Counterattack Of The Heavens: I'm Just A Luck Plunderer

"What happened just now?"

Prince Lan's orchids have covered half of the hillside, surrounded by more than a dozen ninth-level Dzogchen people that Ye Ling knew and didn't know, all of whom were nervously on guard.

"I... seemed to see a tower, and there was a voice in the tower asking me to go over..."

Ye Ling opened his eyes in confusion, looked at the people around him, and looked for an explanation that would allow them to make their own guesses.

The tower that was considered a miracle was now calling him, which meant...

Everyone should understand, right?

"Then you went over to see it?"

Dean Hu Tu looked nervous and asked the question that everyone else wanted to know.

"Can't get in, it's not opened yet."

Ye Ling blinked, his expression innocent and aggrieved, as if he had really been deceived.

Regarding his reaction, except Prince Lan who felt something was wrong, everyone else's eyes were excited, wishing that the time would come and send this little ancestor in.

The concept of the legend that they have been unable to touch until now may be really about to be opened!

"Don't worry, there is only one month left. What we need now is to rest. Only after we have rested can we find the voice calling you after opening it."

Dean Fanhua and Ye Ling were already familiar with each other. At this time, he walked to the side and reached out to pat Ye Ling on the shoulder. His expression was also rare and kind.

"Yes, have a good rest and don't stop practicing. For the assessment in this tower, the stronger the better, but the age limit is at most fifty years old..."

Dean Yunfei also came to join in the fun and told Ye Ling the restrictions on the tower in the center of the valley and other information.

Whether it is the age limit for the academies of the six empires or the competition every twenty years, they actually all appeared around this tower.

Fifty years old is the upper limit of age that this tower can accept. Anyone who exceeds this age will be excluded even if it is just one hour longer.

"This month, I will just practice here. I'm sorry to bother you all."

Ye Ling looked at the thick fog ahead and decided to take control of the tower within a month.

The current protagonist, Yu He, has just come out of the border of Shenyao Empire and has been on the road for a month. They, Yancheng College, have just been able to get here.

Anyway, Yu He's system must not be allowed to get this tower. As for whether Yu He and the system can be solved directly in this tower, Ye Ling still needs to get control first, and then he can determine how to arrange it. .

"No problem. Do you want to practice in the open air, build a house, or make some other arrangements?"

These ninth-level Dzogchen deans, or royal ministers, lowered their posture at this time and started construction just waiting for Ye Ling's request.

As for whether this attitude hurts face...

If they could see God's appearance, let alone coaxing Ye Ling with a low profile, even if they were asked to kneel down and worship him, they would all rush to come.

Others may not understand, but they themselves understand what is going on.

After reaching the ninth level of Dzogchen, no amount of practice is useless.

In the eyes of others, they are all super strong, but only they themselves can understand the feeling of powerlessness and confusion.

This is why heaven-level qualification holders are protected and everyone needs to abide by this rule.

Only the highest qualifications can make them see hope. This is the expectation and desire that all ninth-level Dzogchen masters have.

"That's it, don't let anyone bother me. I feel that practicing here should be faster."

No matter how Ye Ling thought about it, what he wanted to do now was to practice meditation in the eyes of these people.

However, he only left part of the program to control the body for daily life needs. In fact, he went directly to the tower and began to invade and seize it bit by bit.

Without consciousness, without wisdom, only a section of the trial tower that controls data and circulation is left. In front of Ye Ling, it is like a delicious piece of meat with the skin and bones removed. If you want to eat it, all you need is time and It’s a question of whether it will hold up.

When he devoured the tower, Yue Guan and the ghosts in the space felt violent fluctuations like an earthquake.

With the influx of energy, the time inside the space and the outside world are also rapidly becoming different.

Ye Ling will not be distracted at all to control time at this time.

So when a month was about to pass, and the trial tower was finally devoured, and the trial tower was rebuilt quietly to make it look like the real one, Ye Ling looked at the situation in the space and was a little dumbfounded.

"What's going on here?"

Ye Ling is now conscious and has come to his own space.

He stretched out his hand next to the purple-black rose that had three flowers in bloom. He stretched out his hand to caress the flower that was shaking its branches and leaves towards him, and looked at Yue Guan and Gui Mei on the other side.

For him, he just swallowed something, and the time passed very quickly.

But Yue Guan and Gui Mei spent three hundred years in the wash and fluctuation of the previous energy.

"Three hundred years, do you know how we have lived these three hundred years?"

Yue Guan was aggrieved, but he couldn't do anything to Ye Ling, let alone go near the flower and grass growing area that Ye Ling said he couldn't touch.

Therefore, he grabbed the ghost's shoulder and shook it, staring at Ye Ling, as if fire was about to appear again.

"I saw something good before, but I didn't pay attention to the time. You guys..."

Ye Ling looked at Yue Guan, whose long blond hair was disheveled and her eyes were melancholy, and she even lost her image, and looked at the ghost in confusion.

It's true that a long time has passed, but Yue Guan doesn't pay attention to it, and doesn't the ghost watch it?

"Completely unprepared, with three hundred years of instability, there was no way to grow flowers. He watched the flowers die one after another, and it was uncomfortable..."

The ghost sighed sadly, what could he do.

The flowers they had worked so hard to take care of for several years died in pieces, and because of the energy washout, they couldn't even stabilize their own condition every day, let alone take care of the flowers and plants.

That is to say, the area that cannot be touched here is slightly more stable, so he brought Yue Guan here, holding a few scattered flowers, which can also make Yue Guan less entangled.

But this cannot be said to be a bad thing. After all, their strength has been growing rapidly during these three hundred years of energy erosion.

For Yue Guan, who loves flowers as much as his life, watching the flowers and plants in other areas collapse is a kind of mental torture.