MTL - Chronicles of Heaven-Chapter 9 Ancient **** barracks

Digging, digging, digging...

The soil on the ground, the surface is extremely soft, and the Wu iron is easy to dig.

After digging down two feet deep, the sandstone content in the soil increased rapidly, the ground became harder and harder, the fingers of Wutie Iron were quickly worn out, ten nails were grinded, and the blood was dripping a little bit. On the ground.

The arms were trembling, and the fingers were squatting. The Wu iron face looked ugly and looked at the blood on the ground.

With a diameter of two meters, he only dug two feet deep in the square where the square was two feet wide. Ten fingers were painful and could not continue to excavate.

"Stupid..." A cold sigh, the electric light of a soy bean grain smashed on Wu Tie.

Witch had a terrible pain, and he slammed and fell to the ground. His long hair was erected with a long hair, and there was a very fine electric spark between the hairs.

"The difference between a smart creature and an animal is that a smart creature uses a tool." The old iron was sorrowful with a sorrowful sorrow, saying one word at a time: "The tooth that hung on your chest, you don't feel better than you." Is your finger strong?"

Wu Tie's face suddenly stiffened. He held back his pain and looked at the old iron and asked, "Why don't you remind me earlier?"

"Grandpa, I want to see how stupid you can be." Laotie sneered: "Unsurprisingly, it is the stupidest kind."

A strange laugh, Lao Tie said: "Sorry, Grandpa, I am such a frank and honest man... I just like to tell the truth."

Witch had no teeth, and he stood up and untied the necklace that hung the fangs. He wrapped the chain of beasts around his wrist and held it to the ground.

When holding the squeaky teeth, it seems that there is a very weak current in the teeth. Witch iron's palms are itchy and crisp, a bit like the taste of being beaten by old iron.

The feeling of itching and crispness flowed throughout the body, and the tired body began to recover.

‘啪’, 蚩 牙 牙 重 重 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。

A large number of earth and stone were shattered and shattered, and the iron and iron were arbitrarily picking up a tooth, and a pit-sized pit was emerged on the ground.

Wu Tie stayed, and suddenly looked at the squatting teeth in his hand. He yelled and smiled, and clenched his hand to work harder.

The old iron has been staring at Wu Tie. When I saw Wu Tie smiled, the old iron's eyes suddenly turned around in a circle, whispering in a subtle and unspeakable voice: "I can still laugh, it seems that I haven't been mad, I won't be completely hated." The blinded murderer..."

"However, even if it becomes a murderer?" The old iron was very unclear and laughed a few times.

A red light flashed, and within a mushroom cluster a hundred meters away, dozens of thumbes were smashing into the poisonous spider '嗤', which was quickly crawling over the Wutie Iron, and instantly turned into a black smoke.

"Small iron, faster." The old iron's voice became a bit weak: "Grandpa, I am so painful, you don't hurry, but you really have no strength to accompany you."

Wu Tie's body is stiff, he bites his teeth, and he spurs his teeth to the ground once and again, the sand splashes and the dust rises. The thin muscles of Wu Tie's body squirmed quickly, and soon he was sweating all over his body, and the sand was sprinkled on him, forming a thick layer of mud.

Chiu's teeth are terrible, and any stone can be fried into stone powder with a single blow, which brings great convenience to Wutie.

The Wu Tie struggled to excavate, and a large pit with a diameter of two meters gradually became deeper.

If you are too tired to move, just stop for a while, take a nap, then eat something, practice a basic exercise, and quickly recover your energy, and then continue to dig.

One day... two days... three days... Ten days later, Wu Tie has dug a large pit five meters deep in place.

Fortunately, the soil here is very stable, and there is no collapse of the surrounding walls.

On this day, Wu Tie waved Chiyou, who had just smashed a stone of a human head size, and smashed his teeth into a hard object. A fragile sound, Mars splashed, these days to open the cracked stone extremely cool, Chiyou did not break the hard object, Wu Tie palm was shocked by the pain.

"Digging?" The old iron's voice came from above the big pit.

Witch iron scraped the soil on the ground with Chiyou, and there was a pale white metal plane beneath the soil.

White miserable metal, a bit like the material of old iron.

"Is it digging?" Wu Tie stroked the cold metal plate. Like the old iron, this metal plate was covered with mud. I don’t know how much time. The iron and iron palms passed, all the sand was unstained, and the metal plate became Extraordinarily clean.

"With my grandfather, I will go down, this door, you can't open it." The old iron couldn't wait to say.

"Door?" Witch iron carefully looked at the metal plate under his feet, which is not like a door.

Walking along the hole in the hole to climb the ground, Wu Tie picked up the old iron, stood on the side of the hole and thought about it, Wu Tie dropped the old iron directly into the deep pit.

"Little iron, stinky boy!" The old iron ‘咚’ fell on the metal plate, and he lay down on the ground with a face down, screaming angrily.

"I am not stupid this time... I am holding you, I can't climb it." Wu Tie climbed back to the bottom of the pit with a small pit. He said to the old iron in a serious way: "So, I will throw you down, anyway, I will not fall." Bad you."

The old iron did not say anything.

After a long time, the old iron said: "Grandpa, I really have the talent of being a master... This stupid doll, after only a few days of hard work, was taught so smart... stinky boy..."

In the old iron's eyelids, two red lights were spurted out, and the thick red light fell on the white metal plate.

Hard and incomparable, even the squeaky teeth can not wear the metal plate like a wave of water squirming, Wu Wu feet under the air, screaming, and the old iron slammed through the metal plate.

The strange thing is that Wu Tie and the old iron fell, but a piece of sand did not pass through the metal plate.

‘ah~~~’!

The body continued to fall down, surrounded by a black lacquered piece, Wu Tie was afraid of reaching the extreme, and the subconscious uttered a sharp voice.

I don't know how long it took, and the body that fell sharply suddenly stopped.

There was no feeling of touching the ground under the feet, but it was still not in the sky, but the body did stop.

"Light." In the darkness, the sound of the old iron sounded.

An extremely soft sound rang from all directions, and the icy white light illuminates and illuminates the surroundings.

Wu Tieyan’s eyes widened.

Here is a huge square space, at least as large as ten Wujia Shibao. The ground is as clean as a mirror, and it is also made of that white metal material.

Wu Tie was suspended about three inches from the ground. His body struggled a little, and the force that held his body disappeared. He easily fell to the ground.

‘咚’, the old iron also landed.

Wu Tie looked up and the ceiling was nearly 100 meters high from the ground. Like the ground, the ceiling was seamless and there was no gap. Wu Tie did not understand where he and the old iron fell.

The ground, the ceiling, and the surrounding walls are made of miserable white metal.

The white light penetrated through the ground, the ceiling and the surrounding walls. I don't know how thick the metal plate is actually transparent.

"Hold grandpa up and go forward." The old iron's cold voice was anxious: "Little iron, stinky boy, see your luck."

"Luck?" Wu Tie reached out to hold the old iron. When he heard the old iron, his movement suddenly became stiff: "What is my luck?"

The old iron eye turned a bit: "I said that there is something here that can greatly increase the efficiency of your cultivation. But whether the thing still exists, how much remains, see your luck!"

"You..." Wu Tie almost didn't breathe in a breath. He clenched his fist and shook his old iron. He thought about it. He held his hand in his hand and squatted toward the old iron.

"Learning to be smart, you will use tools... Congratulations on your progress on the path of evolution, a small step from the original savage to a wise man." The old iron said: "But first, I will hold my grandfather. Get up, go ahead, don't waste time."

"I..." Wu Tie was a bit boring.

For the old iron, he has no choice. Hanging up the Chiyou tooth, Wu Tie picked up the old iron and walked in the direction of the wall he said: "Old iron, you lied to me..."

"So, remember this lesson, don't trust other people's words easily in the future." The old iron said: "If that thing is gone, have you not worked so hard for so many days? Is it?"

Witch iron bit his teeth angrily, holding the old iron and coming to the smooth wall.

"Where is this?" Although annoyed, Wu Tie could not control the curiosity of the heart, could not help but ask the old iron.

"Grandpa, I am the ninth-generation medical squad of the scorpion scorpion... the ancient gods, have you not heard of it?" Two red lights in the eyes of the old iron fell on the walls with no cleanliness and no gaps: "Grandpa, I am an ancient **** soldier. Here is my grandfather and my old nest. Naturally, it is the ancient **** battalion!"

The blue electric light is like running water, pouring from the white walls.

The electro-optic spread spread around, the white metal wall squirmed, and a portal that was 20 meters wide and 50 meters high opened silently on the wall.

Behind the door is a smooth ramp, also made of white wood, with no gaps on the walls, and the cold white light shines out from the metal walls.

"Go in." The old iron gave orders.

Wu Tie took the old iron carefully and walked into the martyrdom, curiously looking forward.

The ramp was stretched straight down 30 degrees, and the huge ramp was clean and free of dust.

When Wu Tie walks, he always has the illusion of coldness behind him. It seems that there are countless invisible eyes peeping at him in all directions.

"I feel that it is not very good." Wu Tie took a chill and whispered to himself: "It seems that there are many people who are watching me."

On the ground, ceiling, and on both sides of the wall, countless tiny rays that are invisible to the naked eye are densely covered with the entire ramp, and countless rays of light swept through the body of Wu Tie.

In the eyes of the old iron, there are also countless fine rays that are invisible to the naked eye. These rays flash rapidly and flicker, and the light emitted from the four walls intersects rapidly.

When I heard Wu Tie’s self-talk, the old iron said: “Your perception... is not weak? A few days ago, you have not felt so sensitive. It seems that the effect of building the foundation on you. Not bad."

“Is anyone really watching me?” Wu Tie asked subconsciously.

"It's not human... It's this ancient **** barracks watching you." Laotie smiled a few times: "Since this ancient **** barracks was built, you are the first flesh and blood to come here? He is right You are curious, it should be."

A thin light sweeps through one eye of the old iron.

"The second?" The figure of the old iron suddenly increased: "Who is the first?"

It was a very thin light sweeping.

The voice of the old iron became very urgent: "Listen to my command, Xiaotie, run up... Well, slip here, put my grandfather on the ground, kick it. Prepare, one, two, run!"

Wu Tie is very happy to obey this order of the old iron.

He threw the old iron on the ground and kicked it.

‘咚咚咚咚’, the old iron rolled forward along the 30-degree squatting road, and Wu Tie followed the old iron body and ran wildly.

After practicing for nearly a month, the basic quality of Wu Tie has improved a lot. After the deliberate training of the old iron and the constant stimulation of the current, he runs like a flexible rock rat, closely following. Behind the old iron.

Whenever the old iron is about to stop, Wu Tie will make up a foot on the old iron.

'咚咚咚咚', '叮叮当当', Wu Tie and Lao Tie ran fast in the ramp, and finally came to the end of the ramp. It is also a big room in the square, which is bigger than the entrance of the ramp. The room is a few times bigger.

This road rushed for an hour, Wu Tie ran sweaty, and his legs swayed.

The old iron couldn’t wait to yell, Wu Tie picked him up and came to the left wall.

As before, the blue electric light flashed, and a huge portal appeared silently on the wall. Behind this door was an extremely large hall.

The square and the square, the white walls of the four walls.

A transparent crystal ball with a diameter of more than ten meters is suspended in the air, and some crystal **** contain white juice.

Only one crystal ball is bright red, and only one crystal ball has a huge silhouette.

"Sure enough, you are the second..." The blood in the old iron eye slammed brightly, staring at the figure in the crystal ball.

Attracted by an inexplicable atmosphere, Wu Tie took the old iron step by step and walked down the crystal ball.

The juice in the crystal ball should have been white, too much blood dyed the white juice red. In the translucent red juice, the burly silhouette is clearly visible.

Nearly three meters tall, the figure is sturdy and perfect, and the face is handsome, hard, and god-like.

He wore a gorgeous white heavy armor. Whether it was the shape of the armor or the gorgeous complex pattern above, it reached the peak of art. Wu Tie had never seen such a beautiful creation.

It is a pity that this beautiful armor broke through a basin-sized hole in the chest, and this hole also penetrated the chest of this stalwart man.

Wu Tie looked at the man in awe.

He must have died, but he still exudes a horrible temperament that makes Wu Tie almost unable to look straight.

"Who is he? How do you have three eyes?" Wu Tie asked the old iron in awe.

The man's eyebrows have a vertical figure that is bigger than his normal eyes. The vertical shape of the round plaque is faintly golden, and it is majestic and sacred, full of a supreme and overbearing high above.

"Xiao Xian Sheng Zhenjun... Yang Lan." The tone of the old iron is very slow: "A shameless guy... I will lose my grandfather's money. I actually changed my name to Yang Lan."

"I really thought that with the third eye, is the legendary Erlang Zhenjun? Ah!"

"Hah, he is dead... Grandpa, I am not sad at all!" Laotie laughed loudly: "Ha ha ha, Grandpa, I am so happy!"

The cold, stiff laughter echoed in the hall, and the echoes echoed around.