Chapter 129 Modi

Wuqi and his group came to the bottom of the steel city. It was more than a mile away from the purple-red fire pillar. Wuqi felt a rolling heat wave coming towards him, and his hair suddenly smelled burnt. The innate true fire spirit in the fire spirit vein moved wildly, and the firepower from the outside was constantly sucked in, quickly transformed into true fire spirit energy and continued to wander in the body, and the body suddenly felt cool.

A rope ladder hung down from above, and the generals leading the team grabbed the rope ladder and climbed up step by step. Wuqiqing let out a whistle, his body soared into the air, and his toes touched the rope ladder several times, and he had already followed the rope ladder and went straight to the steel city above his head. The soldiers accompanying him hurriedly retreated to the distance with their already anxious mounts. The ground here was too hot and it was really not suitable for them to stay here for a long time.

When we arrived at the city, Wuqi saw the full picture of this steel city clearly.

The roughly round city has a diameter of about three miles, and its huge disc-shaped base is a hundred feet thick. It is a flat flat land above it. Various buildings are built in an orderly manner, as well as countless flower beds and bushes, covering these buildings in the shade of green flowers. However, the land here is strong, and all the flower species are fire-attributed alien species, including many fire-like elixirs, and the years are about thousands of years.

There were already several men in mai waiting at the exit of the rope ladder. Seeing Wuqi coming up quickly, a tall man with a simple expression bowed to Wuqi and said in a deep voice: "The General has been waiting for a long time, please come with me."

Without waiting for Wuqi to answer, the man smiled slightly and turned toward a pure metal tower in the middle of the city. This tower is 108 feet high, and is divided into 108 floors according to the number of Tiangang and Earth Evil. The tower has twelve corners, which contain the number of twelve Yuanchens. There are a total of 3,650 copper-cast bells on the top and bottom of the tower, which also secretly match the number of stars in the sky.

Wuqi looked at it with his spiritual eyes. This tower was aimed at the fire pillar in the center of the earth directly below the city. This fire pillar could hold such a city made of pure steel in mid-air, which shows the great power it contained. Such a huge force was bound in the tower and flowed rapidly along the countless formation patterns inside the tower body. This tower is the core of the formation hub of this steel city. The powerful force contained in it can be transformed into a terrible attack and killing the enemy at any time.

According to Wuqi's estimate, the earth fire energy contained in this tower is approximately equivalent to all the power possessed by a thousand Golden Pill Immortals. Such a large city is equivalent to a battery, and the huge earth fire energy is stored in the tower as the core. Once all the energy is released at the same time, the instantaneous lethality is enough to easily erase the existence of the Yuanying Earth Immortal level. Even a celestial immortal who has cultivated into a primordial spirit, a low-level celestial immortal may be severely damaged.

This is a powerful killer weapon, or even the prototype of a magic weapon. I just don’t know who made such a big move with the help of the flames in the center of the earth. Wuqi looked at this tower and felt his mouth and tongue, and couldn’t help swallowing his saliva.

The man in Mai took Wuqi to the high tower and entered the tower from a portal carved with the four seasons of fishing, maid and forest map.

The inside of this tower is empty and there is no furnishing. Various metal alloy wires are inlaid with complex formation graphics and texts on the ground, and countless fire-attributed spirit stones are covered with. There are no stairs in the tower. There are only a circular hole with a diameter of about one meter in the middle of the floor of each floor. A faint red light follows the round hole and goes straight to the towers above the top.

Following the man in Mai walked into the faint red light. Wuqi felt his body lightening, and his body flew up along the red light, and suddenly reached the highest level of the tower.

Jing Ke, wearing a black robe, was sitting in the corner of this floor, looking out from the window at the beautiful sunset view of the mountains and forests. Two huge wine jars were placed beside him. While he was enjoying the beautiful scenery, he used a huge white jade wine bucket to scoop out the wine and poured it into his mouth. He was so drunk that his face had expanded, and he didn't know how much wine he had drunk. His face had long been red and bleeding.

In other places, Jing Ke was an extremely attractive man. But in this high tower, a middle-aged man sitting at the core of a formation map in the south was like a piece of pearl and jade, attracting everyone's attention. He just sat there, and Wuqi could not help but focus all his attention on him.

The middle-aged man had a pretty face and a beautiful beard on his jaw. His appearance was not outstanding, but his eyes were extremely bright, which was more than ten times brighter than the North Star that Wuqi saw on Earth and at night in the Sahara Desert. Such a bright pair of eyes did not give people the slightest sense of aggressiveness, but was as clear as water. When Wuqi looked at him, he felt his whole body suddenly relaxed, and he couldn't help but smile a hint of pleasure.

"Mr. Mozi? You are not polite to give birth to a young man!"

Looking at this man, Wuqi instinctively knew that he was Mo Zhai. His appearance was not outstanding, his body was not tall and mighty, and he did not have any overlord aura. He was even dressed like his disciples, barefoot, thick linen clothes, and a few traces of black soil in his fingernails, which was no different from the old farmer in the countryside. But he was Mo Zhai, and Wuqi would not recognize the wrong person.

For some reason, Mo Zhai's image suddenly coincided with the impression Wu Wang gave to Wu Qi. They all had a kind of warmth that made Wu Qi feel at ease, safe, and comfortable, just like the wings of the female bird protecting the wings of a stormy night. Wu Qi felt a sore corner of his eyes, and two tears suddenly dripped. He knelt down respectfully and kowtowed to Mo Zhai a few times.

Jing Ke swallowed the fine wine from the white jade wine bowl in big mouthfuls, turned around and asked Mo Zhai, "Teacher, how about this kid?"

Mo Zhai's extremely bright eyes stared at Wuqi deeply, and his eyes swept over the two tears of Wuqi's falling on the ground, and he nodded slowly, "He is a good child. Poor good child. Although his methods are a little ruthless, he still has a innocent heart and a good child who makes people feel at ease."

He reached out and a huge force came softly, helping Wuqi up. Mo Zhai waved his hand and smiled and said, "Come on, sit down next to me."

Wuqi wiped away his tears, walked to Mo Di and sat down in the open space beside him.

Jing Ke seemed to be very satisfied with Mo Zhai's answer. When Mo Zhai said that Wu Qi was a good child, the cold and murderous aura in his eyes had disappeared without a trace. A soft look quietly arose, and he looked at Wu Qi very gently. He seemed to have put aside some thoughts, grabbed Baiyujiu Dou and scooped up a few buckets of fine wine in the wine jar, drank it happily, and then burped heavily.

Mo Zhai sat quietly on the ground, with three pitch-black stone tablets floating quietly in the air. He pinched the talisman seal with both hands, and a purple flame was burning in the air, burning three stone tablets wildly. The stele continued to erupt from time to time, and countless runes appeared and faintly, and from time to time, dull thunder sounded, shaking the tower trembled.

Wuqi recognized the origin of this purple flame. It was the "Afterborn Purple Flame" purified from the ancient poisonous flame of the earth's center for billions of years. It has the magical power to break various prohibitions. It is the best choice for cultivators below the celestial immortals to forcibly break various array map restrictions.

For example, if you get a treasure box, there are dozens of bans on it. Without the spells and handprints of breaking the forbidden spells and handprints, using the acquired talisman purple flame to burn and crack it with brute force, it is the best and most direct choice. Looking at the appearance of the three stone tablets being burned by purple flames, the golden light and purple air leaking out, and thunder keeps coming. It is obvious that most of the bans in the stone tablet have been broken.

Wuqi is very familiar with these three stone tablets, because he carried these three stone tablets in the forest of Mengshan for nearly a month. This is the stone tablet that Yan Bugui took them to snatch from the barbarians. No wonder after arriving in Jidu, Yan Bugui never mentioned these three stone tablets that Jing Ke offered a reward for a county. He felt that the stone tablet was sent to Mo Di and was violently cracking the ban.

Wuqi couldn't help but wonder what was in this stone tablet?

Mo Zhai pinched a few seals and put them on the ball of purple flames, then smiled and looked at Wuqi: "I don't know how many young people I have seen. You are a good child, but you are too worried. You should relax in the future. I heard that your master was attacked and killed in Mengshan, and you were also rescued by others in Mengshan. Things are over and the young man should look forward. The world is very generous and there are many exciting things. Compared to us, you are still too young, and grudges should not be the whole of a young man."

Mo Zhai spoke without any big reason, just like an uncle next door chatting, talking to Wuqi slowly. It was strange that Wuqi felt a stagnation in his heart, and the anxiety and panic that he had experienced after coming to this world disappeared without a trace, and his heart was in a state of peace.

In this way, I chatted with Mo Zhai, and when the moon was hanging high in the sky outside, thirty-six consecutive thunder came, and three black stone tablets emitted endless golden spots of light floating everywhere. The stone tablets that were originally integrated into one suddenly cracked and turned into thousands of jade slips that were as thin as a cicada wing and three feet long and only wide as a thumb, floating in the air.

These jade slips are densely filled with rune seal characters the size of soybeans, each of which shines with a magical and magnificent purple halo.

Mo Zhai looked at these rune seal characters and smiled happily, "Okay, Yan Dan's "Nine Death and Nine Life Reincarnation Skill" has been completed. Jing Ke, there are three chapters of "Taibai Guanri Jinglong Skilling Skill" you practiced, and only the last one is missing, and your skills can be supplemented. Well, this is the Earth Sword Skill "Bengshan Sword Skill" and the Fire Skill "Burning the Sky Skill" that the Litian Sword Sect lacks. Miaohe, the inheritance of the Litian Sword Sect has also been completed."

Wuqi ignored the Nine Death and Nine Life Reincarnation Skills and Taibai Guanri Jinglong Skills, but quickly swept over the Bengshan Sword Technique, the Burning Heaven Sword Technique, and quickly recorded the cultivation techniques. The two sword techniques include 36 roadmaps for practicing skills, and more than 7,000 words of the mental method. With Le Xiaobai's amazing talent and ability, Wuqi easily imprinted the two sword techniques in his mind.

He just found it strange that Yan Dan and Jing Ke practiced the skills, as well as the secret techniques of the Rifting Sword Sect, appeared in the ancestor stone tablet of the secret inheritance of the barbarians? Could it be that the ancestors of those barbarians robbed them? There is a lot of mystery here, and they have to be investigated happily.

I was not allowed to think about the mystery in it. There was already a large area of ​​cold sweat dripping from Mo Zhai's forehead. He nodded and smiled at Wu Qi, "Wu Qi, come here for more when you have time. You are a good kid. Jing Ke, take these things back to Jidu. Don't come to me again within three months."

Jing Ke kowtowed to Mo Di, put away all the jade slips with big sleeves, and then greeted Wuqi, and the two of them quickly left the tower.
Chapter completed!