Chapter 119: The Magic Lamp (I)

There was a white fish belly in the sky, and before I knew it, a night had passed.

"Now we're going to find the ruins of the Hanging Gardens, and you can pack all this corpse oil." Windward commanded, excited at the thought that the magic lamp, which had been missing for more than two thousand years, was about to be rediscovered in his hands.

Ah Ghost quickly packed up his things and said flatteringly, "Master, I'll go and prepare the horse." ”

Yin Feng laughed, "Don't bother so much, I have a more effortless way." His right hand rubbed the ring on his left hand, and a white smoke rose up, and finally turned into a strong giant more than two meters tall.

"Master, what do you command?" The giant's expression was very respectful.

This sudden change not only frightened Ah Ghost, but even the tower was taken aback, I didn't think that this old guy really had some ability, but he couldn't underestimate him.

Yin Feng smiled and said, "Ring God, send me and Ah Ghost to Nineveh." ”

The Ring God replied, "Yes, master. With one hand under his arm, he took the master and apprentice under his arms, and flew out of the castle.

The tower jumped out of the courtyard wall and strode in hot pursuit. The speed of the ring god is faster than that of a horse, but the Taurus Gong of the iron tower is not a dry meal, and it does not fall behind when it runs.

"Master, I finally understand why that thief snatched Haziz's senior's ring." A ghost's voice was heard in mid-air.

"There is growth, and it took so long to ask." Yin Feng praised, "According to your previous character, you will never stop if you don't ask on the spot." ”

"Thanks to Master's teachings."

Although the tower is dozens of feet away from them, the movement above is still heard clearly, this time it is estimated that there is a story to listen to, and I don't have any other hobbies, I just like to listen to stories. "It's all to blame Aunt Yu, when I was a child, I always liked to nag and talk non-stop while I was sleeping, but now it's good, leaving sequelae." The tower shook his head helplessly.

Sure enough, Yin Feng opened the conversation again, "Actually, this ring and the magic lamp originally came from the same place, and they were both refined from the holy fire of Zoroastrianism. The leader of Zoroastrianism, the most powerful magician of all time, obtained two meteorites by chance, which made him feel like a treasure, and he thought that if he solved the secrets of the meteorite, he might be able to take his magic to the next level. But these two meteorites were very hard, and no matter how sharp the sword was, it couldn't hurt it in the slightest, which made the sect leader at a loss. Princess...... No, she was a princess at the time, and the princess said, 'Master, the flame is so hot, why don't you throw them in and practice it, maybe a miracle will happen.' After thinking about it all night, the Master decided to take this suggestion, and he blessed the meteorite with his supreme magic and threw them into the flame with great anticipation. Before I knew it, three years had passed, and the big meteorite had been refined into a magic lamp, and the small one had become a ring. The sect leader gave the ring to the princess as a reward, and without this clever disciple reminding him, maybe he would still be in a daze at these two black stones! ”

The Ring God is really a faithful servant, although it is about his background, but this buddy does not say a word, he knows very well in his heart that it is very inappropriate to make unauthorized statements without the consent of his master.

"Since the ring is in the princess's hand, why has it become a token of the leader of the corpse exorcism sect?" Ghost asked.

"I said last night that the Babylonian Empire, though powerful, perished under siege by the nations. On the day the city was broken, the prime minister's grandfather risked his life to sneak into the city, hoping to save the king and the princess, but unfortunately he was still a step too late, and the king unfortunately died. Master Zu found the grief-stricken princess in the hanging garden and persuaded: 'Stay in the green mountains, don't be afraid of no firewood, let's avoid it first!' ''Prime Minister, if I want to leave, they will never stop me. Now that the country is gone, Your Majesty has been sacrificed, and the people are displaced, what's the point of me stealing my life alone? The princess took off the ring from her hand, and entrusted the little prince in her arms to her grandfather, and told him: 'When the child grows up, give him this ring.' Then he threw himself into the well and died for his country. The ancestor took the prince away with grief, raised him with hard work, and officially accepted him when he was ten years old. Ah, even if I don't talk about the future, you should know. ”

"The prince is the eldest disciple of the ancestor and the second head of the Evil Wind Sect. Master, I'm not wrong! ”

"If that's not right, I'll throw you off the top." Yin Feng said pretending to be angry.

On a June day, the child's face changed when he said that it would change, just now the sky was still clear, and in the blink of an eye, there was lightning and thunder, and the downpour was falling from the sky. The Ring God descended from the clouds and returned to the Ring in a puff of white smoke.

Yin Feng stood in the rain, and he was puzzled: "It is clearly recorded in the "Book of Searching for Lanterns", how did the hanging garden built on an empty plain become a mountain? It stands to reason that the God of the Ring will not go the wrong way, is there any unknown change in it? ”

The tower is standing under a big tree not far away, and now it's not too much to clean up these two guys, and you have to keep them to lead the way! That hanging garden was so mysterious to him that it wouldn't be a bad thing if he could see it.

Yin Feng came to a protruding rock and sat cross-legged, took out a sand table from his arms, pinched a trick with his left hand, and said something in his mouth, the pointer in the sand table turned rapidly, and the sand stone was constantly changing shape. After a while, a small hill appeared in the sandbox, and the pointer stopped, pointing northeast.

"That's right, the ruins are around here." Yin Feng suddenly realized, "I know, the north side of the Hanging Garden was originally a desert, and after so many years of wind and sand, it is possible for the plain to turn into a mountain. We follow the direction of the pointer and look for it, and we will definitely find something. ”

The rain of midsummer came and went in a hurry, the heavy rain stopped after half an hour, the blazing sun rose into the sky again, a brilliant rainbow spanned the two mountains, the rain fell from the top of the mountain, and the valley became a swamp.

"It's time to do our thing." Yin Feng walked forward with the sand table, and climbed several mountains one after another, when suddenly the pointer shook violently, and the sand table exploded with a "bang". Yin Feng's originally pale face was more like a dead man at this time, and he muttered to himself: "People are not as good as the sky, and I can't imagine that I will still fall short." ”

Ah Ghost was shocked and asked in a panic, "Master, what's going on?" ”

"Alas! I still underestimated the power of the magic lamp. Yin Feng let out a long sigh and said in despair, "The magic lamp is the supreme sacred weapon of the Zoroastrian religion, and within his control, other low-grade magic weapons will be wiped out once they enter. Even though I know that the magic lamp is around here, maybe right now, how easy is it to find him? Ah ghost, Master is very old, and he already has more than enough heart but not enough strength, and the glorious and arduous task of finding the magic lamp is entrusted to you. He turned and walked down the hill, staggering and looking very lonely.

How did they come back? The tower was feeling strange when there was a violent tremor under its feet, and the mud and rocks on the opposite hill were like frightened wild horses galloping down the mountain, and the tall trees fell in pieces, and the heavens and the earth were filled with a deafening loud noise.

"No, it's a mudslide!" The tower secretly complained, this is an extremely bad geological disaster, it will destroy everything that stands in its way.

Sure enough, in the blink of an eye, the towering mountain just now seemed to have been slashed by the gods, half of it was still standing, and the other half became a depression.

"Compared to nature, human power is so small." The tower sighed. Suddenly, he was stunned by the scene before him, only to see a ruined ancient city appear in the valley out of thin air like a trick, tall pillars, arched corridors, spiraling steps, the ingenious design and unparalleled craftsmanship are truly breathtaking, although only a ruin remains, but still showing a magnificent momentum, it stands quietly, silently telling the tower of its former glory and glory.

"Hahaha!" There was a burst of crazy laughter from the bottom of the mountain, and when the tower heard it, wasn't this the sound of the wind? I can't believe that this guy is not dead yet.

Yin Feng looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, "It's really the endless road, this is the ruins of the Hanging Garden, it seems that even God is helping us!" He was right, if there was no sudden heavy rain, there would have been no such violent mudslide, and if there was no mudslide to cut the mountain, how could the ruins buried deep underground be rediscovered?

"There is a providence in the dark, this is God who is taking care of me!" The tower is also overjoyed, to be able to come to the famous sky garden to visit, it is finally worth the trip, as for those two guys, let them have a happy time!

Yin Feng ran all the way to the ruins, he took out a stack of paper figures and put them on the ground, his nails scratched on the palm of his hand, a few drops of blood dripped on the paper figures, and he shouted: "Get up!" "The paper figures seemed to come to life, and one by one they got up from the ground, digging in and out of the ruins, looking carefully.

Ah Ghost stood aside with admiration and amazement, it turned out that the master still had so many tricks that he had not taught me.

The paper people seemed weak, but in fact they were extremely powerful, and they lifted a three-inch-thick stone slab in the corner, and a black hole appeared in front of them. Yin Feng laughed, and with a gesture of his hand, the paper figure flew back into his hand, and the master and apprentice rushed down the steps to the cave.

The tower punched and kicked all the stone slabs at the entrance of the cave like a rag, and walked down generously. Strange to say, it was the height of summer, and the heat outside was unbearable, but the temperature in the cave was as cold as an ice cellar. At this time, a cold breath blew in the face, countless unjust souls pounced with their teeth and claws, the iron tower carried the pure Yang Wuji Gong, and the sound of "crackling" fried beans sounded around the body, and the souls were like snowflakes floating towards the furnace, melting before they could get close. In front of the true qi of Taoism, these filthy things are like moths to a fire, and they are immediately destroyed.