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Chapter 815 Ding Haishen Zhentie (1)

"Bai Yu, is he dead?"

Long Mobai stood on a tall building, looking down at the brilliance emerging on his palms, and once again recited the Taishang Jiugongge Oral Jue.

"The meaning of the nine palaces is based on the tortoise, with two and four as shoulders, six and eight as feet, three on the left and seven on the right, nine shoes on one, and five in the center."

Then Long Mobai calculated that Bai Yu was a Kan hexagram. To the north, he was not in the capital, but at least he was still alive.

He took out his cell phone and contacted Long Moqing. Soon after the call was connected, a rapid voice came from the other side.

"Second brother, what's the matter?"

He could tell with his buttocks that Long Moqing and Chu Feiyang were doing some kind of stretching exercise, so Long Mobai rolled his eyes and said, "You go ahead and I'll call your sister-in-law to ask how they are doing."

Long Moqing was a little embarrassed when he heard what Long Mobai said, "That's it. It should be quiet. It's just that the quarrel is not as fierce as before."

"Okay, then you guys get busy first." Long Mobai hung up the phone, returned to the entrance of the courtyard, and entered the password to enter the courtyard.

His appearance has returned to its original state again, and now he can transform into anyone at will. This is the ability of a true immortal.

"You can hear it!"

Long Moqing was shocked when he hung up the phone. He looked down at Chu Feiyang below him and saw her covering her mouth.

The two of them looked at each other in disbelief, but they didn't know that Long Mobai's current ability was too great, and the immortals in the world had the rhythm of making people worship him.

"Boy, after thinking about it for a long time, I still feel that your silver umbrella is lacking."

"Lack!"

Suddenly, Taishang Laojun's voice reached Long Mobai's ears.

Taishang Laojun said again: "First go to the depths of the East China Sea and get the Dinghai Shenzhen Iron. It is best to use it as the main pole of the umbrella. It can bring different effects to other magic swords."

"What, Dinghai Shen Zhentie!"

Long Mobai was stunned. Isn't the Dinghai Shenzhen Iron the Dinghai Shenzhen in the novel Journey to the West?

When I think of Monkey Sun wreaking havoc in the Heavenly Palace with the Ruyi Golden Cudgel and killing all the immortals, I can't help but feel excited.

"Boy, why are you so excited?" Taishang Laojun asked puzzledly.

Long Mo's white eyebrows smiled brightly. He suppressed his excitement and told Tai Shao Laojun about the folk story.

Taishao Laojun stroked his beard and said: "I see... The Dinghai Divine Needle was originally a piece of pottery iron, an ancient magic weapon refined by the master. Later, Dayu used it to control floods and was given two names.

, the sacred iron at the bottom of Tianhe River.

Finally, it was thrown into the sea to symbolize the eternal stability of the sea and rivers. Later, it was acquired by the Dragon King of the East China Sea and enshrined as the Dinghai Shenzhen Iron to stabilize the sea area.

Long Mobai asked: "Master Immortal, then it really weighs thirteen thousand five hundred kilograms!"

Taishao Laojun's tone was full of affirmation, "Well... not only does it weigh 13,500 kilograms, but it has already given birth to a fairy. It depends on your ability if you want it to recognize its master."

"It's also a way to deal with those two ferocious beasts later."

As Taishang Laojun said, with the Ruyi Golden Cudgel, one blow can destroy the heaven and the earth, and the ancient ferocious beasts will not have time to escape.

However, Qiongqi and Yaozhu have been making up their mind about Poseidon Zhentie for tens of thousands of years, but they just can't get close.

"It's not too late, let's go now." Long Mobai disappeared into the courtyard and ran towards the East China Sea.

I also made a decision in my heart. The giant sword serves as the tip of the umbrella. When needed, it can also be a spear.

Long Mobai soon arrived at Penglai Island in the East China Sea and stood firm in the sky.

Taishang Laojun reminded: "Boy, use your fairy eyes to find the location of the sacred iron."

Not daring to neglect, Long Mobai did as Taishang Laojun said.

Soon, five thousand meters under the sea, I saw the magnificent sacred iron pillar.

There is a gold hoop at each end, with a beautiful pattern. The columns connected at the middle end have lifelike relief patterns, as if they are naturally connected.

The gold hoop has vivid patterns along its edge, and the cylinder wrapped in blue relief is full of simplicity and majesty.

The next second, Long Mobai had arrived at the specific location on the sea. He looked around at the calm sea, used the water avoidance technique, and then plunged into it.

As I kept diving down and getting closer, I saw clearly that the sacred iron pillar was even bigger than I imagined.

"You need some skills to conquer it." Taishang Laojun reminded.

Long Mobai's eyes were blazing, and he decided to get the sacred iron pillar no matter what. This was a peerless magic weapon that could not be matched by the famous swords of the Eight Desolations.

Just after diving one thousand meters, the water pressure on the seabed continued to increase to ten times the basic level, which was obviously related to the aura of the sacred iron pillar.

Countless bubbles arose in the water, and ordinary people would definitely die if they encountered this kind of pressure.

Until Long Mobai got closer and closer, he saw the iron pillar standing thousands of meters under the sea and was speechless.

It was so spectacular, even more beautiful than Long Mobai imagined.

When he got close, the sacred iron pillar shook slightly, causing the surrounding rocks to crack. The sea floor was turbulent, and the originally calm sea surface began to stir up waves.

In front of Long Mobai's eyes, the sacred iron pillar was ten meters high and five meters wide, like a divine pillar holding the sky.

It says Thirteen Thousand Five Hundred Jin, Ruyi Golden Cudgel.

It is also like a fierce horse that cannot be tamed, restless, and the sea water on the bottom of the sea is constantly bubbling.

Long Mobai had already touched the other party and sensed the other party's weapon spirit with his heart.

Instead, Qi Ling asked Long Mobai why he came here, his tone full of displeasure.

Long Mobai responded: "I need your strength, please give me a helping hand."

The voice of the weapon spirit came from Dinghai Shen Zhentie, "Are you like those guys? Just throw it away after you use it!"

"I will never bury your existence." Long Mobai said sincerely.

"Then if you prove to me that you can lift me up and eavesdrop, I will recognize you as my master."

"Okay...it's settled."

Long Mobai's face was expressionless. Facing the unparalleled magic weapon, he could feel the loneliness surrounding him in his heart.

That Ruyi Golden Cudgel will be Long Mobai's trump card in the future. How can he miss the harvester along the way.

Long Mobai squatted down, spread out his hands to hold the pillar, and began to lift it up with all his strength.

The Optimus Prime-like Dinghai Shenzhen Iron Pillar was originally inserted into the soil but was slightly moved and lifted up by one centimeter.

The oppression at the bottom of the sea became heavier and heavier, causing Long Mobai's back to sink slightly.

If he didn't have an immortal body, he wouldn't be able to resist it, and Taishang Laojun wouldn't let him take the Dinghaishen Zhentie.

"Well..."

"babble..."

Long Mobai gritted his teeth and used his voice to boost his momentum. He did not use any trickery and relied purely on brute force to lift the Dinghai Shenzhen Iron Pillar.

The purpose of doing this was to win the trust of the weapon spirits. Long Mobai knew in his heart that the weapon spirits in the divine iron in front of him were older and more terrifying than other sword spirits.

In order to convince him, Long Mobai worked hard enough.

The end of the Dinghai Shenzhen Iron Pillar is one centimeter away from the bottom of the sea, and the waves on the sea surface are one meter high and pour into the shore.

There are still many people riding the waves on the beach on the coast, if waves of several meters high are sweeping in.
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