Too naive! As expected of young people—they thought alchemy was far too simple! Did they think bigger was always better?
Ever since the Indian guards at the watchpost had gotten a taste for robbing their colleagues, the Chinese guards were robbed every few days. If they had no money in their pockets, they would get beaten too. They were worse off than the prisoners, who could get through the day as long as they kept their heads down.
After Ziying Zhenren finished speaking, he asked Bai Qi whether he was interested in joining the Spirit Alliance and contributing to the development of the human world.
"My lord, the various tribes of Menggu are constantly fighting among themselves. Any tribe that loses becomes enslaved!" Seeing the confusion on Liu Hongjian's face, Baba La hurriedly explained.
Hearing Old Lord's words, a line of sorrowful tears streamed down my face. Mo Lan, who was a Mirror Spirit, had actually died. What kind of power had harmed them? Why was it that we had both entered that spacetime tunnel, yet I was completely unharmed?
After asking Dharma King Hongzun, I learned that Hongfa Venerable One, who was "meditating in seclusion" atop the snowy mountain, was one to three generations senior to him and the other Supreme Elders.
Tian Fu suddenly stopped, staring in astonishment at the electronic credentials the investigator hurriedly pulled from his chest. They were proof of identity from Shuishu County—and the highest order issued by Shuishu County.
A thick laser beam pierced through the smoke and fog, sweeping toward the high platform. The scorching air blasted the Susa soldiers crouched along the edge of the fortifications. The terrain had limited the number killed on the spot, but their offensive was weakened for a time.
"Huh? Um... Teacher, were you calling me?