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Chapter 339 Hunyuan Sword Armor 2

On the second day, the negotiation was successfully completed.
Song Zheng got the weapon recipe of Hunyuan Sword Armor and sent the remaining half of the cauldron weapon recipe - it was the same cauldron that those terrifying warships used to attack in the water battle of Linghe River.
The reason why he gave away this half of the weapon prescription before was because he guessed that the Refining Sword Sect was located on the bank of the Ling River, and he probably knew something about the other side. Facts have proved that his guess was correct.
Although he didn't understand the details, he achieved his goal.
Perhaps the weapon prescription of Hunyuan Sword Armor is no longer as important to the current Refining Sword Sect as before, but Song Zheng can still use the weapon recipe of Hunyuan Sword Armor to realize his own intentions, which is enough.
In addition to the weapon, the Refining Sword Sect also used a piece of Hunyuan Sword Armor to exchange for ninety-six precious treasure materials from Song Zheng. These treasure materials, combined with the materials already collected in the sect, are enough to refine the second
Set of Zhenxu Sword Armor.
Exchanging treasure materials for swords and armor, both parties felt that this transaction could last for a long time.
Song Zheng has the recipe for Hunyuan Sword Armor, and he can ask Lin Zhengu to refine it in the future. However, Master Lin does not have the time to make low-level sword armor, and the demand for low-level sword armor is greater, so he can ask Lin Zhengu to make it from the Refining Sword Sect.
Exchange there.
Xie Mian and Huang Jiuan suppressed their excitement and returned to the sect with the cauldron and the equipment. Song Zheng handed the Hunyuan Sword Armor and the equipment to Qi Bingchen and asked him to visit Tianshi Sword Sect again.
Negotiating with Hunyuan Sword Armor as a bargaining chip, and seeing with your own eyes a forty-foot-tall magnificent sword armor composed of ninety-seven thousand flying swords, are completely different feelings.
As a sword cultivator, when Xiang Zun saw the Hunyuan Sword Armor for the first time, he couldn't help himself and fell deeply in love with it!
Xiang Zun closed his mouth tightly and walked around the Hunyuan Sword Armor nine times. He did not dare to speak, fearing that his saliva would flow out as soon as he opened his mouth. Then he thought about it for a long time and said to Qi Bingchen: "Brother Qi, please wait a moment.
"
He came out of the Little Sumeru Realm and went to call the seven elders in the sect together - this pot was too big and he didn't dare to carry it alone. If he was really implicated in the future and became the object of the Queen Mother's hatred, then it would be too
A decision we all make together.
It is conceivable that the Hunyuan Sword Armor will enhance the strength of the Tianshi Sword Sect. With this thing, maybe in a few thousand years, the Tianshi Sword Sect will also need to retire and become the outer Tianmen!
After the seven elders came in, they saw that the Hunyuan Sword Armor could not walk. Although they were all ancestors, they had become Yin Gods, and their moral cultivation was extremely firm, but for sword cultivators, all the beauty in the world is not as good as one.
A good sword.
The old god Qi Bingchen was there and had been waiting quietly aside. At this time, he felt that he no longer needed to waste any saliva on persuasion.
He was very moved when he saw this Hunyuan Sword Armor, let alone these sword cultivators who could eat their swords like their lives.
As expected by Xiang Zun, the seven elders looked at each other and nodded together: "Huang Tian established the holy religion to bring disaster to the country and the people. It is our unshirkable responsibility to eradicate these evildoers!"
"The spirit of the Patriarch of the Heavenly Master and Army God in Heaven will also support our decision!"
Qi Bingchen blinked. As expected, the older he gets, the thicker his skin becomes.
A few hours later, he quietly returned to the yamen of the Longyi General Administration of Health and told Song Zheng: "Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life."
Song Zheng smiled, this was expected. Then he asked: "Is Senior Lu back?"
"not yet."
"Just wait a little longer."

Lu Wanmin's delay was longer, and the news he brought was not very good.
"The other party was a little hesitant." He reported to Song Zheng in the secret room: "This is understandable. After all, we have killed you to death before, and suddenly we have to join forces. It is difficult to build trust."
Song Zheng sneered: "He should understand that without us, he is no match for Huang Tianli's Holy Cult."
"My subordinates also persuaded me in the same way, and the other party put forward a condition."
"What conditions?"
Lu Wanmin hesitated and said: "He hopes to make a 'god oath' with the Lord to bind each other, at least in this action, not to betray each other."
Song Zheng frowned and said, "He is indeed an old fox."
Lu Wanmin said nothing more. He was responsible for executing the plan proposed by the Lord, but the final decision was yours.
Song Zheng thought about it repeatedly. The oath of the gods is an ancient covenant based on the Yin gods of both parties and witnessed by the law of heaven. The origin cannot be verified. It is said that it was the most binding covenant in the previous era.
exist.
Once the oath is broken, no one can escape the punishment of the law of heaven. It is said that since this oath was made, there has never been a violation of the oath.
But it is said that rumors are the most unreliable. Song Zheng does not doubt that the other party has the means to escape or deceive this kind of oath.
But now he can't think of any way to escape the punishment of the oath. He doesn't subjectively want to violate the oaths of both parties, but when dancing with wolves, he must be secretly wary.
He said: "Let me think about it."

A few days later, Fan Baiyong came back in a state of embarrassment.
He fell outside the north city gate of the capital. After being discovered by the city defense soldiers, they immediately notified Longyi Guards and were then carried back by four school captains.
Fan Baiyong was seriously injured, and both of his ears were cut off. Moreover, the opponent also used a special technique, and the power was concentrated on the wounds on his ears. Without erasing the power of sealing the wounds, Fan Baiyong could not activate it.
Secret method to grow both ears.
When Song Zheng saw him, his heart sank, knowing that a real internal fight between Long Yiwei was inevitable.
Fan Baiyong volunteered to convince the Saibei Tiying army. They were Wan Kehao's direct troops. They fought against the Seven Killers in Saibei all year round and were strong and brave.
He said in a deep voice: "Treat the injury."
Of course, Mr. Song does not need to do these things. The worshiper stepped forward and removed the Yuan Neng that blocked the wound. Then the clever alchemist came forward, checked the injury, took out concentrated symptomatic elixirs from the mustard finger and fed it.
.
After less than half an hour, Fan Baiyong let out a sigh of relief. The injuries on his body improved rapidly, and his eyes, which had been swollen, were able to open.
He was so ashamed that he wanted to get out of bed and kneel down to apologize: "Sir, this subordinate is useless and has betrayed your trust..."
Song Zheng waved his hand, ignored his coyness, and asked, "What's going on?"
Fan Baiyong looked puzzled: "My subordinates... think this matter is a bit strange."
"Huh?" Song Zheng noticed something keenly.

Six hundred miles north of the capital, there is a large camp under an unknown barren mountain. The terrain here is not dangerous because there are no military leaders. However, it is only more than a hundred miles away from the Beishan Camp, but the Beishan Camp is
Turn a blind eye to this.
This camp has been established for seven or eight days. It is known as the Captain of the Three Thousand Ti Camp. But Song Zheng stood on a hill thirty miles outside the camp and looked into the camp. In terms of scale, this camp was at least as large as
It can accommodate nine thousand people!
Moreover, the atmosphere of the camp was formidable, with the evil spirit of the army condensed within it, and there were special red clouds in the sky that could not be dispersed by the wind.
It can be seen that among them are all elites from hundreds of battles.
When you look again, you can see many details, many battle tools, and many strong men.
At the four corners of the military stronghold, there are huge watchtowers. They look ordinary, but they are magical weapons made of Baosteel. They are extremely strong. On them are placed four ravaging-level combat tools "Flame Dragon Roar".
", this is a new and powerful combat tool newly equipped by the Northern Front Army last year. It can bombard three hundred miles away and is powerful enough to threaten our ancestors!
It is said that the Chief Assistant played a vital role in strengthening the equipment of the Nine Towns of Saibei when the dynasty was in such a state of decay. And this matter is probably one of the important steps for the Chief Assistant to control the Nine Towns of Saibei.
Under the roar of the flame dragon, there are three types of less powerful wrath-level combat tools, and nine types of calamity-level combat tools - the total number of combat tools is more than a hundred.
This is far beyond normal equipment standards.
In addition, Song Zheng also saw three peak ancestors sitting in the military camp. They had obvious blood evil energy condensed on them, which was obviously condensed by fighting against the demon clan day and night in the border town - only the military
Only the strongest among them can have such a strong blood evil spirit.
Behind Song Zheng were Qi Bingchen, Lu Wanmin and Sun Bianfei, the three peak ancestors. He smiled and turned around and asked: "Seniors have also seen it, elite soldiers and strong generals, this is not the Saibeiti camp, or it is not simple.
It is said that it is the Saibeiti Camp, which is a powerful force mixed with the border army and the Ti Camp.
There is a peak ancestor sitting in charge..."
Sun Bianfei was gearing up. The last time Song Zheng created Longtan, he destroyed the secret lair of Huang Tianli Holy Cult. He didn't get a chance to take action, so he has been itching to do it recently.
"So what? In the duel between ancestors, what matters is not bravery, but magical power. They fight day and night and rely on blood and courage to reach the top. Their own foundation has long been unstable due to repeated injuries. I can easily do it.
Kill one."
He originally thought that following Liu Chengfei to Lord Song's command, there would be many battles waiting for him, but he didn't expect that he would only take action now.
Qi Bingchen and Lu Wanmin on the side are not so optimistic. They understand the strong men in the army better and know that it is not as simple as Sun Bianfei said. Strong men who have experienced life and death again and again must not be underestimated.
Song Zheng smiled slightly and said, "That's it for today. Let's go back first."
Fan Baiyong had been on good terms with Wan Kehao in the past, and had more or less friendships with some of Wan Kehao's confidants. Wan Kehao went to Beijing and left his confidant Nangong Bei in Saibei to consolidate his foundation.
This time the Saibeiti camp entered Beijing, mainly focusing on Nangong Bei. Fan Baiyong and Nangongbei had a drink together, and they had a good conversation at that time. He was 70% sure to persuade the Saibeiti camp, which had lost its backer Wan Kehao, to abandon the dark side and join the bright side.
, he rushed to the camp and found that the Saibeiti camp had been stationed there for a few days. He suddenly felt happy, thinking that the Saibeiti camp had hesitated and did not dare to enter the capital.
Chapter completed!
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