The breeze blew and white clouds drifted by my feet.
This is the height of 4,580 miles from the Tower of Zhentian. A steel beam about ten feet thick protrudes diagonally out of the Tower of Zhentian hundreds of feet away, holding up a piece of land with a radius of less than thirty feet.
There is a small platform. There are pavilions and pavilions on the platform, and there is even a lake, a rockery, and several trees. Everything is exquisite and meticulous, just like a rockery bonsai, everything is just right.
Qing Ming led several young witches to jump on the roof of the tallest six-story pavilion. He was carrying a long rope in his hand, with a huge white eagle tied to the rope, and he was flying a live kite there.
I don’t know what kind of medicine Qingmin put on the big eagle. The big eagle danced wildly in the sky with excitement, but it could not fly a hundred feet away. The shrill cry of the eagle could be heard high in the sky.
'Hey~~~yo, hey~~~yo', a gray spiritual energy rolled up on the top of the tower, and a huge stone with a radius of dozens of feet was formed out of thin air, and it hit hard. A large group of ant-like craftsmen swarmed up.
, using cables, iron rods and other objects to desperately pry the boulder, slowly push it away, and pile it where it should be. Not far away from them, there were several big witches standing lazily aside, but there was no
A great witch came to help. Even if these great witches could easily move these boulders away, how could the great witch do such a clumsy job?
'Dong dong dong dong', dozens of boulders fell from the sky. There were too many craftsmen at one place, and they had no time to dodge, and the boulders killed dozens of people. Only then did the great witches who oversaw the work quickly walked over and used witchcraft to move the boulders.
He opened it and sprayed a stream of witch flames onto the dead body, burning the lumps of flesh and blood into ashes. A witch on the side began to recite sacrificial incantations. These people who were smashed to death were directly used as sacrifices, and their souls were burned to the ground.
And the flesh and blood were dedicated to the ghosts and gods in the world. The craftsmen lowered their heads sadly, and no one dared to say a word.
'Dong dong dong dong', the boulders fell one by one. The craftsmen only need to slightly adjust the positions of these standard boulders to lay a flat layer of the tower. Naturally, a great witch used witchcraft to eject the building wood.
The spiritual energy blends into those boulders, connecting the paved boulders and the tower body. The one-story tower body with a radius of 900 miles and a height of tens of feet can be completely paved in less than one meal if everything goes well.
Among them, Jianmu played a huge role.
The rich aura of green wood spreads on the tower, and the craftsmen are immersed in this viscous, liquid-like aura. The fatigue and pain of their bodies are driven away by the aura, and they can work at their best every moment. Except for
After eating and taking a short rest, nourished by Aoki's spiritual energy, they could work hard day and night until they were crushed to death by boulders or blown out of the tower by strong winds. 'Hey~~~yo, hey~~~
Yo', the heavy chants sang from the lowest base to the highest tower. The powerful chants made the sky tremble, the earth trembled, and the white clouds shattered and floated.
Go, only the great witches remain indifferent.
Qixin was sitting on the small platform by the small lake, with a very large robe piled on her legs. She was holding a battle line and was sewing the rips on the shoulders of the robe. She could usually pinch the slender jade fingers of the witchcraft flexibly.
, but today it was as stiff and heavy as an iron pillar. Qi Xin held the iron needle like a witch thorn, almost gritting her teeth and inserting random holes into the cracks, when suddenly the iron needle struck hard on her finger.
When he poked it, the iron needle was shattered into pieces.
Raising her head in distress, Qi Xin grabbed the robe and pulled it gently. Helplessly, she found that she had sewn the front and back of the robe together again. Qi Xin, who was almost furious, looked around angrily.
, a green flame suddenly burst out from her mouth, burning the robe to pieces. Then, she shouted sternly: "Qingmin, go to the city and order a hundred sets of identical robes for Xia Jie... Well, tell him,
I sewed this all up."
Qingmin shivered, and with a strong force on the long rope in his hand, the poor big eagle fell down and hit the Tianzhen Tower hard. He was knocked unconscious and could no longer move. Qingmin gently
He muttered: "Brother Xia Jie is so pitiful, so pitiful... His clothes have been burned off a lot in the past few days."
Shaking his head, Qingmin smiled strangely and said: "However, he deserves it. He told sister Qi Xin that he liked women who were 'virtuous and housekeepers'. Hehe, he made sister Qi Xin learn to do those chores. Alas.
, It’s your own fault.” Qing Min shook his head and led a few witches to fly in the direction of Anyi City, and said with a smile: “Brother Xia Jie must have drunk too much at that time, he must have drunk too much.”
With an extremely gloomy face, Qi Xin gritted her teeth and grabbed a pair of leather shoes that had been kicked open from the foot of the rockery behind her. She found the tools to repair the leather shoes and worked hard. As a result, there was less time for a cup of tea.
, those poor leather shoes were also reduced to ashes in Qi Xin’s anger. Staring blankly at the white ashes on her hands, Qi Xin lamented with a sad face: “I forgot to tell Qing Ming to bring more pairs of leather boots.
Come back. Xia Jie wears boots, but why do they always break down so quickly? These boots are made of dragon leather, so they are pretty strong, right?"
Xia Jie, who was being nagged behind by Xin Xin, was currently accompanying Taoist Duobao, diligently helping up a craftsman whose hands and feet were broken by a boulder and was about to be executed as a sacrifice. Taoist Duobao held a cleansing
With his right hand, he quickly drew talismans in the water bowl, and the bowl of clear water suddenly emitted a sparkling light. He gave the water to the craftsman, and the craftsman's injury healed immediately. The craftsman was ecstatic and kowtowed to Taoist Duobao in thanks.
Taoist Duobao smiled and whispered a few words to the craftsman. As a result, Taoist Tongtian had one more follower.
Xia Jie stood beside Taoist Duobao. None of the great wizards who oversaw the construction dared to come close to eavesdrop on Taoist Duobao. Xia Jie was the supervising minister and had the supreme power of life and death over everyone on the Tianzhen Tower construction site.
He brought hundreds of Qi Refiners into the construction site. These Qi Refiners were busy healing the injured craftsmen all day long. They also said some mysterious and strange words to the craftsmen all day long. These things were nothing.
What? Xia Jie stopped over there, and a large number of experts sent by the Xingtian family to assist Xia Jie stood behind Xia Jie. Which witch who doesn't know life and death dares to do anything?
Gradually, in just a dozen days, the teachings of this sect gradually spread among the craftsmen at the construction site. However, there are some differences in concepts between the original Taoist Taoist Taoist Taoist Taoist Taoist Tongtian Taoist Taoist Taoist Taoism.
The Qi refiners led by Chengzi and those led by Taoist Duobao preached at the same time, which often left the craftsmen confused.
Suddenly, a huge boulder crashed down not far from Xia Jie. Like a frightened leopard, Xia Jie rushed over and hit the boulder with his kick, kicking the boulder several feet away and saving him.
He killed several people under the stone. Amidst the crunching sound, the boots on his feet cracked a large gash.
Several craftsmen who were frightened to death hurriedly kowtowed to Xia Jie to thank him. Xia Jie shook his head, looked at the numb-looking wizards on the left and right, and said with a bitter smile: "No need to thank me. This is my senior brother, Taoist Duobao."
.If you have any illness or pain, or if you are frightened for a few days and cannot sleep at night, you can come to my senior brother to resolve it."
Taoist Duobao nodded to the craftsmen in a cooperative manner, with a bright smile on his face. Where have these craftsmen seen such a gentle and caring shaman like Xia Jie? Have they ever seen Taoist Duobao with such a peaceful and approachable supernatural power?
Who? For a time, they regarded the two as gods. The importance of the disciples of Jie Jiao in the hearts of the craftsmen increased with the words of these craftsmen.
Just a mile below Xia Jie and the others, craftsmen were hard at work carving the location of the witch formation on the ground. Several disciples of the original Taoists were also hard at work preaching. One of them was wearing a moon-white Taoist robe and a band on his head.
He picked up a windbag, and the kind-faced and kind-hearted Taoist sat on a huge piece of fine gold. He smiled at the craftsmen who had just completed the carving of a witch formation and said: "If there is a sudden and violent fear in your heart, your heart will not be at ease;
When you suddenly encounter fierce beasts and poisonous insects in the wild, and your life is at risk; just recite my name Cihang silently, and I will have great power to help you." A circle of warm white light shot out from the eyebrows of Taoist Cihang, covering these honest and simple craftsmen.
, a deep warmth suddenly rose in their hearts, and their bodies and minds felt relaxed. A bright world seemed to appear in front of their eyes, and the sounds of nature were faintly lingering in their ears.
Jiang Shang, who was looking increasingly older, was carrying a bamboo basket on his back and wearing coarse clothes. He was sitting among a group of resting craftsmen. In a homely tone, he told the craftsmen how to identify herbs in the wild and how to find those that detoxify and heal.
, various medicinal herbs for treating diseases. He took out each medicinal herb from the bamboo basket and described their properties and usage to these craftsmen in detail. The craftsmen around him were fascinated by what they heard. This kind of knowledge has always been available only to Li Wu.
Only the great wizards of the palace can master it.
Not long after, the craftsmen called Jiang Shang, "Shang Weng." Jiang Shang, who was careless and careless, was like a bowl of water taken from the river and poured back into the river. It was too easy for him to blend in with these craftsmen.
The other layers depicting the location of the witch formation and the way the disciples teach are a bit dumbfounding.
A middle-aged Taoist with a swarthy face held a sword in his hand and led a group of powerful spirits such as Big Bear, Hushanjun, etc., and smashed several boulders into pieces. The Taoist smiled and said: "I am Bai Li, the Qi Refiner of Bailu Island.
, is the direct disciple of the great master. You listen well, believe in my sect, and you should be protected by us. If anyone provokes you, come to us, and I will definitely help you vent your anger." Bai Li's eyes were red.
In a flash, a white flame suddenly appeared from a boulder next to him, and in an instant, the boulder as big as a lying cow was burned to ashes.
In another place, several spirits who had just debuted from the dojo by the goddess lake grabbed a group of craftsmen by the neck and violently threatened them: "I'm telling you, the people led by Guangchengzi, you are not allowed to believe them.
If you want to believe it, you have to believe what our senior brothers Duobao and Jinguang say. Ah, if you follow Guang Chengzi and his gang, we will strangle you to death!" The craftsman who was strangled by them was already strangled.
Foaming at the mouth, everyone nodded in agreement.
Guangchengzi was teaching Qi practitioners in front of him, while these monsters were threatening him violently from behind, but they also cooperated perfectly.
As the days passed, the Tianzhen Tower had been built to a height of nearly 10,000 miles. The strong wind in the sky could blow rocks as big as bowls all over the ground. The construction at this time became even more difficult. The casualties of the craftsmen were increasing.
The tragedy was severe, and the time for the annual rotation promised by the royal court was still far away. Their moods were getting lower and lower day by day, and they fell into despair day by day.
The disciples of the two religions just filled the emptiness in the hearts of these craftsmen and soothed their despair. After a while, you can often hear the faint words of 'Sanqing Sect Master' when these craftsmen are resting.
And the titles of 'immortal master' and 'guru'.
Xia Jie was also very satisfied with this situation. The craftsmen had sustenance in their hearts, their mood was not low at all, and the work progress was improving steadily. As the disciples of the two sects continued to enter the Tianzhen Tower construction site, as they began to use Taoism
The law protects these craftsmen, and the casualty rate on the construction site plummets, which makes Xia Jie very happy. The great witches also feel happy. With fewer casualties and injuries of craftsmen, the project progress will be faster. When the project progresses quickly, they, the great witches who supervise the work, will
Because of their great achievements, some great witches who were originally wary of the disciples of the two religions no longer bothered to pay attention to their missionary matters.
But on this day, the Tianzhen Tower suddenly stopped working.
The reason is very simple. The grain in the warehouse is almost exhausted. All the grain and grass combined are only enough to last more than 100 million craftsmen and handymen for one day. The external fleets transporting grain and grass should logically arrive two days ago.
Just arrived.
After Xia Jie and Qi Xin discussed with a group of subordinate officials, they sent envoys to Anyi City to report this issue to Lu Gui. Du Guangzhiye was in Daxia, and the convoys transporting grain were heavily protected. They wanted to simultaneously
It is basically impossible to cut off the grain transport teams from all over Kyushu. Xia Jie's initial consideration is that there are some problems in Anyi City. Is it because it costs too much and the Tianzhen Tower does not need to be built? So
The supply of grain and grass has also been stopped? This is even more impossible!
The messenger left the construction site, but there was no reply. When that night, not even a millet was found on the construction site, Xia Jie became anxious and prepared to go to Anyi City to ask for details in person. He
I am not worried about the progress of the Sky-Suppressing Tower, but I am worried about the survival of more than 100 million craftsmen on the Sky-Suppressing Tower that is more than 10,000 miles high. The craftsmen at the top, without the help of the great witch, want to return
It takes more than a year to reach the ground. Without food and grass, it is not impossible for people to starve to death.
As a result, just as he and Qi Xin were preparing to leave, a huge team of food transporters slowly arrived at the outer witch formation. A witch with a school logo on his body knocked open the witch formation with a secret method and handed the documents into
They came to the witch formation. This team came from Zhengnan Sub-Prefecture. They had 5,000 large carts with a standard load of 10,000 kilograms, all of which were filled with fine wine and other luxuries for the great witches to enjoy. At the same time, there were 1 million live livestock.
Each animal carries a varying amount of grain and grass. These grains, grass and livestock are enough for the craftsmen in the Sky Tower to use for a month.
Xia Jie counted the grains brought by this team with a gloomy face. He stared at the school who was a little nervous and said angrily: "How many days can you last for just such a small amount of grains?" Except for the craftsmen in the Tianzhen Tower,
In the witch formation outside the tower, there are hundreds of large and small military towns, and there are countless soldiers inside. These soldiers also need to eat and drink! If spread out like this, this small amount of food can last ten days.
The principal looked at Xia Jie blankly, and after a long while he said: "Sir... Sir, there are three more convoys ahead of us? They set off several days earlier than us."
A cold light flashed in Xia Jie's pupils. He stared at the school for a long time, especially on his neck for a long time. Xia Jie suddenly asked: "There was no trouble along the way?
"
The principal in charge said in surprise: "What did the adults say? How can there be any chaos...ah~~ah~~ah~~~"
The schoolmaster suddenly let out a terrifying scream, his skin turned red for a moment, and his body swelled up rapidly.
It exploded with a bang like a bomb, and thick black blood sprayed out dozens of feet away. At the same time, all the animals in the convoy and the escorting soldiers screamed, and at the same time they expanded and exploded, stained with dirty blood.
All the food and grass, and even the thousands of soldiers who greeted them were stained with blood, and the pieces of flesh and blood rotted rapidly. The soldiers screamed in pain.
"This is~~~" A flash of light suddenly flashed in Xia Jie's mind, and he yelled angrily: "Damn it, the corpse exploded!"
.What a familiar sight. This is obviously the corpse explosion technique that a certain dark force he had dealt with in his previous life was best at! Moreover, the corpse explosions he saw in his previous life were definitely not as powerful as what he saw today. In his previous life,
As seen here, dirty blood and corpse fragments can be sprayed out several feet away, which is already an amazing level of cultivation.
Qi Xin rushed to Xia Jie's side. She tilted her head and glanced at Xia Jie. She frowned and said, "What did you just say? Is it your southern mountain dialect? 'shi~bao', what does it mean?"
Xia Jie did not answer Qi Xin's words because he heard a sound that made him feel ridiculous.
A gloomy, hoarse ringtone, like a ghost moaning underground, came from far away in the darkness. A little green will-o'-the-wisp flashed, and a thick gray fog came from the ground and floated a few feet above the ground. In the thick fog
There was an aura of decay, and the mist flowed obscurely, like a condensed spider web.
One by one, Daxia soldiers with green eyes flashing came over as fast as lightning. They opened their big mouths and showed ferocious smiles towards Xia Jie and the others. In their mouths, four long eyes flashed with pale cold light.
Their tusks were clearly visible. Behind them, countless animals walked over lifelessly with heavy steps. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell at a glance that these animals had died long ago, but they were urged by a mysterious force to stand again.
Got up.
"The art of exorcising corpses, this is the secret method of Youwu Palace, but it is only an unpopular secret method!" Qi Xin shouted in surprise.
Xia Jie discovered from those extremely familiar features that this was not the corpse exorcism technique of the Nether Witch Palace. It was clearly the summoning of the dead by the Necromancer. However, under the sky of Daxia, when did the Necromancer appear?
What? Why do they appear together with these controlled vampire descendants?
Several figures familiar to Xia Jie emerged from among the livestock. They were the envoys sent by Xia Jie to Anyi City.
These messengers with blood-gleaming eyes gave out a triumphant smile, and one of them said in a sharp voice: "Xia Jie, Daxia destroyed Atlantis, then Atlantis will definitely do the same.
Destroy Daxia. This is fate!"
This voice is so familiar.
Xia Jie said gloomily: "Cain, have you finally become a climate?"
He had a headache. Xia Jie's brows furrowed tightly. All kinds of monsters and monsters jumped out at once.
