Before Lu Zhong could wait for the news of his incarnation, a big event happened in the fairy world.
In Changchun, due to Lou Liang Dao Palace, their plot in the ancient pagoda mine was successful. They first captured the mother of the hotbed, and then somehow concealed it from the Golden Dao Palace, which mastered the way of cause and effect, and threw it into the Wanshan Mountains to create it artificially.
The method of leaving the "yellow flood zone" blocked the offensive of the Golden Dao Palace.
In this way, time was finally bought for Changchun Taoist Master to recover.
For a time, the situation in the fairy world became confusing again.
During the waiting days, Lu Zhong did not stop practicing.
Thanks to Fang Hu Dojo, his cultivation is still improving rapidly. If it were not limited by the insufficient number of immortal jade, his cultivation could be improved even faster than it is now.
This day.
Lu Zhong, who was practicing, had a look on his face and exited the Huzhong Dojo.
As soon as he appeared in the quiet room, a stream of light flew towards him.
After taking it, he saw that there was finally news from God King Ye Wentian.
According to reliable information, this person appeared in a place called "Wangri Fortress" in the far north of the snowfield. He was suspected of integrating the remnants of the Natural Dao, thus attracting the attention of the Dao Palace.
"Wangri Fortress? This place is not far from the Holy Tree of Pagoda."
Lu Zhong thought of this in his mind, turned around and left the cave.
Now that I have found the whereabouts of the God King Ye Wen, I naturally want to try to visit him, maybe I can get some clues to the catastrophe.
In recent times, signs of the decline of the law have become increasingly apparent.
Perhaps ordinary monks cannot detect it, but Lu Zhong carries the three great rings of Yuanshi, Sun, and Life. Although he cannot control them with his arms, the slightest movement of the rings cannot be hidden from his eyes.
After leaving Heigang, Lu Zhong rushed directly towards Wangri Fortress.
Along the way, there are snowfields everywhere you look.
The Pagoda Snowfield is not an empty name. Except for the holy tree area in the far north, the rest of the place is covered with ice and snow all year round. The living environment is extremely harsh and is not suitable for mortals to survive. Mortals can reach their current scale only by the protection and support of monks.
Only in this land can they multiply to the present number.
If we really want to talk about the aboriginal people here, they are still called the "Snowmen".
The snowmen are similar to the human race. The fundamental difference between the two races is in their body shape and whether they can practice immortality. The former are at least nearly ten feet tall, and the tall ones can even reach a hundred feet. Their whole bodies are like steel and iron bones, and they possess terrifying brute strength.
There are even records of snow barbarians tearing up real immortals with their bare hands.
Therefore, theoretically, the monks are the invaders of this world.
As he was thinking about it, Lu Zhong met a fleet of ships on the way.
Judging from the flag, it comes from the Pagoda Temple.
The direction of the fleet happened to be the same as his, and it was obviously rushing to Wangri Fortress. The purpose was probably to conquer the remnants of the Natural Dao, and perhaps the Daoting Divine King was among them.
Ignoring the Taoist monks, Lu Zhong left across the space.
Coming out of the portal, he suddenly looked forward and saw a black fortress built on the top of a snowy peak and bathed in golden light. This was exactly where the goal of this trip was.
Wangri Fortress!
At the moment, the fortress is full of armored monks standing at the top of the city, but these are just cannon fodder. The real elites are on the top of the fortress. Among the swarms of flying boats, the latter come from various sources, including the latest ones produced in Luofu.
There are also sharp battleships that have been passed down for countless years, as if they were ancient antiques that were just dug out of the soil.
In this way, a group of flying boats numbering in the hundreds was pieced together.
Lu Zhong's arrival immediately aroused alarm.
Clang clang clang!
The alarm bell rang immediately.
"Whoever is coming, please tell me your name!"
In the center of the flying boat group, a green light flew out, revealing his figure thousands of feet away, but it was a bald monk wearing a green robe. His cultivation had reached the level of Sanxian of the Three Realms. After appearing, he first asked a question
, and then looked at the black-haired young man in black clothes in front of him, with a look of surprise on his face.
"It turns out to be fellow Daoist Void. I wonder why you came here?"
"I have met fellow Taoist Linghu, and I came here this time. Firstly, to send a message. On the way here, I met the Taoist palace flying boat fleet. It is several times larger than the size in front of me. Secondly...
..It’s to meet a senior who is here.” Lu Zhong said this and began to inquire about the news.
Through this, he learned the name of God King Ye Wentian here.
The opponent calls himself "Taoist Wentian". After successfully gathering the remnants of the Natural Tao, he has already begun preparation and training. It is expected that it will not be long before he can become a combatable army.
"I wonder if I can meet Senior Wentian?" Lu Zhong asked.
"this......"
The bald monk hesitated for a moment.
But at this moment, a ray of light suddenly flew from behind and fell directly into his hand.
Upon closer inspection, the bald monk's expression suddenly changed.
"Senior Wentian is actually inviting me?"
He couldn't believe it for a moment, and quickly reread the message several times.
The result remains the same.
At this time, the bald monk could only accept the facts. After taking a deep breath, he said to Lu Zhong: "Fellow Taoist Void, it seems that you don't need to ask for a meeting. Just now, Senior Wentian sent a warrant and asked me to take you to see him."
"Then it will be hard work."
Lu Zhong politely handed over his hand and followed the opponent into the fortress.
Once inside, the tense and uneasy atmosphere before the war immediately hit us.
All kinds of ordnance can be seen everywhere in the fortress, and monks can also be seen floating in front of the city wall, as if they are overhauling the restrictions, and from time to time they will type one or two magic tricks to verify whether there are any deficiencies in the function.
Just follow the avenue all the way north.
Soon, the two of them arrived in front of a simple hall.
There is a gray plaque hanging in this hall, with the three characters "Xiri Palace" written on it.
After informing the inside, the bald monk quickly got the result. However, he just stood outside the door and said with a depressed look: "Fellow Taoist, please come in. Senior Wentian is already waiting inside."
Lu Zhong thanked him and entered the palace.
Almost at a glance, he saw the Taoist God King Ye Wentian.
The latter smiled slightly at this time and handed out a jade slip, "I guessed that you would come, and the answer is already inside, but... what reward can you give me?"
Lu Zhong glanced at the jade slip, suppressed his emotional fluctuations, and cupped his hands and said:
"I wonder what the senior's instructions are? I will do my best, junior."
There is no pie in the sky.
Since the other party has given the reward, it is natural to impose conditions.
The entire process can be regarded as a transaction.
As if he expected Lu Zhong to say this, God King Ye Wentian said: "It's very simple. You just need to repel the Dao Palace's counterattack for me. It's just because my identity is really special and I'm not suitable to be exposed here."
Lu Zhong thought for a while and agreed.
Things that can be solved by hands are never problems to him.
