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Volume 1, Chapter 415 of Yancunzheng: All members of the clan are handicraft emperors

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    See the fastest updates "Master Hua, do you know him?" Zi Baifeng was a little surprised. Listening to Zi Huayin's words, he seemed to be familiar with Hepingqi.  "When I was young, I had some interactions with him." Zi Huayin said, "In a blink of an eye, we haven't seen each other for a hundred or two hundred years." "I thought I had a place on the grandmaster list back then, but I haven't been out of the mountain for so many years.  I'm afraid my name has long since disappeared from the list of masters." He stretched out his hand and said, "Bring me the magic weapon house." Recalling the prosperous years of the past, Zi Huayin showed a different look.  The appearance is no longer the vigilance and caution of Wangdong City Lord, nor the caution of Zishi's side branch, but vaguely, it seems to be a glimpse of Zi Huayin's prosperous years when he first entered the world.  After getting the magic weapon house, Zi Huayin untied the magic weapon house and activated it with three strokes and five divisions. Zi Baifeng and Zijian looked at each other and said in their hearts, as expected, Jiang is really hot!  They spent a lot of effort in the beginning.  "If that's all, there's nothing to be afraid of." Zi Huayin went in and took a look for a moment, then said: "I have also thought about many methods over the years, but this place is too barren and there is no material for me to test. If I have enough  This Baishishan can also be collected and made into a portable magic weapon." "Really?" Zi Baifeng was extremely surprised.  "Of course. How could the reputation of Nanping Beihua and its miraculous craftsmanship be fake?" Zi Huayin patted his chest, "If I join in this bet, we will win for sure! Hey, Shi  How refreshing it is to beat him again after a few hundred years!" Hearing that Zi Huayin relied on his old age to show off his old age, Zi Baifeng felt that this kind of Zi Huayin was much more approachable and he had a bad temper.  He originally planned to go to Yinglong Sect to try his luck, but to his surprise, all the problems were solved here.  ¡°Let¡¯s go, let¡¯s go, Master Hua, come back to Zaitian Mansion with me.¡± Zi Baifeng grabbed Zi Huayin.  Zi Huayin shook his head and said: "I can't go to Zaitian Mansion. I made too many enemies back then. If the news of my appearance spreads, I'm afraid it will cause a lot of trouble. But I have a book here that records my  Some of my experiences over the years, my incompetent sons have only scratched the surface, none of them can inherit my legacy." Zi Huayin took out a book from his arms and handed it to him in a precious and precious way.  Zijian took it with both hands and turned it over, unable to take his eyes away.  "It's all trivial matters in Zaitian Mansion" Zi Huayin stretched out his hand to summon a strong man and said: "This is my third son, Zi Chenxiao. I asked him to bring dozens of clan members and hundreds of craftsmen to Zaitian Mansion. Let's  The craftsmen of Wangdong City are top-notch, and they are definitely no worse than those of Jiqiao Sect." Zi Chenxiao scratched his head and laughed sheepishly.  After introducing Zi Chenxiao, Zi Huayin asked Zi Chenxiao again: "I saw Ji Ting over there just now. What's the matter with him?" "It's the second brother." Zi Chenxiao had a trace of worry in his eyes, "The second brother went out to seek help.  The help has not come back yet. " "Chentang is second only to me in strength, so he should not be in danger." Even so, there was still a look of worry in his eyes.  If it were Wangdong City in the past, there would certainly not be too many dangers nearby, but now the spiritual energy is lacking, and the spiritual energy cannot be replenished after it is consumed. Moreover, there are too many masters who go to the vicinity every day and go to Yinglong Sect.  "I want to take some tribesmen out to search." Zichen said loudly.  Zi Huayin was still pondering, but Zi Baifeng had already said: "Third uncle, leave this matter to me. Do you have a portrait of my second uncle? Give me one." "Is this okay?" In fact, Zi Chenxiao can see  Although he seemed young and had been a monk for hundreds of years, Zi Baifeng called him "third uncle" casually.  "What's wrong with that?" Zi Baifeng said with a smile, "As long as the second uncle is still within a thousand miles, I promise to find him back within one day." Zi Chenxiao turned around and ran away. After a while, he came back with a portrait and held it.  He took Zi Baifeng's hand and said, "Brother Feng, I" He wanted to say something grateful, but he didn't know how to say it.  Zi Baifeng smiled and unfolded the portrait to take a look. The portrait was extremely well done. It looked like a photo from a previous life. A middle-aged man who was somewhat similar to Zi Huayin, but much younger and with a thin body, appeared on the page.  , Zi Baifeng raised his hand, and the portrait flew out. After a while, thousands of golden lights shot out from the bluestone and flew away.  ¡­ Zi Chentang leaned on a big stone, hiding in the shadow of the big stone. He picked up the water bag around his waist, shook it, and then put it back on his waist.  For monks, food and water are not necessary, but in places where spiritual energy is scarce, spiritual energy is used to maintain the body's consumption strength.?It was too fast and he had to extend the time by adding water and food.  And the battle just now made him feel the long-lost hunger and thirst.  He was hit by a sword on his left chest, half of his clothes were dyed red with blood, and the wound was burning and painful, but this was not the point. The point was the small bag of fine jade in his arms. These jade should be able to make the shelter more popular.  Run for a few days.  If it were in the past, he would never choose to attack the deacons of the Yinglong Sect. If the Yinglong Sect retaliates, Wangdong City will be doomed, but now he has no choice.  Not to mention, before dawn, he had witnessed a huge fireball falling from the sky. Looking at the direction, it was the direction of Wangdong City. He didn't know what kind of dire straits Wangdong City was in now.  Zichentang is the most powerful person in Wangdong City besides Zihuayin, so the direction of his search is also the direction of Yinglong Sect, the most dangerous and spiritually deficient west.  The closer he got to Yinglong Sect, the less spiritual energy he got, and he gained almost nothing along the way. He didn't even see a living person. Just when he was desperate, he saw the huge fireball, so he made a decisive decision and rushed back immediately.  Unexpectedly, on the way back, he saw the deacon of Yinglong Sect flying with his sword.  Being able to fly with a sword, his own strength should not be underestimated. Zi Chentang succeeded in a secret attack, but was still injured by the deacon's desperate counterattack.  After bandaging a little, Zichentang took a breath, struggled a little, and was about to stand up.  Suddenly, an extremely powerful force came down from the sky, and an astonishing murderous aura came from the sky. Zichentang rolled subconsciously to avoid the murderous aura. The blood-stained areas on his body were stained with sand and dust, making him especially embarrassed.  , the conceivable attack did not come.  Zichentang looked up, and in the sky, a man wearing a white robe, with skin as white as snow and eyes showing a faint golden light, descended from the sky. He was surrounded by invisible sword energy, and when he looked over  , Zichentang felt an astonishing killing intent coming towards his face. What he couldn't resist just now was just a sight.  Zichentang rolled again, the ground was still dusty, but Zichentang's back was already wet.  That was a line of sight and a sword light. If he had not avoided it, he would have been nailed to the ground by the sword light and died without a burial place.     powerful!  So strong!  The golden eyes were as terrifying and coercive as inhuman beings. Just with their eyes, they forced Zichentang to act like a monkey, running around on the ground without even daring to stop.  "Elder QianQianjian?" Zichentang blurted out subconsciously when he saw the white robe, golden eyes, and the Yinglong Sect's logo on his chest.  "How can I be called my name by an ant like you?" Elder Qianjian said coldly, "You are the one who killed my Yinglong Sect deacon?" Oops!  Zichentang was secretly frightened, fearing that there was nothing he could do now.  Even if he wanted to deny it, he couldn't deceive an expert like Elder Qianjian.  I have long heard that Elder Qianjian has the strongest attack power among the elders, but I have never heard that he is so powerful. Zichentang was even confident that he could escape from Elder Qianjian's hands.  But now, he is not even qualified to let Elder Qianjian take action?  "Look at the sword!" If you can't escape, you have to fight for it!  Zichentang roared angrily, and the long sword in his hand turned into a sword light, shooting directly at Elder Qianjian.  "The sword is a good sword, but it's a pity that people are too weak." Elder Qianjian stretched out a finger, pinched the flying sword, and shook his head gently. As soon as he raised his hand, the flying sword was struck by countless  The sword energy entangled him and started refining. At the same time, a sword energy left the side of Elder Qianjian and hit Zi Chentang's back.  The flying sword was taken away. Zichentang's chest felt like a heavy blow and he staggered. However, he could no longer escape the sword energy, so he could only close his eyes and suffer death.  "Ding!" With a melodious sound, Zichentang realized that he was not dead. When he opened his eyes again, he saw a man in golden clothes standing behind him at some unknown moment.  There was also an astonishing sword energy surrounding him, and he was facing off against Elder Qianjian.  "Who are you?" Elder Qianjian frowned slightly. The person in front of him gave him an annoying sense of familiarity. As soon as he asked the question, he suddenly realized who that person was.  The golden sword demon!  The Golden Sword Demon ignored him, just turned his head, glanced at Zichentang, and said, "Zichentang?" Those golden eyes were emotionless.  "It's meyou're" Zichentang struggled to stand up.  "Escape!" said the golden sword demon. ?"What?" Zichentang was stunned.  "I can only block three of his swords. If he uses his sword energy to refine me, it will only take ten breaths for me to be controlled by him." The golden sword demon said, "I can only buy you twelve breaths of time.  , you need to escape for twenty breaths before someone else can save you." His calm tone seemed to be talking about someone else's business.  He raised his hand and blocked Qian Jian's sword energy, saying: "Escape, I can still block eleven breaths." "I" Zi Chentang gritted his teeth, "How could I" "Escape.  "The golden sword demon turned his hand, and one hand turned into a golden sword, pointing at Zi Chentang's throat.  "Golden Sword Demon!" Elder Qianjian's golden eyes were suddenly covered with a layer of red, "Zi Baifeng He actually came here? Hahahaha, God help me! Zi Baifeng, today is the day you die.  !¡± ¡°Boom!¡± The sword heart beat violently in his chest, as if in response to his murderous intention.
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