Chapter 454 The persistence of the civil servant
"Repeat the name?"
Jiang Lin remembered Xie Yushuang, who was sitting upright over the courtyard. She was a disciple of Xujiandao.
Everything is a coincidence, that is not a coincidence. "So, Xinshan saved the blind girl at the beginning, and Gu Anning gave the yard by chance, and finally gave birth to the future Master of Void Supervision?"
Jiang Lin looked up at the picture of the bird hanging in front of him. The dead branches were covered with blank space.
But now, what he saw was no longer a blank, but countless thin filaments wrapped around it.
"The birds that once fell on the branches have disappeared. Is this inevitable or accidental?"
Jiang Lin stared at the blank space, as if he had seen countless blurry scenes. The invisible pen and ink are stained and fall on the paper.
The old man once said that the reason why the scroll was damaged was because the painter was also a person in the painting.
Jiang Lin did not think about this sentence carefully before, but now the three words "Guo Jiuxing" are chilling.
If [The World of Heaven is like a painting] is a scroll written by oneself, then is the outside world a picture written by another person?
Picture in the picture, the person in the picture.
"In this world, how many coincidences are all born into one person!"
Jiang Lin's eyes suddenly became much sharper: "Is there really someone who is in charge of painting behind his back?"
"But this is a fragment of the long river of history, that is, if someone really makes arrangements, it started at least hundreds of years ago."
"As for the later generations of the virtual supervisor, the previous ones were not Is there no sign of seeing me? Is it pretending to be unknown, or is something happening here that makes him really never see me? "
This matter cannot be confirmed as true, it is just a lot of coincidences, and it is inevitable It's suspicious.
After a long time, Jiang Lin used a charcoal block and put a hook on the name "Guo Jiuxing".
Submit Gu Anning's letter to others to send back.
Jiang Lin looked at the flying military officer with deep eyes.
He now wants to stay for a while to see if that person is the future Void Supervisor.
If so, what happened again, and he was brought to the Taoist sect from the eldest son of an official.
The flames whistled in the stove beside me.
Jiang Lin turned around and returned to the stove to sit down, staring at the rising flames, and silently.
Lu's family is indeed a threat, but in contrast, it is more important for Jiang Lin to figure out what happened in this history.
Two years later, the giant skeleton powder finally melted.
As the moment the powder melts, the heaven and earth change color and strange phenomena arise.
The sky cracked open, and a golden man poked his head out and stretched out his hand to wave it.
The blood-colored rain curtain, which was as viscous as mercury, fell from the sky and condensed into a red golden lotus platform after falling to the ground.
Another god man poked his head out and slapped his palms.
The deafening thunder rolled, and countless golden phantoms were added to the lotus platform.
The torn sky shattered the stars.
Blocks of meteorites outside the sky, dragging the tail of a hundred miles long, fell from the sky.
Such a strange scene brings a strong sense of oppression.
Below the peak of the Shenwu Realm, there was no qualification to stand, and all fell to the ground, trembling.
The peak of the Divine Martial Realm can only barely stand.
Only above the Daowu realm can you feel the destructive aura contained in the golden phantoms.
Ma Ningyan pressed his palm on the Wufeng Sword. In two years, she had combined nearly a hundred wind blades into one, and her power was terrifying.
Even the strong man who gathers the heart of Taoism cannot catch this move with bare hands.
Half of her right arm condensed with white bones.
Nevertheless, facing the golden phantoms, Ma Ningyan still felt what fear was.
Because... she has seen this scene.
And, it is not a phantom. "Impossible..." Ma Ningyan couldn't help but take a few steps back, his eyes full of fear.
Faced with the Western Yi clans with thirteen Daowu realms, she dared to draw her sword to meet.
But at this moment, the general commander of the border army who founded Daqian was also afraid.
As for Jiang Lin who was in it, although he felt the awesome pressure, he did not have much fear.
What can you do if you are powerful? If you are separated from the [the world is like a painting], everything is false.
He could only look around curiously. It turned out that this was the strange phenomenon he had heard of when the ancestor of the blacksmith made three magical artifacts.
The rain master casts sprinkles rain, the thunder god strikes the weapon, the dragon brings the marble, the Emperor of Heaven brings the charcoal mine, and the gods in the heavenly realm also come to watch.
The next moment, all the visions and the pressure disappeared, as if they had never appeared.
Jiang Lin looked down and saw that the powder in the stove had completely melted.
He couldn't help laughing. It turned out that it was just a false illusion, not that there were really the gods in the heavenly realm descending to earth. "It seems that history cannot be believed in all, there are real and false."
Jiang Lin shook his head slightly and turned to look outside. He saw a group of people kneeling on the ground, trembling all over.
Even Ma Ningyan retreated far away, looking at this side with fear on his face.
Jiang Lin waved to her, Ma Ningyan hesitated for a moment, and finally gritted his teeth and walked over.
Her steps were not as light as before, but rather a little heavy.
Especially when he came to the blacksmith shop and saw Jiang Lin's relaxed look, Ma Ningyan couldn't help asking, "Aren't Grandpa Hong afraid?"
"What are you afraid of?"
"It's just those..."
"It's all fake, what's there to be afraid of?" Jiang Lin said.
Ma Ningyan looked at him and asked, "What if it happens?"
"Realize it?" Jiang Lin saw that there was still fear in her eyes that had not yet dissipated. He said, "If it is an enemy, it will not come at all. If it is not an enemy, there is no need to be afraid."
Ma Ningyan's face showed a bitter expression: "I'm afraid if they really come, they can only be enemies."
Jiang Lin was a little surprised when he heard it. He was about to ask again, but the stove next to him exploded with a blast. .
Ma Ningyan exited the blacksmith shop in shock, while Jiang Lin turned to look.
I saw that after the giant skeleton powder melted, it turned into a ball of gold liquid floating in the air.
The powerful power is incredible.
No wonder the stove explodes. How can a mere mortal thing carry such a level of magical objects?
In Jiang Lin's vision, information appeared.
[Quality bones that break the boundaries, all attributes +50,000, have the effect of tearing space]
Quality has not been improved by another level, but another 20,000 yuan is added to the attributes, proving that Jiang Lin's skills still have a blessing effect on it.
Intuition tells him that this thing should be built as soon as possible, otherwise something may happen.
Although I don’t know why I had such an intuition, Jiang Lin turned to Ma Ningyan and said, “I’m going to build the third magic weapon, I’ll talk about it later.”
Ma Ningyan stared at Lingkong The floating divine liquid then silently returned to the Central Military Camp.
Xu Wanqun, wearing pitch-black armor, walked to her and whispered, "Can Mr. Hong really use that giant skeleton to build weapons?"
"It should be." Ma Ningyan said.
Xu Wanqun said again: "With Master Hong, even if the finger in the sky appears again, or at a very far distance... we may have the power to fight."
Not everyone has been to a very far place, and anyone who has been to will never forget what they have seen.
Ma Ningyan also understands this truth. If the giant skeleton can be truly made into a weapon, it will definitely be peerless.
No matter how strong Daqian is or how many cities it conquered, it is just a mundane body.
What can the combined force of millions of border troops be comparable to the Daowu realm?
The Seventh Patriarch of the Western Yi used mountains and rivers as bows, clan fortune as strings, and complete Taoist bones as arrows. He was also easily crushed by a finger above the sky. The border army is vulnerable!
The giant skeleton is a real killer weapon.
Once you use this thing to create a weapon, you don’t have to think about it and it will be terrible.
Even if there are tens of millions of border troops, they cannot be compared with them. "The bones were too strong. Just a little powder melted for two years, and it was too difficult to succeed." Ma Ningyan said.
Xu Wanqun said: "It seems naturally difficult to me. But for Mr. Hong, it may not be the case. No one in the world can match his skills. If we can have more time, we will find a better wonder. Wood and strange fire may be able to do it."
Ma Ningyan's heart moved, and this is indeed the truth.
Some powder was melted in two years, mainly because the flame temperature was not high enough.
If it is high enough, the time can be greatly reduced.
It will not be a fantasy to use giant skeletons to create weapons.
But...
No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!
Ma Ningyan looked at the burly figure in the blacksmith shop and thought to herself, how long can he stay?
I still remember that when I was young, Grandpa Hong stayed for a long time.
But when he became an adult, he disappeared outside the sky.
Ma Ningyan always knew very well in her heart that Grandpa Hong was definitely not an ordinary person.
He comes without a trace, and goes without a trace.
The best way to fight against the threats brought by far away is to let him stay until he succeeds.
Looking at the figure in the blacksmith shop, Ma Ningyan didn't make any sound for a long time.
A strategist heard the conversation between the two and walked over and whispered: "I have heard that there are many formations in the Taoist sect. If the general really wants to keep Master Hong, maybe he can ask the Taoist sect to arrange it. Formation, turn him..."
Before he could finish his words, Ma Ningyan had already slashed over with one knife.
The counselor's body was stiff and then split in half.
Ma Ningyan's eyes were full of murderous aura, staring at the people around him, making them shudder.
Although I didn't say anything, everyone already understood what she meant.
Xu Wanqun looked at her without saying a word.
But this great man from Tiannan Prefecture actually had such thoughts in his mind.
I really want to keep this person, I am afraid I can only ask the Taoist sect to take action.
But Jueyuan Dao, Xuanhua Dao, and Xujian Dao, all have close relationships with Jiang Lin.
If you want to do this, you must find a way out from other sects.
In the blacksmith shop, Jiang Lin took out the materials that had been prepared long ago.
There were originally three types, but he gave up the claws of one of the eighth-grade monsters.
Instead, the divine liquid after the giant's skeleton melted.
In addition, there are also Fengxi mica and ghost-faced spider silk, which are rare top-level materials.
Fengxi mica is an extremely special material that looks like wind, clouds, rain, and fog, but it is so tough.
After just firing, there is a toughness value of about 10,000.
With the ghost-faced spider silk, its toughness reaches about 18,000.
Jiang Lin reached out to get the divine liquid and dripped it into it.
All the materials instantly turned into pure golden yellow.
The waves of powerful aura that are hard to ignore continue to radiate from the inside.
The space around seemed to be unable to bear it, and fine cracks appeared one after another.
The whole world began to tremble.
Jiang Lin frowned. He didn't expect that the three materials would be so powerful.
It has not yet been fully formed, and it has greatly affected the stability of [Pictures of the World].
If it weren't for the fact that he had condensed most of the Taoist bones in this world, he might have collapsed and been forced to withdraw from this world.
Even though his cultivation level increased, Jiang Lin could still feel that the [Pictures of the World in the World] began to be unstable.
He felt it silently and roughly estimated that he could last for a month at most.
A month later, no matter whether he wants to or not, he can only leave here.
"So the legendary master of the blacksmith created three divine weapons, and the body ascended, is it also fake?"
"In fact, it was because the third divine weapon was integrated into the giant skeleton powder, too Too powerful, he had to leave this historical fragment."
Jiang Lin smiled bitterly, thinking that he had created many magical weapons and could really achieve enlightenment in this world.
He couldn't help but sigh, wanting to stay for a while to see what kind of story would happen to the child named Guo Jiuxing.
Now it seems that there is no chance.
As for coming in again next time, I don’t know what year or month it will be.
Just like this time entering the [Pictures of the World] world, it is nineteen years after the first entry.
Jiang Lin didn't know whether there was a rule in time, so he could only wait for verification next time.
Considering that there is not much time left for me, I have to kill all the members of the Lu clan before leaving here.
Jiang Lin took a deep breath, did not waste any more time, picked up the hammer and started to hone it.
On the other side, I don’t know who leaked the news that Jiang Lin might leave at any time.
Many civil servants and strategists came spontaneously to find Ma Ningyan and asked to go to the Taoist sect to find a formation to keep Jiang Lin.
Their meaning is very clear. Jiang Lin is the only person who can use giant skeletons to create weapons.
If Daqian doesn't keep him, it would be like hitting a stone with an egg.
What Ma Ningyan said is to strengthen himself first to fight against possible threats in the future.
This concept has been recognized by everyone.
But after approving it, they began to misunderstand why Ma Ningyan refused to forcefully keep Jiang Lin.
The best among other blacksmiths have been found to try it out. No one can melt the skeletons of giants with the same strange wood and the strange fire.
Just getting close will cause bleeding in seven orifices and serious injuries.
Because the power aura in the bones is too strong, it will at least require the Taoist martial arts realm to bear it.
No matter how powerful other blacksmiths are, it is already good to use elixirs to pile up the Divine Martial Realm.
It is almost impossible to reach the Daowu realm.
Because the Taoist Martial Arts first requires the convergence of the Taoist heart, and the Taoist heart needs to understand itself, or the heaven and earth.
Excellent blacksmiths are working hard to practice their skills, and they don’t even have time to practice martial arts. How can they overcome this hurdle?
The only alternative is Jiang Lin.
His blacksmith skills are the best in the world.
His martial arts cultivation is also at the top.
There is no other blacksmith in the world who has the cultivation of the Taoist martial arts realm and the supreme skills.
At the beginning, everyone who came to persuade him was killed mercilessly by Ma Ningyan to serve as a warning to others.
But these civil servants are really not afraid of death.
One came a day, which made Ma Ningyan's hands tremble.
If you continue to kill, all civil servants can be killed.
But neither Ma Ningyan nor the civil servants were hesitant at all.
They are very persistent and firm.
I have to persuade anyone to live or die, and if you dare to come, I will dare to kill him.
(This chapter ends)