Chapter 913: Dungeon

After being reminded by the old storyteller, the white-clothed storyteller also nodded immediately: "Yes, yes, yes, my uncle is the controller of the nearest storyteller, don't kill me, I will repay the favor." ”

Wu Tian smiled.

"I mean really. The white-clothed storyteller shouted in a panic: "You have to believe me, I will let my uncle repay you, my uncle, he loves me more than my father, he will definitely listen to me." ”

Wu Tian didn't bother to pay attention to the storyteller in white, and flicked his fingers directly, the sun was really hot, and it was bounced out.

The fire of the sun, blazing,

In the midst of the fire, the white-clothed storyteller screamed miserably, and his cry made the listeners terrified.

In the blink of an eye, the white-clothed storyteller was gone, vanished, and ceased to exist.

"Gollum. ”

Seeing this scene, the old storyteller and the girl storyteller swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Terrible!

It's horrible.

The fire just now,

Even if they're storytellers,

But I haven't heard of it.

"Okay, it's over, let's take a pirate ship and go to the mainland. ”

In Wu Tian's opinion, it's just a matter of picking up some small roles, and it's not enough to worry about, so it's better to go to the mainland as soon as possible.

"Yes. ”

Dao Crazy and the others, also looked calm, the dead pirates, the dead white-clothed storytellers, in their current vision, it is really not good, they just nodded, without extra expressions.

The old storyteller and the young storyteller looked at each other, but they didn't expect things to be like this.

If ordinary people kill the king of pirates, I am afraid that they will be overjoyed.

But this group of people, no.

Even if they killed the storyteller in white, they never seemed to have a worried or afraid look on their faces.

Sitting on the pirate ship, it is heading towards the mainland, on the boat, Dao is crazy to drink, Zhou is not practicing boxing, Er, Lan Niang, Hong Ji, Qin Yuhan, Miaoshan and others gather together, talking about the affairs of their daughter's family,

Wu Tian and Li Xiangshi discussed physiognomy,

The only ones who weren't in the mood were the old storyteller and the girl storyteller, who were still worried about Wu Tian.

can see Wu Tian and others talking and laughing,

The old storyteller suddenly said depressedly: "I suddenly have a feeling that the emperor is not in a hurry, and the eunuch is in a hurry to die." ”

Teenage Storyteller: "......"

An hour later, they came to the mainland, under the leadership of the old storyteller and the girl storyteller, Wu Tian and others entered the dense forest, and soon, a mansion in the forest appeared in front of Wu Tian and others.

"It's a very strong aura. Such an aura has never been possessed by the Three Domains. As soon as he got here, he sighed and said,

The aura of the storytelling house, where it is located, is three times as much as the most prosperous aura in the three domains, walking into it, Dao Crazy and others, only feel the pores of the whole body, a burst of comfort, the air enters the nose, nourishing the five organs, such aura,

Three domains, it is true that there can be no one,

Just a few breaths will make your body and mind feel like you're soaking in a hot spring.

Here, breathing is a pleasure.

Not to mention, if you cultivate in such a place, you will definitely get twice the result with half the effort than cultivating in the Three Domains.

"The books in the Storytelling Mansion are very different from the books in ordinary bookstores, most of the books in the Mansion have spirits, and every page belongs to the top, and the value of a page is even higher than that of a thousand gold. "The girl is a storyteller,

The first time she learned about the books of the Storyteller's House, she was also shocked when they were so expensive.

It's just a book, it's just paper, and it's the words in it that are precious, why do you care so much about the material of the paper?

Even the ink contains gold, pearls and other materials.

Wu Tian smiled and didn't say anything, in fact, all this is nothing more than face.

Some of the buildings are built in a place of grand aura, and the materials of the buildings are amazing.

First, for the sake of face, let outsiders know that it is powerful.

Second, these substances are also helpful for cultivation. For example, jade.

In the jade, there is a powerful aura.

"The storyteller is right in front of us, let's go in. "The old man told the story,

Wu Tian and the others nodded, took a closer look, and found that the storytelling mansion, on the surface, is a mansion, but in fact, the place where the books are stored is all underground.

The specific area is not a mansion, but a city.

The city below, like the city above, had many houses, and the streets were full of people.

"It's ...... Dungeon?" Qin Yuhan couldn't help blinking his eyes and said.

She didn't expect such a wonderful existence,

This city, every house, is unique,

For example, the houses on the left are all "Confucian houses", which are all Confucian studies.

On the right is the "Dharma House", in which there is the study of the Legalists,

And those who live in those houses naturally prefer those who are learned.

"On the earth, martial arts are respected, fighting endlessly, once learned people, all entered the storyteller's house, found that the underground is peaceful, so they lived here, and gradually formed such a unique landform and customs. The old storyteller explained.

Wu Tian nodded, there are thousands of people in the world, and some people love martial arts and want to be respected by martial arts. Naturally, there are also people who like to pick chrysanthemums under the east fence and leisurely see the life of Nanshan.

With the popularity of martial arts, some deep mountains are not peaceful.

Underground, it became the only quiet and peaceful place.

What's more, any underground is under the control of the Black Demon Emperor, so the underground has become the residence that most people yearn for.

It is also natural to build a book city underground.

"Of course, if you want to read a book, you need permission from the City Lord's Mansion. When the old man said this, he was worried.

The City Lord's Mansion is naturally in charge of the uncle of the white-clothed storyteller.

"It's okay, just go. Wu Tian said calmly, he wanted to see what tricks the other party could play.

City Lord's Mansion,

Naturally, it is the largest building in the dungeon, and the collection of books in it is different from the room outside, and the house outside contains only one type of book.

And the collection of books in the City Lord's Mansion is varied.

The city lord's mansion, like all the houses in the dungeon, the walls are all paper, but these papers are extraordinary, and their hardness is not under the stones.

In front of the Lord's Mansion,

There are two huge lights, which are terrifying and give people a sense of power. It means that time is important.

The horizontal plaque of the city lord's mansion is replaced by a book, the title of the book "Analects",

However, the cover is "The king wants the minister to die, and the minister has to die." The father wants the son to die, and the son does not die and is not filial. ”

The Analects,

Wu Tian still remembers that he was the first to come to this world and said, of course, the ones he said were all classic sentences in the Analects.

However, after thousands of years of development, in the "Analects", other sentences have long been mixed in, and even the meaning of the sentences may also be modified and reversed.

"Have you noticed that the gatekeepers are all two Heavenly King Realm products. Zhou Wei noticed something, and suddenly gasped.

(End of chapter)