Archfiend Chapter 593: : Door (4)

"The ancestors..." He looked at the endless passage: "What are you hiding inside?"

"Demons, sects, Quetzalcoatl... so many legends are related to it. It...maybe more than just a ‘front line’, right?"

"Only I can find the place designated by the owner." Cerberus' eyes flickered: "Canine monsters have a sense of smell thousands of times that of ordinary dogs. As long as the key and the door are together, the Tower of Babel is It will really open and be pulled out of the eternal void. It won’t work without one."

Xu Yangyi pondered.

I thought that the key would guide the location of the Tower of Babel. It seems that I was thinking too simple. Such a mythical thing, if it were so easy to find, it would not have been without a trace for thousands of years.

The key is divided into twelve blocks, and even if the keys are collected, the ruins thousands of years ago cannot be found. The door was the only one who died in modern times, and he personally went to the Tower of Babel, and even participated in it. Controlled by the earth-shaking demon king. After that battle, the world changed drastically, high-ranking monks could no longer appear, and the gods retreated. No one can threaten the status of a great devil like the Jie faction.

Because of the great changes in the world, the keys were handed over to the Twelve Families by the descendants of the Twelve Apostles. After the war, the peace was settled, the benefits were divided, and the short-term peace was broken. Thousands of years after the war, the Twelve Families were in separate formations. Coupled with the deliberate cover-up of the intentional people, there is no time for the fragments of Machu Picchu's solar disk to gather.

"It's just one link after another." He raised his head and sighed: "There is absolutely something in the Tower of Babel, something that is vital to the earth and even the real martial arts, so that the monks did not want to let it Any posterity finds him and hides desperately. Those ancestors almost expected all the consequences after the war between the two worlds. I am now wondering whether it is true that the Jie faction stole the'where the gate' is?"

"Or...someone wants all the clues to be separated. Deliberately let him take it away?"

The more he thinks about it, the more he thinks it is possible. At the beginning, but Jiang Taigong, Zhang Daoling and other Dao ancestor-level old monsters, Western Moses, Hercules and other first generation saints were still there. Even if Solomon's Code ranks the first column, Baal, the King of East Hell, who commanded the 66th Legion of Hell evil spirits, would not be possible!

However, it doesn't matter anymore. What's important is that he solved the last question.

That is the second meaning of this map drawn by Jie Pai. Why is he not afraid of others seeing it? To find the Tower of Babel? Discover the forbidden secrets on the earth and destroy his connection with the real martial arts?

Because he has mastered the position of the "door", only the key and the door are together to see the real Tower of Babel. That map is for Cerberus to see. But now, by mistake, the key and the door were all taken by myself. The amount of information is not equal, the Jie faction is suspicious, and can't fully believe in others, so that his back hand, Cerberus, has no idea that the master is dead, and is still planning to enter the holy war to find the master.

"Brother..." Zhao Ziqi was hesitant to speak in his mind, and finally coughed: "Are you making up for your brain?"

"...this is called inference...and emotion."

"Is this different?

Xu Yangyi decided to give up arguing about this issue and looked at Cerberus: "You can pin it on something and let me take it away."

He is already anxious to enter the Tower of Babel.

The light watcher, his own life experience, the battle that may be coming, everything, there is an answer there.

Cerberus was about to speak, Xu Yangyi said lightly: "Except for the box."

"Huh!" Cerberus snorted coldly, and the huge body began to gradually shrink, and finally, it turned into a black crystal, floating in the air.

"Take it... Don’t forget to imprison my body. This thing is called the Devil’s Heart. As long as you feel your aura is hostile to me, it will immediately explode. How powerful...furfurfur... , Don’t want to be against me. The master said that only I can find the position of the eyes."

Xu Yangyi didn't say anything, let alone any promise, put the crystal into the storage ring, and immediately rushed out of the passage.

I don't know how long it took. When the footsteps stepped on the yellow sand again, the fresh air rushed into the lungs. Both he and Zhao Ziqi couldn't help but take a few deep breaths.

"Brother, are you afraid that he will cheat?"

"He must have concealed something, and the purpose of going to the Tower of Babel is by no means simple. Don't worry, Ziqi, I have never looked down upon any opponent. Even if it is the Jie faction who has been dead for hundreds of years, he is still alive. At that time, you are the Sixteen Pillar Demon King." Xu Yangyi thought and said: "However, we need it now, and we can’t turn our face with it. At least let it lead us to the Tower of Babel."

After the rest, the first thing he did was to call Chu Zhaonan. Now it is not the time to meet, Jerusalem is too dangerous.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, a plane flew directly from Israel to New York. Xu Yangyi really didn't want to fly by himself. It seemed that there was only a three-day trip to Jerusalem. The tension and the momentary flavor made him want to take a good rest now.

On the plane, Zhao Ziqi blinked his eyes and watched Xu Yangyi having fun with a foreign child, and suddenly asked: "Brother, if you don't practice anymore, what are you going to do?"

Xu Yangyi seemed to be in a daze without answering. After a long time, he said: "It is impossible not to practice."

"Why?" Zhao Ziqi said in amazement: "So tired and so dangerous, why should we practice?"

"It's very simple, because I don't want to let people dominate my life." Xu Yangyi returned the child to the other's parents, closed his eyes, and said calmly but very firmly: "I'm different from you...I'm in the Qi refining period , I have gone through too many dangers that may only be encountered in the Golden Core Stage. At that time, I knew that if you want to live in this cultivation world, and live better, only your own fists are the most reliable."

Zhao Ziqi hesitated for a while, still said: "Nanzhou?"

"It's an explosion, but everything that happened before tells me this." Xu Yangyi opened his eyes slightly and looked at the white clouds outside the window: "You know, some people are eager to enjoy glory and prosperity because they haven't encountered these Things that make them change. The truth and truth of the spiritual world have been told to us in the first spiritual world."

He squeezed his fist lightly: "Whether it is a spiritual civilization or an ancient repair age, the fist is the king. Now, it's just covered with a fig leaf. I think any aspiring monk , After he really encounters something that makes him transformed, he will be like me, catch up."

"Unwilling to be mediocre is something in everyone's bones. In the spiritual world, it is infinitely magnified."

He closed his eyes again and rested.

For a long time, Zhao Ziqi whispered softly: "Brother, if... if you break through that supreme barrier..."

"Ziqi." Xu Yangyi said firmly: "Not if."

"But I will definitely break through this barrier."

Zhao Ziqi nodded: "At that time, you were really on the same level as the governor and minister, and you would have to raise them by one head... You are not in the mortal world all the time, and you don't know how awesome the real Jindan is. In a word, the entire spiritual world will study it. With one order, I don’t know how many sects are willing to go through fire and water for you. One requirement, the national capital will be extremely important."

Xu Yangyi tick the corner of his mouth: "Of course I know."

Real Jindan, even if the governor meets, he must be a child.

Not a level creature.

He came to the Kaiyun Realm before he built the foundation, and he couldn't understand this at all. He has been separated from the world of cultivation and civilization for too long. Otherwise, he should now lead a city, sitting in a leisurely office like Qianbun did at the beginning, and he would say nothing. Instead of running around on the plane.

However, he does not regret it.

How can you get to this step without the experience of the foundation period? I am afraid that Huaxia had never expected that a monk who thought he was dead would be the Supreme Golden Core before returning to Huaxia. The original promise, which seemed so far away, is now so close.

It's just a shot.

"The Tower of Babel is the foot of this seat!"

The plane flew very quickly, and after a few hours, it arrived in New York.

He didn't notify anyone, the first thing was not to report. Instead, he rented a small hotel more than ten kilometers away from New York, backed by a small lake, and rested for a full week before heading back to New York.

Next, there is no time to rest.

He must be in his best condition to meet the squally showers that follow.

When he came to St. John's Cathedral, he was praying. He followed in the worship crowd and walked into the chapel together.

He covered up his aura, and there are so many people today. And many of them were whispering and excited.

"I heard that Lord Lawrence is going to stay in St. John's Cathedral for a month." "Yes~IndoMTL.com~I came here on purpose. I heard that he can be promoted to cardinal in the Vatican, but he hasn't Take over." "It is really lucky for me to receive such apostolic blessing."

Lawrence?

Xu Yangyi saw the other person in the crowd at a glance. He could fully understand the other person's anxiety and sleepless eyes waiting in St. John's Cathedral. The estimated three days have passed several times earlier, and I haven't written back to the other party yet, I'm afraid the other party is crazy.

It's also because the old **** stick now has an expression of "You love the Holy Father, I love you". This kind of effort, at least compared to the monks who are still "young and energetic", can't learn it.

The white-robed Lawrence is very conspicuous among a group of black priests, and the priestly robe outlined by gold thread appropriately highlights his extraordinary status. Xu Yangyi let out a hint of spiritual energy, and suddenly, several priests around Lawrence looked over.

Lawrence followed, his old and loving face was taken aback for a moment, and then, an expression of ecstasy appeared in his eyes, and a sincere smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. After eagerly sending away the believers in front of him, the white robe came to Xu Yangyi with the fastest speed. Then, took his hand and left.

"Boom boom boom..." Inside St. John's Cathedral, doors closed as he passed by, and the clergy left immediately knowingly. A few minutes later, Lawrence and Xu Yangyi were standing under the crucifix. Lawrence's wrinkled hands pressed against his chest and took a few deep breaths before asking in a trembling voice: "How?"

"Fortunately, I did not humiliate my life." Xu Yangyi arched his hands, a sudden excitement, all over his body in an instant.

He knew, and said this sentence. It's like getting out of the sheath with a sharp sword.

Europe and the United States, the top ten families will soon rush to this thousand-year-old grave with him.