Chapter Seventy-Eight: Dragon Scale City

The old man in the soap robe, as a monk of the Jindan Realm, of course knew that the sword cultivation was terrifying, so he released most of the foundation building realm puppets when he made a move, intending to catch the woman surnamed Mei off guard, so as to buy some time, so that he could notify the others in the sect to come and join forces to deal with the woman surnamed Mei.

It's just that the sword cultivation is terrifying, and it is still beyond the expectations of the soap-robed old man, with his amazing speed, he can easily dodge the spell attacks of more than twenty foundation building realm puppets.

And immediately counterattacked, in the face of countless swords, the old man in the soap robe, hurriedly used several defensive means, including a pure defensive small shield magic weapon, a blue water curtain, and a piece of armor wrapped around his body.

Casting three powerful defensive means at the same time in one breath, even if the old man in the soap robe can drive more than 20 puppets at the same time, he is a little unbearable, so he gave up the drive to most of the puppets, leaving only a leopard that is known for his speed, and continues to hunt and kill Ma Chuan.

The soap-robed old man was confident that the three methods were enough to block countless sword rays, and he had already informed the others in the sect before, and he would arrive soon.

After the woman surnamed Mei told him to leave, Ma Chuan fled towards the entrance of Shu without hesitation. I have to say that with the increase in the number of permanent troops on the spiritual platform, his personality has changed a lot, if he would have hesitated and taken care of a lot before, but now he is very decisive and quickly makes a decision.

This is also Ma Chuan's frequent reminder to himself, as a big Sima with a heavy army, he must make a decision as soon as possible. Maybe this decision is not the best, but the fighter plane is fleeting, and the most important thing is to seize the fighter.

Therefore, when two or three behemoths were chasing after him, he immediately gave orders to the permanent troops on the spiritual platform, coordinated the battle, and fled to the entrance as fast as possible.

Ma Chuan escaped with all his strength for more than ten zhang, and a strong wind blew behind him, vaguely feeling that three behemoths were chasing after him, and cast three primary spells of thick soil, drowning, and wind wall to slow down and trap the enemy, but the distance was too far, and all of them failed.

After Ma Chuan escaped thirty zhang, he felt that the distance between the three behemoths and him was already within ten zhang, and the spell could sweep him up at any time.

Fortunately, the troops of the four pawns on the spiritual platform were well-trained, and they did not panic at the critical moment, which made him very calm and continued to flee without paying attention.

Of the three behemoths behind him, two of them suddenly stopped, and only the fastest one caught up.

Ma Chuan had no other choice but to try his best to escape, fifty zhang later, the thing he was chasing also stopped, and there was an earth-shattering battle behind him, but he didn't look back and continued to escape.

Two hours later, Ma Chuan reached the foot of the mountain, and in front of him was a towering cliff with a winding road looming on it. This is a road where holes are dug in the cliffs, wooden stakes are inserted into the holes, and wooden planks are laid on them.

As he walked higher and higher, there was a thousand-foot deep ravine below, which was dazzling, and Ma Chuan relied on a strong state of mind, but there was no abnormality. What secretly surprised him was that those ordinary people who carried bamboo baskets and burdens also looked as usual.

Ma Chuan realized from this that the soldiers who fear the country have experienced some fearful things a lot, and they will slowly get used to it and will not react again. He thought that the soldiers of other vassal states might also have the same temperament, and if they wanted to use the same thing to transfer troops in the future, they would gradually become ineffective if they used the same thing too many times.

Even if he has been painting the image of his family and Ni Lihua in his mind, if he wants to mobilize the forces of desire and love for the two countries in a time of crisis, he still needs an introduction.

Ma Chuan held the umbrella to cover the sky, and sent essence supplies to the transparent troops of one of the pawns inside, stimulating the power of the rudimentary magic weapon, and used it to resist the influence of the mysterious power, which was not very uncomfortable.

I walked on the plank road for more than ten days, during which I climbed mountains and mountains, climbed cliffs and valleys, slept in the open air, and finally arrived in the basin of Shu.

Dragon Scale City, the second largest city in Hengguo, is the capital of Shu Kingdom. The streets are longitudinal and horizontal, the shops are lined up one after another, and there are countless forest garden gardens. In the center of the city is the grand and vast Dongxu City, which is rumored to have taken several generations of painstaking efforts to form the imperial city of today's scale.

After Ma Chuan entered the basin, he did not stop all the way, and it took a lot of time to finally come to the simple and majestic Dragon Scale City, and after entering the city, he went straight to the Wuhou Temple in the city.

The Wuhou Temple is in the south of Dragon Scale City, and Ma Chuan walked through the city for a long time before reaching his destination. I saw a tall archway from afar, the whole shrine is dozens of acres in size, the temples are in groups, and the halls are numerous.

Before he could get closer, Ma Chuan felt a huge and scattered power of desire rushing towards him. Walk into the archway, only to see the mist swirling, the incense is prosperous. He took the umbrella, and his mind was not affected in the slightest by the mysterious power.

According to the arrangement of Qingxi Valley, Ma Chuan found the principal in the ancestral hall and came to the main hall smoothly.

There is only one statue of the god enshrined in the main hall, the face of the god is clear, with a black beard, a blue scarf on his head, wearing a gossip robe, and holding a white feather fan, which makes people know at first sight that he is a resourceful person.

As soon as Ma Chuan took out the white feather fan, a phantom similar to the idol of the god burst out of the fan, and then wrapped in the feather fan, turned into a ray of light, and melted into the statue.

When Ma Chuan saw that the white feather fan was taken away, his regretful mood flashed, and then he regained his composure and walked towards the side hall.

Since then, Ma Chuan has stayed in the side hall, and his heart has no waves, no distractions, and he has no fetters in his cultivation.

A few months later, Ma Chuan was sitting in the side hall, and a divine consciousness appeared in his mind.

"The three souls of the original phase have been one, and the ascension is imminent, and now you are passing on the method of managing the divine position, hoping that you will benefit the people of one side, until the distraction left by the original phase can manage the divine position independently!" Ma Chuan seemed to see the prime minister, who was alone, stepping on the clouds, and his image was similar to that of a god, but his whole body was covered with red, blue, gold, black, orange, yellow, and purple halos, and there were shadows on the clouds under his feet.

"This is the integration of three souls!" Ma Chuan said in amazement, all the soldiers he had seen in his heart before, including himself, had no shadow.

"It's good to do it yourself. After the prime minister taught the management method of the gods, he left a distraction, and then the glow shone brightly, reflecting the entire sky in a brilliant light, and it did not slowly dissipate until nightfall.

The earth-shattering vision, Ma Chuan came back to his senses after half a sound, and then used the magic left by the prime minister, and sensed that there was actually an army left in the statue, a full 10,000 troops. Except for the transparent strength of one division, the remaining three divisions are all happy and angry troops.

But the strength of this army, without generals, is the highest of four division commanders, Ma Chuan can reluctantly mobilize the strength of this army after using the trick taught by the prime minister.

However, the strength of this army in the idol can be used neither for the main action nor for the main body, but only for the main mind and wisdom. Ma Chuan reluctantly commanded the strength of this army, which was used to absorb the wishes generated by the pilgrims when they offered incense.