Chapter 272: Borrowing Five Years of Time
The four tall smelting stone jade pillars formed a golden palace gate, and behind the gate, a huge peak-shaped building that reached out of the sky faintly appeared!
"After dawn, when the red sun rises in the east, the temple disappears. Qi Lang pointed to the towering palace and smiled, "We only have about five hours. But I was told that every hour in the temple was equivalent to an earthly year. We need to make good use of these five hours, make good use of these five years, improve our capabilities, and when the day dawns, our Legion of Hope will become an invincible and powerful team!"
Hearing such words, the soldiers were so surprised that they couldn't even close their mouths.
Jira stepped forward and secretly stabbed Qi Lang, "Are you still awake, Mr. Commander......?" I mean, that's not in accordance with the laws of nature. ”
Qi Lang patted Jira on the shoulder: "Do you remember the illusion you just experienced, if it is objective, what is impossible?" He raised his head again and waved his hand to everyone: "That is the temple that belongs to us, the cradle of our warriors' growth, believe me, there, we will gain a lot." ”
Corporal Clettu's slogans sounded, and the soldiers quickly stood in line, their expressions of disbelief still hanging on their faces, but at this moment, they all remembered that carrying out orders was the first duty of a soldier. Under Qi Lang's eyes, Parry's raccoon head handed Xiao Jira back to Qingguo, and he happily walked to the middle of the group, his nearly three-meter height was unusually eye-catching.
Under the leadership of Ruth, more than two dozen other mountain children with warrior potential also stood up on their own. They have all received a verbal reply from Jira, and they have become part of the reserves, and they will not miss this training opportunity no matter what.
At this time, Aunt Dong walked up to Qi Lang, grabbed Qi Lang's palm and asked, "Have you seen him?"
Qi Lang knew who the "he" in Aunt Dong's mouth was referring to, and shook his head with a little regret: "No." But I heard him and talked to him for a long time. He told me something important, even though I didn't know the true meaning of it - probably because he was worried that it would destroy my faith. But I already know the benefits of this temple. ”
Qi Lang shook Aunt Dong's shoulder vigorously: "Thank you, Auntie, thank you for giving so much for us, and I also want to thank you for trying to protect me." But that road, although hard, is a road that I must complete in my life. I have no reason to shirk, no reason to shy away. ”
"Now that you already know and have chosen, what else can the eldest lady say?" Aunt Dong nodded unbearably and pushed Dong Hong in front of Qi Lang, "I only hope that you can protect yourself, and I also hope that my son can help you, just like Hong'er and his father did to help the first king." ”
Dong Hong bowed deeply to Qi Lang, with a solemn expression: "Please accept my loyalty, my king!"
Qi Lang smiled and hugged Dong Hong's shoulder: "I received it, my brother, I have almost seen a cultivator master who is beyond imagination now. ”
At this time, the two little brothers, Atcha and Wang, stood up from behind Dong Hong: "Do you need us, Mr. Commander, although we are not warriors and may not be able to carry out any kind of training, but we especially hope to see in advance what we will become in five years, and whether it is possible to grow taller." ”
Qi Lang smiled: "I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you, because the time in the temple is only virtual time, except for our combat ability will be improved, our appearance will not change in any way." But I need you to go in with you, for if you give two more skilled forgers five years of work, you might surprise us. ”
Although the wish could not be satisfied, the two little fat men jumped up with joy, and hurriedly ran to their lodgings, fetched their labor tools, and appeared at the end of the queue at the first time.
Lu Huan, who had made great achievements in exploring the road before, also secretly stood over, and stood next to Corporal Wilson, which automatically became his humanoid crutch. He has been working hard to brew a medical miracle, the only thing he lacks is that time is too short, and now that he has five more years to spare, how can he let go of this opportunity.
At the sound of Jira's advancing slogan, the soldiers waded through the water, and in a blink of an eye, they disappeared between the glittering palace gates.
On the shore of the lake, the mountain people gathered around Aunt Dong and bowed down reverently to the sacred palace. It was a miracle they had witnessed, and they had no other way to express their reverence than to bow down. Qingguo stood beside Aunt Dong with Xiao Jila in her arms, just like the blind old woman, her eyes were also full of worry - she recognized this super feng shui array, and also guessed the meaning of it, it was the Temple of Tongtian, in the legend, only when this world is about to face an unprecedented crisis, it can be opened by connecting the hub between heaven and earth, but that crisis, I am afraid that even the real gods cannot be rescued.
However, the warriors, of course, knew nothing about this, and they walked in with confidence, and met the immense test with a pair of immature shoulders, but if one day, they knew how serious the crisis was, would the smiles on their faces still be so bright?
That kind of problem is not the most important concern of the soldiers at the moment, what they want to do is to enter this temple as soon as possible and devote themselves to the full five years of training as soon as possible. They need to become stronger, because the bitter battle they experienced not long ago made them truly realize the cruelty of war, and it is difficult for them to be invincible in such a war with their existing incomparable combat effectiveness, and it is difficult to avoid more casualties. Now, the opportunity is right in front of them, and this is five years borrowed from the gods, enough for them to raise their combat power by a few more levels, enough for them to grow stronger and braver.
Once you enter the palace gate, steps stretch out into the sky against a colorful backdrop. The steps seemed to float in the air, and there were no supporting pillars in sight, and they stretched one step after the other, all the way to the end of the line of sight.
Qi Lang walked at the front of the team, his expression was calm, his steps were solid and firm, and there was no sign of fatigue. No one knew what kind of test he had been put to the test in that stone refining illusion, but it was abundantly clear to all that the young commander had become stronger, not only in his fighting ability, but also in his mind and attitude.
Owu, Gulf, Jila, Dong Hong and Joanna all followed Qi Lang closely, almost not leaving an inch, and the strange scene in front of them did not attract their attention, in contrast, they wanted to get more information from Qi Lang.
"I've noticed that your spiritual power level is beyond imagination. In the silence, Jira couldn't help but confirm, "It seems that it is stronger than Aowu, I'm afraid you have reached the Douzun level, right?"
"A high-level martial artist, just like Aowu. Qi Lang smiled faintly, and turned to Jira and asked, "Have you noticed the situation here?" I feel that there is a breath of spiritual power everywhere here, and that spiritual power may not be very powerful, but it is pouring into our bodies all the time, as if this place itself is an incomparably huge spirit stone, forcing us to improve our energy as soon as possible. ”
Jira closed her eyes and focused on it. Just as Qi Lang said, he found that the air was indeed filled with an exhilarating aura of spiritual power, as if every time he breathed, the cells and tissues in his body would get nourishment from it, and glow with greater strength in the silent jubilation.
"Isn't that the training you are talking about, just repeating the process of climbing?" Gila sighed with a sense of excitement.
Qi Lang twisted his face and glanced at Jira: "You can think so." But that would be too monotonous, and we don't have to go on this for five years. He raised his hand and pointed to the end of the stone steps in the mist: "There is a large training ground there, enough to hold thousands of troops. The destination is there, and the soldiers, to be exact, will complete a full five years of training there. ”
As he spoke, the so-called destination appeared in front of him.
It was a wide platform paved with jade, seven or eight hectares square, surrounded on all sides by a tall stone fence, behind which thick clouds floated around. In the center of this platform, there is a colorful minaret, looking at the past from afar, like a colorful thin line towering into the sky, around the minaret, the shiny stones are piled up into seven or eight small hills, emitting white gas into the air.
It should be countless spirit stones, each one is the size of a goose egg, and judging from the quality alone, they should be extremely rare high-grade spirit stones, because only high-grade spirit stones can emit such a strong spiritual energy to the periphery. And at this time, Qi Lang truly realized that the heaven and earth aura that cultivators needed in their cultivation and the spirit stones needed by the brave warriors to improve their combat power were actually the same substance - the path of ascension was the same end!
It's no wonder that since Qi Lang came to the shore of this Xiangshui Lake, he has always felt that this place is extremely helpful for the improvement of the cultivator's ability, it turns out that there is also an extremely clever feng shui array hidden here, and the spiritual energy that occasionally leaks out of the feng shui array is the tonic he needs the most. It turned out that the grandfather, who was the closest to the god in the world, had already prepared all this!