After being reborn, he became cinnabar in the heart of Quanxianmen

Slender and slender columns support a gorgeous dome.On the top of the pillars, the serrated leaves carved with gold and the swirling flower buds are layered and interlaced, competing for splendor, like a bunch of freshly picked flower baskets, noble and luxurious.

If the fortress of the fortress city is like a muscular, hard-backed, mountain-like iron-blooded soldier, lying in ambush on the ground.Then the palace here is like a tall, charming and charming young man.

Corresponding to the top, the square bricks on the ground are also engraved with encircling golden honeysuckle and golden roses.Song Jun was very skeptical. If it wasn't for the fear of people slipping and falling on the pure gold floor, the builders of this golden palace would be happy to build a whole piece of pure gold floor.

The magnificent dome murals and the dazzling ground complement each other, making the solemn palace like a garden with flowers and branches, and the fragrance of gold is fascinating.

At least Duanmujian seemed almost drunk, touching a gem set on a pillar, and refused to leave.

Song Jun was amused, and asked casually:

"Is there any advantage in making pillars of gold?"

"There is no benefit. First of all, people here like to build their houses abnormally high. Putting something as heavy as gold on the top of a column that is too high will greatly increase the weight of the column; secondly, the metal will change as the temperature changes. Expansion and contraction. The temperature difference between day and night in the desert is large, and once the gold pillars are deformed, it is easy to cause structural instability; finally, how to ensure that the joint between the smooth gold and the stone pillars does not slip is also a problem.”

Song Jun was taken aback:

"Then why would they do it?"

Duanmujian looked at Song Jun sincerely:

"Your Highness, under normal circumstances, I would definitely not want you to let me, a disciple of the dignified Duanmu family, build such an unreasonable golden palace. After all, I have to be responsible if it collapses.

But if you say that after the completion of the project, I will share one-third of the gold used for the construction, no problem, I will take the three uncles of the Duanmu family and 78 brothers to get it done for you in two months. "

Song Jun: "..."

Yi Yao came over, Ruomu lay sickly on his shoulder, his gray wings tightly grabbed Yi Yao's collar.

Song Jun asked in surprise, "What's the matter?"

Yi Yao looked as usual, still calm and composed: "It's nothing, maybe I'm a little tired. I just saw a few more inscriptions, to the effect that they record the great achievements of the Sumuya royal family and nobles, and praise the rich sand and the exquisite craftsmanship of the craftsmen."

Song Jun was a little surprised: "The names of craftsmen and dignitaries can be engraved on the same inscription? This..."

Duanmujian asked dissatisfiedly with his hips akimbo: "What's the matter? Is there a problem? Is my name not worthy to stand side by side with you? Do princes and generals have kindness? Believe it or not, I will wake up tonight and call on all craftsmen to revolt all the way." Push it to the capital?"

Song Jun didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "The kings in the world are blessed by Ziwei Xing, ordinary monks can't get close to assassinate, and even push them to the capital, don't you want your cultivation? Save yourself.

But the ruler and the common people share weal and woe and enjoy the joy together.In the midst of luxury and luxury, there seems to be an extraordinary self-confidence of "a saint is like me".But how is this confidence built? "

Duanmujian tilted his head: "rich?"

Song Jun, who was just about to express her political ideas, choked for a moment, turned her face away and refused to talk to this woman who fell into Qian's eyes.

Duanmujian also summarized his findings.The unreasonable structure supports the huge temple, which fully proves that Su Muya's skill level is beyond imagination, which must be the result of the cumulative development of the times.

I just don't know why someone would specialize in this kind of technology, which is useless at all except to show off how powerful they are.

However, this unparalleled construction technology may also be bought directly with money - at least Duanmujian himself is willing to sell his wisdom.

The three people's speeches were very long. Duanmu Jian struggled to find a place to write in the golden flowers everywhere, and soon began to be lazy, and his sentences became more and more concise.Finally directly becomes:

"Gold, capitals, technology, understand?"

Lu Ran, who could only share his dream vision through Ruomu, was about to give up thinking.

A tiny drop of water fell on the scribbled brush and solidified into a round golden dot.

Lu Ran was in a panic right now, Ruomu exploded his wings and flew into the air in an instant.

Yi Yao raised his hand, and touched the Lingzhu in Ruomu's core with his fingertips.Lu Ran tried his best to control Ruomu to fly smoothly, and looked up.

Among the dense golden flowers and plants on the top of the column, the leaves are drooping and tired, and the delicate tendrils and flower buds are also in a wilting appearance, and the fine carvings on them gradually become blurred.

With a thud, a tiny leaf on the edge turned into golden raindrops and landed right at Yi Yao's feet.

Yi Yao frowned.

Song Jun beside him let out a suppressed exclamation.At some point, the gold-painted carvings on the ground were gradually melting into golden water, like thick syrup, almost sticking to the soles of her shoes.

Lu Ran's heart sank.

He is an instrument cultivator, and no one here knows better than him how difficult it is to refine pure gold.Its melting point is too high, and it can only be melted by burning with the purest spiritual fire supplemented by the best quality fire spirit stone.

Judging from the expressions of the three people in the Golden Palace, the temperature in the dream didn't seem to change suddenly.But that didn't comfort him.The gold that melts strangely before the melting point can only mean that something more frightening has happened in the treacherous and changeable dream.

Lu Ran calmed down and controlled Ruomu to fly towards the top of the pillar.The dense flowers and plants have gradually lost their shape, turning into golden rain one after another, dripping down.Ruomu dodges nimbly to prevent the golden water from falling on the wings and affecting the flight.

Beneath the shapeless gold, it seems to be slowly wriggling with a certain rhythm.The black magic energy is tangled, and the gold in the hall is like melted amber. As the outer layer becomes thinner and stickier, the dense wriggling insect shadows inside are exposed.

Lu Ran was startled, and the ninja's tingling scalp manipulated Ruomu to look aside.In the outer courtyard, the merry-seeking souls had slumped silently on the ground at some point. The white translucent flesh and blood body of the ghosts was shriveled and out of shape, covered with dense black worms.

And more black worms the size of knuckles continued to struggle to crawl out of the melted gaps on the thick gold chains with rhombus patterns on their necks, as if they were shelling out of a golden chrysalis.On the shiny black carapace and the fuzzy back scythe, there are still spots of dirty gold.

The magic locust did not spare its prey.

After the fortress city was destroyed in the fire from the sky, the nightmarish insect shadows pursued them and continued to eat away at the world.

They have caught up.

The feeling of gazing and scrutiny, like a gangrene, climbed up the back of the head again along the neck.

Lu Ran didn't even use Qingluan's jade pendant.With the experience of the previous world, the few people just watched Ruomu fly around anxiously, and quickly realized that the crisis was coming.

On the seven-storey golden tower, the silver-white light illuminating the world gradually dimmed, and the lights of fireflies flickered at the stairway leading to the open-air platform on the top of the tower.

Song Jun rushed over first.Her cultivation base is average, and she wears a lot of gold ornaments on her body. The magic locust will hatch from the golden eggs at any time, and it will be a drag if she hesitates to fall behind.

The magic locust hatched from the golden water vibrated its wings, and the strange resonance vibrated and echoed in the air.The gorgeous Golden Palace is like an ice cube under the scorching sun, melting faster.The golden flowers and plants wilted into mud, and the golden teardrops slowly flowed down the distorted face of the portrait sculpture.

The golden water all over the ground was stained with demon energy, like a pool of dirty yellow mud.As if they were given life, they turned into long snakes and attacked Song Jun's feet at the front.

A high-temperature spiritual fire bloomed around Song Jun, forcibly opening a path.Her cultivation level is not high, but the fire spirit root's restraint on the magic insects makes up for the lack of mana.Before the golden snake got close, it was melted again.The magic locust was roasted by the spiritual fire, emitting an indescribably strange aroma.

The vibration of the insects was getting louder and louder, making people dizzy.The sticky golden rain rustled down from the dome, as if to drown people in the golden rainstorm.

Duanmu endured the nausea strongly and released the spirit of Tumu.Under the control of her spiritual power, the stone slab quickly decomposed and deformed, and was recast into a long corridor. The golden water fell on the top of the long corridor, and then slid down the slopes on both sides.

But more gold is accumulating on the roof.Gold is so heavy that it will soon overwhelm the promenade.Sweat wet Duanmujian's temples.The spiritual power consumed to support the corridor is astonishing.She asked Yi Yao to follow Song Jun closely, but she gradually fell behind.

A golden vine that had been dormant for a long time jumped over, and the magic insects buried in it were like disgusting spots in dirty slime.The soft leaves turned into sharp and sinister long thorns, piercing straight towards her ankles.

Duanmujian wanted to keep the corridor from collapsing, but his footsteps were flimsy, and he was about to be entangled.Lu Ran controlled Ruomu to swoop down, knocking away the branches.The thorns melted instantly, Ruomu was like a bird falling into the poisonous swamp, the heavy wings stained with golden water gradually became unable to move, and finally sank into the endless sea of ​​gold.

Inside the temple, Lu Ran took a deep breath, trying his best to endure the suffocation of his eyes being dragged into the golden swamp.In order to buy as much time as possible, he kept in touch with Ruomu until the end.The visual impact as if the locusts were crawling right in front of them was really disgusting.

But a mere Ruomu couldn't stop the attack of the magic locust.The magic gold, which was completely polluted into a mess of dirty brown, was rapidly accumulating power for the next sneak attack.

Yi Yao injected Ruomu who had fallen into the golden water, his eyes were dark, and the invisible pressure spread out. The thorny vine, which was about to move, twitched hesitantly, slowed down, and melted into golden water to gather forward.

Duanmujian got rid of the entanglement of the thorny vines, and did not dare to relax and speed up to catch up with the two people in front.

In reality, Lu Ran has also recovered quickly.A new Ruomu flew out of Duanmujian's pocket and continued to lead the way in the golden rain like a curtain.

The once magnificent Golden Palace is now like a dark and mysterious lair.The pure gold was mixed with the dirty corpses of the devil insects, making it extremely turbid.

The flowing river of gold gathers at the entrance of the stairs, accumulating layers upon layers to form a solid golden door.The surface of Jinmen, which should be smooth, is full of fine potholes and pits.There are constantly newly hatched monster insects shaking their fat bodies and coming out of their shells from the small holes.

The spinous process next to the wormhole is elongated into a sharp barb.Song Jun threw out her long whip, turned into a roaring fire dragon, and rushed towards the golden gate blocking the entrance of the stairs.Gammon softened slightly from the heat.

Duanmujian waved his hand, and the gravel on the ground condensed into a huge stalagmite, suspended in the air.With the acceleration of spiritual power, he slammed straight into the half-melted golden gate, breaking through a hole for only one person to pass through.

Countless flying insects flapped their wings, causing the air in the entire hall to vibrate and sound, and the bombarded entrance on the golden gate was rapidly healing and shrinking.Yi Yao's low eyebrows were cold, and a black bone bird flew out of the unobtrusive shadows, hiding under the light and shadow of Song Jun's fire dragon, brushing against Duanmujian's stalagmites, and slammed into the golden gate.

The golden gate was suddenly pretended to be a big hole, and Song Jun was the first to get through, and quickly took off all the gold ornaments on her body.The interlaced gold jewelry has begun to melt, sticking to the hair strands and cannot be torn off.

A shiny black bug the size of a sesame seed emerged with the melting of the gold ornaments, and its legs, as thin as a hair, were about to run along the hair and into the depths of the hair.

This hair is unacceptable.Song Jun took a deep breath, suppressed her heart that was about to collapse, and gestured to Ruomu to tidy up.Lu Ran looked at her tense jaw sympathetically through Ruomu, injecting spiritual power into Ruomu.Ruomu vibrates its wings at high speed, like a thin sharp blade, cutting off that strand of hair directly.

Song Jun's hair was disheveled, and she closed her eyes to suppress the nausea surging in her heart.

The devilish energy of the bone bird penetrated into the golden gate, and the chill was like the ice and snow that never melted in the Tianshan Mountains in the north, freezing the opening on the golden gate so that it could not be deformed and shrunk again.It wasn't until Yi Yao and Duanmu Jian successfully passed through the doorway and entered the stairwell that they turned into a shadow again and sneaked back under Yi Yao's feet.

Through Ruomu, Lu Ran sees everything in his eyes.Duanmujian glanced at Yi Yao, and without making a sound, he and Song Jun quickly took off all the gold ornaments on his body, and threw them all out.A few thumb-sized locusts that had just hatched and shed their shells from the gold were burned to the ground by Song Jun in a fit of anger.

The whispers of insects still linger in the ears of the few people in the dream.The magic locust struggled to break through the golden barrier, and the golden gate condensed a huge and terrifying insect face.The huge, lustrous compound eyes stared blankly at everyone, the disgusting mouthparts opened and closed for chewing, and the exposed upper jaw and appendages wriggled and opened and closed.

Song Jun was about to go crazy.Not only her, but even Lu Ran, who was only connected to the dream through Ruomu, was about to be mentally polluted by this scene.Duanmu endured retching, and slapped the stone walls on both sides of the stairs with his palms. The stone walls collapsed, completely covering the golden hell behind.

But soon, Ruomu found that the fine gold was flowing out from the cracks in the stone.If you look closely, you can still see tens of thousands of dense black dots mixed in.

Worm eggs.

Lu Ran was the first one who couldn't take it anymore, guided by the green fluorescent light, manipulated Ruomu to take the lead and rushed up the stairs.The three people in the dream also knew that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time, so they followed closely.Yi Yao consciously fell at the end of the line.Duanmujian took a deep look at him, and acquiesced to let Yi Yao break.

The stairs coiled up in the dark tower, and only occasionally through a few small windows, the silver light on the white tower could be seen flowing down the golden carved tower.As if the water is about to dry up the waterfall.

Through Ruomu who ignited the soul fire and shared the vision with him, Lu Ran could see the huge wings spread out from Yi Yao's back.The flowing golden water was about to catch up with the pace of several people several times, but was quickly condensed by the biting cold.

Song Jun was at the front, ignoring the movements behind her.Duanmujian wanted to turn his head several times, but in the end he just pursed his lips and kept rushing upwards between Yi Yao and Song Jun.

The light in the stairwell is getting darker and darker, and the streamer light on the tower is beginning to disappear.

An ominous premonition brewed in Lu Ran's heart.

The last time in the fortress city, after the light from the beacon tower dimmed, the fire from the sky ignited the land.This time, is it going to happen again...

Finally, the exit to the open-air roof on the top floor is in sight.The three of them and Lu Ran's Ruomu quickly climbed to the top of the seven-storey tower.When Song Jun was climbing the steps, she had already dug out a thunder pipe from the mustard bag.Duanmujian watched her act of empowering Minglei, subconsciously a vein twitched on his forehead.

The sharp tip of the black copper pipe easily cut through the stone wall, and the slender and hard pipe body was directly inserted into the wall of the stairwell.The mana Song Jun and Huo spiritual power stored in the spiritual weapon sensed, and the golden-red runes lit up one by one.

A moment later, with a loud noise, the stairwell exploded, blocking the locust in the passage again.

The violent vibration caused by the explosion made the three people on the top of the White Tower shake.Lu Ran was taken aback, and thought to herself, Auntie, you are really a heroine, you dare to blow up any house.

Duanmu Jian gritted his teeth: "Why is it this goddamn Yanni Pavilion's broken thing again, bombing, bombing, bombing..."

The spiritual power of Tumu explored the ruins below, and Duanmujian waved his hand unhappily at Song Jun: "You are lucky, the main structure was not blown up. This tower is very strong and will not collapse."

Ruomu flew high into the sky.The silver-white frolicking crowd that I saw when I looked up at the top of the tower before had disappeared.Now on this giant seven-story tower, the silver-white glare dissipated, revealing the body of the tower made of white bricks and stones.

The white tower is graceful and majestic in shape, like the arms of a fair-skinned giantess stretching out to the sky.The bright light flows down the graceful tower body, shining brilliantly against the golden background, reflecting the complex circles around the tower body.

Lu Ran remembered that on the high platform of the fortress, the mottled stones of different shades seemed to contain some special pattern.He carefully compared the strokes of the two magic circles, it should be done by the same person.

Lu Ran faintly felt that the operation rules of this formation were very familiar.Inferring that the most famous formation cultivator in the cultivation world for a hundred years, it can only be that one.

No wonder the fireflies are close to themselves.But how did you figure it out...

The streamer on the tower is getting slower and slower.In the dream, the ancient golden country of Sumuya alternates between bright and dark.

Suddenly, the tower trembled violently.Lu Ran was taken aback, and quickly controlled Ruomu to fly back.Song Jun supported Duanmujian who was about to fall, with a worried expression on his face.Duanmujian looked blank: "It won't collapse just because of this explosion..."

Ruomu flying high in the air suddenly caught a strange trajectory in the smooth sand dunes in the distance.It seems that there is something so huge that it is unimaginable, lurking in the golden sands.

A few people standing on the terrace apparently also noticed the abnormal bulge in the dune.In Yi Yao's usually calm and calm eyes, there was a slightly shocked light.

Song Jun muttered to himself.After Duanmujian, they were the second batch of people who came to Shahai, and they could never mistake the nightmare in front of them.

If the eyes are powerless hovering in the air, they are even powerless to comfort everyone.In front of that huge figure like a hill rising, all words are so silent.

Under the ground, there was a rumbling sound.Only Duanmujian hadn't seen the nightmarish scene, and was kept in the dark, looking left and right: "What happened? Why is the sand on the ground shaking?"

No one answered her.Because soon she used her own eyes to witness the end of the land of gold.

Huge sandworms tens of feet long burst out of the ground.The ferocious head has only one huge mouthparts full of sharp teeth, like an endless abyss.The earth dragon-like body twisted and entangled in the golden kingdom, overwhelming the houses on the street.

Duanmujian's face turned pale immediately: "This is...a giant desert worm? Impossible, it's impossible! Giant sandworms live in the hinterland of the desert and feed on the black soil underground. No black soil! Not at all! How could sandworms suddenly attack human cities?!"

Yi Yao whispered, "Pay attention to the direction in which the worms are crawling. They are not attacking, but retreating."

Lu Ran looked into the distance through Ruomu's eyes.

In reality, it was the natural disaster of sand locusts, and the parasitism of the magic locusts forced the giant creeps to escape from the hinterland of the desert.

But in the distant past, what did they leave for?

Ruomu flew high again.In the temple, Lu Ran ignited the soul lamps in his pupils to the extreme, but the shadow of the sand locust storm was completely invisible on the edge of the distant sky.

What's even more strange is that those huge sandworms were far less violent and irritable than the swarm they encountered when they went to Sumuya.On the contrary, it was more like breaking out of the ground inadvertently when leaving the ancient city slowly.Even after discovering that the ground buildings affected their crawling, they all went back underground one after another.

The heavy body crushed the street.The streamer on the white giant tower flashed across, and the remains of gold were scattered all over the ground, shining lonely.

In the temple, Lu Ran was thinking crazily in the dark.

Why did sandworms suddenly appear in the ancient country of Sumuya thousands of years ago, and what caused these giant insects that traversed the desert to abandon this place and choose to leave.What kind of connection did this black soil-eating creature have with Su Muya...

A terrible guess came to Lu Ran's mind.He suddenly understood the purpose of the fireflies leading them up to the tallest building in this golden town.

Endless dust was raised, and the ground vibrated violently.The cyan bird fluttered its wings to show its figure, and issued a painful warning to Lu Ran:

"Hold on to the side of the tower, it's about to start."

Yi Yao listened silently to the sad voice from the blue bird's mouth, his eyelashes trembling slightly.

The few people in the dream do not have the free, flexible and objective vision of Ruomu, and have not yet reacted.But when they heard Qingluan's message, they all obeyed and grabbed the balcony wall.Duanmujian was afraid that the few people would not be able to stand firmly, so he reorganized the white bricks and stones to fix the few people on the top of the tower.

White masonry.

Duanmujian suddenly raised his head, as if he finally understood something.

With the violent vibration of the ground.The static grains of sand seemed to be given life, like a black ocean current under the moonlight, attracted by the power of the vast tide, it flowed slowly and irreversibly towards the center!

With Sumya as the center, a huge quicksand vortex with hard to see edges appeared on the ground.Tens of thousands of tons of yellow sand around the ancient country began to pour into this golden city!

On the top of the white tower, everyone felt dizzy as if they had been gently abandoned.If he hadn't been fixed by masonry in advance, he might have fallen to the ground by now.

The silver light flowing on the tower has been extinguished, leaving only a dim gleam.The outline of the quicksand vortex became clearer and clearer.Lu Ran looked into the distance, and the smooth and undulating sand dunes in the distance turned out to be so majestic.Looking up, the drowsy sky is so high and far away.

It's not that the sky has gotten higher.

It is they who are falling.

——"The sky, it is gone again."

The author has something to say:

In the beginning, I used a tranquil stalk, "As an actor, I don't want to cut out pictures, but if the management hits me with [-] million yuan, I can do whatever I want."

Today there is another reason to add updates (you know), just to complete the two chapters of the Golden Town √

Guess what's next (I've actually mentioned it all before, dog head)