Xuan Weizi jumped out of the hole, surrounded by a dark cellar-like appearance, with cylindrical wooden boxes stuffed into every corner, leaving only a narrow path that was barely enough for one person to pass through. The wooden boxes and barrels exuded the smell of old fragrance,
Just like a storage warehouse should be.
Nelem and Wolf climbed up from the hole one after another. Nelem chanted spells and cast spells towards the hole. The soil swirled and the bricks flew. The hole connected to the sewer was restored by arcane power, covering up their past entry and exit.
Mark of.
Xuan Weizi smiled and said: "If the security outside is too tight, we may still have to hide in the sewers."
Nelum shuddered and said, "Then I would rather hide in this safe house for the rest of my life!"
The astral mice that Xuan Weizi had dispersed before buried magic peas in various places in the sewers of Fire Dance City in preparation. In addition, according to the location of the safe house mentioned by Nelem, he buried a magic pea directly under the safe house and cast
Let it grow into a magic vine.
The acid seeped out from the magic vines, and with drilling and stirring, a tunnel was opened from the sewer to the safe house. After Nelem removed the protective spell that covered the entire safe house, he could easily drill through the ground and reach the safe house.
In the cellar.
Rather, most of Nelum's safe houses are underground. Just like this safe house adjacent to the inner city. Above it is a large hotel with its own public bath. The exit of the safe house is a hole in the boiler room.
The secret door was filled with charcoal used to boil water - which happened to be logs from Chaidui Town.
Nelum said that he would hide in a safe house for the rest of his life. Although it was an exaggeration, it shows that this place is very well-stocked. A large amount of shelf-stable food and wine filled the bottom cellar, needless to say.
There is also a fully furnished room with all kinds of scrolls, wands, potions, and bookshelves piled all over the wall. There is even a simple enchantment processing table, as well as various crystal gems and magic raw materials, which can be directly produced and processed in the safe house at any time.
Batch magic items.
Even the mage robes in the wardrobe come in eight colors from the eight arcane factions, making it easier for Nelem to change his appearance.
Xuan Weizi took a cursory look and found that Nelum's safe house was just like those private underground fortifications on Earth prepared for nuclear war. If it weren't for the worry of being discovered, the size of the safe house might have been several times larger.
"This is too scary." Xuan Weizi laughed secretly in his heart, and then asked Nelem: "To be honest, do you really only have three safe houses?"
Nelem showed a mysterious smile and replied: "Doctor Olenso, don't ask about this kind of thing, right?"
Xuan Weizi crossed his arms and nodded. In addition to being a ninth-level mage, Nelem is also the chief mage advisor of Huowu City. With this position, even if he does not deliberately gain wealth, various resources will naturally accompany the gathering of power.
Come.
And if Nelem really wants to maintain his wealth forever, just three safe houses that never see the light of day in Fire Dance City will definitely not be able to guarantee his retreat. Maybe there is Nelem's own private estate in the old and new continents.
, secret mansion.
It’s just that if Nelem sneaks into hiding in those places, it means that he has said goodbye to Fire Dance City completely. This result is definitely not what Nelem wants to see, so whenever there is a chance, he will take back Fire Dance City
of dominance.
Nelem put on a new set of mage robes, put on all kinds of rings, bracelets, and necklaces. His satchel was stuffed with scrolls and potions, and everything else was stuffed into his dimensional pocket, almost emptying the safe house.
Although he said that he would hide in the safe house, everyone present knew that this place was not suitable for staying for a long time. However, Xuan Weizi still needed to make some more preparations. While meditating in the safe house, the golden-feathered crow was quietly resting on the street.
A round of golden light emitted from the folded palm, as if holding a pearl.
This golden-feathered crow was also forged by Xuanweizi using the thunder method to summon generals, but unlike Hengyizi who used a set of arcane armor as the basis to connect to the arcane star map, the golden-feathered crow was made by Xuanweizi internally and externally.
On the basis of condensing vitality, write a "Flying God Ye Emperor's true form talisman" with astral body, and enlighten one of the flying bird scouts to make it.
The true form of the talisman written by Xuan Weizi is derived from the "Flying God to Visit the Emperor" in Taoist rituals. Although it looks like letting the soul leave the body and fly up to pay homage to the Emperor of Heaven, in fact it is still based on internal practice.
According to the theory of alchemy, the divine energy is embraced together and refined, and after going through the nine ladders to heaven, the consciousness finally retreats from hiding. The Yuan Shen is surrounded by Yuan Qi, flies into the Purple Mansion, and returns to the place of origin. At this point, the divine energy is reunited.
1. The mind and body are indistinguishable, and the golden elixir is perfect.
If you rely on the theory of thinking, there are eighteen thousand gods in this body, and the Emperor Tai Tian who controls the Dou Lao is the golden palace of the brain palace that contains the innate wisdom. The mud balls are high in the sky. All the gods in the body rise up to pay homage to the Emperor. Such as
With such achievements, there is no need to hold on to the altar and build a fasting. A body with thousands of truths and gods is the Dharma altar and dojo, and everything is ready.
Later, the "Flying Gods Visiting the Emperor" was integrated into the thunder method. There were not only internal and external gods interacting with each other to stimulate the yin and yang to create thunder, but also 36,000 internal and external gods moving the ladles to respond to the thunder.
When Xuan Weizi wrote "The Flying God Ye Emperor's True Form Talisman", he actually condensed his own cultivation skills and placed them outside. However, in this world, there is no Beidou Xuanji as the cardinal mediator of creation. Xuan Weizi realized it by chance.
The image of the sun, where the power of growth and dominance is at its strongest, causes this crow to take the form of a golden crow.
It is said that the magic power of "controlling the gods as the body and refining the talismans as the use" is slightly beyond Xuan Weizi's current alchemy realm, but the existence of the astral body and psychic powers can make the pure internal cultivation results appear externally.
This is due to the differences in rules and regulations in different worlds.
It is precisely for this reason that this "Flying God Golden Crow" is more tainted with the aloof and arrogant character of Xuan Weizi than the majestic appearance but slightly childish character of Hengyizi. With its golden crown and feathers, it is even rarer.
When you look someone in the eye.
Xuanweizi followed the current and connected the four Zhu Zhuan soldier talismans with the flying god Golden Crow, making him the "leader" who mediates in the middle and commanding the four rampant soldiers.
In this way, the Flying God Golden Crow is like a transport plane carrying a large number of soldiers. It can release thousands of rampant soldiers to join the battle at any time. Compared with when Diante controls the storm giant, he has to keep a certain distance and be highly focused. Xuan Weizi does this but
Much easier and more convenient.
As for Xuan Weizi's current level of alchemy cultivation, it is a bit special. He has experienced the Wind Evil Tribulation some time ago, and his transformation skills are sufficient. He even has external appearances such as Zijin Xiaguang. In fact, he is only one step away from the completion of the golden elixir.
"The elixir has appeared as purple gold, where can I find it with my delusional mind?" Xuan Weizi thought silently in his heart, and continued to hold Yuan Shouyi and look inside the body and mind.
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Fenbyron, accompanied by several officers, came to the garrison castle in the outer city. Now it has been requisitioned by the Imperial Legion and has become the main place to house legionnaires.
There is an artificial moat outside the castle, located upstream of an artificial canal in Huowu City. The tall garrison castle is painted with red wall paint, and the battlements are like saw teeth, extending high and low, like a whole burning and dancing flame, just like a fire
The name of the dance city.
However, the crumbling city walls, broken watchtowers, and scorched city gates all indicate the fierce battles that took place. If you look carefully, you can even dig out some completely melted pieces from the inner wall of the city gate hole.
Burnt black skin and flesh.
Fenbyron ignored those. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle, as if he had the effect of "eagle majesty" and "owl's wisdom" at the same time. His eyes never stayed on any one person for too long, but various subtle situations could not
escape his observation.
The sentinel on guard who was holding a long ax and sickle but kept yawning, the civilian man shoveling and digging manure in the stable with trembling arms, the off-duty soldiers who gathered together to play cards, drink and chat and laugh, the pale battle mage sitting on the edge of the stairs
, and the crows circling and calling over the castle.
Fen Byron frowned. This situation made him very dissatisfied. Why did the originally well-disciplined legionnaires become like this as soon as they arrived in Huowu City? It was okay to drink and have fun, but so many people were sick and weak.
This is clearly a sign of the epidemic!
Before reaching the military camp at the rear, Fenbyron saw two soldiers passing by carrying a stretcher and immediately stopped them:
"Stop! There are alchemists in the military camp, why are you carrying the sick out?"
The two soldiers put down the stretcher with awe, and they did not dare to speak. Fenbyron went over to look at it with anger on his face. The person lying on the stretcher was no longer a living person, but a dead body with yellow and black spots on his face.
His whole body was swollen and his eyes were bulging and he could not close them.
"Where are you going to move...the body?" Fen Byron asked.
The soldier replied: "The alchemists in the large cemetery in Huowu City have said that corpses cannot be left to rot in the military camp."
Fenbyron waved his hand and quickly asked the soldiers to move the body away, and then went straight to the castle barracks. Before he could get close, a strong stench mixed with excrement, vomitus and various weird medicines was merciless.
It was blowing from the ground, and it was still a bit warm and humid, making it unbearable.
Finn Byron took out a handkerchief from his arms and covered his mouth and nose. There were neatly arranged bunk beds in the military camp. Almost half of the beds were occupied by sick soldiers, and some were the original guards of Fire Dance City.
There were soft moans, heavy breathing, unstoppable coughing, painful vomiting, and the shouts of busy people coming and going.
"Staff officer." An alchemist who was checking the patients back and forth came to Fenbairon. The white robe he was wearing had reddish-brown blood spurts on it, probably from some unlucky patient.
"How's the situation?" Finn Byron asked.
"It's very, very serious." There was sweat on the alchemist's forehead. It was midsummer now, and the castle barracks was even hotter. He said, "We have never seen this kind of disease. It doesn't seem to be spread from the indigenous people."
Blood-sucking mosquito fever and shivering disease, on the contrary, on the contrary..."
"Say!" Finn Byron shouted impatiently.
"It's more like the undead plague." The alchemist said: "The patients mainly suffer from visceral failure, and some people even have visceral necrosis before they die. Some of us have done an autopsy and found that the corruption of the deceased will continue to worsen.
, if the corpse is left in the military camp, it may cause greater harm."
"Plague of the dead?" Fen Byron's thoughts changed rapidly. Such a severe plague of the dead is definitely not something that ordinary necromancers can do. However, a very skilled necromancer has appeared in Huowu City recently.
.
"Diante? He has no reason to attack us!" Finn Byron suddenly thought that they did not find Diante's body afterwards, they just couldn't contact him!
"Could it be that he has joined forces with Nelum?" Finn Byron immediately overturned this idea. It was after in-depth research that he understood that Diant also had a deep hatred for Nelum, and then he proposed to Forsman and invited this person to join forces.
Suppressing the suspicion in his heart, Fen Byron said: "I will immediately dispatch all the alchemists and necromancy specialists in the city to see if we can solve it... In addition, there are several church priests in the inner city, and I will also let them
They come."
Finn Byron himself does not have as strong a disdain for the Holy Lord Church as a mage. For him, anyone who can help solve problems is a useful person.
"Then... about the plague, do you want to inform the people of Huowu City?" an officer asked from the side.
"Absolutely not!" Finn Byron ordered categorically: "From this moment on, all news about the plague is not allowed to spread out of the garrison castle! You must take care of the people below. Anyone who leaks the news will be directly punished.
Throw them into this military camp!"
Finn Byron thought about the news of the outbreak of plague in the legion. Once Nelem and doctors Olenso learn about it, they will definitely take the opportunity to come out and cause damage. So he quickly added the order:
"From now on, the defense strength of the anti-teleportation spell tower will be tripled! All soldiers in the legion, as long as they can still stand and breathe, will take turns entering the sewers to search!"
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At midnight, three young women, smelling of alcohol, walked out of a brightly lit high-end tavern with their arms around each other. Each of them was carrying a bottle of expensive red wine, and they blew directly into the bottle without any grace, pouring scarlet wine on them.
The naked patch of snow on her chest was wet.
"Men... are all f*cking... not good at all!!" Finn Byron's female assistant took a sip of wine, leaned on her good sister's shoulder, swaying in her steps, and shouted directly in the quiet street.
.
"Yes! There is no good thing!" The good sisters beside her also shouted: "Especially that Nelem, an old man in his 80s, still pretending to be young all the time!"
"Bah! Those stinky officers in the legion are still the same, aren't they? They don't take a shower every day, they stink of sweat, and when they get interested, they push me on the table and fuck me hard, damn!"
The good sister turned to the female assistant and said, "You are lucky. You were promoted to assistant by Chief Staff Secretary Finn Byron... Oh! He is now the Acting Governor. When will you become the Governor's wife?"
"Yes, yes! When you become the governor's wife, don't forget us. If there is a good man, remember to recommend it to us!"
However, the female assistant became irritable for no reason and cursed: "Fin Byron? Him? Ha! He is one of Forsman's dogs! Maybe he even toes that 'Son of the Fire Demon' every night!"
"So it's true?" The good sister was drunk and confused: "In other words, our army commander and staff secretary have to do that kind of thing every night?"
"Oh~ don't look away! Tomorrow I will recommend you some novels and dramas to let you understand... love between men! Ugh--" After the good sisters finished speaking, they propped themselves up against the wall and vomited.
The three women showed off their drunken and ugly behavior at will. The streets were deserted at night. Their steps were confused, their bodies swayed, and they walked involuntarily into the dark alleys.
The dim and blurry lights cast a strange shadow of tentacles on the wall.