Chapter 327 This city is slowly dying

When I walked out of the dormitory, I immediately found that I was in a bronze palace.

This palace is extremely magnificent, seven or eight stories high, and its shape is extremely simple. There is a mythical beast squatting at each of the four corners of the palace.

The tiger that saved me at that time was squatting in the southwest corner of the palace.

It was lying there quietly, with its head raised high, roaring, but it didn't seem to be driven at this time, and looked like a sculpture.

"Xiao Fei said that these four divine beasts are all Mohist mechanical beasts, and they are created with the most core technology of Mohism. On weekdays, they are no different from ordinary sculptures, and they will only wake up when they are needed." Xiao Qi stood on my shoulder and said to me: "I have almost run all over this mechanical city during this time. Hey, let me tell you, this place is really amazing. Not only are there mechanical beasts, but also many mechanical people. I even saw flying vehicles, some of which are still in operation now."

Xiao Qi was like a little girl, standing on my shoulder and chattering non-stop, but I didn't say a word, just squinted my eyes, staring at a ball of death not far away.

At this moment, I was in the first floor hall of the palace. I lived in the back hall behind the hall. When I walked out of the back hall and came to the hall, I immediately saw a dark figure standing at the gate of the palace.

It was a figure shrouded in a thick death aura. I couldn't see his physical features, but only a pair of red eyes emitting a strange bloody light in the death aura.

"Are you the one calling me?" I didn't walk out of the hall, but stood about ten meters away from the hall door.

The death aura on this person was too thick, and there was a strange evil look in his red eyes, so I had to be cautious.

"Yes, my respected master." His hoarse voice shook the ghost energy around him.

"You said you have something to give me. What is it?" I stared at him closely and asked in a deep voice.

"It's a very important thing. I think in this world, besides me, only the master can use it." He sighed, and then continued: "My respected master, please come out of the palace. This palace is shrouded by the formation set up by the great master himself. Although the formation is very weak, I still can't enter in my current state."

"What is your current state? Are you... a human or a ghost?" I couldn't help asking.

The death aura on this person is too strong, so I guessed that he could never be a human.

And since he is not a human, what can he be?

Is it a ghost?

Or a zombie?

Or even a living corpse?

"My current state... is like a human but not a human, like a ghost but not a ghost!"

When he said this, his voice was full of loneliness and even a touch of sadness. .7

"Like a human but not a human, like a ghost but not a ghost?" I was stunned and thought to myself, damn, you really listen to your words as if you listen to them.

What's the difference between this and not saying anything!

"I have been guarding here for more than a thousand years. During these thousand years, my physical body has long disappeared. Only my three souls and seven spirits are left, and they are barely maintained without dissipating. However, since the master has come, the old slave should also return to dust and return to earth."

After hearing his words, my heart was immediately shocked.

His three souls and seven spirits have been maintained for more than a thousand years without dissipating?

How did he do this?

It is well known that once the three souls and seven spirits leave the body, it will not take long for them to completely dissipate.

The reason for this is that the three souls and seven spirits cannot withstand the cleansing of the Yin wind. If they are blown by the Yin wind for a long time, the three souls and seven spirits will not only slowly dissipate and become incomplete, but they will even lose their true nature and become wandering ghosts!

And this person's three souls and seven spirits have been maintained for more than a thousand years, and they have not lost their true nature?

The next moment, my heart suddenly jumped.

"Could it be that he has already lost his true nature, and therefore cannot enter this palace? And the reason why he said he had something to give me was to trick me out with this excuse, and then... devour my soul and take away my body?"

I almost took a step back subconsciously when I thought of this, and he obviously noticed the change in my expression, but he said nothing, just sighed, and then turned around and left.

"Just leaving like that?" I was shocked.

"Hey, he really has no ill intentions towards you, but his state is indeed very strange. It gives me the feeling that his three souls and seven spirits have long been scattered, but are forcibly mixed together by something." Xiao Qi suddenly spoke up and said, "He seems to be wearing a very strange piece of clothing. That piece of clothing seems to be a very powerful magic weapon. It should be the magic weapon that helped him condense his three souls and seven spirits."

"A magic weapon that can condense three souls and seven spirits? What level is it?" I was a little shocked.

I have never seen such a magic weapon, let alone heard of it.

"This man... claims to be my servant, but he is wearing a magic weapon that is comparable to a divine weapon. Could it be that he mistook me for a Mohist master?"

I frowned and hesitated for a while, but finally took a deep breath and walked out quickly.

When I walked out of the hall, the entire city of government suddenly came into my sight.

The first thing that caught my eye was the thick deathly aura, and under the shroud of the deathly aura, the bronze buildings were looming and appeared in front of my eyes from time to time.

All the buildings are extremely simple in shape, without any exaggerated shapes or deliberately depicted beauty, but just give people a feeling of... a very historical background, a very ancient and simple feeling.

Moreover, some bronze buildings have collapsed, and some have even decayed and turned black.

"Even if it is made of bronze, it can't resist the erosion of time!" Seeing this, I couldn't help but sigh.

"My respected master, you finally came out."

A hoarse voice suddenly sounded, and I turned my head to look, and then I found that this person didn't leave, but hid in the thick death.

He slowly walked out of the death and stood about five meters in front of me, and then under my astonished gaze, he actually knelt on one knee on the ground and whispered: "The old slave respectfully welcomes the master to return to the machine city!"

"You...really got the wrong person." I swallowed my saliva, slightly stepped aside, and avoided his kneeling.

"Haha, no, Master told me that you would come back sooner or later." He stood up slowly, and said in a somewhat lonely voice: "But I didn't expect that Master, you have been gone for more than a thousand years. In these thousand years, the energy of the Machinery City has been almost exhausted. Even the three souls and seven spirits of this old slave can only rely on my Mo family treasure to barely condense. Master, if you can't come back, then even if this old slave can still rely on this treasure to continue to survive, but this city...will also be completely dead."

I heard a puzzled look on my face: "This city...will die?"

"Yes." He nodded: "Back then, you built this city with your own hands, gave life to bronze, and awakened the true spirit. Now, more than a thousand years have passed, and the true spirit has reached the point where its fuel is exhausted, and even this city... is slowly dying!"