The twelve divine towers moved together, and the ancient fire burned the earth.
This is the first time this has happened in this abandoned place.
The landlords of various shrines, and all the old immortals who retreated here began to show up one after another, and their spiritual consciousness was directly enveloped in it, wanting to see what was going on.
Especially in the middle of the cracked earth, what is rising up.
But, this terrible breath of ancient flames is too terrifying, they can only vaguely see the situation in the flames, and at the same time they have to rush to the sky to avoid the endless flames.
"This must be the birth of a god!" Senior Zimu's eyes were like lightning, he glanced at the flame totem, and immediately felt a terrifying whirlpool-like power to destroy heaven and earth.
at this time.
Mo Nan was the only one who was bathed in the flames. At first, he also wanted to fly out to avoid these flames, but for some reason he felt somewhat comfortable standing in these flames.
"This must be something left by Master Jiyue!"
Feeling the mystery of the central flame, Mo Nan walked out step by step with difficulty.
Not to mention the city-sized towers, the central square surrounded by them is huge enough. Mo Nan stepped out step by step, looking like ants in the entire sea of flames.
Step by step!
If it weren't for Xingyun and Disillusionment, it would be impossible for him to see what is in the middle through the layers of flames.
When he approached the center, he found that there was a vortex of flames, as if he was about to fall into the vortex of flames before stepping forward.
"What is this?"
Mo Nan looked at a black object suspended in the middle in surprise, and his first impression was that it was a piece of black wood!
This black wood is only two feet long, and it is almost one meter long. It has a big head and a small tail, and it looks a bit like an iron pestle, or more like an enlarged embroidery needle.
It's just that it's black all over, and there are weird and indecipherable lines on it, so it's more appropriate to call it an auger.
"Black auger?"
Mo Nan frowned, and an ancient legend flashed in his mind, but he denied it because it was too unbelievable. This might be a fetish suppressed by a certain god here.
Those gods are all weird, and it is difficult for ordinary people to understand what they mean. Back then, Mo Nan had seen a god directly suppressing a large kalpa domain with a single finger bone.
Snapped!
Mo Nan stretched out his hand fiercely, and grabbed the black wood directly. No matter what it was, he absolutely couldn't miss it.
Boom!
As soon as he held his hand, flames soared to the sky immediately.
The entire huge sky began to be burned by flames, and a black wood-like scene stretched across the sky. The terrifying scene spread across the ten directions and shocked the nine heavens.
"rise!"
Mo Nan gritted his teeth, and with a sharp retraction, he immediately grabbed the black wood in his hand.
Strange to say, this black wood immediately restrained its divine power after being picked up, and gathered all the rays of light.
In just nine breaths, Mo Nan could no longer feel any of its divine power.
At first glance, it was clearly just an ordinary sharp black wood.
Mo Nan was not at ease when he got the black wood. If they found out, it would definitely end in murder.
"This fire has burned all directions, and it will soon be extinguished. I have to find a way to protect myself."
After thinking about it, Mo Nan first rushed back to the seventh floor, and found that the body of the seventh floor owner had been burned to ashes, but the angry breath of the seventh floor owner was still circling in the floor.
Moreover, this aura that has not been extinguished is exactly the inextinguishable aura of the Seventh Lord as the "Sword Master".
"There is a way!"
Mo Nan grabbed all the breath with one hand, and took the ring of the Seventh Lord.
He used "Anti-Heaven Yin and Yang" to cover Qizhuzhu's sword master's aura completely on his body, and at the same time opened Qizhuzhu's ring as quickly as possible, and took out a set of Qizhuzhu's clothes inside.
"It seems that "Six Paths Without Forms" is really against the heavens and has no form. It is colorless and formless. It is not difficult at all to imitate the breath of the seventh master!"
Mo Nan immediately began to change his appearance.
He knew that it was impossible to leave with his current ability. If he used the identity of the seventh host, there might still be some hope. Moreover, with the usual style of the seventh landlord, few people dare to check his authenticity.
Not long after Mo Nan got acquainted with it, the flames on the ground began to dissipate.
Boom! !
There was a loud noise from the twelve divine towers, and then they stabilized again.
Then, there was the boiling sound of millions of cultivators outside.
"My God, what was born here last night?"
"It's gone. Was it taken away by someone? Or are we blinded?"
"This is definitely an unusual thing. I'm afraid it has already alarmed other cultivators of the Dao. We need to be vigilant at all times."
Mo Nan listened to the discussions outside, but he didn't leave the Qishen Tower, he just sat cross-legged inside.
Just as he had guessed, no one broke in the whole night.
But at noon, the door of Qishen Tower was suddenly opened.
A group of Qingshan cultivators lined up and stepped forward neatly from the outside. They stopped tens of thousands on the outer layer, 20,000 on the inner layer, and thousands of people stopped in the central hall.
It seems that it is an extremely strict hierarchy.
"Meet Master——"
After these people settled down, they all bowed to Mo Nan.
Mo Nan didn't know how the seventh host treated them on weekdays. Seeing that they hadn't gotten up, he just imitated the seventh host's voice: "Yeah!"
Moreover, his tone deliberately added a bit of anger, even if it was different from usual, it could still be explained.
Kneeling in front of Mo Nan were four female cultivators. One of them, a petite and delicate young woman, stood up and gave orders instead: "Kneel as usual and concentrate on practicing!"
"yes--"
A group of disciples answered in unison, and then lowered their heads one by one, slowly exuding sword intentions from their bodies.
Seriously, start kneeling and practicing sword intent!
When Mo Nan saw this, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that no one found out that he was a fake.
"Master, are you going to teach Qing'er how to practice today? Qing'er still has questions for Master to answer!" The petite and delicate woman glanced at Mo Nan, and suddenly said in a trembling voice.
Mo Nan said casually, "Say it!"
These two simple words made Qing'er's delicate body tremble, and her delicate face suddenly turned red. She shyly looked at the three senior sisters kneeling beside her, and asked with some embarrassment: "What is this?" ,Is it here?"
Mo Nan frowned. Does this Qing'er have any special questions about cultivation?
When Qing'er saw Mo Nan frowning, she was startled, bit her pink~tender red~ lips, and said in a low voice: "Understood, master~"
After finishing speaking, she reached out her hand to her waist, and with a light tug, the outer Tsing Yi slipped and fell to the ground. Her long black hair also cascaded down.
Although it is wearing a light gauze inside, the gauze is almost transparent, and it has no function of shielding the consciousness at all.
Mo Nan's divine sense swept over it, and he immediately saw the Qing'er's protruding figure, taking in everything at a glance.
God, it turns out that the seventh landlord's so-called teaching disciples to practice and solving doubts for disciples turned out to be like this!
Qing'er seemed to have never tried such an occasion before, she moved her feet lightly, took off her shoes at once, exposed her bare feet, stepped on the wooden board, and took two steps gently in front of Mo Nan.
Mo Nan was startled. If this continues, no matter how well he dresses up, he will definitely be exposed.
Before he could react, he suddenly saw that Qing'er knelt down on the ground again, with her palms and knees, she crawled over on her knees, seeing her blushing appearance, she was just like a ~ in love Like a bitch ~ crawled over step by step.
Mo Nan watched her crawling over little by little, his eyebrows fluttered, and he couldn't help but stretched out his hand, and stopped her movement.
Seeing Mo Nan like this, Qing'er froze again. She looked at Mo Nan in surprise, her lips moved, she wanted to ask something, but she didn't dare to ask.
Mo Nan's mind turned, and he remembered the astrolabe that Wei Xin had given him before. There was a lake more than a hundred miles to the east, and he said in a deep voice, "Put on your clothes, get ready, and follow me to Si Si Lake. "
Qing'er was startled for a moment, then stood up in surprise, and said crisply: "Yes, master! I'm going to prepare now..."
Saying that, she stood up and grabbed her clothes, casually, and rushed out to start preparations.
Not long after, Qing'er prepared a huge flying sword outside.
The flying sword rushed out of the billowing light, and it was hundreds of meters long. Standing in the void, it was very domineering.
Mo Nan saw that Qing'er had already reached the top, and waited obediently.
He stepped out with one step, and landed on the giant sword in a flash. At the same time, he suppressed the surprise in his heart, and finally he was able to leave openly.
"Walk--"
