Chapter 124 Ash Project
The value of the ancient scriptures handed down from generation to generation is incalculable, even the Eight Great Kings' Cities and even the Emperor Qin's Court are regarded as treasures.
For the disciples of the four major cities, this is a great opportunity, if they miss it, they will regret it for life.
Therefore, everyone worked hard and risked everything, hoping that this day's great opportunity would fall on their heads.
At this time, Wang Qiong and others walked slowly along a natural barrier.
Under the long and narrow stone bridge is the eye of the vast sea, the waves are rough, and there is no one knows how dangerous it is hidden in the endless darkness. Looking down, it is like staring at a sleeping beast.
Everyone held their breath and concentrated, not daring to look.
This is the shortcut revealed by the ancient wooden puppet, which can reach the Palace of Chuangong at the fastest speed.
"Old Wang, will that lump lie to us?" Fatty Luo heard the sound of the surging waves under his feet, his legs were a little weak.
Wang Qiong sneered: "If he dares, turn him into a chopping board!"
"As expected of the man who is going to be the king of slaughter, he thought of joining me." Fatty Luo laughed.
In fact, he had been thinking about it just now, the body of the ancient wooden puppet was born to be a chopping board material.
But they all emptied the ambergris liquid from his body, so he didn't have the nerve to do it.
"But there is something really strange." Wang Qiong frowned.
"what?"
"How precious are the ancient scriptures handed down from generation to generation? Even the Blackwater Dragon Palace trial can't release this treasure."
When Wang Qiong saw the volume of "Nine Turns of Fire Alchemy", Wang Qiong felt that it was too unreal.
The ancient scriptures handed down from generation to generation are the foundation of the Guangming Academy. They have been passed down for endless years, and those who are not descendants of the true lineage are not qualified to practice and observe.
Only with an identity like Ye Tian can he have the opportunity to come into contact with it.
Besides, for this trial, 49 cities in the world were jointly opened, and there were twelve secret realms. Could it be that each secret realm has ancient scriptures handed down from generation to generation?
There is a problem with the tricks when you think about it.
"It's really strange." Fatty Luo nodded.
Everyone was immersed in shock and longing for the ancient scriptures handed down from generation to generation, but they didn't think deeply.
"Never mind him, it's a fool not to take advantage of something, why not give it away for nothing." Fatty Luo said.
Wang Qiong nodded, quite agreeing.
"That's right, if possible, I would like to move this Dragon Palace." Wang Qiong had great ambitions, and the waves roared under his feet, as if he was extremely dissatisfied with his words.
Fatty Luo was speechless, followed suit, and stopped talking.
……
"This kid has a really big appetite!"
In a hidden space, a cold voice sounded.
The middle-aged man in black robe stared at the scene in the water mirror in front of him, and let out a cold snort.
Next to him, an old man with white beard and hair was watching with a smile, his eyes fell on Wang Qiong, as if he had infinite interest.
"Elder Meng, this kid in Red Dragon City is simply lawless. He ignored the rules and snatched the secret key of the Dragon Palace. Not to mention, he actually took the Palace of Treasures and the Palace of Precious Materials together." The middle-aged man in black robe shouted in a deep voice.
At first, when he saw Wang Qiong's actions, he was stunned.
So far, there has never been such a strange thing in Guangming Academy.
What Wang Qiong did also completely subverted his three views, which was unheard of and outrageous.
"I once again request to disqualify this kid and deprive him of everything." The middle-aged man in black robe gritted his teeth.
He endured Wang Qiong's snatching of the secret key.
He also endured when he brought all the treasures in one pot.
But when Wang Qiong didn't even let the guard puppets go, he couldn't bear it anymore, and directly asked to deprive Wang Qiong of his qualification for the trial.
But he was suppressed by Elder Meng.
"Don't be impatient. He didn't break the rules. He walked all the way with his own strength." Elder Meng said with a smile.
"Just like Qin Huang said, do it yourself and have enough food and clothing."
"But he..." the middle-aged man in black robe was anxious.
He cursed in his heart, he didn't even let the guard puppets go, which wasn't considered breaking the rules.
"Ji Yuanchen has found a good seedling.
"Tsk tsk, I can't see the strength, but the temperament is first-rate. It is really good to be calm and calm in the face of the temptation of the ancient scriptures handed down from generation to generation, without losing your mind."
Elder Meng's turbid eyes were full of splendor, and he was quite appreciative.
The middle-aged man in the black robe froze and calmed down: "Elder Meng, the information should be correct. If there is a mistake, this is an ancient scripture handed down from generation to generation!"
"The group of mice in the Dark Church hides too deeply. If you don't use this treasure, you might not be able to hook it out." Elder Meng's expression turned cold.
"That's not necessary..." The middle-aged man in black robe hesitated to speak.
In fact, the Guangming Academy and the Dark Church have been fighting for hundreds of years, and each has placed undercover agents on the other side.
It's no secret.
This time, drawing it out in such a radical way seems a bit too much.
"The First King's Sacrifice is just around the corner. If we don't pull it out, the seeds of these dark churches will surely germinate in the Guangming Academy. Once it becomes a big trend, the consequences will be disastrous." Elder Meng shook his head and sighed.
In fact, he did not say some things, according to the information held by the highest level of Guangming Academy.
As early as a few years ago, the Church of Darkness secretly promoted a plan called "Ashes".
They selected a group of "seeds" to be trained and selected, and then scattered into the Guangming Academy.
These seeds wandered between light and darkness, like gray. As long as one or two people can grow up and become the top of the Guangming Academy, the impact on the Guangming Academy will be immeasurable.
These people are fanatical, powerful, and ready to be reduced to ashes.
They hid too deeply, and Guangming Academy knew nothing about their identities.
The First King Sacrifice is just around the corner. For these seeds, it is the best springboard. Once they reach the sky, they will be different from then on.
The Guangming Academy does not want such a thing to happen. You must know that the higher these people climb, the harder it is to get rid of them.
"Nine Turns of Fire Alchemy" is just a hook, even the disciples who participated in this trial and entered the Black Water Dragon Palace are hooks.
The purpose is to draw out the seed hidden in the dark.
"Elder Meng, could this kid be the one!?" The middle-aged man in black robe pointed at Wang Qiong and asked.
He had never seen such a wonderful disciple in his life, and no matter how he looked at it, he seemed to be of unknown origin. If he was said to be the seed of the dark church, those puppets would probably not object.
"Him?" Elder Meng smiled: "Everyone has the possibility, but he has no possibility."
"Why?" the middle-aged man in black robe wondered.
"It would be great if all the seeds of the Dark Church were like him." Elder Meng laughed.
The middle-aged man in black robe was startled, then nodded immediately.
With Wang Qiong's non-human style, it's hard not to attract attention, especially if he meets a teacher like him, he must check the eighteen generations of his ancestors.
If the seeds of the dark church had such virtues, they would have been taken over long ago.
"But..." Elder Meng said suddenly, his eyes condensed slightly.
Say a few words!After receiving the notice, the recommendation of this issue has been promoted again, and it is still No.1!Hahaha, I still want to thank everyone for their support here, thank you for your subscription, favorites, recommendations, monthly tickets, comments, and rewards!It is everyone's support that makes this book achieve some results.Since the book was opened, it has been recommended three times in total.No.2 once, No.1 twice, and it will be on the cover of the category starting tomorrow. Without further ado, keep working hard, thank you again!
(End of this chapter)
The value of the ancient scriptures handed down from generation to generation is incalculable, even the Eight Great Kings' Cities and even the Emperor Qin's Court are regarded as treasures.
For the disciples of the four major cities, this is a great opportunity, if they miss it, they will regret it for life.
Therefore, everyone worked hard and risked everything, hoping that this day's great opportunity would fall on their heads.
At this time, Wang Qiong and others walked slowly along a natural barrier.
Under the long and narrow stone bridge is the eye of the vast sea, the waves are rough, and there is no one knows how dangerous it is hidden in the endless darkness. Looking down, it is like staring at a sleeping beast.
Everyone held their breath and concentrated, not daring to look.
This is the shortcut revealed by the ancient wooden puppet, which can reach the Palace of Chuangong at the fastest speed.
"Old Wang, will that lump lie to us?" Fatty Luo heard the sound of the surging waves under his feet, his legs were a little weak.
Wang Qiong sneered: "If he dares, turn him into a chopping board!"
"As expected of the man who is going to be the king of slaughter, he thought of joining me." Fatty Luo laughed.
In fact, he had been thinking about it just now, the body of the ancient wooden puppet was born to be a chopping board material.
But they all emptied the ambergris liquid from his body, so he didn't have the nerve to do it.
"But there is something really strange." Wang Qiong frowned.
"what?"
"How precious are the ancient scriptures handed down from generation to generation? Even the Blackwater Dragon Palace trial can't release this treasure."
When Wang Qiong saw the volume of "Nine Turns of Fire Alchemy", Wang Qiong felt that it was too unreal.
The ancient scriptures handed down from generation to generation are the foundation of the Guangming Academy. They have been passed down for endless years, and those who are not descendants of the true lineage are not qualified to practice and observe.
Only with an identity like Ye Tian can he have the opportunity to come into contact with it.
Besides, for this trial, 49 cities in the world were jointly opened, and there were twelve secret realms. Could it be that each secret realm has ancient scriptures handed down from generation to generation?
There is a problem with the tricks when you think about it.
"It's really strange." Fatty Luo nodded.
Everyone was immersed in shock and longing for the ancient scriptures handed down from generation to generation, but they didn't think deeply.
"Never mind him, it's a fool not to take advantage of something, why not give it away for nothing." Fatty Luo said.
Wang Qiong nodded, quite agreeing.
"That's right, if possible, I would like to move this Dragon Palace." Wang Qiong had great ambitions, and the waves roared under his feet, as if he was extremely dissatisfied with his words.
Fatty Luo was speechless, followed suit, and stopped talking.
……
"This kid has a really big appetite!"
In a hidden space, a cold voice sounded.
The middle-aged man in black robe stared at the scene in the water mirror in front of him, and let out a cold snort.
Next to him, an old man with white beard and hair was watching with a smile, his eyes fell on Wang Qiong, as if he had infinite interest.
"Elder Meng, this kid in Red Dragon City is simply lawless. He ignored the rules and snatched the secret key of the Dragon Palace. Not to mention, he actually took the Palace of Treasures and the Palace of Precious Materials together." The middle-aged man in black robe shouted in a deep voice.
At first, when he saw Wang Qiong's actions, he was stunned.
So far, there has never been such a strange thing in Guangming Academy.
What Wang Qiong did also completely subverted his three views, which was unheard of and outrageous.
"I once again request to disqualify this kid and deprive him of everything." The middle-aged man in black robe gritted his teeth.
He endured Wang Qiong's snatching of the secret key.
He also endured when he brought all the treasures in one pot.
But when Wang Qiong didn't even let the guard puppets go, he couldn't bear it anymore, and directly asked to deprive Wang Qiong of his qualification for the trial.
But he was suppressed by Elder Meng.
"Don't be impatient. He didn't break the rules. He walked all the way with his own strength." Elder Meng said with a smile.
"Just like Qin Huang said, do it yourself and have enough food and clothing."
"But he..." the middle-aged man in black robe was anxious.
He cursed in his heart, he didn't even let the guard puppets go, which wasn't considered breaking the rules.
"Ji Yuanchen has found a good seedling.
"Tsk tsk, I can't see the strength, but the temperament is first-rate. It is really good to be calm and calm in the face of the temptation of the ancient scriptures handed down from generation to generation, without losing your mind."
Elder Meng's turbid eyes were full of splendor, and he was quite appreciative.
The middle-aged man in the black robe froze and calmed down: "Elder Meng, the information should be correct. If there is a mistake, this is an ancient scripture handed down from generation to generation!"
"The group of mice in the Dark Church hides too deeply. If you don't use this treasure, you might not be able to hook it out." Elder Meng's expression turned cold.
"That's not necessary..." The middle-aged man in black robe hesitated to speak.
In fact, the Guangming Academy and the Dark Church have been fighting for hundreds of years, and each has placed undercover agents on the other side.
It's no secret.
This time, drawing it out in such a radical way seems a bit too much.
"The First King's Sacrifice is just around the corner. If we don't pull it out, the seeds of these dark churches will surely germinate in the Guangming Academy. Once it becomes a big trend, the consequences will be disastrous." Elder Meng shook his head and sighed.
In fact, he did not say some things, according to the information held by the highest level of Guangming Academy.
As early as a few years ago, the Church of Darkness secretly promoted a plan called "Ashes".
They selected a group of "seeds" to be trained and selected, and then scattered into the Guangming Academy.
These seeds wandered between light and darkness, like gray. As long as one or two people can grow up and become the top of the Guangming Academy, the impact on the Guangming Academy will be immeasurable.
These people are fanatical, powerful, and ready to be reduced to ashes.
They hid too deeply, and Guangming Academy knew nothing about their identities.
The First King Sacrifice is just around the corner. For these seeds, it is the best springboard. Once they reach the sky, they will be different from then on.
The Guangming Academy does not want such a thing to happen. You must know that the higher these people climb, the harder it is to get rid of them.
"Nine Turns of Fire Alchemy" is just a hook, even the disciples who participated in this trial and entered the Black Water Dragon Palace are hooks.
The purpose is to draw out the seed hidden in the dark.
"Elder Meng, could this kid be the one!?" The middle-aged man in black robe pointed at Wang Qiong and asked.
He had never seen such a wonderful disciple in his life, and no matter how he looked at it, he seemed to be of unknown origin. If he was said to be the seed of the dark church, those puppets would probably not object.
"Him?" Elder Meng smiled: "Everyone has the possibility, but he has no possibility."
"Why?" the middle-aged man in black robe wondered.
"It would be great if all the seeds of the Dark Church were like him." Elder Meng laughed.
The middle-aged man in black robe was startled, then nodded immediately.
With Wang Qiong's non-human style, it's hard not to attract attention, especially if he meets a teacher like him, he must check the eighteen generations of his ancestors.
If the seeds of the dark church had such virtues, they would have been taken over long ago.
"But..." Elder Meng said suddenly, his eyes condensed slightly.
Say a few words!After receiving the notice, the recommendation of this issue has been promoted again, and it is still No.1!Hahaha, I still want to thank everyone for their support here, thank you for your subscription, favorites, recommendations, monthly tickets, comments, and rewards!It is everyone's support that makes this book achieve some results.Since the book was opened, it has been recommended three times in total.No.2 once, No.1 twice, and it will be on the cover of the category starting tomorrow. Without further ado, keep working hard, thank you again!
(End of this chapter)
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