"You mean, in a quadrangular spire, you saw an immortal more than ten feet high? Did the immortal tell you what his name was?"

Di Renjie looked at Li Yuanfang in front of him, took a sip of tea, and asked as if he didn't care.

"Hmm...... Half-asleep, he seemed to hear the name of the immortal, who seemed to be surnamed Di and called ...... Direnga."

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In the first year of Tianzhu, Wu Zetian changed the name of the Tang Dynasty to Zhou, and re-surveyed the border between the Great Zhou and the Turks. However, at this time, the Turkic Khan died violently, and his son Jili Khan hastily succeeded to the throne, and the main domestic war faction took the opportunity to provoke a war between the two countries. The war lasted intermittently for more than a decade, and the people suffered greatly from the war.

In the first year of Dazu, the Turkic Jili Khan sent a peace delegation headed by his younger brother Shibi Khan to Chang'an, ending the war. From the Son of Heaven to the people of Li in the Great Zhou Dynasty, all of them rejoiced, and the whole country was jubilant.

However, in the desert of Gannan Province, a man wearing a Fan Yang hat on his head and a black tight-fitting inner lean and outer soap robe is riding a horse through the desert with difficulty.

There were several large cuts on the back of his clothes and on his left and right arms, which had been cut by sharp blades, and the blood stains on them had solidified. The soap robe he wore was already in rags, and the rags were blown by the dry wind in the desert.

The man was a young man, but his face was horribly pale, his lips were chapped, and his face was covered with sand and gravel from the wind and sand in the desert, almost to the point of running out of oil, and the card looked like he was about to fall from his horse at any moment.

Suddenly, a spear came out of the gravel under the horse's hooves, and the horse stood up with its front hooves, and threw the young man off his horse.

The moment he hit the ground, spears continued to emerge from the ground, seemingly trying to pierce him to the heart.

The young man, however, reacted with great speed, and as soon as he fell from his horse, he rolled rapidly on the ground, and with great fright, he narrowed the spear heads, reached out and grabbed the last one, leaped into the air, and turned around, snatched the spear with a whirling motion, and plunged it into the sand.

"Poof!"

A fountain of blood sprang up from the sand, staining the ground red.

The young man did not stop, and with the force of his hand, he picked up the killer hiding in the sand, spun around in the air a few times, and threw it out fiercely.

The killer fell to the ground, convulsed a few times, and looked dead.

The sand next to it burst open, and several killers dressed in black flew out of it, either with knives or guns, and killed the young man.

The young man was in danger, and the spear swept over, forcing the circle of killers back, and he handed the head of the gun out, and before the killer could react, he was stabbed to death.

The remaining killers were also blocked by the young spear, and they were stabbed out by the cold man, and after a few breaths, there was an extra bloody hole in the killer's throat, and he fell down in a daze.

The young man, on the other hand, flicked the spear behind him, his eyes were full of tyranny and fierceness, and he scanned his surroundings vigilantly, guarding against the next killer who might appear.

"Poof!"

There was silence around him, and the young man spurted out a mouthful of blood, and slowly squatted down weakly leaning on the spear. During the examination, the previous wounds were ruptured in a few more places, and the killers were empty and empty, with nothing.

The young man smiled bitterly, barely stood up, and saw that the horse had fallen to the ground, struggling to stand up, and it was already out of breath and out of breath.

"Could it be that this is really going to kill me Li Yuanfang?"

He sighed, and when he looked up, his eyes were full of desert yellow sand, and even the poor few mossy lichens on the ground were scorched yellow by the scorching sun, and the air was also scorched by the sun, and waves of air appeared, making everything in front of him seem a little unreal.

"Huh? That's ......."

The young man was suddenly stunned, and not far from him, a strange building seemed to appear.

It seemed to be a huge tower, and it looked like a hill, in the shape of a quadrangular pyramid - of course, Li Yuanfang did not know the term "quadrangular pyramid".

The whole body of the tower exudes golden light, and the edge is like a knife and axe, boxy, extreme

for regularity. At first glance, it is not natural, but more like a man-made building made by someone.

"How can there be a great tower in the middle of this desert? I don't think I saw it before...... Did it come out of nowhere? Or am I ignoring this thing?"

"Who built this tower, Turk? Khitan? No, it's not true, this tower is completely different from their architectural form......

"And look at the surface of this great tower, it looks like it is made of gold, what a fortune! The Turkic Khitans definitely don't have such financial resources."

Li Yuanfang's heart was shocked, and suddenly, he seemed to hear a voice from infinite distance and close at hand.

【Li Yuanfang......】

"Who?!"

Li Yuanfang's hair suddenly rose, and he instantly took out a short knife with a strange style from his arms, and looked around vigilantly.

However, the surroundings were still the same as before, and there was no movement—even the war horse was no longer able to moan at this time.

【Li Yuanfang......】

Li Yuanfang raised his head again in surprise, this voice, the voice in his ears, seemed to come from the golden giant tower.

The voice was calling to him!

Li Yuanfang was shocked and frightened, he had long heard that there was a kung fu that could transmit people's voices thousands of miles away to the ears of others, could it be this kind of kung fu?

Or is it that in this desert where the sky is blue and white, and the yang energy can even roast people to death, what the hell is you?

Looking left and right, there was a desolate desert all around, and not even a landmark could be found, and only the huge tower stood alone within a hundred miles.

His heart is horizontal, left and right are a death, nothing more than death in the giant tower, or turn into a dry corpse to die in this desert, it is better to have the courage to go in and take a look, if someone is really playing ghosts, he will not be spared.

Li Yuanfang made up his mind, held a knife in his hand, and walked towards the giant tower. About half an hour later, I came to the bottom of the tower and saw the original appearance of the huge tower.

This huge tower is huge enough from a distance, and it is even more awe-inspiring when viewed up close, and it is close to 20 zhang high by the naked eye, and it occupies so much space.

Li Yuanfang wanted to step forward and take a closer look at whether the tower was made of gold, but he didn't expect that as soon as his hand touched the appearance of the giant tower, he was trapped by a huge suction force generated from above, and directly sucked him into the tower with a knife.

Li Yuanfang was shocked in his heart, thinking that he would meet a ghost and god at this time, and he would definitely die, so he closed his eyes and waited for death.

But after a while, there was nothing unusual, Li Yuanfang opened his eyes and saw the huge and magnificent stone statue full of divinity that appeared in front of him.