Since he couldn't care about emotional matters, Lin Xiaolu didn't care anymore. He and his apprentice friend followed Luo Wujin into another magic weapon and headed straight to the southeast outside the extermination array.
Along the way, there were monks and magic weapons flying fast in the snow-white sky everywhere. The whistling sounds were extremely dense, and the sky and earth were outlined by long waves of snow-white air, which were very beautiful.
"Master Wife, has the Immortal Demon Cauldron been refined?"
On the huge black amber, Lin Xiaolu curiously asked about the refining situation of the Immortal Demon Cauldron, while Luo Wujin, who had his hands on his back, had no expression on his face and nodded lightly.
"The Immortal Demon Cauldron has entered the final stage, so now we start refining the Sky-Mending Talisman.
Whether it is the head of Sinan Maoshan, Pingbai, or the Juhua Xianweng, the number one talisman master in the Three Thousand Continent, they have made it clear that if you want to refine the Sky-Mending Talisman to a state that can imitate Nuwa's patching of the sky during the prehistoric period, you must have someone like you. The so-called... that kind of anger. "
When talking about "that kind of energy", Luo Wujin wrinkled his beautiful eyebrows and couldn't say anything.
Luo Wujin, who had always had a cold personality, glanced at Lin Xiaolu beside him and suddenly became angry. He raised his hand and hit him on the back of the head with a "pop!" and said with a hint of embarrassment in his tone:
"What a stupid name you chose!"
Lin Xiaolu was stunned for a moment and said with a confused face:
"Isn't the name Master Niang awesome?"
Hearing this question, Luo Wujin couldn't help but roll his eyes no matter how cold he was.
"I really don't know how your master and Ye Qingluan taught you that something that is obviously very good has such a vulgar name."
Luo Wujin frowned and said angrily:
"When this thing is over, little brat, you can go to the backcountry with me. I will teach you how to be a dignified and polite person."
Lin Xiaolu:......
I am such a serious teacher, so it is better to hang out with the boss and have fun as I want.
After flying for a while, Luo Wujin took Lin Xiaolu, Zhou Dafu, Hua Hong'er, and Zhuge Dan to a vast snowfield, where a huge green mountain peak was suspended in the sky.
Soon, as the black amber magic weapon entered the mountain and reached the summit platform, Lin Xiaolu immediately saw countless busy monks.
Most of these monks come from various talisman sects. They are now in small groups, talking and communicating on the platform. Many of them are raising their hands to draw talismans in the air, using their fingers to outline golden lines, laying down mysterious and magnificent patterns.
In addition to these powerful talismans, Lin Xiaolu also noticed that there were many warriors in the field, and all of them were tall and tall, with amazing momentum. At a glance, they were all masters of at least the King-Forcing Realm.
In the eighty years since the Three Death Sutras of Forcing God were spread, warriors from the three thousand continents have sprung up like bamboo shoots after a spring rain. However, not many have entered the King of Forcing Realm. After all, even if they practice the Three Death Sutras of Forcing God, if they want to Entering the King-Forcing Realm requires passing three extremely dangerous life-and-death hurdles. Until now, only about a dozen people from the Three Thousand Continent have been able to reach this point, and more than half of these dozen people are from Sinan. , after all, it is the birthplace of the earliest martial arts. With unique conditions, it will naturally produce more great powers.
At this moment, as soon as the black amber fell, countless talisman masters in the field looked over, and the warriors looked at Lin Xiaolu with reverence.
"I've met Senior Luo!"
"I've seen Lin Wushen!"
Two voices sounded, Luo Wujin had no expression on his face and nodded solemnly, while Lin Xiaolu was so proud that the corners of his mouth were crooked to the extreme, and he even asked Hua Hong'er and Zhou Dafu to crook their mouths with him, and squeezed Luo Wujin's fists. got up.
When they came to the platform, the monks and warriors came to pay their respects. Luo Wujin talked to an old monk who looked as old as if he was about to die, while Lin Xiaolu met his eldest disciple Tang Yue. The head of Maoshan Pingbai, as well as other martial arts masters in the forced king realm.
"Liu Xiulian, the general manager of the Tang Dynasty Palace."
"Yu Zhong, the general of the Shenwu Army of the Tang Dynasty."
"Ziwei Continent, painted by Chu Shiqing of Qujiang Sword Sect."
"Luochen Continent, Zhang Deyu, the Duke of Yaoyang Dynasty."
"Tiangong Continent, Sun Zhichong, the chief instructor of the Tiger Guards of the Great Zhou Dynasty."
"Taibai Continent, Gong Zhao, the master of Five Elements Fist."
"Dragon Snake Continent, Pastan Desert Swordsman Batur Munanwar."
"I've seen Lin Wushen!"
Lin Xiaolu was very excited when he saw the crowd of Forcing King Realm warriors in front of him who were paying homage to him. His brain immediately twitched and he laughed:
"Hahahaha, all my beloved concubines, please get up."
Among the warriors, General Manager Liu Xiulian and General Yu Zhong of the Tang Dynasty were old acquaintances with Lin Xiaolu and the warriors from Emei, and the two parties often communicated together. However, this was the first time for Emei and others to meet the warriors from other continents. Therefore, everyone found it very novel and soon began to get to know each other.
At the same time, the talisman masters on the platform square were making various preparations. Lin Xiaolu and a group of warriors who came to help were relatively leisurely. After they chatted with each other for a while, Luo Wujin appeared again, followed by a man holding a big bag. Girl with a box.
"Little bastard, come here." Luo Wujin greeted, and the girl behind her also winked mischievously at Lin Xiaolu.
Seeing the gray girl behind Luo Wujin, Lin Xiaolu was stunned for a moment, and then said in surprise:
"Hai Potato, you're not dead yet?"
The naughty girl was stunned by these words, and the next second Luo Wujin grabbed Lin Xiaolu's ears and taught him like a child:
"You're really getting more and more talkative. Master, I dare to speak rudely to Mei'er while I'm still here."
In the field, Lin Xiaolu was being thrown around by Luo Wujin without fighting back, while other warriors present were a little surprised.
"Why doesn't Lin Wushen fight back? This head of Houtu is not necessarily Lin Wushen's opponent, right?"
As a woman, Chu Shiqing saw her faith being challenged and subconsciously wanted to draw her sword. Fortunately, Tang Yue quickly stopped her.
"Master Chu, Heroine, please don't be impulsive. Senior Luo is an elder respected by Master."
Hearing this, Chu Shiqing frowned and sheathed his sword, and then watched angrily as Lin Xiaolu was thrown away.
After a stick of incense.
"This is the Xushan Brush made by the weapon refiner. It contains a space array that can contain the awesome energy of you warriors."
The huge box was opened, revealing a lot of wooden writing brushes. Luo Wujin patiently said to the warriors in front of him:
"Your task is to inject a large amount of pure awesome energy into these pens for the talisman masters to draw the sky-repairing talisman."
Hearing this, Lin Xiaolu nodded, and then asked Luo Wujin:
"Master Wife, I see that all the powerful people in your field are here, so what are you doing here?"
When the question was asked, Meier beside Luo Wujin immediately smiled and responded:
"We, Hou Tu, are responsible for filling Yang Xin Yunfang with Hou Tu's unique Yin Jue spiritual power. Oh, it's the paper used to draw the sky-repairing talisman."
