Two months later, Lin Luoran came out of the basement again, looked at the porcelain bottle in his hand, and felt a little satisfied.
Going to search for wood essence classics, and also shouldering the task of exploring the space teleportation array, Lin Luoran thought about it, and it is probably worthwhile to make more preparations.
Yang Lisha had been waiting impatiently for her. Seeing that Lin Luoran finally had the intention to leave, the banshee didn't lose her temper.
Lin Luoran was only planning to bring Yuan Ye and Xiao Jin there, but Lin's father asked to go with him. Little Qinghu grabbed Lin Luoran's trousers tightly, and there was no other way. In the end, Li Xi'er was left to take care of Yang Lisha in the end. The acacia tree that is valued, as for Zeng Tian, is still in the stage of practicing the five elements technique, and it is of no use to go there, so he is also kept.
Huang Weijian wanted to go, but Lin Luoran's words "You are about to take the high school entrance examination" can make the boy retreat.
Even so, the idle appearance of her with her eldest disciple, a vulture in her left hand and a fox in her right hand, is very similar to traveling.
Mr. Guo is going, so is Mu Family Xiaoliu. Wen Runlan follows the Patriarch of the Wen Family, Li Xier’s master Xi Heng, plus the explorer monk who responded to Lin Luoran on the forum. Come on, these people spontaneously came to Rongcheng to meet up, and the two luxury buses couldn't fit in them. Fortunately, they were going to fly soon.
The interstellar teleportation array that Yang Lisha mentioned was beyond Lin Luoran's expectation, and it was not in China.
That's where, uh, the situation is a little bit special.
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A group of more than one hundred people finally arrived in Baghdad, the capital of Iraq, after several rounds of flights.
The high temperature in late spring and early summer made the young monks look a little sleepy. This was the middle of May, and it happened to be noon when Lin Luoran and the others arrived in Baghdad. The weather in Huaxia was only in the mid-twenties, and the high temperature here reached 35° at noon.
Compared with China, which can use cold water to cool down, the climate in Baghdad well shows the cruel side of the tropical desert climate—dryness.
I heard that the highest temperature in summer can be as high as 50°C or more. Many monks' faces changed after hearing Lin Luoran's words. With a high temperature of 50°, even low-level monks like them feel that the moisture in their bodies will be dried by the strong sunlight. I really don't know how the local people here survive.
Under this long yellow sand, there is the earth's most precious energy source, just to compete for the black body, Baghdad is still suffering from unhealed wounds after the war.
There are sectarian conflicts, terrorist attacks, anti-American armed violence, explosions, attacks, kidnappings, assassinations everywhere, civilians are displaced, and the living environment is deteriorating. Even in this capital city, the high unemployment rate makes many people on the street They seemed to have nothing to do, these people were all staring at the neatly dressed Lin Luoran and his party, if it wasn't for the hundreds of people who looked down on them and were not so easy to bully, maybe someone would come up*.
The little green fox in Lin Luoran's arms, with transparent fur without any stray hairs, and the little golden eagle on her shoulders, all added a sense of mystery to the group, making some well-meaning people dare not offend easily.
The heat is not the most unbearable, if there is a slight gust of wind, it must be accompanied by strong wind and sand.
It made the monks want to get a piece of black cloth to cover their heads like others.
And do it. Because of the dryness, there are few clouds and rain, more sunshine, and strong sunlight. Also because of the dryness, there are no clouds in the sky, which cannot block part of the sunlight, and the ground has no water, so it cannot evaporate and cool down. Wen Runlan felt as if he was in a sauna, and spit out a mouthful of sand. He tugged Xiao Xiaomu's sleeve beside him:
"Did you bring a lot of water? Uncle Lin told me about the tragedy here, but I still don't quite believe it."
Xiao Xiaomu barely opened his eyes, shaking the yellow sand on his eyelashes: "Uncle Lin, where are we going now?"
There must be a bunker made of yellow sandbags as far away as hundreds of meters, and as close as tens of meters. They, a group of well-dressed yellow men, have been interrogated five times by heavily armed Iraqi soldiers or police. If it wasn't for the fact that the luggage they brought on the bright side was clear and transparent and had no weapons, Lin Luoran's ridiculous banner of a travel agency might not have worked.
Mr. Guo was a little excited. Being able to return to this scene made him feel a little nostalgic.
Lin Luoran handed the flag to Yuan Ye and instructed him to lead the team.
"We're out of town."
It can be seen that Yang Lisha also hates such hot weather. Her body is made of wood, and she feels irritable when she lacks water, let alone such a desert climate. Seeing that Lin Luoran turned her head halfway through her words, Yang Lisha said sullenly: "Go out!" There are still more than a hundred miles to the south of the city."
Mu Lao and the others didn't know Yang Lisha's identity, but they couldn't see through her cultivation. Lin Luoran almost listened to her opinions along the way. Not sticking to Yang Lisha's youthful appearance. Lin Luoran was afraid that these old monks would not be able to work together in the teleportation formation if these old monks knew that Yang Lisha was a demon, so they simply pretended to be stupid and did not introduce or reveal.
The Quyi people fell behind the crowd and murmured, "South of Baghdad, is it the Tower of Babel?"
The little cynical student Qu became a deserter at a critical moment, and now he doesn't fit in with the group. Except for the Foundation Establishment cultivator who has excellent hearing, no one can really hear him muttering to himself.
Lin Luoran narrowed his eyes. The place they were going to was the ancient city of Babylon on the east bank of the Euphrates River, and the Babel "Babel" about a hundred kilometers south of Baghdad, the capital of Iraq.
In ancient Babylonian, the word "Babel" means "the gate of God".
If Yang Lisha hadn't really been here, Lin Luoran would not have believed that the legendary Tongtian Tower is where the interstellar portal is located.
...
"At the intersection of heaven and earth, there is a little bit of green light, and the white dove takes back the olive branch from here. After the flood recedes, all things are reborn. The Tower of Babel stands quietly on the top of the mountain, overlooking this silent disciple, the sacred tower Straight to the clouds, this is the most fertile place in Mesopotamia, where milk and honey flow in heaven, this is the promise of God. On a magical moonlit night, the priests provoked a mysterious dance, and they planted olive branches On the chest, only the tambourine can interpret their call. The Tower of Babel stands quietly on the top of the mountain. On this sacred altar, people take their hands to welcome the god of peace... "
It was very hot at noon and very cold at night. The monks sat around the campfire, staring at Xiao Xiaomu with his mouth open.
Xiao Xiaomu retracted the handheld computer, "Don't look at me, this is what Du Niang said."
Wen Runlan yawned: "I thought you'd be very poetic tonight."
The beef roasted on the bonfire was bought from local Iraqis. Mr. Guo loves the feeling of eating meat, but Chen Yun, who has been an official for a long time, feels a little aggrieved.
The group of them left the city after being interrogated, and came to Babylon on the way, and now they are by the Euphrates River. Everyone shared the barbecue, which reminded Chen Yun of his life as an ordinary member of the special department, and he went out on missions.
When Yang Lisha reached the Euphrates River, she left a group of people behind, and she didn't know where she went.
Everyone has some secrets, and Yang Lisha, the ivy demon, is no exception. Since she is unwilling to let everyone know how to activate the interstellar teleportation array, Lin Luoran will not force it.
"Friend Lin, how long are we going to wait here?" Chen Yun was the first to express his dissatisfaction, and Lin Luoran and Mu Lao shook their heads secretly. Chen Yun is in charge of the special department, and logically speaking, there is not much shortage of cultivation materials. He is also in his sixties this year. Why there is no sign of foundation establishment for so long, his state of mind is really problematic.
The beef was roasted soft and chewy, and Yuan Ye's cooking skills were good. Lin Luoran deeply felt the benefits of having his disciples do it for him.
The little green fox lay lazily on the sand and stared at Chen Yun boredly. The more humans it comes into contact with, the more it feels that the nun who takes care of it is pretty good, at least the human in front of it is not as good-tempered as Lin Luoran.
Seeing Chen Yun's reluctance, Lin Luoran sighed: "Minister Chen, allow me to remind you that according to the seniority in the cultivation world, you should call me Senior Sister."
In fact, Chen Yun didn't build a foundation, so she could afford to call Lin Luoran "Master Uncle". Thinking of the need for everyone to work together in the teleportation formation, Lin Luoran gave Chen Yun a little face.
Chen Yun's face turned into a pig's liver, and Xi Heng laughed sullenly. He had never been used to this official fan, and because Li Xi'er called Senior Sister Lin Luoran, his seniority was elevated, and he cheekily called "Lin Dao Friends", Lin Luoran's attitude is also very good. Seeing Chen Yun's embarrassment, Xi Heng is naturally in a good mood.
Seeing that no one spoke for him, Chen Yun couldn't step down, so he snorted coldly, pretending that what happened just now hadn't happened. The young monks present, even if they are not in the special department now, have been in the past, or will enter in the future. Seeing Chen Yun's performance, they all blush for Minister Chen's performance. Their minister, how could he care about the young Uncle Lin? It really made everyone wonder what to say... The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while, but fortunately, a slender figure came from a distance where the fire was shining.
It was Yang Lisha who came back, and Lin Luoran stood up.
Xiao Jin and Xiao Qinghu jumped into Lin Luoran's arms one by one, and grabbed her shoulder tightly with the other, they cooperated very well.
Yang Lisha didn't look at anyone else, she just nodded to Lin Luoran: "Come with me." Her tone was exhausted, Lin Luoran didn't know what a monster did to be so tired.
Quickly asked everyone to follow, everyone quickly put out the bonfire, and followed Yang Lisha up the river with unfinished barbecue.
They came to a ruin on a wasteland.
The broken wings of stone carvings, the sharp lines have been smoothed by the wind and sand. These ruins that have lost their sense of line still show the old dreams of the past. The dusty clay tablets are buried deep in the plain, and the cuneiform writing records the glory of this ancient civilization. .
Yang Lisha didn't know what mechanism was touched from the ground. A stone platform popped out from the ground. A clear crystal ball exuded glory. At first glance, I could only see everyone's own reflection. In the middle of it was light or darkness. people learned.
"I said at the beginning, everyone will transmit spiritual energy here together, regardless of the five elements, and we must spare no effort. If the opening is unsuccessful, we may have to wait until next year."
Yang Lisha looked at the sky, Lin Luoran followed, the sky tonight is really strange, the moon seems to be very close to the earth, like a big disc, it seems that you can catch it by jumping up.
"Get ready... to start!"
Red, gold, blue, green, brown, hundreds of thick or thin aura lines are connected with the crystal ball on the stone platform, interweaving a splendid light curtain.
The scene where the auras of the five elements gathered was dazzlingly beautiful. Even if there were differences, Chen Yun still knew how to measure it. Even he spared no effort, and others had no reason to keep it.
Lin Luoran thought that there might be a tunnel, or something like a magic circle, which was in line with the imagination of the interstellar teleportation circle. But when she was blinded by the sudden soaring dazzling halo, and then opened her eyes slightly, what appeared in front of her was a huge towering monster suspended in the air.
...
At that time, people all over the world spoke with the same accent. They said, "Come, let us build a city and a tower whose top will reach to heaven, so that we may make a name for ourselves, lest we be scattered over the whole earth."
-"Genesis"