"At the junction of the dark camp and the neutral camp, two figures appeared.
Only one of them said, "President King, I told Feng Sang Luohen about the situation of your magic weapon, and he also promised to help you repair the magic weapon. However, it is impossible for you to directly enter Fengyu City."
"Why?"
Hearing this, Li Tian suddenly felt funny, "President King's memory is really bad. Not long ago, you led the guild members to attack Fengyu City. Now Tianlian will hate you to the bone. Fortunately, Feng Sang Luohen did not
He does not hold grudges, but the foundry is the first priority in his heart."
The red-haired warrior asked, "Where do you plan to meet?"
"Bowang Mountains"
…
Going along the main road to the east of Fengyu City, you will reach the Bowang Mountains.
Fengyu City, which has experienced the baptism of war, appears stronger than before. NPC guards and members of the Tianlian Society can be seen everywhere on the East Avenue.
They had suffered a loss, so they not only had to pay attention to the movements of the light camp but also the neutral camp.
Therefore, there are several members of the Tianlian Society guarding the main entrance to the Bowang Mountains.
"Li Tian, how do we get in?"
"Let me think about it." Li Tian pondered for a moment, and suddenly remembered that he bought a silver mask on the black market in the royal capital of Romo City, which can hide the player's information and appearance.
After thinking this, Li Tian searched for a moment in his backpack before taking out the silver mask and said, "President King, put this on."
"What's this?"
"President King, I spent a lot of money to buy this silver mask. It can hide player information."
After Wang Zhifeng put on the mask, he only felt a chill all over his body. He didn't seem to believe in the effectiveness of the mask. He tentatively threw a sensor at himself, and the message that came back was displayed.
A series of data such as player nickname, camp, occupation, level, etc. all show "Unknown".
"It's really magical. Li Tian, do you have any extra? Sell me one."
"No"
As soon as Li Tiang finished speaking, he was stopped by members of the Tianlian Society who were patrolling ahead. One of them shouted softly, "Stop, the front is a forbidden area. If you want to enter here, you must first identify yourself."
"Forbidden area? When did the Bowang Mountains become a forbidden area?" Li Tian asked doubtfully.
The man sneered, "You really don't know or you pretend you don't know. After the invasion by the neutral camp, the Bowang Mountains have now been listed as a forbidden area by our Tianlian Society. As early as three days ago, the president posted a message in the forum.
"
The other person next to the man obviously recognized Li Tian's identity and pulled his companion a few times, "Brother Liu, he is... Ice Emperor Li Tian."
"Ice Emperor Li Tian, is that you?" Brother Liu couldn't help but be startled. After observing Li Tian carefully, he was suddenly startled, remembering the sneer just now, and secretly regretted it.
Ice Emperor Li Tian has a close friendship with the Tianlian Society, and once saved the life of the president, Mo Wei.
Brother Liu's attitude suddenly changed and he said apologetically, "Your Excellency Ice Emperor, I'm sorry."
Li Tian didn't care too much about ordinary players. After saying goodbye to several patrolling Tianlian Society members, he successfully entered the Bowang Mountains.
According to the agreed location, the two people soon arrived at a valley, while Feng Sang Luohen leaned against the tree and quietly looked at the water in front of him.
When he came back to his senses, he smiled slightly and said, "President King, Your Excellency Ice Emperor, you came very quickly."
"When I sent you the message, the two of us had already arrived at the Bowang Mountains," Li Tian said.
Wang Zhefeng looked at Feng Sang's fallen mark and had a good impression on him. His confidence in the repair of the magic weapon increased a bit, "Hello."
"Hello." Feng Sang Luohen nodded with a smile.
After the three of them were polite for a while, they returned to the topic. Feng Sang Luohen asked, "President King, please bring out the prepared materials and magic weapons."
After taking out the things, King Zhifeng suddenly said, "Master Feng Sang, how sure are you that you can repair the magic weapon?"
"Actually, repairing the divine weapon is almost the same as forging the divine weapon," Feng Sang Luohen explained. "It's said to be repairing, but in fact it's just recasting the divine weapon."
As he spoke, Feng Sang Luohen held the Divine Weapon Warhammer in his hand. After taking out a series of forging items from his backpack, he put the Divine Weapon Warhammer into the furnace.
As the materials continue to be added, green and gray gas rises above the stove.
The gas is not very high, but the sound is not quiet, and it flows very fast, like a shrunken tornado.
Although this was Feng Sang Luohen's first time repairing the magic weapon, he had experience in forging magic weapons and knew that these green and gray gases would never stop there. Sure enough, when he struck the magic weapon with his hammer,
, the sound of the wind became louder again, and the green and gray gas immediately jumped upward again!
The magic weapon itself is like dried blood, giving people a sense of violence, and seems to have regained a little spirituality. It may jump up and bite people at any time.
There was a flash of light in Feng Sang's falling mark, and the hammer struck the magic weapon faster and faster.
"roar!"
A low roar suddenly came from the magic weapon's war hammer. Because the sound was too low and too far away, it was hard to tell whether the sound was the sound of a distant beast or the sound of a war hammer.
But Li Tian could clearly see a blood-red billowing air flying out from the magic hammer!
When he saw the blood-red aura, Li Tian had the illusion that there was a person with an extremely violent personality looking at him with red eyes!
Exhaling a breath of turbid air, Feng Sang Luo Hen suddenly said, "There is no room for sloppiness in the following process. Please ask Your Excellency Ice Emperor and King to wait outside."
The two nodded in agreement and exited the valley.
I don’t know how much time has passed, but when the seven-color strange light appeared in the Bowang Mountains, Feng Sang walked out of the valley with his face covered with dust, and his excitement could not be concealed, "Fortunately, this magic weapon has been repaired.
It’s over, but the damaged soldier spirit cannot be restored, and Guild Leader King needs to find another way.”
"That's enough." Wang Zhefeng said "Thank you" with an excited expression.
A handy weapon is what all warriors dream of, and the repair of the divine weapon greatly enhances the strength of the Wind of Kings.
"Master Feng Sang, brother Li Tian, if you may find me useful in the future, just say so"
"President Wang is too polite," Feng Sang Luo Hen said with a smile on his face.
"No, this is what you should do. You helped me a lot." Wang Zhefeng ignored it and forcibly grabbed Li Tian who wanted to say goodbye and said, "Let's go, the three of us go to the pub for a drink."
Li Tian politely declined King Zhifeng's kindness. He accompanied the red-haired warrior to repair the magic weapon. There were still many things to deal with next.
The first thing to bear the brunt is the opening ceremony of Dark Domain Academy in two days, followed by the Boiling Fountain and Tree of Life obtained from the Beast Temple.
Since the space ring absorbed the tree of life and the boiling spring water, the cracks in the ring have become bigger and bigger. In Li Tian's opinion, it may break at any time.
How to deal with the two items is the second priority. First, we must ensure that the space ring is intact.
Li Tian thought for a moment and summoned the ice phoenix, who leaped up and flew in a certain direction..."