V5.Chapter 22

Name:Martial God Author:Cang Tian Bai He
"Removed?" He Yiming's face was inexplicably strange, and this answer puzzled him.

When the wall outside HeJiazhuang was built, I don't know how much energy and wealth the family spent.

This is only a small Hejia village, and among the northwest countries, which of the capital cities and the walls of famous cities has not taken countless efforts of generations to have today's scale.

However, the Jin campaign even easily said that it was demolished, which really made him have a strong strange feeling.

It seemed to see what he Yiming thought. Jin battle smiled and said, "brother he, the role of the city wall is to resist foreign humiliation. It really plays a vital role in ordinary cities and ordinary armies. But for us, do you think a mere wall can block real masters?"

He Yiming was slightly stunned, and a sudden color flashed on his face.

Jin battle is right. There must be strong people at the venerable level in the Lingxiao temple. As long as they are in charge here, no amount of troops will be useful. Similarly, only the strong at the venerable level can threaten the Lingxiao temple.

Once they dare to invade Lingxiao temple, how can a city wall resist it.

The eyes of the Jin campaign fell on the distant city, sighed lightly, "if one day, there are soldiers pressing in, that is when our Lingxiao temple will perish. With the city wall, it is difficult to escape. Without the city wall, you can escape a few more."

He Yiming nodded and agreed with his idea.

With the current prestige of Lingxiao temple, naturally no force can be able to fight under the city, but with the vicissitudes of the sea, no one can guarantee its long-term prosperity.

Even the five element gate, which used to dominate the East and was known as the first sect in the world, has vanished, and the LingXiao palace has never been like this

As the motorcade kept approaching, the city in front of us became more and more huge, especially looking at the tower in the center of the city, it really made people feel as small as ants.

"Brother Jin, is Lingxiao temple in this city?" He Yiming asked in a deep voice.

Jin battle was dumbfounded and said, "brother he, this is our Lingxiao temple."

He Yiming was slightly stunned, and the expression on his face suddenly became strange. He couldn't help but draw a big circle with his hand and said, "the whole city is a Lingxiao temple?"

"Not bad." Jin campaign proudly said, "brother he doesn't know. Thousands of years ago, this place was just a desolate place. Later, our founding fathers took a fancy to it. After building the Tongtian pagoda here, the whole sect began to develop gradually. For thousands of years, with the Tongtian pagoda as the center, a huge city has been formed that can accommodate millions of people."

He Yiming gasped. Hengshan has a history of 3000 years.

But in contrast, Hengshan has rarely communicated with the outside world, so for thousands of years, although the population has increased slightly, it is only more than 2000.

If compared with Lingxiao temple, they are like lice and elephants, far apart.

Silently staring at the front, this super sect Lingxiao temple with a population of one million, he Yiming's heart surged.

If one day, he Jiazhuang can also have such a scale, that is the real life without regret.

Without the barrier of the city wall, there are countless avenues that can enter and leave the city.

The team of Zhang Zhongying and others is extremely conspicuous. If it comes to other cities, it will definitely attract attention. But after entering this huge city, it was like a stone thrown into the sea, and even a little spray could not be splashed.

He Yiming didn't really realize the strength of this city until he entered it.

Most of the people walking on the street are practitioners. Although most people's accomplishments only stay at the third or fourth level of inner strength, at a glance, you can see cultivators with more than seven levels of inner strength at any time.

This proportion is really terrible. Although it is the same above the main peak of Tianchi, the population gap between Lingxiao temple and the main peak of Tianchi is clear at a glance, so the difference in overall strength is also well known.

Dashen is the largest sect. It really deserves its reputation.

From the outermost part of the city, he Yiming slowly approached the center. Hundreds of feet in front of the tower from the center, he Yiming finally saw a fence.

This fence is not high, only about two feet. But inside and outside the fence, there seem to be two completely different worlds.

When the motorcade came to the entrance of the fence, no one stopped the interrogation, but on the two sides of the wide avenue, someone saluted the motorcade respectfully.

He Yiming's eyes turned and immediately took a panoramic view of the surrounding environment.

Inside and outside the fence, it is clear that the city is divided into inner and outer cities. Those who can enter the inner city must be the elite figures in the sect.

The inner city is far less lively than the outer city, but he Yiming has sensed the huge breath of the congenital strong from the wall to the central tower. And the closer he is to the tower, the heavier he Yiming's heart becomes.

Because he can sense that there are more strong people there.

Finally, the carriage stopped. When he Yiming stepped out of the carriage, he was already standing under the huge tower.

Looking up from here, the top of the huge tower seems to have condensed into one with the sky, and it is impossible to see the end at all.

Here, there is a huge pressure, which is the precipitation of thousands of years of history. It seems to rush to his face at this moment, making he Yiming full of heavy pressure, like an invisible shackle, firmly locking him in place.

Although this tower is far from as tall as the main peak of Tianchi in the northwest, it gives people a shocking feeling, but it is above it.

Although the main peak of Tianchi is high into the sky, it is, after all, a masterpiece of nature and one of the highest peaks in the whole northwest mountain range.

In the past, the founder of Tianchi mountain only found the peak and created the Tianchi vein there.

However, it is different here. This tower is not born, but built by human.

This is a building that human beings have built with their hands from this flat land.

Seeing this building, he Yiming's shock in his heart will never be inferior to the strong feeling when he first saw the main peak of Tianchi.

After half a ring, he took a long breath and said, "brother Jin, how much labor did it take to build this tower, and how did it be built?"

Jin campaign shook his head slightly and said, "according to the ancient books in menzhong, this tower was completely built by the founder."

He Yiming was stunned for a moment and said angrily, "brother Jin, do you believe it?"

Jin battle smiled bitterly and said, "brother he, have you ever believed in the legend of Shinto?"

He Yiming hesitated for a moment and turned several thoughts in his heart.

The legend of Shinto has disappeared thousands of years ago. At least during these thousands of years, no one has seen the appearance of Shinto masters with their own eyes. However, in the heart of Every warrior, there is an indescribable expectation.

Even he Yiming is no exception to this point.

The voice of the golden battle sounded faintly: "brother he, although the people in the Shinto have disappeared, the miracles they left behind are right in front of you."

He Yiming shivered slightly, his eyes focused on the tower, and he couldn't shrink back.

Miracles are those legendary traces that only Shinto masters can leave in the world.

Without exception, these traces are far beyond the reach of human beings.

He Yiming used to be skeptical, but now he really believed it after seeing the tower with his own eyes.

There is no other explanation except to use miracles.

Although he Yiming doesn't know much about architecture, he also knows that the higher the building, the more difficult it is to build. Such a tall tower can never be built by current craftsmen.

For a moment, he Yiming's heart surged with stormy feelings.

He took two steps forward, slowly stretched out his hand with a pious heart, and slowly stroked the appearance of the tower.

The appearance of the tower is smooth and cold, but it is full of alternative power. When he Yiming's hand touched it, he could even feel the huge power contained in it.

This is a kind of unswerving force, which is almost the same as he Yiming's feeling when facing the main peak of the northwest Tianchi Lake.

He Yiming's face showed an incredible look. He hesitated for a moment and slowly instilled his true Qi into it.

At the same time, the image of Tianchi Jufeng also appeared in his mind.

The scenery in front of him seemed to change suddenly. He seemed to see a huge tower rising slowly from the ground. Indeed, the huge tower was not built, but rose out of thin air from the ground.

Although this is just an illusion, he Yiming has a strong feeling that everything in his mind is the facts that once happened on this land

In this tower, it seems that there are some unknown secrets hidden, and these things have been conveyed to his mind through some magical force, which let him see the process of this tower from birth to growth.

In a trance, he Yiming had a clearer understanding of Optimus. If it weren't for the different environment at this time, he even had the idea of letting go of the golden battle again.

Although he Yiming didn't pose as Optimus Prime, behind him, Zhang Zhongying and Jin Zhanyi felt the special feeling like a high mountain rippling on he Yiming.

The two of them looked at each other, and they couldn't figure out what had happened to he Yiming.

After a long time, he Yiming finally withdrew his palm, and his face became more and more strange.

Jin battle asked suspiciously, "brother he, what's the matter with you?"

He Yiming pointed to the tower and said uncertainly, "brother Jin, this huge tower gives me the feeling that it doesn't seem to be built."

The battle of Jin is inexplicable, and his eyebrows are slightly frowned. What kind of words is this.

He Yiming's eyes flickered. He looked at the tower and said word by word, "this is born from the ground."