Just as Zuo Zhicheng was sizing up these small stone mountains, a middle-aged man dressed in Confucian robes and wearing a tall crown walked over. He looked like a private school teacher. His eyes were as bright as sparks as he stared at Zuo Zhicheng and asked, "The height is 50 meters and the width is exactly the same. Is the Heavenly Snake King satisfied?"
Qing Yueqiu introduced, "This is Master Huo Gong. He is Lord Zhu Yuwen's best friend. This time around, it was only with his help that we were able to complete the project on time."
Zuo Zhicheng nodded. Clearly, this man was the rumored Daoist hiding in Zhu Yuwen's residence. It was said that many of the firearms and explosives used by the Tiger-Wolf Army were made by this man. He was a Daoist who was very good at making firearms and explosives.
"Greetings, Master Huo Gong. There are no problems with these four stone mountains. I'm very satisfied."
"To be honest, if it wasn't for Old Zhu personally coming to beg me, I wouldn't have done such hard work for others." Master Huo Gong looked at Zuo Zhicheng with great interest and asked, "I wonder what the Heavenly Snake King needs these four big rocks for? Each of these four big rocks weighs several hundred thousand tons. Even the most powerful expert wouldn't be able to move them easily, right? "
Master Huo Gong tested Zuo Zhicheng without batting an eyelid. Although he knew that Zuo Zhicheng was very strong, he was also a veteran Daoist. If it wasn't for his relationship with Zhu Yuwen, he would probably still be reigning supreme in the Central Plains. Now that he saw this new talent who had suddenly appeared, he couldn't help but be curious.
As he said these two sentences, a line of fire suddenly ignited in the air. The line of fire seemed to burn along an invisible wire, and in an instant, it darted towards Zuo Zhicheng.
An astonishingly high temperature burned from the line of fire, and even the surrounding air became distorted.
This kind of flame could probably even melt a piece of steel. Zuo Zhicheng finally understood how the other party had helped him mine such a large stone mountain. Just this skill of playing with fire, coupled with the research of explosives, was enough to do this.
Zuo Zhicheng's expression did not change in the face of his opponent's probing attack. He gently reached out his right hand and grabbed the incoming line of fire.
Seeing Zuo Zhicheng trying to fend off the flames with his physical body, the Fire Palace Master opened his eyes abruptly. It was as if he wanted to see Zuo Zhicheng being burned alive.
However, he was destined to be disappointed. He saw Zuo Zhicheng grab the line of fire with one hand. The flame was like a tamed beast and was extinguished by his palm.
When Master Huo Gong saw this scene, he was no longer thinking of 'Let's see how you're going to block it'. Instead, he was thinking 'Are you kidding me?'
His opponent had actually extinguished his flames with just his palm. He knew very well how high the temperature of his flame was. Not to mention extinguishing it with his hand, even if he poured water on it, he might not be able to extinguish it.
However, the truth was right before his eyes and he had no choice but to believe it.
'He definitely didn't extinguish it with his palm. What kind of Dao Technique is this? Why can't I tell?' When Master Huo Gong saw this, he became even more curious. With a wave of his hand, a few more lines of fire extended from his body and shot toward Zuo Zhicheng.
Moreover, in each of these flames, it was unknown what kind of Daoist material was sprinkled by him. The flames directly turned green, blue, gray, and purple, just like the mythical divine fire, and rushed towards Zuo Zhicheng.
The power of these colorful flames was clearly stronger than the pure flames from before. They might be poisonous, explosive, corrosive, or have other magical uses.
Master Huo Gong's eyes were filled with confidence. He smiled and waited to see how Zuo Zhicheng would block it. He was confident that although Zuo Zhicheng wouldn't be defeated by this move, he would still be flustered. Master Huo Gong would definitely be able to tell what kind of technique Zuo Zhicheng had used to block his flames.
However, what happened next made him widen his eyes once again. Faced with the lines of fire that were obviously not to be trifled with, Zuo Zhicheng remained calm and collected. He did the same thing as before and grabbed at the lines of fire again.
'What kind of joke is this … I spent more than ten years collecting various spiritual herbs to refine this Five-colored Divine Fire. Even if the Courageous Marquis were here, he wouldn't be able to grab it with his bare hands …'
However, Zuo Zhicheng's right hand grabbed a few times and destroyed all the lines of fire. Regardless of whether it was the heat, light, or any other traces of the existence of the flames, they all disappeared under Zuo Zhicheng's grab.
Seeing this, Master Huo Gong frowned slightly. It was as if he couldn't understand how Zuo Zhicheng had done it.
After a moment of silence, Master Huo Gong sighed softly and said, "As expected, the new generation replaces the old. Heavenly Snake King, I'm old now. It's time for you youngsters to rule the world." As he sighed, he turned around and left. His back view was indescribably bleak.
However, Zuo Zhicheng was already prepared for this. He gently reached out his hand and threw a bag of things to Taoist Huo Gong. "Master Huo Gong, Taoist magic arts that can be used alone are just small tricks. Only those Taoist magic arts that can be spread and used by civilians, such as explosives and guns, are the Taoist magic arts that can change the world."
Master Huo Gong took the bag of things and asked, "What are you trying to say?"
"These are the explosives that I've concocted during this period of time. I'd like to invite you to take a look at them."
Master Huo Gong didn't think much of it. Although the other party's Dao techniques were powerful, when it came to explosives and gunpowder, how could they be compared to him, who had spent his entire life on it?
He didn't say much. He just stuffed the bag into the bag and left the quarry.
Qing Yueqiu looked at Zuo Zhicheng curiously and asked, "You know how to concoct explosives?"
"Yes, I know a little," Zuo Zhicheng said, "Clear the area, I'm going to start."
As the surrounding workers and soldiers were completely cleared out, Zuo Zhicheng was the only one left at the scene. With a slight push from his feet, he had already jumped onto the huge rock that was 50 meters tall. He kept jumping on this huge rock that was like a super meteorite, and it didn't take long for him to reach the top of the rock mountain.
He opened his right hand and pressed it on the rock mountain under his feet.
It was about 50 meters in length, width, and height. The rock had a density of about 3 tons per cubic meter. The super 'meteorite' under Zuo Zhicheng's feet weighed about 300,000 to 400,000 tons.
Note that it was 10,000 tons. Zuo Zhicheng's own weight capacity was also calculated in tons. This meant that the 'meteorite' under his feet was 10,000 times more than his limit.
He believed that no one in the Wind, Rain, Thunder, Lightning could possibly withstand a meteorite that weighed 300,000 to 400,000 tons. It was not a force that humans could resist. It was the majestic force between heaven and earth. It was a force that could uproot mountains and seas, and create small floods, earthquakes, and tsunamis.
However, as the Mouth of the Underworld opened, Zuo Zhicheng frowned, "Indeed … there is such a weakness …"
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