Zimo's contribution in this battle, not to mention Qishan, even if it is ten, cannot be overstated.
Some things cannot be repaid easily."
After hearing what Lord Nu said, Shi Jian nodded in agreement.
Just like Xu Zimo saving the Stone Clan, this debt cannot be repaid with just one or two things.
"What Qishan are you talking about?" Xu Zimo asked doubtfully.
"Why do I feel so confused?"
"Qishan is a very famous building in our Tiandao College," Shi Jian quickly explained.
"It is said that a long time ago, one of the ten ancestors of our academy, the Artifact Saint, once refined the supreme artifact here.
The patterns of the artifact are carved on this land.
From then on, whenever there is a weapon refiner in the academy, he will choose this place and regard it as a holy place.
And if there are artifacts without owners, they will all be buried in this mountain."
"But what does this have to do with refining weapons?" Xu Zimo asked.
"Listen to me, in that mountainous area, over time, there are more and more artifacts and more and more incarnated weapon refiners.
Over time, a clean air has evolved."
"Yes, this impure air can increase the success rate of weapon refining by at least 30%,"
Venerable Nu spoke from the side and said: "And if a heavenly calamity comes, this unsullied aura can also reduce the power of the heavenly calamity."
"I've never heard of this before, it's interesting," Xu Zimo said with a smile.
"It's just that although the Wushou Qi is powerful, Qishan was once the place where countless seniors sat and died.
Therefore, the academy does not allow others to refine weapons here so as not to disturb the seniors," Shi Jian explained.
"But this time the situation is special, I think the dean will agree."
"Then let's go," Xu Zimo nodded.
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Now Tiandao Academy has just experienced a war.
Not only do we have to deal with foreign enemies, those ancestors of the Imperial Immortal Sect who died in the battle, but we also have to reorganize the academy.
There are still many ruins that have collapsed and need to be rebuilt.
As the dean, the woman in the white dress is naturally the busiest.
When Xu Zimo and others approached her, she thought for a moment and agreed.
"Go ahead and, if possible, don't disturb the peace there."
Several people left the inner courtyard of the college and walked straight to the south.
Lord Nu knows the way, so he walks at the front to lead the way.
As we walk south, the buildings in front of everyone gradually disappear.
The pavilions and pavilions turned into a jungle.
There are overgrown weeds all around, and some grasses are even taller than a few people, giving it a desolate feel.
Because this place is close to Qishan and there are few people coming and going, so after the battle of Tiandao Academy, this place is the most intact place.
"Look there," Lord Nu raised his hand and pointed forward and said.
"That's Qishan."
Xu Zimo looked away and saw a very tall mountain peak at the end of his sight.
Not to mention towering into the clouds, but still very majestic.
The shape of the whole mountain looks like a sword, a knife, a stick, a spear...
If you look at it from different angles, you will see different artistic conceptions.
But what is unique is the momentum of this mountain.
It seems to condense the artistic conception of Wan Bing.
Just like the Ten Thousand Weapons Body that Xu Zimo met before, it condensed the meaning of all weapons into one.
But that is a unique fighting body.
To put it bluntly, this utensil mountain is just a place to hide utensils.
Xu Zimo sometimes had to sigh with emotion at the miraculous craftsmanship in this world.
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As the group got closer and closer to Qishan, they could already clearly see the mountain.
Those broken swords, spears and various weapons stuck in the mountains.
Some were half buried, and the remaining half was exposed to rain and sun, and even changed color.
There are also many weapons buried in this mountain.
The moment the three of them climbed onto the mountain, they felt like thorns piercing their backs.
It was as if he was being targeted by something very terrifying.
From the soul to the body, it gives people an uncomfortable feeling.
"It's okay, don't be hostile, let's just go to the top of the mountain," Lord Nu reminded.
The three of them climbed along the mountain path towards the top of the mountain.
"Drunken Rain Sword, the sword is three feet long,
It was the sword used by the Drunken Rain Swordsman back then. The sword was shaken by wind and thunder, and the drunken wine was flowing to the end of the world.
Later, the Drunken Rain Swordsman sat here and the sword was unsheathed again."
Along the way, looking at some famous weapons appearing next to them, Lord Nu would introduce some to the two of them.
"Sunday Spear,
The famous weapon of the Yaori Ancestor back then was the Yaori Spear. Wherever in the world can we lose our close friends?"
"Prisoner Dragon Rope,
It can leap over the stars, descend into the sea of dragons, and bring out ghosts and sorrows. In those days, the weapons master Wanderer became the most proud thing."
Then Lord Nu's voice filled the mountainside, and only then could the two of them restart this story, which had long been dusty or even forgotten.
There are many strong people in this world, but most of them have been forgotten by people.
Because what the world remembers forever are those who stand at the top.
If other people do not appear, they will slowly be forgotten by the world and the world.
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Half an hour later, the three of them arrived at the top of the mountain without any danger.
The location of this mountain is at the south corner. Standing on the top of the mountain, you can see just a quarter of the area of Tiandao Academy.
Everyone has different looks.
"Just stay here," Lord Nu ordered.
"Dragon Protector Zimo and I are here to refine it. We must succeed."
Shi Jian nodded vigorously.
For a weapon refiner, if they can really refine a divine weapon, it would be an honor for them.
When Xu Zimo took out the Supreme Hammer and the Nine-Bend Divine Fire, the surrounding void began to change.
Xu Zimo then took out the True God Sword.
Five fragments, and the sword soul.
"What a sword," Shi Jian praised.
"The material of this sword is rare in the world. I have made swords for so many years, but I have never made a sword that can compare with this one.
No, let alone thinking of comparing them, they are not even qualified to compare."
Shi Jian put the sword in his hand, as if looking at a flawless piece of jade, his eyes seemed to be shining.
"This sword has actually been forged a long time ago, but now it is broken and needs to be recast."
Xu Zimo said.
"Nothing needs to be changed, just cast it in its original form."
"Don't worry," Shi Jian nodded vigorously.
"This sword will definitely become famous all over the world.
And unique.”
Xu Zimo smiled and said nothing.
He doesn't care at all whether the True Divine Sword can become famous all over the world. He wants the True Divine Sword to open up the ancient heaven.
Use it as a key.
Then it will be destroyed and used to recast Ba Ying.
Baying is true love.
Shi Jian sat cross-legged and was not busy casting.
Instead, close your eyes and rest your mind, so that your state, energy and spirit can be at their best.