Chapter 129 Mo Di

Wu Qi and his party came to the bottom of the steel city. It was still more than a mile away from the purple-red fire. Wu Qi felt a hot wave rushing towards his face, and his head suddenly smelled burnt. The congenital true fire spirit in the fire spirit veins moves vigorously, and the fire power from the outside world is continuously sucked in, and quickly transforms into a true fire spirit that continuously wanders in the body. There was a sudden coolness around the body.

A rope ladder hangs down from above, and the general leading the team grabs the rope ladder. Climb up step by step. Wu Qi let out a whistle. The body soared into the air, and the toes tapped on the rope ladder several times. He has already followed the rope ladder straight up to the steel city above his head. The accompanying sergeant hurriedly retreated to the distance with the mount that had begun to become restless. The heat here is too strong, it is really not suitable for them to stay here for a long time.

When he got to the top of the city, Wu Qi could see the whole picture of the steel city clearly.

The roughly circular city is about three miles in diameter. The huge disc-shaped base is hundreds of feet thick. The above is a flat piece of flat land, where various buildings are built in a patchwork pattern, and there are countless flower gardens and bushes, covering these buildings in the shade of flowers. It's just that the ground fire here is powerful, and all the flower and tree species are different species of fire attributes. Among them are many fire elixir. And the years are all around thousands of years.

There were already several men in sackcloth waiting at the exit of the rope ladder. Seeing Wu Qi rushing up, a tall man with a simple and honest expression bowed to Wu Qi, and said in a deep voice: "The general has been waiting for a long time, please don't come with Mr. Qi." I come."

Without waiting for Wu Qi to answer, the man smiled slightly. Turn around and walk towards a pure metal tower in the middle of the city. This tower is a full one hundred and eighty feet high, according to the number of heaven and earth. Divided into one hundred and eight floors. The tower has twelve corners, implying the number of twelve Yuanchen. There are 3,650 bronze bells on the top and bottom of the tower, singing softly with the wind. It also coincides with the number of stars in the sky.

Wu Qi saw it with his spiritual eyes, the tower was pointing at the pillar of fire directly below the city. This pillar of fire can support such a city made of pure steel in midair, which shows the tremendous power it contains. Such a huge force was trapped in the tower by the front, and flowed rapidly along the countless formation lines inside the tower. This high tower is the core of the formation hub of this steel city, and the powerful power inside can turn into a terrible attack to kill the enemy at any time.

According to Wu Qi's estimate. The earth fire energy contained in this tower. It is roughly equivalent to all the power possessed by a thousand Golden Core Immortals. Such a big city. Equivalent to a storage battery, the huge ground fire energy is stored in the tower as the core. Once all the energy is released at the same time, the instant lethality is enough to easily obliterate the existence of Nascent Soul Earth Immortal level. Even if he has become a god of the primordial spirit. Low-level Celestials can also be hit hard.

This is a powerful weapon, even the prototype of a magic weapon. I just don't know who has such a big hand. With the help of the flames in the center of the earth, such a large magic weapon was cast. Looking at this tall tower, Wu Qi felt his mouth salivating, and couldn't help swallowing.

The man in sackcloth led Wu Qi all the way to the foot of the tower, and entered the tower through a door carved with pictures of the four seasons, pasture, fields and forests.

The interior of this high tower is empty without any furnishings. The ground is inlaid with various metal alloy wires with complex array patterns, and there are countless fire-attribute spirit stones densely covered on it. There are no stairs in the tower, only a round hole with a diameter of about one foot in the middle of the floor of each floor, a faint red light from the base of the tower along this round hole straight to the upper floors of the tower.

Following the man in sackcloth into the faint red light, Wu Qi felt his body lighten, and his body flew up along the red light. Suddenly, I reached the highest level of the tower.

Jing Ke, who was wearing a black robe, was sitting in the corner of this floor, looking out the window at the sunset in the mountains and forests outside. Two huge wine jars were placed beside him. While admiring the beautiful scenery, he scooped out the fine wine with a huge white jade bucket and poured it into his mouth. He smelled of alcohol all over his body, and the pores on his face had already enlarged, and he didn't know how much alcohol he had drunk, his face was already so red that it was about to bleed.

In other places. Jing Ke is an extremely attractive and bold man. But in this tower. A middle-aged man with a clear pocket sitting at the core of a formation in the south is like a bright pearl and jade. Attracted everyone's attention. He just sits there. It was impossible for Wu Qi not to put all his attention on him.

This middle-aged man has a handsome face and a beautiful beard. His appearance is not outstanding, but a pair of eyes are extremely bright, more than ten times brighter than the Polaris Wu Qi saw on the earth at night in the Sahara desert without pollution. Such a pair of bright eyes did not give the slightest aggressive feeling. On the contrary, it was as moist as water, when Wu Qi and him looked at each other. I just felt my whole body relax suddenly. He couldn't help showing a happy smile.

"Old Mr. Mo Di? Wu Qi, the younger boy, is being polite."

Looking at this man, Wu Qi instinctively knew that he was Mo Di. His appearance is not outstanding, his body is not tall and mighty. He didn't have any overbearing aura about him either. Even his clothes are the same as those of his disciples, barefoot. He was dressed in burlap, with a few traces of black soil under his fingernails, just like an old farmer in the country. But he is Mo Di, Wu Qi will not admit the wrong person.

Do not know why. Mo Di's image suddenly merged with Wu Wang's impression of Wu Qi. They all have something that makes Wu Qi feel at ease, safe, and comfortable, just like the wings of a mother bird that protects a small bird at night in a storm. Wu Qi only felt sore eyes. Two tears fell down suddenly, he knelt down respectfully, and kowtowed to Mo Huo a few times.

Jing Ke gulped down the fine wine in the white jade wine bucket. Turning back to Mo Di, he asked, "Teacher, how is this boy?"

Mo Di's extremely bright eyes stared deeply at Wu Qi. Sweeping over the two tears of Wu Qi on the ground, he nodded slowly and said, "He is a good boy. Poor good boy. Although the methods are a bit harsh, he still has a pure heart and is a reassuring good boy." .”

Reach out for help. A huge force came softly. Help Wuqi up. Mo Di waved his hand. He smiled and said, "Come on. Come and sit next to the old man."

Wu Qi wiped away his tears, Su Rong walked to Mo Di's side, and sat down on the open space beside him.

Jing Ke seemed very satisfied with Mo Di's answer. When Mo Di said Wu Qi was a good boy. The cold and murderous look in his eyes had disappeared without a trace, and a soft look emerged quietly, and he gave Wu Qi a gentle look. He seemed to let go of his thoughts, grabbed the white jade wine bucket, scooped several buckets of fine wine in the wine tank, and drank it happily. Then he burped heavily.

Mo Di sat quietly on the ground. In front of him were three pitch-black steles quietly suspended in the air. He pinched the talisman with both hands, and a mass of purple flames was burning in the air. The three stone tablets were burning crazily. Eye-catching golden light and purple air continuously spewed out from the stone tablet, and countless runes were faintly visible, and there was a dull thunder sound from time to time, which made the tower tremble faintly.

Wu Qi recognized the origin of this purple flame. It was purified from the ancient poisonous flames in the center of the earth for hundreds of millions of years. The "Houtian pocket seal purple flame" has the magical power to break all kinds of restrictions. It is a cultivator below the celestial being. It is the best choice to forcibly break the restrictions of various formations.

For example, if the Divine Throne obtains a hidden treasure, but dozens of restrictions are banned on it, and there are no spells and handprints to break the ban, it is the best way to use Houtian Zhaozhuan Ziyan to burn it with brute force to crack it. Well the most straightforward option. Looking at the appearance of the three stone tablets being burned by the purple flames, the golden light and purple air leaked out, and the thunder continued to come, it was obvious that most of the restrictions in the stone tablets had been broken.

Wu Qi was very familiar with these three steles, because he carried them around in the mountains and forests of Mount Meng for nearly a month. This is the stele that Yan Bugui took them to snatch from the barbarians. No wonder after arriving at Jidu. Yan Bugui never mentioned the three stone tablets that Jing Ke offered a reward for a county land, and the stone tablet of emotion was sent to Mo Di, who was using violence to break the restriction.

Wu Qi couldn't help being curious, what was in this stele?

Mo Li pinched a few seals and released them towards the group of purple flames. Then he looked at Wu Qi with a smile: "I have met young people. I don't know how many. You are a good boy, but you are too worried. You should relax in the future. I heard that your master was attacked and killed in Mengshan, and you are too." He was rescued in Mount Meng.

The past is the past, young man, let's move on. The world is vast and full of wonderful things. Compared with us, you are still too young, and grievances and grievances should not be all about young people today. "

Mo Cheng's words didn't make any sense, just like an uncle next door chatting with Wu Qi in a slow manner. Strange to say, Wu Qi only felt stagnation in his heart, as well as the uneasiness and panic after coming to this world, all disappeared without a trace. There is a sense of security in my heart.

Just like that, chatting with Mo Di. Wait until the moon is high in the sky outside. Thirty-six thunderclaps came in a row. The three black steles emitted endless golden light spots and scattered in all directions. The stone tablet that was originally integrated into one piece suddenly split open, turning into thousands of pieces of jade slips that were as thin as a cicada's wing, three feet long and only as wide as a thumb, floating in the air.

These jade slips are densely packed with runes and seal characters the size of soybean grains. Every word shines with a magical and magnificent purple halo.

Mo Zhai looked at these runes and seal characters and said with a smile, "Okay, Yan Dan's "Nine Deaths and Nine Lives Reincarnation Jue" is completed. Jing Ke, there are also three chapters of "Taibai Guanri Shocking the Dragon Jue" that you practiced here, and I only owe it to you. The last one. Your skills can also be completed. Well, this is the earth-phase sword formula "Collapse Mountain Sword Jue" and the fire-phase sword formula "Burning Heaven Sword Jue" that the Sky-Splitting Sword Sect lacks. Wonderful, Sky-Cracking Sword Zong's inheritance has also been completed."

Wu Qi ignored the Jue of Nine Deaths and Nine Lives of Reincarnation and the Jue of Taibai Guanri Startling the Dragon. Instead, he quickly scanned the two sword techniques of the Collapsing Mountain Sword Art and the Burning Heaven Sword Art, and quickly memorized the training formulas in them. The two sword formulas have thirty-six pieces of roadmaps and more than 7,000 words of formulas and mental methods. With Le Xiaobai's amazing talent, Wu Qi easily and deeply imprinted the two sword formulas on his heart. in mind.

He just finds it strange. Why did the exercises practiced by Yan Dan and Jing Ke, as well as the secret formulas passed down by the Heaven-Splitting Sword Sect, appear in the ancestor stone tablet passed down secretly by the barbarians? Could it be that the ancestors of those barbarians robbed them? There is a lot of mystery here. You have to do a good job of investigating.

Before Wu Qi could figure out the mystery, there was already a lot of cold sweat dripping from Mo Di's forehead. He nodded to Wu Qi and said with a smile: "Wu Qi, come here for a while if you have time, you are a good boy. Jing Ke, bring these things back to Jidu, within three months. Don't come to me again."

Jing Ke kowtowed to Mo Di. Roll up the sleeves and put away all these jade slips. Then he greeted Wu Qi, and the two quickly left the tower.

When he walked out of the tower, Wu Qi looked back and saw Mo Di standing on the top floor of the tower, nodding and smiling at him.