One thousand two hundred and ninety-three chapters, mysterious copper furnace
Although the situation was a bit embarrassing, the two of them were not ordinary people, so they quickly pretended that nothing happened.
"Seizing a holy land is not an easy task." Lin Xi said in a deep voice.
Du Ying nodded and was silent for a long time: "I can help Wenxinhui refine a sacred weapon, but you must prepare all the materials, and I cannot guarantee the success rate."
Lin Xi was shocked: "What did you say? Sacred weapon?"
Du Ying was also slightly surprised: "Don't Wen Xinhui know?"
"Why I should know."
"Didn't Wen Xinhui investigate me for a long time and decide to accept my commission?"
The most eye-catching ability of Du Ying is that he has refined holy weapons, which are the kind of magic weapons that truly contain part of the holy power.
Not many people know this, and he hides it very well.
But he has used this method to conduct transactions with several top sects.
He subconsciously thought that Wen Xinhui must have investigated him clearly, so he didn't think that Wen Xinhui didn't know this, so he simply said it openly.
If you don't know this, why should the other party help you?
But looking at the other party's reaction now, it seems that is not the case.
Lin Xi calmed down: "Oh, that's it. In fact, I just came here under orders, so I don't know much about you. Maybe the ancestors in the meeting took this into consideration."
Du Ying nodded without any doubt.
Naturally, a group of old monsters have the final say for such a large force.
Could it be that the young man in front of me makes the decision?
"You can actually refine the tools of a saint." Lin Xi suppressed her inner surprise.
Du Ying nodded: "But it's difficult. I don't have many examples of successful refining. The most important thing is that I need the mark left by the saint as the material."
Lin Xi suddenly realized that this was normal.
Otherwise, it would be impossible to give the magic weapon the power unique to the saint out of thin air.
And by using this to cover up his own purpose, no one will doubt the reason why he occupied the saint.
"It's ok, let's make the deal." Lin Xi agreed directly: "Wen Xinhui can solve any materials needed."
This is a real surprise.
Originally I just wanted to gain trust and then talk.
I didn't expect this kid to have such ability.
At this moment, Lin Xi had already considered keeping him in Wenxinhui.
Du Ying took a few steps back and said with a dry smile: "Senior, it's time for us to take action."
He's not stupid.
All the forces that knew about his ability had all planned to keep him, but he had no intention of agreeing.
In addition to refining weapons, he also needs time to practice.
Time is already very tight.
If he joins any big force, he may be forced to occupy most of his time. This is not a situation he wants to see.
Feeling Du Ying's vigilance, Lin Xi didn't say much and just said: "Then let's go."
The two approached the holy place.
The restriction outside the holy land is filled with powerful power.
Outsiders cannot approach easily.
Once they are recognized by the ban, they may be greeted by the terrifying power of thunder.
Lin Xi was not afraid of the power of thunder.
However, Du Ying's realm is only transformed into a god after all, so I'm afraid it won't be easy to fight against.
"In order to avoid alerting others, I will take you in." Lin Xi said in a low voice.
Unexpectedly, Du Ying was a little stubborn: "No need, senior, I can bypass the restriction myself."
"Um?"
Du Ying patted the Qiankun bag on his waist, and a plain and simple crown appeared in his hand. The crown was engraved with mysterious textures and shone with a faint light, making him look even more handsome.
Lin Xi's consciousness swept around the crown, not detecting any strong power, but he detected a faint trace of holy power.
"Holy weapon?!" Lin Xi was shocked.
This crown is obviously a sacred instrument.
And there is a high probability that it was refined by Du Ying himself.
After Du Ying put on the crown, his aura slowly dissipated and finally disappeared completely. He flew to the holy land carefully without disturbing any restrictions.
Lin Xi couldn't help but admire: "What a powerful sacred weapon."
With this magic weapon, you can break into many dangerous places directly.
Although it is not a combat-type magic weapon, its value is probably high rather than low.
Du Ying passed through the restriction and found a safe place to hide, avoiding the guards. Then she looked at Lin Xi and said to herself: "Let me see what you are capable of."
This restriction can completely kill the combined monk.
The next moment, Lin Xi walked quietly like a leisurely stroll in the courtyard, her figure was illusory and ethereal, as if she did not exist in this world at all.
The clouds are light and the wind is light, just like a blue cloud floating quietly by.
After a while, Lin Xi came to Du Ying.
Du Ying was obviously a little shocked. She lowered her head to hide her surprise: "Senior, it's a good trick."
"You're not bad, let's go in and take a look." Lin Xi said lightly: "I hope the guards inside are weaker and it can save some trouble."
Lin Xi flew directly into the Holy Land, with Du Ying following closely behind.
He could feel Lin Xi's strong confidence.
Du Ying knew that this person was probably at the top of the list in terms of strength.
But fortunately, it is just a combination after all.
If Wen Xinhui sent a half-saint to help him, he would probably be too worried to accept the help. There would be gains and losses. If a semi-saint comes to help, he must have a bigger plot, and maybe he is here to arrest him.
A master of weapon refining is a prize in the eyes of countless forces.
Instead, a comrade came to help, which made him feel more at ease.
Lin Xi originally thought that there would not be too many monks in the Holy Land, because the area was relatively remote and the Dark Cloud Cave was not located here at all.
So it stands to reason that not too many monks will be sent here.
It is impossible to send out all the strong men, and your own sect will be left empty.
But at this moment, Lin Xi sensed a powerful aura that was at least five combined levels.
"It's strange. There seem to be only seven people in Dark Cloud Cave. Why are so many here? It just happened that they came here to realize enlightenment together?" Lin Xi was a little confused.
Du Ying was also a little puzzled and a little worried.
With so many combinations, wouldn't it be even more troublesome?
The size of the holy land here is not large. It is almost a desolate pile of stones. It is rough and dry. The gravel is surrounded by a backward and primitive feeling, and the center of the stone pile is the holy land.
There are actually fewer saintly imprints left here.
Obviously, the saint only stayed here for a short time.
But it is enough for future generations to fight for it with all their lives.
At this moment, in the Holy Land, the outer perimeter is full of monks from Dark Cloud Cave, all of whom are at the level of gods. There are about twenty of them. In the center, there are four male, one female and five fused monks.
The leader was an old man with a strong spirit and an immortal spirit. His expression was unprecedentedly solemn, and his eyes showed a bit of flaming enthusiasm.
This person is Hong Yun, the master of Dark Cloud Cave.
"It's time to begin." The old man spoke slowly: "By winning the Holy Land, we finally have the opportunity to try the results of our Dark Cloud Cave's hundreds of years of hard work."
Everyone nodded, all unconsciously excited and excited.
I saw the old man slowly taking out a mysterious copper furnace.
There are various patterns of birds and animals on the copper stove, which seem to come from the ancient wilderness. The texture of bronze exudes majestic power.
The interior of the furnace is imprinted with countless powerful and simple textures, intertwined together, and it actually reveals a faint hint of holy power, giving it a shuddering aura.
It turned out to be a sacred artifact.
However, there are some inconsistent faults in the texture, which seems to be a problem with the sacrifice.