Chronicles of Heaven Chapter 61: Recruitment (9)
Wa Palace, on the blood jade skull in Wu Jin's hand, three lights shook slightly.
Curled up in the dimly lit mine, holding the crystal brain left by the old iron in both hands, the sleeping Wu Tie suddenly woke up.
A faint joy grows from my heart.
In the center of the eyebrows, because of the injection of a large amount of information, the huge amount of information is directly branded in the mind, so that the golden light group that consumes 90% of it vibrates slightly.
The primordial energy in the air constantly gushes out, turning into a shining stream visible to the naked eye and pouring from the top of Wutie's head. Because of the joy of the heart, the qi and blood of the whole body became extremely active, the qi and blood energy and the vital energy were mixed, and Haoran was exercised and hammered by the righteous qi time and time again.
A ray of golden light bred from the energy of qi and blood, pouring into the center of the eyebrows, and injected into the golden light cluster.
Originally, Wu Tie's soul power was as powerful as a hundred ordinary people. This time the information engraving burned 95% of his total soul, leaving only the total soul equivalent of five ordinary people.
But the total amount of souls of the remaining five people is extremely pure and pure, like a small mass of mercury suspended between the eyebrows, condensed and heavy, each strand of it is strong and hard to destroy.
After this tempering, the soul's essence has suddenly risen to several major levels.
It becomes very difficult for an ascended soul to "repair and grow". The strands of golden light continued to pour into the center of the eyebrows, but the golden light did not move at all and did not increase at all.
Wu Tie is not anxious either.
After so many things, especially after Lao Tie fell into an unknown deep sleep in front of him, his xinxing was refined.
He became calmer and calmer, with a faint tolerance for seeing through life and death.
The total amount of soul consumed 95%, and the range covered by the invisible force field collapsed to fifty meters again.
But within a radius of 50 meters, the trail of a grain of dust is clearly visible. The world within 50 meters is like a world of glazed crystals, with all the movement and quiet in my heart, and the degree of mastery is a hundred times higher than before.
There was noisy in my mind, countless weird words and patterns rolled back and forth, and it took a while to settle down.
There are a lot of things that can’t be ‘flipped’, and a little touch of the brain will cause a tingling pain.
Only some simple, basic things can be easily accessed.
Wu Tie groaned for a while, he grabbed a stone and rubbed it on the ground fiercely, and a spark spurted out suddenly.
"Control!"
The invisible force field moved slightly, and Wu Tie let out a low voice.
He squeezed a strange handprint with his right hand, and pointed at the spark.
A fist-sized firelight spurted out of the sparks, and a few thin elements in the firelight twisted and condensed into a simple flame rune. The flame expanded rapidly to the size of a human head, and then stabilized.
According to the law, the flames of the other eight regiments burst out soon.
Under the control of the invisible force field, the fire of the nine groups hovered above Wutie's head in the shape of a nine palace, emitting a slightly reddish fire to illuminate the entire mine room.
There was a flash of metallic reflection on the ground.
Wu Tie lowered his head, where there was originally half of Old Tie's head.
Lao Tie's head finally shattered, and the countless colorful streamers in his brain finally condensed into a small crystal brain.
I thought that the old iron just disappeared.
Unexpectedly, he actually left a little gadget.
Wu Tie pulled out a thin, pale white chain that was more than two feet long from the thin metal residue on the ground. The chain is extremely thin, only half the thickness of mung beans, with delicate hooks at both ends, and a small metal spider-shaped pendant in the middle.
The body of the metal spider is very small, and the arms and legs are very slender.
Wu Tie looked at the shape of the metal pendant, grabbed Old Tie's crystal brain, and gently moved it up.
Several metal arms and legs closed with ‘ding’, fixing the crystal brain of the old iron on the pendant.
"Old Tie...You are very thoughtful. I am still worried that I will lose you."
Wu Tie smiled with satisfaction, hung the chain around his neck, and carefully tightened the delicate hooks at both ends. He pulled this thin chain vigorously, from a few hundred kilograms of strength to tens of thousands of kilograms, the chain stripes did not move.
"Well, the essence of your entire head is integrated into this chain? It's very strong, which is good."
Wu Tie muttered in a low voice.
There was a trace of warm joy welling up in his heart.
He patted his cheek suspiciously: "How can I feel happy? Is it possible that I would like the old iron to die quickly? It doesn't make sense..."
The golden ball of light between his brows moved, and Wu Tie looked in a certain direction.
In a very far place...
Wu Tie instinctively felt that there was a power that made him happy from far away.
It seems to be a call, a strange call from blood, calling him to go in that direction quickly, and there are people who are important to him over there.
"What is this?" Wu Tie asked himself in wonder.
He is just a small cultivator who builds the foundation realm. He just has brute force, many strange magical secret arts, and he hasn't the ability to cultivate.
This strange feeling made him a little happy and a little disturbed.
There was too much information in his mind. Wu Tie frowned and thought for a long time, only to find something similar in the shallow knowledge carved into Lao Tie.
'There are different snakes in the Daze, who are good at calling their souls for thousands of miles... The people who hear it are happy, if the elders in the family call their real names... Huanxi rushes away, and they are swallowed by the different snakes."
‘So, in the wilderness, if you hear someone calling your name, don’t respond, don’t ignore it, and leave in a hurry...remember, remember’.
After a quarter of an hour of tossing, Wu Tie found this slightly useful record.
'There is a different snake in the Daze'?
Wu Tie subconsciously thought of the flood dragon in the secret realm. He shivered violently, jumped up and stood up straight, looked left and right, and went straight away from the direction of the power of the call. Go.
Such a dangerous thing, wait for him to cultivate to a very strong level before provoke it.
Now... According to Lao Tie Shen's instructions before going to bed, Wu Tie wants to live well.
Live well, practice well, and practice "Yuanshijing" until you become strong enough to help Lao Tie find a new body and wake him up.
Even so powerful...
When Lao Tie was injecting data, a piece of information specially marked to Wu Tie gave a bright light in Wu Tie Lao Zi:
‘In ancient times, there are saints... who can distort time and space and bring the dead back to life’!
So strong, become a saint!
Wu Tie doesn't know what kind of existence a saint is... But since they have existed, Wu Tie also wants to be a saint.
Twisting time and space, bringing the dead back to life.
"I want my father and brothers to come to life." Wu Tie clenched his fists vigorously: "Since this is possible...then, do it hard. Ha, fight hard, boy... "
Nine human head-sized fireballs hover above the head, quietly releasing light and heat.
Wu Tie injected Yuan Gang into the body's broken tight armor. The white armor wriggled for a while, and finally turned into a short white trousers covering the lower body, and the upper body became thick and heavy. His heart-protection mirror clung to Wu Tie's body.
Both the trousers and the two side shields are the same color as the white tiger arm guard on Wu Tie's right arm.
The original full set of tight-fitting armor is too eye-catching, so it's better to keep a low profile. This kind of simple breastplate is not even a half-body armor, and it won't attract too many people's attention.
If someone is so poor that they would rob even this kind of rudimentary goggles...
This kind of person wouldn't be strong even if he wanted to, Wu Tie could easily deal with it.
While walking quickly, Wu Tie recalled the knowledge that Lao Tie had imparted to him.
How to live alone, helpless, in a strange environment?
Furthermore, the "Yuanshijing" practiced by Wu Tie...he now knows that the foundation-building style is part of the "Yuanshijing", and it is a way to get started.
Practicing the "Yuanshijing" can cast the "perfect way" that Lao Tie said, but it takes a very long time and requires huge resources to accumulate in order to accelerate the speed of cultivation.
Resources...When you practice and build a foundation, the main resource you need is a lot of flesh and blood.
Wu Iron needs a lot of flesh and blood.
But Wu Tie knows from the information input by Lao Tie that there are many strange flowers and plants that can actually have a huge auxiliary effect on the foundation-building practice. Because he is now the cultivation base of the Yuangang stage of the foundation realm, he only needs to continue to be strong Yuangang.
The effect of a huge amount of flesh and blood on Yuangang's cultivation is not as useful as some strange flowers and plants.
"It's just that Lao Tie analyzed that the world environment here is very different from the world environment he is familiar with...Those exotic flowers and plants are likely to have disappeared..."
"It's just that, here is an illustration? It is a deduction of those exotic flowers and plants that mutate with the environment after they enter a new environment?" Wu Tie read the information in his head and muttered to himself: "Is it reliable? You can figure out the future mutation and evolution of those exotic flowers and weeds if you calculate it completely out of thin air?"
"Well...this is definitely not something that old iron made...he doesn't have this ability, he knows how to fight and kill."
"It should be what Old Tie said, the knowledge that does not belong to him... is the knowledge that was forced into his mind..."
"Just like the "Yuanshijing"... Lao Tie, and his brothers, have become the spreaders of a certain civilization fire? This knowledge was stuffed into his mind, waiting for them to encounter Disseminate this knowledge with the right goal?"
The thin chain around his neck flickered.
The old iron brain embedded in the spider pendant also shook.
The countless thin reflections on the complex section are flashing and flashing, looking agile and magnificent, full of unpredictable charm.
Wu Tie stopped suddenly, he looked down at the dazzling crystal brain, and after a while, he poured a Yuan Gang into the breastplate on his chest. The breastplate squirmed, and soon a small piece of metal juice was released.
The metal sap quickly covered the crystal brain of Old Iron, and after a while, it turned into a crudely crafted gray-white spider pendant.
There are countless spiders in the underground caves. As far as Wu Tie knows, many gray dwarves and rock gnomes use spiders as their worship totem.
Many of them carry spider-like amulets with them.
So he hangs a metal spider jewelry, which is very common, and very common, and will not attract attention.
Wu Tie continued to move forward, swiftly running along the curved mine.
An hour later, he left the complex mine and came to the outer tunnel.
He didn't know the nearby geography, nor did he know where to lead. He randomly found a direction and continued along a corridor with a lot of movement traces on the ground.
Every day, he spends more than half of his time practicing basic formulas.
Every move, every style, and foundation-building style are all perfectly imprinted in Wu Tie's mind.
He hunts a big guy every day, and at the same time collects some weird auxiliary materials, and uses the method taught by the old iron to make his own foundation building potions.
In the first month and a half, Wu Tie all failed.
The flesh and blood of the big guys was wasted, and under the powerful medicinal corrosion of those auxiliary materials, the flesh and blood turned into rancid pus.
A month and a half later, Wu Tie finally succeeded once.
He didn't use the pharmaceutical equipment in the ancient **** barracks, instead relying entirely on handwork, he finally succeeded in preparing a batch of ten base building medicines.
The preparation method taught by Lao Tie is extremely delicate. If the preparation is wrong, all the raw materials will be completely destroyed.
But once the preparation is successful, the result is definitely a very high-quality finished product.
Wu Tie chiseled a few stone bottles and carried the potion with him.
"Damn fog knife, **** Changshengjiao...There are so many potions hidden in Old Iron's belly. Unfortunately, they are all destroyed."
After taking a foundation building potion, Wu Tie chuckled softly while practicing the foundation building pose.
"One day, it will be returned to you, one day."
While walking, practicing, and hunting prey to make potions, three or four months passed quickly.
Wu Tie's hair became very long, and loose, thin hairs grew out of his face.
His figure has also changed slightly.
Perhaps because of the skeletal mutation, his height is about a foot taller than before, and his figure is much taller and thinner, and his face is also elongated a little, turning into a slightly longer face with melon seeds.
The bridge of the nose bulges a little, the brow bones bulge a little, and the eye sockets are a little deeper...
Wu Tie's whole person feels like it has other facial features, and it feels very sharp, like a stiff spear, which may protrude and kill at any time.
He has changed greatly from his appearance when he left the secret realm.
On this day, Wu Tie was next to a small pool of water. After carefully examining the changes in his facial features and body, he nodded in satisfaction.
Another seven or eight days passed~IndoMTL.com~Wu Tie came to the end of the tunnel.
A stone wall in front is more than three hundred meters wide and ten meters high, completely sealing the corridor.
Outside the gate of the city wall, behind a wooden table sits a big fat man who is swaying a copper bell and yelling loudly: "Good opportunity, good opportunity...you guys Wandering bastard... Our Shi family has hired workers, we have hired workers!"
"If you are full, there is meat to eat...If you make a contribution, I can also send you a-women-happy and happy..."
"It's not a slave, it's a hired worker...I have recruited from the Shi family..."
"Great opportunity, what are you guys waiting for?"
Outside the city gate, nearly a thousand people have gathered.
At a glance, there are characters like dwarves, dwarfs, and lizardmen.
Wu Tie thought for a while, and walked over to the fat man in stride: "Finally? Have meat? Really?"