusion: "To live is to live, what do you mean it doesn't count?"
"Human life is determined by fate. Even masters of the Mystic Realm of the Mystic Movement cannot avoid birth, old age, illness and death. We, as Taoists, major in Yuan Shen. In addition to hoping to ascend to the upper world, we also want to rely on the power of Yuan Shen to avoid the suffering of reincarnation and hope to rebuild in the next life.
"Qi Tianchen explained:
"The body of the sword guard has long since died. With only one soul, he turns the sword into a prison and forcibly stays in the world. He is no different from a ghost or a god. He may be called a ghost fairy."
