Chapter 1992: Inside the Tower
He had seen the round tower before.
The tower that impressed him was in his dream.
How could he forget?
That happened when he was cultivating Guimeng Jieli in the Pill Tribulation Realm.
But that was in a dream, this time it was in reality, not necessarily in reality, it could also be in a dream.
He passed through the wall of fog and might have entered a dream.
Or he was in a dream when he opened his eyes, and he never woke up.
Zhou Fan thought of this, he quickly got down from the tall tree, and then rushed towards the white fog wall. He passed through the fog wall without any hindrance, and returned to the desolate world before.
This made him raise his eyebrows, he thought it would not be so easy.
He turned around and looked over, the ghost burial coffin came out from the fog wall, the gray shadow woman and two gray shadow children were staring at him as before.
But at this moment, he didn't care about the ghost burial coffin, but his face was serious, thinking about the round tower on the other side of the white fog wall?
Could it be that there is such a coincidence that the round tower was built in Xiazhu Star Realm?
If not... Thinking of it this way, he felt shuddering, he would rather it was a coincidence, otherwise the existence of the round tower would be difficult to explain, if it were not for a coincidence, then the round tower might move, not because he found the round tower, but It was the Round Tower who found him.
In the previous dream, he was just an ordinary person, not as good as now, but now at least he has huge strength, and he has the body of the inverse wheel.
But the round tower still gave him great pressure. The ship once appeared in a dream and asked him to go to the last floor, saying that the things on it were not dangerous until they went up, but if they were seen by them, they would become very dangerous. Then he will die, not in a dream, but in the real world.
And now that he is in the real world, what will happen if he actually sees what the boat said?
Never know until you see it.
In the past, he must have been hiding as far away as possible, but now he wants to meet him, and he has a premonition in his heart that the round tower is the doom he will face this time.
He was originally here to practice life and death, is there a better place than this round tower?
He thought for a while in silence, and passed through the fog wall again. Just like last time, he appeared in the forest again. This forest is still different from the forest that appeared in the dream before, and it seems that they are not the same.
He walked in the direction of the round tower.
The ghost burial coffin followed behind him.
There are poisonous snakes and ants in the woods, but with his tyrannical body, ordinary poisonous snakes and ants can't bite him at all, so don't worry.
He also expected that there would be strange things in the woods. The forest in the dream was not strange. For him now, he would feel less pressure when there were strange things, because it represented a difference.
The round tower I see so far is exactly the same as the round tower in my dream, but I can't confirm that it is the one in my dream, maybe it's just a similar tower.
Thinking of all kinds of possibilities in his heart, he walked out of the forest effortlessly.
He looked straight up and couldn't see the round tower, but he knew it was there, waiting for him.
He continued to walk in the direction of the round tower. He remembered that he passed a deserted village before, but he walked for a long time until he saw the round tower appear in his sight, but he still didn't see the deserted village.
This once again proved that his previous thoughts were correct, the forest he appeared in was different from the forest in his dream.
He was thinking about things, but he didn't stop until he saw a black stone path.
This made him stop. In that dream, there was also a black stone path leading to the entrance of the tower.
He should have come from a different direction, but he came across this black stone path?
Is the forest the same forest? Is it just that the village is gone?
He couldn't tell which one was right, but it didn't matter, the key was whether to walk from the Black Stone Path to the round tower gate.
In his dream, he walked from the black stone path to the round tower.
But this time he didn't intend to do that, but walked past the black stone path. He walked to the gray and white round tower, but he didn't find the existence of the tower gate. The round tower was completely closed.
There is no door at all.
He tried to push the tower body with his hands. Of course, the tower body could not be pushed. The gray and white walls were as smooth and new as in a dream. He tried to use other methods to destroy the tower body, and found that the tower body was very strong, and he could not try anything. Just gave up after that.
It seems that the tower gate can only be seen by walking from the beginning of the black stone path.
He returned to the beginning of the Black Stone Path and stepped on the Black Stone Path.
Just like in a dream, there are light and shadows constantly changing, and there are malicious peeps, which made a dense layer of pimples form on his skin.
He was very experienced and closed his eyes so as not to bleed from the stinging pain of the changing light and shadow. He ran on the black stone path, unable to see the changing light and shadow, but the malicious peeping continued and became more and more intense.
But he still walked to the end safely, and came to the front of the gray round tower again.
This time he saw the arched pylon.
Standing outside the tower gate and looking, the inside is dark and deep, and he can't see anything, but he knows that as long as he walks in, he can see the situation inside clearly.
Having arrived here, there is no reason to be timid. He glanced back at the ghost burial coffin, "Will you still follow?"
The ghost burial coffin couldn't answer.
Zhou Fan stepped into the pagoda, and the pagoda was covered with dust and cobwebs stuck together, just like in the dream.
He looked at the spiral-shaped gray-white stairs. He remembered that there were human bones piled up on the second floor. I don't know if it's still the same?
He walked up the gray and white stairs, and there were indeed countless bones piled up on the second floor. He didn't rush up, but picked up a bone. The bone didn't decay, but he couldn't identify what age it was. skeletons.
Only male and female can be identified from the skeleton.
He waited on the second floor for a while, but found that the ghost coffin hadn't followed. Could it be that he was waiting for him under the tower?
He looked at the stairs on the third floor. In the previous dream, there would be many corpses on the third floor.
Walking up to the third floor, there are indeed many rotting corpses, all kinds of indescribable corpses, and the green-eating corpse insects are sucking the carrion. The rotten smell permeates this floor, making him want to vomit. He scratched his nose, he didn't understand why these corpses were just rotting, but not completely rotting away?
All of this is the same as in the dream. Could it be that the time in the tower is stagnant?
He didn't stop there, but continued to go up. The fourth and fifth floors were full of tadpole-like divine characters, swimming around, switching back and forth between gray and light.
All this remains unchanged.
On the fifth floor, he felt a strong peeping, he knew who it was, it was his face peeping at him, because he knew it already, so he didn't panic, and went on to the sixth floor.
On the sixth floor, like in a dream, there are eight clusters of gray-white light floating, and the light is flickering and breathing.
In that dream, he tried to reach out and touch the eight clusters of gray light, but nothing happened.
Only this time, as soon as he appeared on the sixth floor, the eight groups of gray-white rays of light floated towards him automatically.