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Chapter 773

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"Big Sister Number Three …" Someone's form of address was much more intimate.

"You can call me Elder Zi Ling."

"Big Sister Zi Ling, I'm actually in a good mood, really good. Did you see how bright my smile is? It's like a flower blooming under the sun. There's a saying that a child's smile is the purest …"

Elder Zi Ling couldn't take it anymore. You're so old and you call yourself a child? How disgusting!

"Your expression changes pretty fast. You looked like a dead person just now, but now you're so bright."

Someone said, "I can't help it. I'm naturally thick-skinned, that's all."

Zi Ling couldn't help but laugh. "According to the rules of The Black Robe, anyone who provides information on lone cultivators from the Saint Devil Sect will be rewarded with ten million spirit stones …"

"No way ~" Someone thought, 'My two hundred million for your ten million?'

"Are you going to turn against me again? You're really thick-skinned. "

Ye Kong thought, 'Anyone would turn against me in this situation!' But since Number Three said so, he was too embarrassed to say anything. He smiled bitterly. "Forget it, I'll just not provide any information next time."

Zi Ling said again, "I'm not done yet. But this time, after killing the Saint Devil Sect's envoy, we obtained an extraordinary Dharma Eye. It's an ancient Dharma Eye. We can research a way to restrain it, but we haven't been able to find it. So this time, you deserve a lot of credit! "

Ye Kong didn't say anything. He waited for this woman to continue. He didn't want to be excited and disappointed. In the end, he would be called thick-skinned.

Zi Ling saw that someone didn't move, so she continued. "In view of your outstanding achievements and low cultivation level, the Elder Council has decided to recommend you to enter the Mustard Seed Tower to cultivate for a year."

"Mustard Seed Tower!" Ye Kong's eyes lit up. Lu Junrou had mentioned it before. Later, when he was chatting with Elder Deng, he heard this name. At that time, Ye Kong didn't believe it. He didn't expect such a place to really exist.

"Is it the kind where one year on the outside is ten years on the inside?" Ye Kong couldn't wait to ask.

Elder Zi Ling laughed. "Are you excited now? You're no longer depressed about the pay for Number Four and Number Nine, right? Actually, you really shouldn't be depressed. A hundred million spirit stones to get them to help, that's really cheap … If they weren't the Saint Devil Sect's Saint Envoy, even if you gave them a hundred million, they wouldn't do it! Because of you, Number Four's old injuries relapsed. Not to mention the three to five years he lost, the pills and ingredients he ate in these three to five years are worth at least 50 million. Do you still think that 100 million is a lot? "

Ye Kong's face turned red. If it wasn't for Number Four and Number Nine, even if he and Huang Shi Shi wouldn't have died, they would definitely be in a difficult situation. He should be thanking them.

Ye Kong said, "Actually, I'm very grateful that they dropped what they were doing and rushed tens of thousands of miles to save me. I was depressed just now because the Black Robe deducted my spirit stones without my consent. If they had told me earlier, I wouldn't have minded it. After all, it's not easy to get a Mahayana Stage cultivator to help."

Zi Ling nodded. "It's good that you can think that way. Maybe you're not clear about the Black Robe's rules. You'll be fine after you get used to it. Actually, the Elders are quite optimistic about you."

"I know. Thank you." Ye Kong thanked her from the bottom of his heart. He asked again, "Then when can I enter the Mustard Seed Tower? Is there a time limit?"

Elder Zi Ling smiled and said, "Don't be anxious. Only the Great Elder can control the Mustard Seed Pagoda of Time, and only he can decide whether to let you in or not … Our Elders will report your name and contribution to the pagoda. Only after the Great Elder makes the decision can we inform you to enter and cultivate."

"Oh, I see. How long can I go in at one time?"

"Normally, it's one year. Inside, it's ten years."

Ye Kong sighed. "Can it be a little longer? I'm now at the Foundation Establishment Great Perfection. I have to enter to form my Core. I don't know how long it will take for me to form my Core. I'm afraid that ten years won't be enough … When the time comes, I'll be kicked out halfway through forming my Core. That would be terrible. "

"That's true." Zi Ling thought for a moment. "Today, I'm mainly asking for your opinion. If you agree, I'll report it. As for your question, I'll report it together and wait for the Great Elder's approval. Now, let me ask you, do you agree? "

"Agree, of course I agree!" Ye Kong hurriedly agreed. However, he thought of another problem. "I'm sure you've gone in to cultivate many times, right? Why don't you let Elder Kuang Peng go in to recover? "

Zi Ling laughed. "How can there be such a good thing? There are restrictions in the mustard seed space. Cultivators above the Soul Formation Stage can only enter once in their lifetime. You might have the opportunity to go in a few times. When you reach the Soul Formation Stage, you'll only have one chance."

Ye Kong asked curiously, "Why is that?"

Zi Ling shook her head. "Although I'm the Third Elder, there are some things that I don't know. The Great Elder said that one day, when someone can open the second floor of the Mustard Seed Tower, we, who are above the Soul Formation Stage, can go in and cultivate."

"There's a second floor?" Ye Kong was getting more and more curious. "What are the benefits of the second floor?"

"The second floor is one year outside, one hundred years inside!"

Ye Kong was shocked. What kind of background did The Black Robe have? How powerful was the mysterious Great Elder? One year outside, one hundred years inside. Even an ordinary immortal would not be able to build such a tower.

If he entered the second floor now and came out after a year, he would at least be a complete Yuanying cultivator! Oh my god! If he went in for ten years, he would be able to ascend straight away!

"Is there a third floor? This tower must have many floors, right? Also, is there a basement where time slows down? Also, also … "

Elder Zi Ling fainted. "Why do you have so many questions? Who should I ask if you ask me? "

Ye Kong smiled. "Forget it, I won't ask anymore. One last question, when can the Great Elder reply?"

Zi Ling shook her head. "It's hard to say. Sometimes he appears once in a few years, sometimes several times a month. It depends on your luck, but he will appear sooner or later. Don't worry."

Ye Kong said, "I'm not in a hurry. I really hope that he will appear later because I have something to do recently."

Elder Zi Ling nodded. "That's good."

Then Ye Kong bid farewell. But before he left, Elder Zi Ling seemed to remember something and threw him a storage bag. "This is my harvest this time. Every Elder has a share, and I'll give you one as a greeting gift. I believe it will be useful for your Core Formation. That sect was wiped out by me, and these things will be gone in the future. Save them."

"Thank you, Third Elder." Ye Kong accepted the benefits from her and felt that Elder Zi Ling was not bad. She knew how to behave.

Teleporting back to his own space, Ye Kong probed the storage bag with his Divine Sense. He immediately knew who Elder Zi Ling was and which sect she had recently wiped out.

It turned out that the storage bag contained a hundred various elixirs. Some were for healing, some for cultivation, ten Foundation Establishment Elixirs, five Golden Elixir Pills, one Zihe Nascent Elixir … These elixirs all had the same mark, Blood Elixir Demon Sect.

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