Seeing Wu Lang bow down and plead with himself, after being silent for a while, Chu Hao said lightly: "Actually, my Bizhuang's skills in refining magic weapons are not impossible to pass on, Mr. Wu Lang, you can forge three-grade magic weapons, and you can be regarded as the leader among craftsmen, and the elders of Lingzong can forge treasure weapons, and they can also be regarded as dragons among people." It's just that our Bizhuang's refining method has a great relationship with the fire, Mr. Wu Lang, you are just a low-grade fire, I'm afraid you can't use it. ”

Hearing this, Wu Lang's face darkened, and then he said unrelentingly: "Sword senior, is it really not possible?"

Chu Hao shook his head and said, "In my Bizhuang, the old man is just the servant of the eldest lady, and he can't say anything. If you want to teach you refining skills, you have to agree with the owner of my village, otherwise, the old man will not dare to act arbitrarily even if he has ten guts. ”

Wu Lang shook his head, gritted his teeth, and said, "Then what if you just invite the sword seniors to be the honorary elders of my Craftsman God Sect?" After a pause, he said: "Sword seniors, don't be angry first, this elder mentioned below is only a nominal elder, and he will not let others know about it if he admits it within my Craftsman God Sect." ”

Chu Hao's eyes gradually became cold, and he said, "Mr. Wu Lang, who do you think of the old man?"

Wu Lang was not afraid of Chu Hao's breath, and said: "Sword senior, you Bizhuang must also know that the Purple Cloud Gate is a behemoth, not only the first gate of the Yuntian Empire, but also one of the three major gates of the entire continent, how difficult it is to shake him with your own strength." Although the strength of our Craftsman God Sect is not as good as that of Bizhuang, there are many refiners in my village, and I don't know how many lower-grade spirit stones have been stored in this hundred years, like that shameless Xiao Chen, his one hundred lower-grade spirit stones are not enough to buy my Bizhuang's four-grade magic weapons!

"Mr. Wu Lang, you think a little too highly of yourself. Chu Hao's heart moved, but he had to pretend to be cold: "You are just a disciple of the Craftsman God Sect, what qualifications do you have to represent the Craftsman God Sect?

"Zai is the chief disciple of the Craftsman God Sect, he has a token, and he can give orders on behalf of the sect master!" Wu Lang looked at Chu Hao tightly, and his tone was a little stiff: "As for the second question asked by Mr. Jian, as long as the senior answers that the junior really has no holiday with the Purple Cloud Gate, then he will never pester the senior again, turn around and leave!"

The atmosphere suddenly became dull, the cold aura on Chu Hao's body was like substance, the air flow was like a spider web, and Wu Lang was like a fly in a spider web, firmly fixed in place. It's just that Wu Lang's face didn't have any fear, his chest was erect, and his face was expressionless.

"Okay!" After a few seconds, Chu Hao let out a rude laugh and said coldly: "The old man promises you to be the honorary elder of your Craftsman God Sect for the time being!"

"Thank you senior!" At this moment, Wu Lang was completely relieved in his heart, he was not a monk, and the aura just now was just a hard support, hearing Chu Hao's words, he was overjoyed, and then he really bowed to Chu Hao.

"Don't thank you too soon. Chu Hao said coldly: "You have been in the palace for fifteen years, and you will tell everything you know about Ziyun Gate, if there is no value, the old man's promise just now will not be counted." ”

Wu Lang nodded slightly, "Please rest assured." After sorting out his thoughts, Wu Lang sat down on the stone bench again, and then pondered for a while before speaking slowly.

On the way to Wu Lang's words, Chu Hao didn't interrupt him, listened quietly, frowned occasionally, interjected and asked a few words, and then listened again.

After Wu Lang's slow statement, Chu Hao roughly understood that Ziyunmen's shili in Shenglong City, and even Weishenme would help the current Son of Heaven to win the throne, what kind of position he was in the palace, what kind of attitude he posed, and so on.

In the Purple Cloud Sect, there is also a clear distinction, divided into two types: true disciples and outer disciples, and above them are the elders, the Supreme Elders and the masters. From this point of view, it is no different from Chu Hao's Shijie sect. In the Purple Cloud Gate, there were a total of eight elders, three Supreme Elders, and the head of the sect with power between the elders and the Supreme Elders.

Xiao Chen is one of the Supreme Elders of the Purple Cloud Sect, and he is also a Jindan first-level great monk. Deterrence of the Continent.

In the Purple Cloud Gate, there are not many refiners, and the magic weapons are all passed down from generation to generation. Generally speaking, outer disciples are not eligible to obtain magic weapons, and only true disciples can get magic weapons and storage bags rewarded by the sect. Like the white-clothed woman and the little white face that night, their strength was all in the innate Qi cultivation period, and they should belong to the true disciples of the Purple Cloud Sect.

And a refiner like Wu Lang came to Shenglong City to look for the Purple Cloud Gate, although the latter was a little suspicious of his purpose, but because of the scarcity of refiners, he still received him warmly. Even after entering the palace, he was named a guest by the Son of Heaven and had such a unique title as a court craftsman.

However, although Wu Lang has been in Shenglong City for fifteen years, during which he has also created a lot of magic weapons for the Purple Cloud Gate, the scope he is in has always been limited to the palace, and he has never really reached the mountain gate of the Purple Cloud Gate, let alone where the mountain gate of the Purple Cloud Gate is.

It can be said that Ziyunmen not only used Wu Lang, but also guarded against Wu Lang, so that he could not find a target at all.

And in the past fifteen years, the person who had the most contact with Wu Lang was an elder named Ling Yun, and later he was replaced by a disciple of Elder Ling Yun who had contact with Wu Lang. And during this period, he also learned more or less about the situation in the small talk with him. For example, twenty years ago, the reason why Ziyunmen interfered was because the current Son of Heaven promised Ziyunmen that after he ascended the throne, he would provide materials and money to Ziyunmen every year, and even collect some low-grade spirit stones scattered among the people and contribute them to Ziyunmen, and the Ziyunmen side returned to the third prince Chu Peng, in addition to letting him ascend the throne of the Son of Heaven, he could also accept one of his princes as an apprentice.

Of course, this is only one of them, as for the other transactions, Wu Lang is not clear to him.

In Chu Hao's questioning, he knew that the Purple Cloud Sect would not interfere in the political affairs of the Cloud Heaven Empire in general, and in the incident of seizing the heir at that time, there were four elders in the Purple Cloud Sect who expressed their disapproval, and they also made a lot of trouble in the sect for a while.

After digesting these things, Chu Hao knew a rough idea in his heart, looking at Wu Lang with a few hints of expectation, Chu Hao said lightly: "The information you provided is quite useful, but the old man is a little curious, you are just a craftsman, not a monk, even if you are mixed into the interior of the Purple Cloud Gate, what effect can you have?"

"I don't know ...... below" Wu Lang shook his head and sighed: "At the beginning, I only wanted revenge, and I didn't think much about the rest, I planned to take one step at a time, but in the past fifteen years, I have been a free craftsman in Ziyunmen for fifteen years, and now that I think about it, I feel extremely ashamed." ”

Chu Hao felt a little funny in his heart, this Wu Lang, who was in his fifties fifteen years ago, did not dare to come to a big faction like Ziyunmen to seek revenge, but he was a real man of temperament, and his courage was commendable. However, Chu Hao did not agree with his approach, not to mention the benefits of being taken up by others for fifteen years for free, and Zuihou did not do anything real.

Shaking his head, Chu Hao sighed: "Mr. Wu Lang is admirable. ”

Wu Lang couldn't hear whether Chu Hao's words were positive or negative, and he smiled a little Hao Ran, and said, "The sword elder is now regarded as the honorary elder of our Craftsman God Sect. As he spoke, he took out a token from his arms, handed it to Chu Hao, and said, "This is the elder token of my Craftsman God Sect, although my Craftsman God Sect has been established for a hundred years, but the disciples of the sect are all over the continent, and all countries have them, and this can represent the identity of the predecessors." ”

Chu Hao took the token, this is a token made of brass, one hand can hold it all, slightly smaller than Tao Ranju's token, I saw that a steaming Ding furnace was depicted on it, and the words Craftsman God Sect were written below.

"I took the token. Chu Hao is also welcome, this Shijie's refiner should almost all gather in this sect, and he can use it after he has free coolies, why not do it. Besides, the Craftsman God Sect may not be as good as a major sect like the Purple Cloud Sect, but as long as there are powerful scattered immortals willing to protect them, the identity of the refiner will definitely be completely different.

Chu Hao was originally a refiner, and seeing this shijie so backward, instinctively, he felt that he should do something.

"Thank you senior!" Wu Lang was overjoyed, he had already put away his arrogance. Seeing this scene, he already knew that the powerful monk in front of him was willing to be the honorary elder of the Craftsman God Sect, and with Bizhuang as a big backer, he believed that it should not be too late to take revenge!

"Don't be in a hurry to thank the old man, about the alliance with the Craftsman God Sect, the old man has to go back and ask the owner before he can give you an answer. Chu Hao spoke in the vernacular, casting nets to fish, this is the real wisher fishing.

Wu Lang was not the slightest dissatisfied, he suddenly remembered Chu Hao's slightly meaningful words before, and continued: "Whether the seniors need black crystal ore, I got it by the occasional auction last time, and if the seniors need it, they can be transferred to the seniors." ”

Chu Hao was overjoyed in his heart, damn, just waiting for your old boy's words!

Coughing politely, Chu Hao said, "What's so embarrassing about this?" He didn't say no, nor did he say yes, and he planned to let others force it to him, which was extremely thick-skinned.

Wu Lang knew Chu Hao's thoughts, and hurriedly said: "Where, the sword seniors are now the honorary elders of my Bizhuang, and they are also the juniors of the seniors, and it is also appropriate to send something to the seniors." After a pause, he continued: "Besides, this black crystal ore is not known how to use it for the younger generation, with the refining skills of the younger generation, it can't play one or two, the so-called sword with the hero, the black crystal ore can only really play its role when it falls into the hands of the seniors." ”

Chu Hao was very satisfied with this "junior", everything went very smoothly today, he nodded, and said: "Since it is difficult to be gracious, if the old man refuses, it will also seem unkind, so he will accept it." However, the next is not an example, and the next is not an example. ”

"Yes, yes!" Wu Lang was overjoyed in his heart, he knew that Chu Hao had accepted his token and black crystal ore, which was a disguised recognition of the identity of the elder of the Craftsman God Sect, and the heart that he had been hanging on had finally let go.

Of course, if Wu Lang learned that Chu Hao, a fake foundation building monk, had already set himself up in his heart, he didn't know if he would laugh.

Wu Lang didn't have the black crystal ore with him, and Chu Hao didn't mind, he accepted the benefits of others, so it was impossible to pat his ass and leave. Knowing the grace of the picture is the traditional virtue of the casting door, so he carefully started to be a "senior" and slightly pointed out the skills of Wu Lang's refining.

These skills are the skills in the casting door that symbolizes the highest holy place of refining, even if it is some fur, in this shijie, it is also very amazing. Wu Lang listened to it for a few minutes, and he was shocked, and he was truly convinced by Chu Hao's heart, and his five bodies threw himself to the ground.

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