"Uncle Liu, don't you know if you have any understanding of the fire of civilization?"

"The fire of civilization?"

Liu Yuande was slightly stunned, but he didn't expect to hear this from Zhang Ziling's mouth.

"It is probably not easy for the Holy Son to obtain the fire of civilization."

"It seems that the Holy Son wants to temper the weapon."

Liu Yuande said in a deep voice: "In the sect, ordinary disciples who want to temper the tools often rely on their elders to polish the material into a rough embryo, and then slowly nourish the rough embryo, and they will always succeed in the end."

Zhang Ziling frowned, "I'm afraid this is not suitable."

"The elders polish the rough embryo, and there is a strange aura in it. In the subsequent period, it may take a long time to expel the strange aura."

"No, but there are special spiritual waters in this world, such as the Three Lights Divine Water. You can clean the instruments and wipe off the strange air in them. This will not cause any hidden dangers."

"Uncle Liu, is there such special spiritual water in our sect?"

"Of course there is this. For example, the Three Lights Divine Water comes from Tongtian River. Our sect also has collections. It is not difficult to obtain the Three Lights Divine Water from the sect secret warehouse with the status of the Holy Son."

"But, the Holy Son needs to find a trusted senior to temper the weapon."

Zhang Ziling was speechless, "This obviously doesn't work."

Zhang Ziling didn't know any senior masters. However, if Zhang Ziling himself controlled the Emperor Dao Fruit, his strength would be so strong that it would not be difficult to polish the tool.

But the power of an emperor is immersed in the instrument. Even if there are three lights of divine waters, it is impossible to erase the strange energy in it.

After all, even if the Three Lights Divine Water is great, it depends on who the source of the strange aura is.

In addition, Zhang Ziling could not find anyone she could trust. After all, the materials used to hone the tools in Zhang Ziling's hands are very rare.

This material that can be used to create imperial soldiers is of immeasurable value.

"If you don't follow this path, there will be divine fire in that sect, which is collected from the center of the earth, and has unpredictable power, and can also be used to temper weapons."

"This kind of divine fire is too terrible. If it is stained with a trace, it may burn all the divine souls, right?" Zhang Ziling frowned slightly. If the divine fire is so easy to control, then Zhang Ziling would not have to be so distressed.

In fact, in the previous life, Zhang Ziling knew the location of some divine fire, which was just an accident.

Unfortunately, there is no news about the fire of fortune or the fire of civilization, which makes Zhang Ziling a little blind.

"The divine fire in the sect has been specially treated. It is guided by a certain formation. When you are in the formation, you don't have to worry about the divine fire being contaminated. If you temper the weapon, just follow the steps."

Zhang Ziling was a little surprised, "Can this be possible?"

In his previous life, Zhang Ziling was a casual cultivator at the beginning. He did not have such conditions. When his subsequent strength increased, he would not have such demand at all. Naturally, he would not have thought of these.

“This is nature.”

Liu Yuande smiled and said, "Otherwise, how should the disciples in the sect temper their weapons?"

"I can't say that this weapon has to be tempered until its strength has improved, right?"

"It's simple to use the sect's divine fire to temper the weapon."

"The iron-slayers in Bingfeng have thumping every day, and there is a divine fire there."

Zhang Ziling's heart was slightly moved, but after a second thought, he said again: "Is there no news about the fire of civilization?"

"If you want to get the fire of civilization, it is difficult to say it is difficult, and it is easy to say it is easy to say it. Walking into the vast county of the world and collecting the lights of thousands of families. These lights of thousands of families must be representative. All the peddlers and nobles are indispensable. In the end, the lights of thousands of families gather into one. This is both the flame of hope and the fire of civilization."

"But in the process, I spent all my hard work and hard work. Is the Holy Son sure he wants to find the fire of civilization? This needs to be done by himself, and others cannot do it for him."

Zhang Ziling was stunned, "The fire of civilization actually needs to be collected in this way."

"Yes, and there are still many restrictions in this. I don't know much about this. If the Holy Son is interested, you can go to the sect's Sutra Collection Pavilion."

Zhang Ziling smiled bitterly, "Forget it, it's so troublesome, it's almost impossible to do it."

The most important thing is that Zhang Ziling cannot spend too much time on this.

"If there is a divine fire from the sect, then rely on the divine fire from the sect."

Liu Yuande chuckled, "But the Holy Son went to Bingfeng to find the divine fire to temper the weapon. I'm afraid this process is a lot of trouble."

"After all, many people are dissatisfied with the status of the Holy Son."

"Those who have made no contribution to the sect are not people who are indifferent to fame and fortune. If the Holy Son passes, someone may be provoked."

Zhang Ziling looked faint, but he had no worries about it.

"Thank you for the reminder of Mr. Liu."

Next, Zhang Ziling didn't say much to Liu Yuande, but Zhang Ziling was not in a hurry to go to the Bing Peak.

Obviously, Zhang Ziling still needs to wait for someone above this Shu Peak.

If Zhang Ziling wants Zhang Ziling to get into the game, Zhang Ziling will not agree not to give Zhang Ziling enough benefits.

It is impossible for the person behind it to force the arrangement.

Zhang Ziling has the ability to overturn the chessboard, so Zhang Ziling does not need to compromise at all.

Moreover, this Taiyi School has nothing worth Zhang Ziling’s compromise.

Zhang Ziling saw clearly the problem of Taiyi Sect. Although on the surface, Taiyi Sect has the luck of suppressing the imperial army and is well-known throughout the East Continent, its inner self has long been empty.

This does not mean that the foundation of Taiyi Sect is gone, and there is a lack of centripetal force. In the continuous internal friction, the nine main peaks of Taiyi Sect are obviously in harmony with each other's appearance.

However, even if you want to separate the family, it is not an easy task.

When the night is overwhelming, the sky is covered with sparse stars, and little starlight is falling.

"The Holy Son has such a big temper, he insists that I come here in person."

Zhang Ziling looked indifferent, and he was not surprised by the appearance of this voice.

"Since the elder is here, why don't he show up? Could it be that he looks down on me?"

There was a hint of sneer on the corner of Zhang Ziling's mouth, "I've come here, why are you still reserved? Or do you think the imperial weapon in my hand is not sharp enough?"

Zhang Ziling held the Bodhi branch in his hand, and saw a trace of green light flowing out from the Bodhi branch, as if it turned into a piece of blue mist.

The person in the dark was silent. In fact, he had some enlightenment in his heart when he chose to come over. However, the holy son in front of him only had the cultivation level of the Divine Bridge Realm, and his strength was vastly different. It was really a humiliating thing to bow to such a low-level monk.

But there is no way. To get to this point, it doesn’t mean that if you want to go back on your word and are too lazy to play such a chess game, you can withdraw without paying any price.

There is no other choice to advance or retreat.

But this chess piece now has the confidence to overturn the chessboard.
Chapter completed!