MTL - Chronicles of Heaven-Chapter 67 Ghost pit

Wu Tie rose red and covered his face and fled the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

Behind him, it was a laughter.

The first-class deacon of Shijia actually wanted to take over the task of killing ordinary limestone lizards. The rough men in the first floor hall were laughing at him.

But for a while, the laughter came to an abrupt end.

The guy with good things ran to ask the gnome girl, what task Wu Tie took.

The sound of a cool breath in the first floor of the hall rushed, and then someone shouted loudly: "If the boy can come back alive, I will eat my own horn!"

"Beginning, start, can this kid come back alive? Betting, betting, who is betting that this kid can come back alive?"

"The magic mine pit, finally someone picked up this **** task... But he can't live for a few days yet?"

"It's a pity that the kid will be shy and blush. I haven't seen such a stupid boy for many years."

On the second floor of the Foreign Affairs Department, behind a large window, Shi Meng left a large wine jar with his left hand and a big stone bowl in his right hand. He was very happy to drink himself. He was wearing a drunken red belt and staring at the witch iron that the wolf escaped.

"This kid will be ashamed and a bit mean."

"Is it too young, don't look tall, but he probably, that is, fourteen days old?"

"Well, young, shy, such a little guy can cultivate himself. At a young age, I can be judged as a first-class deacon by the old-fashioned guy, and it seems that the potential is not small."

He put down the stone bowl, grabbed a beast book around him, and turned it to the line that was written nine years ago when Wu Tie received the lava grass.

"The font is right... No, this word is very good... It seems that it is really a family, I know a few words..."

"Talent."

Shaking his head, the stone screamed: "The one who can survive is the talent. The magic mine pit, the old guys at home are not willing to get close. Who knows what is swaying?"

"Go a few people, follow them, and meet this kid...but don't enter the magic mine. I don't want my own person to be broken in for no reason. This kid can come out and pick him up."

"As long as he can come back alive, he will be trained according to the specifications of the shackles."

"It’s not too old, it’s shy... well, it’s more reliable than the old guy who’s already smacked.”

Pick up the big stone bowl and drink the wine. Stone fiercely smiles at the round of the dome on the dome: "Second brother, I believe in your vision. Little age, alone, can be judged by you as The talents of the first-class deacons, hey, would rather kill the mistakes, not let go."

Wu Tie returned to his own small courtyard.

After rubbing the dough with cold water, the reddish skin was discolored, and he looked at the task book that the gnome girl wrote to him.

In fact, it is a piece of animal paper with a simple two-line writing.

‘Check out the roots of the change in the mine.’

‘The reward is sixty lava grasses and one percent of all proceeds from the genie pit in the next decade’.

"Oh, a high reward. The magic mine pit..." Witch iron frowned, grabbed a stone on the ground and threw it into the courtyard next door: "Old white, old white, where? Ask you to find out Something."

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When the light of the illusory day was the most blazing, Wu Tie wore a set of armor, carrying a steel gun and carrying a beast to wrap away from Dashicheng.

Iron armor and steel guns were all collected from the military reserve of Dashicheng. As the deacon of Shijia’s foreign affairs, Wutie’s equipment consumption was borne by Shijia.

In the animal skin package, there is wine, dried meat, wound medicine, and antidote.

There is more salt for barbecue in the wild... Especially extravagant, there is actually a small bag of paprika and spice powder.

Wu Tie remembers very clearly. In the Wujia Shibao, the witch war was calculated every day. How can we open up a field and support more soldiers and slaves?

The stone family has been extravagant, and there are free fields to plant these purely enjoyable crops.

Chili powder and spices... Wu Tie is the first time in his life. He is actually a bit sloppy. If you want to try these things when you try to barbecue, how delicious the barbecue tastes.

However, only the deacon of the mission can receive such a small share.

Even in Shijia, this chili powder and spices are even rare treasures.

After leaving Dashicheng, I confirmed the direction. The Wutie invisible force field started, and the body suddenly glided. It suddenly leaped to a height of more than ten meters, and stepped out of the hundred meters. The direction is washed away.

In the big stone city, two rats were rushing out with four werewolf warriors.

I watched the figure of Wu Tie swaying and swaying. In the blink of an eye, I ran to a few miles away. The four werewolf warriors glanced at each other with a big eye and a small eye. The hair of a very old lady turned around. Gave a rat a scout.

"Silly looking at what to do? Keep up! If you lose someone, you confess to the six lords!"

The rat scout was beaten by a slap in the face for two laps. He looked at the old wolf head with innocent eyes. The two rats were scouting and couldn’t tell, and hurriedly followed the smell of witch iron in the air. Chased up.

Then they smashed the wolf warriors and squatted on their ass.

"Idiot, where do you want to find out according to the smell? He must go to the magic mine pit... directly lead the way to the magic mine pit! Lost people, you have received."

The two rat scouts looked at each other innocently and hurried to the full speed in the direction of the Devil's pit.

The Ghost Mine is only a hundred and a half miles away from Dashi City and needs to pass through a mine with dozens of miles to reach.

Originally called 'Hanjing Mine Pit', it is a large pit where gold and copper veins meet, accompanied by an extremely precious 'Hanjing Mine'. This kind of cold is the most popular for the Lu family in Cangyan. The crystal is called 'blue crystal'.

Indigo Blue can make the weapons and armor of the building more than double the toughness, and it can inscribe more than twice the runes and the arrays in forging. It is an extremely precious forging material. A piece of indigo crystal ore can be exchanged for a hundred times of gold nuggets or equivalent materials from Lu.

But a few years ago, the Hanjing mine pit changed, and some secret things happened. The mine slaves suffered heavy casualties.

After Shijia’s several elders who were trained as powerful elders entered, they also escaped from the sorrowful sorrows. They just forced themselves to escape, and all the accompanying people were damaged.

This mine was abandoned, and the income of the Shijia family was reduced by a large chunk.

Lujia, who urgently needed forging materials, once joined the Shijia, organized a powerful expedition team to enter the mine pit. As a result, the soldiers lost their wolves and the elders of Lu’s family never stayed in the pit.

As a result, the Cold Crystal Mine has become a fierce mine pit. The Shijia’s task of exploring the root causes of the pit has been hanged in the Foreign Affairs Department for several years. In the past few years, some people have taken over the task, but none of them survived.

Wu Tie recalled the information that Lao Bai gave him, holding a piece of meat in his hand and groaning.

More than a hundred miles did not take much time to arrive, he quickly ran in the open and spacious mine road, there was a small stone fort in front, a few gray dwarf warriors stopped in front of Wu Tie.

"Kids, the front is the magic mine pit, what are you doing here? Sending to death?" A drunk, gray-haired dwarf who was smashed into the sky, slammed a heavy hammer on the ground and shouted at Wu Tie.

Wu Tie handed over his task book, and the black writing on the creamy animal skin was clearly visible. The following is also the special task chapter of the Shijia Foreign Affairs Division. The blood color ink made by the cinnabar mixed animal blood is very eye-catching.

A few gray dwarves are as excited as they are playing chicken blood. They are screaming, and they are excited to turn around Wu Tie for a few laps. Then the drunk lover slaps on the iron legs. .

"It's a good man, go, go... After you die, when our brothers drink, they will remember to pour a little."

A group of gray dwarfs ‘haha’ laughed.

They have been responsible for sitting in the entrance and exit of the magic mine pit all the year round. They have seen some strange things that cannot be said, and they have suffered a great deal of pressure. No one has changed their shifts. It has long been a little unreasonable.

Wu Tie looked at the gray dwarfs with their faces full of laughter, shaking their heads and striding through the stone fort.

On the outer wall of the stone fort, more than a dozen animal oil torches were inserted, and the size of the torch was burning, and the fire illumined an area outside the stone fort.

Outside the fire of the stone fort, a grayish-white mist like a spider web is suspended in the air.

These ‘fog’, let him be foggy for a while, so they are so dead and suspended in the air, there is no movement.

Occasionally, there will be a faint cool breeze blowing from the side of the mine, blowing the torch and screaming, and the red fire will turn into a faint green at that moment.

The green light projected by a dozen torches was on Wu Tie, and more than a dozen shadows swayed in the front mine road, which looked extraordinarily horrible.

Behind the gray dwarf's big laughter: "Don't dare to go in? Then come back...not shameful, really."

"Kid, come back, don't go to die... don't say you... Six months ago, the Foreign Affairs Division's five-star deacon, the iron-horned axe was also damaged. He is a master of heavy real estate, and he has realized the bully The master of the body magic!"

"Isn't it? Come back, drink two with the brothers... After drinking, go back to Dashicheng to sleep... Isn't that a task? It's not finished, not shameful."

Wu Tie hesitated to look at the gray fog outside the fire.

The fog is hanging in the air, and Wu Tie feels that behind the fog, someone seems to be staring at himself.

The eyes are smooth and greasy, just like the rice porridge that was smashed overnight, cold and sticky, with a stench that is difficult to get rid of. In short, this gaze gives him a bad feeling.

A few gray dwarfs were still yelling at the back, and then they took out the wine jar and sat down at the door of the stone for a drink.

Witch iron mouth.

Just go back like this?

Is this even more humiliating?

He still remembers the full laughter when he received the task.

"Old iron... I am doing this, is it a bit stupid?" The fever in the dough, Wu Tie biting his teeth, biting his scalp, and step by step to the area that the fire can not cover.

He took a deep breath and jumped out with a flash of fire around him. He turned into a human-sized fireball suspended overhead, and let out the bright light shining through the square.

Then there is another fireball and another fireball.

In order to be courageous, Wu Tie has made a total of 40 or 50 people's heads of snow fireballs to suspend the top of the head, the fire is shining, the heat waves are rolling, the fireballs themselves swallow the free energy in the air, releasing the overbearing light and heat.

Several gray dwarfs stunned the wine jar.

"Yuan Master?"

Wu Tie has gone far, and the two rats have entered the stone fort with four wolf warriors.

The four wolf warriors listened to the statements of several gray dwarves, and their eyes suddenly turned round.

Just Wu Wu ran so fast, jumped so high, and ran straight to the smashing pit, the four wolf warriors suspected that he had inspired some kind of talent.

Now, at first glance, it does not matter.

The little guy who built the foundation can actually use the fireball out of the air to use it as a torchlight, and it is also so easy to control the fireball to follow along with himself. This kind of person has a special name in this era - 'Yuan Master'!

The Yuan Master is born with a strong spirit and a natural soul. He is born with great communication skills.

When the Master is extremely weak, he can use all kinds of wonderful spells, and gradually improve. They are more likely than ordinary people to comprehend the magical powers and acquire all kinds of extraordinary spellcasting abilities.

Thunder, flame, magma, wind.

Even the wind and the rain scatter the beans into soldiers, all kinds of magical means emerge in an endless stream, just as powerful as the legendary ‘God’ and ‘仙’.

Any Yuan Master, even a weak and weak Master, should not be merely a first-class deacon.

"Second Lord looked away this time." A wolf warrior muttered to himself.

"This kid, he doesn't know how valuable he is... How come it is so stupid?" The old wolf head with white hair grabbed the scalp, sighed with distress, and then gave a rat scout. Slap in the face.

"Don't you have any eyesight? Don't hurry back and tell Liu Ye that this kid is actually a meta-mage... He said that he ran like a wind, and he ran much faster than when he smashed his ass. He can at least control the power of the wind."

"He can still use the fireball as a torch, all the way to follow his actions... This kid, still master the power of fire?"

"The power of the wind and fire mixed, waiting for this kid to feel the Xuanjing, condensed the mana... Hey, a big fire burned down, at least can burn hundreds of people, the terrain is right, burning thousands of people is not in the words. "The old wolf's head licked his nose, and he licked two rats and scouted."

"Hurry to report to Liu Ye, I said that this kid is a baby, ask him what to do... He has already walked in... All blame you for taking the road too slow!"

A rat singer turned and ran, and there was no shadow in the smoke.

Four wolf warriors stood at the gate of Shibao, and they stared at the misty land, and they did not dare to go in.

Wu Tie was striding into the pit, and his golden eyes shimmered in his eyes. I don't know why, he suddenly read aloud an article he had never learned.

"The heavens and the earth are righteous, and the manifold is a manifold..."

Wherever he strode, the fog in the air collapsed inexplicably, disintegrated, and no longer appeared.