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The bright moon had yet to set in the sky when the blazing sun before dawn quietly peeked its head out. At this time, Old Man Bajing brought Mu Tu and the others and quietly arrived at a garden at the southeast corner of the Chestnut City.

This was the Jade Pavilion Garden, where there were many flowers and trees. Most of the winter flowers and trees were bald except for the Plum Blossom Forest, where the flowers bloomed just right.

With one step, one slow note, three blind followers, the five of them slowly moved through the crisscrossing Merlin. This way, they would occasionally turn right, turn left, take a few steps back, or tap their toes on the plum tree to catch up. They flew five steps into the air and arrived next to a jade pavilion in the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

Just as he was about to reach the bottom of the pit, Wen Wen immediately tapped the wall lightly with his finger, causing the water to fly out like dragonfly stepping on the wall, and then floated down to the ground and retrieved the fire piston from his body, while the copper gourd on his waist dropped to the ground.

Not long later, Feng Ya also landed beside Wen Wen along with Mu Tu.

It was a deep tunnel, with hard stones on both sides, and the darkness leading to the unknown.

The four of them slowly advanced forwards, and before long, four iron men appeared in front of them. Each of them had a long saber in their hands, and it was unknown if they were alive or dead under the cover of the golden mask.

"Iron Pagoda!" Feng Ya suddenly panicked, she pulled Wen Wen who was leading the way and ran. Only, at this time, Wen Wen had already walked under the Iron Buddha, but it was already too late.

The four iron men immediately brandished their blades, looking as though they were going to cut Wen Wen into two, but when Wu Zhuoma threw the silk cloth that was wrapped around her waist, they suddenly raised it, and barely dodged the iron man's blade force.

"What the hell is this?" Mu Tu immediately ran to Wen Wen's side and checked on her injuries.

"Iron Pagoda, a weapon used by the ancient royalty to guard Wang Ling. This item is invulnerable and extremely difficult to deal with. Fortunately, it won't leave its original position to attack." Feng Ya softly explained to Mu Tu. Her eyebrows were knitted tightly, and for a moment, she could not do anything.

"Can this thing go over my head?" Mu Tu seemed to recall the two bronze men in the Cangzhou's dungeon, so he asked them in detail.

The cute girl resolutely shook her head: "It's not going to work. The Iron Pagoda's attack covers my entire body, and the blade is very long. As long as I get near it, I will definitely be hit by its blade."

However, if he wanted to enter the secret treasury right now, he definitely wouldn't be able to avoid this stage. He immediately waved his hand, signalling the three of them to move back and raise the fire piston, and then probed as he approached the Iron Buddha.

Just as the figure landed on the back of the Iron Pagoda's foot, the first Iron Pagoda had already moved. The long blade in his hand plummeted, as if he wanted to cut Mu Tu into half.

The swimming movement beneath his feet immediately started to circulate. Mu Tu bent over and floated above the first Golden Blade in the hands of the Iron Buddha, then the second Iron Buddha had already moved, the golden blade that was flying horizontally caused Mu Tu to have no choice but to flip his body over. Looking at the third Iron Buddha movement, Mu Tu slashed downwards diagonally, but at this moment, he was unable to move forward.

Seeing that Mu Tu was about to fall, the three girls' expressions immediately changed, and they immediately rushed forward, but before they could even move, they heard Mu Tu say, "Don't."

Then, the Twilight Knife in his hands released a light cry as he activated the Shock Technique on his wrist. Using all of his inner strength, he slashed backwards, completely cutting off the long blade of the second Iron Pagoda.

Just as Mu Tu was about to move in front of him, he suddenly remembered something and stopped his steps to circulate his energy. Immediately after, he repeated the technique and cut off the golden blade in the hands of the first pagoda.

Very quickly, there were several "ding-ding-ding-dong" sounds and Mu Tu's feet moved swiftly. He actually cut off all four of the long blades in the Iron Pagoda's hands, and the arm of the Iron Pagoda that had lost its golden blades swung, as if it was dancing, and no longer had a frightening lethality. The three women of Wen Wen's group followed Mu Tu past the Iron Pagoda and continued to walk forward.

Soon, the four of them arrived at an intersection. A pile of bones was randomly arranged into a small pile. After musing for a moment, their eyes swept across the three women's faces. None of them gave a direction.

Mu Tu thought for a while and then walked up towards the right. After walking for a while, a few poison darts suddenly appeared in the darkness, Mu Tu anxiously used his protective Qi to his body, but before it could even begin, his body was covered with several poison darts, and the three women behind him were lucky enough to dodge it.

"Tu Tu, are you injured?" Feng Ya and Wu Zhuoma also looked at Mu Tu with nervous expressions on their faces.

"No, luckily the Qilin skin armor protected him!" Mu Tu extended his hand out to pull the poison dart out of the leather armor, and immediately stretched his body a little, indicating that he was fine, and continued to walk forward, his footsteps unintentionally sped up, leaving the three girls dozens of steps behind.

"Bam!" His feet suddenly hovered in the air, and a huge pit appeared beneath him. Mu Tu, who had been keeping his eyes on him the entire time, was obviously unconcerned, as there was still a pit that could be dug on the ground. If he was careless, he would fall into the pit.

Behind him, Wu Zhuoma immediately threw out a silk cloth and wrapped it around Mu Tu's waist, and immediately after, he lifted Mu Tu up.

At the edge of the pit, Wen Wen carefully used the fire piston to look downwards. She saw rows and rows of dense and cold silver blades standing upright, if she was not careful enough, she was afraid that it would pierce through and leak out.