Human beings are deceitful, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

Chapter 310 309. There Are Bad Guys Among the Cultivators

too college.

Zhenyang Stone Research Institute.

This research institute is located in a big mountain behind Taixue General Academy, to be precise, it is in the mountain.

In order to ensure the safety and concealment of this project, Anle specifically requested to carve out a space inside the mountain for the manufacture of the central stone. Of course, this special name was also chosen by him himself.

Passing through the narrow and dark passage, the space in front of me is very bright, and the prototypes of many town center stones continuously emit a glimmer of light, illuminating the figures of monks who are busy studying around.

Most of them have sunken eyes, pale faces, and tired expressions, and they can tell that they have worked for a long time.

After Anle showed Zhou Tianzi the function of Zhenzhong Stone to resist darkness, the research and manufacture of it received great support, and various materials and talents were continuously invested in the research institute. Complete a technological breakthrough.

Compared with these monks who were busy all day long, An Le only did some minor work.

"Brother Tie! Master An!"

Soon, people noticed the arrival of An Le and the two, and they all cast surprise glances.

A monk stepped forward quickly and said excitedly: "Master An, it is only the last step before the first batch of town center stones are made."

An Le nodded slightly: "I know."

He opened his hand, and Yangyang flew out like a butterfly, and then quickly turned into silver-gray pipes, connecting with those semi-finished products.

This last step is the baptism of Zhenyang Yuanye.

As the viscous primordial liquid was injected into many semi-finished products, everyone's expressions were both nervous and excited. The success of this step determined whether their efforts during this period were in vain.

But at this moment, an unremarkable monk in the crowd suddenly burst forth, his mana surged like a tide, and the phantoms of six heavenly palaces and three holy gates emerged one after another, majestic and majestic, and colorful light bands floated out, sacrosanct.

When these scenes were revealed, the surrounding air was squeezed into an extremely viscous, like a muddy swamp, and many monks found it difficult to breathe.

"not good!"

Someone shouted sharply: "His goal is Master An!"

As soon as the voice came out, the monk of the Holy Gate had already rushed behind An Le with a grim smile, stabbing down with a seven-colored sharp blade in his hand.

"Death!"

Ding--

The blade made of colorful rays of light paused in mid-air, and in front of the blade was a slender and slender finger.

An Le looked at the assassin calmly, with a light tap of her fingertips, the sharp blade instantly shattered and turned into broken spots of light. At the same time, invisible magic power controlled the assassin like a chain.

He pointed again.

A bloody hole appeared between the assassin's eyebrows, and the phantoms of the surrounding Heavenly Palace and Holy Gate immediately began to crumble, cracks continued to emerge, and collapsed in an instant.

Whether it is the Heavenly Palace or the Holy Gate, they are closely related to the monk's soul. Once the soul is shattered, no matter how strong the gods are, it will not help.

The assassin's eyes widened, and his heart was full of disbelief. He was a monk of the Three Sacred Gates, but in front of An Le who only opened one of the Sacred Gates, he didn't even have the strength to fight back?
After killing this person, An Le's expression remained unchanged, and she counted counts towards the crowd.

boom! boom! boom!
The heads of all those who were pointed by his fingers exploded instantly, and red and white things flew around.

After a little commotion among the crowd, they quickly guessed the identities of this group of people, and couldn't help being terrified.

Tie Xuan swallowed his saliva, stood by An Le's side, and asked cautiously, "Friend Daoist An, are they all..."

An Le sighed softly: "There are bad people among the monks."

Tie Xuan couldn't understand: "But the creation of Zhenzhong Stone is obviously only good for the people of the Great Zhou. Why would anyone want to stop it?"

"It's certainly a good thing for ordinary civilians."

An Le's eyes were deep, and he scanned the faces of the people around him: "But for some high-ranking beings, this magic weapon should not belong to our authority."

People's hearts are awe-inspiring, and a little chill seeps out of their backs.

An Le didn't explain more, but concentrated on manipulating Yangyang to divide Zhenyang Yuanye.

After cleaning up just now, no one bothered him this time. When the Zhenyang Yuanye was almost finished, those Zhenyang Stones that looked like dead things seemed to be endowed with spirituality, and suddenly came to life.

They are suspended in the shape of silver-gray cubes, exuding a faint halo, and rotating slowly but steadily, like a strange star, forming a quiet river of stars, which is also flowing and shining in the eyes of everyone.

At the same time, a kind of admiration is conveyed from the town center stones.

Yang Yang hovered around An Le proudly, as if to show off his achievements.

"It's done! The first batch of town center stones are really done!"

Many monks were ecstatic, punching, shouting, and clapping their hands, even the chill just now was temporarily dissipated.

They all know the meaning of the galaxy in front of them. It represents that the people of the Great Zhou have another means to resist the darkness, and it does not need the original giants or gods!
This day is destined to be remembered in the history of Da Zhou.

Suddenly someone asked: "What if there are people like just now who want to steal the Town Center Stone?"

An Le had thought of this question a long time ago, and said, "Tie Xuan, how about the module I asked you to prepare a few days ago?"

Tie Xuan suddenly said: "So that's the case, so it's because of this that Fellow Daoist An..."

He hurried to the town center stone, fiddled with it for a while and said, "Okay, now they can test the user's identity."

After all, a blue light shot out from Zhenyang Stone, scanning Tie Xuan's body, and then a cold female voice sounded in his mind.

"Authentication passed, access to superior authority."

This special notification sound was also designed under the reminder of An Le.

The rest of the monks present, An Le checked in the deduction, are basically trustworthy, and have been given the authority of their superiors.

And An Le holds the highest authority, and naturally no one has any objections to this.

At this time, Tie Xuan asked hesitantly: "How should I use the first batch of town center stones?"

An Le said without hesitation: "Support the front line!"

"In a little while, I will send this batch of Town Center Stones to the frontline cities that are fighting against the darkness, and, hurry up!"

Seeing his serious attitude, everyone started to act.

Although the monks felt sorry for giving away the Town Center Stones they had obtained, they also knew that the cities that needed them most now were those cities that might be swallowed by darkness at any time.

After watching the first batch of town center stones leave, the monks started a new round of research. It is not enough to just create town center stones, but also to accelerate the speed of mass production.

An Le quietly left the research institute, and within a few steps, a faint fragrance came from behind.

The two women with Dai-like eyebrows said softly.

"Senior Wuxu, King Xiang has an invitation."

(End of this chapter)