Chapter Ninety-Six: First Arrival in Muni City
When the caravan was regrouped and ready to continue on its way, the day sèyijingméngméng brightened.
Seeing the morning glow on the horizon and recalling all kinds of encounters overnight, people who have survived the catastrophe can't help but have a feeling of being separated from the world. I was glad in my heart, and I couldn't help but want to cry out loud.
A moment of mixed feelings.
The captives were taken away. Some of these important people were sealed by the black-clothed priests with special techniques to seal the Douqi Nebula in the body, tied them together with iron chains, and dragged them away behind the horses. Even as an enemy, when they saw the pale faces and desperate eyes of Feige and the others, everyone couldn't help but feel pity for them.
Even those who have never seen the world know what awaits them when they are caught in the Inquisition.
That's definitely a scarier place than hell. Those black-clad priests had 10,000 ways to turn them into something that no one recognized, and 10,000 ways to make them remember a qiē, or forget a qiē. In the hands of those madmen, even death is a luxury.
You know, the Magician was originally one of the standard staffing of the Inquisition. With their cooperation, the black-clothed priest not only has the ability to torture a normal person into a pile of bloody minced meat, but also has the ability to turn this pile of minced meat into a healthy person again.
Repeatedly.
The bodies of the dead robbers and members of the Wenger Guard were buried on the spot by the soldiers. Most of the bodies were concentrated in the car formation. At that time, when I saw the countless corpses densely piled up in the narrow tunnel, even the battle-hardened veterans couldn't help but shudder.
Under the countless water arrows, the dead bandits and guards were covered in holes.
The blood on the ground had accumulated into a circular pool of water that overflowed the surface of his feet, and severed limbs and flesh were scattered everywhere around him. Just by clearing out the corpses and counting the number of people, it took most of the prayer hours.
After seeing this hellish tragedy, when everyone looked at Roy again, they unanimously agreed. The black boy with a mushy and honest expression on his face must not be provoked!
After tidying up, the caravan returned to the main road. The long ruts on the mud floor faded away from the battlefield full of gore and nightmarish memories.
After deliberation, the Momiji Knights sent a squad of long knights and two cavalrymen to escort the caravan to Muuni Castle.
For the protection of the Momiji Knights, the civilians were overjoyed. These noble knights are the glory of the empire, and even the top nobles of the empire cannot enjoy such treatment. As soon as Xiangdao this, everyone suddenly felt that vanity had been greatly satisfied.
Being able to walk into Muuni City under the escort of the Momiji Knight, I have never been so beautiful in my life!
Because the caravan was moving slowly, Roy and Malt, accompanied by Philip, bid farewell to the caravan and head to Muuni City first.
A battle side by side, sharing weal and bene, the caravan's feelings for Roy are more than just feelings. Everyone understands that Roy saved his life. Without him, there would be no pre-listed car array, no magic pattern array, no Red Leaf Knights, and no one would be alive to see the majestic sunrise in the sky at this moment.
In the early morning sun, people surrounded Roy.
"Brother Roy" Fergus shoved a blue and gold card into Roy's hand, "Here is a blue and gold card, take it!"
"It's ......," Roy was a little embarrassed.
He was greedy for the magic core materials worth more than 30,000 gold Lulang, and at this time, he would inevitably blush a little if he took the money again. Besides, Fergus still gave a blue and gold card. This kind of magic pattern card, which can withdraw cash from any bank in the empire, requires a minimum of at least 1,000 blue gold lists.
The Blue Gold List is the highest of the monetary units and the currency used by the three empires. The gold lulang of the Saint Solan Empire is much smaller than the gold coins of the other two empires, so one blue gold list is equal to the hardware of the Pompeii Empire and the Fengjin Mark of the Philaean Empire, but it has to be exchanged for twenty gold lulangs.
A thousand blue gold lists are 20,000 gold Lulang!
"Don't talk, listen to me!" Fergus quickly interrupted Roy's words and said, "There are only a thousand blue and gold lists in this card, it's not that I'm stingy, it's really that this Edding City acquisition has squeezed out all the cash I can mobilize, you take this card first, and when the goods in my hand are sold, I will deposit the money directly on the card." ”
As he spoke, he patted Roy on the shoulder: "If it weren't for you this time, don't say that these goods can't be saved, and even their lives won't be lost." So, regardless of friendship, this is also what you deserve. Besides, I call you a brother, if you recognize me as a brother, don't be too little, and don't shirk. Since Yijing said this, Roy naturally couldn't say anything. With a wry smile on his face, he actually stuffed the card into the space ring with satisfaction, still thinking in his heart, not knowing how much money he would save for the card after Fergus sold the goods.
Judging by the value of Fergels's individual and goods, it is clear that it will not be a small amount.
You must know that although his goods only look like 10,000 gold Lulang on the surface, they were purchased at a low price at the most critical time in Medin City. In addition, after the outbreak of the war, the output of the southern demon core and various raw materials has decreased sharply, and once these things are transported to the imperial capital, I am afraid they will have to multiply several times!
Seeing Roy put away the blue and gold card, Fergus laughed. There was a hint of shrewdness and cunning characteristic of a businessman in his eyes, and he said to Roy: "Brother, from now on, we will be a family." As long as you have any difficulties, just go to the Chamber of Commerce of the Flint Consortium and ask someone to bring me a message. ”
"Okay, I remember!" Roy said with a smile on his face. The old saying that many friends have many roads, he understood it when he was very young.
Fergus smiled and said: "Of course, brother, if you have any way to make money, I can also help to ensure that you can earn more than anyone else you find, just take your magic pattern as an example... Well, we'll have time to discuss this matter later, and I'll arrange a personal ...... for you first."
As he spoke, Fergus beckoned a caravan of an old man in his fifties who looked a little obscene.
Roy knew the old man named Grande. Along the way, he was basically in charge of the caravan's food, clothing, housing and groom mates, although he didn't look outstanding, he was a very shrewd and powerful master.
A bronze nun was in his hand. It can be used as Yintaishi.
"Grande, you will follow Roy from now on," said Fergus, to Roy. "He's my butler, and he couldn't be more reliable in my house for more than thirty years. I'll ask him to follow you and help you take care of your finances and other chores that you can't afford to come out with. If I have anything on my side, I can also contact him. ”
"What's so embarrassing?" Roy scratched his head. He saved Philip before, and he sent four knights of the guard. Now Fergus has sent another butler.
It's not that he dislikes a lot of people, after all, it's a good thing to have such a person to help with daily affairs, and what makes him depressed is that no one in these guys sends a beautiful maid or anything like that, all of them are big men. Don't you know that I am in the middle of my youth?
Here, Roy turned his head to look at Malt. Immediately, under the curious gaze of those hooked eyes, he quickly lost the battle. I was depressed for a while, and I hated myself for why I wanted to know the age of this girl who seduced me every day, if I pretended not to know at that time "Wealth can never be too much, this is a famous saying from a businessman" Fergus did not know the work of a short blink of an eye. The young man turned these many thoughts in his mind, and said with a smile: "You will know in the future that Grande's salary will always be lower than the wealth he has saved for you. ”
As he spoke, the people next to him also gathered around. They all said goodbye to Roy. Especially Ling Shuang and Ling Xue's mother, Judy, kept holding Roy's hand and talking. So much so that the twin sisters originally wanted to say a few words to Roy to clear up the previous misunderstanding, but they could only hide aside at this time.
"Roy, the house we asked someone to find is on Tulip Avenue in the eastern part of Muuni City, remember, taming. You must come to the house when you have time, you saved my old fellow, I haven't thanked you yet, I won't spare you if you don't come!" Judy chattered.
"I won't say anything superfluous, and in the future, wherever the Ice Star Mercenary Group is used, say hello. Alder and Mussi stood on either side of Roy's mount, one left and one right, their heads tilted. Behind them, the mercenary who had been pulled from under the Death Scythe by Roy with a healing technique, Yijing was able to sit up and looked at him with emotion.
In the crowd of farewells, Miki bit her mouth, her eyes flashed, and she wanted to say something several times, but she finally couldn't speak. It wasn't until Roy and Malt rode away under the escort of a knight of the red leaves that she put on her bow and arrows and walked alone on the left side of the caravan.
After arriving in Muni City this time, she will also leave the team temporarily.
Because of the latest news she has received, there will be a large-scale slave auction in Muni City. Her captive people are likely to appear at auction.
Although Miki knew that it would be difficult to save people from the heavily guarded auction hall in the downtown area of Muni City, no one could stop her. It was the closest she'd ever been to a loved one in such a long time. Even if she dies, she will die with them!, Roy and Malt make their way to Muni City, accompanied by Philip.
A short walk ahead, Yijing could see groups of ragged refugees on both sides of the road. The flow of people is like two long snakes that meander into the distance. People carry their burdens and carry their children in their arms, and they are waving through the morning sun and flying dust.
Because of the long journey and hunger, most of the refugees appear yellow-skinned and slow-moving.
It was only when the cavalry roared past them that they lifted their heads with difficulty and glanced at them with their humble eyes.
"Wenger damn it!" Philip said coldly, looking at the refugees on the side of the road.
Among the refugees, the elderly and the weak make up more than half of the number, and they have traveled all the way here, exhausted, hungry and exhausted, and many of them are still suffering from injuries and illnesses. But Wenger and the Black Skull bandit group wolf bèi are jiān, cutting off this lifeline to the northern region alive!
If it weren't for the fact that after solving the Black Skull Bandits and the Wenger Guard, the Red Leaf Knights quickly divided their troops to destroy the surrounding checkpoints and capture the members of the Wenger Guard, but I am afraid that these refugees are still blocked by Wenger outside the checkpoint and are afraid of starvation and suffering in the wilderness.
"In war, the most bitter thing is the civilians. ”
Philip turned to Roy and said, "Roy, is that guy you know reliable? If he can't take Wenger, say it earlier, I'll do it!"
Just now, under the hill where the car formation was, Roy called him together with the county bishop named Joseph for a brief conversation.
Roy not only handed over several important prisoners to Joseph, but also handed over the follow-up to Wenger. That is, after handing over the captives, the Momiji Knights will completely withdraw from the operation against the Wenger family. This made Philip unable to figure it out, and the doubts he held in his heart could no longer be held back at this time.
Until now, he hadn't figured out what Roy's relationship with that Joseph was.
From Joseph's eyes and the tone of his conversation, he could clearly tell that Joseph didn't seem to know Roy before that. Otherwise, when the black-clad priest captain was so difficult for Roy, he couldn't have been the one who stood by.
It seems that from the moment Roy unbelievably asked him to testify for himself, this Joseph's position suddenly took a turn of 180. Not only did he protect Roy in public, but he also showed a submissive attitude towards Roy in his conversations.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Philip wouldn't have dared to believe it was zhende.
You know, if the first mortal enemy of the Holy See is the Demon Emperor's withdrawal. Then the second one is Roy. This may be an exaggeration, but it is a true portrayal of the irreconcilable contradiction between this kid who was named a guardian knight by Ellethea and the Holy See.
The wind bō back then, and the rest of the bō has not been flattened so far. If the Golden Dragon Family knew that Roy was still alive, even if they were unwilling to directly clash with Edward I and avoid trouble with Roy on the surface, they would definitely find a way to kill him secretly, let alone cooperate with him. But who knows, Roy has only been out of the mountains for less than a month, and he secretly got mixed up with a county bishop, and he can also use the other party to do things for himself, which gives Philip the feeling, like a grand ball, where the indignant guests and soldiers are still searching everywhere and flirting with the hostess's hooligans in broad daylight, while he sweetly abducts the master's daughter, hides in the cellar and lifts her skirt.
"No problem," the little wolf Roy who lifted the skirt of the Holy See smiled, "That guy has a grudge against the bishop of the Western District." He doesn't have much friendship with Wenger, he will be more ruthless than you. ”
Philip looked at Roy's silly and sunny smiling face, and somehow, he always felt a chill behind him. Shaking his head, he quickly threw Roy and Joseph's affairs aside.
Anyway, this black boy with a mushy face is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and no matter what he does, he doesn't have to be surprised for too long.
"By the way, this time in Muni City, are you going to apply for the first training camp?" asked Philip.
Yi nodded and sighed.
"Why, you still want to be a knight?" Philip naturally knew why he sighed and asked with a smile. At the same time, he glanced at Kameni, who was walking side by side.
Hearing Philip's words, Kameni was stunned and turned his head to look at Roy.
"That's right. "Not out of Philip's indica, Roy really looks like a natural one" Of course I want to take the knight exam, but now my fighting spirit has not yet reached the first level, I heard that the training camp must have a battle ring to apply for the exam, there are less than ten days left, I don't know if it's too late." "Why do you want to apply for the knight exam, aren't you a magician?" Kameni interjected, "You have a talent for magic, it's easy to get into the training camp." And the status and future are much better. ”
"Lou wants to be a knight. Roy smiled.
He didn't explain. Every person who does anything has his own reasons, and these reasons are sufficient from different life experiences, and there is no need to explain them to others.
Even if you say it, others may not be able to understand it. Who would believe that a boy with a gift for magic desperately wants to become a knight just because of an agreement with a blacksmith's son?
Looking at the morning glow on the horizon, Roy's eyes appeared in front of Tom's freckled and happy smiling face again.
For him, it was not a one-man ideal, but the shared dream of two boys sitting on the sidelines of the Bō LaBelle training ground full of hope and longing!
"Think?" Kameni frowned. In his mind, knighthood is a sacred profession, not something that can be played casually if you want to.
To think like that would be a blasphemy against a knight!
"That's not a reason. Your magical talent is high, but your vindictive talent" Kameni looked at Roy, and the rest of the words didn't come out. In his opinion, a person who has not yet reached the first level of douqi at the age of eighteen, even if he has talent, is pitiful.
Generally speaking, if a child wants to become a knight, he usually becomes a knight shì boy at the age of five or six, and undergoes basic physical training to lay the foundation for future vindictive cultivation.
Everyone's body is different, and so are their status and resources. The time to break through the first level of Dou Qi is naturally early and late. But if you have good talent, you can generally break through the first order at the age of thirteen or fourteen, and even better, a genius like Alex will be a brave knight at the age of thirteen or fourteen.
Of course, this is not counting the once-in-a-year genius of Augustus. He was the only one who could become a just knight at the age of fourteen.
Compared to these people, a guy who hasn't broken through the first level of vindictiveness at the age of eighteen is simply rubbish.
Kameni didn't know about Roy's past, so he naturally didn't know that this black boy had been damaged in his meridians since he was a child, and he didn't regain his fighting talent until he was sixteen years old, a full ten years later than the others!
What's more, in the previous battles, although Roy won the battle, his way of victory was too far from that of a real knight.
He was too cunning, too ruthless, and too lacking in reverence for the noble profession of knighthood. Kameni found it hard to believe that such a guy could become a guy with the eight virtues. A good knight who adheres to the rules.
"Give up, be a magician, that's your way, knights aren't for you. ”
Kameni looked Roy in the eye and advised him earnestly, riding his horse on.
He had a bad impression of Roy right now, and he was really in no mood to talk to him more.
Abandon?
Roy looked at Kameni's back, stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses, and almost jumped up from his horse with these two words. This is the last thing he can do. Who does the guy think he is. Why did he give himself such advice that stinks 100,000 times worse than shit?
Lao Tzu is a knight or a magician, and he cares about his!
"Who is he?" Roy recalled the sixteen rings on Kameni's body during the battle, and very wisely dismissed the idea of rushing up and beating him up, and turned his head to look at Philip with a foul face.
Philip smiled bitterly: "His name is Kameni, and he was my great teacher when I was in the first training camp of the imperial capital. ”
First bootcamp?
Roy was startled, blinked his eyes, suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and rejoiced, "Fortunately, it's from the main camp! When I get to the main camp in the future, I have to avoid him, and I don't want to fall into his hands......
"You'd better find a way to enter the Muni branch first," the smile on Philip's face became more bitter, "Before you have time to tell you, he has been transferred to the Munie branch." Maybe you'll be planted in his hands when the entrance examination comes. He is the best big teacher in the first training camp, and he should be one of the examiners The factory sneered, and the malt on the side couldn't hold back anymore, and burst into a burst of laughter like silver bells. She crouched on the horse's back, her slender shoulders twitching.
The corners of Roy's mouth twitched, his face twisted.
Twenty kilometers from Muni City, Philip led the Order of Momiji back to Fiordland to garrison, bid farewell to Roy, and galloped away.
However, at parting, Philip couldn't help but say something, leaving Roy with a whole squad of knights and a squadron of cavalry. This time Roy's distress really scared him out of a cold sweat. He couldn't promise that the next time he would be so thrilling. Simply leave a squad of knights and a non-commissioned officer to protect Roy's safety. Of course, those who stayed were ordinary knights like Ivan and Sanjie, and there were no long knights who were not allowed to leave without permission unless they were ordered. But this is also something that has never been seen before in the history of the Momiji Knights. Not to mention an ordinary commoner, even royalty has never enjoyed such treatment.
The remaining knights and non-commissioned officers will apply to Grand Duke Adolf to be stationed in the military camp of Muni Castle in the name of the liaison team of the Momiji Knights. Usually train under the leadership of Ivan, or assist in the defense of Muny City. And once Roy is in distress, they will be dispatched en masse.
"It doesn't matter who the other party is, let's talk about it after beating it. When Philip was leaving, he praised the appearance of Ivan and Sanjie in this battle against bandits, and praised the birth of one Buddha and the ascension of two Buddhas, and then encouraged: "I will bear any consequences!"
At that time, Roy saw that a group of knights and cavalrymen were so pounded by Philip that their eyes were shining green. It seems that he wanted to catch an unlucky passerby next to him as an enemy and beat him up. So much so that at the intersection of the official road, a large area was vacated in an instant.
Entering the city of Muni, Grannose immediately demonstrated his professionalism. He only entered Muni City in advance and took a turn, and Yijing arranged a qiē.
In the evening of this day, Roy Yijing sat comfortably in a small building not far from the Muny branch of the first training camp and drank *coffee.
"It's been a long day. "The dwarven axe appeared like a ghost.
"yes. Roy leaned on his stomach in the attic window, staring intently at the city below.
The city of Muuni is huge. So big that from the time he entered the city to the present, his impression of the city was only the majestic city walls that were forty meters high and the bustling neighborhoods from the city gate to the city. And according to Grande, when they entered the city through the west gate, they only cut a corner of the city.
It's this corner, Yijing is ten times bigger than Bō LaBelle!
The small building rented by Grande is located on a leafy hillside. It is surrounded by a row of houses with red roofs and gray walls. Three meters below is the southeast corner of the camp of the Muni City branch of the first training camp. As far as the eye can see, you can see a row of white sè walls made of huge stones and a thick and calm stone building.
The whole academy looked like a huge fortress. All the qiē are filled with the smell of Jin Ge Iron Horse's grass affairs. Looking at her, Roy seemed to hear the clash of swords as generations of knight cadets trained, the neighing of war horses, the sound of footsteps, and the roar.
Because it was still a holiday, the academy was unusually quiet in the fiery sunset. The empty school grounds occasionally saw guards with spears in their hands and knights in instructors' uniforms passing by. Other than that, there is only the dust on the ground blown by the wind, the training equipment standing still, and the shadows of the swaying trees.
"Are you sure you're going to lock yourself up in that damn place?"
The shadow of the dwarven axe spirit also lay next to Roy. But if you look closely, you can see that he is less than half Roy's height, and both feet are hanging in the air. Looks funny.
The room was quiet.
The rays of the setting sun shine through the attic windows, casting a rectangular speck of gold sè light on the carpet of blue sè wool. Floating dust swam in the slanted light. The dark brown oak five-drawer cabinet, the wardrobe and the tall chuáng covered with white sè cotton sheets exude a unique and pleasant smell.
Roy loved it here.
Perhaps because he was displaced since he was a child, he had an incomprehensible obsession with such a room. Every time he went into the city with his grandfather, his greatest happiness was to be able to sleep comfortably in a room full of the warm smell of life.
At that time, his biggest dream was to become a knight. In addition to the sturdy horses, beautiful armor and riding spears, the concept of a knight is a fortified castle of its own, a room of its own, and a hostess or a group of hostesses.
Hearing the question of the dwarven axe, his mind involuntarily conjured up memories of his childhood.
"Of course, I'm sure. The boy said, with a smile on his face that was within reach.
Downstairs, Malt, who was walking with Oliver, accidentally looked up and saw Roy smiling in the sunset, and couldn't help but be stupid, his face turned red for no reason, and he said to Oliver angrily: "It's over, Roy's smile is getting better and better now, what should I do?"
Oliver wagged his tail and grinned in confusion.
Seeing it like this, Malt couldn't help but kick it in frustration. When she looked up at Roy again, she didn't know why, but she suddenly had an unprecedented strange change in her heart, as if there was an evil desire that belonged to the dark elves to wake up. , Malt stood stupidly in place. Overwhelmed.
When this strange feeling gradually spread to the body, causing a physiological reaction that made her shy, scared, and unspeakable, she jumped up like a rabbit with an arrow, rushed into her room with a crimson face, closed the door and got into the bed, and wrapped herself up.
The dwarven axe frowned, muttering.
When Roy decided to enter the first training camp to improve his strength, he was still in the ruling shijie because he couldn't break the seal, and he couldn't participate in the opinion. After that, he had a conversation with Roy about the matter, trying to convince Roy to give up the idea of entering the academy.
In the eyes of the dwarf axe, the verdict is the best school for this shijie. Whether Roy is practicing martial arts or learning magic, in the ruling, there are a large number of people in this era who could not dream of guiding him. They were all his teachers, and he was their only student.
It's just that because everyone except the dwarf axe spirit himself has not been able to break the seal, Roy needs time to wait.
And time is precisely what Roy lacks the most.
The dwarven axe spirit knew very well what a fierce fire burned in the heart of this black boy.
His story is waiting for him to be revealed, his relatives and friends are waiting for him to avenge them, and his fiancée will be someone else's bride in a little more than a year.
This qiē is like a whip, constantly driving him, making him run towards an unknown but certainly dangerous road and more importantly, the dwarf axe knows that becoming a real knight in this boy's mind, yijing is one of his obsessions.
It was an undesecrated ideal for him and Tom, and it was a door to the shijie that was full of his enemies and enemies. Whether it was for Tom, whether he wanted revenge, or if he wanted to understand the truth about the tragedy that was born on the bank of the frost river, he had to walk into that shijie with an impeccable attitude.
There aren't many ways to become a knight. Aside from training in a lord's castle and serving them in the future, the only way to do this is to join the three camps!
Of course, Roy can also become a knight after breaking through the first level of Douqi, through Philip Elethea and even the grandfather he has never seen. He is the heir to the family of the Duke of Hansan, the fiancé of Elethea, and the savior of Philip.
No matter which honorable position, it was enough for him to easily obtain the status of a knight or even more.
But that kind of glory is not what Roy wants. There is an innate pride in the bones of this little hillbilly who looks simple and simple on the outside.
When he jumped off the cliff and staggered back to his feet in the icy water, he knew that without enough strength, any superficial glory was just a disgrace.
It was also at that moment that he was destined to be a certain son in the future, and he would stand in front of his enemies with the most impeccable posture!
Whether it was facing the murder of his mother, the murder of Tom, the snatching of his fiancée, or his relatives who had long been his widow, he could hold his head high with pride and straighten his waist.
It's a man's blood xìng!
The dwarven axe spirit couldn't understand Roy's obsession with earning the title of a knight who no one looked down on in the dwarven shijie, but he could understand this kind of blood that belonged to a man. In my heart, I was also looking forward to the scene when Doe would one day stand in front of that genius knight, Augustus.
Of course, compared to Augustus, Roy still has a long way to go.
It is said that Augustus is now about to break through and become a paladin. And Roy was still on the verge of breaking through the armed knights. Compared to Augustus, there is a full five levels of difference, thirty stars!
No one has been able to advance from a knight's apprentice to a paladin in a year and a half. The probability that Roy wants to defeat Augustus will not be greater than 1 in 10,000. Idiots understand this, and Roy himself certainly knows it, but he never mentions it.
Now he is like a lonely mountaineer, burying his head and moving forward step by step.
Don't look, don't listen, don't think.
Until he finally stood in front of the enemy.
The dwarf axe spirit muttered a few words to himself, and then gave up the idea of continuing to persuade Roy.
Although he wanted Roy to do many, many things he wanted Roy to help do, he knew better what Roy, who had a blood feud, needed most at the moment.
He turned his head to look at Roy's face bathed in the rays of the setting sun, and smiled childishly. Only he knows how terrifying Roy's potential is!
Roy is a martial arts genius, and any martial arts can only be learned by him once. He was a genius of magic, and his eyes that could see the elements of magic allowed him to control each element with precision, making them make the most subtle and subtle changes according to his mind.
What's more, he is also the owner of the ruling.
If you have an artifact, you will also have a liliang that the gods can't dominate!
"Roy. "The dwarven axe spirit bull said.
"Huh?" Roy looked back at him strangely.
"I told you before, the more your body reaches its limit, the better the effect of your cultivation will be. The dwarf axe spirit looked at Roy's blue and white face, and the old man with a curled beard, and said angrily, "What are you still doing in a daze? Hurry up and meditate for me, the sword spirit is still waiting for you to wake up!"
In the small building, Roy's wail sounded.
"Do you have anyone else, I just finished fighting with someone, and yijing hasn't slept for a day and a night!"
"Less nonsense, hurry!"
In the silent academy, an old man in a magic robe was in the real room on the top floor of a spiral-shaped mage tower in the academy, carefully dripping a drop of dark green sè medicine into a glass test tube.
Perhaps it was the last moment of the experiment, the old man's expression was both excited and strict, and a pair of eyes stared at the test tube in his hand tightly, holding his breath, for fear of accidentally pouring an extra drop into it.
At this moment, suddenly, a burst of heaven and earth energy like a sea tide was surging wildly around the academy. Boom, the old man's hand shook, and half of the dark green sè potion was poured into the test bottle in his left hand. I only heard a loud bang, and the entire real yàn room was shaking with a huge explosion.
The smoke cleared, and the old man, who had a magic shield on his body, didn't even have time to be depressed and distressed by his failed experiment and the bombed real room, so he walked quickly to the window.
The door behind him was slammed open, and a middle-aged man wearing the same robe rushed in.
"Do you feel it?"
"Of course," the old man looked up at the sky, his eyes flashing, "The one who can attract the spiritual power of heaven and earth on such a scale can only be a Dharma god!" He turned his head to look at the middle-aged man: "He is in Muuni City, by our side!