Outside the tiankeng, after Lin Huang finished saying those words, a gap appeared in the big iron cover blocking the tiankeng.
Lin Huang and Luo Huanhuan immediately entered it.
The space in the sinkhole is huge and not as stingy as the entrance. Besides Bai Xiaopang, Li Chunfeng and others are also there.
"Now that I have become more capable, you dare to lock me out!"
Lin Huang slapped Bai Xiaopang on the head and snorted coldly.
However, no one responded to Lin Huang.
They all turned their attention to Luo Huanhuan.
Only Li Chunfeng looked at Lin Huang and burst into laughter. He almost thought he would never see Lin Huang again, but he didn't expect that Fatty Bai would pick them up.
Luo Huanhuan felt the wolf-like gazes of several people, and quietly moved two steps back, letting Lin Huang stand in front of her.
Lin Huang coughed twice, waking everyone up, and then said: "Her name is Luo Huanhuan!"
"This name sounds like a beautiful name!"
Bai Xiaopang immediately said with a flattering look on his face, looking at the girl behind Lin Huang, his eyes blinking as if they had been filled with sand.
"Luo Huanhuan? Number one on the mountain and river list?"
Situ Huangfen frowned and looked at Luo Huanhuan. No matter how he looked at this weak woman, she didn't look like someone who could be ranked first in the ranking of mountains and rivers.
"A bunch of rubes!"
Song Changling scolded several people, glanced at Luo Huanhuan, then lowered his head and studied the ancient book in his hand.
Later, Lin Huang introduced everyone to Luo Huanhuan one by one. Luo Huanhuan nodded slightly in greeting, but felt that this group of people were not very kind.
"Why are you here?"
When everyone parted, they were still in the Seven Nights Witch Emperor City on the fourteenth floor.
Lin Huang traveled through time several times and gained speed before arriving here. It was a bit abnormal for Situ Huangfen and others to appear so quickly.
"Who knows!"
Bai Xiaopang spread his hands and said, "You suddenly disappeared in that city before. We searched for a long time, but we had no choice, so we left!"
"Can you leave so easily?"
Lin Huang said doubtfully.
Situ Huangfen shook his head, slapped Li Chunfeng with his palm, and said calmly: "We were trapped in that ghost place, and we didn't know what to do. Since we didn't know, we let Li Chunfeng lead the way!"
A bright smile appeared on Li Chunfeng's dark face, revealing his white teeth.
"It's strange to say that we let this little Heitan lead the way. We didn't encounter any danger along the way, and we didn't know how we ended up here, only to be trapped in this sinkhole!"
Bai Xiaopang sat on the ground and sighed. He looked up at the stupid Li Chunfeng, "How much shit did this kid eat to have such shit luck!"
Lin Huang slapped Little Fatty Bai on the head again, "A man of great luck, you know nothing!"
In the sinkhole, the iron cover blocked the iron man outside. Everyone also talked about their experiences in the past few days and aligned a lot of information.
Even Luo Huanhuan quietly sat down and gradually relaxed her vigilance.
"How long have you been stuck here?"
Lin Huang asked Situ Huang's tomb.
"Three days!"
Bai Xiaopang replied quickly, "Anyway, we can't get out of the giant black iron mountain after we get out of the sinkhole. And I don't know where there is such a perfect sinkhole for shelter, so we might as well wait here!"
"What are you waiting for?"
Lin Huang frowned.
"Of course we should wait until there is no danger!"
Bai Xiaopang said matter-of-factly.
"I tried to go out three times, but I came back every time, because after going forward three hundred miles, the attacks of those iron men became more powerful. It seemed that some of them had developed intelligence and were no longer just mechanical attacks!"
Um?
Lin Huang was startled and had a vague feeling in his heart. If Iron Man showed intelligence, he would be the real King of Martial Arts and Emperor of Martial Arts.
Under the attack of so many iron men, even the Martial Saint might not be able to escape.
But waiting for death here like Xiaopang Bai is not an option.
"When I came here, I found that these iron men, once defeated, would become a pile of scrap metal. And are these things..."
Lin Huang was thinking as he spoke, and then turned his head to look at everyone: "Can it be used to build a chariot?"
Um?
Situ Huangfen raised his eyebrows. Lin Huang's words seemed to have some meaning.
At this time, Song Changling suddenly stood up and threw a volume of ancient books in front of Situ Huang's tomb.
Situ Huangfen picked up the ancient book, and then looked at Song Changling in surprise, "Is this what you have been reading in the past three days?"
"Am I going to wait to die like you? I am a scholar!"
Song Changling said proudly.
"This ancient book records all the details of the construction of the chariots of the Tiefutu Camp of the Ming Dynasty. It is not easy to build a chariot... First of all, what we need is a fire source!"
Fatty Bai raised his eyebrows, "What's so difficult about this? As long as you reach the realm of King Wu, it's not difficult to make fire with your palms!"
Song Changling looked at Fatty Bai with disdain, pointed at a pile of broken copper and iron in the corner of the sinkhole, and said: "I have studied that iron man, and the hardest part of his body is the core in his chest.
But if you want to use a chariot to break out of the black iron mountain, you must build it with the core of an iron man!"
"This requires more intense and terrifying flames, and it also requires thousands of iron cores! It also requires forging ninety-seven parts of a chariot!"
Bai Xiaopang was speechless by Song Changling, so he could only raise his middle finger to Song Changling in retaliation.
Since Song Changling could study a chariot for three days, it meant that he believed that he could build a chariot. So Lin Huang stood up and said to Song Changling:
"Just draw the drawings!"
Then Lin Huang walked to the center of the sinkhole, raised his head and felt the iron cover above, and continued: "Situ is responsible for catching the iron man, Xiaopang builds the parts of the chariot, I am responsible for the flames, and Chunfeng is assisting!"
"What about me?"
Luo Huanhuan whispered.
"you……"
Lin Huang thought for a moment, then pointed in the direction of Little Fatty Bai, "You are responsible for supervising him... don't let him be lazy!"
"Okay!"
Luo Huanhuan did not nod, but Little Fatty Bai jumped three feet high, feeling that he was about to meet the spring of March, and the sunshine was beautiful.
Now that the decision had been made, everyone began to get busy.
Song Changling lay on the ground and quickly and carefully outlined the pattern of each part.
Situ Huangfen jumped out of the sinkhole and threw the iron men down one after another!
Little Fatty Bai was carrying two big hammers and was doing nothing.
Lin Huang was sitting cross-legged in the corner of the sinkhole, lost in cultivation. He was looking for the ashes left by the Phoenix Spirit in his sea of consciousness before entering the ancient battlefield!
one day.
Two days.
Three days.
…
In the tiankeng, two-thirds of the drawing of Song Changling has been completed.
Iron Man has nearly 2,000 cores piled up.
Bai Xiaopang has been looking at Luo Huanhuan crazily for three days.
Li Chunfeng started practicing the sword out of boredom.
All the processes are in place, just waiting for the flames that Lin Huang vowed to make.
However, at this moment, Lin Huang's sea of souls was shaken by a huge earthquake, and his consciousness fell into a terrible storm...