Beiyin Great Sage

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It turned out to be the case.

"Well……"

The light curtain froze, and Golden Eagle stared at the text above, saying:

"The Tongtian instrument also has a function, which is to use certain things to attract the world that has been engulfed by the ruins to fall nearby."

"What do you mean?" Valla was puzzled.

"That's right." Jin Ying thought for a while and said:

"Take something unique to that world, use the Tongtian instrument to amplify the traction, and then accelerate the fall of the world that has not yet fallen, and it will fall nearby."

"Like, my watch."

He took out a watch from his body and gestured:

"Or the blood on my body, because it is a special product of the earth, so it has a certain chance to attract the fragments of the earth..."

"Shut up!" Elder Zheng's face darkened:

"Don't even think about it!"

"What's the matter?" Golden Eagle shrugged:

"You and I know very well that the earth will fall sooner or later, and the fragments of the world will fall near us, and the eagle's nest can still take care of it."

"Fall somewhere else..."

"Near death!"

"And this is just a possibility, it may not be successful, at least judging from the records of this Tongtian instrument, the chance of success is not high."

"That won't work either!" Old Zheng stared at him intently:

"Don't move!"

"Well, we don't have enough source essence anyway." Golden Eagle curled his lips, and continued to move his gaze:

"There is one more coordinate..."

"what?"

"What's wrong?" The three looked over again.

"The coordinates were provided by people from Yao Chi." Jin Ying's eyes flickered and he said:

"According to the above description, the Gongzu used the technology of Yaochi to build a space transmission device here, which can send people countless light years away."

"When encountering the scourge of God, I am really powerless to resist, so I will send some people to escape!"

Space teleportation!

Light years!

How advanced was the technological level of the former workers?

This group of people is actually so afraid of the mysterious 'scourge'.

And how powerful is the mysterious organization 'Yaochi'? It can provide workers with technology and coordinates, and how strong should it be?

Workers, did anyone leave through there?

Where are the coordinates?

Where is the location of the transmission?

For an instant.

All kinds of questions came to mind one after another, even making Zhou Jia forget Yuan Xing who was close at hand for a while, and his mind was full of thoughts.

……

half a month.

Gone in a flash.

It's the annual water delivery ceremony again.

There are many waters and mountains in Hongze area. It can be said that there are six waters, three mountains and one field.

The water offering ceremony is to look forward to a good harvest this year.

Ouyang Hang, the lord of the city, presided over the ceremony.

On this day, starting from the early morning, the city was full of laughter and laughter. Countless merchants came from all directions and set up stalls in the city.

at dusk.

At the beginning of the lunar month, the city is still bustling.

Wing On Building.

On the tallest restaurant, Princess Zhao Nanxu sat in the middle. After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, her pretty face was also flushed.

"Master Ouyang, I don't know when that senior in your mansion will be free."

She lightly smiled and fanned away the smell of alcohol in front of her, and asked with a smile:

"Nan Xu came here this time, one is a sinner of the family, and the other is to visit the seniors, but it's a pity that he has never had the chance to meet."

"Princess atonement." Ouyang Hang lowered his head:

"The ancestor is old and frail, and has been bedridden all year round. It's not that he doesn't want to see the princess, but he is worried that his body will be dry, exhausted and dead, and the princess will be contaminated."

"I'm joking." Zhao Nanxu waved his hands again and again:

"It's Nan Xu's blessing to meet senior, so why would you mind these things?"

"This..." Ouyang Hang's eyes flickered:

"When I go back next time, I will definitely ask my ancestors."

"Okay." Zhao Nanxu nodded and raised his glass:

"I am waiting for the good news."

As he spoke, he drank it all in one gulp.

The wine poured into his stomach, and he couldn't help cursing the old fox in his heart.

Ouyang's family has a Dinghaishenzhen, who is over two Jiazi years old, and his cultivation level in the early years has reached the late stage of Heitie, and he was once known as Hopeful Silver.

Later, the silver was not yet achieved, but it had reached the peak of the black iron.

It's a pity that he is old and hasn't shown his face for decades. It is estimated that few people know that this person is still alive.

Zhao Nanxu knew very well that not only was he alive, but he was also alive and well. If he didn't move around, he would be fine for another 30 to [-] years.

Black Iron Peak.

No matter where it is placed, it is a first-class existence.

But Zhao Nanxu's trip was not to meet a master, but to get to know a certain senior of the royal family who passed away decades ago through this person.

This is a task given to her by someone.

Queer task.

It seems to be the same as what Zhao painstakingly done, involving the secrets of the Zhao family of the royal family.

"My lord, Chen Boyu, a student of Baishan Martial Arts School, has heard for a long time that Brother Yang's halberd technique is exquisite, and wished to see it for a while, I wonder if I can ask for a lesson today?"

The sound of drinking interrupted the whispering of everyone in the restaurant.

Xunsheng looked downstairs.

In the middle of the courtyard, a young man in white stood with his arms folded, looking towards a stone pavilion not far away with piercing eyes.

"Baishan Chen Boyu?"

A man walked out from under the stone pavilion, with a burly figure and a strong figure, holding a painted halberd in his hand, a sense of arrogance emerged:

"Why not!"

"Pick me up!"

As he said that, with a flick of his wrist, the halberd weighing hundreds of catties pierced through the void, pointing out cold stars all over the sky, and fell towards the young man in white.

"Baishan Martial Arts Hall is the most famous martial arts hall in the city. The master Chen Zhuan is from the inner school of Xuantian League, and he is good at boxing and light kungfu." Upstairs, Ouyang Hang saw that Zhao Nanxu was interested, and explained:

"This Chen Boyu is the son of the Guanzhu. Although he is not very old, he has reached the tenth rank of ordinary rank. After a few years of accumulation, he can try to attack the black iron."

"Yes." Zhao Nanxu nodded:

"Where is that person?"

"Yang Ting, this person is a casual cultivator, his martial arts skills are ominous, but his halberd technique is fierce and fierce, and it is likely to be related to the military." Ouyang Hang said:

"He is also at the tenth rank, and his background is superior, but he is not from Shicheng. He often wanders around the nearby cities, probably looking for super-quality sources."

"It really is an outstanding person." Zhao Nanxu's beautiful eyes flashed:

"In today's field, there are not a few such heroes. The city lord has made great achievements in his rule. In time, there will definitely be more and more black iron in the city."

"The princess is absurd."

Ouyang Hang humbly smiled and said:

"However, there are indeed many young talents in the city, and there are even top ten young masters in the market, all of whom are promising black irons."

"This is their own hard work, and the lower officials are ashamed of their reputation."

"Ten masters." Zhao Nanxu leaned forward lightly:

"Interesting, how many are there?"

"Chen Boyu is one of them." Ouyang Hang said:

"In addition, there are two disciples from the Su family, three people from Xiaolang Island, two young talents from the Tianhu Gang, and another casual cultivator..."

"Soul Slaying Knife, Tongjia Meteor Hammer, Nine Precepts Whip Technique, Route 81 Skystick..."

"The oldest of these people has just turned [-]. If it weren't for the rare source of super quality, I am afraid that some people have already tried to attack the black iron."

The tenth grade of the ordinary rank is still the ordinary rank after all.

Ouyang Hang only has a little understanding of the so-called top ten masters, after all, with his status, such people are not qualified enough to be noticed.

Zhao Nanxu thought of something and asked:

"They're all men?"

"Yes." Ouyang Hang nodded:

"There are also seven flying phoenixes, who are as famous as the top ten masters, and they are all women."

"However, the ranking of princesses is just a matter of hearing. They will be rotated every year. Although some people are not listed, they are even more outstanding."

"Oh!"

Zhao Nanxu raised his eyebrows:

"for example……"

"For example, Lei Mei, the leader of the Tianhu Gang." Ouyang Hang said:

"She has never been listed among them, but she suddenly got a black iron certificate, which can be said to shock many people's jaws."

"Lei Mei..." Zhao Nanxu was thoughtful:

"Where is Zhou Jia?"

"Zhou Jia."

Ouyang Hang's expression changed, and then he shook his head slightly:

"He's different from the others."

"How is it different?"

"Please look, princess."