The children of the Wang family all looked towards Wang Li, hoping that the founder of the Wang family would achieve greater glory and annihilate the invading enemies.
Looking at the young faces below, Wang Li moved his index finger. Just when Wang Xu thought there was going to be a big war, the patriarch of the Wang family gave up, "No matter what your purpose is, you will succeed."
Yes, Your Highness the Holy Son."
"Huh?" Wang Xu was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter and said with a smile: "Okay, you are such a great ancestor of the Wang family. I underestimated you."
If the great ancestor of the Wang family takes action, it's good to win. If he loses, the Wang family won't have to mess around in the future.
If you don't take action and admit defeat directly, you will have a glimmer of hope, making it difficult for people to see the depth.
It's not simple, it's really not simple. In a short period of time, you can suppress the anger that comes at you and be willing to admit defeat. No wonder the Wang family has been able to grow and develop over the years.
This great ancestor of the Wang family is really a thousand-year-old bastard and a tortoise of ten thousand years old. He is very good at endurance skills.
"Remember, from now on, don't say that my son Wang Teng has the appearance of a great emperor. Otherwise, the next visit will not be so simple." Wang Xu put down the words and turned into a rainbow light and soared into the sky.
Seeing the light disappearing gradually, the second ancestor of the Wang family reluctantly came up to him and asked angrily: "Brother, why don't you take action?"
Wang Li put his hands behind his back and did not look at his second brother's expression. Instead, he whispered: "He said he underestimated me. Didn't we underestimate this Holy Son? Our His Highness the Holy Son is enough to tell us
We have become friends with each other!"
hiss!!
After hearing this, the second ancestor of the Wang family remembered that Wang Xu was not an old monster of their generation at all, but a younger generation.
With disbelief on his face, the second ancestor of the Wang family was surprised and asked in a low voice: "Brother, you are not his either."
"Shh!"
Wang Li made a silent gesture and walked towards the thatched house with his hands behind his back. There was loneliness in his voice: "Autumn is here, how can the leaves not leave? Tell the children of the third family to calm down for a while. Some things are not right.
Just talk about it, Emperor, let alone just blow it out of your mouth."
After leaving the ancestral land of the Wang family, Wang Xu drove Dunguang back the same way. As for what happened to Wang Teng, he didn't care at all.
From the beginning, Wang Xu did not think that Wang Teng was qualified to be his opponent. If the Wang family had not danced so happily, he would not have been tempted to suppress it.
Give to the gods the things that are the gods', and give to Caesar the things that are Caesar's.
Wang Teng, this little guy, should be left to Ye Han to take care of. Otherwise, he would be stuck in seclusion all day long, and wouldn't it be boring without Wang Teng, a monkey?
"Master"
After two years of separation, Wang Xu returned to Shimo Mountain and immediately found Ancestor Wu Ge.
"came back."
After not seeing each other for two years, Ancestor Wu Ge's Qi has become more and more elusive. When seeing Ancestor Wu Ge, one has the illusion of looking directly at the avenue.
The seventh level is a natural moat. In the world of Tianwu, the seventh level is revered as the Great Emperor, while in the world of immortality, the seventh level is called Daluo Jinxian.
Although Patriarch Wu Ge is not yet at the seventh level, he is still a quasi-seventh level existence that has touched the threshold. In a normal world, he is a powerful existence that is expected to hit the seventh level.
Unfortunately, both Wang Xu and Wu Ge Patriarch knew that this threshold was not easy to cross.
If Patriarch Wu Ge can go to other worlds, there is still a 30% to 40% chance of turning his cocoon into a butterfly, but here, being a quasi-emperor is his limit.
"Master, this disciple had some chance to go out this time and got some precious materials. I wonder if there are any elders in our Shimo Sect who are good at refining weapons. I want to build a suit of armor."
Wang Xu has traveled all over the world in the past two years and collected a total of seven holy weapons and hundreds of fifth-level imperial weapons. It can be said that he has gained a lot.
He didn't have many holy soldiers at all. One Fire Flag was enough for him to use temporarily. It was useless to keep so many holy soldiers. Fortunately, it was better to melt them all and create a complete set of sixth-level defensive armor.
"Build a battle armor!" Ancestor Wu Ge didn't care after hearing this, and simply said: "Elder Gu from the Weapon Refining Peak, his weapon refining skills are pretty good. It's easy to build a fifth-level imperial soldier. I'll take it with you in a moment."
Token, you go to the Refining Peak to find him."
Wang Xu didn't say anything, just looked at the ancestor Wu Ge smiling.
Ancestor Wu Ge knew something was wrong at the first glance, and asked strangely: "What materials have you found that Elder Gu can't use?"
"Hey, my disciple's luck is quite good. I went out for a walk and found seven holy weapons." Wang Xu was as humble as possible, looking like he was really lucky.
Ancestor Wu Ge was dumbfounded. Among the seven holy weapons, are the current holy weapons nothing more than cabbage?
You must know that the more advanced the weapons, the more precious the materials required. The emperor would spend his whole life to build one or two imperial weapons.
Not to mention saints, some miserable saints don’t even have holy weapons. Patriarch Wu Ge did have a few of them, but he was an invincible saint back then and lived for a full hundred thousand years. Only then did he have
Several pieces of the Saint Soldier's property.
Good guy, you have seven holy weapons with just one mouth. Did your disciple rob a certain holy place?
"Master, the seven holy weapons together are enough to create a battle armor, right?" Wang Xu smiled shyly and did not tell the origin of the holy weapons.
Ancestor Wu Ge did not ask further, but simply thought about it and said: "Enough is enough, but most holy weapons are conceived and raised by the saint himself. I want to synthesize them with seven holy weapons."
A piece of holy armor, such a blacksmith is very rare."
It's rare but not impossible. When Wang Xu heard this, he knew there was a way.
Sensing Wang Xu's eagerness, Patriarch Wu Ge did not hide it and said bluntly: "We in the Holy Land of the First Demon do not have a blacksmith of this level, but I know a person who may have a way."
"Master, who is this person?"
"Central Region Dajiang Dynasty, Hundred Forging Saint, this person comes from the top dynasty in Central Region, and has been obsessed with the art of weapon refining all his life. If he is not dead, he must be the one who can forge the Holy Armor for you."
Ancestor Wu Ge was sure when he said it before, but his tone was a little weaker when he talked about life and death.
Wang Xu's heart skipped a beat and he asked weakly: "Master, is this person dead?"
The saint's life span is no more than one hundred thousand. If there is no divine source to seal it, he will definitely die when his life span is up.
It is generally accepted that the reversal of heaven and earth happened in the past few years. Before that, the world of Tianwu had not seen a saint for hundreds of thousands of years.
Since this Hundred-Forged Saint can be remembered by Ancestor Wu Ge, he is obviously not a junior who has been promoted in the past ten years, but a genius of the same era.
"It's hard to say. If it were another great religion or dynasty, it would be difficult to have enough divine resources to seal a saint, but this Hundred Forging Saint is different. He is famous for his weapon refining and is a guest of many holy places. If he
If you don’t want to die, it’s okay to get enough divine energy to seal yourself, but "
Ancestor Wu Ge paused slightly, and then said: "The Dajiang Dynasty does not have the Heaven-Deceiving Emperor Formation, and only relies on the divine source. It is difficult to completely suppress a saint. It is difficult to say whether the Hundred-Forged Saint is still there after so many years.
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The suppression of Shenyuan is not watertight. Only by cooperating with the Deception Emperor Formation can it be foolproof and seal a saint forever.
Without the Deception Emperor Formation, the suppression would not be perfect. Even if time slows down to one ten thousandth, it is still passing slowly.
Millions of years have passed, and it is difficult to say whether the Hundred-Forged Saint is still there. Even if he is, he probably has only a short lifespan. Whether he is willing to break the seal and build the Holy Armor is another matter.
After telling the difficulty of this matter, Patriarch Wu Ge stopped talking.
When Wang Xu heard this, he thought it depends on fate.
As fate has it, the Hundred Forged Saint is still alive, so it is possible to build the Holy Armor for him.
Without fate, the Hundred-Forged Saint died, and naturally, there was no way to talk about building the Holy Armor.
Do you have this fate?
Wang Xu was very suspicious. Although he was lucky, he was not as good as the protagonist who got whatever he wanted. This matter was probably in doubt.
However, it is not Wang Xu's character to just sit back and wait for death. No matter what, he still has to go to Zhongyu to see before he can rest assured.
He still has half a plant of elixir cut from the Origin Stone in his hand. Although it is only half a plant, it is not enough to extend the saint's life for another life, but it can still make up for ten thousand years of life.
As long as the Hundred-forged Saint does not die, anything is possible. But with the sixth-level armor that is mainly for defense, coupled with his magical powers, if the Saint does not come out, the world of Tianwu will be free for him to run rampant.