294, The magic weapon chooses the master, the canopy appears in the world
The existence of the masked man organization has made the entire Huaxia Pavilion panic.
They are so secretive that no one knows whether the people around them are masked people.
This incident has actually seriously affected the normal operation of Huaxia Pavilion.
All Huaxia Pavilion's weapon-casting divisions have stopped forging weapons, which has brought Huaxia Pavilion's previous orders to a standstill.
If it's only for a short period of time, it's okay. Huaxia Pavilion's reputation can still suppress those people.
But if the time is too long, even Huaxia Pavilion will be greatly affected.
Those people may not dare to cause trouble to Huaxia Pavilion, but Huaxia Pavilion's reputation is built with great difficulty. If it is broken, it will not be that easy to repair it.
"This matter has been resolved."
Zhou Shu said calmly.
Ever since he put on that golden mask, this problem is no longer a problem.
The golden mask can sense the "backdoor" of the world's magic weapons. It can also sense the existence of other golden masks.
If it were someone else, wearing a golden mask might not have this effect.
But who is Zhou Shu?
Zhou Shu is one of the strongest weapon makers in the world.
He had already completely cracked Diao Dao's back tricks inside the golden mask.
Through the golden mask, he not only confirmed the existence of the canopy, but also confirmed the existence of other golden masks.
Before that, he had already sent relevant information to Meng Bai and other Zhennan Wang Bajian.
With the list in hand, if Meng Bai still can't do this well, then he won't be the general who dominates the battlefield.
So far, the masked man organization is finally no longer a problem.
They will never trouble Huaxia Pavilion again.
The current enemy of Huaxia Pavilion is the remaining three days of the five days, and there is also the Ancient Heavenly Court Tianpeng Marshal who has never appeared!
Especially the latter, that is the real enemy.
As for the mastermind behind the art of forging weapons, that enemy is too strong, and Huaxia Pavilion is not qualified to be his enemy. He is Zhou Shu’s own enemy.
But in the short term, I'm afraid the mastermind behind the scenes won't jump out so early.
"Is it okay?"
Shi Songtao's face showed excitement, "That's really great!"
"After the matter of dividing Baoyan has been dealt with, Pavilion Master, I want to learn a new weapon-making technique from you!"
Shi Songtao bowed to Zhou Shu and said.
……
The ten continents, the coast of the endless sea.
There are hundreds of people scattered on the coast.
"Brother Song, it turns out you are here too."
A rough-looking man in his thirties or forties raised his hand to another middle-aged man.
"How could you not come for such a big thing?"
The middle-aged man surnamed Song said with a smile, "I just didn't expect that the commander-in-chief of the Daliang Army and Horse Division would also come to join in the fun."
That rugged man in his thirties or forties was Cao Min, the commander-in-chief of the Daliang Kingdom's army and horse division, and he was also a famous Dongtian Realm powerhouse in the ten countries.
As for the middle-aged man named Song, he is not a member of the officialdom, but he is also a well-known and powerful person.
Among the people on the coast of the Endless Sea, people of this status are everywhere.
"It is said that the master of Huaxia Pavilion once divided treasures at Fenbao Rock. A warrior obtained a magical weapon and soared into the sky. Unfortunately, the Fenbao Rock was later destroyed in the war."
A middle-aged man surnamed Song said with emotion, "Now that Baoyan has been re-established, who wouldn't take a chance as long as they get the news?"
"It's just that there are so many people——"
The middle-aged man named Song has some vigilance in his eyes.
"No matter how many people there are, no one dares to cause trouble here."
Then Cao Min said with a smile, "The separation of treasures from Baoyan is based on chance. Brother Song may not know something, but the prince cast the Zhennan King's Eight Swords in the Huaxia Pavilion. The master of the eight swords was chosen, and even the king Yang Hong,
Neither Sun Pingping nor the others succeeded in obtaining the Heavenly Sword, but in the end, a few humble soldiers from the Huaxia Pavilion Army obtained it."
As an important minister of a country, Cao Min can naturally get some information that others in the world cannot.
"So, as long as there is a chance, anyone can get the magic weapon. Without a chance, even if they are as strong as the Human King, the Heavenly Sword and the like, they will still fail. You know, the relationship between the Human King, the Heavenly Sword, and the prince, but
We can no longer get close to each other."
"Of course I don't doubt the prince's justice."
The middle-aged man surnamed Song shook his head and said, "It's just that with more people, there are naturally fewer opportunities. This prince took away our natal magic weapon, but has yet to receive compensation. If we miss this opportunity, we still don't know what to do."
Wait until the year of the monkey and the month of the horse."
"Master Cao, you are a member of the imperial court, so you don't have to worry. But for people like me, who are in the world, without magic weapons at hand, I can't even sleep well."
The middle-aged man named Song smiled bitterly.
Cao Min nodded. He also understood the mood of the middle-aged man named Song. As a warrior, he felt very insecure without his natal magic weapon.
Similar conversations are happening everywhere.
People gathered at the beach gathered with acquaintances, waiting for the arrival of Fenbaoyan, while chatting to soothe their anxious moods.
There was only an ordinary-looking middle-aged man standing there alone. He did not talk to anyone, and no one greeted him, as if no one noticed his existence.
He quietly looked at the endless sea, listening to everyone's theories, and a flash of thinking flashed in his eyes.
I don’t know how long it took, but suddenly, a bright light came from overseas.
Then, there was a howling wind, and everyone's eyes dimmed. Then they were surprised to find a towering mountain falling from the sky!
"Boom——"
Everyone fled one after another, and a moment later, the majestic mountain fell heavily on the shore of the Endless Sea.
Everyone looked at the flying mountain peak with expressions of wonder on their faces.
The mountain peak is tens of thousands of feet high, and the top is covered with white mist, making it difficult to see the scene in the mountain clearly.
If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, it would be hard for them to believe that someone could move such a huge mountain.
"The prince's strength is truly unfathomable."
The middle-aged man named Song said with emotion.
"Aren't you talking nonsense?"
Cao Min had a close friendship with the middle-aged man named Song and said with a smile, "Let's go into the mountains and try our luck."
While speaking, those warriors who were closer to Fenbao Rock were already heading towards Fenbao Rock.
That precious rock does not prevent everyone from entering.
According to the news from Huaxia Pavilion, anyone who hands in their natal magic weapon will have a chance to enter Huaxia Pavilion.
But here today, no one has verified it. In fact, with so many people, there are also some people who fish in troubled waters.
Huaxia Pavilion did not send anyone to investigate. Except for this precious rock falling from the sky, no one from Huaxia Pavilion came at all.
It is not difficult to advance into Baoyan, but those who fish in troubled waters will definitely not have a chance.
The middle-aged people surnamed Song and Cao Min both entered Fenbaoyan leisurely, they were not in a hurry.
Opportunity is not about speed. Without opportunity, running fast is useless.
So they can’t say they’re not anxious in their hearts, but at least they’re not anxious in their actions.
"Brother Song, you have traveled all over the world and have seen a lot. Do you have any impressions of this mountain?"
Cao Min asked as he climbed up the steps and looked at the scenery.
"Never seen it before."
The middle-aged man named Song shook his head.
This Fenbaoyan is a real mountain with wonderful peaks and beautiful scenery. I don’t know where Zhou Shu moved it.
"This mountain is the Tongtian Peak of Jumangtian."
A voice suddenly sounded in their ears.
The two people turned around when they heard the sound, and saw a middle-aged man walking beside them with his hands behind his back. He looked around with interest and said.
People can be seen at intervals on the mountain road, and it is not surprising that there are people walking beside them, including the middle-aged people named Song and Cao Min.
As for him being able to hear the conversation between the two, that's not surprising.
The two of them were just chatting casually, so naturally they wouldn't use any means of transmitting messages into secrets.
"Brother, have you been to Jumangtian?"
Both of them looked at the middle-aged man with some surprise.
As the middle-aged man named Song and Cao Min, they naturally knew about the existence of Wutian, but they had only heard of Jumangtian's name, so naturally they had never been there.
"I went there once by chance." The middle-aged man smiled slightly and said.
The middle-aged man surnamed Song and Cao Min looked at each other. People who can go to Jumangtian are definitely not ordinary people.
They have never heard of this kind of person. What is his origin?
Both of them were old people in the world. Although they had some doubts in their hearts, they did not say it out loud. Instead, they tried to test each other's identity by making insinuations.
The middle-aged man had a calm smile on his face and started chatting with the two of them.
He said a lot, but when he thought about it carefully, he said nothing.
The middle-aged man surnamed Song and Cao Min both knew that they had met their opponent, and the other party was also a veteran.
They all had serious smiles on their faces, and they seemed to be chatting very well, but in fact, what they said was all nonsense.
"Brother Song, you are good at swordsmanship. There is a sword here that suits you very well."
Walking on the mountain road, suddenly, the middle-aged man spoke.
The middle-aged man named Song was slightly startled and looked in the direction of the middle-aged man's finger.
Speaking of which, his surname is Song, so it is not surprising that the other party knew that he was good at using knives, but in the direction he pointed, there was only a solitary stone and nothing else. Where did the knife come from?
"Brother, are you kidding me?"
A look of displeasure flashed across the face of the middle-aged man named Song.
"The methods of the Master of Huaxia Pavilion are indeed ingenious. People who are not destined for it can't even see it."
The middle-aged man smiled slightly, flicked his sleeves, a clear light flashed, and a long knife suddenly appeared on the originally empty stone.
The blade of the long knife penetrated one foot into the stone, and the two feet of the blade that remained outside shone with a cold light. It was a good knife at first glance.
"This——"
The middle-aged man named Song and Cao Min were stunned at the same time. Is this okay?
"Song, why don't you hurry up?"
The middle-aged man shouted softly.
His voice was not loud, but it sounded like thunder in the ears of the middle-aged man named Song.
His mind went blank, and his body seemed to be out of control. He took a step forward and reached out to grab the knife.
"Buzz——"
The blade of the sword clanked, as if it was trying to resist the middle-aged man named Song.
At this moment, the middle-aged man's eyes flashed with light, and the long knife let out an aggrieved cry, and then the light dimmed.
The hand of the middle-aged man named Song suddenly fell on the handle of the long knife.
"Zheng——"
There was a soft sound, and the middle-aged man named Song had already pulled out the long knife.
A sword intent soared into the sky, and the strong wind centered on the body of the middle-aged man named Song and spread to the surroundings.
Fenbaoyan was re-established, and the first magic weapon appeared!
And the person who got it was the middle-aged man named Song!
Cao Min had a look of envy on his face, and the complex light in his eyes disappeared in a flash.
He secretly glanced at the seemingly ordinary middle-aged man.
He could see the whole process clearly. Originally, the middle-aged man named Song couldn't even see the knife. It was this middle-aged man who didn't know what he did, and then the middle-aged man named Song saw the knife! p>
This middle-aged man can actually let people get Fen Baoyan’s magic weapon?
Who is he that can do such a thing?!
Cao Min felt a little confused for a moment.
Conggong, Zhou Shu was also the prince of Daliang. If Cao Min found someone doing such a thing, Cao Min should report it to Zhou Shu.
Personally, this person can help the middle-aged man named Song get the magic weapon, and he can also help him get the magic weapon.
Should you rely on your own luck to try your luck, or let this person help you cheat?
Cao Min was in a dilemma.
He came here just for the magic weapon. Now he has a 100% chance to get the magic weapon. Should he take it?
"Who are you?"
Cao Min gritted his teeth, stared at the middle-aged man, and asked in a deep voice.
"Just a passerby."
The man smiled slightly and looked up at the sky, "Brother Cao, I give you this sword."
He flicked his sleeve, a ray of light flashed through, and a sword appeared in front of the mountain road.
Cao Min's breathing suddenly became heavier.
The next moment, the middle-aged man in front of him suddenly disappeared.
Cao Min fell into entanglement again.
……
In the air, Zhou Shu stood tall with a solemn expression. He looked at the middle-aged man who suddenly appeared not far in front of him and said coldly, "Is it interesting?"
"Isn't it fun for the majestic Tianpeng Marshal to play with several cave heaven realms?"
Zhou Shu stared at the other person without blinking, his tone as cold as ice.
"Playing?"
The middle-aged man shook his head slightly and said, "I'm just curious about your Fenbaoyan."
Tianpeng, a famous figure in ancient heaven, now looks like a slightly wealthy man.
From the appearance, there is no clue that this man is the marshal who commanded the heavenly soldiers and generals of the ancient heaven.
Zhou Shu also didn't expect that Marshal Tianpeng would appear in front of him with such a lack of enthusiasm.
He originally thought that Marshal Tianpeng would come as aggressively as Diao Daocun, but now it seems that he does not want to embarrass him.
"You set up a treasure rock and gave it to the destined person with a magic weapon. Although your intention is good, it is unnecessary."
Marshal Tianpeng looked at Zhou Shu and said.
For some reason, Zhou Shu actually saw a hint of relief in his eyes.
Damn the look of relief, this Marshal Tianpeng is not him!
"Is it unnecessary? Isn't it unnecessary to send the magic weapon directly to them?"
Zhou Shu snorted coldly, "The magic weapon I forged is not that cheap!"
"If they had not considered the weakness of the human race and wanted my king's magic weapon, the price they would have paid would have been even greater."
"There is no need for this king to explain this matter to you. The majestic Marshal of the Heavenly Court, if you don't go to the world behind the door with everyone in the Heavenly Court and stay in this world, what do you want to do?"
Zhou Shu looked at Marshal Tianpeng and said coldly, "Whether it's an enemy or a friend, let's draw a line."
Although Zhou Shu is not ready to face Marshal Tianpeng, he will not be weak since they are coming.
So what if Marshal Tianpeng is stronger?
Diao Daocun was also very strong, but didn’t he die the same way in the end?
"I am not your enemy."
Marshal Tianpeng had a gentle face and said, "If I don't go there, there are naturally reasons why I don't go there. I came because I have something I want to give you."
He looked at Zhou Shu with a frank look in his eyes.
"What?"
Zhou Shu frowned slightly. He didn't know much about Marshal Tianpeng. Marshal Tianpeng suddenly appeared. It was most likely that he caught his attention when he absorbed his true power.
If this is the case, he should have come to ask questions.
But looking at him, he doesn't seem to mind at all.
Marshal Tianpeng is extremely mysterious. There are traces of him behind many previous events. What kind of person he is and what his plans are, Zhou Shu has no idea.
Everyone in the ancient heaven was also very secretive about him. Now that he heard him say that he wanted to give him something, Zhou Shu's heart was filled with doubts.
"This thing is."
Marshal Tianpeng smiled slightly, and his body suddenly lit up with a dazzling light.
Zhou Shu was shocked and subconsciously stabbed out with his sword.
"Ding——"
That day, a nine-tooth rake suddenly appeared in Marshal Peng's hand, which happened to block Zhou Shu's broken sword.
A shock wave visible to the naked eye spread out. Marshal Tianpeng blocked Zhou Shu's attack and did not follow the attack. He injected all the spiritual energy in his body into the nine-tooth nail rake.
"Click——"
The nine-tooth nail rake seemed to be unable to withstand it, and cracks appeared on it.
Zhou Shu felt a somewhat familiar wave, transitioning from Marshal Tianpeng's body to the nine-tooth nail rake.
Then he saw a smile on Marshal Tianpeng's face, and his arm shook violently.
The nine-tooth rake flew towards Zhou Shu.
Zhou Shu's expression became solemn, and he slashed forward with his broken sword. When the light of the sword touched the nine-toothed rake, the nine-toothed rake exploded with a bang.
Marshal Tianpeng’s natal magic weapon was shattered!
This is not self-destruction, more like self-mutilation.
At the moment when the nine-tooth nail rake shattered, the golden mask on Zhou Shu's face suddenly appeared. A ball of starlight, attracted by the golden mask, fell on him before Zhou Shu had time to react.
"What I want to give you is my true power."
Marshal Tianpeng originally looked like a middle-aged man, but now, his hair has begun to turn gray at a speed visible to the naked eye, wrinkles have begun to appear on his face, and his whole person has begun to look a little older.<
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It seemed as if time appeared on him in an instant. He transformed from a middle-aged man into a gray-haired old man in an instant.
Zhou Shu even saw that Marshal Tianpeng's body was turning into fly ash bit by bit starting from his feet.
Without his true power, his lifespan has also come to an end, and he is completely disappearing from this world.
"It's a pity that I didn't get to see her again. It would be better not to see her again. Rather than being sad, it would be better for her to leave this world peacefully."
Marshal Tianpeng murmured to himself, his eyes filled with memories.