Chapter 18 The Human Race’s Most Treasure Tongtian Tower
In front of the Tower of Babel, there were crowds of people. Many disciples were inspired by Lin Qingyao's feats and had a fighting spirit that had been dormant for many years. They came here to challenge, but judging from their appearance, most of them were just excited and returned defeated.
There are not only disciples in the Qi Refining Stage here, but also many core disciples in the Foundation Establishment Stage. Most of the true disciples in the Pill Formation Stage are still exploring the secret realm of Jingchuan Peak, so they are somewhat rare.
Lin Qing followed the crowd and searched for a long time, finally finding the entrance to the Qi Refining Period on the west side of the Babel Tower.
I saw a steward sitting there in the foundation building period. Anyone who paid a hundred contributions will receive a jade plaque. The specific number written on it is the same as the queue to get the number in some restaurants in the 21st century. I don’t know if there are scalpers. .
Just at this moment, Lin Qing was about to queue up when he saw a short, wretched-looking disciple sneaking up in front of him, looking around, and lowering his voice and saying: "See, this is your first time to visit Babel Tower, senior brother. "
"Ang, first time."
The man's eyes immediately lit up, he licked his greasy lips and whispered: "If you contribute one number for two hundred, it will be your turn within an hour. You are so innocent."
Lin Qing: . It seems that there is no shortage of scalpers in any era. "Then let's have one."
The last time he told the sect about the Sky Poison Secret Realm, not only did he change his identity as an elder's disciple, he also had a contribution of [-] points, which was only two hundred, which was not worth mentioning.
After handing over the contribution, the man handed Lin Qing a jade sign with the number 72 written on it. Looking at the number displayed at the door, it had reached 50. Well, it was not a lie.
"Senior brother, I also have a strategy for the Tower of Babel here, do you want it? It's something that Senior Sister Lin has already said about after reading it, and it only costs 200 contributions!" The man took out another blue-covered book from his arms. The pamphlet, blocking it with his body, said mysteriously.
"No need." Lin Qing lowered his head, picked up a similar booklet from the soles of his feet, turned around and left, leaving the man messy in the wind.
Lin Qing walked while looking at the booklet. It was pretty much the same as what the two people said, but here they also introduced the wonders of the Tower of Babel.
Tower of Babel: The human race’s most precious treasure, its specific origin and time of appearance are mother pagoda is located at the intersection of Five Elements Sect, Baizhang Temple, Tianhuoyuan and Yin and Yang Realm, and is jointly managed by the four sects.
Countless sub-towers are scattered across the human realm, allowing disciples within the sect to test their combat prowess. It is rumored that as long as they pass through all the sub-towers, they can obtain unimaginable benefits, such as inheritance or heaven-reaching treasures.
Lin Qing felt that this statement was somewhat credible. Judging from the countless movies he had seen in his previous life, such a big baby was either very capable at cutting leeks or very capable at looking for an apprentice.
However, he has no interest in this. As long as he does nothing, he will not make mistakes. As for the mistakes He Ning made, what does he have to do with Lin Qing and me.
"He Ning?" At this time, a hesitant voice came from behind him, as if he didn't dare to recognize him.
Lin Qing looked back and saw a man in white clothes whose exact age was unclear, standing there quietly, looking weak and frail, with disbelief and shock in his eyes.
When he turned around, the man exclaimed, "It's you, it's really you, you're not dead."
Lin Qing: Look what the words are!
A smile appeared on his face, "Of course, how could I die?"
"Great, I haven't seen you come back these days, we all thought something happened to you.
By the way, you don’t know, right? What Qin Tianyu did was finally discovered by the sect, and it was Elder Hua who arrested him personally. Not to mention how miserable the scene was at that time, but it did help us let out a bad breath. , no one will bully us again. "
Lin Qing looked up and down at the person in front of him. No wonder he was all dressed up exactly the same. He turned out to be a fellow Taoist from the Victims Alliance. "He Ning, why haven't I seen you back to your residence for so long?" "Oh, I moved to Master's dojo."
"Old Dojo?" The man nodded thoughtfully, then suddenly raised his head and looked at Lin Qing, his voice suddenly raised eight tones, "Dojo????"
As far as he knew, within the sect, only monks above the Nascent Soul stage could occupy a mountain peak alone and be called a dojo.
"You, you, you. He Ning, Qin Tianyu is dead, there is no need to make up such lies anymore."
"Really, why did I lie to you?" Lin Qing shrugged. It seemed that the people in the Victims Alliance were deeply poisoned by Qin Tianyu, and they would blame him for everything.
The man looked Lin Qing up and down. The soft and weak temperament before was gone. Instead, a strong self-confidence appeared between his eyebrows, and he also felt a powerful wave in his body. Compared with the previous one, Qin Tianyu is even stronger.
"Really? You didn't lie to me? Then who is your master?"
"Feng Feng Yangping, Feng Elder." Lin Qing's face showed a hint of embarrassment, and she silently muttered to herself, "It's so dangerous, I almost forgot Lao Xi's name."
"Elder Feng? You are actually the disciple he accepted as a disciple???" The man's face showed a slight dullness. In the past six months, several major events had happened in the sect, which caused a lot of discussion among the inner disciples.
The first thing was that Lin Qingyao became the human race's genius and candidate for palace master.
The second thing was the Sky Poison Secret Realm discovered at Jingchuan Peak, where many people died.
The third thing is that Feng Yangping, who vaguely has the No. 1 Nascent Soul in the sect, has accepted a disciple.
According to their guess, the original disciple died in the secret realm of Sky Poison, and they didn't know which lucky person would reach heaven in one step.
I just didn't expect that He Ning, a lucky man, who used to hug each other for warmth, would suddenly become famous. The huge psychological gap made him stagnant in place, and he couldn't react for a while.
But he quickly realized that this might also be an opportunity for him to rise to the top. He knew that He Ning was a kind-hearted person and easy to talk to, so he might be able to hug him.
As he thought about it, his breathing became a little faster, but what should he do?
He gave himself a gentle slap and said to himself: "Chang Xin, Chang Xin, the opportunity is right in front of you, you have to work harder!!"
Looking around, he first saw the disciples clustered in the middle, heading towards the Tower of Babel. Most of them were clan members, and the emblems of their families were embroidered on the costumes they wore.
His eyes suddenly lit up, and he thought of a plan in his mind, so he looked at Lin Qing aside, nodded heavily, and looked like he was ready to die.
His move made Lin Qing a little confused. What was he going to do? Chang Xin took a deep breath, used some spiritual power, and shouted in the loudest voice possible in his life:
"The great disciple of Yangping Peak is here! Get out of the way!!"
Lin Qing: "."
(End of this chapter)
