After practicing for a few days, Liangchen decided to go out with Chief Mo to have a look. After all, there would be very few opportunities to come here again in the future.
The leader of the Mo clan was also very interested in this. It was a pity that he could come to the Holy City in his lifetime.
The two walked around, and Liangchen found that the closer the city was to the Babel Tower, the denser the aura became, while other places were normal.
The city is divided into many areas, controlled by several ethnic groups.
Occasionally there were people coming and going, but most of them were dressed as businessmen, and most of them were worried and seemed to be discussing something.
"Are we going to raise the price? Why do we suddenly say it's out of stock?" An elder and a young man walked out of a small building.
"How will I explain to my tribe when I go back?" the young man said with a sad look on his face.
"Don't worry, I'll ask what other people say." The old man said softly, and then led him in the other direction.
"Clan leader, this holy city is tightly guarded, but why are there still so many merchants coming and going?" Liangchen asked.
"Reporting to the Holy Son, these merchants naturally come for the Fountain of Youth. The Holy City does not allow a few tribes to leave too many people, but it is open to some merchants with special status. Otherwise, how could so many springs be turned into various forms? resource.
I remember that when our army occupied a dragon spring, many businessmen immediately came to buy it. The fountain of youth flowing out could immediately be turned into a large amount of demon pills and other resources.
If it hadn't been for the accident, it would have become stronger by now and no one could shake it!
What a pity~ There is too little time left for the development of our department! "Clan Chief Molong had a look of regret on his face, as if he was recalling the prosperous days of the past.
"That's it." Liangchen whispered.
"This fountain of youth with dense spiritual energy gushes directly from the ground, and it sounds like it never stops day and night. If you can get a pulse, it will be no less than a large spiritual mine.
After thousands of years of nourishment, those big tribes have naturally become stronger and stronger, but it is almost as difficult for small tribes to develop beyond the big tribes! "Liangchen thought in his heart.
The two of them walked around and then returned to the room to continue practicing.
On this day, Liangchen was practicing in his room.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, the old man who saw the two off that day came to the room again.
"Two guests, please move to the Tower of Babel." The old man ordered directly, and then led the way.
Following the old man, we arrived at the top of Babel Tower in a short while.
There was a lot of discussion in the room. In addition to the original seven clan leaders, there were five or six more people, including young people and elders, standing beside the clan leaders.
Seeing the two people coming in, everyone looked at them as they listened to the discussion.
"You two are here, that person has already arrived." said the leader of the Tuntian Clan.
"The secret realm has been opened, and the people we sent earlier are already outside to intercept those foreigners. Only those who break into the secret realm are qualified to cooperate with us.
Someone must have broken in at this time, so we are about to enter the secret realm. Are you ready? "Clan Leader Tuntian said briefly, and then looked around.
"No problem." Everyone nodded.
"Please go back and wait for a few days, Chief Mo. When you return from the secret realm, you can leave naturally and send it to Chief Mo Long."
"The ban on the Tower of Babel is open, no one is allowed to enter! Let's go!" the swallowing clan leader ordered and walked onto the teleportation array.
Everyone followed them to the formation, and there was a buzzing sound. When Liangchen opened his eyes again, he had arrived at an underground cave.
The cave was dark and damp, but the spiritual energy was compelling. He was shocked when he sensed the spiritual energy here. The spiritual energy here was actually thicker than the place where he practiced!
Chief Tuntian pointed at a certain spot on the wall, and several pearls on the cave suddenly lit up one after another.
Liangchen looked around, but there was nothing around him, but there was a well in the center.
The well is about the width of a person's arms. There are many branching canals around it, but there is no spring water.
He took a closer look and saw that the words "immortality" were engraved on the well.
"Is this the legendary fountain of youth?"
"But why can't there be a spiritual spring flowing out?" He was moved in his heart.
Without waiting for further thought, the heads of the seven tribes walked towards the well one after another.
Chief Tuntian took the lead and jumped in, followed by the rest of the people.
As soon as they entered the well, Liangchen's body began to fall continuously. After a few breaths, everyone finally landed on the ground.
The space in the well is not large. It is a passage that goes downwards, like a hole leading to the ground.
As you go down, the space gradually becomes wider, with water droplets falling faintly on the surrounding walls, and the air in between begins to become more and more humid.
While sensing the dense spiritual energy, Liangchen released his spiritual thoughts to carefully detect the surroundings.
Everyone was silent, except for the sound of water droplets dripping on the rock wall. After walking like this for nearly an hour, the well has not bottomed out yet.
Liangchen couldn’t help but marvel!
Although everyone is not very fast, they have fallen very deep after such a long time.
After walking like this for another hour, the cave has become large enough to accommodate three or four people walking side by side, and the angle of descent is no longer as steep as it was at the beginning.
After walking all the way down and walking for a long time, the terrain finally became flat. There was a faint stream flowing on the ground. The water was clear and exuded a light aura. Water droplets from the top of the cave fell into the stream, making a tinkling sound.
Liangchen felt the spiritual energy floating around him and was secretly frightened.
"The spiritual energy here is a bit thicker. If you can practice here all year round, your mana will be restored several times faster!"
But everyone kept walking, and Liangchen had no choice but to walk forward among them.
After a while, the front seemed to vaguely reach the end.
Everyone's bodies were showing various radiant battle armors or treasures, and their expressions became serious. When Liangchen saw this, a worn-out pitch black battle armor appeared.
After a while, we reached the end, only to find that the road turned and it suddenly became clear!
A huge light blue cave appeared in front of everyone!
The walls of the cave are made of blue spar, with thin cone-like translucent stalactites falling from the top. There are several dark caves around which lead to unknown places, and there are several streams on the ground, but the spring water is flowing at a speed visible to the naked eye. Slowly become less.
Liangchen was thinking about where to go, but found that everyone turned a blind eye to the caves, and stopped to stare at a smooth mirror-like wall directly in front of them.
"We're here!" Chief Tuntian said softly.
Everyone stood in front of the wall but saw no movement. Chief Tiantian glanced around and stared at somewhere in the cave.
"Isn't it time for you guys to show up?" Chief Tuntian said calmly.
As soon as he finished speaking, Liangchen was startled and immediately took a few steps back, hiding behind everyone.
"Is there someone who has already arrived one step ahead?" He looked around, his mind gently scanning the entire cave but finding nothing.
After a few breaths, a burst of smoke slowly rose from a corner of the cave, and two old men in green shirts walked out.
"Haha! Sure enough, you are so clever, you can actually see through our smoke concealment technique! These people must be the seven desert tribes, right?" The old man smiled and spoke, and what he said was also the language of the desert.
Liangchen was secretly shocked. The two men's cultivation was unfathomable, and they felt as oppressive as those of several clan leaders.
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