Joy of Life: I dressed as a woman and became the Queen of Northern Qi!

Chapter 336 Extra—The temple was blown up to the sky!
The far north.

Everywhere you look, it's covered with snow.

Along the way, I saw almost no living creatures.

Fan Xian wrapped himself in thick winter clothes and circulated his Qi throughout his body to dispel the bone-chilling cold.

At the same time, he looked around, looking for the so-called temple.

Behind him were three thousand great snow dragon riders.

He originally brought a large number of troops, but they all retreated on the way.

Only these three thousand Snow Dragon Riders were left to continue moving forward.

The coldness of this place is no longer suitable for living things to survive.

The Great Snow Dragon Rider, because of his cultivation, was able to dispel the cold for himself and the horse under him.

Otherwise, I'm afraid I will have to retreat with other troops.

"Uncle Wuzhu, this place doesn't look like there is a temple. Are we in the wrong place?"

Fan Xian rubbed his hands and mist kept coming out of his mouth as he spoke.

He was very happy when he received Chen Luo's order.

As for the temple, a place that only exists in legends.

No one is not curious, and he is no exception.

Especially since his mother Ye Qingmei just came out of the temple.

This made him even more curious about what the temple looked like.

Wu Zhu, with his face covered by a black cloth, held the iron rod and said expressionlessly: "He has no reason to lie."

Upon hearing this, Fan Xian nodded in agreement.

Wasn't the temple messenger who was captured on purpose wanted to destroy the temple?

Since you want them to destroy the temple, why would you lie?

"One hundred men in a team, spread out to search, and remember to leave flags as marks along the way!"

"Once you find the target, send a signal immediately!"

"If we don't find it within an hour, we will all return and make sure we are safe!"

After the order was given, the Great Snow Dragon Riders did not respond but dispersed at an extremely fast speed.

Fan Xian was not surprised by this, as he had been used to seeing it along the way.

There's nothing we can do about it, he's just a surrendered minister.

The ability to command elite troops like the Great Snow Dragon Cavalry depended on Chen Luo's orders.

Otherwise, the Snow Dragon Rider would definitely not even pay any attention to him.

The Great Snow Dragon Riders had extremely high execution capabilities, and soon, fireworks exploded in the sky.

Fan Xian was delighted when he saw this: "It's been a month, and we finally found it!"

"I want to see what's so special about this so-called temple!"

While they were talking, the scattered Snow Dragon Riders had gathered together again.

In less than an incense stick of time, the Great Snow Dragon Riders had assembled, except for the team that sent the signal, which had not yet returned.

Such execution ability made Fan Xian sigh inwardly again.

The defeat of Emperor Qing's army of 200,000 strong was not unjust at all!
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The temple is located high on the top of the mountain.

There was white snow all around, and the road up the mountain was also covered with snow.

However, this cannot stop the speed of the Snow Dragon's riding forward.

The white cavalry stepped on the white snow. From a high vantage point, all you could see was a piece of white heading up the mountain at a very fast speed.

The gate of the temple was closed, and for some reason there was no snow in front of the gate.

Fan Xian was amazed and looked at the gate of the temple, his curiosity could not be hidden.

"My fellow swordsmen, this temple doesn't have the right to entertain guests. We are sorry to trouble you to come here uninvited!"

Before he finished speaking, six figures flew out from nowhere.

Dense sword energy poured out.

‘Boom~’

After a dull thud, the tightly closed temple door was chopped into pieces.

Fan Xian, who witnessed the whole process, shook his head repeatedly.

Even though I've seen the power of the Six Sword Slaves, I still feel amazed every time I see them.

The sword energy that was swung out was probably close to that of a grandmaster, right?
He is worthy of being able to suppress the Grand Master!
"Who trespassed into the temple?"

The emotionless voice came from far away.

Several temple messengers dressed in black and blindfolded with black cloth flew out.

In their hands they all held the iconic iron chisel.

Before Fan Xian could even open his mouth, the six sword slaves had already taken action.

As the sword light flashed, several temple messengers were disintegrated.

It was a real disintegration, as if it was torn apart by five horses.

Seeing this scene, Fan Xian clicked his tongue and shook his head: "Irritable, little irritable!"

"Why are you provoking them for no reason? Don't you know you can't win?"

After the teasing, Fan Xian and Wu Zhu entered the temple.

The Great Snow Dragon Riders entered in an orderly manner and quickly stationed themselves in various places.

In the blink of an eye, the temple courtyard was completely under control.

"There's nothing special about this temple. If I had to say anything... it's pretty modern!"

"Uncle Wuzhu, do you remember anything?"

Fan Xian asked casually after squatting on the ground to check, but he did not get a response from Wu Zhu for a long time.

When I looked up, I saw Wuzhu staring blankly at the hall in front of him.

Seeing this, Fan Xian also turned his gaze to the hall in front.

Without him saying anything, the six sword slaves had already rushed forward, raised their swords and smashed the gate into pieces.

Looking at another gate where someone sacrificed his life heroically.

Fan Xian silently mourned for a moment for the temple, then took Wu Zhu into the main hall.

As soon as he entered the hall, Fan Xian's face began to twitch involuntarily.

The familiar things in front of him made him dream back to the 21st century.

"Computer?"

"It's really a combination of technology and hard work!!"

I saw a huge mainframe placed in the hall, and a huge light curtain in front.

The buzzing sound of the electric current and the colorful light all speak for themselves.

This thing...is just a big computer!

Compared to Fan Xian's astonishment and speechlessness, Wu Zhu and the Six Sword Slaves were on high alert.

They all held their weapons and pointed them forward.

The next moment, the light curtain lit up.

A pair of red eyes and mouth appeared on the light screen.

But... no face.

"You shouldn't have come here, and you shouldn't have stopped me."

"Everything I do is for the world. I am trying to get the world back on track as it should be."

"Your self-righteousness will bring destruction to this world."

The mechanical voice had no emotional ups and downs, but one could hear a sense of anger in it.

This anger was not only directed at Fan Xian and others who broke into the temple.

It is also about Chen Luo who changed the situation in the world.

Originally everything was under its control, until Chen Luo appeared, everything changed!

Everything was out of his control.

By the time it discovered and wanted to eliminate Chen Luo as a variable, it was already too late.

Now they are being beaten right at their doorstep!

Fan Xian stroked his chin and looked at the huge machine quietly.

After a while, he suddenly said, "You are an artificial idiot... an intelligent being, right?"

"Those temple messengers are all artificial intelligence. My mother Ye Qingmei who left the temple..."

As if he had thought of something, Fan Xian's expression changed several times.

I even pinched my arm subconsciously to make sure I felt some pain, which made me feel more at ease.

The temple is full of robots. Could Ye Qingmei be an exception?

If Ye Qingmei is also a robot, then what is he as Ye Qingmei's son?
Human-machine?
"I know what you're thinking, but you're wrong."

"Ye Qingmei is a cultivated embryo, just a person who has been awakened."

"The same is true for you. You and she are both awakened."

"You come from that place, you should know the meaning of my existence, don't you agree with it?"

"This is an order issued by you humans."

The mechanical voice continued to sound, answering Fan Xian's doubts while also sounding somewhat bewitching.

Now it has no way out.

The temple messenger couldn't stop it, and it itself couldn't move.

The only hope is Fan Xian.

As long as Fan Xian can be persuaded to turn against them, there is still hope.

It can even restore order and restore the world to its control.

"Oh~ the one who has been awakened~."

Fan Xian spoke with a drawling tone, and at the same time gave a look to the Six Sword Slaves and Wu Zhu.

He had just taken a step back when the Six Sword Slaves and Wu Zhu beside him had already flown past.

Swords flashed and flames appeared everywhere.

"Holding a chopper to cut the wire, all the way with a lightning bolt!"

"I've seen it all, General Que!"

Fan Xian retreated behind the door and shook his head repeatedly as he looked at the scene inside.

What is artificial intelligence and not artificial intelligence.

Still fooling him?

It's so funny. Not to mention that he won't be fooled, even if he could be fooled, what can he do about it?
Maybe he was fooled just now.

Soon his head was chopped off along with this artificial idiot!

These six sword slaves said they came out to assist him, but everyone knew that there was a sense of supervision involved.

He was afraid that if he made any wrong move, six swords would be on his neck in the next second.

The kind that even Wuzhu can’t stop!
"Hehe, only a fool would play with a man who is artificially mentally retarded like you!"

Thinking about how he was almost killed by this broken thing, Fan Xian couldn't help but curse a few words.

He no longer looked at the scene where sparks were flying inside, but started wandering around other places.

Soon, they arrived at a locked room.

The door is made of special material, a bit like an isolation door.

It just lacks a triangular warning symbol.

Otherwise he would have thought that a movie was being filmed here.

Well, CT room.

Fan Xian gathered his domineering energy in his palm and opened the door lock with a slight effort.

Push the door open and the light inside will automatically light up.

Everywhere you look, there are jars of petri dishes.

There was a humanoid creature in the petri dish.

If you look closely, you can see that these creatures are still breathing, with their chests rising and falling.

If Chen Luo were here, he would be able to tell at a glance that these things are not human!
To be precise, these things are temple messengers!
They looked exactly like those temple messengers who were killed before!
It is obviously a body that is used by the temple messenger!

Fan Xian was not stupid. He looked at it for a while with a gloomy expression and then he figured it out.

After all, the temple has existed for who knows how long.

Even the most sophisticated machinery can be damaged.

What's more, the temple messengers have to be sent out all the time.

This increases the possibility of damage.

Therefore, it is necessary to prepare replacement temple messengers.

If the Temple Messenger is damaged outside, a new body can be activated.

Then transfer the necessary information to their new bodies.

That will create new Temple Heralds.

The temple has continued to operate in this way for many years.

“It’s really high-tech!”

"Unfortunately, even the most advanced technology is a bit anti-human."

Fan Xian walked around twice, and after making sure that there were no real humans inside, he left.

He felt creepy after staying in here for a long time.

When I went out, I saw Six Sword Slaves and Wu Zhu had been waiting for a long time.

Obviously the big lump has been broken into pieces.

It seemed as if it sensed the demise of the so-called god in the temple.

Heavy snow fell from the sky, and the snowflakes fell gracefully as if they were dancing.

Fan Xian raised his hand and let the snowflakes fall into his palm.

When the snowflakes come into contact with the temperature of the human body, they turn into water in an instant.

"The Queen has ordered that the temple be destroyed upon discovery!"

"I, Northern Qi, only need the temple to be a legend, not its real existence!"

"After the snow stops, light a fire to burn the temple. Before that, find something flammable!"

"When the snow stops and we leave the temple, it will be reduced to ashes!"

Upon receiving the order, the Snow Dragon Riders did not hesitate and went directly to collect things that could be ignited.

The branches that can be found outside have been soaked in snow and are definitely difficult to ignite.

But many things in the Temple of Fortune are made of wood.

They dismantled the things, piled them up in various places in the temple, and poured kerosene that they had brought with them on top.

Everything is ready and the weather is good.

The heavy snow stopped at some point.

Fan Xian had no intention of staying here any longer.

Who knows what kind of weird stuff might come out of here.

To be on the safe side, it’s better to burn it.

But considering that there are even guns like Barrett in the temple.

There might not be any bombs or something like that.

With this fire, the temple will surely burn down, but they may also ascend to heaven.

so···

"Uncle Wuzhu, I'm counting on you!"

The temple was more than ten miles away, and Fan Xian handed the fire starter to Wu Zhu with a solemn face.

He reminded him carefully several times and asked him to drop the fire starter and run away using his light Kung Fu.

Don't hesitate!
After seeing that Wuzhu had remembered everything, he felt relieved to let Wuzhu go.

Soon, smoke rose from the temple ahead.

In the blink of an eye, the temple was surrounded by flames.

Wu Zhu also listened to Fan Xian, dropped the tinderbox and ran back as fast as he could.

'boom! ! ! ’

The sky-shaking explosion was accompanied by mushroom-shaped smoke rising up.

The aftermath of the explosion made the Snow Dragon Rider unable to stand steadily and his ears felt tinnitus.

Fan Xian, who was well prepared, was so shocked that his jaw dropped.

He didn't feel relieved until he saw Wuzhu return safely.

"That's great! The temple really flies up to the sky and becomes a 'temple'!"

"Your Highness is right. This kind of thing exists only in legends. It is good enough to give the people spiritual sustenance. If it really exists, it will be a trouble!"

"This matter is settled. Return to the capital to report!"

Fan Xian bowed respectfully to the six sword slaves: "Please go back and report in advance, sirs!"

"Everyone, we'll see you in Beijing!"

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