After I became an immortal in Uchimaki, I went from being a loser to becoming a group favorite.

Chapter 126 The Bloodline of the Nangong Family

Wei Zhiming stood in the Nangong family's mechanical tower, looking at the mural in front of him, a little stunned.

"This is……"

"This is indeed the top of the tower." Nangong Xun in his body didn't wait for him to finish, and then continued, "When your great-grandfather told me about this place, he looked around. In fact, the old man already knew where this door was. It just reminded me in a subtle way, so I could see the mystery of these pictures at a glance."

Years later, the sixth young master of the Nangong family, who once showed off in front of his younger brother, came here again. It seemed that he had long lost the ability to show off, and instead chose to tell the truth about that year.

But Wei Zhiming frowned, "I won't call him great-grandfather. Don't confuse me with the Nangong family."

"Also." Wei Zhiming withdrew his gaze and used the night pearl to illuminate the road ahead, "If you insist on controlling me when I come in, you can also control the rest of the road."

He didn't want to bother saving some unimportant people.

Just an hour ago, they had just had a dispute, and the result of the dispute was that Nangong Xun gave up persuasion and chose to control his body.

At that time, Yuan Yulang had just received the news from the viewing mirror that Tang Ling and the others were somehow trapped in the machine city, and braved the rain and rushed into the hall for the weapon refining competition with a panic look on his face.

Yuan Yulang was proud of himself. He had never seen him show such an expression, as if his parents were dead.

At that time, out of curiosity, he stepped forward to inquire, only to learn that it was Fu Qingcheng who used the viewing mirror to inform Yuan Yulang.

Although Yuan Yulang was panicked, his expressive ability was pretty good and he could explain what happened in a few sentences.

In the viewing mirror, Fu Qingcheng expressed the matter clearly and concisely in a few words.

Yesterday, these people were admiring the rain scene on the white boat beside the Bilian Pond of Nangong's family, but they were caught by a mechanical hand that suddenly rushed out of the lake and were taken into the underground machine city. After encountering the mirage and solving the mechanical snake body and human face beast, they , followed by a stream of water into a seemingly endless corridor.

Saw a door.

Tang Ling fell into the water after being inexplicably unconscious. Fortunately, he was rescued by Lin Ping, but he has been unconscious since then. He was also hit by several arrows. Although he did not bleed much, his breath was extremely weak.

At this moment, the viewing mirror on Fu Qingcheng's body reacted, and the viewing mirror connected to Yuan Yulang's viewing mirror.

Fu Qingcheng began to ask for help.

"The viewing mirror stopped responding after entering the machine city, but they suddenly contacted me here. Maybe it's because their place is very close to the world outside the machine city."

At that time, Yuan Yulang became excited again and looked at Wei Zhiming, "I have asked some elders and the organizers of the competition for help. You...don't you know the mechanism technique? Do you know what happened to the Nangong family's mechanism city? Is there a way? Just think about it, we can't wait any longer, the only person there who knows the Dan Sect magic is Tang Ling, but the rookie was the most seriously injured and will bleed to death sooner or later!"

If he hadn't known that Yuan Yulang was panicking because of Tang Ling at this time, Wei Zhiming's suspicious temper would have suspected that he knew about his relationship with the Nangong family, so he came to ask for help.

But choosing to help meant giving up the game and the opportunity he had been waiting for for many years.

Wei Zhiming almost did not hesitate, "I have no responsibility to save them, I still want to compete."

With that said, he instructed Nangong Xun to use his hands to break Yuan Yulang's hands apart one by one.

Yuan Yulang's expression at that time was one of disbelief.

"We protected you all the way! Now you are saying such things!"

His tone was exciting, and his voice was so loud that it quickly attracted the monks around him.

"Without you, I can still make it through the Lingxian Sect."

Wei Zhiming didn't care at all about the strange looks from the people around him.

That's right, he took every step from the moment he decided to leave the closed village by himself.

He also doesn't believe that there is anyone in this world who can truly protect him.

Yuan Yulang seemed to know that there was no time to argue with him, but looked at him in disbelief, "You are so scary."

After saying that, he left the place without looking back.

"Is that the beautiful little girl? Let's ask the one who listens to the story."

Nangong Xun said.

Wei Zhiming felt inexplicably irritable. After his father's death, his mood fluctuated slightly for the first time.

"That's what you want to invite." He said impatiently.

At this time, he remembered what Duo Mo had said to him in the Lingxian Sect. "You are still young, and you may not understand that if you are the only one who survives in a battle, it will not be a good feeling."

Because of this stupid thought, Duo Mo broke the promise that he would accept him as a disciple if he passed the competition among new disciples. Because of this stupid thought, Yuan Yulang asked him to give up the competition that would determine his own training destiny.

Why?
  He smiled.

My father has lived such a useless life for others, why does he still do this?

"You can obviously refuse in a gentler way, such as saying, 'I don't know, let the elders find a way,' and then say a few words of comfort. That kid doesn't know your identity, so he won't react like this at all. On the contrary, I might be able to appease you and have a good competition."

Nangong Xun sighed and said in a tone that seemed to expose him, "But you didn't, you just wanted to be scolded!"

"Are you stupid, or did you do it on purpose?" After Nangong Xun asked, Wei Zhiming did not respond for a long time.

Maybe he doesn't know the answer himself.

"I like that beautiful little girl very much." Nangong Xun made the decision for him without permission, "It just so happens that I am a rare genius weapon refiner in the Nangong family. I went to the Gig City when I was eight or nine years old. If you don't save her after it passes, won't you lose a chance for a hero to save the beauty?"

After saying that, he ignored Wei Zhiming's resistance and controlled his body to walk into the rain outside the competition hall.

"We are about to arrive at the Government City. The place was banned by the emperor's wizards thousands of years ago. The undead souls of the Nangong family cannot easily enter."

Nangong Xun's voice interrupted Wei Zhiming's memories.

Wei Zhiming suddenly had an idea and began to doubt, "You possessed me in the first place just to come here, right?"

Nangong Xun was silent for a moment, "Yes, at first I just wanted to find you because someone promised to help me bring the descendants of the Nangong family to me."

"But later, the death of Mr. Storyteller made me realize that your arrival not only attracted me, but also attracted another spirit."

Nangong Xun paused for a while and then said, "My seventh brother—Nangong Ling."

"Is that the seventh brother who came to this machine tower with you?" Wei Zhiming asked.

During the process of coming here, he heard the story of Nangong Xun and Nangong Ling breaking into the tower.

"That's right." Nangong Xun sighed.

"You haven't finished talking just now. What happened after you discovered the mystery of the murals and opened the secret passage to the machine city." Wei Zhiming said.

"It's important to save people," Nangong Xun said, "First, smear your blood on the white baby, and then we'll go into the city to save people."

"Nangong Ling was right what he said back then. The blood of the Nangong family must be smeared here. But now you are the only one in the world who can open this secret passage. I think this is also the reason why Nangong Ling wants to find you - —It’s just that I cut off my beard and covered up your aura, so he dragged those children who had some aura of yours into this organ city in order to lure you out.”

"Then he killed the storyteller in order to possess him, cover up his aura as the spirit of the Nangong family, and go down to the agency city?" Wei Zhiming gradually understood the direction of the matter, "What exactly is in this agency city? "

"You'll know after you put the blood on it."

In fact, at this point, Nangong Xun could no longer control his body because of fear.

Wei Zhiming could have chosen not to go in.

But I have to say that Nangong Xun’s story attracted him.

And there is a voice in the bottom of my heart telling myself: Apply blood to see if you are from the Nangong family. What if you are not?
  Doesn't he have to carry so much like his father?
  Don't we have to be harassed by these people - Nangong Xun and Nangong Ling?

Wei Zhiming took out a bright silver dagger from his arms and slashed it on his palm.

A blood line quickly appeared on the palm of the hand, and then bright red blood flowed from the blood line, immediately covering the palm.

Wei Zhiming printed his bloody palm on the white swaddling clothes in the last picture.

He held his breath and waited.

There was a sudden roar in his ears, and the wall in front of him began to slowly move upward, and what replaced it was a wall, a completely transparent wall.

Wei Zhiming stood blankly in front of the transparent wall, looking at the magnificent city composed of palaces, pavilions, and government workshops inside. The last glimmer of hope in his heart was finally completely extinguished.

The blood of the Nangong family was indeed flowing in his body.

(End of this chapter)