Punish one lucky spectator at random

Really glass!

As fake replacement glass.

Li Wenqiang looked at the entire Heijing Basin again, and gradually there was some panic in his eyes.At this time, he dared to be [-]% sure that this place was definitely not formed naturally!

Absolutely not.

Glass is abundant in the whole basin?

How could there be natural glass?

It's not glass!

When Li Wenqiang was on the earth, he knew that after a nuclear explosion, such a light black glass-like object would appear in a large area in the center of the explosion.

That's because the high temperature reached hundreds of millions of degrees at the moment of the nuclear explosion, melting the rocks, sand, and soil of the earth in an instant, and then forming glass after cooling.

And here is a basin.

Kind of like a bomb crater!

Li Wenqiang couldn't help having a terrifying conjecture in his mind: "Here, it must have been hit by an atomic bomb, right?"

But after thinking about it carefully, Li Wenqiang overturned this idea again.

Here is the cultivation world!

This is the Tongtian Realm.

How could there be such a world-destroying weapon?Li Wenqiang is not denying that there was no possibility of such technology or civilization in ancient times, assuming that it was a technological society tens of thousands of years ago, or tens of thousands of years ago?

But he still overturned this conjecture.

Because... there is no need.

Things like nuclear bombs are weapons of destruction for the people on earth.

But cultivators... are afraid that it will be a hammer.

Everyone can cultivate and have the ability to communicate with heaven and earth.Still need nukes?Still need a hot weapon?It is no exaggeration to say that as long as a cultivator reaches the golden core stage, it is basically difficult to kill him with technological weapons that humans can imagine.Unless sneak attack.

So very tasteless.

So it can't be this conjecture...

Then there is only another guess.

When Li Wenqiang was guessing, Lang Ye said inadvertently:

"There is a legend about our Black Crystal Basin."

"What legend?"

"It is said that a long, long time ago, there were gods who fought here. One is the God of War and the other is the God of War. The God of War is 99 feet high. The God of War is 98 feet high. ..."

More than 9 feet?

Li Wenqiang asked seriously: "Benefactor Wolf, has anyone measured it?"

Lang Ye smiled: "No way...that's God of War, who dares to measure his height?"

Li Wenqiang frowned and asked, "Then how do you know that one is 99 feet tall and the other is 999 feet tall? How do you know that they are only one foot off?"

Langye's tone froze, and he thought to himself, this is a problem.

Li Wenqiang asked again: "Did Tongtian God of War win?"

"How does the holy monk know? Have you heard this legend?"

"No... His name and height won. In general myths and legends, those with the word 'sky' in their names are all positive characters. Those who are taller and taller usually win in the end."

Lang Ye was surprised: "You are too powerful, holy monk. How do you know that Tongtian God of War is a patron saint of justice?"

Li Wenqiang: "...You continue to talk, and then?"

Lang Ye said again: "In order to maintain the justice of the world, the Tongtian God of War fought against the Thorough God of War for 99 days. He finally defeated the Thorough God of War. After the Thorough God of War fell to the ground, the Tongtian God of War descended from the sky with a pair of giant fists, carrying The flames that incinerated countless evil descended on the earth. It hit here, and a big pit was smashed out here, which is today's Black Crystal Basin."

Look beyond the surface.

A thoughtful look flashed in Li Wenqiang's eyes: "Giant fist, high temperature fire, basin, glass..."

That's right.

Li Wenqiang looked at the terrifying basin in awe, in a trance:

"Maybe, there really was a terrifying battle between gods and men here. What kind of cultivation is this? One punch smashed out a basin with a radius of several thousand miles, at least... it must have reached the Mahayana stage of ten revolutions, right? "

"That's right. Turn eight up, can it still be called Mahayana stage? Shouldn't it be called a cultivator..."

"..."

ps: Some friends said, why did Hugeer become a three-turn Mahayana stage overnight?

Hmm... let me explain this.I forgot to write it down, I remember it was three rounds, huh?Why was it the second turn before?Here is my problem.

Well, since it has been written, it has been written.Then he is at the third turn Mahayana stage.

Let's assume that what kind of adventure Hugeer got during this period (although I didn't write it out), and suddenly he ascended from the ground to the Mahayana period for three turns.Well, that's it, from now on, Tiger Geer will be in the Mahayana stage of the third turn!

Chapter 247: A Heavy Responsibility

Black Crystal Basin, Guard House.

Langye's resident guard mansion occupies an area the size of a city, about ten square kilometers.In other words, this was originally a city.

There are various cultivators among them, and it is a city composed of cultivators.

When Li Wenqiang and his party arrived here, the civilians in the entire guard mansion had spontaneously organized a welcoming team.

Look forward along the sides of the street.

Although they are ordinary people, the people here are all cultivators, they are not real ordinary people.

"I heard that the Great Tang Sage is coming?"

"Yes, it's coming soon. I'm also a Buddhist."

"Me too. Ever since the Buddhist culture was spread in the Raksha Kingdom, I feel that I was born to do this."

"Our village has already built a Buddhist temple. After the great Tang monk comes, he will be invited to our village to give lectures."

"What sutra?"

"The teaching of Jin Chanzi is how to save the world."

"Everyone, to be honest, I also have a dream of saving the world."

"..."

A group of people were waiting to chat, when suddenly, a child pointed to the sky: "Come, come, come. The holy monk is coming."

Everyone raised their heads in a clatter, and they saw a dark cloud descending from the sky.Everyone is confused:

"It's not a legend, is the holy monk going to the west to learn scriptures on foot? Why did he fly here again?"

"I don't know, maybe the legend is wrong."

"I feel that the holy monk should have had to fly to the sky."

"Perhaps there are people in Heijing Basin who are in urgent need of help, so maybe that's the case."

"It makes sense, welcome!"

While speaking, the sound of gongs and drums sounded.

A group of bare-chested comprehension men beat drums and gongs.There are experienced women in white clothes fluttering into the sky, throwing holy flower petals from the sky.The entire guard mansion is magnificent.

All the people who participated in welcoming the holy monk were full of pride. They thought that this was the closest they were to the gods.

It is well known that holy monks love holy women.And the Heijing Basin of the Che Chi Country is far more humane than the Raksha Country.

The saintesses of the Raksha Kingdom are chosen by the king.

However, Che Chiguo chose to sign up voluntarily, and the staff of the Guard House approved it.

A wonderful girl with bright eyes and bright teeth about sixteen or seventeen years old came to the guard mansion and said timidly: "I, I also want to be a saint, to welcome the arrival of the saint monk."

The guard's staff hesitated for a moment: "You have a pretty face..."

The girl turned her head shyly, and muttered, "I was born for a holy monk."

The guards then shook their heads and sighed: "But you are not an experienced person."

The girl pouted aggrievedly: "But..."

Before he finished speaking, a wrinkled, thick-backed mature woman came over. Although she was missing a few front teeth due to her age, she could vaguely see the outstanding demeanor of her youth in her smile and frown:

"Little girl, there is no such thing. You are not a qualified person, so I accept this quota with a smile. Hahaha, let me try to get closer to the gods. If you have close contact with the holy monk, you can also gain the holy light."

The little girl looked at the old woman, and lowered her head aggrieved: "But I always have a hunch that the holy monk actually likes me like this."

The guard's man laughed loudly: "Girl, this is your illusion."

Turning his head, the guards stopped talking to the little girl and asked the old woman, "Your year?"

The old woman laughed, "I'm already six hundred years old this year."

The guard's eyes lit up: "That's six thousand years old. It's just you, the holy monk will like you."

The old woman lowered her head shyly: "I dreamed last night that the holy monk liked me and had close contact with me."

The guard man joked: "Don't talk about zero distance, with your looks, you may even have a negative distance."

"Lend your blessings."

"Come on, put on this holy white dress. Put on this holy flower basket. When the holy monk arrives, you will throw flower petals from the air. Create a beautiful scene."

"Ok."

"..."

The girl looked at the [-]-year-old 'mature' woman flying into the air with sadness and envy, and murmured: "But, I also want to have a chance to meet the holy monk, hey, when will I be able to do it? How could the holy monk like it so much? Hey..."

'Ah Choo'

In the sky, Li Wenqiang sneezed and looked around, who scolded me?

It happened that Bai Yu turned her head and smiled at her, Li Wenqiang looked at her with a fake smile, it must be you!

Little vixen, the journey to the west is far away, and there are no scriptures to take.When there are many lonely men and widows on this journey westward, don't be arrogant...

"Holy Monk, it's time to go to the Guard House. It is the most prosperous tribe in the Black Crystal Basin."

As he spoke, Langye stood by the cloud and pointed down.

Li Wenqiang rode on Ju Fat'er's back and looked down, and indeed he saw a scene of prosperity.

Compared with the capital of Rakshasa, it is not much better.And here, there are even skyscrapers.

It cannot be said to be a building.

In short, it is a very tall building.There are many people living in this building, but the building has no door.There is no elevator either.

There are only one window after another, and the people living in it are all flying around in the clouds.This kind of high-rise residential building is quite in line with urbanization construction.It also provided a stable guarantee for the gd of the guard's mansion to surpass other cities in Chechi country.

——This is what Li Wenqiang thought.

At the same time, Li Wenqiang also took out the Tongtian Mountain and River Classic on Ju Fat'er's back and recorded:

"The Raksha Country is four thousand miles west. It is the Chechi Country of Tongtian Realm. The Heijing Basin is thousands of feet deep and has a radius of four thousand miles. There are many people in the Heijing Basin and a lot of money, and there is 'Heijing'. Heijing is the name of the ancient god. Dai Qiang raised his eyes, only to see that the distant sky was full of women in white clothes with ethereal celestial spirit. They were extremely holy, but each of them was a 'mature' woman.

Seeing so many "mature" women, Li Wenqiang couldn't help but fell into deep thought, and added a few more strokes to the book:

"There are no beasts in the land, and there are many people. People regard old women as good things. They can be seen everywhere, and there are thousands of old women."

'Crack' to close the notebook.

Li Wenqiang took the Shanhejing back into the storage ring again.

Although he shoulders the heavy responsibility of learning from scriptures.But he still did not forget his own job, becoming a hiker across the Tongtian Realm, recording the human geography, water conservancy, customs, species, and habits in the Tongtian Realm.

He hasn't forgotten that he needs to send messages back through spells every once in a while.He never forgot that he wanted to update himself!

Although he has recently added several posts because of the important task of learning scriptures, although he is very busy, and he is circling inside the enemy.But he still won't forget to update, Wen Qiang still has this bit of professional ethics...