Mo Wangwu shook his head slowly: "What's it called?" ”

Qianzhong Yan rolled his eyes and recalled for a while, and then told Mo to forget his worries: "I forgot." ”

“……”

Mo Wangwu couldn't hold back, and directly rolled his eyes in front of Qianzhongyan, pointed to the door and said to the latter, "You can go." ”

"Don't!" Qianzhong Yan frowned slightly, looking a little serious, and a little aggrieved, "I really forgot the name, but that thing is really something." ”

As he spoke, he pressed Mo Wangwu's hand pointing to the door.

“……”

Mo forgot his worries and didn't answer.

He really has nothing to say, and he doesn't want to ask a serious question himself, and the other party casually says "forgot" and gives it to a perfunctory past.

But the appearance of the Thousand Banquet is not like looking for him to be happy, and this matter is not a trivial matter, no matter how ambitious the West Continent is, it will not always be in the company of the Demon Realm that intends to destroy all beings, that object, it should not be made up casually by the Thousand Banquet.

What's more, Qianyan also went to chase the tower shadow.

Mo forgot to think about it, and felt that he could listen to the Qianzhong banquet and continue.

His lips moved, but he didn't say a word.

He actually has a lot of questions he wants to ask, but when the other party may come to say "I forgot" at any time, Mo Wangwu feels that he is like a fool when he asks serious questions.

He didn't want to be so embarrassed anymore.

At the same time, he also knew that even if he didn't ask, the Qianzhong Banquet who refused to get out of the house would finish talking by himself.

Sure enough, seeing that Mo forgot his worries and didn't insist on sending off guests, Qianzhong Yan smiled as if pleasing and apologizing, and followed, telling the story he had heard.

"You know, Xilu is good at refining weapons, so he attaches the most importance to magic weapons and divine weapons, and he has heard more than others." Qianzhongyan's expression was a little cautious, and a little proud, "Or it can be said that in the past 100,000 years, there is no magic weapon that has appeared in this world, and there is nothing that I Xilu Qianshi has never understood." ”

Mo Wangwu lowered his gaze slightly.

Qianzhong Banquet Fangcai's words, he basically agreed.

Speaking of "100,000 years" and "magic weapons in the world", Mo Forget worry can't help but think of a batch of immortal weapons left by the ancient gods and ancestors, which have not been used for a long time, and I don't know if there is still the divine power of the year.

I have the heart to ask for a thousand banquets to help take a look, but I am afraid that it will shake the foundation of the world.

Middle Earth, Chengtian Mountain.

The safety of this side guarded by the Mo clan is the foundation of the world, and the elders also say that the spiritual stone deposits underground are where the veins and breath of the world are located.

So......

Mo forgot to worry about putting away the idea of asking Qianzhong Banquet to help inspect and maintain the immortal artifact.

He looked at the Senju Banquet seriously.

The other party was talking about some glorious deeds of the ancestors of the Thousand Clans, and as he spoke, he talked about seven thousand years ago - three thousand years after the last appearance of the Demon Realm, and long before the chaos of the Demon Realm.

"At that time, the head of the family, Qianyi, went to Hokuriku to deliver something, and on the way back, he passed by the corpse slaughter mountain where the West Continent and the North Continent meet." Senju Yan recalled.

And when he heard the name of this place, Mo Wangwu subconsciously frowned.

Qianzhong Yan smiled bitterly and continued to preach:

"The ancestor originally wanted to fly over quickly, but suddenly found that there was a golden light shining in the corpse eye of the corpse of the Corpse Slaughter Mountain, and something seemed to be wrapped in the light, but after a little more glance, the thing grew to more than six or seven feet. The ancestor was surprised in his heart, and when he looked closer, he found that it was his natal weapon, the Immortal Sword. ”

After a pause, the thousand heavy banquet reminded:

"It's very similar to today's Taying."

Mo Wang's worried expression instantly became solemn.