Chapter 498: Curse
Li Bai is very inflated, if it is a snap, he is still a little weak-hearted.
But kissing this kind of thing, he doesn't coax it at all, a big man, if he is still cowardly in this regard, it would be too serious.
It's hypocritical to say.
[Life is like being **, if you can't resist, then spread your legs and enjoy it. γ
[Wow, you're too double-standard, you are allowed to play kissing with others, so what if Mulan kisses others, even if it is forced?]
[Crazy giant whip monster: Don't beep blindly, even if the director writes the plot blindly, labor and management will never write a cuckold article!]
[Wow, the giant whip monster appeared, the master ball!]
"What is the monkey anxious, follow me back to the dormitory first. The white dragon said angrily, two red clouds rose on his cheeks, "Speaking of which, I really can't figure it out, is the human world so fun?"
It had just snowed on Mount Tai, and the clouds had blown here, and it had begun to snow again.
"At least it's much more fun than your lifeless secret realm. Li Bai opened his hand and took a snowflake, frowned, and said, "You got it?"
"The white dragon travels the world, and the blizzard will always be with you, this is common sense, what's so strange. β
Li Bai asked, "Common sense can even penetrate the small world?"
Bai Long was a little dissatisfied: "If I want to, it is to let this radius of ice and snow cover the sky, the flood is all idle things, and the celestial phenomena are under my control, I can do whatever I want, who can take care of me?"
Li Bai suddenly said: "That's right, who made you the last true dragon in the world, no one has more authority than you." β
Bai Long said with satisfaction: "That's right, that's the truth, so I said, compared to the talent of your Qingqiu people, my True Dragon Noble is much stronger." β
Li Bai snorted: "That's because you haven't seen the ability of a real Qingqiu fox." β
The two walked side by side, and soon, they entered the Ice Crystal Palace.
Li Bai thought for a while and said, "Since I'm here with you, why don't you do me a favor." β
"What's the busy?"
He said, "Protect the Dharma for me." β
After Taishan discussed the sword, the degree of personality fusion between him and the Qinglian boss had jumped to ninety percent, and there was only one step left before the complete fusion, and he must rest assured that the White Dragon Protector would simply plan to cultivate here, and in one go, he would directly push the fusion degree to 100%, so as to transform and advance to the gods.
"Are you going to fly to become an immortal?" Bai Long became excited, her inheritance memory recorded the life of "immortal", which was different from martial arts immortals, and almost represented the pinnacle of another path.
In her opinion, although the apex of human cultivation is human immortals, there should actually be a higher realm, and this realm is probably the so-called "immortal".
"Where is Feisheng going?" Li Bai rolled his eyes, "It's true that he became an immortal, but Heavenly Court is long gone, and Feisheng is definitely no play, without the guidance of Heavenly Court Immortals, at best, he can only be an Earth Immortal." β
Any true immortal who has attained the Tao and achieved it by cultivating on his own, when he ascends, he will be guided by the Heavenly Court Immortals, of course, he can also choose to refuse, but it is very rare.
The status of a true immortal is naturally extraordinary in Heavenly Court.
Ge Hong's "Xijing Miscellaneous Records" contains: Huainan Wang is a good monk, all of whom are seen by art, and then he paints the land as a river, the soil as a mountain, shhhs for the cold and heat, and sprays as rain and dew.
Legend has it that Liu An, the king of Huainan, followed seven Taoists to cultivate together, and on the day of ascension, "the whole family ascended to heaven, the livestock were all immortals, the dog barked in the sky, and the rooster crowed in the clouds." β
The allusion to a person's ascension to heaven comes from this.
Therefore, in the heavenly court, the true immortals are a minority after all, the vast majority of fairies, heavenly officials and heavenly soldiers and generals are like this "chicken dog ascending to heaven", they were brought up by the true immortals when they ascended, and some are simply famous heroes in the world, human masters, who were taken up by the god list and turned into heavenly gods, but they are not immortals, life and death are in the hands of people, and there is no freedom at all.
"That's right. The white dragon suddenly said, "If there is still a heavenly court, the authority of the water system in this world cannot be all in my hands." β
Qingjiao, although Da Qiao is listed as the god of the southeast sea, this authority, as long as the white dragon wants it, can be said to be at his fingertips, and there is no difficulty at all.
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Hado Alcana, Lower Town.
Huge floating airships streaked through the sky, and countless dust like broken snowflakes spewed out from the towering chimneys, falling to the ground, tall buildings, and pedestrians' heads, causing people to curse again and again.
The tall chimneys that rise over the lower town where the steel factory is located have the typical steampunk character of the era, but in this there is an inscription representing the power of the magic path and the mechanism.
Haidu is very polluted, every winter, the snow is not white, even the sea is now glowing with colorful colors, the sewer pipes are full of green crystals, the situation in the upper city is better but not much better, after all, Haidu is a pyramid of the city, the pollution discharged from the slums, it is natural to intrude to the high places.
But at the very least, the factories that produce massive amounts of wastewater and dust every day are far from the uptown, and at most a small number of alchemy labs will be set up in the uptown where the wealthy live.
And every morning, there will be special workers driving steam locomotives, pulling waste to the garbage dump outside the city for burial - at first, it was dumped directly into the sea, but as the color of the sea near Haidu became more and more strange, and many creatures, including people, began to crystallize to varying degrees, this behavior was stopped by the city builder Lord Miladyi through the Council of Executives.
It is said that this proposal was proposed by His Excellency the Inquisitor, another leader of the ruling family, but it does not really mean much.
As long as there is precipitation, the waste will sooner or later seep into the underground rivers and flow into the ocean, and in any case, the rich people have long stopped drinking Haidu's water, and they will buy alcohol from other places at a high price to replace their daily water - in fact, many Haidu sailors have long been accustomed to using rum and sugar cane wine instead of drinking water.
Wealthier aristocrats would even hire specialized alchemists and mages to refine water for their lives β many alchemists' first spells were bread and water through matrix formulas and distillation techniques.
Mechanical guards powered by steam and demonic power, carrying huge chainsaw swords, patrol the streets, their electronic eyes are far stronger than ordinary people's vision, and they also wear small magic muskets, after firing, they can shoot projectiles like small cannonballs, which can cause devastating blows to ordinary armies, which is the conventional armed force equivalent to the police in Haidu.
In the old earth, with the depletion of aura, the power of science and technology became more and more powerful, and later, people crossed the starry sky with spaceships, and space wormholes shuttled through the universe, and the power of science and technology reached its peak.
However, with the revival of aura in the King Continent, this environment is no longer suitable for pure technological weapons, which is also the reason why the simple gunpowder weapon made by Rena has not been able to exert as good as imagined.
Therefore, only this kind of magic musket and magic energy cannon can really give full play to the power of modern firearms, and even surpass it.
The gentleman with the stick of civilization lowered the brim of his hat, and he came to the harbor by the sea, and pushed open the door of a tavern, and as soon as he entered, he could smell the strong smell of tobacco and alcohol and the smell of inferior perfumes.
The gentleman frowned slightly, obviously uncomfortable with the bad smell and environment.
The tavern was crowded with low-class paupers, including mercenaries, stevedores, and sailors working on ships, whose voices immediately lowered at the sight of gentlemen dressed in modest dresses.
In Haidu, there was a strict order and a clear hierarchy, with the ruling aristocracy at the top, including the Builders' family, the tower family where the consul Miledi belonged, and the wealthy merchants in the middle.
There will be no change at any time at the bottom, and that is the poor bastard.
The powerful are greater than the rich, and the poor are greater than the poor.
This is an eternal law.
Of course, compared to the rest of the noble realms, Haidu has less knight class, after all, the city cannot accommodate the knights of the feudal feuds who need territories and manors, and they don't need to.
The rulers of Haidu believed in the citizens who were trained to wield magic muskets and war machines more than the knights who wore tin cans, and they were cheaper.
Such a well-dressed gentleman, at least a wealthy merchant, belonged to the middle class, and even many of the big merchants were simply relatives of the ruling aristocracy of Haidu.
No one dared to provoke him.
The gentleman went straight to the window, where a very young man was sipping rum.
The gentleman asked, "Are you the Crazy Iron?"
The man nodded: "It's me, what's the matter?"
The gentleman nodded with satisfaction, "Very good, the man who has the audacity to provoke Lord Milady, and survived from the hands of the legendary demon Cain, is he interested in taking on a big job?"
The tattered young man shook the empty sleeve in his hand: "I'm sorry for this gentleman, although I would love to improve my living conditions, it is clear that I am now a cripple - this is the price to pay for offending His Excellency the Builders." β
"Don't worry, if you agree to my commission, I'll give you a new armβeven better than the original. The gentleman pulled out his pipe, "Introduce myself, my name is Matteo Polo." β
"It turned out to be Master Finch's ......" Crazy Iron's face changed, and he said, "What about the content of the commission?"
"I would like to entrust you to the Eastern World to help me find my nephew, his name is Marco Polo, and I would like you to accompany him in finding a solution to the curse of Haidu. β
A hint of excitement flashed in Crazy Iron's expression: "Mr. Matteo, do you also believe that Haidu has been cursed?"
Matteo nodded: "It's not just me, Your Excellency Miladyi is also very aware of this, otherwise you wouldn't just have broken a hand, but this matter, don't spread the word, otherwise the consequences will be very serious." β