Chapter 139: Saints Clash
While everyone in the temple was waiting for the instructions of the incense master, several huge wills were fighting fiercely in another special area that was difficult for ordinary people to understand.
"The eight states are all your statues. What is your purpose in attracting people to worship incense?"
"Incense master, we respect you as a senior. Creating the way to make incense is also paving the way for the human race. Now do you want to destroy this peace?"
"It's useless to say more. His disciples are all beasts. Which of the living sacrifices, living medicines, and corpse bureaus is not a conscienceless thing?"
Three terrifying wills drove the weird power to bombard a very old page.
The incense master standing under this page was like an ordinary old man. He was not moved by these weird shocks at all. Only the page above his head curled and fluctuated from time to time.
"What do you young people know?"
I don't know how long the silence lasted before the incense master slowly spoke a word.
This made the other groups a little furious. For the sake of world peace, they sacrificed themselves and merged with all the strange prisons of Daxia to suppress the weirdness in the world for more than three hundred years!
Such achievements are worthy of heaven and earth, and even more worthy of the entire human race, but now they are despised by the other party.
"All the people in the incense temple are rebels against the human race!"
"The incense temple is not worthy of existing in the world, and they can all be killed!"
"You can't escape from here today, old thief!"
As their voices fell, strange lines immediately began to spread throughout the space, and a huge cage appeared vaguely.
"Humph! Summer insects can't talk about ice!"
Seeing such a scene, the incense master's eyes changed, and the scroll in his hand kept turning forward, and then one after another began to appear beside him.
These figures began to become real from blur under the huge page above their heads, and finally all the figures became the appearance of the incense master.
These people seemed to be incense masters, but there were some subtle differences. Some people's clothes came from three hundred years ago, and some people came from a more ancient era.
"Daxia will perish!"
As the incense master finished speaking, the terrifying strange power instantly spread from him and the figures around him.
"This is that page of history book!"
"It's in your hands!"
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
The next moment, three vague figures appeared in this space. Behind these figures were doors, and countless strange things were imprisoned behind them.
On this day, all the strange prisons of the Zhenguisi of the Daxia Dynasty were shaking, and the strange things imprisoned in them sometimes even disappeared inexplicably.
Li Changge, the town of the Jingcheng Town, felt the movement from the strange prison and couldn't help but feel his heart beating wildly!
He knew that only the saints of Daxia could make such a big change in the strange prison, but what exactly would cause the saints to take action?
The Daxia Dynasty was already in a precarious situation. If there was any problem with the strange prison again, the world would soon be in complete chaos, and the dynasty would be overthrown in a snap!
Li Yanbing of Luohe City felt the changes in the strange prison through the key of the strange prison, so he immediately came to the Zhenguisi Yamen and opened the door of the strange prison.
"Hua La La~ Bang! Bang!"
Suddenly, there were some terrifying sounds of chains and the sound of the weirdness constantly hitting the prison door in the strange prison.
"What on earth happened?"
Looking at the situation in the strange prison, Li Yanbing's eyes widened instantly. She had never thought that the strange prison would be like this.
In addition to their entire Great Xia Dynasty, the Zhenguisi in each city was also the same. The strange prison was shaking, and the weirdness inside was awakening, which obviously meant that something terrible was going to happen.
But except for them, no one else knew, even the ancestors of the incense temple had lost contact with the incense master.
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"I didn't expect the area of the underworld to be so wide!"
Lin Feng slowly opened his eyes in the T-shaped cemetery. With the existence of paper eagles and scout paper men, the reconnaissance range of the paper man army has been greatly increased.
However, through the reconnaissance of the scouts, Lin Feng found that the width of the entire underworld area was simply exaggerated.
Anyway, the farthest flying paper eagle did not see the end. Wherever it could reach, there were mountains of bones and rivers of blood, and there were scenes of weirdness wandering everywhere.
"The underworld is still too dangerous. It's not safe to fly in the air. There are only seven of the thirty paper eagles left. There are hundreds of extremely dangerous places that the scouts have encountered..."
A ghost dressed as a scholar beside Lin Feng is using his strange ability to draw a map.
Under the control of this ghost, the ink continues to meander on the white paper, and finally turns into various patterns, with an effect comparable to that of a printer.
All the underworld situations that Lin Feng observed through the paper man and paper eagle were drawn one by one.
Finally, a map with a radius of more than a thousand miles with the military camp as the center was slowly formed. Various mountains, rivers and rivers were marked, and the obvious dangerous areas were also pointed out.
The scouts of these places were basically annihilated as soon as they approached, without even the most basic reaction opportunity.
There are also some places that are more dangerous just by looking at them. After all, there are no ghosts around, so they are obviously not good places.
"This map is still too rough. Next, we should focus on investigating the situation within a hundred miles around the military camp. I don't know when we can find the mineral vein."
Lin Feng was still a little dissatisfied with the map. Through this map, he could only have a little understanding of the general situation of the entire underworld.
But there is nothing valuable to be gained from this map alone.
However, according to Lin Feng's request, the paper man army is now leaving the military camp and expanding its sphere of influence in all directions around.
Some areas that have been explored by scouts and are not dangerous will be tried by miners.
After all, it is impossible to see where there are mineral veins by looking. You have to dig underground to know whether there are any.
Then Lin Feng asked the book writer to draw a more detailed map, drawing the general situation of the entire military camp and the surrounding area.
Lin Feng will mark all the places where no mineral veins have been dug, and there will be no need to dig these locations again.
"I didn't expect that it would be so troublesome to find mineral veins in the underworld. How did the iron craftsmen find them?"
Lin Feng couldn't help but feel a little admiration for the ancestors who created various inheritances. Those people are definitely the real pride of heaven.
In this way, the paper man army continued to expand in all directions. While the miners were digging, the heavy-armored paper men around them would also fight with the wandering weird.
The larger the range of the paper man army, the higher the probability of encountering weird.
Even though the information from the scouts helped the paper men avoid those dangerous areas, the number of heavily armored paper men lost that day reached thousands.
In return, there were more than a hundred big ghosts and a dozen fierce ghosts, and the remains of several fierce ghosts.
When the paper men returned to the camp, they still did not get any news about the mineral veins.
"Huh~ Forget it, it's not a loss to have these gains!"
For such a result, Lin Feng had no other thoughts except accepting it. In fact, his gains today were not small.
Two maps and various weird things have exceeded the gains in the past.
The only regret is that the fierce ghost was not suppressed completely this time. The paper generals and the fierce ghosts they encountered several times ended in almost a loss.
However, Lin Feng only needed to open the ghost door to repair the damaged paper generals, but those damaged fierce ghosts had to leave something behind.