Ling Tian looked in the direction of Zixun's finger and quickly noticed the Tianyi Tower.
Tianyi Pagoda stands among the pagodas. Although it is not the tallest one, it is still very conspicuous.
"Let's go there."
Ling Tian whispered, and the four of them walked towards Tianyi Tower.
No one stopped me at the entrance of the tower.
The four of them successfully entered the tower, and the splendor and splendor immediately came into view.
The hall on the first floor of Tianyi Tower is extremely luxurious, with gold-plated walls and inlaid gems.
Even the tables and chairs placed here are made of precious wood. .??.
At this time, there were many people sitting on the first floor of Tianyi Tower, all of them had extraordinary temperaments, as if they were waiting for something.
Directly in front of him, there was a slightly fat middle-aged man lying there comfortably, playing with a few wedding rings in his hand.
Ling Tian and four others entered the Tianyi Tower hall, attracting the attention of everyone except the fat middle-aged man.
"Ling Tian?"
Someone among them recognized Ling Tian and whispered.
"Zhang Lingfeng?"
Ling Tian heard the voice and glanced in the direction where the voice came from, and also recognized the other person.
Zhang Lingfeng, the sword cultivator from the Sword Realm worships the Sword Holy Land.
At this time, sitting next to the other party was a strong man who worshiped the Sword Holy Land.
Presumably, the other party came to ask the Lord of Sword Forging City for a sword this time.
"Brother Lingtian, are you here to ask for a sword too?"
Zhang Lingfeng couldn't help but ask when he saw Ling Tian's gaze.
"nature."
Ling Tian smiled slightly, nodded and replied.
"What a coincidence."
Zhang Lingfeng smiled, and then said to Ling Tian, "But Brother Ling Tian, you are a step too late this time. The Lord of the Sword Forging City just announced the day before yesterday that he only wants to forge three more sword handles in this life, and after that, he is going to retire. Now.
Now, these three places have been reserved by these people in the hall."
"Oh? Is there such a thing?"
Ling Tian was stunned when he heard the sound, turned his head and glanced at
Others in the hall.
There were far more than three people sitting in the hall, but there were only three camps.
Zhang Lingfeng and the strong man from the Sword Worshiping Holy Land beside him formed a camp.
The Lord of Sword Forging City has an eccentric temperament, so the sudden announcement is undoubtedly a bit surprising, but it is not something that is incomprehensible.
Ling Tian thought for a while, then turned his eyes away and looked at the fat middle-aged man who was half lying not far away.
Following that, he stepped forward, came to stand in front of the fat middle-aged man, and bowed slightly.
"Master Wang Yiling!"
A slightly fat middle-aged man was lying in Tianyi Pagoda, looking arrogant.
Based on what Zi Xun said before, it cannot be inferred.
This person must be Wang Yiling, the second disciple of the city lord of Sword Forging City.
"You must have heard what the boy from the Sword Holy Land said just now, right?"
Wang Yilin sat up when he saw Ling Tian taking the initiative to talk to him.
"heard it."
Ling Tian nodded and said.
"My master will only forge the last three swords in his life. Now, these three swords have been reserved by the three of them."
Wang Yiling spoke emphatically and looked Ling Tian up and down. Without waiting for Ling Tian to respond, he changed the topic and said with a smile, "However, if you really want to ask my master to make a sword, I can go to the master's place."
I’ll give you a kind word.”
"Thank you! Thank you for your help, Master Wang Yiling."
Ling Tian originally thought that Wang Yiling was an arrogant person, but he didn't expect that the other party was so easy to talk to, so he quickly thanked him politely.
"Don't thank me."
Wang Yiling waved his hand and rubbed his fingers shamelessly, "If you want to thank me, how can I have the nerve to ask for payment from you?"
"remuneration?"
Ling Tian's eyes narrowed, and he already understood what Wang Yiling meant.
"If your bid is higher than the other three, I can ask Master to forge a sword for you first."
Wang Yiling smiled and simply put the words in plain terms.
Everyone on the first floor of Tianyi Tower cast hostile glances at Ling Tian.
"Is that so?"
Ling Tian smiled interestingly.
As soon as he turned his hand, he took out the sword-making order.
"Sword Forging Order?"
Wang Yiling's eyes flashed, and his expectant gaze suddenly changed.
Ling Tian shook the sword-making order in his hand and said to Wang Yiling with a smile, "I also ask Master Wang Yiling to recommend me. As for whether the Lord of the Sword Forging City is willing to forge swords for me, I won't bother Master Wang Yiling."
"
The sword envoys who issue sword-making orders are also people from the sword-making city.
Since the Sword Order envoy issued the Sword Forging Order, then the Sword Forging Order must still have its original function.
According to Holy Lord Hunling, holding the Sword Forging Token in hand can meet the Lord of the Sword Forging City.
As for whether the Lord of Sword Forging City is willing to forge swords, that is another matter.
"The sword-making order doesn't work with me!"
Wang Yiling's eyes flickered for a while, and his face gradually turned cold.
Normally, if Ling Tian had the sword-making order in hand, he wouldn't mind introducing Ling Tian to see his master.
But now, his master has announced that he will only forge the last three swords in his life.
Correspondingly, he only had the last three opportunities to make money.
If his master agrees to forge a sword for Ling Tian again, he will lose a fortune.
How could he, who regards wealth as his life, agree so easily?
"Why?"
Ling Tian's eyes narrowed slightly.
"no reason!"
Wang Yiling scolded coldly, looking arrogant as if he was too lazy to talk nonsense to Ling Tian.
Ling Tian smiled, and finally confirmed to Wang Yiling, "Wang Yiling, great
Master, by doing this, do you not intend to abide by the rules of Sword Forging City?"
"Here, I follow the rules of Sword Forging City!"
When Wang Yiling heard that Ling Tian seemed to be threatening, he immediately laughed.
"In this case, I can only offend you!"
Ling Tian simply said no more, his feet trembled and he was instantly in front of Wang Yi Ling.
Facing the strong wind, Wang Yiling was frightened and stood up from his seat in a hurry.
But before he could react, Ling Tian grabbed his throat.
"Brother Lingtian, what are you doing?"
Zhang Lingfeng was surprised when he saw this and stood up to drink.
Zixun, the purple-robed old man and others sitting in the hall also frowned slightly.
The atmosphere here instantly became extremely tense.
Although Wang Yiling is only a seventh-level Taoist warrior and not very strong in combat, he is still the second disciple of the Lord of Sword Forging City.
To use force against the disciples of the Lord of Sword City like this is undoubtedly a slap in the face of the Lord of Sword City.
Since Ling Tian came to Sword Forging City to seek a sword, how could he dare to do such a thing to offend the Lord of Sword Forging City?
"Please also ask Master Wang Yiling to lead the way."
Ling Tian ignored the strange looks from everyone in the hall and just smiled at Wang Yi.
"I don't believe it, you dare to kill me!"
Wang Yiling's face turned pale, he was full of confidence, and he shouted angrily.
"I have no enmity with Master Wang Yiling, so why should I kill you? I just want to ask Master Wang Yiling to lead the way."
There was a gentle smile on Ling Tian's lips, and his words were very polite, but his palms were slightly stronger at this moment.
Wang Yiling immediately felt out of breath, "Relax... let go... I..."
"Master Wang Yiling, I'm really sorry."
Ling Tian loosened his hand slightly, but he never really wanted to take Wang Yiling's life. He said to him politely again, "I just hope that Master Wang Yiling can cooperate."