"Ten thousand years ago, the great emperor of the human race defeated the demon race and collected the soldiers of the world."
"The arrows have been removed, the sword has been sharpened, and a total of twelve soldiers have been made."
Cheng Yiliang explained the reason clearly and got to the point, "The ancestor of Qianji Pavilion was fortunate enough to participate in it and served as a supervisor, and later passed down the craftsmanship to soldiers."
"After thousands of years, it is still collecting dust in Qianji Pavilion."
"What's the fighting strength of the soldiers?"
Chentian's mood fluctuated, and he was very optimistic about the appearance of the soldiers.
There are more than tens of millions of types of magic weapons, and the categories are extremely complex. For example, the powerful spiritual weapon ship is one of the best.
If the soldier's combat power is outstanding, he can arm a torrent of steel. No matter how strong the monk is, he must weigh his own spiritual power reserves.
"Compared to the fifth level of the Jade Cauldron!"
Cheng Yiliang saw that Chen Tian did not immediately refute, nor did he ignore it like others. Instead, he delved into it deeply. He immediately knew that Qianji Pavilion's thread-pulling technique was expected to develop.
Therefore, Cheng Yiliang bowed deeply and bowed again: "If we combine it with the military formation, ten soldiers can transcend the ninth heaven and challenge the masters of the Lingxiao Realm!"
"Moreover, the Wangcang soldiers should not be underestimated!"
"Once it comes out, even the most powerful men in the Lingtai realm will have to stay away!"
Hiss - is this cowhide blown up?
The Lingtai realm is only under the deity, has outstanding combat power, and the soldiers who are just made of wood and stone can be so intimidating?
Everyone looked at each other and stared at Cheng Yiliang intently. It could be seen that his face was serious and he didn't look like he was lying at all.
"This..." Chen Tian was speechless.
He thought about it carefully and felt that if it really happened, how could Cheng Yiliang be willing to be behind others and be ranked downstream of the thirty-six gates of the Northern Territory?
There must be something unspeakable hidden in it.
"Isn't the material used to cast Wangcang soldiers extremely rare?
Or is the process extremely complicated?”
"Exactly..." Cheng Yiliang was suddenly guessed, and felt a little embarrassed.
The Wangcang soldiers are huge, and the heaviest bottle weighs a total of 640,000 kilograms. Just the black iron ore they need can completely pile up a big mountain.
And this doesn't even count the soldiers' weapons.
The four-sided long sword he uses requires thousands of kilograms of iron essence, and the talisman patterns are also carefully crafted.
When I said at the beginning that it would take half the materials of a spiritual vessel to cast a golden vase, I was really not lying.
"Do you have enough manpower?"
Chen Tian asked with a frown.
"It's barely enough, because although the design was thousands of years ago, the manufacturing process has been changing. If you want to get started, it will take a lot of time to get used to it."
Cheng Yiliang answered subconsciously, but suddenly realized something was wrong.
Lord God asked this, are you really going to cast Wangcang Soldiers?
When I came up with the soldier plan, I just wanted to recruit ordinary soldiers to share some of the city's defense pressure. I didn't say that I wanted to cast Wangcang soldiers! There are so many materials, even if I dig three feet of ground in the Northern Territory, I can't get them all, right?
but.
Cheng Yiliang thought about Chentian's huge Sumerana Ring again, and felt a little hopeful for a moment, but thinking about the massive amount of materials, he thought it was impossible.
In the midst of repeated tangles, he carefully looked at Chen Tian on the high platform: "Lord God..." "Yes, it's exactly what you thought."
"Uh..." "Don't delay."
Chen Tian smiled and waved his hand, "Tell me, what materials do you need?"
"Refining a million pounds of black iron."
"no."
"ah?"
Cheng Yiliang's newly raised hope was quickly extinguished, but Chen Tian's next sentence made his eyes light up again.
"The space here is too small to fit in."
After saying that, Chen Tian walked to the open space outside the palace and activated the Kui dragon pattern on the Sumerna ring, and then there was a loud bang.
I saw a deep pit suddenly sinking into the ground. Amid the smoke and dust, millions of kilograms of black black iron piled up like a mountain.
"what else?"
"One hundred thousand pieces of iron can be polished by water..." Cheng Yiliang said stumblingly.
Snap! It fell with a sound.
"continue."
Chentian's expression was indifferent and he didn't care at all about Cheng Yiliang's upcoming request. He was as cool as the head of the Emperor's Treasure House.
"Mercury and ten thousand stones."
"Um."
"Thousand Roots of Dragon Blood Wood."
"Um."
"Ten miles of silkworm silk."
"Um."
Listening to Chen Tian's constant promises, waves of materials came out in waves.
In an instant, a high mountain rose up from the foot of Xiyang Palace, and everyone stood in its shadow, dumbfounded.
Mother! Give me whatever you want! Where is the head of the Heavenly Emperor's treasure house?
The Divine Lord was clearly the Emperor of Heaven himself! How arrogant! Everyone was once again shocked by Chen Tian’s rich background, and also realized that the Divine Lord really wanted to seriously manage the Cangxi Northern Territory, and there were thirty-six
Sect.
With all this hard work and financial resources, not to mention a demon Brahma Kirin, even ten sky-swallowing Kunpengs are still going to be killed in front of the god! Everyone's eyes gradually became hardened.
If I was forced by the situation just now, now I am willing to do it! Cheng Yiliang looked up at the mountain of materials and was ecstatic. In the past, it would take at least ten years to build a machine beast.
Now that the god takes action, I will use all the design drawings contained in "Heavenly Style Sacred Martial Arts" to make a fucking cross! It's not for anything else! It's just for displaying it comfortably and looking good! "You want the rest of the materials?
, I understand, but what is the use of ten thousand stones of mercury?"
Chen Tian put down the last ingredient and turned to ask Cheng Yiliang.
Hearing this, Cheng Yiliang's heart suddenly tightened, thinking that the god suspected that he was greedy for ink materials.
He immediately knelt down and explained in a quick voice: "After refining the mercury, apply it on the blade and pierce it into the monk's body, it can block the spiritual power of the meridians."
"oh?
Does mercury still have such effects?"
Chen Tian was stunned.
The mercury he carried was actually used to process gold utensils, because after the mercury was mixed with gold powder, it could be made into gilt gold, which was very beautiful when applied to the utensils.
But he didn't expect that mercury could actually block the meridians and force the circulation of spiritual power to stop.
"It is true, but mercury is extremely rare, also known as liquid gold, and the process of refining mercury is also very complicated."
Cheng Yiliang glanced at Chen Tian without any embarrassment, and quickly added: "So, people in the world who have such financial resources choose more powerful magic weapons. Over time, no one knows about the effects of mercury."
"Don't be afraid, just get up."
Chen Tian waved his hand.
He saw the Panlong Sect's military camp at the foot of the mountain, and suddenly asked in a low voice: "Can a mortal fight against a monk with an object?"
I mean, kill with one arrow."
"Yes, yes."
Cheng Yiliang's eyes flashed and he also whispered: "It's just that the cost is quite expensive."
"Elaborate."
"One god-killing arrow, ten taels of gold."
"You..." Chen Tian is very aware of the helplessness and despair that mortals feel when facing monks. If they want to hurt them with arrows, they will definitely need to be covered with arrow rain.
This is simply throwing away gold, at least ten thousand taels in one wave. Even if Chentian is rich, how many rounds of consumption can he withstand?
"How many god-killing arrows can you make in Qianji Pavilion in one day?"
"Seven or eight, if enough manpower is invested, we can break through ten."
"Okay, let's make a thousand of them first and see the effect."
Chen Tian took out another ten thousand taels of gold, and the corners of his eyes twitched.
This is gold, not silver. He suddenly took out so much, and his heart was bleeding.
See here.
Suddenly a middle-aged man jumped out.
"Holy Lord! Our sect also has a secret method that can be used in a battle! And the fighting power is not inferior to that of the Jin people!"
