The book continued last time, and Chu Xunyu and his group finally untie the poison cup that Miao Buyan was in. Of course, the price was also very heavy. Chu Xunyu had almost no good skin on his body, and he was burned with pustules. Fortunately, while he was urging his spiritual energy to heal the wound, he also had the help of the wonderful hand pill from the Medicine King's Mansion, which made him feel much better. Mu Yuan helped him walk and stop and let his body talk slowly.

Miao Buyan clenched his fists in front of him for a long time along the way. This feeling was really long gone. After decades of separation, he finally came back. Everyone walked forward and easily found the goal of Master Mingdian. The small fire kiln that made bronze ware for Zhuang Zhuang's palace was so easy to find. Really, what is the "small fire kiln"? I saw three huge chimneys studded there from all the way. There were twenty houses and twenty small ones. In Muyuan's words, even blind people could see this thing.

When he arrived at the gate, the gate had been brutally blasted open with a skill. It should have been done by the leader of Mingdian. Chu Xunyu also observed that there was no magic circle on the gate, which means that there were no living people here, and there should be no mechanisms. Think about it, it was just a brick kiln, and it was not worth fighting. But this had become the weak point of the high-ranking Zhuang Zhu. It was really sad and lamentable.

Less gossip, just say Chu Xunyu and his group walked through the house and headed for the third chimney to the target. There were occasional scattered debris along the way, which means that the leader of Mingdian did not stay here or had searched for some important things. This is good news to avoid causing trouble. He found the workshop in the kiln around and found a large chimney. Only the workshop would have a big chimney. He was a little confused when he entered the house. He didn't know which one the third one was, but the answer was soon revealed, and a roof was smashed.

There was a mess of miscellaneous things piled up underground, and it was obviously the main trunk of Mingdian Cult. Everyone stepped on the roof and saw that, as expected, the big chimney was near in front of them, towering into the clouds. But now the problem is that I walked around this thing and it was strange that I didn’t see any signs of climbing. How did Master Mingdian climb up? Flying up? Can I fly here? Mu Yuan tried it, but still a wave of inexplicable suction pulled people down. How did Master Mingdian Cult climb such a tall thing? How did Master Mingdian climb up with snow without trace?

Chu Xunyu scraped off a piece of copper rust from the chimney with his long sword. He tried it with his hands. It felt ridiculous. Even if it was his own martial artist who had to climb such a high chimney with bare hands, it would be difficult, let alone others, so there must be some tricks here. Mu Yuan smashed it with his hand, suddenly had an idea, turned around and ran back, which made people a little surprised. He looked down and found Mu Yuan surrounded the back of the debris, laughing loudly, and everyone hurried down, and then he saw the clue. The so-called trick was very simple. Master Mingdian probably had no choice but to spare a lot, so he went down again and opened the smelting furnace door. There were raised bronze steps inside the chimney, which were usually used by slaves to clean up dirt. Master Mingdian stepped on this.

It is easy to talk about, but it is difficult to do. After all, it is a big chimney dozens of feet high and a straight poking. It is so troublesome to use hands and feet to climb up, especially women, who are used to climbing up and down. Dao Yuxin kept throwing the bone blades up and rolling the steps, let alone Miao Buyan. She just took two steps down one step, and the palms were all covered with blood. It took more than half an hour to reach the top, and came out of the chimney. Looking around, the Golden City was full of sight, and it was so magnificent. Mu Yuan shouted excitedly to the bottom: "Hey-I am the new emperor of Golden City!"

"Look at what is that?" Wangchen pointed up and looked up. It turned out that he was standing close to him and could see clearly the palace of Zhuangqiao. There was a little golden light coming from the thick fog. It was a fire. Could it be... Could it be that someone was alive there for thousands of years? Could it be that the tyrant of Zhuangqiao was really not dead? He found the way to immortality?

The palace on the top was shining in the thick fog, as if the stars were shining, but it was shivering underground. It was hard to imagine what would happen if the tyrant of Zhuangqiao was still alive. Even Dao Yuxin himself was surprised and shouted angrily: "What did this cruel guy do anything?"

Looking at the road in front of you, it is easy to find. The plank road built by the slaves is not far above your head. The back wall of the palace on the top floor is full of ruins of the plank road, which can lead directly to the hall with strange fire lights. Chu Xunyu jumped up and grabbed it with his hands, held himself up with his arms, and then connected them one by one and walked up the plank road. Some places were seriously damaged and could only rely on large jumps. Fortunately, Chu Xunyu is a martial artist, so these are not difficult, but he was a little nervous when he looked down. After all, although these broken woods were processed by the ancient Dianguo master, thousands of years have passed, and they all squeaked, for fear that they would fall down if they were not careful, and they could not fly here. If there was a mistake, they would really have to be buried with Zhuangqiao.

When he climbed to the top floor, Chu Xunyu came up from the plank road. It was now the back wall of the palace. He had to move little by little against the wall, because the place where he could stand was too narrow and close to the cliff. Mu Yuan cursed loudly while trying not to look down, and he was at the end bit by bit, and then there was an empty place to jump out.

"Stay, rest." Wangchen panted and found a place to sit down. "The road just now was too rugged, even better than Shu Road. Let's take a break."

Chu Xunyu was also sweating profusely, nodded, took out a water bag and took a few sips and handed it over. He looked around the surrounding environment one or two and found that he and his group appeared in a corner of the square. The square was not very big, but it was very finely built. There were totem animals of the southern tribes everywhere. There were houses everywhere around the square, and I don’t know what it was for. Chu Xunyu didn’t care about these because there was a hundred-step cloud ladder on the front, which led to the majestic main hall above the top, and the fire came out from there. Mu Yuan patted his shoulder and comforted him: “No need to worry, just in front of you, you can find the clues of the black lamp in the blink of an eye. No matter whether he is a human or a ghost, at most, we dragged the old charlatan from the coffin and beat him up, and asked him if he was talking or not.”

"That's what you said." Wangchen did not forget to remind him, "But it's better not to alarm him. If this guy becomes the Thousand-year Corpse King like us Han people, it would be a life-threatening person."

"Dare you dare to play zombie with me?" Mu Yuan's nose was almost overturned. "Don't ask me about the Diamond Sutra in my hand? Master Chuan, I'm afraid that I can't deal with this zombie. If he really dares to play zombie with me later, you can see. You must roast him on the outside and tender on the inside. If you drink Taibai, you can also drink for everyone."
Chapter completed!