While it was during this holiday period, Felpoly decided to go to the Golden Tower Group on the Elician Plateau with his father's handwritten letter and the gold fingers he handed over to. It is said that this golden finger of his father could open the gate of any Golden Tower in the Feel tribe. In any case, Felpoly wanted to find Felco Bridge, worship his disciples, and learn powerful abilities.

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I heard that Felcon Bridge has a strange personality and rarely comes into contact with people. Although he has been stationed in the Jinta Group in Fel City for a long time, it is difficult for even the staff who are stationed in the inner realm of the Jinta to see his respect. He never socializes, hates meeting guests, and has never recruited disciples... So, to be honest, Felpola has no confidence. Just a letter from his father, will this master recognize this senior brother?

The famous Elician Plateau is about 2,000 kilometers away from the Fer Chief Mansion in the Antarctic of Mars. In the modern civilization era of Mars, the air navigation and command network was very advanced, and it can be reached by the navigation route in at most half an hour, which is quite convenient.

The anxious Felpolay set out early in the morning, and soon the aircraft quickly took him over the Illy Plateau.

From a bird's eye view from the aerial sky, the group of Liscikin Towers is very spectacular. Dozens of gold towers, large and small, are combined with several small gold towers more than ten meters high, scattered among the trees on the plateau.

Although the Elicia Plateau is not the highest on Mars, the climate here is not covered with snow in summer, and most of the year is cold. It is autumn now, and the plateau is covered with snow. The spire of the Golden Tower is like wearing a white hat, as if it is entering severe winter. Felpoly flew the aircraft towards the Elicia Tower, the highest landmark building in the plateau. The aircraft descended in a large square in front of the Golden Tower.

The rumbling sound of the aircraft alarmed the people in the golden tower. A martial artist, wrapped in white clothes, quickly ran to the front of the aircraft. When he saw Felpola coming down from the aircraft, he quickly bowed: "Dear comer, welcome your visit."

Before the other party could continue to say, Felpoly could not wait to ask, "Do you know where the master is? I came to meet the master Felconbridge."

The martial artist asked: "So, come, have you made an appointment in advance?"

Fairbolai replied: "No."

The martial artist said: "If there is no appointment, please invite the person to go back."

Of course, Felpoly would not be sent so easily. He took out the recommendation letter given by his father and said stubbornly: "I have a recommendation letter. If you give it to the Grandmaster, he will definitely come out to see me."

The martial artist looked unmoved and said, "Your recommendation letter may not work. People often come with recommendation letters, but the master usually won't see you. If you really don't want to leave, I can arrange accommodation for you. We are a fast treasure land, warm in winter and cool in summer, and flowers are all over the mountains in spring and autumn. I believe that visitors can find a different mood here. However, there are many forbidden areas in the Golden Tower Group, so please be careful not to cross the territory without authorization."

Felporai was a little angry when he listened to the martial artist's words: "I must see the master - do you know who I am?"

"We already know your identity from the signs on your aircraft and the aircraft identification signals you send us. Otherwise, the visitor's aircraft will not land in the safe area in front of the Golden Tower. However, according to regulations, no matter who it is, the master's view or not is unpredictable. In addition, the reminder of the Golden Tower restricted area is also for the safety of the visitors. If the visitor really wants to enter the inner realm of the Golden Tower to find out, you must first get a pass."

Felpoly frowned slightly and asked, "What pass?"

The martial artist replied: "It is the superficial meaning, the passage proof required to enter and exit the Golden Tower."

Felpola rubbed his brows, and saw that there was no room for negotiation, so he had to see the martial arts walker leave, then he set up a certain air shed beside his aircraft and stayed in for the time being.

That night, Felpola lay in the air shed. He was bored and thoughtful, but he could not understand it. He was the son of a dignified leader of the Fel tribe, and people warmly welcomed him everywhere. However, there is still a place in this Fel tribe's territory that he could not go?...
Chapter completed!