Chapter 1283

Diviner

Wang Zheng turned his hair and now he was talking to a little boy, but the little boy's face was cold and unfit for his age.

"Do you know the news of the death of the desert?" Wang Zheng looked at the little boy curiously.

"My name is Moben. The diviner asked me to take you to him."

"Diviner?" Wang Zheng thought for a long time and didn't think about the details of the diviner. Mi Xiu didn't tell himself that there was a local snake called diviner in meteor street.

No matter what the origin of the diviner is, as long as he knows the news of the dead in the desert, he will break into the dragon's pool and tiger's den.

"Then please lead the way." Wang Zheng rubbed Mo Ben's head and said with a smile. Mo Ben frowned tightly, revealing an expression of disgust, and fiercely threatened: "if you touch my head again, I'll cut off your hand!"

With Mo Ben leading the way, Wang Zheng stood in front of an old clock tower, which creaked and made a harsh sound.

"The diviner is inside. Go in by yourself." Moben pointed to the clock tower and said impatiently.

Wang Zheng looked at the broken clock tower in front of him, then smiled and stepped into the clock tower. The walls around the clock tower were like transparent, so Wang Zheng penetrated the past.

"Cut, it's boring." Moben scolded discontentedly and walked into the bell tower.

Inside the clock tower, there are layers of spiral stairs that can't see the end. Walking on the stairs, Mo Ben suddenly looked at Wang Zheng and asked, "aren't you afraid to hit the wall?"

"It's just a small cover up. It's strange that so many passers-by turn a blind eye to the bell tower. In addition, the bell tower gives me an illusory feeling, so I'll bet."

The concealment of the bell tower is similar to a cover up array, which shields the sense of existence of the whole bell tower, so passers-by will subconsciously avoid here without paying attention to the existence of the bell tower. Being able to arrange this array should be the main way to flexibly use the law, but how can anyone use the law here? Is it the diviner behind?

While Wang Zheng was still thinking about the fortune teller's background, Mo Ben stopped. I don't know when the endless ladder came to an end. Looking down, it looked like an abyss, and the diffuse fog rose slowly from below.

"Interesting."

"Moben, bring the guests in." at the end of the spiral ladder, there was a dim bronze gate, and a indifferent voice came out from behind the bronze gate.

The bronze gate in front of us is tens of meters high and weighs at least dozens of tons. However, with just a push of Mo Ben's hand, the bronze gate creaks open. Candles instantly ignite the dark environment. People covered by fog on a crystal seat are staring at the gate on the side of Wang Zheng.

"Dear fortune teller, your servant has invited guests." Mo Ben bowed to the fortune teller from a distance.

A comforting voice came from behind the fog again: "Mo Ben, go down and have a rest. I want to talk to this distinguished guest alone."

"As you wish." facing the diviner, Mo Ben's attitude changed 180 degrees. He nodded respectfully and left along the spiral ladder.

"Dear outsiders, why don't you come in and talk?"

Wang Zheng was not surprised at all. The source of the diviner in front of him was mysterious, and his means were even more mysterious. He was also called a diviner. It was not surprising that he really knew he was from the outside world.

"I'm not used to breaking into places I don't know, especially when I'm not strong enough." facing the diviner, Wang Zheng didn't hide anything. The mysterious diviner knew too many things and lost his mastery of the law. He must also be in his control. There's no need to scare the diviner with such things.

Now with the idea as the carrier, Wang Zheng can open his different space at any time. There are many good things in the different space. If the diviner really wants to make a move, Wang Zheng is confident that he will not lose to him.

The place where the eleven garrisons are located is isolated. Although it is in the center of the city, there are many non combat special talents surrounded by high walls. It is very difficult to deal with the urban problems from time to time.

He followed the two close guards to the hall where the eleven old cabinet members handled their affairs. Suddenly, the candles lit up, and the faces of the eleven old cabinet members appeared in front of Wang Zheng, followed by two close guards behind them.

"I don't know what you want me to do?" Wang Zheng asked, looking at the eleven old people in front of him with a smile.

"Mi Xiu came back from the dead five years ago. He didn't show up for five years. There was almost no information. He only knew that he had a sister. Your appearance was earth shaking." an old cabinet member opened his mouth and raised the bottom of Wang Zheng.

Wang Zheng just smiled. Anyway, he didn't have any details to be investigated, so he showed no scruples. He waved his hand and said, "if you want to deal with the life problems of tens of millions of people every day, don't beat around the Bush here. Just say what you invited me to do here."

"Now that you've said that, I'll tell you clearly that we want to know how to condense special talents the day after tomorrow."

Wang Zheng knew the importance of special talents in the frontier wasteland, so he had expected that the old cabinet would focus on the method of condensing special talents. Wang Zheng did not intend to hide, but Wang Zheng also wanted to know about the barren inscriptions.

"I can tell you the way to gather special talents the day after tomorrow, but in exchange, I need to know all the information of barren inscriptions."

Wang Zheng's opening was about to be deserted. The information of the inscriptions made all the old men in the attic lose their mind for a moment. After half a ring, the old man in the attic asked, "do you want to leave the frontier world?"

"Just curious."

After exchanging their eyes, the eleven cabinet elders nodded and said, "someone will take you to read the information about the barren inscriptions, provided that you help us cultivate 100 special talents first."

"Deal."

If they want to obtain special talents, they need to cultivate ideas. Five years is enough for them to cultivate ideas to attract the power of death. Wang Zheng can afford to wait for five years.

After imparting the method of cultivating ideas to 100 ordinary people, Wang Zheng began to carefully teach Lin Luan to cultivate ideas, because Lin Luan's special physique made her directly master a complete source law. Although the power of the law is powerful, it is a miracle that the law can exert one percent of its power without the driving law of ideas, Five years is enough for the gifted Lin Luan to exert most of the power of the source law.

Five years passed in a blink of an eye. A hundred ordinary people developed ideas and had their own special talents because of their different talents.

And Wang Zheng got the information of all the barren inscriptions.

"No desert information?"

After reading all the records of barren inscriptions, Wang Zheng unconsciously frowned. Most of the things recorded here are rumors with very low reference value. The most important thing is that none of them recorded anything about the desert.

"Is it all reserved by the eleven cabinet elders?" Wang Zheng muttered to himself.