Who let him join the Sword Sect!

Chapter 304 Whose Ancestor Are We Capturing Today?

"Don't these people take a break?"

It was already the second half of the night, but Qianji Town was still bustling with people.

Zhang Ze did not go back to Qianji Pavilion directly, but went to the west of Qianji Town.

The main body of the Jade Book Tower is inside the Thousand Machines Pavilion, but its entrance is outside.

It was integrated with the relocated Qianji Pavilion underground city entrance.

In the west of Qianji Town, Lily and her team built a spectacular building that was as extravagant as the Zhashide, a building similar to the Bird's Nest Stadium, guarded by several Qianji Pavilion-style buildings.

Lily gave it a surprisingly normal name, the Hall of Trials.

All entrances are teleportation arrays. Walking into them is just like entering the dungeon hall of an online game.

The interior of the entire circular Trial Hall is divided into three parts.

The first part is the Qianji Pavilion dungeon for beginners to experience, serving young monks in the foundation-building and Qi training stages.

Under the guidance of the automatically running Thousand Machine Puppets and the Thousand Machine Pavilion monks on duty here, the monks who come here can reach anywhere by taking the floating platforms and automatic stairs.

After continuous optimization and adjustment, today's dungeons are no longer developing in the direction of pursuing realism.

Instead, we strive to let these young people know the evil of human nature.

The stairs suddenly disappeared, and underneath was a magic circle that imprisoned spiritual energy. After falling into the cesspool, what came towards him was a door that could not be opened from this side.

Protected by the Golden Core Array, the spitting toad stood high above, and suddenly a lurker appeared around the corner and kicked him in the waist.
The second part is the Jade Book Illusion constructed inside the Jade Book Tower, which focuses on historical battles and authenticity. Although anti-addiction measures are set up and the fees are not low, there are still many cultivators who love it.

The third part is a large teleportation array leading to cities across Qingjing, as well as a fast passage leading directly to the flying boat parking area. If you have had enough of the virtual experience, you can also try the real one.

In order to ensure that every journey of the monks is worthwhile, the service desk in the middle can not only ask for directions, but also undertake publishing tasks.

Theoretically speaking, if they wanted to, some monks with strong addictions could create perpetual motion here.

Practice, simulate, go out for trials to improve your strength, make money and come back to spend money in Qianji Pavilion
Zhang Ze walked in, waved away five or six scammers who were selling guides, and headed towards the second floor.

Then he stopped in front of the escalator.

Although this thing looks no different from an elevator whether you look at it with your eyes or your butt.

But because it was driven by spiritual energy, Lily stubbornly insisted on calling it a spiritual ladder.

And the two words were printed in large letters.

[When climbing the spirit ladder, no running or jumping is allowed. Violators will be buried alive.]

Zhang Ze thought about it and stepped onto the spiritual ladder.

When we got to the second floor, the soundproof barrier blocked out the noisy sounds from the first floor, and replaced them with the noise of another group of people.

In the rest area of ​​the lobby on the second floor, Zhang Ze saw a group of monks judging their stupid teammates.

"What's wrong with you, kid!" A female monk with a big sister temperament pointed at a small monk with a beast tooth hammer in her hand.

"Don't you always brag about being an invincible thief who can travel a thousand miles without leaving a trace? We're going to rob the camp to draw fire, and you're going to steal the book in the city. Where's the book?"

There are some random books hidden in each layer of illusion, but because each layer of illusion takes a period of history and then randomly cuts into it, each illusion is different.

But Elder Wang, a lazy man who loves reading, is unwilling to scan the pictures over and over again.

So, he sent out the task of finding books as a task.

For many monks, this is a good way to earn extra money.

The monk who claimed to be a thief looked like he had something to hide, but under the threat of the sledgehammer he still stammered and tried to make excuses.

"I actually already got the book, but something went wrong when I was leaving."

"Tell me! What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, actually. I'll try harder next time." Faced with further questioning, he shut up again.

"Cough." The female cultivator with the hammer coughed lightly and dropped the hammer at the thief's feet.

She didn't smash it because she would have to pay for the damage to the floor.

As for why she knew this, it was because she had paid compensation three times.

Under the tyranny of the hammer, the thief told his teammates an embarrassing story.

The story is not long. It is a story about a female spy from the demon tribe, and it is a quite clichéd story.

The City Lord's Mansion is in chaos. The Thousand-Faced Spy encounters the Innocent Thief. The two work together to escape. Before they part, the Innocent Boy is devoured.
"Xiao Mei said the book was useful to her, so I gave it to her. After all, we knew each other."

Then, the brother began to recall the scene at that time and described the beautiful figure of the black goat.
After hearing what the thief said, his companions all looked at him as if he were an idiot.

"Brother, that's all fake, can you show some team spirit?"

"No, brother, since you are so kind, can you lend me some money to spend, the kind that you don't have to pay back."

Faced with his companions' accusations and ridicule, the brother finally threw in the towel and said, "What do you know? Xiaome said she likes me! She said I'm a good person! She's the first person to say that to me!"

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but the moment he said this, the entire second floor seemed to be quiet for a moment.

After these words, which were comparable to the Declaration of Independence, were uttered, his friends fell silent.

The female cultivator swinging the sledgehammer sighed and patted the man on the shoulder. "Don't get too caught up, brother. Even if that little girl really existed in history, she's worthy of being your ancestor."

"Take a rest for two days. I'll introduce my junior sister to you tomorrow."

Hearing this, the thief's eyes lit up, but when he saw the hammer in his big sister's hand, he hesitated again.

Thief, "Your apprentice sister, she won't swing a hammer like yours, will she?"

Hammer girl, "Don't worry, she doesn't need this."

Thief, "That's good"

Hammer Girl, "The one I use is a medium hammer. She is more talented than me and uses a large hammer. Only when you reach the level of my master can you use the super large hammer passed down from our ancestors."

Thief, "?"

After watching the show, Zhang Ze went to the Xiaolu Huitou tea shop next door, which he owned, and bought a large cup of juice, and then walked towards a room in the lobby on the second floor.

Before chatting with Yu Shulou, Zhang Ze planned to go find Bai Tao first.

If you can't use the back door, then just take advantage of other people's progress.

Anyway, it was absolutely impossible to climb up from the first level honestly. He agreed to do the task for the system, but he didn't agree to do it honestly from the beginning.
The group that has climbed the highest level so far is the demon tribe led by Bai Tao.

Zhang Ze’s number one fan, Bai Tao, relied on her unusually high seniority to call many friends from her hometown.

The kind who is very rich and has a lot of free time.

This group of rich second-generations have been hanging out here since Loulou's Fantasy Land officially opened its doors to receive customers.

Their obsession is not due to their pursuit of material things, but rather their ideals that are not very filial but very upright.

They want to kill their own ancestors!
The demons during the chaotic times of the Ten Kingdoms were all insects and had to be properly corrected.

Although all of these events happened in the distant past, and were illusions that were both real and unreal, their actions could not change anything.

But every time I strike hard, I reflect on myself.

Therefore, their actions still received the support of the elders of each family. If it were not for the agreement between the high-level demons and the human race, they would also want to come and play.

As soon as Zhang Ze entered the room, he saw Bai Tao directing and dispatching things in the VIP room decorated in a pub style.

"Mee-mee, check your family tree. Our next target is likely your great-great-great-great-great-grandmother who did evil things during the Ten Kingdoms era."

"Which one should I check? My family has two family tree books. Should I check the Baimee or the Heimei one?"

The girl with goat horns and naturally curly grey hair asked seriously.

White peach, "?"

"Six hundred years ago, the Hei and Bai families of our Mee Mee clan merged into one. Otherwise, why do you think my last name is Hui?" said Hui Mee Mee.

"Ah, this," Bai Tao pondered for a moment, recalling the fragmentary information she had obtained in the previous environment, "Then look for an ancestor with the same name as you, also called Mee Mee." "Everyone in my family is named Mee Mee, which one should I look for?"

White peach, "?"

"No, you are all baaaaa, then how do you call for help?"

"Although they are all mee-mee, the tones are actually different. In our family, we use pronunciation and middle names to distinguish them."

As he spoke, Gray Meeme demonstrated to Bai Tao and the others the eighteen ways of calling Meeme, and said that his full name was actually Gray Soren Meeme.

Bai Tao fell into deep thought. The peculiar tradition of this friend who had played with her for a while in childhood and came from a remote family had shocked her greatly.

As expected, our demon race is unfathomable.

Zhang Ze, who had been listening for a while, coughed lightly and then cast a spell to send the drinks to the table.

"I think the person you're looking for might be a Black Bae."

After saying that, Zhang Ze recounted the virgin story he had just heard in the hall, and mentioned the time and place.

Gray Soren Meeme looked at Zhang Ze curiously, then took out her family's thick genealogy from the ring and began to read it.

"Teacher, what do you want to talk to me about?" Bai Tao asked while slurping the juice.

After Zhang Ze sat down, he briefly talked about what he was going to do, asked Bai Tao and the others about their progress, and how Yu Shulou was feeling now.

"Well." Bai Tao pinched her ear, "We have already passed the 50th floor, but after that..."

Bai Tao felt that she didn't quite understand what she was saying, so she took out a notebook and handed it to Zhang Ze.

It turns out that starting from the 20th floor, those history-based fragments no longer progress in chronological order.

Instead, it became chaotic and the years became disorganized.

For example, the 21st level is still about the Battle of Beijun during the Ten Kingdoms period.

But at the 22nd level, it jumps to the Southern Border witch-hunting during the Eastern Qi era.

After the 50th floor, the chaos continued to intensify.

"Before the 50th level, although the years became chaotic, the difficulty of each level of illusion increased, and the Jade Book Tower would give relatively clear tasks.

"But after the 50th floor, the Jade Book Tower no longer gives out tasks. Even the number of floors you enter is random, and each person can only enter once a day." Bai Tao said.

"Yes." A bird demon uncle said while sipping ginseng juice, "I have entered the illusionary realm after the fiftieth floor twice."

The bird demon uncle stroked his ahoge and began to reminisce.

"One time it was on the 57th floor. I went in and before I could even see what was going on, I was stabbed to death."

"As for the 64th floor, I entered it in the year 1783 of Dongqi. I was delivering a letter for an old lady, and then I was asked to leave the illusion."

Zhang Ze was looking at his notes while listening to Bai Tao and the bird demon uncle's stories, thinking that the Jade Book Tower looked like it was about to be scrapped.

"So unstable? Will anything happen?" Zhang Ze asked.

“It’s just unstable, and after discovering this situation, the illusions above the 50th floor have been closed to outsiders, so there won’t be any problems.

"I heard from Yu Shu Lou itself that as a pagoda spirit, it actually only has the authority to control the first fifty levels of the illusion.

"The first twenty levels of the illusion can be controlled at will, but levels twenty-one to fifty can only be controlled to a limited extent.

“After the 50th floor, the only thing left is to ensure that the monks who enter have the right to leave at any time.

"But there's no danger in dying in a fantasy world," Bai Tao said.

Zhang Ze continued flipping through his notes and asked, "So what's the highest floor you've been to? Can you just randomly enter the last floor?"

"We can't do it. The most we randomly reached was the 80th floor. The probability gets smaller the further we go. When I entered the 80th floor, it was a battlefield. As soon as I entered, I didn't see anything clearly before I was completely destroyed."

Bai Tao seemed to be remembering something bad and touched her arm.

"But there are still some vague patterns." Zhang Ze glanced at Hui Mee Mee who was still checking the family tree.

"You're right. We've discovered that the time point of entering the illusion after the fiftieth floor seems to be related to the entrant's bloodline or family, and is also somewhat related to the last floor entered.

"We now first enter the illusionary realm fifty levels ago, and then try again after the fifty levels.

"Although it may not be accurate, the random range will at least be smaller."

After Bai Tao finished speaking, she looked at her friends who were slurping juice around her.

"It was probably just an accident. My friends all have very rich family histories and relatively pure bloodlines. Some of them can even trace their lineage back to before the Ten Kingdoms."

"So the testing work after the 50th floor is done by us demons."

"What about you? What's your family's heritage?" Zhang Ze asked casually.

"Hehe, this is a secret, I won't tell you." After Bai Tao said this, she glared at the bird uncle next to her, signaling him not to say too much.

After chatting with Bai Tao for a while, Zhang Ze still felt that he should go and talk to Yu Shulou.

But as soon as Zhang Ze lifted his butt, the girl raised her head from her family's massive genealogy book and looked at Bai Tao.

"I found out. Although the middle name of that Heimeimei has been lost, it is almost certain that it is her."

"But I suggest you don't hold too high hopes. After all, it's just narrowing the random range, and you may not necessarily run into my ancestor." Gray Meeme said.

"What information do you have? How many children are there in your family? What skills have they learned? Who is the boss?" Bai Tao asked a series of questions.

Gray MeeMee raised an eyebrow. "Who would record that in their family tree?"

Bai Tao, "Then what do you record in your family tree?"

Huimeeme, "Favorite flavor of spiritual plants, favorite jewelry and clothing styles, favorite patterns and weather"

Bai Tao interrupted Hui Meime, "No, your family tree is all about these things, right?"

Gray bleated, "What else? Aren't you?"

Psy took out his family tree, flipped through a page at random, found an ancestor who was relatively recent, and showed it to Gray Meeme.

It's a very normal family tree, with his birth and death years, major events he had done, and other people's comments about him, that's all.

Gray Meermee shook his head. "What's the point of these things? Can they truly depict our ancestors? Can you really imagine what they looked like or heard from these records?"

She lowered her head and stroked the family tree in her hand. "And I, at least, know that this Black Mee Mee likes to eat hallucinogenic mushrooms, and she finds hexagonal snowflakes the most beautiful. This is her own mark, and with this, her image becomes clear, as if she were still alive."

"What do you think, friend?" Hui Meeme looked up at Zhang Ze.

"Indeed." Zhang Ze said dryly.

For some reason, the atmosphere became a little awkward for a moment.

Zhang Ze just laughed it off, said goodbye to Bai Tao and the others, and prepared to go find Yu Shulou.

When we returned to Qianji Pavilion, it was already dawn.

Zhang Ze stretched and yawned, and the spiritual energy flowed under his feet. He planned to play it cool and fly to the Jade Book Tower as a hero.

However, as soon as he jumped, he was caught by a big hand.

Old Li appeared behind Zhang Ze, holding his collar, and tapping the ground lightly with the iron rod in his other hand.

"Cultivating immortals is like farming, right?"

"Yuan Ying is about giving birth to a big fat boy, right?"

"You don't remember a single nice thing I said, but you remember everything I said to you when we were chatting."

"Come on, let me see what you'll look like next year if I bury you in the sword tomb today."

Old Li picked up the iron rod and gently patted Zhang Ze's butt as if he was looking at pork.

"Ah, Master, we can discuss this, I have something important to discuss. I have something important to do right now. It's really important."

Knowing he was going to die, Zhang Ze kicked his legs and begged for mercy.

(End of this chapter)