MTL - Begin Immortality By Slaying Demons-Chapter 255 The magic weapon is born

Chapter 255 The magic weapon is born

 Lizhou, Qizong.

 The town at the foot of the mountain is crowded with people, most of whom are unfamiliar faces.



The Demon Suppression Division officers were dispatched in full force, trying their best to maintain order.

The moire-patterned black shirt, which could make demons and martial artists extremely fearful, was not taken into consideration by this group of strangers.

 What really made them calm down was the invisible ghost hanging in the sky.

Although invisible to the naked eye, the strong pressure of the upper-level martial immortals has already enveloped the entire Qi Zong.

 “We want to go up the mountain to watch the ceremony.”

The monks with advanced realms gathered at the foot of the mountain, and the Qi Sect disciples welcomed them into the mountain politely.

·Hou Wanshan watched this place silently.

“If it weren’t for Qi Zong, I wouldn’t have known that Grandmaster Hunyuan existed in Lizhou.”

“I didn’t expect that just a small place in Daqian Dynasty could have the means to forge magic weapons.” A monk shook his head and sighed.

The Lin family couple held long swords and guarded the mountain paths as disciples of the martial arts temple.

 A group of foreign monks looked at the sky. Although they had different thoughts, they all nodded: "Thank you Sect Qi for the hospitality."

There were a few strong men with obviously extraordinary temperaments and well-known families. They only glanced at them and then returned their sights to the top of the mountain.

Although his realm is high, it is not that easy to dominate the crowd.

“The Qi Zong has prepared a place for you, but the top of the mountain is a forbidden area, so I hope you won’t trespass.”

At the top of the mountain, thick white fog gathered into clouds, making the entire hill feel like it was in the cold winter. The treetops were covered with white frost, and the cold wind howled and blew up ice leaves.

This means that the time is still short. If it is delayed for another month or two, maybe even the powerful people in the God Transformation Realm will come and visit in person, especially the Xuanguang Cave...

　　　…”

Besides, it is still unknown whether a magic weapon can be truly created.

 In the previous martial arts temple, it only took one word to make them disperse, but now...it can barely scare everyone without causing any trouble, which is already considered good.

If you want to win over Qi Zong, you don't need to be polite.

 There are many traveling monks in Daqian.

Once it is built, the ownership of the magic weapon must be determined first, and the wooing can be discussed later.

The forces of all parties are too mixed, and the decline of Daqian is gradually showing, and it cannot afford to offend so many people.

These words seemed to remind everyone, and other monks suddenly began to greet the disciples of the Qi Sect next to them in a friendly manner.

Hou Wanshan slowly clasped his hands, feeling a little pressure.

 On the contrary, the Martial Temple is quite comfortable.

The news of the birth of the magic weapon was so great that it was spread to ten people and hundreds of people. In the end, it became known to everyone.

 Hearing the news, everyone gathered together.

No matter what, I have to bring a golden body to calm down the scene.

Without putting any pressure on Qi Zong, these blacksmiths might really bring their magic weapons to join other forces.

As expected, Hou Wanshan soon heard a few whispers.

“Brother Qingyang, has Sect Master Lin ever considered placing the Qi Sect in a more suitable place?”

“Although I feel at ease with the big tree of the Martial Temple at my back, they are Yin Shen monks after all, and they may not take you seriously.”

"I know you are a disciple of the Martial Arts Temple, but what can they give you, the Golden Body Technique? You can't use it, why not..."

Lin Qingyang listened to the whisper in his ear and saw that a strong man with a higher level than himself actually treated him as a brother. Although his expression did not change, he felt inexplicably relieved.

 At the same time, he also murmured secretly.

If the Wu Temple was really a big tree, this group of people would not dare to say these things to his face. They all know what Daqian's situation is now, so they can just talk politely.

He said absently and perfunctorily: "What's the use of talking to me about this? My father still has the final say on what the Qi Sect will do."

The man wanted to say something more, but Mrs. Lin politely stopped her with a raised palm: "Senior, don't mention it again, the sect master has his own arrangements."

 “That’s good, that’s good.”

The man smiled bitterly, retreated back to the crowd, and continued to look at the top of the mountain.

Qi Zong has finally gained some fame, and these blacksmiths are all smart people and they all know how to take advantage of this gust of wind. In fact, it is not difficult to choose whether to become a powerful clan or to accompany a rotten tree to slowly rot and wait to die.

 Suddenly, in full view of everyone.

 The white mist in the sky quickly shrank downwards until it disappeared.

However, everyone felt a biting chill.

The experts with extraordinary temperaments among them had a little surprise on their faces, and then they looked at each other, snorted coldly, and slapped their palms towards their waists.

 The atmosphere suddenly became extremely tense.

 The magic weapon is ready! Then it’s time to make an offer.

Everyone was staring closely at the mountain path. After a while, a slovenly old man trotted down with a jade box in his arms.

Just when they were about to greet him, they saw Lin Jingyi burying his head and waving his hands: "Give way."

 Then he ran down the mountain in a hurry.

 Only a group of stunned monks were left.

Even Hou Wanshan hanging in the sky was a little surprised: "..."

 This old man is obsessed with making the Qi Sect rise. When did he become so well-behaved and honest?

 “Follow me!”

The middle-aged expert frowned and spat, then walked down the mountain.

 So many people have been waiting for many days.

 It’s okay that the Qi Zong didn’t even give them a chance to bid. They didn’t even bother to take it out to see what the magic weapon looked like. They really couldn’t be fooled into thinking they were monkeys.

 Small building on the mountainside.

Lin Jingyi patted the door of the house, and after receiving a response, he pushed the door open and entered.

 Looking at the young man in black shirt sitting quietly on the futon.

 He forced a smile and handed over the jade box: "Master Shen, the old man did not disappoint you, it's done."

 “Thank you for your hard work.” Shen Yi opened her eyes and nodded slightly.

"It's not hard, it's not hard, it should be." Lin Jingyi shook his head quickly, and then said: "You watch first, I'll go out and get rid of them."

 After saying that, the old man exited the small building slowly and slowly.

Turning around, he encountered a group of foreign monks with ugly faces. Even Lin Qingyang stared at his father in confusion.

 Such a good opportunity wasted like this?

Has your brain been damaged by blacksmithing?

“Everyone, there’s nothing to see. I’m going to send someone to prepare a banquet so that you can enjoy it.”

Lin Jingyi forced a smile.

His eyes quickly swept over the experts.

 Grandmaster Hunyuan...is useless.

Just these two or three people, if they dare to follow Mr. Shen and leave Daqian, it will only take two hours.

The old man didn’t want to hear Shen Yi say to him, “Can we move on to the next step?”

 “Enjoy yourself?”

Most of the monks watching the excitement did not speak. The Hunyuan Grandmasters standing in front all had gloomy eyes.

 One of them has already clenched his palm into a fist.

Under the gaze of so many eyes, Lin Jingyi looked extremely relaxed. He stood at the door of the small building without even a trace of worry on his face.

　　　…”

Grandmaster Hunyuan raised his eyes and glanced at the sky.

 There are very few stupid people who can achieve such a state of cultivation.

 It is absolutely impossible for a high-level martial immortal to give Qi Zong such confidence.

Who is in that small building?

Is it possible that someone really moved one of the corpses from the martial arts temple?

 (End of this chapter)