Chapter 121

As the airship went away, Wang Baole's eyes had no Lingxi township or fuzzy debris mountain. For a long time, he withdrew his eyes and felt the spiritual pulse in his body when he closed his eyes.

Wangbaole deeply understands a truth, that is, he must bear the blame, so he must hide his true spiritual root. After all, eight inches is the known limit. Suddenly, he appears, which can be said to be ten inches, and the storm caused is unimaginable.

If you have a strong background, you may be able to survive this storm, but obviously all this is not available. Once exposed, Wang Baole can imagine what kind of road is in front of you.

"Believe in goodness, but don't bet on goodness!" This is a sentence in the Autobiography of a senior official. Wang Baole didn't understand it when he was a child. As he grew older, he gradually understood it.

After a while, wangbaole took a deep breath, pressed down these secrets, took out a package of snacks, ate them and walked back to the airship. Maybe snacks can make people feel good. After eating a package, wangbaole thought of his harvest and thought that he was going to enter Shangyuan island. Therefore, his heart was very happy. He hummed a ditty and went to chat with acquaintances.

He first went to Chen Ziheng's room, but after Chen Ziheng broke through the truth, he was stable and had no time to pay attention to Wang Baole. Wang Baole had no choice but to go to Du min.

At the beginning, the two talked peacefully, but when Wang Baole released himself, Du min's forehead appeared black lines many times, and finally roared.

"Dead fat man, get out!"

Wangbaole touched his nose and felt that Du min was too grumpy, so he hurried to leave. After thinking about it, he went to Zhuo Yifan and found that Zhuo Yifan was also in seclusion. Wang Baole scratched his head and simply went to Zhao Yameng.

But soon, he had to leave from Zhao Yameng, because after arriving at Zhao Yameng's room, Zhao Yameng sat there without saying a word, no matter how Wang Baole opened his mouth, so that Wang Baole felt that he seemed to be talking to himself, which was very embarrassing and boring.

In desperation, Wang Baole felt that he had better go back to practice, but at this time, he received a notice from the Palm Court and asked him to describe the place where the body was found in debris mountain.

After arriving, they were not the only two in the room in charge of the courtyard. The red faced old man was also there, and even several monks with strange faces looked at Wang Baole.

In addition, Zhao Yameng, Zhuo Yifan and Chen Mingyu also arrived soon. With the questions of the court, the four people spoke one after another and described the altar where the body was located.

As for how they got the corpse, they all said it at this moment. Zhao Yameng paid a great price by relying on the secret method.

Wang Baole was a little secretive, only saying that there was an accident, the fog spread around, the statues appeared, the strange faces turned into illusions, and were suppressed, making the earth unstable. He explored the way with a puppet. He had already thought of these words on his way back.

"That blue spear is fake. I thought it was a magic weapon at the beginning, which made me so angry." Wang Baole's words are almost the truth, except for masks and blue beads. This statement of nine truths and one false is difficult to be heard. As for saying that the spear is false, on the one hand, it is unnecessary to hide it. On the other hand, Wang Baole is also worried that the Taoist school has a way to sneak in and check, so lying here is meaningless.

"Blue spear?" The palm yard was slightly moved. The red faced old man sitting cross legged behind him looked around at the strange monks. Seeing them nodding, his face showed a smile. If Wang Baole didn't say that the blue spear was false, there was a problem.

"That's really fake!"

"In fact, this is not the first blue spear phantom found in our four Taoist academies!" Some of the strange monks spoke in a low voice.

"So far, among the other fragments, three have been found, each with statues and that kind of strange looking face!"

"The blue Spears on these three altars, without exception, dissipated after the bodies around them were taken away. According to the research, they are the projection of some force that we can't control. They have the power of suppression. Unfortunately, they can't be obtained, and most of those bodies are incomplete. Although there is reference value, they are far less than this harvest!"

Listening to the words of several people, Wang Baole was shocked. He didn't expect that the four Taoist temples had also found the altar where the blue spear was located. At the same time, a sense of strangeness also rose.

"Didn't they get the blue beads? Did I get them?" Wang Baole's heart beat faster, and he suddenly thought that his process of obtaining blue beads depended on the suction of biting seeds.

"Isn't it that the blue spear didn't dissipate, but condensed together under my biting suction, so it turned into beads?" The change of Wang Baole's thoughts attracted the attention of the red faced old man and looked at it in surprise.

"Grandpa, if the blue spear is a projection, will it... There is really this gun hidden in a place we don't know. If there is, it is estimated to be a magic weapon." Aware of the red faced old man's eyes, wangbaole inhaled and opened his mouth.

The red faced old man didn't see Wang Baole's cover up. When he first learned about this, he had the same surprise and doubt. Now he smelled and smiled.

"Magic soldiers? How can there be so many magic soldiers? So far, there is only one magic weapon in the whole Federation. It belongs to my four Taoist temples and is used by every federal president. It is the supreme treasure of my Federation!" The red faced old man laughed and said that he would not say these things at first, but Wang Baole liked it, so he explained it.

"Only one!" Wang Baole's eyes widened, and Chen Mingyu beside him obviously heard it for the first time, and they were stunned there. However, Zhuo Yifan and Zhao Yameng didn't seem to have much accident, and they obviously knew it long ago.

The red faced old man smiled and didn't talk about the magic soldiers anymore. After asking the four people for details, he let them leave.

Until he returned to his room, Wang Baole was also shocked.

"There is only one magic soldier in the whole Federation?" At this moment, Wang Baole finally knew the value of divine soldiers, and his eyes slowly showed his desire and longing.

Today, he has some knowledge of some news unknown to ordinary people in the Federation, such as the four major Taoist courts of the Federation, which are allied with each other and form an amazing force in the Federation.

Almost half of the federal officials are from the four Taoist academies. At the same time, both the previous and the current federal president are also from the four Taoist academies.

It can be said that to some extent, the election of the president can be decided by the four Taoist academies. Before, Wang Baole didn't understand the reasons. Now he understands, because... Among all the forces in the whole Federation, the only magic weapon belongs to the four Taoist academies!!

The federal president, to some extent, can even be said to be the spokesperson of the four Taoist academies, but he also has the power to check and balance the four Taoist academies, that is, the same strong parliament!

Although Wang Baole is ignorant about their specific role, he can also guess roughly. The four Taoist academies decide to be elected, and the congressmen will decide the federal state policy!

Mutual confrontation and inseparable from each other, because there are other forces inside, and there are countless fierce beasts outside!

Thinking of this, Wang Baole took a deep breath. Although he didn't understand more, and some of these were his own guesses, he knew that as he stepped into the upper house Island, the mysterious veil of the whole Federation would be lifted in front of him one by one!

"How much do they know about the Weiyang nationality... How much do they know about the origin of this big sword..."

"Since the body has been found, then... Have you found any living people?"

"Also, has anyone in the Federation stepped on the bronze sword that pierced the sun?" Wang Bao looked forward to more in his music. He even asked Zhuo Yifan about the art of the first life of the fifth heaven family. Zhuo Yifan's explanation was a little mysterious. It seemed that this was a secret law, which was discovered by the fifth heaven family from fragments and the foundation of the world. The so-called last life called was not itself, but related to the source of the spiritual root!

Even if there is no true breath, as long as there is a spiritual root in the body, it can be exerted, but Zhuo Yifan obviously has less mastery than Zhuo Yixian, so he can't do this.

"There are also a lot of ancient sword fragments... What is the scene of the moon and other stars!" Wangbaole looked at the sky outside the airship and looked forward to it.

Time passed, and soon a day passed. As the airship sank from high altitude, Qingmu lake was visible from afar.

At this moment, in the center of the ethereal city in the 17th National Congress of the Federation, there is a moat about 30 feet wide, which separates this place from the ethereal city and forms a... Inner city!

This place is not only the ethereal inner city, but also... One of the seventeen federal councilors, the property of the owner of the ethereal city!

The area of moat Hanoi is amazing, with dozens of huge manors. From a distance, a retro castle in the middle is more prominent, surrounded by birds, flowers, strange trees and fruits.

There are also pools, rockeries, and many ancient castles repaired around the castle, but also in the whole inner city, whether it is the stone slabs on the ground, or the surrounding buildings, or the moat on the periphery, all of them contain array patterns, which makes it shrouded in the array.

These are only things that can be seen by the naked eye. It is conceivable that there must be more protection and killing tricks that outsiders cannot see in this inner city.

At the same time, there are a large number of guards wearing black armor, patrolling around in teams. The smell of any one of them is not weak, and there are a large number of servants, cooks, musicians, servants, etc. in the whole inner city, they are busy, as if the meaning of their life is to serve the owner of the castle until death.

At this moment, behind the main castle, there is a forbidden area that outsiders cannot step into without the consent of the owner. There is an ancient tree dozens of feet high, with a lush crown covering hundreds of feet, and countless branches are hanging down. The green on it is diffuse, and green and unsophisticated fruits are faintly visible.

Under the ancient tree, now there are two people standing, one of whom is Lin Tianhao. He looks at the front with a depressed expression and wants to stop talking for many times. The person he looks at is a middle-aged man in a black tuxedo. He has his back to Lin Tianhao and looks up at the fruit on the tree, as if in trance.

This man is tall and straight. Even if he is middle-aged, he is only wrinkled at the corners of his eyes. If he doesn't look carefully, he will think he is a young man, but the breath on his body is like the sea, unfathomable, and even the occasional trace of pressure makes the spirit gathered around him fluctuate.

He is one of the seventeen members of the Federation, the Lord of the ethereal City, Lin you!