The difficult path of cultivation for a grassroots female practitioner

As soon as Shui Wuhen's body approached the black tower, he disappeared.

The cultivators in the field were already stunned. Could it be that the innate spiritual treasure only chooses one master?

Many monks subconsciously squeezed forward, but were basically bounced back like a ball.

But there were also two monks who followed Shui Wuhen and were sucked into the black tower.

Ji Shuang and Xuanyuan Heng looked at each other, and there was a look of relief in their eyes.

Shui Wuhen was able to get in, so he must have discovered more clues than other cultivators. As long as there was a suitable method, any disaster could be solved.

No one knew whether being sucked into the black tower was a good thing or a bad thing, so many monks did not dare to get too close.

Xiao Han didn't bother to talk about the origin of the black tower. His eyes were fixed on the black tower in front of him, and he couldn't wait to see the scene inside the black tower.

I really don’t know what these monks who went in saw.

Tianjizi urged, "Stop looking and continue your story."

Xiao Han had no choice but to calm down and continue repeating Yun Que's words.

Tianjizi murmured, "The black tower indicates that disaster is about to happen. So who threw this thing here? Could it be a real immortal?"

Xiao Han was startled and stared blankly at the old Taoist in front of him.

Yes, if you think a little more, whether it is the so-called ancient world or the current world of immortal cultivation, it is actually a variety show game directed by real immortals, and these cultivators are just actors performing according to the rules of immortal cultivation.

Just like the impending disaster and the innate spiritual treasure, the Spirit Tower, which can predict the disaster, are actually just some tricks added by the director to increase the difficulty of the variety show game.

Then, in order to make the game more interesting, some hints should be given to improve the ability to fight.

And she herself, an ordinary mortal living on the blue planet, might be just a little game played by the so-called immortal director, just like a naughty child who caught an ant foraging on the roadside and threw it into the vegetable field on the other side of the ditch.

So, are we, the people like us, just characters in a play for entertainment and fun in the eyes of real gods?

Or maybe, he is actually an alternative version of the protagonist in the movie "The Truman Show" on Blue Planet?

In this world, I am the only real living person, and everyone around me is not an actor, but just NPCs?

And you are just a monkey being watched live 24 hours a day without realizing it?

Tianjizi sighed and looked at the black tower again. He was about to ask Xiao Han a few more questions when he suddenly saw Xiao Han's eyes widen and his whole body fell down without the support of spiritual power.

Tianjizi was shocked and released his spiritual power to wrap around Xiao Han.

Taking a closer look at Xiao Han's condition, his heart skipped a beat. It was over! Xiao Han seemed to be on the verge of going insane.

He recalled their previous conversation, which seemed to have been about whether the Black Pagoda was truly placed there by a deity. How could it have led Xiao Han to go astray? It seemed like they had discussed this before.

But now is not the time to think about this problem. Tianjizi hurriedly took Xiao Han and flew out of the dense encirclement of cultivators. Using the technique of shrinking the earth into an inch, he got away from the crowd and found a flat place in the desert for Xiao Han to sit down cross-legged.

There are many types of demonic possession. One is caused by the impatience for success, which disrupts the body's originally orderly circulation, leading to demonic possession. Another is the influence of the cultivation environment, such as cultivating in a place filled with evil energy. The evil energy enters the body, polluting the mind and spiritual power, leading to demonic possession.

There is also the disorder of the spiritual world caused by an imbalance of mood, which leads to the denial of everything and then causes the collapse of the spiritual world.

Xiao Han's current situation is definitely a sign of being possessed by a demon caused by an unbalanced mind.

This is precisely the kind of situation that outsiders cannot help or intervene in. At this point, the only way to overcome it is through the cultivator's own state of mind and willpower.

Tianjizi rubbed his hands and circled around Xiao Han, feeling anxious but helpless.

If Xiao Han went astray and died because of his words, how would he explain to the Master of Calligraphy?

That's not right. Xiao Han is not a person who likes to worry too much. Why would he lose his balance just because of his words?

Tianjizi couldn't figure it out.

However, when Shui Wuhen was observing the black tower outside, he suddenly felt a huge suction force coming towards him. After being startled, he thought of Yunque's words.

So he did not struggle, but followed the suction and flew towards the black tower.

Then, just as he was about to approach the black tower, his eyes blurred and he found himself in a world of ice and snow.

Huge icebergs towered into the clouds, and the air around them was extremely cold. Even he, a Mahayana cultivator, was shivering from the cold.

Even though he circulated the spiritual power in his body quickly, it didn't seem to have much effect.

Anyway, he could still withstand the extreme cold for the time being, so Shui Wuhen immediately focused his attention on observing all the scenes around him.

After all, Yunque said that there might be clues here that could help resist the impending disaster.

Shui Wuhen was just about to fly up to the sky to see what was happening, but he found that he couldn't fly at all. At most, he could only jump up to a height of 20 to 30 feet like a Qigong cultivator.

It seems that the rules in this black tower have completely bound him.

Moreover, his Mahayana consciousness couldn't see as far as his eyes here. Therefore, Shui Wuhen could only carefully observe the surroundings while slowly moving forward.

Just after turning a small iceberg, I saw a monk walking towards me on the slope on the other side of the iceberg.

When Shui Wuhen saw him, he exclaimed in surprise, "Xiao Han, you came in too?"

Xiao Han looked up and saw Shui Wuhen, and immediately ran over with a look of surprise on his face.

"It's so nice to run into someone I know. Oh, it's so cold here, I can't stand it."

Shui Wuhen nodded, "It is indeed very cold. Let's go and look for clues related to the disaster."

The two walked forward together, and then Shui Wuhen heard the sound of Xiao Han's teeth chattering uncontrollably. Her arms were tightly wrapped around her body, and it was obvious that she was too cold to bear it any longer.

Shui Wuhen tried his storage ring, and as expected, it couldn't be opened.

He stopped and saw Xiao Han huddled up and shivering. He frowned and said, "You can't withstand the cold at all like this. I wonder if something will go wrong if this continues for a long time."

Xiao Han suddenly looked up and looked at him with affectionate eyes, "How about you carry me and walk, we can keep each other warm."

Shui Wuhen was stunned and felt a little at a loss for a moment.

But seeing Xiao Han's eyes full of love and his face full of anticipation, he couldn't say anything to refuse.

Finally, he opened his arms, leaned over and picked up Xiao Han.

PS: Guess what this disaster is? See if anyone has the same idea as me.