Apocalyptic starship

The high-end mechanical soldier looked at everyone on the flying boat, and turned around and flew back to the transport plane without waiting for the other party to reply, without any emotional fluctuations.

The old man wanted to ask more intelligence information, but the other party had no intention of communicating at all. After thinking about it, he asked the flying boat to stay away from the transport plane. The other party was obviously unwilling to communicate too much. The old man felt that the mechanical empire might not be so simple. After thinking about it, he took out a jade talisman and sent out the information he got...

The detection equipment on the transport plane detected the signal and converted it into a voice signal.

After listening to what the old man said, the magic cube threw the communication content into the trash can indifferently, and looked at the high-altitude map on the projection display. The green transport plane symbol represented the location of the transport plane. Now it is quickly heading to the sect where the party is held. The map range is not very large. High-altitude drones have rarely explored this area. Sometimes the transport plane can only be located based on the stars in the sky, the sun and the moon, which is very troublesome.

"It seems that I have to find time to throw a few satellites into the sky."

Muttering, the magic cube squinted and fell asleep. The transport plane flew quickly in the clouds. When the huge transport plane passed through the clouds, it would also bring obvious cloud turbulence...

Three days later.

The transport plane flew for three whole days before arriving at the large sect. The cube, who had never participated in such gatherings and bragging activities, didn't know where to land. After landing, the sect monks turned the flying boat into the size of a palm and put it in their arms, but the transport plane couldn't do that. How could this big guy be rolled into a ball and stuffed into the trouser pocket? After thinking about it, he simply landed the transport plane vertically on the wasteland outside a market near the sect.

Sects and sects of immortal cultivation are generally built in deep mountains and places that mortals can't reach. If there are people living there, there will naturally be business and so on. The market was born naturally. The difference is that what is sold is not cucumbers and white flour, but various immortal cultivation supplies.

The immortal cultivation sect is very large. The cube roughly scanned it and estimated that there are tens of thousands of people in this sect. It is really rare to see tens of thousands of people meditating together. I just don't know how many sect monks will be willing to stand up if the sect is finally in danger of foreign invasion. It is estimated that more people will choose to find an opportunity to slip away and continue their cultivation career.

The landing of the transport plane caused a commotion. The sect monks in charge of the market security approached cautiously, and left quickly after seeing four martial spirit stage masters coming out of the cabin.

Mofang arranged four high-end mechanical soldiers to protect the transport plane, and walked out of the cabin and strolled into the market.

Mofang had seen many ordinary people setting up stalls, but it was rare to see monks setting up stalls. The monks were different from ordinary people selling things and shouting to gain popularity. The monks sat cross-legged, with the things to be traded in front of them, and wrote the price or the items to be exchanged on a piece of paper or a wooden board. Without saying a word, either buy or leave. Anyway, I am not a layman and will not ask you to buy.

Maybe it was because the big competition was about to be held recently, and all the big and small sects or scattered cultivators gathered here, and it was very bustling.

Young monks happily wandered around the stalls. Occasionally, some of the chosen ones would quarrel over something, but no one dared to draw their swords here. As the host sect, they would definitely strictly manage and punish those monks who violated the rules. No one dared to take out their magic weapons even if they quarreled fiercely.

While wandering around, Mofang discovered something, that is, the currency used by monks for trading was a kind of stone full of spiritual energy, spiritual stone?

Mofang didn't know much about this thing, but he often saw monks using it to trade various things. Out of curiosity, he ran to knock out an old monk and then searched his soul without any harm. The result surprised Mofang and made him incomprehensible...

Spirit stones are produced by heaven and earth, and the gestation period is very long. They are usually dug out from spirit stone mines. Moreover, the spirit stone veins are extremely strong and must be dug out by monks using specific tools and spiritual power. What surprised Mofang was not this, but that the veins themselves should not be dug!

The formation of spiritual stone veins requires a specific location, a specific environment, and a specific magnetic field. It takes a long time, ranging from thousands to tens of thousands of years. After the analysis of the magic cube computer, it is believed that these spiritual stone veins are the meridians of this planet. If the meridians are full of spiritual energy, they will continuously produce spiritual energy and emit spiritual energy. The spiritual energy of Shenwu Continent is also sufficient. If the meridians are exhausted, it will be like a cultivator without spiritual power in the meridians.

And these cultivators are actually digging and destroying the meridians of Shenwu Continent! This is simply an unimaginable stupid thing that only stupid people can do!

No wonder old books will write about how abundant the spiritual energy was many years ago, and all kinds of great powers in the world of cultivation appeared. Then the spiritual energy became thinner and thinner until now, and no one has succeeded in ascending for tens of thousands of years. According to the magic cube, the spiritual energy of Shenwu Continent is still drying up at an accelerated rate. As for the reason, it is these spiritual stones.

If the spiritual stone veins are there, they will continuously produce spiritual energy. If the meridians are gone, what spiritual energy can be produced!

Magic Cube guessed that the great masters and many sects in the world of immortal cultivation knew about this, but the problem is, if you don't dig, others will! Even if others don't dig, they can't resist the temptation of spiritual energy. The trend of the world of immortal cultivation is to only care about their own prosperity and not care about others' floods. Becoming an immortal is the main thing. As for the descendants, it's none of their business. When a person dies, the light will die. It's more important to seize all resources and opportunities to cultivate to the right fruit while you are still alive.

So, the Shenwu Continent, which originally relied on the natural spiritual energy of heaven and earth to cultivate to immortality, was finished. Now, even if you eat a broken spiritual stone vein, you can't become an immortal.

Heaven and earth are like parents, and many people do not hesitate to eat the flesh and blood of their own parents for their own benefit, and even become immortals.

Rubik's Cube shook his head, let's make trouble. Anyway, I have many kinds of energy sources, but monks only have spiritual energy as a way forward. Human beings themselves don't care what I care about a mechanical life. After struggling hard, finally without spiritual energy, the Shenwu Continent was born. It's easy to manage, and it saves the common people who have nothing to do to fight for resources.

Wandering around the market, I walked to the door of a magnificent shop.

"Duobao Pavilion, the name is quite interesting. Is it a business group specializing in cultivating immortals that sells magic weapons? Go in and have a look." Rubik's Cube walked towards the exquisite attic.

After entering the door, a cool feeling hit my face. I found a magic circle similar to an air conditioner on the wall. Several beautiful shop assistants in sexy clothes were smiling and did not show their impatience because they were wearing ordinary Rubik's cubes. A shop assistant stepped forward and specially prepared the magic cube. To provide Rubik's Cube service, there is a monk in the store who specializes in observing the cultivation of people entering the door. When the Rubik's Cube walked in, the monk immediately felt an indescribable power and quickly arranged for the clerk to take good care of him for fear of accidentally irritating him.