Magical Comic Travel

"The big boss is here too, I understand! Strong crossbow ramp, let's go." After the man finished speaking, the slate was also closed, and the surroundings were once again dark.A little light flashes overhead, and more and more.

Tianming saw it and said, "Look! What is that? You can also see stars in the mountains. It's so fun."

"If you know what that is, you won't find it fun." Ban old man said.

"Then what are you talking about?" Tianming said.

"This is the first line of defense of the Mohist organ city - the Arrow Array. If an enemy invades or fails to answer the command, the Arrow Array will be activated." Yue'er explained for Master Ban.

"Are you saying that these white spots are many bows and arrows!" Tian Ming said.

"Well, it's very sharp. Have you ever seen candied haws?" Old man Ban said.

"Um... Yue'er just now what kind of machine did you say here? Trick City?" Tianming shuddered behind him, and quickly changed the subject and asked again.

"Hmm...the sacred place in the minds of Mohist disciples is also the most secret Mohist fortress - Trick City." Yue'er explained.

"You mean..." Before Tianming finished speaking, old man Ban said again: "Everyone sit down! We are going into the city."

After a while, there was the sound of gears turning in the darkness, and a stone gate slowly rose up not far away, through which a bright light came out, and the light shone on everyone's faces. With a joyful smile, he swept away the exhaustion from running around recently.As Suzaku approached the stone gate, the light became brighter and brighter, and finally obliterated everyone together.

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In the towering and majestic Xianyang Palace.

"The Mohist organ city?" Under the bright sunlight, Ying Zheng was wearing a crown suit, with one hand on the hilt of his sword at his waist, looking forward, frowning slightly.

"That is the most secret fortress of the Mo family, and it is also the safest hiding place for rebels from all over the place." Beside him, Li Si lowered his head and said respectfully.

"In the territory of my Great Qin Empire, there is actually a place that is not governed by the laws of the Great Qin." Ying Zheng's eyes flashed coldly: "What is the reason?"

"The Mohist Trick City is hidden in the mountains. The terrain there is peculiar. There are steep cliffs and deep valleys for hundreds of miles. It is difficult to climb even with light clothes and bare hands, let alone armored soldiers and troops." Li Si continued: "The lower part is surrounded by the rushing river, and the water is full of hidden reefs and rocks. Ships often run aground on the rocks, and the ship is destroyed. What's more strange is that there is also an unpredictable sea of ​​clouds, and the weather is sunny and rainy from time to time. Walking in the mountains, one often loses one's way in the vast sea of ​​clouds."

Hearing this situation, Ying Zheng asked strangely: "Oh, since the terrain there is so dangerous, how did the Mo family build a fortress there?"

Li Si explained: "Since the Mohist school was founded four hundred years ago, it has been known for its proficiency in organ techniques. It is said that the location of this organ city is dangerous, very hidden, and the design is exquisite and the organs are complicated. It was built by the Mohist disciples over the years. It took a hundred years to build successfully.”

"It took hundreds of years to complete the construction, that is to say, the Mohists started building this fort long before the Great Qin unified the world?" Ying Zheng asked.

"Exactly."

Ying Zheng asked again, "What is their purpose in doing this?"

"Those rebels claim that years of war will eventually destroy the world, and this city will become the last piece of paradise for people to escape the war and enjoy a peaceful life." Li Sidao.

Ying Zheng was silent for a moment, and said slowly: "For seven hundred years, the world has been divided, and the powers of various countries are separated. Everyone has different characters, different languages, different living habits, and different traditional beliefs. It hasn’t stopped for seven hundred years.” Speaking of the pause, he continued: “The purpose of destroying the six countries is to eliminate these barriers. There is no division of national boundaries, no misunderstanding of language, so that people can live together harmoniously. Such a country is qualified to be called a paradise."

"Since His Majesty Cong unified the world, there has been no war for five full years." Li Si turned his head to look at Ying Zheng, and said flatteringly.

Ying Zheng flashed a cold light again, and said: "The land between the heaven and the earth is the land of the Great Qin, and the people living in this land are the people of the Great Qin. In my empire, there is absolutely no such thing as a Mohist organ city." place exists."

There was silence in the huge Xianyang Palace, only Ying Zheng's cold voice echoed non-stop.

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"boom……"

The machine bird passed through a tunnel and landed on a ledge of rock.

Below the platform is a lake, which occupies most of the natural cave, illuminated by the sunlight from the dome, like a huge blue gem.

And around the lake, there are countless stalactites and stalagmites in various forms, dazzling and colorful. Bits of crystal water drops fall from the stalactites, and some hit the ground or stalagmites. , making all kinds of ethereal sounds, like playing fairy music, some of them fell into the lake, causing circles of ripples, reflecting pieces of sparkling light, and the alternation of light and shadow seemed to stir up the whole film The space is shaking slightly, like a dream.

"Wow, it's so handsome. There is such a place in Dashan's stomach." Tianming first jumped off the wooden kite, and jumped left and right on the platform with a look of amazement, looking at the surrounding scenery .

Mu Hantian got off Suzaku with Yue'er in his arms, and Duanmurong and Nongyu stood on either side of Mu Hantian.

"This kid really has never seen the world. This is just the beginning, so he is so excited." Master Ban watched Tianming scurry around, although he looked a little disdainful, but he was very contented in his heart. He stretched his waist and sighed. Said: "Every time I come back here, my mood will become very calm, and there will be no more dangers of chaos outside. It's great."

"It feels good to be 'home'." Mu Hantian rubbed Yue'er's hair and said with a smile.

The third hundredth Chapter 17 Promised Land?refuge!

"The legendary refuge of the Mohists is indeed well-deserved of its reputation. It is really a wonderful world." Breathing the fresh air with a little humidity, Gai Nie couldn't help sighing when he saw the beautiful scenery here.

"Refuge?" Hearing these words, Tianming paused and tilted his head to look at Gai Nie.How could such a beautiful place be just a sanctuary?

"This is the holy place of our Mohist family, Mogui Pond." Yue'er hung on Mu Hantian's body, her head slightly raised, and the pride on her small face could not be concealed.

"Moguichi?" Tianming asked in confusion.

"Gauge is the measure, and ink is like the mind. Without scale, the heart will be distorted, and people will lose their direction in doing things. This is the origin of the ink rule pool." Beside, Duanmu Rong said lightly.

"It's such a strange name." Tianming was a little confused, he still couldn't fully understand Duanmurong's words.

"This is the name given by the ancestor of the Mo family." Master Ban stared at him: "Do you have any opinions?"

"The patriarch of the Mo family must have drunk a lot of ink to come up with such, such... such an incomprehensible name."

"That's because you are stupid." The master class snorted.

"Crash..."

At this time, there was the sound of gears snapping and chains sliding, and a moment later, a boat tied with chains began to fall from above to the platform.

"Come to pick us up." The class master turned around and raised his head to wait.

"What is this?" Looking at the boat, Tianming asked suspiciously.

"Boy, I haven't seen it before." The class master regained his energy, squinted his eyes, stroked his beard, and said complacently: "This is called a cloud boat. It was designed by my old man. No matter who it is, without it, it will be considered as an asylum." Therefore, it is more difficult to enter the ink gauge pool than to ascend to the sky."