"Originally, this object was the sect-suppressing treasure of Yuxu Mountain. Later, Yuxu Mountain was destroyed and fell into the hands of Qingzong..."
This question is not a secret. Chen Qingyuan omitted some things and told the process of obtaining the Black Cauldron in short words.
"My little friend's previous cultivation was low, how could he control the treasure tripod?"
Mr. Lin still doesn't understand this.
Even if the quasi-emperor's weapon is seriously damaged, it cannot be controlled by a junior.
"Perhaps he is destined to be associated with Baoding!"
Regarding this matter, Chen Qingyuan cannot give a specific explanation for the time being.
"Yes." Mr. Lin kept looking at Chen Qingyuan without seeing any trace of lying. He nodded slightly and said, "Why was the tripod damaged like this?"
The things of the ancestors are broken and shattered.
At the mention of this, Mr. Lin's eyes clearly showed a hint of distress, and his expression was sad.
"Because of my thorough protection, Baoding has withstood too many external attacks and has reached its limit."
Chen Qingyuan said ashamedly.
"I will do my best to splice and repair the tripod." Mr. Lin turned around and looked at the fragments of the tripod floating in the void, and made a promise: "Unfortunately, my cultivation is still shallow, and I am unable to restore the tripod to its original state.
Protect his spiritual reshaping."
"Thank you, senior."
Chen Qingyuan was extremely grateful.
As long as Heiding's intelligence can be restored, that will be the best result.
If there is an opportunity in the future, we will slowly return Heiding to what it was like in its heyday.
"No need to thank you, this is what I should do." Mr. Lin waved his hand seriously.
"What should be done? Why did senior say this?"
Chen Qingyuan was slightly surprised.
"To be honest, little friend, this tripod belongs to my ancestors." Perhaps because of the predestined relationship between Hei Ding and Chen Qingyuan, or perhaps because of Chen Qingyuan's own charm, Mr. Lin is willing to chat a few more words and treat each other sincerely:
"In order to search for the things of my ancestors, I traveled all over the world and found nothing for thousands of years. Later, King Tianyong tricked me into coming here and helped him build Fucheng."
In front of outsiders, Mr. Lin still had to give King Tianyong some dignity and did not call him by his first name.
"King Tianyong refused to let me go, which made me hold a grudge for many years." Mr. Lin often lost his temper at King Tianyong. This is the reason: "Now that the things from my ancestors are in front of me, I no longer complain to King Tianyong."
.Perhaps as the little friend said, everything is fate!"
After hearing what Mr. Lin said, Chen Qingyuan was surprised.
The black tripod that has been with him for many years turned out to be the ancestor of Mr. Lin.
"May I ask, senior, who are your ancestors?"
Chen Qingyuan always has the illusion that he has known Hei Ding for many years.
"It's been too long. In fact, I don't know what kind of person our ancestor is." Mr. Lin smiled bitterly: "However, our ancestor left a jade slip containing his experience, recording some deeds in his life, so that future generations can understand the greatness and extraordinaryness of our ancestor.
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Chen Qingyuan nodded lightly and said nothing.
"I haven't been to the big world for many years. What changes have happened in the outside world? Can you talk to me about it?"
Every once in a while, special exiles will go to Dashi to inquire about the information, and bring it back to Fucheng to sell, or report it to the city's senior officials. In fact, with Mr. Lin's status, it is very simple to know anything, just give him a sentence.
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However, Mr. Lin was used to being quiet and had no nostalgia for the outside world and never paid attention to it.
The appearance of Baoding and the arrival of Chen Qingyuan made Mr. Lin very interested in today's world.
"Senior, if you don't mind my verbosity, I'm naturally willing to have a chat with you."
Chen Qingyuan did not refuse.
"Sit down." Mr. Lin pointed to the table and chairs beside him and poured the tea himself.
So, an old man and a young man began to chat about worldly affairs.
The older one asked, the younger one answered.
The atmosphere was harmonious and the conversation was pleasant.
Unconsciously, several hours have passed.
After half a year of searching, King Tianyong obtained some weapon refining materials and delivered them himself.
Walking deep into the main hall, I saw a scene of warm conversation.
I muttered in my heart: "This old boy, when he was chatting with me, his face was dark the whole time. But with Chen Xiaozi, he looked kind and cheerful, just like his own grandfather."
Although there is a trace of dissatisfaction in his heart, he looks majestic on the outside and strides forward like a meteor.
"Your Majesty."
Seeing King Tianyong in black brocade clothes coming with his hands behind his back, Chen Qingyuan immediately stood up and clasped his fists in salute.
When you are in other people's territory, you have to act cautiously and try not to offend others.
"Yeah." King Tianyong nodded.
"I won't disturb the two seniors' conversation and take my leave."
Chen Qingyuan cupped his hands and turned to leave.
After Chen Qingyuan's back disappeared completely, the smile on Mr. Lin's face disappeared instantly, and his face became indifferent.
"..." King Tianyong is not stupid, this is obviously a shame for himself.
However, King Tianyong could only pretend that he didn't see it, and no one could blame himself.
King Tianyong threw a high-quality Sumeru Ring over and snorted coldly.
"There are still four ingredients needed, hurry up and find them."
Mr. Lin took the Sumeru Ring, penetrated it with his spiritual consciousness, and confirmed that the materials were correct. Then he opened his eyes and looked at King Tianyong with a bad tone.
"I know." King Tianyong felt helpless.
I thought that he was a powerful man, but he was always being criticized.
That is to say, when Mr. Lin was old, if it were someone else, King Tianyong would not admit it and slap him away.
Of course, except for the little princess.
"Return the token to Xiaoyou Chen!"
Mr. Lin suddenly mentioned this matter.
"What's the meaning?"
King Tianyong sat in the main seat, looking stunned.
"This tripod belongs to my ancestors. Since I have touched it, I will try my best to repair it." Elder Lin said: "Therefore, Xiaoyou Chen does not need to consume a token and should return it."
"Old man Lin, if you settle accounts like this, I won't lose blood!"
King Tianyong said loudly and dissatisfied.
I have to work hard to find the materials and spend a lot of money to buy them from all over the world.
If you return the token, you won't get anything out of it and your efforts will be in vain.
"Don't forget, this is what you owe me." Mr. Lin snorted coldly: "I don't know who tricked me into this back then. Don't you have to repay the favor you owe me?"
"I want to pay it back!" King Tianyong said through gritted teeth.
"It's up to you to find the materials to repair the ancestral things." Mr. Lin chatted with Chen Qingyuan for several hours. He was in a happy mood and regretted seeing each other so late: "Return the token to Xiaoyou Chen and let him make another request."
"My king...it's too difficult."
King Tianyong let out a long sigh and wanted to cry but had no tears.
"You have a rich family. It's just a matter of searching for some materials, but it won't cost you your life." Mr. Lin knew this well: "The materials are complete, so you don't need to worry about repairing the tripod."
"Okay!" Mr. Lin laid out his debt of gratitude. How could King Tianyong refute him? He complained incompetently: "I know you, it's bloody bad luck."
"I should be the one to say this."
Mr. Lin was not willing to be outdone.
"screw you."
King Tianyong cursed and turned away without wanting to stay for a moment.