Dharma Ring: Selling dung beetles at the border

Under the Geled Divine Grant Tower, the slender body of the Divine Skin Apostle was wrapped in robes and hoods.

The clothes of the Godskin Apostle are sewn from smooth skin, showing a pale color.

The Divine Skin Apostle, the Black Flame Martial Arts Monk and Sir Bai Zhi sat around a small table, looking at each other.

Gideon, what's the matter? The Divine Skin Apostle spoke first, his voice hoarse.

Sir Bai Zhi leaned back in his chair:

There is a new person in the Round Table Hall.

I don't think you want me to congratulate you. The God Skin Apostle said.

Of course not. You are the enemy of Queen Malika. I hope there will never be anyone new to the round table. Sir Baizhi smiled.

But you are cooperating with us.

I'm just thirsty for knowledge. Bai Zhi said, I'm also thirsty for Black Flame, and I'm here to explore the truth.

Bai Zhi said slowly: That newcomer may control the black flame.

The Divine Skin Apostle and the Black Flame Martial Arts Cultivator looked at each other with some vigilance and confusion in their eyes.

Apostle Shenpi said: Do you suspect that we spread the Black Flame Prayer?

I don't know, so I'm here to find out. Bai Zhi said, Whether it is true or not, you must be careful. You are the enemy of the Golden Clan. It is better to stay in the dark corner now.

The Godskin Apostle shook his head: It's not me, maybe it was spread elsewhere.

Baizhi turned his attention to the Black Flame martial arts cultivator again.

The Black Flame martial arts cultivator's face darkened:

So that's why you asked me to participate? Do you doubt me?

Bai Zhi said calmly:

You abandoned your duty to guard the giant flame, why can't you betray the black flame again?

The Black Flame martial arts cultivator suddenly stood up, propped up the table with both hands, and looked down at Baizhi. The tall and mighty figure coupled with the heavy armor engraved with the giant's one eye makes him look very oppressive.

But both the Divine Skin Apostle and Baizhi were very indifferent. They looked at the martial arts monks calmly.

Anger can't change the facts. You just need to answer truthfully. Baizhi said, I'm actually a little curious as to why you left the snow mountain.

Baizhi looked around at the empty palace at the bottom of the Geled Divine Grant Tower:

The junction is a semi-ring, from the snowy mountains in the north to Galid in the east, it can almost be said to be the farthest distance. What are you running from?

The Black Flame martial arts cultivator's body trembled, he slowly sat back in silence, and said in a muffled voice:

It's not me. I never left here.

As for why you escaped... There was some fear in his eyes, and it took him a while to calm down. His expression was tangled, as if he was planning something to say, but he didn't know where to start.

He said: You want to know why I turned my back on the flame, then do you know what the flame is?

The giant's flame was sealed by Queen Marika herself because it could threaten the golden tree. Anyone who touches the flame is guilty of a felony. Momochi answered.

Yes, Queen Marika's golden law is powerful and beautiful. People receive blessings and grow, their souls are immortal, and they enter reincarnation again through the golden tree. Black Flame Xiuwu Monk said, But Marika is wrong, she does not It’s time to establish an immortal law in the border area.”

Bai Zhi said: I heard that many flame martial monks were attracted by the flames while guarding the flames, and turned to the prayer miracle of the giant flame. Because you were attracted by the flames, you began to oppose the Golden Law?

I am attracted to flames because they are powerful and beautiful. Black Flame martial arts monk said, Especially on the snow-capped mountains.

We are guarding the flames in the snow-capped mountains, but because the cold is inseparable from the flames, we need to strengthen our beliefs. We must not only stay close to the flames to warm ourselves, but also be careful not to be engulfed by the flames. The martial arts monk said,

In this environment, our awe of flames gradually disappears, and we become obsessed with flames. Just like the Cyclops armor on our bodies is supposed to remind us of the fear of giants, but after we get used to it, we no longer feel scary.

He continued: But this has nothing to do with the Golden Law. Even if we use fire, we still identify with the golden tree and the system of returning to the tree after death. We identify with the flame and also identify with the immortal soul under the Golden Law. But now... it's the other way around. ”

The Black Flame martial arts monk took a deep breath:

I realize the horror of fire, but I no longer agree that the soul is immortal.

Queen Mallika was wrong. She should not have locked her soul in the junction so that death could not come. Some things that should have died, some undead souls that do not belong to this era, should have died correctly...

Sir Bai Zhi said: So you came to seek your destined death, and began to follow the power of Queen Mallika's enemy, Queen Sky-Eye, and get involved in the Black Flame.

Bai Zhi asked enthusiastically:

What did you discover? What was the opportunity that made you completely reverse your belief?

I didn't discover it, it was one of my companions - Amon. Black Flame martial arts monk said, He was guarding the giant cauldron that day, and he was on duty on top of the cauldron. I just saw the result.

He covered his head: The giant's cauldron of flames, the majestic crucible like a crater, was blasted with a huge gap, and the flames flowed out, destroying everything in its path.

Amon said... someone came out of the gap, his whole body burning with flames, possessing blazing heat and pure destructive power that the flame watchers had never felt before.

Amon ran away that night. His spirit almost collapsed, and I was sent to track down the person who walked out of the crucible. I tracked the traces of that person during the day...

Black Flame martial arts monk suddenly paused and asked Baizhi:

Do you know about the Bird of Death?

Of course I know. Bai Zhi said, I also know some of the dead bird's spells.

At first, Roger guessed that Wuming was related to the Death Bird, and he was the one who refuted it.

Why did you mention the dead bird? Bai Zhi asked.

There is a dead bird in the snow mountain, but it is dead and was killed by that person. Black Flame martial arts monk grinned an ugly smile, Not even the bones are left.

The dead bird that used its corpse to make spiritual fire was burned into ashes? It's interesting. Baizhi said.

It's not burned into ashes. Black Flame martial arts monk covered his forehead and recalled some terrible scenes:

It was daytime, and I could see clearly that the dead bird was eaten by him, just like filling a fireplace with firewood. The bones were removed one by one and stuffed into his mouth...

Bai Zhi thought about the death bird's size comparable to that of a flying dragon: Is that man a giant?

It's not a giant, it's something like a human being. Black Flame martial arts monk shook his head.

It just looked like a human, but it was definitely not a human. The bones were longer than his body. I watched him stuff them into his mouth and just stuff them in. It was so weird.

Black Flame martial arts monk's eyes were in a trance, deep in memories:

I watched him eat the whole Bird of Death. The Bird of Death, which walks in the spiritual world and guides the spiritual fire, could only scream, and its soul was gnawed by that person and ignited. He even ate the spear of the Bird of Death, He chewed and walked like a child chewing grass roots. I didn’t dare to show my head the whole time. After he disappeared for a long time, I was shivering from the cold of the snow-capped mountains before I dared to come out.”

He smiled bitterly: Then I discovered that I no longer dared to face the flames. I developed a deep fear of flames. Only from that day did I understand what the felony of flames was.

A flame watcher who didn't even dare to light a fire to keep warm. The black flame martial arts monk lit the black flame in his hand. I did not report back to the leader of the watchers, but fled the snow mountain. In the process of escaping, I realized it later. I realized that those were probably some ancient souls that should have died long ago, but were imprisoned in the cauldron of fire because of the law of immortality and were nourished into terrifying monsters.

The black flame martial monk looked directly at Sir Bai Zhi:

I joined God Skin because I believe that death is the correct law in the borderland. Only the world described by Queen Xiao Seyan can avoid the birth of monsters like that.

Sir Bai Zhi frowned:

So there's a monster roaming the Junction, and it has the power to burn down the Golden Tree?

The Death Rune was sealed by Marika, and 'death' has been hidden. Without the power of destined death, theoretically he cannot 'kill' the golden tree. The Godskin Apostle interjected.

Baozhi rubbed the spherical gem on the scepter with his fingers and fell into deep thought.

He originally came here for Wuming, but now that he heard such big news, he suddenly lost interest in the little faded one.

According to the Black Flame martial arts monk's description, this guy who jumped out of the flame cauldron has the strength of a top demigod.

What is a top demigod? Valkyrie Malenia and Broken Star General Latarn are the top ones.

One move changed the entire landscape of Galid, and one blocked the flow of stars, causing the stargazers' magic system to stagnate.

A building as big as a giant's cauldron can create a gap in one blow, and it possesses the power of flame to restrain the golden tree. Its destructive power is probably no less than those of these two demigods.

Any demigod can influence the pattern of a territory. Even a demigod as weak as Greg can turn the territory into a terrifying tomb of limbs.

It can be said that the layout of the borderland is determined by several demigods. Now that an unknown demigod-level character suddenly appears, Momochi cannot say how much impact it will have on the borderland.

He silently recorded this mysterious man in his notes, along with the Blood King, Blessing King and other demigods, and prepared to investigate.

Thank you for the information, I will also pay attention to this person. Baizhi stood up and left.

The black flame martial arts monk murmured:

The prophecy will definitely come true, and the extinct flame will ignite the golden tree. That monster must be dormant in the darkness now, devouring everything, accumulating strength, and waiting for the day when the world will be melted down...

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They sell dung beetle dew drops. It's delicious and not expensive. It only costs 500 runes each. Newbies get a 50% discount on their first purchase. If you can't buy it for 250, you'll be at a loss and you won't be fooled. If you buy it now, you'll get a barbecue skewer. Although the quantity is small, it's It still has the effect of strengthening the body...

Underground in Stone City, Wuming was waving flags and shouting vigorously, holding an iron fork with many forks in his hand and inserting many pieces of meat.

As if echoing Wuming's cry, a gust of cold wind blew past many tombstones, bringing a cold breath to Wuming.

Wuming narrowed his eyes, feeling comfortable being blown by the wind:

I can feel that the people in the grave are cheering for me, and they even want to eat and drink.

But the dead are poor, Roger said with a smile as he sat aside, and they probably don't have a sense of taste.

You're not a dead person, how do you know it's poor? How dare you assume the wealth of a dead person. Wuming stared back at Roger, he hadn't opened for a long time, and there were still too few people coming to the underground of Stone City.

And why are you here again? Wuming asked.

Roger looked at him deeply and said leisurely:

I'm investigating the Fallen Eagle Legion.

When he said this, Roger was paying attention to Wuming's reaction.

Fallen Eagle Legion? What is that? Wuming tilted his head.

Judging from the investigation data, it is a slave regiment. Roger said, Judging from the reverse eagle emblem on the coat of arms, it is likely to belong to Storm City.

How come I haven't seen such a legion before? Wuming said, Is there any place in Stone City that I haven't been to?

They were sent underground a long time ago to investigate the Eternal City underground, Rogel said.

Why are you investigating this thing? Wuming was curious, You're not looking for death.

It has something to do with my research. Roger said with a smile.

It's not easy for him to say in front of Wu Ming that he wants to investigate your details.

He took out a picture, which was the coat of arms of the Fallen Eagle Legion, a reverse eagle pattern.

It looks familiar... Wuming looked at the coat of arms.

Does it really matter? Roger was surprised.

Wuming recalled it for a while and said, Oh, there is this symbol on Patch's shield.

Is there this coat of arms on Patch's shield? Roger was surprised.

He had only met Patch once, and he really couldn't remember what coat of arms was on Patch's shield at that time.

It seems I have to visit Patch's old shop... Roger murmured.

It's useless for you to go now. He has gone out to do some business and it will take some time before he comes back. Wuming said, He went to Galid.

Galid...

What are you doing in Galid? Roger asked.

Well...doing business. Wuming answered vaguely.

They were planning to trick Greg, and the fewer people knew about it, the better.

Who knows if this seemingly gentle guy like Roger will be full of evil.

Nameless began to assume the worst about Roger.

Roger noticed that Wuming was wary of him, and his mind immediately started to work.

Could it be that Galid is the place to go to the Eternal City? Roger thought of such a possibility.

He looked at the empty burial ground not far away.

Dangerous monsters slept under the bones, preventing him from getting to the other side. I originally planned to come to Stone City to investigate the Fallen Eagle Legion this time and find a way to get to the other side, but now it seems that I will be delayed for a while.

Just when Roger was about to regretfully give up exploring the other side and go to Galid, someone jumped from above.

The visitor's eyes were dim, and he was a faded person.

Roger came here to investigate for a few days, and felt that the number of faded people increased significantly. Many faded people who were not outstanding in strength began to sneak into the city, and even affected Greg's defense in the city.

The faded one glanced at Wuming:

I didn't expect there to be businessmen here.

Yes, yes. Wuming stood up immediately, Wherever there is a need, we are there. Do you want dew drops or power-enhancing props?

I want them all, I'm going to challenge the tree spirit. The faded man spent a lot of money boldly, buying dung turtle dew drops and brave meat pieces, and rushed to the empty bone burial ground.

A ferocious and twisted tree spirit emerged from the earth. The rough appearance of the tree roots was like an earthworm twisting and circling. Its huge mouthparts spurted out flames, and the originally empty place immediately became narrower.

Wuming and Roger crouched above, watching the faded person fight hard.

Ah, it's so miserable. I feel like he can't beat him. Wuming counted the runes he had just received.

As soon as he finished speaking, the tree spirit picked up the faded person, sprayed fire from his mouth, and held the faded person in his mouth to grill. Then he swung around and threw the faded person out. The faded person crossed more than ten meters, flew over the high platform, and landed behind Wuming.

Wuming ran over and treated the faded person who was still breathing.

The faded one groaned sadly:

Boss, this piece of meat doesn't work for you.

Wuming smiled and treated the faded person:

Flame pot, do you want it?