Chapter 585 Gathering
Five years later, Wuxiang City.
Wuxiang City is one of the three guard cities that protect Tianfu City. It is only one-tenth the size of Tianfu City. However, standing on the top of Wuxiang City and looking around, the edges of Wuxiang City are still not visible.
The easternmost wall of Wuxiang City was already in tatters, with ruins everywhere. However, in just five years, with the joint efforts of the Renaissance Army and the Holy Land monks, all the walls of Wuxiang City that were about to resist the alien army were repaired.
The monks used great magic power to mobilize the warships destroyed in the war to block the large holes in the city wall, and spent a lot of time repairing the formation of the Wuxiang City wall.
The easternmost city wall of Wuxiang City is already impregnable. The 900-foot-high city wall is densely covered with formation patterns, giving people an infinite sense of security.
Whether it is a Renaissance Army monk or a Holy Land monk, when they come under this city wall, they will also have great confidence because of this city wall, feeling that the Yingtian clan is invincible as a united force.
Behind the city wall is a tower thousands of feet high, and a massive amount of gray ghost mist is sucked in from under the tower.
This is a spiritual liquid tower in Wuxiang City, but unlike other spiritual liquid towers, this spiritual liquid tower was not originally designed to supply monks with spiritual liquid.
This spiritual liquid tower is very different from other spiritual liquid towers. First of all, this spiritual liquid tower is taller, with a height of 1,500 feet, far exceeding the average spiritual liquid tower.
Secondly, the compressed spiritual liquid array of this spiritual liquid tower was only built to 900 feet, and the remaining 600 feet of the tower wall were another defensive formation.
This formation will extract a large amount of spiritual liquid from the spiritual liquid pool in the spiritual liquid tower, and then use it layer by layer to convert it into the most brilliant holy light, and finally radiate it through a huge crystal ball on the top of the tower.
At this time, ten thousand soldiers of the Yingtian clan gathered in Wuxiang City gathered under the spiritual liquid tower. Feng Zelu stood on the city wall, silently watching the flow of people coming and going below.
Five years ago, when Feng Zelu and other Nascent Soul powerhouses explained the current serious situation, with the unremitting efforts of the commanders of the Renaissance Army and the guardians of the Holy Land, the 30,000 Renaissance Army and Holy Land monks gathered in the paradise gradually abandoned the past. Because of their prejudice, they only have the label of being members of the Yingtian tribe, and their only enemies are the coming armies from other worlds.
Refining talismans, condensing spiritual liquid, repairing formations, collecting spiritual liquid, many arduous tasks were completed one after another. Everyone cooperated sincerely, and in just five years, Wuxiang, Chuanyun and Wenyuan were Three ancient cities were armed.
Feng Zelu has been exhausted during this period. He has not been idle for a day in the past five years. He personally directs and mobilizes every task. He also solves many difficult problems with his own hands.
However, these five years were also the most satisfying days for Feng Zelu. He did not have to kill his compatriots from the Yingtian tribe with his own hands, and he also witnessed the Renaissance Army and the Holy Land monks put aside their hatred and fight.
This is what the Yingtian Clan of his dreams should look like.
"I really hope to see the day when the Yingtian clan is completely freed from slavery and the Yingtian clan is no longer divided. At that time, no matter how dilapidated the Yingtian world is, as long as the clan members work together, the Yingtian world will one day glow with the glory of the ancient times! "
Then Feng Zelu turned to look at the endless and deep darkness outside the city wall.
In that darkness, there was an undercurrent of death.
"It's a pity that I, Feng Zelu, won't be able to see that scene anymore."
At this time, a spiritual light flew from both sides of Feng Zelu at the same time, and Tang Yichen and Wang Liangkun came to Feng Zelu one after another.
Tang Yichen said: "Senior Feng, the formation on the south side is ready. Once you give the order, all the soldiers will immediately enter the formation." Wang Liangkun said: "Seeing that the alien army is approaching, what else can Senior Feng do? Want to explain?"
Feng Zelu smiled and said, "You don't have to be so nervous. We have already done what we need to do. Now come and have a few drinks with me. Let's sit down and wait for the arrival of the alien army."
With that said, Feng Zelu waved his hand, and a wine table appeared out of thin air on the city wall.
Feng Zelu poured a glass of wine for each of Tang Yichen and Wang Liangkun, raised his glass and said: "I, Feng Zelu, would like to toast you two with this glass. I would like to thank you two for accompanying me, Feng Zelu, to face the enemy together in Wuxiang City. We have been together for so many years. We are rivals, and it is truly a fate to be able to fight side by side again.”
Tang Yichen and Wang Liangkun hurriedly raised their glasses: "No! Brother Wang and I should be the ones honoring Senior Feng. Senior Feng supported the two of us in the Holy Land, and the kindness of knowing and meeting him was unforgettable. And because we were deceived by others, we ignored the facts. The truth is that I have blocked Senior Feng’s actions several times over the past hundreds of years, and now that I think about it, I feel really ashamed.”
Feng Zelu laughed loudly: "You are still thinking about this now? At that time, we were all masters and had different positions. It is the duty of the guardians of the Holy Land to obstruct the Renaissance Army. If you do not even fulfill this duty, then it is called true It’s a waste of my teachings to you when I was the protector of the Holy Land! As for your failure to see the facts clearly, I don’t blame you..."
Feng Zelu continued: "Not everyone has the opportunity to see the facts clearly and choose the right path. This has nothing to do with talent, only personality. A child like Xiuyun has excellent talent, but her unswerving loyalty But it has become an obstacle for her to see the truth of Yingtian Realm. It is understandable that you are similar to her, and there is no need to blame yourself too much. As long as you can wake up in time, it will be a good thing. "
While the three of them were drinking, a ray of fire flew from the west.
"Seniors are drinking, can you bring juniors with you? Juniors can provide good drinks!"
Seeing Shu Han's arrival, Feng Zelu and the others had surprises in their eyes.
Feng Zelu smiled and said: "Little friend Shu Han really came as promised!"
Shu Han smiled and said, "I promised Senior Feng what I should do, otherwise wouldn't it be a waste of the trip to the Great Yuan Spiritual Liquid Tower given by Senior Feng?"
Tang Yichen looked at Shu Han and was surprised by his calm and calm aura.
"Shu Han, the aura you exude from time to time even makes me feel scared. In just five years, it is not enough for ordinary cultivators to retreat, but you can still improve! It's incredible!"
Shu Han smiled and said, "Senior, you are too kind!" After that, Shu Han came to the three people, took out the wine mixed with the Cantian Creation Liquid, and poured a glass for each of them. The three people took a sip and were immediately surprised by the wine.
Wang Liangkun laughed loudly: "Good wine, Shu Han, you brought out such good wine, what should we do if we can't drink it in the future!"
Shu Han laughed loudly: "Only if we survive this disaster, seniors will each have a large pot of good wine, and you can ask juniors for wine at any time!"
Tang Yichen laughed: "Brother Wang, you see that none of us in the Nascent Soul stage have made money! We should cooperate to fight the local tyrants after the war!"
Shu Han said: "If there is a chance after the war, seniors should not stare at juniors. Juniors recommend seniors to fight a local tyrant named Gong Xiangming. This old guy is much richer than juniors! But he is Senior Feng's man, and I am afraid that Senior Feng will cherish his subordinates and won't let us do it."
Feng Zelu laughed loudly: "Okay, if we can survive this disaster, we can rob him, I allow it!"