Chapter 200: Robes
It stands to reason that it is a good thing to be given something by the young son of the magic school, but what is the matter with giving a tattered robe?
Zhao Anxin reluctantly picked up the robe on the ground that could hardly be called a robe, if it was the previous Jiang San-year-old, he would have to throw this robe on his face.
It's a pity that because of the other party's identity, he had to put the torn robe into his storage bag.
"Young boy, that spirit card was brought back by me and Zhao An, shouldn't I also be given a reward?" Suddenly, Wu Jing tentatively opened his mouth next to him, and asked in his heart.
Jiang Sansui raised his eyebrows lightly, looked at the martial arts mirror with a smile, and said heartily, "The fan is my new one recently, and I will give it to you today." β
After speaking, Jiang Sansui raised his right hand, and the folding fan in his hand drew a bribe in mid-air, Wu Jing reached out and took it, and held the fan firmly in his hand.
Looking at the folding fan in surprise, Wu Jing swallowed his spit in disbelief, and muttered, "You really gave it to me, thank you, young man!"
While speaking, Wu Jing knelt on the ground with great excitement and made a big salute to Jiang Sansui.
"Zhao An, are you dissatisfied with the reward of this seat?" Jiang Sansui glanced at his eyes and said lightly.
Zhao An almost scolded Jiang Sansui in his heart at this time, and the two people who also got the spirit card, one rewarded him with a high-grade magic weapon, and the other only threw a broken robe, which was too different.
But there was no way, since the other party had already spoken, Zhao An could only kneel down and casually say thank you to the young man.
Jiang Sansui looked at Zhao Anxin's reluctant appearance, and a smile appeared in his eyes, but he didn't feel too embarrassed, just said softly,
"You two can go to the side to rest, and after the trial tower is over and everyone walks out, you can wait to enter the Heavenly Destiny Tower. β
When Zhao An and Wu Jing heard this, they didn't delay too much on the field, and went to the side to rest cross-legged, and at noon on the second day, Qian Baiyu and other disciples of the Sword Law Sect and the disciples of the Close Body Law Sect jumped out of the trial tower without any differences.
When they saw a messy tide, they all showed surprise on their faces, and then they heard what happened to everyone. The rest of the people trapped in the tower were teleported out three days later, at the end of the trial tower.
In the past two days, the head of the sword art sect sat in the stands without shame, and returned to his own sword art school early, and the head of the close law school also sat on the side with an extremely unnatural face, his eyes gloomy and he didn't know what he was thinking.
When the presiding old man announced that all the disciples of the Pill Pill Sect and the Tianluo Dance Sect had died in the Trial Tower, except for Zhao An and Wu Jing, the rest of the people were all stunned.
Although there were casualties in the battle of the Heavenly Mandate Tower in the past, there had never been such a thing as the annihilation of the entire sect, and when he heard that all the disciples of his own Dharma sect were killed, the head of the Tianluo Dance Sect and the head of the Pill Sect suddenly flashed their eyes, and they glanced at each other, but what they were thinking in their hearts was unknown.
At this time, I saw that the old man who presided over took the four spirit cards in his hand very carefully, walked to the bottom of the Heavenly Mandate Tower, and extremely sacred pasted the four spirit cards in the four grooves under the Heavenly Mandate Tower.
Just after the last wooden plaque was placed in it, suddenly, the entire Heavenly Destiny Tower flickered, and Zhao An saw a semicircular milky white stone door, slowly opening outward.
And the moment the Heavenly Mandate Tower opened, Zhao An's head buzzed, as if something was calling him in the tower, and he kept calling him to go in quickly.
"Why don't you get in quickly!" the old man urged.
The moment Wu Jing opened the door, his body was like lightning, rushing into it, and Lin Sheng, Fang Nian, Li Ming and others also jumped into it, and Zhao An also quickly rushed into the Heavenly Mandate Tower when he saw this.
At the moment when Zhao An rushed into the Heavenly Mandate Tower, Jiang San's eyes showed a hint of complexity, and he muttered to himself, "Zhao An Ba'an, this seat is really curious, what is your Heavenly Destiny."
Rushing into the Mandate of Heaven Tower, Zhao An found himself in a hall, and there were dozens of passages in this hall, and he didn't know where it led.
Looking at the countless roads under his feet, I don't know why, Zhao An inexplicably wanted to take the middle road, it was a kind of longing from the depths of his heart, as if he came here to set foot on that road.
At the moment when Zhao An opened his feet and stepped into the middle of the road, suddenly, a voice sounded out of thin air,
"8,000 years, 30,000 ups and downs"
Zhao An was stunned for an instant, as if he had misheard, and his face was full of consternation.
These words, this voice, are all too familiar!
"Just ask, Immortal Dao!"
After hearing this, Zhao An's body couldn't help but tremble, this sentence was clearly the words left by his master Zhao Lan in the Yunhai Sect that day, in his divine consciousness!
Why would the Mandate Tower say this!
Could it be that Zhao Lan has been here!?
For a while, countless doubts surged up frantically, and before Zhao An could clear his mind, the next moment, an extremely piercing roar like tearing cloth sounded in his consciousness.
"Aang!"
A vicissitudes of life and full of anger sounded and shook in Zhao An's mind, and in the sea of knowledge, the huge body of the ruin raised its head and screamed frantically, and a force that was almost crazy and destructive suddenly rolled from Zhao An's sea of knowledge.
Zhao An's face was painful, his hands clutched his eyes in pain, as if something was about to come out of his eyes, and two bloodshots flowed down his eyes.
The next moment, Zhao An opened his eyes suddenly, only to see that his eyes were red, and the position of his pupils turned into two thin black lines, which turned into snake eyes uncontrollably!
What's even more terrifying is that his bare face, neck and arms are covered with dense snake scales, and the whole person is half human and half snake, which is quite terrifying.
"So you're hiding here!"
"Zhao An" opened his mouth, and his voice was hoarse and vicissitudes, like an old woman, not at all the voice he originally spoke. Immediately afterwards, "Zhao An" took a deep breath, looked around with slender pupils, suddenly studied a path, jumped over, and disappeared into the passage.
At this time, in the darkness that was so dark that he couldn't see his fingers, Zhao An looked left and right with some horror, he stretched out his hand to touch something, but he couldn't touch anything.
He wanted to speak, but his voice seemed to be swallowed up by the endless darkness, and he couldn't even hear his own voice, so he could only watch his body be controlled by something else.
Is this a seizure?
Great fear poured out of Zhao An's heart, and now he seemed to be locked in a narrow and dark cage, unable to break free, unable to speak, and unable to call for help.
Even as long as the other party had one thought, his divine sense could be wiped out by the ruins in an instant.
But despite this, he clearly felt that the ruins were controlling his body, moving forward frantically at a terrifying speed.
"What's going on?"
"If there is an evil thing that can't break in, why is there such a strong evil aura in the Heavenly Destiny Tower!"
"The Heavenly Mandate Pagoda has never had such a situation since ancient times, could it be that there is something wrong with the disciple of the Magic Sect who has just entered?"
Outside the Mandate of Heaven Tower, everyone looked at the huge Mandate Tower in front of them in shock, and everyone who was originally sitting in the stands all stood up at this time.
I saw that the Heavenly Mandate Tower, which was originally rich in aura and exuded a faint milky white spiritual glow, actually had a black yin qi rising from the bottom, and from a distance, it seemed to be a huge and stout black python, but after a few breaths, it rushed to the middle of the Heavenly Mandate Tower.
But for the anomaly of the Heavenly Mandate Tower, Zhao An'an didn't know. I don't know how long it was, Zhao An felt his body suddenly stop, and then, an extremely familiar voice pierced the darkness like thunder, and word by word came into his ears.
"Evil animal, in front of this seat, Ann dares to be presumptuous!"
Then there was a bright light, faintly lit up in the darkness.
Zhao An stared at the bright light, stretched out his hand to grab it, but the bright light was too far away from him, and he couldn't touch it at all.
But despite this, he could clearly feel that the light was rapidly becoming larger, large enough to accommodate a person to pass through.
I don't know why, when he saw the bright light, Zhao An suddenly felt a warmth from the heart, and walked towards the light step by step, everything in front of him gradually brightened, as if all the darkness was illuminated by the light.
Gradually, the light gradually dissipated, stretched out his fingers, looked down at his body, and made sure that he had regained control of his body, and Zhao An breathed a sigh of relief.
"Where is this?" Zhao An looked around, his brows furrowed slightly.
At this time, Zhao An found that he was standing on the surface of a mirror-like blue lake, with sparkling water waves at the soles of his feet, and several koi fish were swinging their tails and swimming leisurely in it.
"This is the Mandate Tower. β
Suddenly, it seemed that someone heard him ask a question, and a voice came from not far away.
The moment he heard the voice, a crisp Jin suddenly appeared in the storage bag on Zhao An's waist, and then, a golden gilt light instantly burst out of the storage bag, spun in mid-air, and flew quickly forward.
Zhao An raised his head suddenly, only to see that in front of him, a lonely boat was in the center of the lake, and a middle-aged man in a purple robe was sitting on it, with a fishing rod beside him, holding the hilt of the Sanfan sword in one hand, and gently stroking the sword body with the other, and sighed softly,
"Long time no see, old man. β
After speaking, the man raised his head, looked at Zhao An with a smile on his face, stretched out his hand and beckoned to Zhao An, and said softly, "Come here." β
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