The whole world of comprehension is my shit shoveling officer

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There are a total of seven floors in the Sutra Pavilion, and each floor has its own realm requirements.

The first floor has the lowest requirements, and everyone can come in. The second floor requires the foundation building stage, the third floor requires the Jindan stage, the fourth floor requires the Nascent Soul stage, the fifth floor requires the transformation of the gods, and the sixth floor is the placement of the sect. The secret place of the sect can only be reached by the great powers of the universe and some monks with special positions in the sect.

As for the seventh floor, there lived their Jitianmen and the only spirit beast in the whole world, Bai Ze.

There are nine grades of monster beasts in total, of which the first to third grades are low grades, corresponding to the Qi refining stage and foundation building stage in human cultivation; the fourth to sixth grades are middle grades, corresponding to the golden core stage in human cultivation; The seventh to ninth ranks are high ranks, corresponding to the Nascent Soul Stage, Transformation God Realm, and Universal Realm in human cultivation.

The little fox Xuezhui is now at the fifth level, which is the golden core stage of human beings. In fact, his level is higher than that of Zhong Xiaotian, but his ability is quite special. In front of the strange Fat Sanhua, Can't show his strength.

Zhong Xiaotian took the two little monsters and began to climb the stairs.

A lot of people have come to the Sutra Pavilion at the moment, and the first floor has the most people. After all, the requirements are the lowest, and it has the most basic and rich content. Even monks with relatively high realms will occasionally come to borrow.

On the second floor, only monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage can enter, and there are already fewer people. On the third floor, only monks in the Golden Core Stage can enter.

"There's no one here." Fat Sanhua looked around, finding everything miraculous.

"Yeah." The little fox nodded, he also found out.

"Can you see the situation on the third floor?" Zhong Xiaotian suddenly said.

"Meow?" Fat Sanhua raised his head.

Yes, what can't be seen, this white puppy can also see it.

"Every floor of the Sutra Pavilion has a level requirement. If you can't reach it, you can't go up. I can only go up with the pass token now,"

"Even though I took the pass token, I can go to places above my level, but I still can't see the situation there, only the steps of the stairs." Zhong Xiaotian explained to the two of them.

"I'm still at the foundation building stage, and I can only reach the second floor. From the third floor, I can't see anything. If you can see the third floor now, it means that you have at least the Jindan stage." Zhong Xiaotian said in a tone. There seems to be a little dissatisfaction in Li, these two little monsters are already above the golden core stage, but she is only at the foundation stage.

Then they went to the fourth floor, which can only be seen at the Nascent Soul Stage, but this time the little fox Xue Zhui, who was only on the fifth level, couldn't see it either.

"Can you still see it?" Xue asked the fat cat in Zhong Xiaotian's arms.

"Of course I can see it." Fat Sanhua pouted.

But this time not only Xue Zhui, but even Zhong Xiaotian didn't believe it.

Whether it is a monk in the Nascent Soul stage or a high-level monster, they are all very rare existences.

Take their Jitianmen as an example, the masters of the major peaks are generally in the realm of the Nascent Soul stage, and so are the masters. If you talk about monsters, there are even fewer. High-level monsters are now rare.

Fat Sanhua didn't make any excuses.

He can really see it.

Hey, I didn't expect that the emperor had begged for such a long time for the immortal, and he just looked at him at his feet. The immortals who thought about it day and night were not as powerful as his fat cat.

Listening to these two meanings, he seems to be a very powerful existence, which makes Fat Sanhua a little unexpected and feels reasonable.

When they got to the fifth floor, neither Little Fox nor Zhong Xiaotian asked Fat Sanhua again. Fat Sanhua didn't bother to answer without being asked. He was shocked by himself. So he is such a powerful existence?

Then there was the sixth floor, Fat Sanhua on the sixth floor found that he could see it too, and now he was at peace.

Finally, they reached the seventh floor.

Different from the lower floors, the seventh floor is rather plain, with few decorations inside. It is more like a Buddhist scripture pavilion than a room for people to live in.

The room was dimly lit, and the doors and windows were tightly closed.

"Master Bai Ze, I would like to ask you to help me find out if these two little monsters are spirit beasts." Zhong Xiaotian was whistling from below, but he was very polite when he came up.

Bai Ze has been in Jitianmen for thousands of years, no one knows exactly how many years, but he has been here for a long, long time, quite a long time, so the disciples of Jitianmen respectfully call him a lifetime master.

Xue Zhui squatted at Zhong Xiaotian's feet, Fat Sanhua poked out a round head from Zhong Xiaotian's arms curiously and looked out.

After Zhong Xiaotian finished speaking, a gust of wind suddenly blew up in the closed room, and the gauze curtain on the bed was blown with the wind, and a figure slowly walked out from the middle.

Fat Sanhua and the little fox took a closer look and saw a large group of white fluffy balls there.

The little fox opened his mouth wide. Even though he hadn't seen the true face of the spirit beast Bai Ze, the little dog had already envied it in advance.

This body shape is what he dreamed of. He just wanted to be a majestic big fox, but unfortunately he was so small that he could only look at other big monsters with envy.

Sure enough, this is a spirit beast, this is a spirit beast, how can a cat as small as Fat Sanhua be a spirit beast?

Bai Ze slowly walked out of the gauze curtain.

"Master, why have you become so big? I just want you to see if these two little monsters are spirit beasts, and they didn't ask you to fight. Besides, I wonder why the room is so dark. I can't see you clearly." Zhong Xiaotian wrinkled his nose, very puzzled.

White Pond:"……"

That's why he hated Qifeng's people the most, and he would expose his true colors when he came up.

Bai Ze glanced at the two little monsters, and found that they were also a small group.

Xue Zhui, who was envious just now, saw that the big monster in front of him shrank into a small dumpling similar to him in a second, and the room finally became brighter, and they could clearly see the true face of this white dumpling .

"It's not white, it's also gray." Fat Sanhua blinked, thinking it was very interesting.

Bai Ze almost couldn't maintain his expression.

Bai Ze glanced at Fat Sanhua, then turned his gaze to the little fox squatting at Zhong Xiaotian's feet.

God!

Isn't this the snow-white fur he dreamed of?

He secretly glanced at the gray hair on his body, envious of the little white fox opposite.

He also wants white fur.

He didn't know why Maomao was gray even though he clearly had Bai Ze's bloodline, which made him very frustrated.

But now he is the powerful Jitianmen master ancestor spirit beast Bai Ze, looking at these two juniors, Bai Ze restrained his face.

Zhong Xiaotian didn't know the turmoil involved, she took two steps forward, and put Fat Sanhua on Bai Ze's bed, and bent down at the same time, and put the little fox on Bai Ze's bed.

"This is a bed." Bai Ze finally couldn't help it anymore, he complained to Zhong Xiaotian dissatisfied.

Fat Sanhua and Xue Zhui recognized at the same time that Bai Ze did not speak the language of a monster, but a direct human language.

"I know, it doesn't matter, I will clean it up before I leave." Zhong Xiaotian bent down and patted her honorable master's head, feeling that her master's affairs were as usual.

Bai Ze pushed Zhong Xiaotian's hand away, it's over, he can't talk to this little girl anymore, if he talks to her one more word, his image will collapse even more.

So he turned his gaze back to the two little monsters in front of him.

"Can you speak now?" Bai Ze has been in Jitianmen for thousands of years, and he doesn't know how many monsters he has identified.

Hey, why do these people just refuse to believe that he is really the only spirit beast in the world? Does it need to be appraised?

Spirit beasts can speak human language, but he knew the two in front of him without asking, and he definitely wouldn't speak.

He just took a formality.

"Meow meow meow~" I'm not dumb, why can't I speak?

Fat Sanhua was very curious about this Bai Ze, who was called a spirit beast, and he looked him up and down.

This spirit beast looks like a sheep, its hair is long and fluffy, and a little curly, Bai Ze barely suppressed it with magic, but it is still quite swollen.

"It's not talking like this, it's talking in human terms, just like Xiaotian and I talk, can you two do it?" Bai Ze looked at Fat Sanhua in front of him dissatisfied.

This person from Jitianmen is becoming more and more unreliable. Regardless of the few little monsters that were given to him for identification before, he also has a bit of a spirit beast.

For example, they look very different, or have some special skills.

Although the final result proved that they were not spirit beasts, they were also powerful mutant monsters that should not be underestimated.

But what about the fat Sanhua in front of him? Could it be that his strangeness lies in his extra fat?

This guy doesn't even look like a monster, it's just like an ordinary fat cat, but the little white fox next to it is still worth seeing.

"I'm not human, why should I speak human language? If you have the ability, let Xiaotian speak cat language with me." Fat Sanhua was very unconvinced after hearing this, and he came to understand a little bit. It turns out that the identification of spirit beasts is to look at them Can you speak human words?

Why?Their master can't speak cat language.

Bai Ze stretched his neck, leaned in front of Fat Sanhua, and sniffed his scent.

He narrowed his eyes.

Logically speaking, little monsters would not have such a clear logic.

Low-level little monsters are not very different from ordinary animals, they are only five or six years old. Middle-level monsters can barely reach ten years old, while high-level monsters, especially those already ninth-level monster.You can communicate with it as a normal person.

But does this guy look like a high-level monster?

"What monster are you?" Bai Ze asked again.

"Meow~" A cat.

White Pond:"……"

Bai Ze felt that he couldn't get any useful information from him, so he looked up at Zhong Xiaotian who was watching with great interest.

"Didn't we bring him here because we didn't know about it? It must be a cat." Zhong Xiaotian answered as a matter of course.

White Pond:"……"

In order to relieve his mood, Bai Ze turned his head to look at the well-behaved little fox squatting aside.

"What about you, can you speak, and what kind of monster are you?