Emperor Yutianwu

The night of this day was also destined to be extraordinary. People from all sects were discussing the Shengtai battle during the day, and it was not until midnight that the previous calm was restored.

During this period, Chu Yan has been cultivating and enlightening. In the Mansion of Divine Consciousness, Chu Yan used his spiritual thoughts to re-evolve the three battles during the day. Only this time, he was watching as a bystander.

First experiencing it personally, and then watching from the sidelines, this gave Chu Yan two different insights.

"I didn't notice it when I fought in person today, but from the sidelines, I found that I have many loopholes. That is, Lin Changsheng and Murong Yi don't have a deep understanding of bloodline. Otherwise, I might be the loser." After three battles, Chu Yan opened his eyes slightly and was quite shocked. It was the first time for him to practice in this way, but it had some miraculous effects.

"Although I have successfully advanced to the next level, I am the weakest among the top fifty. There will definitely be someone who challenges me tomorrow. In addition, there are Chen Tianwang, Cheng Jiang, and Gu Feng on the stage. These people are very powerful. It will not be easy to win. , It seems that we need to think of something." Chu Yan thought, and then the fat man opened the door and was slightly surprised to see that Chu Yan was not sleeping yet: "Brother Chu, you haven't rested yet?"

"Aren't you asleep too?"

"I can't sleep, I'm so excited! Today I bet ten yuan of second-level spiritual jade in Tongyunfang that you can enter the top fifty. Your odds are one to ten. If I win, it will be one to one. A hundred pieces of second-level spiritual jade, and I'll be rich!" The fat man smiled obscenely, and Chu Yan was speechless. Did this fat man regard himself as a cash cow?

"Where are Chen Tianwang and Cheng Jiang? What are their odds?" In Chu Yan's heart, Chengjiang and Chen Tianwang had already been regarded as opponents.

"Both Chen Tianwang and Cheng Jiang have very low odds. The top fifty and the top ten are not open. Tongyunfang has determined that the two of them can definitely enter the top ten. The top three are open. Chen Tianwang pays two for one. The champion It's four for one, Cheng Jiang is the same as Chen Tianwang, Gu Feng is even worse, Gu Feng's champion is ten for one, and top three is four for one!" The fat man said slyly, which made Chu Yan feel ashamed. This fat man really has a lot of intentions.

In previous years, Tongyunfang's odds also represented something. Just like last year, Luan Zhiyi's odds in Tongyunfang did not even open the top three, but only opened the championship, which was 1 to 2. And Luan Zhiyi did win the championship, which shows that Tongyunfang has a very vicious view of Shengtai Zhan.

Judging from this year's odds, the top three are likely to be Chen Tianwang, Cheng Jiang and Gu Feng.

"What are my odds of winning?"

"It seems like the top three will pay you 100 for each one, and you will lose 400 for winning the championship!" Fatty said. Chu Yan's face darkened. Tongyunfang really didn't think much of him, but it's not surprising. Chu Yan is not overly conceited. People, it is a precedent for first-year disciples to enter Shengtai, so it is normal not to be favored.

Chu Yan glanced at Fatty: "Fatty, did you buy me into the top three or win the championship?"

The fat man was stunned and rolled his eyes at Chu Yan angrily: "Brother Chu, are you scolding me? Do you think I am a fool? Buying you to win the championship? Do you know that in the entire Tongyunfang, even the people who bought Zheng Yutong to win the championship? Yes, but I didn’t buy it from you! Even if you have money, why don’t you wait for compensation?”

After listening to the fat man's words, Chu Yan immediately had the urge to beat him up. But think about it, not even your own brothers believe in you, let alone others. According to the probability, the chance of winning the championship is indeed very low.

After hesitation, Chu Yan showed a smile and handed over all his wealth to the fat man, which was almost a hundred pieces of second-level spiritual jade.

"Fat man, if you buy me 50 yuan tomorrow, I will win the championship. If you buy 50 yuan for me tomorrow, I will enter the top three."

The fat man blinked his small eyes and touched Chu Yan's forehead again: "Damn it, I don't have a fever. Why are you still talking nonsense? Brother Chu, why don't you pledge a hundred pieces of spiritual jade to King Chen?" Well, it can be changed to 200 yuan."

"Go away! Just do what I say and suppress me!" Chu Yan glared at the fat man, who then smiled and nodded: "Whatever you want, it's not money you have to pay anyway!"

Chu Yan rolled his eyes at the fat man, and revealed a profound smile alone: ​​"Is it true that no one expects me to win the championship? But it is true that with my current strength, it is not difficult to enter the top 50, but it is difficult to enter the top ten. What’s more, the top three might win. Whether it’s Cheng Jiang, Chen Tianwang, or Gu Feng, I can’t defeat them with my current strength, but if I’m on the eighth level of Juechen... maybe I can.”

It will still take some time before the Shengtai is completely over. From fifty to the top ten, from the top ten to the top three, and then to the finals, it will take at least ten days. If he can enter the eighth level of Juechen in these ten days, Chu Yan thinks it will be better. He is certain to defeat Chen Tianwang.

Thinking of this, Chu Yan suddenly stood up and said to the fat man: "Fat man, let's go out with me."

"Where are you going in the middle of the night?" The fat man was dreaming about getting rich and glanced at Chu Yan curiously.

"Haotian Tower!" After Chu Yan finished speaking, he stood up and walked towards the direction of Haotian Tower.

"Haotian Tower? What are you going to do? Hey! Wait for me, Brother Chu!" The fat man couldn't figure it out, but he still followed Chu Yan to the foot of Haotian Tower. Today's Haotian Pagoda has been closed, and the color is a little less lustrous than in the past, but it still stands tall. The seven-story pagoda is suppressed layer by layer, giving people an illusion of awe.

"Since the last time you left, the Haotian Tower has been closed. The next time it will be opened will be the Lunar Festival next year, when the elders of ten thousand sects and ten columns will join forces to open the tower. Brother Chu, let's go back, it's so cold." At the end of the year. , The weather is already very cold, the fat man said shivering at the side.

"Next, please help me keep an eye on the surroundings. Everyone should be resting at this time, but accidents are inevitable. If there is anyone, call me out immediately, understand?" Chu Yan did not respond to the fat man, turned around and walked directly towards the Haotian Tower, leaving the fat man alone with wide eyes.

"Call me out? Are you going to go in? Hey, hey, hey, you are crazy and still want to drag me. If I don't have the energy to fight tomorrow and don't enter the top 50, my stone and level 2 spiritual jade will be wasted. I should have suppressed Chen Tianwang earlier." The fat man exhaled hot air to warm his hands and sat down helplessly.

Chu Yan came to the front of the Haotian Tower, raised his head, looked at the towering seven-story iron tower, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

"Haotian Tower is an eternal divine object, why is it willing to stay in this small Haotian Sect?"

In the Jiutian Xuan Tower, Chu Yan has seen countless eternal divine objects. The Haotian Tower is close to 5,000, which is the highest ranking in the world. However, this Haotian Tower has always been unknown and has abandoned the divine power of the eternal divine object, which makes Chu Yan full of doubts.

But now he came here for nothing else, just wanting to step into the Haotian Tower again. He wants to enter it, feel the bloodline, and then make a breakthrough.

"My bloodline can suppress the Jiutian Xuan Tower for more than ten years, which shows that it can subdue the divine object! Now this Haotian Tower must not be difficult for me! I want to enter it again, who can stop me!" He took a deep breath, cut his fingers, and the blood stained his palms red. He pushed towards the door of the Haotian Tower with a pair of bloody hands: "Haotian Tower, I believe that you will open it for me again!"

"Buzz!" At that moment, the Haotian Tower actually made a chirping sound.

The bloody palm fell, but the Haotian Tower did not open.

"Don't you think the blood is enough?" The sword fell, and Chu Yan's other palm was also stained with blood, imprinted on the Haotian Tower.

"Buzz!" The Haotian Tower screamed even louder, but it refused to open for Chu Yan. Chu Yan was unwilling, he urged blood, blood kept flowing out, and in a blink of an eye, the stone door of the Haotian Tower was almost dyed red: "Is this enough!"

"Boom!" Chu Yan roared, the light of the seven floors of the Haotian Tower flashed, and the stone door was pushed open by Chu Yan!

The fat man was stunned when he saw this scene from a distance: "Fuck, this is okay? This is too cool, right?"

Chu Yan ignored the fat man, he pushed the door with all his strength, every inch the stone door moved, he could feel a huge hatred, the bigger the stone door opened, the stronger the hatred. That hatred was not that the Haotian Tower hated Chu Yan, but hated the sky and all living beings!

Haotian Tower, an eternal divine object, possesses infinite divine power, but it only succumbs to this Haotian Sect and refuses to show its spirit!

But today, Chu Yan seems to have awakened the Haotian Tower. The Haotian Tower has spirit, and Chu Yan is also shocked by a divine power. This Haotian Tower hates the world? What kind of courage is this?

Why? Just because the heaven is unfair? Chu Yan seems to have seen a tragic shadow from this Haotian Tower.

That person is a generation of Tianjiao, unparalleled in the world, who once fought against all directions with one tower, but was finally ruthlessly killed by blood.

That person is the one who cast the Haotian Tower, the owner of the Haotian Tower? This Haotian Tower has not moved for thousands of years, but has been waiting for an opportunity to avenge the owner of the Haotian Tower?

Chu Yan was a little shocked. It seemed that the Haotian Tower was spiritual. It seemed that it had been waiting for something. Suddenly, Chu Yan thought that with the power of the Haotian Tower, even the elders of the Ten Ranks of Ten Thousand Sects could not open it. But it was willing to open it once every lunar festival. Could it be waiting for an opportunity for someone who could avenge the master of the Haotian Tower to come here?

"Are you willing to leave with me? If I become a king in the future, I am willing to avenge the master of the Haotian Tower, okay?" Chu Yan tried to communicate with the Haotian Tower.

"Too humble!" An ancient voice fell, which was so vicissitudes. Chu Yan couldn't help but frowned. The Haotian Tower called him too humble! But the fact is that Chu Yan is now at the seventh level of Juechen. Looking at the world, he is indeed very humble, so he didn't force it. He said to the Haotian Tower lightly: "It doesn't matter. You look down on me today. If I stand at the peak of this world in the future, I will come to you! But today, I want to enter the tower and fight the Shengtai Monument!"

There was no sound in the Haotian Tower.

Chu Yan entered the Haotian Tower. Fatty was stunned from a distance. He didn't expect that Chu Yan actually succeeded and entered the Haotian Tower. Fatty even had an idea. If Chu Yan could open the Haotian Tower, would he charge for entering the tower in the future? Five spiritual jades for entering the Haotian Tower for a day? Then, wouldn't he be rich?

If Chu Yan knew about Fatty's dirty idea, he would be so angry that he would vomit blood. Chu Yan used his own blood as a guide to stain a blood gate before the Haotian Tower opened for him once.

Entering the Haotian Tower again, Chu Yan did not step into it layer by layer like last time, but directly stepped into the sixth floor. Here he sat cross-legged, feeling the huge blood pressure, and had a deeper blood communication.