This weapon refiner was so vast that Zhao Chu could not describe it in words.
Rows of neatly arranged black iron stones are like an army of steel waiting for inspection... You know, a black iron stone on the market is worth 100,000 gold coins, and the cheapest ore here alone is worth close to 90 million.
"This is black salt water... the essence of black iron stone used to cool down fever... It is extremely difficult to buy on the market. Last time in Wuhui City, Bai Zhuoyue only saved half a catty in three months... There are enough here.
bucket."
"This is Wen Ji Stone... This is a strange stone for making precision parts..."
"This is tiger smoke..."
"This is the best black steel..."
Unknowingly, for a whole hour, Zhao Chu visited the weapon refining room along the way, and his heart was filled with huge waves.
Finally, he came to the end.
There is a throne here, luxurious and noble, covered with a layer of tiger skin. Zhao Chu looked at the evil demon log and knew that the tiger skin was the skin of the snow tiger, the great foundation-building demon of the evil demon clan.
It is said that this kind of skin is the exclusive seat cushion for the emperors of the northern realm. Some small countries even dare to start a war for a piece of snow tiger skin.
Even the great emperor of the Qinggu Kingdom only obtained the skin of a snow tiger more than 50 years ago.
"It seems that during the years when Mo Yihan was dormant in the Tianci Sect, he still couldn't let go of his status in the Divine Power Imperial Court, so he built such a refining palace. Here, he is the only... great emperor!"
Zhao Chu stood in front of the throne, overlooking the earth.
Sure enough, the densely packed and overwhelming weapons-refining materials were like civil servants and military generals, arranging their troops and kneeling devoutly towards the emperor.
At this moment, Zhao Chu's calm heart suddenly surged with a power of control that dominated the world. It seemed that in one thought, the mountains and rivers were like a painting, and in the next moment, blood rained down and blood flowed into rivers.
With one word from the emperor, the country changed.
This is the courage of the supreme strong man.
"No... Actually, I have no interest in becoming an emperor. Putting on that dragon robe and gaining control of the power to dominate the world, I also lost the happiness of a carefree life."
"What I want is freedom, the ease and ease of being proud of the world. You can be in the forbidden areas of the nine sects or the imperial garden. I can come when I want and leave when I want... I want to have porridge in the Divine Power Imperial Court today.
I'm going. I see you are angry, even if you are the prince of the imperial court, I will kill you."
"But this mere freedom is more difficult than that dragon robe."
Zhao Chu shook his head and did not sit down on it, although the snow tiger skin was fatally attractive to everyone.
"The freedom I understand does not mean that I can do whatever I want... but that I don't want to do anything. No one in the world can force me to do anything... Freedom is a higher status than the emperor."
Zhao Chu's long hair was flying, and a storm of faith arose in his heart. His Taoist heart was crystal clear, and his enlightenment seemed to be stronger at this moment.
After pondering for a few minutes, Zhao Chu found a thick notebook next to the throne.
Zhao Chu picked it up, but found that it could not be opened... He smiled, flicked his fingers, and the 'stele' at the bottom of the purple sea in his dantian trembled slightly, and a trace of blood essence power from Mo Yihan filled the air.
Xiao Zha's light suddenly changed, and then the ban disappeared.
At that time, Mo Yihan poured blood into the elemental weapon, which also allowed Zhao Chu to control part of his bloodline power.
"In the year 3524 of the Northern Realm, I, Mo Yihan, broke through the sea of qi and achieved the foundation of the inscription. From then on, I am unparalleled in the world... The powers of the Divine Power Holy Land are ready to tremble..."
"In the year 3536 of the Northern Realm, in just twelve years, I, Mo Yihan, defeated all the weapon refiners of Shenwei Holy Land...in 569 battles, all of them were mobs."
"In the year 3586 of the Northern Realm, fifty years have passed. I have made a breakthrough from the early stage of foundation building to the late stage of foundation building. In three years, I will reach the state of great perfection..."
"In the year 3590 of the Northern Realm, it is one year ahead of schedule. I am building the foundation to the peak and preparing the golden elixir."
"In the year 3608 of the Northern Realm, I finally broke through the golden elixir and became the first elder of the Divine Power Holy Land... But I felt empty. I looked up at the sky and couldn't see my head. It seemed like there was a layer of gray fog..."
"In the year 3618 of the Northern Realm, for ten years, I have calculated the secrets of heaven and found that everything is in vain...the great emperor and the Nascent Soul are all passers-by and chess pieces...the only way to seize the fortune is natural selection.
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"In the year 3630 of the Northern Realm, from now on, the Shenwei Imperial Court no longer has the first blacksmith Mo Yihan. I am going to the Qinggu Kingdom in the distance, which is a small and barren country."
Zhao Chu sat on the steps, flipping through his notebooks, frowning slightly.
It's hard to tell that under Mo Yihan's rough and arrogant appearance, he has a delicate heart and a good habit of keeping a diary.
"Northern Calendar 36...I found Yuan Langtian's tomb, but unfortunately everything came to nothing..."
"...I have found a person who is suitable for cultivating the Taishang Daoji chapter... I want to use his Daoji to forge the element of natural selection."
"Idiot, with just a golden elixir, you dare to kill everyone. You are looking for death... It's a pity that I arranged it..."
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"This should be the node where Shen Fusheng's death was recorded..."
Zhao Chu flipped through it at random, and many of them contained messy mood states. In fact, Mo Yihan's life was quite miserable.
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"Fifty years have passed, and they are all useless. They can't even understand the characters of the Taiqing Ancient Bell...Am I wrong? Can I really not wait until Zixia builds the foundation before being born again?"
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"No, I have to persist, even if 100 years have passed!"
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"I didn't expect that the Qinggu Kingdom would have such a rich treasure for refining weapons. From today on, this will be my emperor's exclusive palace..."
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"Thirty years have passed, and the emperor's palace has finally grown in size... Looking for some materials to forge the mighty cannon..."
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"I have lived in the Qinggu Kingdom for 160 years. My vitality is getting weaker and weaker day by day, but the spiritual power in the Taiqing Ancient Bell is also getting weaker day by day. What should I do... No, I have to strengthen my Taoist heart. Someone will come.
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"The Qinggu Kingdom is too barren. The materials I found are only enough to forge 300 powerful cannons, but it is enough... After I Yuanying, I will first kill the Qinggu Emperor. Although these cannons are not useful, they are useful to the people.
Some confidence…”
"My life is about to end, and I only have ten years left... If it is not a natural selection, I will have to find an apprentice to inherit the mantle."
"In the barren Qinggu Country, I finally found a spirit body...the Nine-Orificed Exquisite Body...Fang Sanwan, I forgive you for sealing your body, because I don't want you to be snatched away. You are my disciple."
Bang!
Seeing this, Zhao Chu slammed the ground hard.
No wonder he always felt that Fang Sanwan was weird. He obviously didn't have any flaws, but he could only stay in the first level of Qi refining. Even after taking his own Qi Hai Dan, he still couldn't break through. It turned out that Mo Yihan had sealed his spirit body, thereby imprisoning him.
A sea of qi in Dantian.
Zhao Chu actually used the demon mirror to secretly detect Fang Sanwan, but Mo Yihan didn't know what method he used, and the demon mirror didn't detect it.
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"God help me, someone actually understood the fundamental chapter of the Supreme Dao..."
"Damn the nine major factions, please don't mess up my plan..."
"What a cunning boy, he knows how to be patient..."
"This kid has a golden elixir master, I'm going to take action..."
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"Year 3850 in the Northern Calendar, this is a historic day... The element of natural selection will be born today..."
Seeing this, Zhao Chu closed the small letter.
This tycoon, who worked hard and tried his best, ended on this day forever.
Although Zhao Chu had a deep hatred for him, he still couldn't help but admire Mo Yihan in his heart.
If a person dares to jump off the mountain top and walk again, it proves his cruelty. If Zhao Chu didn't have so many trump cards, he would have a good chance of becoming the next natural selection power in the northern realm.
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A few minutes later, Zhao Chu destroyed Xiao Zha with a fire. He put the useless snow tiger skin into the Qiankun Ring and smashed the throne with one punch.
After the throne was shattered, three hundred golden dusts floated in the air, blooming with unparalleled brilliance.
"Yuan Magnetic Gold Dust... Mo Yihan, 200 years ago, I accepted the magic weapons you were proud of for you. In the future, they will bloom again."
Within the Yuan Qi, Zhao Chu activated a trace of Mo Yihan's essence and blood, and the 300 grains of Yuan Magnetic Gold Dust suddenly trembled.
Subsequently, these golden dusts were manipulated by Zhao Chu like arms, constantly changing into various shapes... Zhao Chu even combined them into a big sword, floating in the air. Unfortunately, he just stepped on it and flew for less than two turns. Yuanci
The gold dust cannot hold it up.
"Alas, it's a pity... After all, it's not a spirit body. It's just a trace of the power of essence and blood. It can't be a great weapon."
According to Xiao Zha's records, this Yuan Magnetic Gold Dust was a magic weapon refined by Mo Yihan before the golden elixir was shattered. Although it was not as powerful as the Yuan Weapon back then, it was very dexterous... Those dust particles were as small as
The golden particles, when combined, become a powerful weapon. When scattered, they become three hundred weak weapons, with endless uses.
After putting away the magnetic gold dust, Zhao Chu walked to the darkness again and stared at a huge halberd that was as tall as two people.
The whole body of the halberd was blood red, and it was recorded in the notebook that it was the last magical weapon that Mo Yihan refined for someone else. However, before the owner came to pick it up, he left the Divine Power Holy Land and came to the Qinggu Kingdom.
This blood dragon halberd was forged from 56 kinds of high-quality steel materials. Even Mo Yihan had to forge it for a full 36 days. Finally, it was soaked in the blood of 21 kinds of foundation-building demons for 7749 days, making the blood dragon halberd.
The halberd cuts through thorns, and every blow is like a vicious demon coming. Some weak monks will even be frightened to death.
Mo Yihan once held the Blood Dragon Halberd and secretly went to the battlefield of the evil demon. He found that the blood energy of the blood dragon halberd seemed to exert more pressure on the evil demon. Some weak evil demons could be frightened to death directly.
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This Blood Dragon Halberd also has a shortcoming, that is, it cannot be used at all under the Foundation Establishment Realm... There is no Qi Refining Realm that can resist the murderous backlash of the Demon King and the Fierce Demon.
"Is the Qi Refining Realm unable to resist?"
Zhao Chu clasped the Blood Dragon Halberd tightly with his palm, and swung his arm... boom... a deafening loud noise fell, the Blood Dragon Halberd rose up from the ground, and the earth was shaken to pieces.
Suddenly, the blood flow was overwhelming, and Zhao Chu concentrated and closed his eyes.
Outside of his spiritual thoughts, he was suddenly surrounded by 100 big demons. Their roars and roars shook the nine heavens... They turned around and the earth collapsed. Zhao Chu had the illusion that he was about to be torn into ten thousand pieces, and his liver and gallbladder were split.
"Hmph... You dare to be so presumptuous even if you are just bloody-minded... Look at my purple thunder that is thirty thousand miles away."
Zhao Chu's pupils suddenly opened, and suddenly, a layer of deep and luxurious purple clouds covered the blood cloud... Purple thunder flashed in the clouds, like ninety thousand thunder snakes roaring.
Crackling!
After a burst of fierce and dense thunder, the blood cloud collapsed, and the Blood Dragon Halberd was surrounded by thousands of purple thunders, buzzing.
Later, a will to surrender was conveyed to Zhao Chu's mind.
"Although I like big swords, I don't have any weapons at the moment. Please accompany me to fight... After I can completely control the weapons, I will pass you on to Fang Sanwan."
Zhao Chu flicked his finger, and the Blood Dragon Halberd sank directly into the Qiankun Ring.
According to Mo Yihan's records, the Blood Dragon Halberd currently has no owner, and the former planned to pass it on to his apprentice. Although Fang Sanwan was tricked by him, Zhao Chu decided to respect his wishes for once.
But everything will have to wait until Fang Sanwan breaks through. Right now, he can't control the Blood Dragon Halberd.
"There are still raw materials for 300 powerful cannons here. There is less than a month left before the Thousand Sects Potential Battle. There is still enough time... I will first turn these raw materials into real... Zeyan cannons!"
Zhao Chu took a deep breath.
This time, the raw materials were sufficient and of the highest quality, so he no longer had to reluctantly forge the Dongyuan cannon.
The name of the new gun is Zeyan... to commemorate his teacher and his wife who has not yet entered the bridal chamber.