The two airships moved in tandem and separated five miles in front of the giant cauldron. The larger one flew towards the top of the giant cauldron, while the other landed slowly on the ground.
This flying boat is about seventy feet long. The hull is an exquisite three-story pavilion, with carved beams and painted buildings, and cornices protruding from all sides. The rising sun brings thousands of rays of rays to the gold-covered eaves, and the golden light is brilliant and magnificent. abnormal.
The gangway was lowered, and a row of disciples dressed in scarlet clothes walked out and stood solemnly on both sides of the gangway. At a glance, there were about a hundred people, led by two monks with golden elixir strength.
Among them, the woman on the left has a slim figure, a tapered chin, and a neck as long as a bamboo joint. She should be a snake demon that has not completely transformed.
Obviously, the identity of the people in the boat is extraordinary.
But I don’t know if it’s the Han Rui or the ancient Zheng?
Suddenly, Yang Zhentong shrank!
Among the hundreds of people in scarlet clothes, he suddenly saw an old friend!
Lu Youan!
This person stood at the end of the team, with his eyebrows lowered and his eyes lowered. His right ear had returned to its original state, and there was no trace of any injury.
Unexpectedly, this kid would become the disciple of Alchemy Master Han Rui!
What a blessing in disguise!
At this moment, there was a melodious sound of the piano in the cabin, and a beautiful middle-aged woman in white dress and palace attire slowly walked out, followed by several maids. This woman has an indifferent appearance and moves like a lotus. She looks like she is strolling in the courtyard, but she exudes a strong aura. If there are any weak-willed people, they will even kneel down and worship her.
Sure enough, several prisoners in the crowd bowed down tremblingly, and some even collapsed to the ground.
A trace of disgust flashed between the middle-aged beautiful woman's eyebrows.
"See True Lord Han Rui." The three golden elixirs from the workshop all stepped forward to pay their respects.
"No courtesy!" Han Rui responded calmly, her voice as clear and sweet as an oriole in an empty valley.
The three Jindan stood up and thanked them, then took a few steps back and stood with their hands tied.
Seeing this posture, the prisoners did not dare to make any sound. The whole square was suddenly silent, and you could hear a pin drop.
Han Rui's eyes swept across everyone's faces one by one, her red lips slightly parted.
"The True Lord has ordered that you all go to the field and select ninety prisoners each." The snake demon woman ordered in a sharp voice.
Hundreds of disciples bowed in agreement, then dispersed into fans and walked toward the prisoners.
Lu Youan was also among them. Coincidentally, the direction he was heading was exactly where Yang Zhen was.
"You, you, you, come out!" The young deacon who had occupied the island in those days seemed to be the King of Hell holding the book of life and death in his hand. He was full of energy and pointed at a dozen young and strong-looking monks.
At this time, Zhuang Hong Pidianpidian came up to him, whispering in his ear, and looking back at Pei Jian and others from time to time.
Lu Youan waved his hand impatiently.
However, he did not reject Zhuang Hong's recommendation. He pointed his finger and Pei Jian, as well as the twenty or so people who usually gathered around him, were selected.
When his eyes fell on Yang Zhen, Lu Youan frowned slightly, feeling very uncomfortable.
Like visceral hatred.
"You, come out!" he shouted loudly.
Yang Zhen lowered her eyes and took a few steps forward expressionlessly, standing with Pei Jian and others.
He had a bad feeling in his heart. Being singled out at this time might be a disaster rather than a blessing.
That Zhuang Hong should know something, otherwise he wouldn't take the opportunity to retaliate.
He secretly continued to use the [Yin Yang Lingxi Jue], and Zhao Yueer has been under his induction for a quarter of an hour.
The longer it takes, the greater the chance of being noticed. The little girl did not return to the bluestone space and continued to stay outside and take risks. This only shows that finding a way out of the formation may not be as smooth as imagined.
This worried him.
What's even worse is that Xiao Qingshi, his biggest life-saving trump card when encountering danger, is not with him at the moment!
If those people had any malicious intentions, I'm afraid he would be doomed.
"I was careless." He secretly regretted it.
Just go back fifty days. Who would have guessed at that time that this giant cauldron would be completed more than ten days ahead of schedule!
After all, Yiyi's method is the fastest and safest way for them to obtain the best spiritual stones!
"I hope they can get out of trouble in time!" He hoped helplessly.
…
The unknown is the greatest fear.
As more and more people were selected, panic began to spread among the crowd.
Finally, one of the selected young men suddenly staggered back and shouted:
"I can't stand it anymore, I, I won't go!"
The disciple who chose the person next to him quickly stood up to stop him, but was pushed to the ground by the young man.
"I, I am willing to be a prisoner for the rest of my life, let me go back!" The man danced his fists wildly, as if he was crazy.
"That's enough!" Han Rui raised her beautiful eyebrows, flicked her index finger, and a spark fell on the man like a shooting star chasing the moon.
"Hula!" Raging flames rose up.
"Ah——" The young man instantly turned into a burning man, screaming and crashing into the crowd.
However, after taking only half a step, he was restrained by a huge force and couldn't move. He had to dance on the spot and scream in grief.
"Noisy!" The demonic snake angrily yelled, but no movement was seen from her. The young man's voice suddenly could not be heard, but his face changed ferociously, his whole body twisted, and he looked even more terrifying.
What's even more frightening is that after several breaths have passed, the man is still screaming silently, neither being burned to ashes nor losing consciousness.
Yang Zhen's heart trembled.
Han Rui's little spark should be a kind of elixir fire containing powerful vitality, which is very domineering.
With such a living example in front of them, all the prisoners no longer dared to resist at all. Before long, all nine thousand prisoners were selected.
Only then did Yang Zhen notice that none of those who had just been captured by Han Rui's momentum and knelt down in shock were selected.
Han Rui looked at these selected prisoners, her gaze as solid as anything. Everyone had the illusion that she was paying special attention to him.
"Okay, let's get on the boat." She nodded slightly.
"Yes!" The three real people in the factory and a group of supervisors responded loudly.
Immediately, twenty Zifu raised their hands, and twenty eighteen-nine-foot-long flying boats appeared on the grass.
Each Zifu, with a group of five supervisors, escorted more than 400 prisoners onto the flying boat.
Some people were trembling with fear and wanted to turn around and run away. However, the figure who was still shouting silently in the fire made them extinguish any thoughts of resistance.
There is a natural chasm between Zhuji and Nascent Soul. What's more, there are so many golden elixirs and purple mansions?
Between immediate death and possible death, everyone chose the latter.
Half an hour later, the flying boat filled with people slowly rose and sailed towards the top of the giant cauldron.
…
The distance of two hundred feet was reached in a moment.
After fifty days and nights, Yang Zhen came to the center of the giant cauldron again.
Glancing at it from above, his heart suddenly sank.
In the cauldron that looks like a stadium, countless golden beads are densely packed, shining brightly in the morning sun.
Obviously, the tripod belly project is also being completed ahead of schedule.
Seeing that the number of apprentices in the weapon refinery was close to four hundred, they were lining up in front of the courtyard, and there was faint chatter and laughter.
Thinking of the huge amount of spiritual stones that were about to be obtained, every apprentice's face was filled with joy.
Yang Zhen looked around and saw about six hundred people gathering in the other corner of the square.
The dresses are fluttering and colorful, and they are all female nuns.
With a thought in his heart, he suddenly guessed the identities of these people.
Sure enough, I saw Pei Jian beside me, with her eyes wide open, looking for the female cultivators.
Flying boats landed one after another around the square.
"Junior Sister Chen——" A loud shout rang in the ears, and the figure swayed, only to see Pei Jian dragging her shackles, stumbling towards the group of female cultivators...
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