Xiang Mo gasped and had a new understanding of the two seals that were about to be engraved.

Dan Xinyin can protect itself, so if it really wants to show its power, doesn't it mean that it has to go all out.

As for the Qingye seal, it is even more chilling, the hatred of the slaughter of the city cannot be forgotten even for several generations, what can be left except the unforgettable hatred?

Once the eruption is unbelievable, it will either be like a long-accumulated volcano or like a poisonous snake entangled, in short, it cannot be said to be a protective seal.

But why are those two seals engraved here?

Not only did he think of Zhong Yuanjia that Bai Suyi mentioned just now, this deputy pavilion master of the Refining Immortal Pavilion had made it difficult for him from the beginning, or that his real purpose was to embarrass Zhong Danran, but what was his purpose?

As an outsider, he still knows too little, but there is always a feeling of uneasiness in his heart, as if urging him to leave this place quickly.

Sun Changle and Feng Lianggong didn't say anything, they just carved on the ground step by step, and they didn't know that this matter was unusual from their expressions.

After the repair was completed, the two of them said hello to Xiang Mo, and they were going to go to the pillar of heaven, and Xiang Mo was fine, and he wanted to follow to see it, so the three of them came to the place where the pillar of heaven was located.

Tongtian Pillar Tongtian Pillar, as the name suggests, although it is not a true heaven of Tong, but it is a solid gray stone pillar, the foundation of the pillar is in the ground of the first floor of the Refining Immortal Pavilion, and the height runs through the entire Refining Immortal Pavilion until the top, passing through the ground of each layer.

When Xiang Mo first saw this Tongtian Pillar, he thought it was the top pillar of the Immortal Refining Pavilion, but after asking, he realized that the Immortal Refining Pavilion did not need a pillar at all, and the entire pavilion body was covered by dense seals, which was unbreakable, and there was no need for this move at all.

But what's the point of this pillar?

Sun Changle didn't know, and Feng Lianggong didn't know, Xiang Mo wanted to ask Bai Suyi who had just left, but the defendant and except for a few people, no one else knew, only knew that this Tongtian Pillar seemed to be the foundation for controlling the Immortal Refining Pavilion.

On the foundation of this Immortal Refining Pavilion in front of him, there are dense hammocks, each of which is like a cradle, carrying the mystery of the Heavenly Pillar.

Sun Changle and Feng Lianggong seemed to have been here before, so they chose a hammock and pressed a button next to the hammock to let the hammock start to rise with them.

Xiang Mo also followed them, his eyes full of little stars.

It was the first time he had seen such a carrying tool, which looked like a hammock, but in fact it was several times larger than a hammock, nearly ten zhang long and four zhang wide, and the internal force also placed various magic tools to punish mineral liquids and large marking tools far beyond ordinary marking tools.

Standing inside at this time, it was like entering a giant country, all of which were far beyond their size, a thigh-thick engraving knife, a mineral liquid vessel more than a person high, and several pipes that kept circulating, as well as a heating seal to maintain temperature, a ventilation seal, and some strange seals that I didn't know what to do.

But all the artifacts that could be seen were covered with seals, they were not made for fighting, but for engraving, serving life, which really opened the eyes of a young man who only knew how to print knives, guns, sticks, and sticks.

He was bumping and knocking in the hammock, his body crawling on the floor, constantly sensing the fluctuations of the Indian aura around him, like a newborn child.

It's a pity that Sun Changle and Feng Lianggong on the side didn't feel fun because of his strange behavior, but looked sullen, their eyes wandered, and they didn't know what they were thinking.

With the lifting of the hammock, from the first floor to the second floor, there are a total of six brackets between the two floors, and the middle of the bracket and the upper layer are hollowed, which can facilitate the hammock shuttle.

The hammocks quickly moved from the second floor to the third, and then climbed upwards for about five floors before they stopped, landing in an empty space that seemed to be where they needed to work.

Sun Changle and Feng Lianggong took out some tools similar to those usually used to engrave lines from the hammock and got busy on them, from time to time they made a knife in the east and carved in the west, and they were busy.

Xiang Mo carefully observed their carvings on the side, while tasting in his own dantian inner world.

Speaking of which, the engraving method of this pillar is obviously different from that of ordinary utensils, in that it does not require a mold, and the hard walls of the pillar need to be chiseled.

I don't know what kind of ore this pillar is used for, it is extremely strong, and if you don't use some special method to destroy the wall structure, the carving knife will not be able to leave a mark at all.

They use the casting method, which undoubtedly requires a lot of resources, but there is no way to do it.

The so-called melting casting method is to use the melted mineral liquid to continuously melt the Babel pillar, and then form deep pits, and then pour the liquid that needs to be engraved into the line to realize the engraving of the pattern.

Some people may wonder, why not just use the power of fire to melt it directly? Wouldn't it be simpler, faster, and save resources?

Xiang Mo asked this question, and Feng Liang Gong quickly answered it for him.

It is said that the pillar was made of giltstone, which is different from ordinary stones, and when it was formed, it brought together a variety of ores, and it was a complex fusion that would form a powder that would melt away if it was simply melted, and would only remain as it was when it was fused with the flint they now use.

And the gilt stone also has a strange effect, that is, as long as the seal can be engraved on it, the mystery of these seals can also be left in it at the same time, once called, it can save the consumption of the seal mage, which is really an unusual material.

Therefore, no matter how much resources are consumed, no matter how manpower is consumed, such a thing must be done, after all, the importance of the Babel Pillar can almost be sent to the top few in the Immortal Refining Pavilion.

However, this kind of work is undoubtedly very hard, although the liquid has been melted, it is still full of weight, and it is spilling out of the heat and bad smelling gas, and anyone who stays in this environment for a long time will feel extremely uncomfortable.

Even though they were still in mid-air, and they were constantly generating wind currents through the Wind Seal Method to dispel the smell, Rao still couldn't make people stay in the hammock for long.

However, it is also eye-catching to ordinary people, Sun Changle and Feng Lianggong are obviously not ordinary people, after all, they are the ones who are deputy deacons, and they are stronger than ordinary apprentices in terms of rank, and they don't know where to get a mask and wear it on their faces.

This mask looks no different from an ordinary children's mask, but after a closer look, you find that there is a row of dense cavities inside, which seems to have a filtering effect, and the gas inhaled in has faded a lot after passing through the mask.

Xiang Mo didn't have a mask, but he didn't want to leave, and under his begging, the old guy who had been over half a hundred in the past two years could only help him ask.

Coincidentally, at this time, another hammock rose up, and it was full of people, and Feng Lianggong hurriedly came over to beckon them to ask for masks.

"Mask, we just have one more, it's Cui Hong's, we can lend it to this little brother!"

A dark-skinned, broad-skinned man in a hammock grinned.

As a result, after the mask, he handed it to Xiang Mo, and Feng Shui Gong was puzzled:

"Where did Cui Hong's kid go, I remember not seeing him for two days!"

"We don't know, we have asked Deacon Bai recently, and we have not seen any trace of him, and then we have asked some deacon in charge, but no one knows where he has gone!"

When this man saw Xiang Mo, he couldn't help but quip:

"This is Xiang Mo Xiaoyou, the first place in the new refining conference, oh no, now I should be called Deputy Deacon Xiang Mo! What a young talent, I have also seen half of the competition, that unstoppable momentum is really admirable! By the way, my name is Wen Lianghan, you can call me a mosquito, share the bed with me, oh no, it is Shi Jia, Pang Ruiming, Deng Anyi, Liao Jianmu, we are all apprentices who have been repairing the pillar of heaven for a long time!"

Xiang Mo hurriedly came over to say hello, he could see that Wen Lianghan was a very talkative person, he was almost suffocated to death when he was with Sun Changle and Feng Lianggong, the two deacons, just now, when he saw someone who could chat, he couldn't stop the smile on his face, stood up, walked over and said with a smile:

"You don't need to call me a deputy deacon, just treat me as an ordinary apprentice, and besides, you guys are really hard, I have also seen the environment here, it is really bad!"

He was in a bit of a hurry when he approached, and his clothes were brought to the side with a spoonful of dissolved liquid.

The liquid was thrown like this, and it splashed directly onto the pillar of Babel not far away, leaving a shallow trace, and a light-colored cloth was exposed at the edge of the trace.

Xiang Mo was also taken aback, looking at the exposed traces and apologized repeatedly:

"This ...... It doesn't matter!"

"Hmph, it doesn't matter, that place is not the area where we want to engrave, if we really urge the overall printing method in the future, there may be some accidents, but ......"

Sun Changle first snorted coldly, then frowned, walked to the Tongtian Pillar, stretched out his hand and touched the piece of fabric, and said puzzledly:

"How can there be fabric in this place!"

"Hmph, of course there can't be any fabric, Old Man Sun, someone is obviously buried in something here, and you also said that people are Xiang Mo, if it weren't for Xiang Mo, I'm afraid no one would have found out that something was buried here!"

Feng Liang Gong hurriedly played a round field and said:

"What else are you thinking about, why don't you dig it out and take a look!"

Sun Changle nodded, and quickly took the seal needle on the side.

In fact, the stink needle for repairing the pillar of heaven can no longer be called a stamping needle, but it is more appropriate to call it a stamping cylinder or a stamp, the thickness alone is thicker than a normal person's thigh, and the length is half the length of most people, and you need to hold it in your arms when you take it.

Fortunately, Sun Changle's cultivation was profound, and in the early stage of the Gathering Spiral Realm, it was easy to pick up such a long and thick pipe, and he quickly sprayed the mineral liquid inside and dotted it around the place where the cloth was located.

But after a while, everyone saw the true location of the fabric, which was actually a corner of a dress, and inside it was obviously a complete dress, so to speak, the pillar was buried in the whole dress by someone else.

The next discovery made everyone present stunned, and even felt a little chilled.

As the cylinder surface was continuously dissolved, the outline of a person actually appeared inside, and in the end, the fusion was completed, and the location of this outline was placed in the hammock, and everyone also saw its true face, it was really a person, and it was a person they were familiar with, that is, Cui Hong, who Wen Lianghan said just now.

"This ...... How could this be Cui Hong! I ...... I saw him come two days ago!"

Shi Jia pointed at Cui Hong, who had already died on the ground, and said in a trembling voice.

"What, two days ago? Could it be that Cui Hong died two days ago? And who integrated him into the Heavenly Pillar?"

Wen Lianghan was also taken aback, and couldn't help asking.