Volume 8 Chapter 89 The Tower

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The scope of the light gradually expanded, and finally everyone was enveloped.

Fang Mingwei and the others silently stared at everything in front of them, and couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

It's so beautiful......

In front of them was a beautiful scene full of various colors.

Whether it is on their heads, around them, or under their feet, they are dazzling and dazzling.

However, the beauty here is like a fragile water streak, as if it can be completely destroyed with a slight pinch of the hand, and people dare not have any blasphemy thoughts.

"Let's go." "I've been here three times, but every time I come, I'm mesmerized by the scenery," Potz whispered. But if we can't get out of here, then this will be our graveyard. ā€

Everyone's hearts were cold, and they all secretly raised their guard.

In fact, since they entered the light source, they had fallen back into darkness, and it was only when the dark light came back that they could see where they were.

It's a straight passage that doesn't know where it leads, and the environment around you is beautiful, and it's changing at different frequencies all the time.

The passage was not too big, only enough for three people to walk side by side, but at a glance, it was impossible to see where the road led ahead.

Master Potz took the lead and walked first.

Fang Mingwei and the others followed one after another, and every step they took out and stepped on the ground, as if they were stepping on the water, causing a ripple on the soles of their feet. But the feeling they had under their feet was really hard.

Stretching out his hand, he gently touched the wall beside him, and the constantly changing light there suddenly concentrated, surging towards the point that Fang Mingwei touched.

In an instant, Fang Mingwei seemed to sense countless needle-like energies stabbing towards the tips of his fingers, although these energies were not powerful, they were numerous, and they were endless, and they had an endless potential.

Of course, for Fang Mingwei today, this little energy is no longer enough to threaten the security.

The feeling of his fingers told him that the place he had just touched was a hard wall, which he didn't know what was made of, and it was as smooth as a mirror at a moderate temperature. If it weren't for the needle tip that couldn't stop counterattacking, the feeling would be even more perfect.

Retracting his fingers, those strange energies suddenly disappeared without a trace, and countless rays of light spread out again.

"Master Potts, has this mirage only been found in the third cantilever?" Fang Mingwei groaned slightly, and finally asked.

Master Potts in front of him kept walking and said, "There is only one mirage in the third cantilever at the moment, and as for the silver heart and the other cantilever arms, I don't know. ā€

Fang Mingwei smiled slightly bitterly, although Master Potz said it so surely, Fang Mingwei had a feeling that his old man's words were a little untrue.

Maybe the third cantilever is really only this one mirage, but there must be other places, but Master Potts refuses to tell him explicitly.

Master Potz quickened his pace, intentionally or unintentionally, and by the time, his figure had turned into a ray of light, and he was simply hurrying with the technique of teleportation without stopping.

Fang Mingwei and the others cursed secretly, so they had to speed up, especially Bridges, although there was no teleportation technique available, but his speed was not inferior to Master Pozzi at all, and his face was leisurely, obviously with spare energy.

Patrick, a strong man in the pure spiritual department, also learned from Master Potz to play seamless teleportation, and seemed to be a little more skilled than Master Potts.

As for the three of Fang Mingwei, who are initiates of the dual lineage, they have their own magical powers, and they have used the energy of the dual system to the point of being wonderful, and in terms of speed, they are not much inferior.

After about an hour, they finally came to the end.

Fang Mingwei secretly calculated in his heart, although everyone's speed did not reach the limit, but who are they, they are real super masters, and they have rushed down half of the way frantically, at least more than a thousand kilometers.

It's amazing how this passage was made, and how it could be so frighteningly far away.

At the end of the passage is a huge iron gate that is 100 meters high, and anyone who stands in front of this iron gate will feel small.

Fang Mingwei fixed his eyes and found that with the continuous extension of the passage, it also became wider.

From the beginning of the three people walking side by side, at this moment, even if three hundred people walk side by side, there is no problem.

Potz came to the door, stretched out his hand and pushed it gently, and silently, the huge iron door was pushed open.

Fang Mingwei and the others looked at Boz with strange faces, this kind of scene was like a little child who had just been born and suddenly pushed open the 10,000-jin gate of the ancient city tower, which made people's hearts flood with a strange emotion that is difficult to describe in words.

"Is he a spiritual master or a physical master?" Fang Mingwei used his spiritual power to ask Vernon.

Vernon gave him an angry look, but looking closely at the slender arms on Potts's body, he couldn't imagine that he had such great power.

As Pozzi came to the door, the scenery inside changed again.

This is a beautiful scene like a paradise, countless flowers are blooming in front of you, and the sound of birdsong is constantly coming from the ears.

"It's a hanging garden." "With this area as the center, this area is about 100 square kilometers. Almost every ten meters, there is an item that has been inherited from the tenth-level civilization of ancient humans in the past. ā€

Fang Mingwei and the others immediately raised their eyes to look, but they were soon disappointed to find that they didn't find anything within ten meters, even hundreds of meters or thousands of meters.

There was nothing else in the space except for a few blooming flowers. If these flowers were the items inherited from the tenth-level civilization in Potze's mouth, then everyone would not believe it.

Perhaps sensing the puzzled gazes of the crowd, Potts continued, "But over millions of years, the contents here have been taken away by the guardians of the empire. ā€

Fang Mingwei and the others rolled their eyes at the same time and glared at Potz fiercely, as if they wanted to break him into pieces with their eyes.

You said it earlier, old fellow!

The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

"Still." Potz paused for a moment, fishing up everyone's appetite before he said in a maddeningly slow tone, "There is also a secret tower here, which the Guardians of the Empire have not been able to open. ā€

Fang Mingwei's heart moved slightly, and he asked, "Mr. Potts, this is why you came to me and Vernon." ā€

"Yes." Potz readily admitted: "If you want to open this tower, you have to work together with the two inner armors. ā€

"If the tower is opened, how will things be divided?"

"How about a split in half?"

Fang Mingwei smiled and said, "Master Potts, it's better to divide it according to the head." ā€

Potz said angrily: "If you say that, should I bring a few more people in?" ā€

Bridges suddenly interjected, "As long as Etord and Vernon can agree to take over the positions of the two of us after cultivating to the twentieth level of the Great Perfection, then it is okay to divide them according to the head." ā€

Potz immediately closed his mouth tightly and looked at Etord and Vernon.

Before entering, Vernon was the only one who had comprehended the power of faith, so both of them focused on Vernon. But after the experience of different voices, Etod suddenly exploded in character, and even mastered the energy of faith.

Although Etord's cultivation is still inferior to Vernon, since he has mastered the power of faith, he is a super talent who is definitely qualified to advance to level 20.

So in the eyes of Potts and Bridges, the two of them have been completely treated equally.

In the Retan Empire, there are endless nineteenth-level masters, and the total number is definitely not less than a hundred, but Vernon is the only one who can comprehend the power of faith and have the potential to become a twentieth.

As for the eighteenth-level masters of each department, although they are not as many as eighteen dogs, the number of them is definitely more than 100,000.

It stands to reason that only one in a thousand of these 100,000 eighteenth-level masters has a hope of advancing to nineteenth, but it is impossible to comprehend the power of faith. However, Etode's performance broke that record.

If his achievements were to be publicized, it would be surprisingly overwhelming. At that time, I am afraid that a large number of people will choose this path of dual initiation.

After listening to the words of the two strong men, Vernon was still hesitating, and Etod had already said decisively: "Okay, a word is decided." ā€

Glancing at the teacher, Vernon finally stopped objecting.

Fang Mingwei asked with a smile: "You two are really generous, and you are even willing to give away the things here." ā€

Pozzi smiled slightly, and said, "What's this, when they take our place, we will hand over all the inheritance passed down by the Guardians of the past generations, and all of this will be left to them." ā€

"A legacy through the ages?" Fang Mingwei asked in surprise.

A sly smile suddenly flashed on Potze's face, and he said to Vernon and Etord, "You guys should step up their cultivation of spiritual power, once you become a spiritual master, I will give you an unimaginable wealth." ā€

Bridges opened his mouth to speak, but finally let out a long sigh and stopped talking.

A thought suddenly flashed in Fang Mingwei's heart, and a bad premonition surfaced, and he asked, "Master Potts is so generous, so what about Mr. Bridges?" ā€

Potz laughed out loud and said, "Bridges, this unlucky ghost, the space he used to store the relics of the Guardians of the past generations has been overlapped by the legendary space, and all the contents are lost. ā€

The corners of Fang Mingwei's mouth twitched twice, and he muttered, "How can this be? ā€

Master Potz shrugged his shoulders and said, "Although the probability of this kind of thing happening is extremely small, and I have only seen it in ancient documents, it is undeniable that this is a fact. He looked at Bridges, who was silent, with a clear look of pity in his eyes: "His luck is really ......"

Fang Mingwei and Vernon looked at each other, and they thought about stealing the items in Bridges' spatial ring at the same time.

Originally, he thought that these things were scavenged by Bridges from those down-and-out families for thousands of years, but after listening to Master Potts's words today, he really understood that the things in them were treasured by the guardians of the past generations!

But think about it, that rare ore like a small mountain, if it were only one generation, it would be impossible to collect so many in any case.

The two of them stared at each other, and they both felt like they couldn't cry or laugh.

If it was according to Master Potts's words, then even if Fang Mingwei didn't steal these things, they would eventually fall into Vernon's hands......

I can't imagine that after suffering for so long, I finally stole my own things, this fate is really more strange than this!

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Although it is a beautiful environment and a great place to live, it is clearly not the purpose of the people.

Along the way, as Potz said, he didn't gather anything useful.

Fang Mingwei and other people who entered for the first time all scolded in their hearts, expressing the most direct respect for the ability of previous generations to scavenge land.

Led by Master Potts, they quickly walked around the mirage, even around the surrounding barriers.

It is true that it is a hundred square kilometers, but with the entrance as the center, when you reach the limit, you can see a smoky mist.

The fog was blocked by an invisible barrier, and although it kept churning outside, it was impossible to enter the mirage.

No one knows what's inside the mist, because no one can get in.

Even their group of people, when using ordinary means, still can't break this invisible barrier.

Of course, no fool would really want to go inside and see, because there's no guarantee that once the barrier is broken, the fog will completely submerge the place.

After a good look at the place, Potz finally led them to the tower.

It's a tall tower that reaches into the sky, and when you look up, it seems endless.

"Master Potts, how tall is this thing?" Fang Mingwei let out an exclamation, unexpectedly that even if he himself looked at it, he couldn't see the end.

"I don't know, at least 100,000 meters." Master Potz said thoughtfully.

"100,000 meters?" Vernon asked, confused, "Didn't the Guardians of the Past Generations make accurate measurements?" ā€

"Overmeasured." Master Potts sneered, "Anyone would be interested in seeing such a strange thing, and it can be said that every generation of guardians has measured it with their own hands. ā€

"What about you?"

"Bridges and I measured."

"The result?"

"My measurements are 106,342 meters, and as for Bridges......," Potz smiled bitterly and said, "You go and ask him." ā€

Everyone heard that there seemed to be an unusual meaning in his words, and they couldn't help but look at Bridges together.

"One hundred and eighty thousand meters." Bridges glanced at everyone and said indifferently.

Everyone's eyes couldn't help but open in an instant, they heard it right, how could the results of these two people's measurements be so different?

100,000 meters and 1 million meters, that's a tenfold difference......

For a while, Fang Mingwei and the others' faces couldn't help but become strange.

"Don't ask." Potz waved his hand and said, "The Guardians of the Great Perfection have measured it for generations, but none of the measured data can be matched with the number, and even the second measurement of a person is not the same. ā€

Fang Mingwei and the others looked at each other, and after a moment, Vernon asked, "This thing...... Is it an automatic change? ā€

"Yes, and it's huge. But here we are, it's hard to spot. ā€

Everyone nodded one after another, fully agreeing with his words.

Once the altitude is reached, then there seems to be no difference between 100,000 meters and 1 million meters. Because for the person standing at the bottom, they can't see the situation above at all, and naturally they can't detect it.

Fang Mingwei took two steps forward and circled around the huge tower.

The construction of this tower is very bizarre, and the whole structure is like a column that reaches to the sky, which makes Fang Mingwei easily think of a legendary weapon in his hometown.

He came to the tower, stretched out his hand and stroked it gently, and said softly, "It's too big, if only it were smaller, it would be finer." ā€

After a while, Fang Mingwei gave up in despair, because under his spiritual sense, this tall tower did not change at all.

Vernon asked curiously, "Mingwei, what are you doing?" ā€

Fang Mingwei sighed and said regretfully: "I understand one thing. ā€

"What?"

"It's not the wishful golden hoop stick, and I'm not the monkey."

"Huh?" Vernon's eyes widened, and he looked at Fang Mingwei inexplicably.

"Master Potts, how can I open it?" Fang Mingwei no longer paid attention to Vernon and asked directly.

"At a height of ten meters on the ground, there is a metal door with a key opening in the door, you two put on the inner armor and pour energy into it with a single blow, it should be able to open." Potz said this fluently, as if he had rehearsed it countless times beforehand.

"How do you know?"

"This has been passed down from generation to generation from the mouths of successive Dzogchen guardians." Master Potz reached out and took out a light card from the identity ring, and said, "It is said that this is the document found in the mirage by the third generation of guardians, and the successive guardians have used various methods to open it, so ......"

Fang Mingwei and Vernon glanced at each other, and they secretly said in their hearts, fortunately, you can't open it, otherwise it will be our turn to have ghosts in this thing.

The figures of the two people flew up into the air lightly, and when they came to about ten meters, they saw a huge metal door.

The metal door was absolutely sealed, and would not have been noticeable if it had not been for a thin line-like side slit.

The most conspicuous thing on the door are two fist-sized holes, which are probably the key openings that Master Potz said.

The two looked at each other and smiled, I'm afraid that only such a big key mouth can be worthy of such a huge tower!

"Vernon, do it."

"Wait a minute." Old Vernon turned in front of the two holes and said, "Mingwei, how about we control the power to the same size when we make a move?" ā€

Fang Mingwei was stunned and asked, "Is there still this condition?" ā€

"I don't know, but generally speaking, if you want such a chain lock, the stress point should be average."

"Okay, eighteenth-level pinnacle." Fang Mingwei groaned and said.

Vernon nodded, although the eighteenth-level peak was already an extremely powerful energy, but since the previous generations of guardians had tried and couldn't turn it on, then presumably this level of strength should not destroy the switch.

The two of them stood in front of a hole and ignited the nodes in their bodies at the same time, and their spiritual power and internal strength were running at high speed in an instant.

Of course, the nodes in their bodies were only sixty-four, and at the same time, their spiritual strength and internal strength were also maintained at the level of the eighteenth-level peak.

A huge momentum emanated from their bodies, spreading in all directions in an instant.

Although they were ten meters above the ground, when their powerful aura reached the ground, it still did not weaken in the slightest.

Etod looked at the two heirs above, his heart full of pride. Not everyone can find such a powerful disciple to pass on their skills like him. Even he himself was able to break through the shackles of hundreds of years thanks to the blessings of his two disciples, reach the eighteenth of the double lineage and comprehend the energy of faith.

So at this moment, Etod is a real old man with great relief, and from the slightly upturned arc of the corners of his mouth, you can imagine his mood at the moment.

The aura of the two people in mid-air became stronger and stronger, and even their movements were the same, just like the two had already set a program, mechanical and stable.

The few people below looked at them intently, and of course Potz and the others could see their intentions, and they also knew that it would be much more difficult to do so than to make the strongest blow.

The biggest reason why Fang Mingwei and the two are so slow is that they have to maintain a high degree of consistency.

This is true both for the strength of the one-hit technique and the degree of harmony between their movements.

If you want to do this, if you don't have tacit cooperation, it is simply unimaginable.

Fortunately, these two people have consciously begun to cooperate with each other since they went to the beast territory, and after several joint forces, especially in the battle against Bridges, the two of them are already the same person, and they can no longer separate each other.

There was a loud bang, and the sound came from the cylindrical tower, and the sound was incessant, as if it were forever.

The voice suddenly became louder, Fang Mingwei and Vernon's faces changed at the same time, they could clearly hear that the echo in the hole was even louder than the original sound.

The two of them rushed down without thinking, and as soon as they went down, they saw two rays of light coming out of the hole. These two rays of light seemed to contain great energy, and everything that opposed them was instantly wiped out. A sudden explosion was heard in the distance, and a strange scene of smoke billowing appeared in everyone's minds.

"Master Potts." Fang Mingwei shouted: "Is this the way you said to open the door?" ā€

He and Vernon reacted quickly just now, if they were more curious and didn't leave immediately, or if they were close to the two holes to explore the movement inside, then at this moment, even if they were immortal, they would have to peel off their skin.

Master Potts' face was extremely embarrassed, and he couldn't figure out why this was happening.

Could it be that the method of opening the door handed down through the generations is wrong? He would never believe that.

"Boom."

A loud noise came from above everyone's heads, and when they looked up, they saw that the sealed door had opened at this moment.

Potz was overjoyed and hurriedly said, "Look...... It's on. ā€

Fang Mingwei and Vernon looked at each other and smiled bitterly, this way of opening the door is really unimaginable.

Ten meters is not short, but in the eyes of these people, it is only a step away.

This time, Fang Mingwei refused to take the lead no matter what, and Bridges volunteered to go to the front.

No one raised any objections to this time. Seeing the tower return fire just now, anyone knows that this is not a good place. With this level 20 physical arts master to explore the way, it is indeed the best choice.

This tower is cylindrical, and it takes at least more than ten people to hug it, and the space inside is naturally not too small, but after everyone enters, they can't help but be stunned.

Inside, there are layers of spiral-shaped staircases, spiraling upwards like a giant python, and looking up, people have a bottomless feeling.

Everyone's eyes wandered around for a while, and they all took a deep breath.

On top of every wall here, there are rare and rare minerals embedded in a dazzling variety of minerals.

"Rich." Fang Mingwei muttered: "If all the rare mines in here are moved out, ten countries can also buy them." ā€

Master Potz said in a deep voice: "Yes, I didn't expect that there are so many treasures here, and they are even a few more than the collections of our guardians for generations, which is also ......"

Although I walked into the tower, the hard ground under my feet seemed to be stepping on solid ground, and the top of my head was a piece of unroofed. In this case, of course, everyone did not hesitate to go upward.

Their movements were lightning fast, and their feet seemed to be rushing upwards without touching the ground.

Of course, no one will honestly walk the stairs, they are all on the second or third floor with a touch of their toes.

I don't know how long I walked in the passage, but later, whether I looked up or down, it didn't seem to make any difference.

For one to be able to recognize them, it was the rare mines on the walls that kept going.

With each passage passed, the Rare Ore on the walls will change to a new type. Fortunately below, most of the rare mines Fang Mingwei knew a little, but as the floor went up, there were several rare mines that he had never seen before.

Potz and the others also took in the surrounding environment, and Fang Mingwei even clearly saw the surprise and confusion that flashed in the eyes of these two masters.

It seems that even they don't know what is on it.

"It's almost there." Bridges's cold voice came suddenly, but there was also a hint of undisguised relief in it.

Whoever has walked such a long way will feel extremely depressed.

And I don't know why, the higher it is, the more everyone's mental sensing ability degrades a lot.

In the end, it will be extremely difficult to even release spiritual power. Even Patrick and Master Potts, the two veteran level 20 spiritual masters, have all taken back their divine thoughts.

As for Fang Mingwei and the others, they took the first step to withdraw their spiritual power, and then used their internal energy aura to replace them.

The mysterious energy inside the tower is only to block the release of spiritual power, but it does not have any binding effect on the internal energy aura, so of course Bridges seems to be at ease.

Under the agitation of internal strength, Fang Mingwei and Vernon jumped lightly side by side, and suddenly reached the highest top floor.

After thinking about it, they had been running without sleep for three hours, and between those three hours, and half an hour after they came up, Patrick and Master Potts were a little behind.

Because their greatest reliance is their strong spiritual strength, and since they cannot rely on this, they naturally fall into an extremely difficult situation. Fortunately, their personal physical abilities have also reached the quasi-master realm, so they can follow closely behind.

Fang Mingwei glanced at them with envy, although these people were not dual-line masters, but they had been alive for too long, thousands of years old monsters, not to mention quasi-masters of physical arts, it was not an incredible thing to cultivate to the level of a real dual-system master.

At the top is a platform on which three things are placed.

The one on the far left is a pitch-black box, the one on the right is a ball that glows faintly, and the one in the middle is a light mirror with water waves.

Everyone's eyes fell on the black box first, and Poz smiled and said, "This is the inner armor, a good thing specially prepared for the dual-system masters, Etode, this is yours." ā€

Before coming in, everyone had already made an agreement, and naturally no one regretted it at this moment.

Etod took a few steps forward, took a deep breath, and picked up the black box with some trembling, and it was only at this moment that a heart hanging in the air was completely released.

"Why are there only two things on it?" Fang Mingwei frowned and said, "How can we all divide it?" ā€

Hearing that Fang Mingwei deliberately missed the inner armor, Vernon and Bridges were not angry, and after thinking for a moment, Potz said: "We don't know what this light mirror and ball are, otherwise it would be like this." He paused, pointed to the dazzlingly decorated walls, and said, "What do you think of these rare minerals as a portion, and the mirror and the ball as a portion?" ā€

Fang Mingwei was taken aback and asked, "Can the combined value of these two things be comparable to these rare minerals?" ā€

"I don't know." Potz shook his head and said, "No one knows what is in this tower, and we don't know what these two things are, if Mr. Fang wants, you might as well take these two things and leave these rare ores to us." ā€

Fang Mingwei and the others glanced at each other, hesitating and unable to make up their minds.

From the first layer they came up, they saw countless rare ores, and the wealth was so huge that it was definitely beyond everyone's expectations. But since the two things on the top layer can be put together with the inner armor, it is naturally impossible to be garbage.

To say that the choice between the moments is indeed quite difficult.

With a sudden movement in his heart, Fang Mingwei asked, "Master Potts, the last time you showed me and Vernon only half of the images, and that ceremony didn't go on, can you let us know the inside story first?" ā€

Boz smiled bitterly and said, "Mr. Fang, in fact, I have already given you all the information in my hand. ā€

"What? That image isn't complete. Fang Mingwei said dissatisfiedly.

"It's not complete." Master Potz said seriously: "Because the image I got was not complete in the first place. ā€

Looking at Master Potz quietly, Fang Mingwei really couldn't judge the truth of this sentence from his demeanor.

There was also a hesitant glint in Vernon's eyes, although everyone's mental strength was greatly restrained here, on the contrary, physical ability became important.

As long as Bridges is here alone, then even if everyone rushes up, they can't win him.

The situation at this moment is even more dangerous than when everyone outside can give it a go.

"Alas......" Potz sighed deeply and said, "Well, I'll tell you the truth. The document was circulated from the second cantilevered mirage, and the place to which the information in the document refers is the third cantilevered mirage. ā€

Fang Mingwei and the others' eyes suddenly lit up, and their gaze moved to the round ball and water mirror on the platform. They all knew that if Potz hadn't lied, then the final answer would have been on top of these two things.

"Master Potts, why are you telling us?" Fang Mingwei said hesitantly.

Master Potz smiled bitterly and spread his hands, "Because it suddenly occurred to me that even if these rare ores were given to us, when Vernon and Etod cultivated to the twentieth level of the Great Perfection, these things would also fall into your hands. In that case, it's a fart......"

Fang Mingwei and the others were stunned at first, and then laughed dumbly.

This reason sounds ridiculous, but when you think about it, it is exactly the case, no wonder Master Potts's expression is so unwilling.

"Okay, everyone owns the stuff, let's see the answer first!" Potz said solemnly.

"What are you going to do?"

Potz came to the water mirror in the middle and said, "If I'm not mistaken, this should be this thing." ā€

As he spoke, his hand lightly rested on the top of the mirror, and a refined spiritual power rushed down and entered the water mirror.

In this place, the spiritual power can still be condensed to this extent, and what is even more valuable is that it can be maintained continuously, and the strength of the master of the Great Perfection of the spiritual system is indeed far beyond the ability of ordinary people.

(To be continued)