The city of the machine is also as magical as the animation.

The castle is huge, but it is almost built between cliffs, and many pavilions are even located halfway up the cliffs.

Ziqin could not imagine how such a city could have been built between the mountains at this time, and all the signs in front of him showed that the technology of the Mohists was absolutely superior to that of later generations, until the fifties and sixties of the twentieth century, for nearly two thousand years.

After walking through the labyrinth-like mountainside for a long time, the old man finally entered a huge hall with Ziqin, but at this time, the hall was already full of people.

It was also at this moment that Ziqin knew that the number of people in the Mo family was really much larger than in the animation.

Jing Ke was at the front of these people, this guy was still wrapped in bandages at this time, but there was already a wicked smile on his face, which made people feel extremely hateful.

However, there were two women standing tightly behind Jing Ke, but they were Zhao Ya and Zhao Qian.

Zhao Ya's face is no longer much charming, but there is a faint simplicity, it seems that she has washed away the lead and is plain, and Zhao Qian looks at Jing Ke with concern from time to time, even the blind can feel the good impression of these three princesses towards Jing Ke.

After the old man came in, the eyes of everyone in the hall looked at the old man.

In front of the crowd, another old man standing with Jing Ke also seemed to be slightly relieved.

This is an old man who looks about fifty years old, although his hair is still half gray, it makes people feel that he has a sense of vicissitudes in him, but it is such an old man who has extremely strong muscles all over his body.

This old man, Ziqin is no stranger, but it is Xu Fuzi, the swordsmith.

"Old man Ban, you're finally back, hehe, it seems that you have invited reinforcements, we must be able to ignore the green dragon."

Xu Fuzi looked extremely happy when he saw the old man in class, he strode up to the old man in front of the class, looked at Ziqin behind the old man and Gao Yanli and Xue Nu and said loudly.

At the same time, Jing Ke also saw the three Ziqin, the corners of this guy's mouth flashed a smile, and his right hand raised to make a greeting gesture to the three Ziqin.

"The three of us, even if we add that guy, may not be able to stop those people outside."

Xu Fuzi was extremely excited, but Ziqin poured cold water at this time, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Jing Ke, do you know who is outside?"

He said this to Jing Ke, but next to him, the old man grabbed Master Xu, who was about to get angry.

"I don't know the other people outside, but there are a few that I am very familiar with, the sword saint Cao Qiudao, Zou Yan who unified the yin and yang techniques to create the yin and yang family, Wei Zhuang, the disciple of the Guigu faction, and the quicksand of the Korean assassin group."

Ziqin's voice was not high, and he slowly brought the masters he recognized one by one, and Jing Ke's smile gradually disappeared as he spoke.

"It is estimated that all the masters in this world have already arrived here."

Jing Ke touched his head and blinked innocently, some of the names Ziqin said he had heard of, and some had not heard of them, but even Wei Zhuang, who had never heard of it, also had a world-famous teacher.

"If only your cavalry regiment were here."

The old man sighed helplessly, he was not completely ignorant, and many of the names that Ziqin said also knew how they existed.

Xu Fuzi finally shut his mouth.

Although he didn't pay much attention to martial arts, he also knew how much weight those names had.

The hall was quiet for a while, and Ziqin's reputation in the Seven Kingdoms was also very great, whether it was as a swordsman or as a general, he had a great reputation.

If such a person, plus two swordsmen who know at a glance that they are masters, can't protect the Organ City, then I'm afraid that the inheritance of the Mo family in the Organ City will probably have to be cut off.

"No, there is hope, there is hope."

The old man shouted like an old man who refused to admit it in despair, Ziqin and the others shook their heads slightly, they thought that the old man was indeed desperate and a little irrational, while the ordinary Mo family disciples in the hall lowered their heads, seemingly extremely sad.

Only Master Xu, this old man's eyes also lit up slightly, but there was still a trace of unavoidable suspicion.

"What do you think of that power method, the power method that matches the ape sword method."

The old man grabbed Ziqin and asked anxiously.

This question made Ziqin's heart skip a beat, he vaguely guessed what the old man said might be, but he couldn't believe it, the side quest, that is also the task, and the side quest in the Condor Archery is so difficult.

Could it be that the side quests in Xun Qin can be completed so easily?

"That is naturally a very powerful skill, with that skill and without that skill, the power of the ape swordsmanship is almost far away."

Ziqin honestly spoke, the power method contained in the giant order is indeed a miraculous skill, although that thing is not an internal skill, but it is a skill that can completely explode the power in the body.

In fact, any martial arts in later generations, including the national art that has been passed down in modern times, focuses on the explosion of maximizing the strength of the whole body, such as the iron mountain of Bajiquan and the hard descent of the tiger, which is about the concentration of the whole body's strength in one point of explosion.

And the kind of force method in the giant order is able to let people control the power of the whole body at will, just imagine, what kind of scene should it be like to rely on the version of the ape swordsmanship.

"Lian Jin can remember that I once said that the power method is just one of the ancient alchemy techniques left by Mo Zhai's ancestor, in fact, that ancient qi practice technique is the treasure left by Mo Zhai's ancestor, and this thing is now in the organ city, I believe that as long as Lian Jin gets it, he will definitely be able to increase his strength in a short period of time."

An extremely determined look flashed in the eyes of the old man Ban, but Xu Fuzi looked at Ziqin strangely.

The two old men have been working together here for countless years, who is the old man of the class, but the old man Xu still knows, the old man of the class has never been a person who looks at people with high eyes, so the old man Xu is extremely puzzled by the fact that the old man of the class values Ziqin so much at the moment.

"There's this thing in the city."

Ziqin looked at the old man in surprise, and like Ziqin, there were Jing Ke and Gao Yuanli.

Both of them know Ziqin's strength, although Ziqin's swordsmanship is not invincible in the world, but it is also a few opponents, but it is a person like Ziqin who shows such a surprised attitude towards the ancient qi practice that the old man said about it.

Jing Ke and Gao were completely indifferent to it.

"That was originally what the old ancestor of Mo Zhai left to future generations, but unfortunately, the Mo family later fell apart, and Mo Xia and our branch separated, they took away the swordsmanship left by the old ancestor of Mo Zhai, but they forgot this most important alchemy here."

A mocking smile appeared at the corner of the old man's mouth, Moxia, famous can know its meaning, this is definitely a martial arts-based branch of the Mo family, but this martial arts-based branch has forgotten one of the most powerful martial arts books of the Mo family in the organ city.

This has to be said to be a ridiculous thing.

"The one who holds the Giant Order is enough to command the Mo family, and you not only hold the Giant Order, but also hold the Mo Eyebrow, if you don't have the intention to join the Mo family, you are also qualified to compete for the position of the Giant Son, so you are fully qualified to enter the Holy Land of the Mo Family."

The voice of the old man Ban was extremely high, and in the hall, even the most corner of the place could be heard clearly, but it was the old man Ban who was building momentum for Ziqin.

The holy land of the Mo family, even the disciples of the Mo Sect cannot enter casually, and now it is said that if the old man of the class lets Ziqin enter casually, even if it is because he has to deal with those enemies outside, it will also break the rules of the Mo family.

From now on, I am afraid that the Mo family will no longer be the well-organized Mo family.

However, after the old man Ban's explanation, the Mo family disciples present would have an impression in their hearts that Ziqin was qualified to enter the Holy Land.

"Juzi Ling, Mo Mei, it seems that he is indeed qualified to enter the Holy Land, Old Man Ban, you can take this brother to the Holy Land, I also need to prepare, I think, the two of them may need two good swords."

Xu Fuzi was born to support the old man's decision, and then looked at Jing Ke and Gao Yuanli.

Although Xu Fuzi doesn't know martial arts, the eyesight of a great swordsmith who is a sword-forging is so sharp, where can he not see that Jing Ke and Gao Yanli are also powerful swordsmen.

After saying this, Xu Fuzi walked towards the outside of the main hall without hesitation, while the old man pulled Ziqin towards the other end of the main hall.

The organ city, which was built before Mo Zhai died, is the oldest existence of the Mo family, and it also houses the most handwritten works of the Mo family.

Many of these mechanisms were built under the personal command of Mo Zhai back then, and the Holy Land was built by Mo Zhai from beginning to end, and the ingenuity and power of the mechanisms can be called terrifying.

In order to protect the last secret of the Mo family, in order to prevent the magic technology of the Mo family from being used by the wicked, the trap set up by Mo Zhai inside can almost trap the god-like person.

Along the way, the old man explained to Ziqin in detail the mechanisms in the Holy Land.

Every detail of the old man was extremely detailed, and Ziqin didn't dare to be careless, knowing that it was a mechanism from Mo Zhai's hand.

How strong this man who can defeat Lu Ban is is not something that outsiders can imagine, Ziqin only knows that even after two thousand years, no scientist can explain the principle of the flying wooden bird.

As for the four Mojia holy beasts, the Green Dragon, the White Tiger, the Vermilion Bird, and the Xuanwu, which are similar to the mechanical beasts of the Transformers, I am afraid that only the Mohists in human history can make them out of wood.

Finally came to a huge door, the old man opened the door with a special technique, and all kinds of clever parts rolled in front of Ziqin, and the complexity was no longer under any machinery in the future.

Ziqin watched in a daze as the door opened under the tumbling of countless karnitive devices, and then gritted his teeth and stepped into the gate.

The Holy Land is not the same as the level that Jing Tianming, Xiang Shaoyu and Mingyue broke through in the original animation, however, it is far more difficult than the level that the three of them broke through.

Ziqin remembered the teachings of the old man of the class, and after still encountering the danger of dying several times, he finally came to a huge altar.

This is the altar of the Mo family, located on the top of nine steps, and the top floor has a gap, as if something is missing.

Ziqin walked up step by step, and then carefully put the giant order into the gap against the shape.

The steps of the ninth floor slowly swayed, and after the ninth floor, the steps miraculously reappeared, extending from light to darkness, and I don't know where it leads.

Ziqin looked at the long steps, looked at the clear hole behind him, and then raised his foot and stepped on.

The light gradually disappeared from Ziqin's side, and he was shrouded in darkness, but although it was dark, he felt that he could still see, step by step, step by step.

I don't know how long I walked, but Ziqin finally came to the end, but here was a huge stone monument.

There was a stone tablet on the top of the steps, which was a bit unexpected by Ziqin.

However, what Ziqin expected even more was that there were words on the stone tablet.

Fortunately, the text on this is not an ancient text, but a text that only appeared during the Warring States Period, with a total of more than ten layers and a column, and it is actually written in more than ten different characters.

Among them, there are three kinds of characters that Ziqin knows, namely the Wei State, the Jin State, and the Qi State.

These words say only one sentence.

"The whole world is white, but I am the only black."

Ziqin didn't know what this sentence meant, in fact, Ziqin, the thought of the Mo family, only knew that he was love, not attacking, but he didn't know anything else.

And this sentence is white all over the world, only I am black, but it is not passed on, I don't see the classics, if it weren't for these eight words engraved here, I'm afraid Ziqin would never associate it with Mo Zhai.

Light, dark, white, black.

This seems to symbolize good and evil, but is Mo Zhai a wicked person, obviously not, but why did Mo Zhai engrave these eight words here, and it is still engraved in the languages of various countries, as if he was afraid that the people who came would not know what the eight words he wrote meant.

Shaking his head slightly, Ziqin reluctantly shook off this thought, Ziqin thought that it was impossible for Ziqin to understand what it meant, and the surname Suo didn't think about it anymore.

He looked around the stele, only to see that there was a wall on top of the stele, and there seemed to be something faintly on this wall in the darkness, Ziqin looked around the stele and looked at the wall.

Suddenly, one by one the handwriting came into Ziqin's eyes, but fortunately, this time it was not an ancient script, but a Jin script.

This is a qi practice technique carved in Jin script.

Ziqin looked over line by line, from the first word to the last word, and the system in his mind finally lived up to expectations.

"It was found that the ancient Qi Cultivation (no level), the Ancient Qi Cultivation (no level), was born at the beginning of all things to produce spiritual wisdom, practicing a breath inside, seeking longevity, fighting heaven and earth, and fighting for a breath with heaven and earth, which is the most primitive exploration of the human body, and it is the prefix of the initial internal strength, which can evolve into any internal strength, and also has the opportunity to form the most basic, the most primitive basic internal strength, and cultivation requires ten skill points, whether to cultivate or not."

Ziqin looked at the information in the system in his mind blankly, cultivation requires ten skill points, but this is the first time Ziqin has seen martial arts that require skill points for cultivation, but Ziqin is not only not annoyed, but extremely happy.

Cultivation requires ten skill points, so what kind of existence should this so-called ancient qi cultivation technique be.

Without hesitation, he chose to cultivate, and immediately, Ziqin's mind swelled, he sat cross-legged on the ground, countless complex mystical theories about the human body kept emerging from his mind, and at the same time, Ziqin only felt that his spiritual qi was expanding in some strange way.

There was no internal force, no strong energy, but he could feel that his body seemed to be breathing, and every inch of muscle began to come to life, moving, and then generating powerful and incomparable power.

In the dark, I don't know how long it has been, Ziqin finally woke up, he opened his eyes, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, like a flashlight, sweeping a pillar of light in the empty darkness in front of him.

The pillar of light flashed away, but Ziqin's heart was extremely shocked, this was definitely not a vision produced by any martial arts.

A trace of emotion suddenly rose in his heart, how great the ancestors were, the mystery of the human body, even after thousands of years, those highly educated people who use high technology only know a little bit about it, but the ancestors have developed the human body to a terrifying realm.

After confirming that he had learned this ancient qi technique, Ziqin once again sank his consciousness into his mind and opened the surname page.

Ancient Qi Practice, the development of the human body's ultimate Qi training technique, can be transformed into a variety of internal strength, and also has the opportunity to form the most primitive basic internal strength, a total of nine levels, the current level 0.

The level of this ancient qi practice technique has reached level nine, looking at this number, Ziqin thought about it slightly, and then chose to add points without hesitation.

Added the Ancient Qi Cultivation Technique to level 9.

As the skill points disappeared, Ziqin could feel that the qi in his body was becoming more and more active, and by the last moment, Ziqin almost felt that he was completely immersed in the qi.

The muscles of his body breathed all the time, and so did every bone, and it felt as if he was back to the age of growth.

Although the body will not grow anymore, every cell in the body is constantly reborn and rotated.

The aging of cells leads to the aging of the human body, Ziqin doesn't know if this ancient qi cultivation technique can really be immortal, but he is also sure that cultivating this thing can definitely extend his lifespan to the maximum.

Fighting with heaven and earth, this qi practice has lived up to his name.

After a long time, Ziqin stood up from the ground, and a feeling that he had never felt before appeared in Ziqin's heart, he only felt that this body had reached the limit of what a human being could achieve.

It's not strength, it's not agility, it's not wisdom or anything, it's vitality.

Ziqin took two steps forward, and suddenly kicked on the ground, and then the whole person shot out like an arrow, and then, turning over in mid-air, he stepped on the top of the cave with both feet, and shot an arrow towards the steps.

But when he was about to touch the steps, the whole person turned over dexterously and landed steadily.

A hint of joy flashed in Ziqin's eyes, and he finally realized that the strength of the ancient qi cultivation technique was not simply the enhancement of any single surname, but the vitality, the vitality of the body, as if a person's brain was extremely clear, and it could make it make all kinds of actions that could not be made in the confused period.

For example, learning to practice qi in ancient times, Ziqin seems to be able to make the most extreme micro-tricks at any time when playing a game, and he can also make a critical hit with every blow, which is terrifying.

Suddenly, Ziqin couldn't help but want to see the expressions of Zou Yan and Cao Qiudao when they saw him at this time.

(To be continued)