The Ring: Sell Dung Beetles in Junction

Chapter 101

"With the carving of the golden tree, the soul can be like a catalyst, like a mold. As long as there is memory as a mold, the power of gold can inject everything that has passed away, as if going back in time. This is the magic of gold."

The leader of the round table hall, Sir Baizhi's tone faltered and deep, praising the greatness of the golden tree.

Beside him stood a tall figure.

Wearing iron thorns and carrying a big sword, he is the bell pearl hunter who killed countless businessmen and teachers.

Sir Baizhi's tone was a little colder, with a little coercion:

"So you should understand that bell beads are very important. The more basic bell beads, the more important."

He looked at Ironthorn's warrior: "We need the Fading Stone very much, haven't you found the miner's bell beads yet?"

Iron Thorn did not move, and remained silent throughout.

This also means that he has nothing to gain.

"Businessmen have very few bell beads." Baizhi said, "What are you doing these days?"

Bell Bead Hunter still didn't speak.

"Forget it, go find it. Please also remember that you are a sinner." Bai Zhi said, "This is the only way for you to wash away your sins and regain the embrace of blessing and redemption."

Iron Thorn turned and left, intersecting with Nefeli.

Nefeli turned her head to look at the bell hunter, and bumped into the person next to Baizhi's study.

The person she hit was clad in armor of bone, as if muscle and skeleton were reversed.

The skeleton armor man stretched out his hand to support Nefeli, and the hand bone spur on his arm hooked to Nefeli's chest.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Enxia." Nefeli came back to her senses, and quickly apologized to the skeleton armor man.

Facing Neferi's apology, Enxia responded with silence, and Neferi seemed to have gotten used to this kind of reaction, so she stopped talking and turned and walked into Sir Baizhi's study.

"Nefeli," said Sir Baizhi, "you should be in the Lake District now, why did you come back? Mission accomplished?"

"Father, I haven't gone yet."

Nefeli explained what she had done, waiting for Baizhi's opinion.

Baizhi's fingers caressed the spherical orb of the scepter:

"Okay, Nefeli, do what you want."

"Father, don't you blame me for not doing the task?" Nefeli was a little ashamed.

Baizhi smiled:

"How could it be? My child has grown up and has his own judgment. It's too late for me to be happy."

Neferi was greatly moved when she heard this, hugged Sir Baizhi's waist tightly, lifted him up, laughed and danced.

"Go, child, step towards your throne." Baizhi touched Nefeli's scarf and coaxed Nefeli away.

When Nefeli left, Baizhi walked out of the study slowly leaning on the scepter, staring at the great blessing in the round table.

"Your child can become the king of Ningmgfu. This benefit is much more than a mission, right?"

An old lady came out from the room in the center of the round table hall, moved her body, and said cheerfully.

The old lady was extremely stooped and old. Although she was moving her body, no matter how much she moved her body like a long-lived person, it was just a twisted human figure in an even more twisted shape.

"Grandma Enya, in your eyes, do I only care about profit?" Baizhi said lightly.

"This is a compliment to you." The old lady laughed hoarsely, "Master Two Fingers is very optimistic about you, saying that you always keep your eyes on the righteous way of becoming a king. Only such a person can repair the dharma ring."

Baizhi laughed self-deprecatingly:
"Perhaps because of this, seeing that Nefeli will deviate from my planned route, I feel inexplicably relaxed. Of course, being able to become the king of Ningmgfu, Nefeli is indeed far beyond my expectations , and the benefits she can bring will multiply by then."

"I can really feel a touch of humanity?" Granny Enya looked at Baizhi in amazement, and said comfortingly, "Gideon has grown up too."

"You speak as if I'm not an old man, but a brat." Baizhi's voice was majestic.

"Hehehehe." Granny Enya grinned her wrinkled and unpressed mouth, "I can't help it, who made me live too long, I watched you grow up, watched your burial, and witnessed your return. It’s full of brats.”

"I can use one thing to prove that I am no longer young." Baizhi said.

"Oh?" Granny Enya looked at Baizhi.

Baizhi calmly greeted a blindfolded priest not far away:
"Colin, come and treat me, I'm getting dizzy."

In the narrow space of the narrow space, which does not exist in the round table hall of this world, Sir Baizhi calls the blind man to massage.

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"It's going to be broken, it's going to be broken, the waist is going to be broken!"

In the basement, Selian kicked the nameless iron helmet weakly with bare feet.

After two kicks, he no longer had the strength to resist and could only scream.

"Pull the radish, pull the radish, hey yo hey yo pull out the radish, hey yo hey yo can't pull it out..."

Wuming hummed a song, and Se Lian's screams chorused in his ears.

The seal of the crystal and the iron nail was quite solid, no matter how hard Wuming tried, he couldn't pull it out.

Wuming hugged Se Lian's slender waist, which was about to break, but did not let the crystal loosen.

Whenever Serlian tried to speak, he would be tortured by nameless and rough movements until his speech was distorted.

After pulling it out like this for a long time, the magicians outside who were imprisoned by the nameless spell had already gotten rid of their shackles, and they circled back again, but Selian was not rescued.

The basement was just an entrance and exit, and Wuming was blocked in the basement.

However, the magicians did not put on a ready formation, but went straight into the basement and approached Wuming without any malice:
"Brother, you are also here to punish the witch, right? Tell me earlier."

The magicians dug out the branded leather whip and the small candle from the torture equipment next to it, and handed it to Wuming.

"Use props?" They asked Wuming.

"Don't make trouble, I'm here to save her." Wuming said.

The magicians didn't believe it: "We heard her screams all the way, and they never stopped."

"That's right, who doesn't know the solidity of crystallization, how can they use this method to save people..."

"This is called the necessary pain before being rescued." Nameless said, "What do you know, have you been locked up?"

Wuming showed the magicians the headgear of Serlian's soft face:
"Does she understand the jade in the rough now? Does the sword in the stone understand? After going through hardships and obstacles, the moment when it is unsheathed can amaze the whole world."

Wuming also turned around to cheer up Se Lian: "The sharp edge of the sword comes out of sharpening. The magic gravel is the pyroxene, and the pyroxene is the crystallization. Your current state is the sword in the stone. You will definitely unsheath it and show your sharpness."

"I'm a stargazer, why haven't I heard of this method of fate calculation." A magician interjected.

"This is a talk from experience." Wuming said, "When I escaped from prison, I also challenged powerful enemies with a broken sword. "

Se Lian was about to faint from the pain, and while Wuming was talking to the magician, she finally had the time to seize the opportunity:
"Stop, stop, not there, you can't take me away like this..."

"That's not necessarily the case." Wuming was full of confidence, "Many people said before that I couldn't accomplish anything, but the facts have proved that I have succeeded. Where there is a will, there is a way!"

Selian broke into a cold sweat:

"Are you trying to pull my arm off to get me out?"

"How can I be so cruel." Nameless said, "Don't worry, this is the Weeping Peninsula."

Cerlian didn't understand what the word nameless meant.

Wuming straightened his body, and shock waves burst out from his body.

The magicians who were watching in the basement were stunned together with Se Lian.

When Se Lian woke up from the coma, Wuming had brought several people back to the basement, and their shadows were cast on Se Lian's headgear.

Under the backlight, all that could be seen were a few big guys with knotted muscles and little cloth.

Still holding the staff in his hand.

Look carefully, there are several miners.

Wuming said: "The Moen Tunnel is on the Weeping Peninsula. Those miners in Gailide didn't want to go back, so they all went to the Moen Tunnel to work for me."

Wuming waved his big hand: "Start work!"

Several miners raised their staffs, and the pyroxene emitted laser light, cutting the wall behind Selian.

After a while, Selian's hand came out of the wall - along with the crystals.

Se Lian raised his wide sleeves, with crystals on his hands, as if he was wearing a crystal fist:

"Is that what you said to scabbard?"

"Crystalized weapons are very powerful." Wuming insisted, "This is the sword in the stone!"

Selian dropped her hands, drooped her shoulders, and was overwhelmed physically and mentally:

"Forget it, let's go."

Wuming cut a big tree into a simple wooden sled, hung it on the tail of the falling star beast, took the miners away with him, and carried them back to the Moen Tunnel.

Passing by the port of the Weeping Peninsula, you can see a big ship approaching in the distance.

Another batch of faded warriors crossed the sea of ​​fog and came to the junction to start their own adventures.

Looking at those warriors who braved the wind and waves and crossed the dangers to come to take risks, Wuming was full of confidence in his future when he thought that these energetic warriors would become his customers.

The big ship broke through the wind and waves, as if it was opening up the future of a new round table.

"Go back." Wuming patted the Star Falling Beast's ass.

Wuming didn't see it, a huge tentacles half as thick as a boat stretched out from under the waves, smashed the big boat and disappeared in the wind and waves.Moments later, only the wreckage washed up on the beach.

Selian sat on the back of the falling star beast, moving her shoulders to adjust to the new weight in her hands.

No longer showing people with the projection of the soul, Se Lian's real body is obviously much heavier, and there is no such unreal ethereal feeling of the soul body.

"How do you say I draw a magic circle like this?" Selian held up the crystal glove.

"As long as the thinking doesn't slip, there are always more solutions than difficulties." Wuming said, "I see that you are usually barefoot, so you can use your flexible toes to draw."

Cerlian rolled his eyes at him.

After a short while of activities, Selian lay down tired.

After all, Se Lian was not used to a body whose hands had been abolished.

She still wants to change her body.

But to change your body, you need to contact that annoying colleague.

Se Lian turned her head to the side, looked at the crystal in her hand, was silent for a moment, and said:

"Is the story you told before true? You pierced the cage with a broken sword, and the blade was sharpened?"

Nameless said, "It's fake."

"what?"

"Actually, the broken sword was completely broken. I hit it with my fist in the end." Wuming said, "But that's not to encourage you, proper exaggeration and artistic expressions are not very normal - after that, you can wait safely. Starfall, and then study the crystallization—what are you doing?"

Ser Lian raised the crystallization glove: "Academic exchange, let me show you the magic of the crystallization man."

She touched her hands together: "I want to punch a piece of sky with my fist, feel the wrath of the crystal man!"

Se Lian showed his strength as a genius magician - using his fists to cast unrestrained crystals.

After a while, Selian stopped panting, his weak body was overwhelmed, and he was so sore that he could no longer shake his fist.

"Very good, your body has not been exercising all year round, more recovery is good." Wuming sat next to Se Lian, "You said before that you knew a puppeteer, right? Can you introduce it to me?"

Selian's voice was full of dissatisfaction:

"What are you contacting him for?"

"You don't want to?" Wuming heard that Se Lian's tone was wrong, "Is that the person who helped you prepare the study?"

"True," said Sirian, "but the man is a queer man, and a loathsome fellow even by my standards."

"Puppetry has great potential, and we may be able to find the key to the wisdom in the stone." Wuming explained, "And the mines in Garide are very suitable for puppets to mine."

Se Lian subconsciously wanted to release a burst crystal again, but seeing Wuming's shining eyes, she sighed:

"Forget it, since it's your request, I'll write you a letter of introduction later."

"Alright!" Wuming jumped up.

Like a carp, a backflip came on the falling star beast.

The red light passed over Wuming's chin, and passed over Wuming's face with a slight difference.

The turbulence smashed the air, and carved fine scars on the nameless armor.

"Who?" Se Lian immediately alerted, with the magic sword forming a semi-circle behind his back, automatically monitoring all changes around him.

"There is a solution." It was Wuming who answered Se Lian.

He excitedly took out his sword and shield, but he blocked it backwards, blocking Selian's back.

The red light circled around and came back, blocked by the nameless shield, paused for a moment, revealing the body of the square execution sword.

"Bell Hunter." Wuming said, "It's still the same way, isn't it annoying?"

The blood-red sinner figure appeared in front of the Falling Star Beast, wearing thorns and holding a large shield.

"I found it on my head." Se Lian happened to be a little angry, and the crystal in his hand directly shot out a few broom stars, which shot out together with the bright sword, blocking all the escape routes of the bell bead hunter.

There was no way for the Bell Bead Hunter to dodge, so he could only dodge to a place where the attack was relatively weak, and hold up his shield to resist.

But when the large shield blocked the bell hunter's sight, a crystal group had already floated above the bell hunter, swaying the crystal fragments downward.

Blade-sharp crystal shards sliced ​​through the iron spines of the Bell Bead Hunter, and blood scattered.

Wuming didn't stay idle either. He retracted the long sword to his waist, and the arm holding the shield ignited a flame. With a force, the shield couldn't hold on first, and was directly pierced by the spinning sword.

Wuming abandoned the shield, grabbed the big sword, and let the fierce sword energy on the sword cut the armor, leaving deep marks one after another.

Nameless tapped Selian's headgear with the other hand:
"Can you use your Crystallized Man's Wrath again?"

"It's too far away to be useful," Serlian replied.

"It's nothing, it's mainly used to interfere with his sight." Nameless said.

"Interfering with the line of sight? It's easy to handle." Se Lian stretched out his crystal glove, and sent out a stream of crystals with one hand. The crystals became more and more fragmented, making it difficult to cause effective damage, but dazzled the eyes with the refraction of the surrounding light.

Her other finger pointed to the sky, and countless star lights emerged from her hand, drifting towards the sky above Bell Bead Hunter, condensing into a dark nebula.

Afterwards, the stars rained down like a waterfall.

Even if you were watching from a distance, you couldn't see the bell bead hunter clearly, let alone the bell bead hunter who was in the center of the attack, you must have been unable to see anything clearly.

Under the cover of Selian, the falling star beast's purple laser rushed out, vaporizing everything along the way.

Bell Bead Hunter seemed to have sensed something, and rushed out against the damage from the magic, barely dodging the terrifying rock flow, and one foot was caught in it, turning into slag.

Bell Bead Hunter fell into the grass, rustled, and disappeared.

"Tsk, he ran away." Se Lian was a little unwilling, "That guy doesn't seem to see things with his eyes."

Wuming was still cheerful: "It's okay, it's good to have this."

He showed the big sword in his hand, and the red sword energy wrapped around the sword was gradually dissipating as the bell hunter went away.

"What is this?" Selian wondered.

"The solution to the difficulty." Wuming knocked on the wide-bodied sword, emitting a clear and pleasant resonance.

(End of this chapter)