MTL - Take a Door with You-Chapter 222 Refining Atlas! [Ask for a monthly pass! 】

  Chapter 222 Refining Atlas! [Ask for a monthly pass! 】

"Nineteen?!"

   "This is genius!"

   Cao Xin was shocked when he saw the man running away.

  Nineteen-year-old pinnacle master.

   This is unheard of in Daliang.

  Even in Zhuang country and Yong country, it may be rare.

  Besides, it is not easy to learn the art of magic.

  Although Cao Xin added some points to achieve 'Hot Wheels', he also knew the difficulty of practicing spells. For example, Song Zhen, the lord of Nanba City, practiced the spell 'Thunder Palm'. He is now in his forties and only at level 15.

   Another example is Sun Gan, the lord of Fuyang City, who is in his eighties and only has one level 18 spell.

  Just because!

  The technique is too difficult!

   But it is indeed rare for a young man to master an entry-level spell at the age of nineteen.

  Look at the two people behind—

   "This costume—"

   Dressed in black.

   Cao Xin recognized that this was the uniform of Zhuang Guo's "Black Ice Terrace"!

  Black Ice Terrace!

  Similar to 'Jinyiwei' and 'Embroidered Clothes Division', it brings together the most and strongest official masters in Zhuangguo, specifically targeting domestic loose cultivators—

   Audit!

   Chase!

   Cull!

  Yongguo also has a similar institution, called the 'Huangcheng Division'.

   These organizations, Sun Gan specially reminded Cao Xin that once he encounters them, it is best to avoid them and avoid conflicts.

did not expect.

  He was in Yongguo, and he didn't meet the 'Huangcheng Secretary', but he met the master of the 'Black Ice Terrace' first.

   "The one who was hunted down by the 'Black Ice Platform' is most likely a loose cultivator."

   "This little guy is only nineteen years old, full of geniuses, and he is the target group of the Black Ice Platform."

  Cao Xin naturally has no reason to sit idly by when encountering this kind of thing: "Scattered cultivators are like cockroaches. When you see one, it means you can find a group of them!"

  Cao Xin has no teacher, he jumped out of a rock.

   But this 19-year-old prodigy casual cultivator, not necessarily!

  …

   "Save people first!"

  Cao Xin cherishes talent, seeing that the genius boy is about to be taken down, he immediately shoots out.

  Long knife in hand!

  Snow Drinking Crazy Knife!

   Straight to the front of the two masters of the Black Ice Platform!

but-

"it is good!"

   "Another one!"

  Zhao Heguan was overjoyed, pinched the sword formula in his hand, turned the flying sword, and swept towards the Pokong long knife.

   And aside.

  Wang Ju had a tacit understanding. At the same time, he steered the flying sword to avoid the mad knife, and stabbed Cao Xinxin in a circle.

"Be careful!"

  The young man saw someone rushing out to help, and before he had time to be pleasantly surprised, he saw that the coming person was dangerous, so he hurriedly reminded him, and at the same time turned around and kicked his feet, his whole body turned into a stream of flames, and rushed towards Wang Ju to rescue Cao Xin.

   This rush.

   Indeed, Wang Ju had to dodge and dodge, and the flying sword was inevitably delayed, so he could only turn around.

   And that boy.

   The momentum of rushing forward is indomitable.

   Grabbed Wang Ju's side and knocked him aside.

   But he himself, after the collision, lost his strength, and his body stopped.

   This is going to happen!

   "Good boy!"

   Cao Xin felt relieved while watching.

  Seeing that the young man was about to be captured, he stepped on the 'Hot Wheel' and arrived first. Before Wang Ju captured the young man, he stepped on the 'Hot Wheel' and stopped in front of him first.

   Dao Da Dao!

  'Snow Drinking Knife' is back!

"So fast!"

  Wang Ju didn't expect Cao Xin to have such a fast speed, but he was not slow to react. He squeezed the sword qi with both hands to split, and immediately greeted the Zhetian Dao Qi.

  Boom!

   There was a roar!

  The sword energy is broken!

  However, Wang Ju's flying sword and sword energy are still indomitable, wanting to kill Cao Xin.

  But Cao Xin was already ready to go after he slashed out with a knife, and in a flash, he switched to behind Zhao Heguan.

   Raise a knife!

   Chop again!

   This time, it was Zhao Heguan's turn to turn around to block.

"here!"

   "Look at the knife!"

  Cao Xin repeats his old tricks, splitting at the first touch, relying on the speed of the "Hot Wheels" under his feet, he keeps wandering and harassing.

   Today is different from the past.

   Three months passed.

  Cao Xin's power has risen sharply. When the tide rises, the power of "Hot Wheels" also rises.

   Once cast.

  Not only did Zhao Heguan and Wang Ju not be able to figure it out, but even Feijian couldn't lock it.

  Desolate mountains and wild mountains.

  I saw Cao Xin's figure shifting from left to right, slashing wildly with a knife.

  Let Zhao and Wang struggle to cope.

  Youth is free.

   A burst of surprise.

  Cao Xin glanced at him, then pointed in a direction: "Run over there."

   "Thank you, senior!"

  Young man is not stupid. He knew that Cao Xin was capable, so he didn’t hold back here and snatched away as he said. But before he left, he reminded loudly: “These two are masters of Zhuangguo’s Black Ice Platform. Seniors, don’t entangle them for too long.”

   Finished speaking.

  No one was seen.

   "Black Ice Terrace!"

  Cao Xin looked at the two people in front of him, still entangled, but asked in his mouth: "It's not easy to practice casually, why bother to help the tyrant?"

   This is bullshit.

  But as long as you start a conversation, as long as the two of you start talking, you will make money in vain if you reveal any information.

Why not?

   And this side.

  Zhao Heguan and Wang Ju ignored Cao Xin's words, but stared at the 'Hot Wheel' under his feet, and asked in surprise, "Are you 'Mo Juren'?"

"what?"

  Cao Xin frowned, and suddenly opened it again, realizing that Song Zhen had reported him to the Black Ice Platform, and it had been recorded.

  'Hot Wheels' has obvious characteristics, so naturally there is no reason why we don't know each other.

   See Cao Xin did not deny it.

   Zhao Heguan is overjoyed!

   This is really hard to find, and it takes no effort to get it.

  The last three months.

  The Black Ice Terrace centered on Nanba City, and has been adding manpower, checking over and over again to find out the 'Mo Juren' who once broke into Nanba City.

   Three months down.

  The culprit 'Mo Juren' was not found, but by beating the rabbits, many casual cultivators hiding in the mountains were found.

   At this time, the boy they were chasing and killing, named 'Meng Yan', was one of them.

   But did not expect.

   There is also a windfall!

   "I wonder why I can't find you."

   "It turns out that he fled to Yongguo!"

  Zhao Heguan hovered in the sky, ready to go.

   aside.

  Wang Ju didn't speak, but he had sent a secret message.

  One is a genius casual cultivator.

  One is the descendant of Han Yu.

   They are not simple items, and deserve to be taken seriously by the Black Ice Platform.

  He not only notified the 'Black Ice Terrace', but also contacted Yongguo's 'Huangcheng Division' to jointly encircle and suppress.

Simultaneously.

  He waved his big sleeve, and a green banner burst out of the air, calling the wind and clouds, and trying to cover all directions.

   Unexpectedly, Cao Xin wanted to be trapped.

   "It really is fishing!"

  As soon as Cao Xin saw this treasure, he knew that the two of them couldn't catch up with the young casual cultivator before.

   Meet one!

   Grab a bunch!

  Old fisherman!

  At this time, when meeting Cao Xin, because he was afraid of his 'Hot Wheels', he couldn't hold back, and directly used his second hand.

   But what a pity!

   "Can't trap me!"

  Cao's confidence moved, and the 'Hot Wheel' under his feet was excited.

  The sound of wind and fire rises in the sky, traveling all over the world.

  The universe arrives in an instant, and the wonderful principles and profound arts are different from each other.

   One wind and one fire, the shape is like Tai Chi, and the turnover is endless.

  Wait for Wang Ju to wave the 'Fengyun Banner' with all his strength, Cao Xin had already disappeared without a trace.

  …

"Chase!"

  Seeing this, Zhao Heguan and Wang Ju set off together, tail after tail.

but.

   After a while.

   Already lost his vision and was dumped without a trace.

   "This man is too fast!"

   The two stopped, feeling helpless for a while.

Zhao Heguan turned his head to look at Wang Ju: "Han Yu was also the most difficult to deal with because of his speed back then, but he was already a second-ranker and third-ranker at that time, and he was a top player in all countries. And this 'Mo Juren' has a maximum of five births. Heavy, can you and I be thrown away? If this waits for him to break through, will it be okay?"

  In the past three months, Zhao Heguan has made up files about Han Yu back then.

   This comparison shows how powerful 'Mo Juren' is.

"What should we do now?"

   "Continue to chase?"

   "Still waiting for help?"

  Zhao Heguan didn't know what to do.

  Is chasing useful?

   Can't run!

   "Follow behind first, don't approach, wait until there are enough people, and then do it!"

  Wang Ju quickly made a decision, and he released a butterfly from his sleeve.

  This is the ‘Negative Butterfly’. Its feather tentacles contain a keen sense of smell and smell, and it can remember 400 different smells in the long-term and 300 in the short-term.

   Unfortunately, this is 'dynamic smell'.

  Only when those smells 'move' can the 'Negative Butterfly' be keenly aware.

  Cannot be used for directional treasure hunting.

  But it is easy to use for tracking.

  Negative butterfly first.

  The two are behind.

   quietly followed.

  After traveling for more than a hundred miles, I saw that the front was full of miasma, and it was already a barren land.

   "Did it go in?"

   "Put it to death and live?"

  Zhao Heguan had a headache.

  When they were chasing and killing illegal casual cultivators, they were most afraid of encountering this kind of situation.

   However, the country of Zhuang includes the surrounding countries, and the most numerous countries in the territory are the evil places where this kind of miasma breeds.

   Can't avoid it.

   This situation is very common, and it is a common way for casual cultivators to escape.

"How to say?"

   "Continue to chase?"

  Zhao Heguan looked at Wang Ju again.

  Wang Ju also had a headache. After thinking for a moment, he gritted his teeth and said, "Chase!"

   Immediately.

  He took out a 'Moon Sun Orb', which can emit strange light and restrain all kinds of mist and poisonous miasma. It is the standard equipment for black ice platform masters to walk outside.

  However, the 'Moon Sun Orb' is not omnipotent.

   Consumption of True Qi.

   Odd light visibility.

   There is something more deadly. The strange light it emits has a certain attraction to various poisons and alien species living in the misty miasma. It can often block the miasma, but attracts more poisons.

   Kill endlessly.

   Can't stay long.

   "Go in and explore!"

   "If you can't do anything, just come out!"

  Wang Ju held up the "Yueyang Orb" and entered the miasma dense forest side by side with Zhao Heguan.

  …

at this time.

  In Heifeng Ridge.

Meng Yan, a young man, also followed Cao Xin tremblingly. Although he saw the miasma giving way, he was still unavoidably anxious. He had nothing to say: "In the past few months, the Black Ice Platform has taken the world and cleared away casual cultivators. I was waiting for Master in the cave. The master of the Black Ice Platform found out and was hunted down all the way to this point."

   "Black Ice Terrace!"

   "Don't do human affairs!"

  Cao Xin didn’t know about Zhuangguo’s activities in the past few months. He was the cause of it. He also condemned the Black Ice Platform and sympathized with Zhuangguo’s loose cultivators: “Zhuangguo doesn’t keep people, it has its own places to keep people.”

  The mountains are high and the rivers are long, and there are many countries.

  Where can't I hide?

"Uh-huh!"

   "When I meet Master, I will definitely persuade him!"

  Meng Yan nodded.

   But how did he know—

  The homeland is hard to leave!

   These casual cultivators like rootless duckweed are being beaten and killed by all countries, no matter which country they go to, they are treated the same.

  Since this is the case, it is better to take root in one place and manage it carefully.

  People.

resource.

   are more familiar.

  Barely can be regarded as a comfort zone.

   Unless it is a last resort, who would like to avoid another country and start over?

   Just like Cao Xin.

  Life is unfamiliar and restricted everywhere.

   Too hard, too hard!

   "Are you a native of Zhuangguo?"

  Cao Xin chatted casually with Meng Yan.

   "Master and I were both born in Zhuangguo, but Zhuangguo didn't regard us as our own people." Meng Yan was full of disgust for Zhuangguo.

This is normal.

  Cao Xin has only been in the new world for five months, and he has been in Zhuangguo for less than three months, and he has already developed a bad feeling for Zhuangguo.

   Not to mention Meng Yan, a native casual cultivator who has been attacked by Zhuang Guo all the year round.

   "In Zhuang Country, casual cultivation is difficult."

   "The Black Ice Terrace has a lot of cultivation resources, and casual practitioners can only survive in the cracks."

   "I'm an orphan, but I practiced with my master since I was a child, and it's not bad."

   "Master is miserable."

"When I was young, I failed to enlist in the army. I held my breath and wanted to practice on my own. However, it was discovered that my whole family died tragically. The master spent half his life in hiding. If it weren't for the luck to meet a few like-minded casual cultivators who helped each other, his corpse might have been exposed in the wilderness. Also starved to death."

Talking about himself and Master, Meng Yan couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Master told me that we loose cultivators are not welcomed by other countries, and we should help each other. This time, I was rescued by the seniors, and the juniors felt deeply. "

  Meng Yan is definitely a talker.

  Cao Xin's stereotypes are hardly used, and he pours out almost all of his own words.

   It can be seen that his master protected him very well.

   This quality is certainly commendable.

  But it is too simple.

   Fortunately, I met Cao Xin. If I meet other casual cultivators with evil intentions, I am afraid that I will suffer.

   Walk and talk all the way.

  It took about three or four hours.

   Surrounded by chaotic mountains, there is a peak rock about 100 mu, only 20 to 30 feet high, with exquisite holes and full of caves.

   "I didn't expect that there is such a pure land in the mountains filled with vicious miasma!"

  Meng Yan was pleasantly surprised.

   Just came in.

   suddenly loosened.

   Immediately after.

  From the cave, another figure suddenly jumped out.

  Meng Yan took a closer look: "Little devil?"

   It is the war eagle!

  …

   "This place is deep into the poisonous miasma, even if people from the Black Ice Terrace chase after them, it will be difficult to find them."

   "You can rest here for a while, and then make plans."

  Cao Xin rushed to Mengyan Road.

   "I don't need to rest."

   "Senior."

   "I want to go to Master, Zhuangguo is in turmoil, and I'm afraid that he will have an accident because he is worried about me still staying there."

  Meng Yan is a filial person. After he is out of danger, the first thing he thinks of is Master.

"Row."

   "Then I'll pack up and **** you there."

   "I just want to communicate with more casual practitioners."

  Cao Xin rescued Meng Yan with this idea, and naturally there was no reason for Meng Yan to leave alone.

  Passing this village, who knows if there is still this shop.

   And Meng Yan.

  He had this idea just now, and he didn't have the nerve to speak up. He didn't expect Cao Xin to mention it on his own initiative. He was more confident now, and his face was pleasantly surprised: "Thank you, senior!"

   Immediately, I felt that "the grace of saving life" and "the grace of escorting" were too thin to thank in just one sentence.

   thought about it.

He took out a roll of blueprints from his bosom and handed it to Cao Xin, saying: "This is the refining method of the magic weapon 'Chiyin Knife'. 'Maybe it's appropriate."

   "Magic Artifact—"

  Cao Xin took it and looked at it, and saw the description at the beginning of the "Red Yin Knife" with a cold attribute and a weight of nearly a thousand catties.

   Cao Xin was overjoyed.

  He can't use it himself, but he refined it and used it for Warhawk. This is a 'meat tank' and a 'warrior', and it is perfect for fighting in front with a big knife.

  …

  (end of this chapter)