Chapter 239: Cang Tower (4700 in words! End)

Liang Hui looked at Old Huo indifferently, then stepped forward and looked at the soldiers of the Divine Court who were casting weapons and magic tools around him.

Finally, we stopped in front of an ancient and vast stove.

"You can mobilize all the disciples of the Weapon Casting Pavilion. You can also dispatch many powerful people in the Divine Court. Just tell Qingtian and you can send them."

"Is that enough?"

"That's enough! Your Majesty, I will not let you down and will forge a unique and important weapon for the Divine Court."

There was an excitement in Old Huo's eyes that was difficult to conceal.

Like most blacksmiths, he had the dream of forging weapons and magical instruments that would go down in history, and now it was finally going to come true.

After a while, Huo Lao came back to his senses and began to ask:
"I wonder what your majesty wants for the divine treasure?"

"Hurry! No matter how many resources are consumed, I need you to forge it as quickly as possible, and it cannot take more than one month."

Liang Hui reached out his hand and stroked the stove in front of him, feeling the heat.

"Okay, Your Majesty, do you have any ideas about the appearance of the heavy weapon? I think..."

"Tower bar!"

Liang Hui withdrew his hand and interrupted Old Huo's words.

Turn around!

Walk towards the secret place.

"Master Huo, there's no need to see me off. I'm sorry to trouble you with the casting of the heavy weapon."

A gentle voice came from the entrance to the secret realm.

When he looked again, the two figures had disappeared.

A trace of sadness flashed across Huo Lao's eyes, and he sighed softly.

He was not sighing because of the difficulty in casting the important weapon of the Divine Court, but he was sighing because Su Yao was following His Majesty the Divine Emperor.

Although he and the Holy Maiden of the Demon Spirit Sect both returned to the Divine Court.

But if possible, he hoped that the position of empress would be that of the Black Whale Sea-Splitting Soldier.

Outside the secret realm, Liang Hui and Su Yao returned to the palace.

We chatted with each other a little bit about what happened recently.

Afterwards, Liang Hui began to instruct Su Yao on the matters that he should pay attention to and practice at the blood transfusion level.

Night has fallen unknowingly.

Su Yao stood up slowly and stretched his body.

Her curves are graceful under the moonlight, and her snow-white skin makes her look enchanting and charming.

"Hui, I'll stay here tonight."

"After traveling all the way, it's time to stop for a while."

Liang Hui stared at Su Yao, his expression gentle and unchanged, his fingers slightly bent and tapping the ground.

"The Qi channels are not yet formed, the Yuan Yin is lost, and you still seek the Great Dao?"

Lift your palms from the ground and wave them gently.

The next moment, the girl's body floated outside the palace.

Snapped!
The door was closed and only Su Yao was standing outside.

The pretty face had a charming smile, but it quickly disappeared.

She walked gracefully, facing the bright moon, and disappeared outside the palace.

Liang Hui sat cross-legged on the cushion, looking towards the door with a slight frown on his brows.

"Next time you come, please knock on the door."

"Is it because I disturbed His Majesty's good deeds? I will pay more attention next time."

Qingtian's figure slowly appeared from the door.

He walked up to the boy's side.

"The world has been returned to the divine court. Many of the plans we have made can now be implemented."

"The martial arts and Taoist academies?" Liang Hui tapped the hilt of the sword lightly and spoke.

Qingtian nodded and looked at the gate, as if he could pass through the divine palace and see the endless mountains, rivers and land.

"Eliminate the banditry, wild beast cholera, and the remaining means of the devil."

"Establish martial arts academies and Taoist academies throughout the country to train geniuses to enter the Divine Court as fresh blood."

"The first three divine courts are already doing it, and the Qi channels, the Dao entry, and even the Yuanshen Great Immortal have taken action one after another. It won't take long to clear it all."

"Finally, the matters concerning the Martial Academy and the Taoist Academy require your approval before they can be rolled out to the whole country."

At this moment, Liang Hui also stood up and followed Qingtian's gaze, looking at the door.

"Then let's get started. By the way, spread the story of the Divine Court in all the cities in the world and erect our statues."

"Belief!"

Qingtian suddenly spoke, his expression solemn.

She had seen the religious methods of Buddhism and the Red Lotus Sect, but these methods were very niche.

"Has it become so serious?"

"Do you think the two demon kings of the Heavenly Demon Realm are mediocre people like Yuan Yang and Demon Spirit Dao Master? It would not be wrong to overestimate them."

"Don't miss any means that can enhance the fighting power of the Divine Court."

"I understand. I'll go down and arrange it right away." Qingtian nodded his forehead with a bitter look on his face.

Afterwards, the two discussed some more details.

Qingtian left.

Liang Hui was the only one left in the palace.

The boy stood there, looking ahead, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

In fact, what Qingtian said is not accurate.

Buddhism, the Red Lotus Sect, and the Dragon Qi of the Chu State all involve the use of faith.

He planned to combine these means of faith to create a way of faith that belonged to the Divine Court itself.

Some speculations and ideas in your mind also require faith in this power to be tried.

However, this method takes a certain amount of time.

It's just right for him now.

Everything has been settled and he no longer needs to conquer everywhere.

Collect your thoughts.

Liang Hui sat cross-legged on the cushion again, took out the secret techniques of faith from various sects, and began to read through them.

From then on, the young man began to retreat.

During the day, he practiced Qigong and boxing techniques; at night, he read the Yuanyang Sect Taoist scriptures, absorbed the knowledge therein, and supplemented his own Pure Yang Swordsmanship; in the early morning, he began to read the faith books of various Taoist sects and created the secret techniques belonging to the Divine Court.

Liang Hui would rest for an hour before dawn.

It's not that he needs a rest, it's just a way to relax his mind.

It's like this one day, every day.

One month.

The world is in constant turmoil, and a large number of powerful people are taking action everywhere to eliminate bandits and wild beasts.

Martial arts and Taoist academies began to appear in large cities and spread to all parts of the world at an extremely fast speed.

Every day, the lives of all living beings and ordinary people are improving at a pace visible to the naked eye.

Shenting, the palace where Liang Hui was in seclusion.

It was filled with pure white divine light, which was constantly surging in the palace like waves. If one listened carefully, one could also hear the prayers and kneelings of billions of lives.

There are also various messy desires filling it.

This is the faith of all beings
Faith as vast as the sea flowed towards the slender figure sitting cross-legged in the middle, wanting to turn it into what everyone expected.

However, it was blocked outside by an invisible air shield.

Suddenly, Liang Hui opened his closed eyes, looked at the surging waves, and stretched out his hand.

At this moment, all faith began to surge madly towards the young man's palm.

Soon, all the faith in the room disappeared, and a fist-sized pure white bead appeared in Liang Hui's palm.

“Faith is poisonous!”

Liang Hui sighed lightly and put away the beads in his palm.

Although his faith was flawed, it was still very useful to him.

Then, Liang Hui turned his attention to the flowing clock in his hair.

The immortal radiances interweave with each other, forming a message that belongs to him alone.

Warriors: Qi and meridians (64.25%); Taoists: Entering the Dao (10.56%)

Whether it is the practice of a warrior or a Taoist priest, when they reach his level, their progress has inevitably slowed down.

It takes about ten days to advance one percent, which means that it will take at least one year for Liang Hui to break through to the divine vein.

This was when he broke through to the Qi meridian. He had a profound foundation and directly completed the construction of a small half of the Qi meridian during the breakthrough.

It takes nearly three years for a Taoist to break through to the primordial spirit.

He regained consciousness, stood up, and slowly walked towards the door.

Crunch!

The door was pushed open from the inside.

What appeared in Liang Hui's field of vision were powerful figures, each of them was shrouded in a faint glow and full of divinity.

At this moment, they were all standing at the bottom of the stairs with a respectful attitude.

tower!
An old man with red hair walked out from the crowd and bowed:
"Your Majesty, the Divine Court's most important weapon is about to be cast. Please follow me."

"lead the way!"

Then, he glanced at the people around him.

"Everyone, together."

"After all, you all personally engraved your own Dao on the forging of this important weapon."

He took a step forward, passing many powerful men, and headed towards the Weapon Casting Pavilion.

Many powerful people followed closely behind.

They were also extremely curious about this heavy cast object.

During the past month, anyone who was strong at the level of divine veins or primordial spirit, no matter where they were, would be called by Old Huo to the secret realm to leave their own path.

Soon Liang Hui arrived in front of the Weapon Casting Pavilion, pushed open the door, and stepped into the secret realm.

A golden light came from the sky and stopped in front of him.

The spear was golden all over, with a hint of red at the tip.

Just floating in front of Liang Hui, the many powerful people who came behind him felt a sharp pain between their eyebrows, as if they would be pierced through in the next moment.

He stretched out his hand, grasped the Immortal Spear, and felt it carefully.

A hint of satisfaction flashed across his eyes, and the Immortal Spear became much stronger. Snap!
With the spear on his back, he strode towards the stove.

That was the center of the secret realm, densely packed with people. Some were making hand seals, some were activating the fire in the furnace, and some were pouring various materials.

Even though he was dozens of miles away, Liang Hui could still hear the roar coming from the furnace.

Soon, Liang Hui brought many powerful people from the Divine Court to the furnace.

With Liang Hui's arrival, everyone stopped what they were doing.

He looked at the actual controller of the Divine Court with a respectful attitude.

The young man did not check the heavy weapon first, but looked at a beautiful figure in the crowd.

"She's really free!"

Such thoughts inevitably appeared in my mind.

Without giving it any more thought, he fixed his gaze on the quaint stove, beyond the stove walls, the various coloured flames and the light.

Liang Hui saw the five-story tower that was crystal blue.

The small tower is sky blue all over, with a soft glow that embraces everything.

Each layer of the tower is carved with patterns, including ancestor worship, the sun, moon and stars, floating corpses of demons, and sword energy soaring into the sky. Various scenes are constantly flowing.

Time passed and no one dared to disturb the God Emperor.

Old Huo, who was following behind the Divine Emperor, was also feeling a little nervous at this moment. He was extremely satisfied with this powerful weapon that was built with the combined power of the Divine Court.

But I don’t know what Your Majesty thinks.

"not bad!"

"Mr. Huo, thank you for your hard work."

After hearing these deep words, Huo Lao's uneasy heart instantly calmed down.

"Your Majesty, the forging of this important weapon was not the work of me alone, but the work of the Divine Court."

"Mr. Huo, why be so modest? His Majesty said that you have worked hard, so you have worked hard." A light laugh came from the crowd nearby.

Su Yaolian walked slowly and came to Liang Hui's side.

He raised his arm, revealing a bracelet emitting five-colored light.

"Master Huo's casting skills are unique in the world. I am also very satisfied with this bracelet."

"Your Highness, as long as you are satisfied."

Old Huo bowed to Su Yao and said nothing more.

Liang Hui reached out his hand and patted the woman's shoulder.

He raised it and suddenly reached towards the stove.

boom!
The furnace cover exploded directly, a sky blue light flew out from it, and countless attacks went towards Liang Hui.

There are peerless sword energy, blazing sea of ​​fire, and surging waves.
However, these fierce attacks were all suppressed in an instant, and the white hands easily grasped the tower.

The extremely powerful spirit and will instantly destroyed the chaotic Taoist patterns in the small tower.

Led by one's own will, it integrates many Dao patterns.

A faint blue light appeared on the small tower, and at this moment the small tower became more pure and transparent.

After a long time, Liang Hui loosened his clenched hands.

The small tower stood quietly in the palm of his hand, with the blue divine light covering the tower, mysterious and gentle.

Turn around!

Look at Old Huo behind him.

"Does the heavy weapon have a name?"

"No, please name it yourself, Your Majesty."

Liang Hui stared at the small tower in his palm and said the name he had already thought of.

"From today on, you will be called Cangta! Follow me, the Divine Court, to slay the great enemies of all realms."

"Cang" means pale and gray, which carries a sense of murderousness and sorrow, which corresponds exactly to the bloody battles that followed.

"Cangta?"

Many powerful men looked at the small tower in the hands of the God Emperor with complicated eyes. They seemed to see that all gods and demons would fall under this tower.

"Congratulations to the Divine Emperor for obtaining this precious weapon!"

"Congratulations to the Divine Court for possessing such an important weapon!"

The sound of congratulations spread throughout the secret realm.

Old Huo lowered his eyes and glanced at the beautiful figure beside the Divine Emperor.

He sighed in his heart: "Master of the Black Whale Sea-Splitting Hammer, please stop retreating now."

Amid the congratulations, the two figures in front of the stove slowly disappeared.

A deep voice echoed in Huo Lao's mind.

"Master Huo, go to the Divine Court Treasury and pick out a treasure as a reward for this time."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Huo Lao whispered and bowed towards the empty stove.

Two figures emerged in a hidden palace in the Divine Court.

Liang Hui moved his mind, and the Cang Tower was already floating in front of him.

With a flip of his hand, several pale white beads floated towards the Cang Tower and merged into it.

The pure white power of faith and the sky blue divine light interweave with each other, making the Cang Tower more lively.

In an instant, countless prayers and kneeling sounds were heard from the Cang Tower.

Liang Hui stood there, feeling quietly.

After a moment, ripples appeared in the deepest part of his eyes, like a tsunami and waves.

But on the surface he chuckled:

"It really works. Using faith to refine the Cang Pagoda will make this important weapon stronger and stronger."

"From now on, all faith will be given to Cangta."

Su Yao stretched out her hand and grasped a ray of pure white afterglow, with curiosity on her pretty face.

"Hui, is this faith? I heard it is a profound but extremely rare power."

Liang Hui nodded.

"This kind of power is extremely powerful. If you are not careful, it will change your mind. If you are not strong enough, don't touch it."

"Because it is so dangerous, I will use an instrument to carry this power."

The words carry a reminder.

Su Yao let go of the pure white afterglow and nodded his forehead to show his understanding.

Afterwards, the two began to exchange ideas on cultivation in the palace.

In fact, it was Liang Hui who guided Su Yao on the two paths of Taoism and warrior.

About half an hour passed.

Liang Hui suddenly stretched out his hand, and a small bronze bell was suspended above it.

"Liu Guang Zhong, you and Tang Tang will work together to suppress the Divine Court for me."

At this moment, Su Yao's delicate face was full of astonishment.

She stared blankly at the flowing clock which was only a few feet away from her.

"why?"

Why was such an important weapon given to her?
Su Yao was full of doubts. She didn't understand and no matter how much she thought about it, she couldn't figure it out.

Liang Hui narrowed his eyes slightly, with a hint of amusement in his expression, and moved his hand forward again.

"Haven't you been looking forward to this? I have already given the control of the Liuguang Bell to you and Tang Tang."

Su Yao also came to his senses at this moment, stepped back and shook his head.

"Liuguang Bell, you should be in control, Hui."

Snapped!
The bronze bell was pressed directly into Su Yao's arms.

"I will be in seclusion. Please do not disturb me unless it involves the destruction of the Divine Court and the collapse of the world."

Liang Hui's eyes were deep and he slowly retracted his outstretched arm.

"Work with Qingtian to suppress the Divine Court for me."

Su Yao also noticed something at this moment. There was seriousness in her beautiful and smart eyes, and she held the bronze bell tightly.

"it is good."

"But I still need your strength to strike as a trump card."

Liang Hui nodded.

I don't know how much time passed, but a woman in a black dress left the palace.

Su Yao stepped down from the stairs and sensed several extremely powerful fist intentions on the bracelet.

His eyes were slightly curved with a smile.

But he soon turned into deep thought, recalling what had just happened.

'Is it related to faith?'

……

In the palace.

Liang Hui waved his arm, and Tiger Bai with golden skeleton appeared in front of him.

At the same time, forbidden weapons flew around and endless runes were embedded in the walls.

"Except for those few people, anyone who comes near will be killed!"

Roar!
Tiger White roared.

He jumped outside the palace and lay down in front of the door.

Only at this moment did Liang Hui turn his gaze towards the Cang Tower that had been floating in front of him.

Sensing the power of faith that has been purified to the extreme in the Cang Tower.

Ever since this thread of faith appeared, he felt the movement of his body, and his magical power of "entering dreams" actually gave him a sense of clarity.

With a slight wave of his hand, the Cang Pagoda floated into the young man's palm.

The consciousness is invested in the Cang Tower, and with the help of the pure faith in the Cang Tower, it observes itself.

His eyes gradually revealed a hint of understanding.

He "saw" the supernatural power entering his dream, and more information and various thoughts kept pouring into his mind.

For some information, once you see it, you can do more.

A long time, a long time.

A low murmur echoed in the palace.

"Time? Space?"

(End of this chapter)