Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 148 Meeting
Zhou Leng and Zhang Xinglie climbed the stairs slowly.

The two of them are guests and don't intend to take over the show.

It's impossible to get on the platform anyway.

The first dwarf rushed to the edge of the platform, turned sideways, and rammed the golden shield on the platform with his shoulder.

bang...

The man was bounced back and fell on the steps, rolling several times before he stopped, cursing and making everyone laugh.

The rest of the dwarves came forward one after another, some attacked with all their might, some just reached out to touch, and retreated when they couldn't get in.

Others took out various offerings to worship in front of the platform, but failed.

Some of them first performed a war dance, which prompted the dwarves to sing along, but they still failed.

The first eighteen dwarves all failed.

"You go first." Zhou Leng said.

Zhang Xinglie was not polite either. He walked forward, gathered all his internal energy, pressed his hands on the golden shield, and pushed with all his strength.

The golden shield was like a mountain, standing proudly and motionless.

Zhang Xinglie shook his head and walked down slowly.

Everyone sighed.

Dwarves can't do it, and humans are even less likely to do it.

Even Zhang Xinglie, the strongest of the human race, can’t do it, and Zhou Leng, who looks a little weaker, can’t do it either.

Some dwarves began to walk down, preparing to leave.

Most people just watched out of boredom.

Zhou Leng had no interest in colliding with it. He raised his hand, ready to touch the golden shield before turning around, not even bothering to try his luck.

At the moment when his right hand touched the golden shield, the entire ancient king's palace suddenly lit up and burst into light.

Everyone squinted their eyes instinctively, and all they saw was white and they couldn't see anything clearly.

At the same time, a white light flew out from Zhou Leng's magic bag.

As the light flashed, everyone could see the ancient king's palace in front of them again.

The golden shield disappeared.

Everyone stared at Zhou Leng and Gao Tai in a daze, and Zhou Leng was also in a daze.

The holy remains in the furnace of the mountains emitted a faint golden light, and the surging aura of the Martial Saint overwhelmed the entire palace.

"Grandfather!"

Many dwarves shouted and knelt down.

When humans saw this scene, some half-knelt, some stood, and some just bowed their heads in greeting.

Two white, transparent human-shaped shadows appeared in front of the holy remains.

A tall, long-haired female orc and a short but strong male dwarf.

The female orc bent down and held the male dwarf in front of her.

The male dwarf stretched out his hands and held the female orc's face.

"I've come to see you." The female orc showed a bright smile on her face.

"I've always missed you." The male dwarf smiled and looked at his former lover.

"Let's go, nothing matters."

"Let's go..."

Eight hundred years later, the two embraced each other.

The two white figures merged into one, turned into points of light, and dissipated between heaven and earth.

The dwarves stared at the scene in a daze.

The palace was silent.

Uninformed humans don't understand why.

The dwarves grew up listening to the gossip about the Mountain Furnace and the Flower of the High Earth, and even called them grandpa and grandmother.

When they witnessed with their own eyes the ending of the legend that had been passed down for eight hundred years, they were shocked.

Some female dwarves gently wiped their eyes, and some male dwarves also had a gleam of relief in their eyes.

"very nice."

"Yeah, that's great."

"This human opened the treasure of my grandfather, so he can be considered the inheritor of my grandfather."

"Zhou Leng, go get the golden treasure box, don't touch anything else!" Rong Hammer reminded loudly.

"Yes, Zhou Leng, come here!"

"Go ahead!"

The dwarves were extremely eager to open the golden box themselves, but they restrained their impulse and willingly let Zhou Leng take it.

Zhou Leng nodded slightly to the dwarf below, climbed onto the platform, and picked up the golden treasure box with both hands.

All the dwarves cheered loudly, some laughed, some shouted, and some sang loudly the ballad about the Forge of the Mountains.

Molten Hammer said: "Open it and see if what the grandfather left behind is the Eye of the Ancient God."

Everyone looked at the golden box with anticipation.

Zhou Leng reached out and opened it.

In the treasure box, the light of the ancient god's eye burst out.

Endless blood-red light instantly filled the entire underground palace.

The blood light divided into countless light spots and merged into the bodies of everyone present.

Zhou Leng was closest to the Eye of the Ancient God and absorbed the most of the Ancient God's light.

However, it was far less than what was absorbed last time.

Zhou Leng felt numb and itchy all over, so he sat down to meditate and absorb the power.

The rest of the people did the same, either standing or sitting, closing their eyes and absorbing the power.

This time, Zhou Leng did not feel the sensation of flying out of the starry sky and seeing a huge cosmic body.

It's just purely absorbing power.

The overall evolution speed of the body increases again.

After more than ten minutes, everyone opened their eyes one after another.

Everyone looked happy, but they tried not to speak for fear of disturbing others.

Slowly, everyone opened their eyes.

Inside the treasure box, there is a red olive-shaped crystal with layers of black wavy patterns surrounding it.

"Inside that should be the Eye of the Ancient God."

"The light just now was a blessing from the ancient gods. We are so lucky." "Yes, with our identities, we will never be blessed by the ancient gods until we die."

Zhou Leng closed the lid, picked up the golden treasure box, and said to the dwarf below: "Inside this should be the Eye of the Ancient God, a treasure of the dwarves. According to the rules, you should either leave it here or take it out and hand it over to the Mountain Furnace Tribe. Do you want to take it out?"

"I think it's good to stay here."

"Yeah, it's ok to let the old grandfather watch over it."

"Let's take it back and use it against the orcs."

"In a few years, the Ten World War will break out. It's better to take them back."

"There are descendants of the Mountain Furnace here, right? You have the final say."

Finally, the dwarves reached a consensus after consultation.

"Zhou Leng, bring him down and hand him over to the Mountain Furnace Tribe." Rongchui said.

"Okay." Zhou Leng walked down the platform holding the golden treasure box in both hands.

The moment he left the platform, the golden shield appeared again.

Everyone looked at Zhou Leng who was walking down slowly and sighed.

Who could have thought that the treasure that the dwarves had been unable to obtain for eight hundred years would be obtained by an alien human.

I didn't expect that the moment the Ancient God's Eye opened, I would be blessed by the Ancient God.

It’s all thanks to Zhou Leng.

The people in Lou Feiqiong's team looked at each other with complicated expressions.

Lou Feiqiong smiled and said, "You see, without him, we would not have been able to receive the blessing of the ancient gods. With the blessing of the ancient gods, everyone present will at least gain innate qualifications."

"I really didn't expect that..." Zhao Le and others sighed softly.

Several people from the Lou family looked at each other and lowered their heads.

Some of the people in the Trump tycoon's team didn't care at all, while others were filled with emotion.

“I didn’t expect to get such great help from the Dragon people.”

"From what the dwarves said, this blessing from the ancient gods is probably extraordinary."

"Tsk..."

At this time, the dwarves took out the wine from the magic bag and everyone drank happily.

Rongchui was also enjoying his drink, so he loudly recounted Zhou Leng's deeds in the Tianjie battlefield, praising Zhou Leng for his fierceness. Some of the things he said were so exaggerated that Zhou Leng even shook his head.

The dwarves had preconceived ideas and had no doubts, and they all toasted Zhou Leng.

They all regarded Zhou Leng as the inheritor of the Mountain Furnace.

When Zhou Leng saw that Rongchui was drunk, he covered his mouth with his hand and told him to talk less.

When everyone was halfway through celebrating, the earth shook.

"Grandfather's treasure is about to be closed..."

"Go back soon."

Molten Hammer yelled under the influence of alcohol: "After we leave, no one is allowed to move! Total martial law! The orcs must not be informed of today's news!"

"Yeah!"

"Anyone who dares to reveal even a single word will be killed!"

"kill!"

A white light flashed, and everyone fell to the ground. Some dwarves felt their stomachs churning and vomited loudly.

At the foot of Old Grandfather Mountain, hundreds of dwarf soldiers were scattered everywhere.
Many innate dwarves were preparing to welcome the trialists from their respective tribes. They frowned when they saw this scene.

The dwarves in other places were in groups of three or five and looked normal.

The more than 300 dwarves near Zhou Leng seemed to be conspicuous. They were all drunk and some even vomited in public.

The innate dwarves were furious.

Some grumpy dwarves hurried forward, cursing as they walked: "You little orcs dared to get drunk in my grandfather's treasure. Guards, what are you doing standing there? Arrest them all and beat each of them with a hundred military sticks. Beat them to death!"

"Catch them, and beat them to death!"

The innate dwarves were angry, and the soldiers had no choice but to go ahead.

Rongchui put his hands on his waist and shouted, "Everyone stop, we have an urgent military report! Immediately carry out a large-scale quarantine. Anyone who dares to delay will be punished by military law!"

"Uncle, quarantine them immediately! It will be too late if we don't do it now!" shouted a dwarf from the Mountain Furnace Tribe with a red face.

The innate dwarves rushed up to them, and several dwarves who participated in the trial whispered a few words to them.

The innate dwarves' faces changed drastically and they all looked at Zhou Leng.

“Total martial law!”

A congenital dwarf took out a roll of witchcraft leather, infused it with angry blood, and threw it out fiercely.

The witch skin soared into the sky and turned into a brilliant firework, hanging high in the bright sky, lasting for a long time.

Soon, the earth shook from far to near, making a roar like an earthquake.

There are directions in all aspects.

Then, in the distance, a cloud of dust rose up like high walls.

At the front of the dust, old dwarves took dozens of meters at a time, crushing the ground and galloping with the wind.

They were like human fighter jets, exceeding the speed of sound and roaring non-stop.

A flash of light appeared not far away, and a large group of dwarves were teleported out from the magic array, wearing sharp weapons and bright armor.

The aura of several of the dwarves was similar to that of the dwarves running from afar, and the air around them was vibrating, as if they were a whole of their own.

Several Grandmaster Dwarves have arrived.

Zhou Leng and others knew what was going on, but the rest of the dwarves or humans who had not reached the ancient king's palace were all stunned and frightened beyond words.

Molten Hammer was drunk and smiled, "If the masters hadn't gone to fight for the mysterious treasure, there would be more people coming. This is my grandfather's treasure."

"I've also heard that all the masters of the ten realms are fighting for it, and even the martial saints have taken action. What exactly is it?"

"I'm not sure. Currently, they are all referred to as Grandmaster's treasures. Anyway, they are extremely precious."

Not long after, the Grand Master Dwarf learned about the situation and immediately made arrangements to protect Zhou Leng and several hundred other people completely independently and drove away the others.

The Grand Master, the Innate and the Dwarf Guards escorted everyone to the nearest city, the Furnace of Flame.

Afterwards, the Mountain Forge Tribe convened all the major dwarf tribes to discuss important matters.

After Zhou Leng handed over the golden treasure box and the Eye of the Ancient God of the dwarves, he had nothing to do with himself and lived in the palace of the Mountain Furnace Tribe with Zhang Xinglie and the other dwarves.

Everybody got together, ate, drank, wrestled and had a great time.

After playing for a whole day, we still haven't received any news about leaving, so no one is in a hurry.

The next morning, most people got up early and went to the palace's training ground to strengthen their bodies.

Zhou Leng and Zhang Xinglie were among them.

After breakfast, Tu Rong accompanied Mark and team leader Jax to Zhou Leng's residence.

(End of this chapter)