A golden ball of light soared upwards and exploded in the sky, turning into golden light feathers all over the sky, like fireworks in the daytime.
But those light feathers were not fleeting like fireworks, but instead floated in the sky, falling gently on the soaring giant snow monsters that breathed wind, frost, ice and snow.
Then, everyone knew that the snow monster has no blood.
Therefore, when they are dismembered, what falls from the sky are pieces of blue-gray flesh or hard ice.
This is the difference between flesh and blood snow monsters and elemental snow monsters. The flesh and blood of the former can barely be used as food, while the flesh and blood of the latter, once dead, are ordinary ice cubes, which are harder at most.
Mo Wenxin, the leader of the Liuhe Sect, waved his hand, and the golden light feathers all over the sky came down one after another, turning into streams of light, gathering in his hand, and turning into a golden feather fan.
"Uncle Master, the master's Taoism is superb!" Elder Song next to her began to use her newfound flattery skills: "These monsters are really like ants in front of Uncle Master, they will be destroyed with a snap of a finger. With Uncle Master here..."
Mo Wenxin ignored her series of rainbow farts, but closed his eyes and opened his hands, as if he was sensing something.
After about four or five seconds, he opened his eyes, retracted his hand, and murmured: "Interesting, really interesting."
"Uncle Master, what's so interesting?" Elder Song has a very good ear.
"What are you still doing here?" Mo Wenxin said in a bad tone, "Why don't you hurry up and save people!"
"Ah, yes!" Elder Song reacted and instantly united his body and sword, turning into a white sword light, flying out and disappearing into the snow.
Next to them, Elder Huairu from the Haoyue Sect and Mr. Lu from the Federation didn't stay too long. They also took out their magic weapons and headed for the snowy field outside the base.
Mo Wenxin looked up at the sky. There was no trace of the snow monster in the sky, leaving only a gloomy sky covered by thick clouds.
"I didn't expect the merit to be real!" His tone was full of emotion.
Obviously, to be able to express such emotion, he has already mastered the "Sutra of Merits and Virtues" he just learned!
After experiencing it for a while, the golden light flashed a few times on his hand. Mo Wenxin stopped the experiment and turned his head.
Behind him is the gate of Jingshui Base, but the nearly half-meter-thick metal gate has been completely damaged. Not to mention a big hole, the metal frame connecting to the mountain wall has been changed, and there are several snowflakes. The monster's huge corpse blocked almost half of the door.
Mo Wenxin glanced at a small hole in the mountain wall next to the door. There was a hidden observation port with a pair of eyes wearing goggles and a sniper rifle that was originally set up but was now put aside. gun.
Mo Wenxin didn't say anything, turned his head, lightly passed over the body of the snow monster, and walked into the base again.
The long and wide corridor is now full of corpses, including those of snow monsters and those of humans.
Mo Wenxin waved, golden light flashed, and a hole suddenly opened on the top of the corridor, and a figure fell from the top with an exclamation.
Mo Wenxin dragged his hand, and the man's falling posture slowed down, his body adjusted, and he stood firmly on the ground.
Looking at the shocked soldier in front of him, Mo Wenxin said without any nonsense: "Where is the person in charge of your place? Take me to see him!"
The soldier stood there blankly, but did not move. He just closed his eyes tremblingly.
Suddenly, a voice came from his headset.
Before the soldier could speak, Mo Wenxin waved his hand: "Lead the way!"
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Not long after, Mo Wenxin saw the manager of this place, almost thirty floors underground: a middle-aged mortal who was gentle but extremely frail.
"I wonder why you are looking for me?" The middle-aged man seemed to have often dealt with cultivators, and now he spoke in a polite manner.
"What exactly is going on in your world? Please tell me carefully." Mo Wenxin was not in a hurry, he just found a chair and sat down.
"It's a long story. It starts with a meteor shower..." the middle-aged man began to explain.
Halfway through the explanation, Mo Wenxin suddenly interrupted him, pointed to the wall, and asked, "What is that?"
"This is our world map." The middle-aged man introduced.
"Since it's a map, why are the two sides round? Is this world an island?" Mo Wenxin asked again.
"No, this is our complete world map. Our world is a ball, how to put it..." The middle-aged man thought for a while, called his secretary, and gave some instructions.
Soon, the secretary came back with a tablet wrapped in cotton in his hand. After clicking on it a few times, the video started playing on the screen.
"This magical weapon is quite interesting." Mo Wenxin took it and started watching.
Not long after, after watching the video, Mo Wenxin nodded repeatedly: "Your world is actually a round ball! It is still floating in the void. This is too dangerous! No wonder it will enter the end of the world!"
After sighing with emotion, he pointed to the tablet: "Are there any other images like this?"
"Yes." The secretary quickly stepped forward to guide: "This is a knowledge-teaching learning tablet reserved by our base. It is made to continue the inheritance of civilization in extremely dangerous situations. It cannot play games, but it stores various subjects and categories. Various knowledge, including books and videos, you can click here..."
Being able to cultivate the Nascent Soul, Mo Wenxin was certainly not stupid. In a short time, he completely learned how to operate the tablet, and started to click on it and start watching videos.
Later, I felt that the video was too slow, and I learned how to play it in multiples and fast forward without any teacher.
In the end, it was not fast enough, so I turned off the video, opened the Civilization Library App, and started looking for books in it.
He reads at a very fast speed, and a page of dense words cannot last more than a second before being turned over in front of his eyes. A book can often only last a few minutes.
One after another, from Chinese to history, from politics to art, from mathematics to physics, from chemistry to biology...
Within a few hours, he had read through the primary school textbooks. Then, he stopped reading and turned his head: "Do you sell this magic weapon? I can trade it with you."
As he spoke, with a flash of his hand, a piece of black soft armor appeared out of thin air, and he began to introduce: "This is my very early work. It is a second-level high-grade magic weapon. It can automatically activate the five-element spiritual energy shield and resist the enemy. I will attack you until the spiritual energy inside is exhausted! The key is, this soft armor is not limited to any cultivation level, even a mortal can wear it!"
His eyes were full of longing: "How about it, do you want to change?"
The secretary was about to speak, but was interrupted by the middle-aged man: "Since you like it, I will just give you this tablet! There is no need to say whether to change it or not."
"How is this possible? Our Liuhe Sect is a well-known and upright sect, and we will not do such things by force!" Mo Wenxin insisted: "I know you are afraid of me! But actually, don't worry, I am a Nascent Soul monk, and Will they rob you mortals of your things? So, you still have to change it!"
After that, he threw out the black soft armor, opened the tablet, half-lyed on the chair, and continued to read.
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(End of chapter)
