The Heaven's Jailer

Chapter 2196

After realizing the terror of Zhao Wude as a natural machine, Liu Lang strengthened the custody of Zhao Wude.

At the moment, there are eight leaders of the ancient race around the Wude thatched cottage.

"They?"

Seeing those ancient races as high as dozens of Zhang, Li was terrified. The Shui people in the four seas were also in different shapes and colors. It can be said that they are so powerful and domineering that they are far from the present ones!

"Life in the sacristy." Liu Lang explained.

"That's good." Li was envious for a while, but there was no life in the altar of his sacred utensils, although it was a boundary of its own. More than a thousand Tachypleus, who were included by him, became the first pioneers.

"Lao Zhao, come out to welcome the guests." Liu Lang asked eight leaders of the ancient races to step aside and knock on the gate of the new Wude cottage and yelled.

"Welcome to you Zhao Wude's voice came from the thatched cottage.

"Cough..." Liu Lang was depressed for a while and explained to Li, "this guy is too fierce. Therefore, I'm strict with him. Maybe I'm angry."

The time rules in the blood world are quite different from those outside. Although Liu Lang last saw Zhao Wude a few days ago, Zhao Wude has been here for hundreds of thousands of years.

For hundreds of thousands of years, he was confined to a small house. Zhao Wude was not crazy. He was already good.

"This is the inner space of the sacristy. Is it necessary?" Li doubted.

He is also the master of the sacred vessels. He can best understand the feeling of being exclusive after entering the sacred vessels. Normally speaking, even if the heavenly power is locked into the internal world of the sacred vessels, it will not make a big disturbance.

Liu Lang's actions seem to have added fuel to the lily.

"Zhao Wude is different."

Liu Lang couldn't explain for a moment how the Tianji clan existed. Anyway, at the beginning, Zhao Wude was given a little bit of freedom, and Zhao Wude created a large voice transmission array in the blood world, and had insight into everything in the sacred vessels.

Since then, Liu Lang no longer dare to despise Zhao Wude.

"It's noisy. It's so noisy in the daytime. Can't people sleep?"

When Liu Lang and li talk, the door of the new Wude cottage opens with a bang. Zhao Wude pokes his head out of it and says impatiently.

"You've been sleeping for hundreds of years. Are you afraid to sleep directly?" Liu Lang laughed.

"Don't worry, I can't even die if you die." Zhao Wude said with hatred.

"So it is." Liu Lang does not deny that Zhao Wude is immortal. If he is dead, he will be able to take root again, sprout, blossom and bear fruit, and grow up again. He can't find one of these abilities, not to mention the three realms, in the whole extraterritorial star world.

"Who is he?" At this time, Zhao Wude suddenly noticed that Li, standing beside Liu Lang, asked suspiciously.

Since entering Wutian Shengbei, he has not seen a normal person in addition to those ancient races.

"Nothing. I'll take my friends around. You should go to bed." Liu Lang smiles and turns to leave.

"No! You must have something to do! " Zhao Wude is so clever that he has caught Liu Lang.

"What I can do, even if I have something, is not as important as your sleep." Liu Lang turned to Li and said, "Li, let's find a place to study your sacred altar."

Li of course can see that Liu Lang is deliberately molesting Zhao Wude, although nodding, but did not move the body.

"He is what you call the Lord of the sacred vessels?" Zhao Wude asked excitedly how high he jumped.

"Yes, so what?" Liu Lang asked.

"Come in, come on in." Zhao Wude quickly let Li to his house. Over the past few years, he has traveled all over the starry world in order to find his father's whereabouts. The sacred altar in Liu Lang's mouth is the only real clue.

"Don't delay your sleep?" Liu Lang asked.

"No delay, no delay." Zhao Wude said repeatedly.

"Good." Liu Lang nodded to Li, and they followed Zhao Wude into the house.

The new Wude thatched cottage is modeled on the original Wude thatched cottage. It is perfectly restored one by one. From the outside, it is a stone house, but the interior decoration is very high-end.

"Can I see the altar of the sacristy?" After sitting down, Zhao Wude rubbed his hands and asked.

After being imprisoned for such a long time, Zhao Wude has already recognized the reality and can put himself in a proper position. Even if he is more eager, he is still in a consultative tone.

Li is going to take out the altar of sacred vessels.

"Wait a minute." Liu Lang pressed Li's arm and asked Zhao Wude, "at the beginning, did our agreement count?"

Zhao Wude is the only one who really understands the Protoss. Liu Lang must make clear in advance.

"Yes, of course!" Li cut the railway.

"That's good." Liu Lang turned to Li and gave the altar to Zhao Wude.

Li Yi read a move, took out only the palm size of the altar, but all kinds of holy patterns, handed it to Zhao Wude.Zhao Wude took it carefully, rubbed his eyes, and looked at it carefully, from left to right, from top to bottom, from front to back.

In the new Wude thatched cottage, it is surprisingly quiet. The only thing you can hear is the breath of three people.

This continued for nearly an hour.

In the end, Zhao Wude laid down the altar.

"How about it?" This time it was Liu Lang's turn to worry.

"It was made by my father himself." Zhao Wude took a deep breath and murmured.

In fact, at the first sight of the altar, Zhao Wude was sure, because many of the sacred patterns on the altar were exclusive to his father, and no one could imitate them even within the Tianji clan.

"Can you teach me how to control the altar Hearing Zhao Wude say so, Li hesitated for a moment and asked with expectation.

"You, too, want to control my father's artifact?" Zhao Wude glanced at Li and sniffed.

Although he was in the world of blood, Zhao Wude could judge Li's accomplishments. He was a little immortal. It was a luxury for him to get the sacred utensils of Tianji clan. He still wanted to master the sacred utensils. What's your joke?

Litton was embarrassed and flushed.

"Lao Zhao, you are not right to say that." Liu Lang took back the altar of sacristy and handed it back to Li. He said in a deep voice, "my accomplishments are not much worse than those of Li. It's not the same. You're trapped in the stele without heaven?"

"You're not the same." Zhao Wude said with a black face.

"What makes me different?" Liu Lang asked.

"This..." Zhao Wude couldn't say it for a moment.

"All right, Lao Zhao."

Liu Lang patted Zhao Wude on the shoulder and said, "Li's expression is wrong. What he wants is not to control the sacred instrument, but the method to control it. Even if he can't control the holy instrument with his current strength, but there is still a long way to go. You should tell him the method first, so that he can understand in advance. When it comes to the holy land, he can't control this holy instrument?"