A long time ago, King Tianyong spent all his efforts to build the City of Fortune but made no progress. Therefore, King Tianyong set his sights on the world's famous masters of weapon refining and formations.
Mr. Lin was coaxed here by King Tianyong.
Therefore, he always felt a little unhappy with King Tianyong, even though he had never been abused.
After getting along for a long time, the two became good friends.
However, if something happens, Mr. Lin will definitely scold King Tianyong.
Don't ask why.
Asking makes you feel at ease.
"Bastard Xu, what are you calling me for?"
Mr. Lin walked into the ancient palace with great swagger. The dentures in his mouth were as white as new.
The guard at the door has long been used to it, and his face is expressionless.
Who knew that the prince had resorted to trickery and abducted several big figures in the formation path and the weapon refining path? It was normal for him to be scolded.
If he didn't have all kinds of talents, King Tianyong wouldn't know where to put his efforts, even if he had great means.
"Come over quickly and take a look. I have something to ask you."
King Tianyong has become immune to Mr. Lin's scolding. Anyway, you are the one who scolds me, and I cannot let you go. Of course, if you want something, I will do my best to satisfy you.
Maintaining the buildings in Fucheng is inseparable from Mr. Lin.
In fact, Mr. Lin doesn't want to leave. It's such an honor and a great sense of accomplishment to build an ancient city in the Chaos Realm Sea.
"What the hell is wrong with you." Mr. Lin walked quickly while scolding: "Don't cause trivial things to disturb my dream."
"I'm not going to lie to you."
King Tianyong replied.
The next moment, Mr. Lin walked deep into the ancient palace and saw the fragments of the black cauldron floating in the void.
With this glance, Mr. Lin's attention was completely absorbed and he forgot to argue with King Tianyong.
After a pause, he cautiously took a few steps forward, approached the black cauldron, and stretched out his old and yellow right hand.
"This is……"
Mr. Lin has rich experience and is a top expert in the art of weapons. Otherwise, he would not be able to help King Tianyong build the ancient city.
"Can you see anything?"
King Tianyong asked in a low voice.
Mr. Lin didn't answer for the time being. He took off a piece of the fragment and looked at it carefully. His pupils shrank and an unspeakable look of surprise gradually appeared on his face.
This was the first time King Tianyong saw Mr. Lin like this, and his heart tightened slightly.
"I'm afraid the fragments of the sacred artifact given by that boy Chen Qingyuan are not simple!"
He secretly thought to himself that King Tianyong felt that he had been fooled. For such a difficult thing, it would be better to let him kill a few people, which would be simple and trouble-free.
After a while, Mr. Lin's old body began to tremble slightly, and he could not hide his excitement. Sometimes he looked up at King Tianyong, and sometimes he lowered his eyebrows and stared at a piece of fragment tightly held in his hand. He opened his mouth to speak, but no sound came out. It was obvious that
It was affected by excessive mood swings.
"Don't be in a hurry. Speak slowly."
King Tianyong's heart skipped a beat, and his resentment towards Chen Qingyuan rose a little higher, and he comforted him softly.
Mr. Lin slowly closed his eyes, took a few breaths, mobilized the spiritual energy in his body, and slowly calmed down.
Then, he opened his cloudy and weathered eyes, and there seemed to be a bright light of youth in his eyes: "Old Xu, do you know how many years I have been looking for it?"
When he said these words, Mr. Lin's body was trembling, and his eyes seemed to be bound by the black cauldron fragments, making it difficult to move away.
Just now he was called "bastard Xu", but now he is such a friendly "Old Xu".
Change of face so quickly!
King Tianyong didn't pay much attention to this and talked about business: "Do you know this thing?"
"The Supreme Qitian Cauldron!" Elder Lin said in a trembling voice, his emotions still fluctuating greatly, and it was difficult to truly calm down. Fortunately, he could speak normally: "The handwriting of the ancestors of my sect, a genuine quasi-emperor's weapon, surpasses the best holy weapons.
above."
"What did you say? Quasi-Emperor weapon?"
Hearing this, King Tianyong, who was always calm in dealing with things, stared and said.
"Wait a minute, you said this was your master's handiwork. Why have you never mentioned the master's name before?"
Queen Tianyong realized this and was shocked again.
"The affairs of our ancestors must not be told to outsiders." Mr. Lin's throat rolled. After careful consideration, he decided to say: "The names and experiences of our ancestors are unknown to future generations of disciples. Only a piece of the ancestor's weapon refining experience has been handed down, and it has been passed down from generation to generation."
"Relying on the experience of our ancestors, the guy with the worst weapon skills can spend his whole life refining a top-notch holy weapon."
"The experiences left by our ancestors contain many ancient holy weapons, forged with various extraordinary methods, which will amaze future generations."
"This supreme heaven-opening cauldron is the proud work of our ancestors. According to records, during its heyday, if a powerful person activated it, it could swallow the sky and eclipse the moon, condense the laws of the great road, and suppress it with a wisp of coercion.
Ordinary Lord Shenqiao."
Mr. Lin talked a lot in one breath, talking about the works of his ancestors, and Yourong Yan.
"so smart?"
King Tianyong believed that Mr. Lin would not deceive him, but there was still a trace of surprise in his eyes.
"Why did you lie to me?" said Mr. Lin, "I didn't expect that I have been searching for my ancestors' belongings all my life, but to no avail. When I was about to die, I unexpectedly saw it so close."
Fate is truly wonderful.
"By the way, where did you get this?"
Elder Lin finally raised his eyes to look at King Tianyong and asked extremely curiously.
"It's a long story..."
Immediately afterwards, King Tianyong told the whole story of the incident.
After listening, Mr. Lin really wanted to meet Chen Qingyuan and talk about everything about the Black Cauldron.
Now is not the time, we must seal the remaining traces of the laws of the Black Cauldron.
"Your ancestors were able to create quasi-emperor weapons, which is truly extraordinary!"
King Tianyong praised.
"It's more than just a quasi-emperor's weapon. Our ancestors have said this for generations. If it weren't for the blockade of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, our ancestors would most likely have forged a true imperial weapon."
When talking about his ancestors, Mr. Lin talked endlessly, his eyes full of awe and admiration.
"Is your ancestor a great emperor?"
"no."
"Then why are you bragging? If you don't join the throne, how can you forge imperial weapons? Although I don't understand the art of weapons, this common sense is still very clear."
"The frog at the bottom of the well, how can you mortals understand the assets of my ancestors? Not to mention anything else, there are no less than ten quasi-emperor weapons from his old man. The list of holy weapons is even more numerous."
"..."
King Tianyong stopped arguing. He looked at Mr. Lin's eyes and felt that it was somewhat true. After thinking about it, he thought it was too outrageous.
Mortals forged imperial weapons like never before.
Forget it, don't think about these things.
What is certain is that Mr. Lin's ancestors are definitely very strong. According to him, his abilities are not as good as his ancestors' fur. This statement is somewhat self-effacing, but it also directly shows how powerful his ancestors are.
"Research on how to repair it."
King Tianyong mentioned business matters.
"Prepare some materials." Elder Lin used the special technique of the Qi Dao lineage to seal the fragments of the black cauldron. They will not change in the short term. He said with a serious face: "Seven Star Stone, Taiyao Liyan, Wannian