Reborn in the Great Yan Dynasty: I Cultivated to Become a Martial Saint Through Telekinesis

Chapter 39 Tower Climbing

"What is that bell tolling?"

Mo Zheng heard the bell ring and asked Zhao Tong and Wang Yuan, who were standing nearby.

The two looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Foolish! Three chimes signify the birth of a true disciple, and six chimes signify the personal transmission from the Martial Saint."

Seeing that they didn't understand, Xuan'er immediately spoke up to explain.

It turned out to be the case.

The three suddenly realized, but they couldn't help but feel a little envious. With three chimes, the true master was born. Who wouldn't want to experience such a thing?

Zhao Tong suddenly asked, "The Tower of Ascension has ten levels. The seventh level is where one is personally taught by a Martial Saint. What happens after passing the tenth level?"

"Nine chimes, of course, signify the birth of a Martial Saint!"

Jiang Xiaoyu took over the conversation, her beautiful eyes filled with longing, and said, "A Martial Saint is one whose strength can shake mountains and stop rivers, and whose supernatural powers are boundless. However, our Liangzhou Martial Arts Hall has not produced a Martial Saint for two hundred years."

Martial Saint...

Everyone couldn't help but fall into reverie again. Which martial artist doesn't dream of becoming a martial saint?

But at that moment, the figure in white robes carrying a gun slowly descended from upstairs, still with that aloof and indifferent expression, as if even achieving true mastery of the art could not shake his heart in the slightest.

"Junior Brother Lan!" "Junior Brother Lan!"

The two true disciples present, Qian Zhongyou and Zhou Xian, stepped forward and bowed in unison, saying, "Congratulations, Junior Brother, on your successful ascension to the Heavenly Realm and your promotion to True Disciple!"

With the two of them taking the lead, everyone on the first floor of the Tower of Ascension bowed and respectfully said, "Congratulations on your promotion to True Disciple, Senior Brother. We pay our respects to the True Disciple."

The sound was so loud that it echoed throughout the entire Tower of Ascension, reverberating outwards.

Lan Jun returned the greeting to everyone without saying a word, and continued walking towards the outer room.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from afar, powerful and resonant:

"Junior Brother Lan, the headmaster orders you to go to Xiaohan Peak immediately to pay homage, be registered in the sect's genealogy, and receive the Daoist lineage."

"Disciple obeys."

Upon receiving the order, Lan Jun responded respectfully, then quickened his pace out of the tower and soon disappeared without a trace.

"The fourth floor..."

He Kuang looked at the white-clad figure who had long since disappeared from sight outside, and his heart was filled with jealousy that almost drove him mad.

They came in the same year, so how could there be such a big difference between them?

"Tower of Heaven! Tower of Heaven!"

He gritted his teeth and shouted, "Master Zhao, I also want to conquer the Tower of Ascension!"

He wasn't the only one with this idea. Among the disciples present, except for those who had recently conquered the Tower of Ascension and remained silent, everyone else clamored to conquer the Tower of Ascension. Among them was even Qian Zhongyou!

It's obvious that this was all because of Lan Jun's provocation.

Those who can enter the Liangzhou Martial Arts Hall are all geniuses in their own right. In the end, Lan Jun's progress in climbing the Tower of Ascension has far surpassed all of them. Who can tolerate this?

Mo Zheng was one of them, but he had some doubts. The voice that had just given the order said, "Enter the sect's genealogy and receive the lineage." What did that mean?

Could it be a martial arts academy or some kind of sect?

It's unlikely. You have to understand that this martial arts hall, which has been established for a thousand years, has the official backing of the Great Yan Dynasty. How could the Great Yan Dynasty possibly do the work for someone else and train disciples for another sect?

No matter how powerful a gang is, it is fragile and vulnerable in the face of the government.

Just like the Black Sand Gang back then, the entire gang was wiped out at the magistrate's order.

But Mo Zheng always felt something was amiss.

However, he understood that this was not something he should worry about right now. The matter of the true teachings was still far from him. When he reached Lan Jun's position, he would naturally know all about it.

Shaking his head, Mo Zheng headed outside, preparing to go to the Treasure Pavilion to cash in his bets so he could challenge the tower.

He didn't have ten thousand taels of silver on him.

In the past seven days, he went to the Daliang Mountains once. His main purpose was not to hunt monsters, but to hone his swordsmanship. He killed three first-level monsters and came back. It was not enough to buy the Twelve Wind Swords manual. That manual cost a full fifty contribution points, which is five thousand taels of silver.

He currently only has a little over four thousand taels of silver notes and twenty-two contribution points, which is far from enough to cover the cost of climbing the Tower of Ascension.

Speaking of which, this martial arts hall is doing a business that's guaranteed to make a profit. Mo Zheng saw with his own eyes that activating the Mirage Pearl only requires two first-tier demon cores, which are worth only twenty contribution points, but it costs one hundred contribution points to challenge the Tower of Ascension once. It's really outrageous.

In no time, he returned from the Treasure Pavilion, but what he saw there left him dumbfounded.

People, all of them are people.

The entire first floor of the Sky Tower was packed with people waiting to climb the tower; it was almost completely full.

A rough count revealed no fewer than two hundred people. Of the three hundred or so disciples of the Liangzhou Martial Arts Hall, probably most of them had already gathered here.

It can only be said that the shock brought by Lan Jun, this unparalleled genius, was too great, and even the other disciples who considered themselves geniuses were somewhat unable to bear it.

Fortunately, the Liangzhou Martial Arts Academy had a history of over a thousand years and had seen similar scenes before. Soon, several more teachers were brought in, each in charge of one level of the Tower of Ascension. They also distributed numbered tokens to the disciples, who used their tokens to enter the tower. The chaotic scene gradually became orderly.

Mo Zheng waited for two hours before it was his turn.

During this period, countless disciples left with pale faces and blood at the corners of their mouths. The vast majority of them failed to ascend the Tower of Ascension. Only a handful successfully passed the level they were stuck on, but none of them were able to advance to the level of true disciple.

This is normal. After all, each level of the Tower of Ascension is more difficult than the last, and failing to pass will result in injury. Therefore, the disciples who are capable of passing have already done so, and the rest are those who are not entirely confident of passing.

Wang Yuan and Zhao Tong also tried, but like the others, they failed.

This was an inevitable outcome, and they knew it; they just wanted to give it a try, so they weren't too disappointed.

Now, it's Mo Zheng's turn.

"come on!"

"You'll definitely pass, Junior Brother Mo!"

Both of them cheered for Mo Zheng. Mo Zheng nodded, walked up to the platform, handed the certificate deducting one hundred contribution points to the teacher on the platform, and then entered the Mirage Pearl World again.

This time it wasn't a mountain peak, but a vast grassland.

The view stretches as far as the eye can see, with lush green grass growing everywhere, creating a boundless and refreshing atmosphere.

However, Mo Zheng was not in a relaxed mood, because there were now ten more demonic beasts in front of him.

The ten demonic beasts were divided into two types: one was a bull-like demonic beast with six legs and red fur, and the other was a cat-like demonic beast with two tails and a small size. They all remained in place, as if they were dead.

A six-hoofed red ox! A two-tailed ghost cat!

Mo Zheng recognized the two demonic beasts at a glance: the six-legged red ox, which was extremely ferocious, bloodthirsty, and incredibly strong. Even a martial artist at the Stone Skin level might not be able to defeat it.

Another type of two-tailed ghost cat, though small and seemingly harmless, is actually incredibly agile, making it impossible for ordinary martial artists to catch up!

These days, Mo Zheng has been hunting monsters in the Daliang Mountains, but he has only found ordinary types. He avoids monsters that are considered strong among first-tier monsters.

Unexpectedly, the first level of the Tower of Ascension requires dealing with ten enemies simultaneously; no wonder You Chendong was able to get through it.

If he hadn't mastered the Twelve Swords of Wind, even with two swords in hand, Mo Zheng would have only met defeat.

Although the ten demonic beasts appeared, they all remained frozen in place, motionless, as if they were dead.

A message then appeared in Mo Zheng's mind.

"A body at the peak of Qi and Blood, with the strength of a thousand jin, can freely choose any weapon? This is the same world restriction as the duel just now."

Mo Zheng wasn't too surprised. The Tower of Ascension tests external martial arts skills, so it naturally limits one's own cultivation level.

With the same body, the only thing that can be utilized is external martial arts skill.

"I choose dual swords!"

Mo Zheng shouted loudly, and in his mind, he visualized the two swords. Soon, a flash of silver light appeared in front of him, and the two swords materialized.

He reached out and took the two swords, feeling a surge of confidence.

"Hmm, there's a requirement, and a time limit: they must be killed within fifteen minutes!"

Mo Zheng read the information to the end and his face darkened. There was a time limit! This increased the difficulty significantly. He had originally planned to use his movement technique to deal with the Twin-Tailed Cat and then slowly wear down the Six-Legged Red Ox, but that was definitely out of the question.

"No wonder none of this year's freshmen have made it through. If the first level is this terrifying, the fourth level must be even more difficult."

A glimpse into the whole reveals the extent of the problem. The second, third, and even later levels of the Tower of Ascension will undoubtedly see an increase in the number and strength of the demonic beasts. However, the martial artist's body remains unchanged, making it easy to imagine the difficulty of passing through the later levels. True disciples who have passed through the fourth level are indeed highly accomplished.

"Let me see the difference between me and Lan Jun now!"

Mo Zheng twirled his two swords, assuming a defensive stance. With a thought, the ten demonic beasts seemed to come alive, all turning their gazes to Mo Zheng. Their fierce and malevolent aura swept over him, instantly making the hairs on Mo Zheng's body stand on end and his heart leap into his throat.

"Roar..."

With a roar, the ten demonic beasts moved and charged madly toward Mo Zheng. Mo Zheng could clearly see the sharp horns of the six-legged red ox and the sharp, gleaming claws of the two-tailed ghost cat!

The earth was trembling slightly!

Aside from the time with the Iron-Armed Golden Ape, this was the first time Mo Zheng had faced such a large horde of demonic beasts. In the Daliang Mountains, with the aid of his mental power, he wouldn't provoke such a large group of demonic beasts.

Mo Zheng wasn't entirely confident he could get through, but...

"If You Chendong can do it, there's no reason I can't. Let's go to the first level of the Tower of Heaven!"

Mo Zheng held two swords, his eyes gradually sharpening as the scene of Lan Jun hunting down the Iron-Armed Golden Ape with his twin pistols flashed through his mind.

Without a doubt, the most efficient and safest method for hunting large groups of monsters is to kill them with a single, fatal blow.

As for failure, at worst, I'll just have to rest for a few days!

Rumble...

Five six-legged red oxen trampled the earth, their charge creating an astonishing momentum. The two-tailed ghost cat was hidden among the six-legged red oxen, and the horde of monsters instantly engulfed Mo Zheng's figure!

Mo Zheng did not move. With his two swords in hand, he carefully observed the movements of the ten demonic beasts, even though they had already rushed close and he could even feel the scorching breath of the six-legged red ox.

suddenly!

Mo Zheng's figure blurred as he dodged the first charging six-legged red bull. With a flash of light from his right-hand longsword, a strange and swift sword light instantly sliced ​​across the bull's neck.

It was the Wind Shadow Sword Technique.

Pfft!

A spray of blood immediately flew out.

The six-legged red ox let out a weak, mournful howl and crashed to the ground. Although it did not die on the spot, it was only a matter of time before it was too weak to resist.

With a single sword strike, Mo Zheng killed a demonic beast, but his face showed no joy. He indifferently extended his left-hand sword and thrust it behind him!

when!

Amidst the crisp sound of impact and visible sparks flying, a sharp claw gripped the longsword, resembling a two-tailed monstrous cat!

If it weren't for that left-handed sword strike, Mo Zheng would have been seriously injured, if not killed, during the sneak attack earlier!

This is the first level of the Tower of Ascension. The Demon Bull and the Ghost Cat are strong and powerful, while the Demon Bull is small and agile. When they work together, any martial artist who tries to climb the tower will die if they are not careful!

"We must slaughter the remaining six-legged red oxen first!"

Mo Zheng's expression was cold and stern; he already had a plan to defeat the enemy in mind.

The two-tailed ghost cat was too small, while the six-legged red ox was too large. It used the six-legged red ox's body as cover, so it had no way to attack. If it chased after them and was knocked down by the six-legged red ox, it would be doomed to defeat.

Once these four red oxen are killed, the two-tailed ghost cat, now without its cover, will undoubtedly be much easier to deal with!

With this thought in mind, he used his longsword in his left hand to follow the trail of the two-tailed ghost cat, while his body dodged and weaved amidst the attacks of the six-legged red ox. Fortunately, the Wind Shadow Sword Technique was known for its speed; otherwise, facing such a large siege by demonic beasts would have been a real problem, and a single misstep would have led to defeat.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh...

Amidst the crisscrossing sword light, two more six-legged red oxen fell. However, as the surrounding space widened, the two-tailed ghost cat had more space and opportunities to launch attacks.

"Oh no!"

Suddenly, as Mo Zheng blocked the attack of a two-tailed ghost cat with his left-hand longsword, another two-tailed ghost cat scratched his back with its sharp claws. A piercing pain surged up instantly, and to make matters worse, a six-legged red ox with two sharp horns was already right in front of him!

This situation is practically a dead end!

Mo Zheng, quick-witted, suddenly lowered his body and lay down, avoiding the head-on collision with the two sharp bull horns. At the same time, he gathered all his strength in his two swords and slashed fiercely at the bull's hooves!

*Pfft! Pfft!*

Two streaks of blood flashed as the two swords slashed at the joints of the bull's hooves, severing both legs in one fell swoop!

The six-legged red ox let out a mournful cry and collapsed uncontrollably. Mo Zheng rolled to his feet, and with his left hand, his long sword pierced the ox's neck, ending its life.

That was dangerous, so dangerous!

Mo Zheng stood there, panting heavily, his heart filled with relief.

With the strength of the six-legged red ox, if it were to collide with him, he would be powerless to resist and would be instantly killed by the other demonic beasts!

That attack just now was not a display of his swordsmanship, but a quick wit in the heat of battle. If he hadn't rolled away like that, he would have surely died.

Therefore, in this battle, it's not just about swordsmanship and skill level. When the difference in skill level is small, wisdom and courage can both change the course of the battle.

However, the threat is much smaller right now.

Seeing the demon bull and five strange cats charging towards him, Mo Zheng, despite his injury to his back, felt that he had a chance to win. He raised his twin swords and charged forward once again.

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