However, Chen Guang was sitting on a new type of plane made from the most essential materials of the Ninth Holy City.

The plane was jet black all over, exuding an eerie glow, and it was no longer made of the skin of a strange beast or the beam of a black wood, but a metal that looked very special.

It is very cold to the touch, and if you sprinkle the water, it will even condense into frost in a short time, but this frost cannot attach to the body at all, and if a slight breeze blows, the frost will fall off in its entirety.

This material is extremely smooth, and even vaguely has the special effect of repelling and resisting air, and is extremely tough, and has good toughness, once finalized, as long as it is not completely destroyed, it can be restored by itself through toughness and metal memory, which can be called an excellent material for making aircraft fuselages, and even more perfect than the most advanced special alloys on earth.

According to the Three Emperors of the Holy City, this alloy was refined from a jet-black boulder at the foot of the peak mountain where Chen Guang had been meditating in retreat for thousands of years.

Millions of years ago, Chen Guang, who had not yet attained the martial saint, meditated here, cultivated his skills, and his internal strength affected the yin and yang qi in the true martial arts world to run endlessly, sweeping the black stone again and again.

After the departure of the Martial Saint, this originally ordinary black stone has a spirituality, and even absorbs yin and yang qi on its own, and after millions of years of self-growth and brewing, it finally brewed a large piece of this magical metal inside, and was discovered by a martial emperor who happened to pass by hundreds of years ago.

In order to mine and smelt this ore, more than 100 Martial Emperors, under the leadership of the three Martial Emperors, spent more than half a year to finally build its main body into an airplane fuselage, and the remaining scraps were made into dozens of divine weapons, which were used to reward the many strong people who participated in mining and smelting back then.

When the old man of Changshengjue told Chen Guang about the source of the material of this aircraft with pride and admiration, Chen Guang actually wanted to laugh.

How can I tell you how to tell you, how can there be such a smart stone that can absorb yin and yang qi on its own, it is clear that when the old man was meditating there, the seven tendons and eight veins of his body were connected by himself......

Well, this is a relatively high-end statement, more simply, as the skill becomes more and more sophisticated, the breath in the body circulates, and the body evolves on its own, whether it is the muscles, veins, bones or internal organs, it will automatically remove the turnips, and in layman's terms, it is actually the gas excreted by the buttocks sitting on the stone when he meditates and exercises.

What is it like to fly an airplane made of the dark iron that comes out of your own ass?

Chen Guang said don't ask me, I don't want to talk about it.

Fortunately, Chu Zijin and Lu Fei were not allowed to get on the plane, otherwise they really couldn't afford to lose this person.

As for the admiring expression on the face of the old man of the Immortal Jue when he talked about the source of this so-called dark iron metal, especially when he mentioned that this specially built aircraft had been the most noble vehicle in the entire True Martial Realm for a long time, he really felt a little sympathetic to these people.

But I have a good personality, and if I see through it or not, let this matter become an eternal secret in the real martial arts world, at least everyone can still maintain good memories.

About a day and a half later, Chen Guang flew to the sky above the Fifth Holy City at an extremely fast speed, much earlier than the time estimated by Master Xin and the others.

Sure enough, you get what you pay for, this has been collapsed by your own god for thousands of years, and then brewed for millions of years to make a special metal that is really powerful, the flight speed is not the same as the previous bulk cargo, and it can withstand more internal energy infusion, and can even land smoothly after arriving at the destination.

When Chen Guang got off the plane, he couldn't hold back after all, and gently patted the fuselage of the plane, along the way, he actually had a kind of spiritual connection with the plane, as if he could be integrated, and he drove it like an arm, as if it had become a part of his body.

However, he immediately remembered the origin of Xuantie, and with a chill, he turned his head and slapped a hole on the ground with his palm, then hid the plane inside, turned around and left.

I really don't want to admit that in a sense this is really part of my body.

The dignified Holy Emperor's personal expedition to the fifth layer was originally a major event that caused a sensation in the entire True Martial Realm, but Chen Guang did not inform anyone, but chose to arrive quietly by himself and sneaked into the Fifth Holy City.

The only people who knew that he had left the Ninth Holy City were the old man of the Immortal Jue, Chu Zijin and Lu Fei, who personally sent the plane to him.

Chen Guang's entire face was hidden under the pitch-black hat, and he walked slowly on the street.

At this time, his outfit is not very eye-catching, and the shape of this masked warrior is popular in the real martial arts world.

Along the way, Chen Guang found many outsiders in the eyes of others and players in his own eyes in the crowd on the street.

The basis of his judgment is not that he is dressed, but purely because there are differences in speech, demeanor and temperament between the player and the aborigines of the True Martial Realm, and with Chen Guang's eyes, he can directly perceive the difference between the souls of the two types of people through appearances.

In the city, he didn't see it even as a Protoss player, presumably these people didn't want to bow to the lowly and humble aborigines of the True Martial Realm in their eyes, but they couldn't stand the other party's kind of siege and killing without fear of death, so they simply didn't enter the city and tried to be clean.

By now, presumably the Protoss players have also known the news that the ancient well has been lost.

They must be looking for it too, and they must intend to hide the ancient well and cut off the path of mortal players.

Chen Guang did not go to the city lord of the Fifth Holy City, nor did he meet with the members of the Heavenly Sect who were staying in the Holy City and trying to rescue and find the two deputy ministers, but chose to wander around seemingly aimlessly by himself, and even forcibly suppressed the aura he showed on the outside at the level of an ordinary martial artist.

For three days in a row, he wandered around the major wine shops and teahouses in the Fifth Holy City like an ordinary wanderer, mixing wine, chatting with people, and throwing out remarks that echoed the teachings of the Yin Ghost Sect.

At night, he would go to the places where the suspicious people he had written down during the day lived, first test and interrogate them with words, and once he saw some signs, he would decisively launch a soul-searching technique.

However, although he caught several members of the Yin Ghost Sect for him, their level seemed to be very low, not to mention asking where Xin Qin and Wu Miaowan were arrested, these people didn't even know who was in charge in the Fifth Holy City.

The hard work paid off, and on the night of the third day, he finally waited for the person he wanted to wait for, a high-ranking lobbyist of the Yin Ghost Sect who was hiding in the Fifth Holy City.

There is nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get them.

He didn't expect that he would bother to find no one, and the other party would take the initiative to send it to the door.

"Sir, I wonder if you've heard of the Yin Ghost Sect?"

The owner of one of the liquor shops he frequented quietly found the hotel where he was staying, knocked on the door, and said straight to the point.

Chen Guang first pretended to be stunned, and then deliberately looked at the boss with great fear, with an expression of three hundred taels of silver here, and shook his head violently, "I don't know what you're talking about." ”

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