Lu Sheng looked at a huge round hole on the ground from a distance, and remained silent.
Not because of anything else, but simply because this pit is too big.
More than twenty meters in diameter, the inside of the pit is as smooth as a mirror, and the soil and rocks were melted by high temperature, and condensed into strange black and yellow crystals.
Wisps of black smoke slowly drifted out from the pit.
People from the Bailian School were talking with several investigation teams formed by the Shangsanzhong, and they seemed to be defending something while standing by the pit.
There are many crowds gathered around, looking at the remaining traces of the pit. Lu Sheng scanned around and seemed to find a familiar face.
It was Yan Kai who met in Jiulian City. This guy was pulling a pretty little girl and talking helplessly, but the little girl kept pushing her head into the crowd with great interest, regardless of his feelings.
Seemingly noticing his gaze, Yan Kai looked around uncomfortably, and then unconsciously met Lu Sheng's gaze in the distance.
Pause for two seconds.
Yan Kai shivered suddenly, turned around and ran away. He dragged the little girl and ran all the way, and disappeared into the crowd after a few strokes.
“…….”
Lu Sheng's smile froze on his face. He originally planned to say hello to the other party, but now it seems... .
He touched his face inexplicably, is he so scary? At the beginning, he helped brother Yan Kai, but now he ran away like he saw a ghost, what does this mean
Ignoring Yan Kai, Lu Sheng glanced at the direction of the teacher Liu Shanzi and others from a distance, and they were also talking and introducing something to the pothole.
Seeing that they didn't seem to pay attention to him, Lu Sheng slowly leaned into the pothole, squatted down, and reached out and touched the edge lightly.
Hard, hot, and extremely smooth, three different feelings are quickly transmitted from the fingertips.
Withdrawing his finger, Lu Sheng looked at his index finger, there was a touch of off-white on it, as if it was stained with some kind of white ash.
The strange thing is that the white ash is still being absorbed by the skin continuously, and the skin that has absorbed the white ash quickly becomes wrinkled and loses luster, just like the fingers of an old man in his seventies and eighties.
"This is the power of the imperial axe?" Lu Sheng frowned. He wanted to know how different the power of the holy soldier was from his own.
In terms of strength alone, he must not be able to match it. Looking at the large crater with a diameter of more than 20 meters in the ground, you can see that it was formed in one go, rather than continuously bombarded.
And there are still traces of this gray powder inside. This trace... ..
"It's the same as the fragments in the pool of holy soldiers back then... My body has no power to resist it." Lu Sheng stretched out his ring finger again, and the magic energy and inner energy flowed to the finger at the same time, and then controlled the finger in a very small range Transformed into a state of yin and yang unity.
The originally slender human fingers quickly turned into terrifying black-armored claws as sharp as bayonets.
Taking advantage of no one's attention, Lu Sheng quickly touched the inner wall of the pothole.
The white ash stuck this time is almost the same as last time.
He wanted to see what would happen if he encountered this remnant of the holy soldier's power in his strongest state.
It's a pity that he was still disappointed.
The fingers that unite yin and yang and urge magic energy and inner energy at the same time, just last a little longer than before,
After sticking white ash before, it took five breaths for the fingers to become old. Now, it takes six breaths.
Quickly restore the fingers, a large amount of Aquarius Qi pours in to repair the aging index finger and ring finger, because they are not injured but completely aging, so it is equivalent to rebirth of a broken limb, and a large amount of Aquarius Qi is required to recover.
Lu Sheng used up all his strength before he repaired his fingers.
"The difference is only one breathing time." The result made him look a little ugly, "This means that my current full strength is not much stronger than the children of ordinary aristocratic families when facing holy soldiers.
To put it simply, facing holy soldiers, I am no different from other aristocratic children, they are all rubbish. "
This made him a little disappointed.
Originally, the happy mood because he had cultivated the magic heart way and would soon become a great master of the magic secret art quickly became urgent again.
"If the enemy who attacked that night can easily bring out the Holy Soldiers to fight, then there will be no less troubles in the future. We must prepare as soon as possible." Lu Sheng felt the threat, he stood up, and saw not far away The three chiefs at the third level were talking with each other, and all three of them were frowning, obviously also having a headache about this matter.
As the leader of this team, they would never have imagined that the Hundred Refining School, which can force the enemy to use a holy weapon, definitely hides a lot of secrets.
It's just how to face the Bailian School and dig out what you want to know is a problem.
This school, which was able to survive a single blow from the Holy Soldiers without much loss, seemed to be hidden in a thick fog.
Lu Sheng approached the teacher and the others. I happened to hear them talking about the Hundred Refining School.
"...In the second carriage, the curtains were always locked tightly, and no one ever went out. If it hadn't been for the surprise attack by the holy soldiers, the pale young man sitting in the carriage might not have shown up." He Xiangzi reported the situation seriously.
"Anyone who can fight against a holy soldier is at least a holy soldier. There is definitely a big secret in the two closed carriages of the Bailian school. The people in the investigation team said they would investigate, but later changed their words and said they would not investigate, and then dragged it to Now, it's over." Zhan Kongning added. "After the Bailian School has demonstrated such strength, it must be better to offend them if you go to the Triple Level School."
"I heard that the Bailian School went to the Northland a while ago. I don't know if I got some chance from the Northland?" The head of the Yuxiangmen School also arrived. A round fan with a green leaf embroidered on it. From time to time, I covered my mouth with a round fan and coughed a few times, as if I was feeling unwell.
"Qingye, haven't you recovered yet? There's no need to follow, the radiation here is very high, which is not conducive to your recovery." Liu Shanzi asked concerned.
"It doesn't matter." Qing Ye, the head of the Yuxiang Sect, smiled, and behind her were Yue Shengya, Li Xiuying and other women.
Yue Shengya also saw Lu Sheng, and winked mischievously at him.
Lu Sheng nodded slightly in return.
People from several schools gathered together and began to study the radiation traces left by the giant pit. They tried to touch the pit wall with their fingers one by one, but the result was the same as that of Lu Sheng, without any difference. It's all finger aging that can't be recovered.
You can only cut off your fingers completely and let them grow back.
"Speaking of which, Brother Lu, aren't you from the Northland? Have you ever heard about the Bailian School?" Zhan Kongning asked Lu Sheng in a low voice.
Lu Sheng shook his head: "At that time, I was mostly involved with ordinary people and ordinary forces, and I didn't have much negotiation with this level."
"I heard the news that the pothole before was caused by people from the Bailian School who used holy weapons to confront it head-on." Zhan Kongning seemed not to want others to know, but only narrated to Lu Sheng in a very low voice.
"A holy soldier too...?" Lu Sheng's heart froze. The pale young man in Beidi faintly thought of a possibility.
"What level was the Bailian School before?" He asked.
"Let's rank among the top three." Zhan Kongning replied honestly.
"That is to say, after he went to the Northland, his strength suddenly increased after he came back?" Lu Sheng confirmed.
"It should be..." Zhan Kongning pondered for a moment, then nodded slightly.
Lu Sheng squinted his eyes, he suddenly thought of the Zhen family that was said to have fled far away.
At the beginning, the Zhen family hurriedly abandoned the Red Whale Gang, gave up all the foundations of the Northland, and fled quickly with the Chilong Jie. It is said that they went to a foreign country.
But he was very skeptical. You must know that there are only two ways to go to a foreign country, from the north, one is to go to the Jurong Kingdom, and the other is to go out to sea by boat and sail to the depths of the ice ocean.
He didn't receive any clues about these two options. In the past, it was possible to use the reason that the aristocratic family may have many mysterious means, but now that I have more contact with it, I probably know that the aristocratic family's secret arts are all derived from the magic blade of the magic weapon, and there will be no strange things, and there are traces to follow.
In this way, Lu Sheng became suspicious. The original Zhen family might not have gone abroad at all, but hid in other places.
"But what does this have to do with me?" Lu Sheng suddenly stopped thinking, "Whether his Zhen family is hiding in the Bailian School, or went to other places, it has nothing to do with me.
I still want to think about how to fight against the power of the Holy Soldiers more realistically. "
Lu Sheng thought for a while, then took out a prepared jade box from his body, scraped some powder from the edge of the hole, put it into the jade box, and closed it carefully.
Perhaps we can start to understand how strong the root-level magic power of the magic blade of the magic weapon is from this weakened version of the holy weapon.
How big is the gap between Yuanli and Yuanyuan? This is what Lu Sheng wants to know most.
After investigating the traces left by the holy soldiers, the Qingyuan School of the Yuan Demon Sect and the Yuxiangmen joined together, quickly left the team and scattered in all directions.
Even if they were a few factions, they did not get together, but scattered everywhere, leaving at full speed in all directions.
The result was indeed as they expected, the journey was safe and without any trouble.
It's just that Lu Sheng and the others don't know that the real reason why they didn't bother to come to the door is not because the other party's target is not them, but for other reasons.
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Crash.
Water splashes.
A wet figure slowly crawled out of the river, holding a strange shimmering ax with a triangular emblem shining on it.
This man was a man, with festering and blackened wounds all over his body. The most frightening thing was that there was a green venomous thorn left by some kind of bug on his scalp, which almost penetrated his entire brain.
The man climbed onto the shore, turned over with difficulty, lay on his back on the shore, and let out a long sigh of relief.
He is on the Linhuan Road heading to the Magic Water Palace.
"Chongyuezi and the others are gone...unexpectedly...in order to win, the young master can do this..." He looked up at the white clouds and blue, and suddenly sighed with some melancholy.
"It's because you are too conceited and don't know how to flatter. Who can blame you?"
Behind him, two strange women, one black and one white, slowly appeared. They seemed to be standing there from the beginning, but they just turned from invisible to visible.
"Yeah, I'm too conceited. I thought that with the young master's pride, I shouldn't be able to do this." Lin Huandao smiled bitterly, "It seems that I overestimated him."
"What last words do you have?" the black woman said lightly.
"Last words?" Lin Huandao shook his head, "Nothing to say, Young Master Beikai can do it for himself. He thought everything would be fine if he killed me. He doesn't understand how powerful the family elders are. If they don't see it with their own eyes, he It will never be possible to understand...."
"You mean, you are not the only one beside the young master?" The white woman frowned and asked.
Lin Huandao smiled. "Give me a good time. Lin Huandao died in the battle of the surprise attack on the Magic Water Palace, so it's not bad to write it down, and you can also throw the blame to the Magic Water Palace."
The black woman was silent for a while.
"As you wish." She walked slowly towards Linhuan Road on the ground.