Chapter Seventy-Two: Rumors of the Martial God Capital

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"That's right, Lao Tzu is going to the Sword God Sect!"

"Boss, don't be kidding, do you know where the Sword God Sect's trial location is?"

The fat man smiled bitterly.

"Isn't it in Tongyi City?"

"No, it's in the Martial God Capital!"

"Where is the Valkyrie Capital?"

Ling Fei didn't know the distribution of the cities in the Star Luo Continent, so he could only ask awkwardly.

"Damn, boss, you don't even know the famous Martial God Capital!" the fat man patted his head as he spoke.

Ling Fei didn't speak, but his face turned gloomy, and the fat man immediately shuddered.

"Hehe, boss, the Martial God Capital City is a city that manages hundreds of cities like Tongyi City, so to speak. ”

Without waiting for the fat man to finish speaking, Ling Fei kicked it down with one leg and shouted, "Don't tell Lao Tzu about this and that, talk about the point!"

"I can't even say it. The fat man looked aggrieved and muttered to himself.

"The Martial God Capital City manages hundreds of large cities, similar to the Unified Wing City ruling over hundreds of small towns, there are about 5 large capitals in the entire Star Luo Continent, and the realm of the Great Capital Lord is probably at the peak of the Martial Emperor, and the Martial God Great Capital City is only one of them. ”

"If there are 5 capitals, there should be a highest-level ruler, the Star Luo Emperor, it seems that the Star Luo Continent is not so simple, intersecting layers and intricate. ”

Ling Fei thought for a while and looked at the fat man.

"Then how can I get to the capital?"

"Boss, don't be joking, going to the capital city is simply looking for death, not to mention that there are so many masters, even a child's cultivation can be appalling. ”

When the fat man heard that Ling Fei was going to the capital, he was just talking in a dream, and he couldn't help but smile and laugh.

"Aren't the people of the capital city migrated in from outside?"

"No, outsiders can't enter it at all, and the capital city is almost always native, and they are all locals. ”

The fat man's face was overshadowed, and it was obvious that his yearning for the capital city had disappeared.

"Why?"

"Because there are three lines of defense outside the capital, referred to as the three routes of death. ”

The fat man's face suddenly became solemn, as if the three defenses were very terrifying.

"Is it that powerful?"

Ling Fei couldn't help but say, he must understand these news, otherwise he won't know how to die when the time comes.

"The three death routes are simply the bloodthirsty Shura field, to reach the Martial God Capital City, you must pass through these three defense lines, covering almost the entire capital, these three defense lines are called by the world, "Ghost Village", "Abyss", "Death Valley". “

The fat man explained, and continued without waiting for Ling Fei to ask.

"These three lines of defense can only barely pass through when they reach the peak of the Martial Emperor, but for those of us who are low-level cultivators, it is just a fool's dream. ”

Ling Fei looked at the fat man with a gloomy face and couldn't help but sigh.

I have never seen this fat man so dignified about one thing, it seems that these three defenses should not be underestimated, the impression of the predecessor seems to have a trace of the capital, the predecessor Ling Fei lived in the capital, and for some reason he was driven out and rushed to a very remote place.

"By the way, there is a slight impression that there is a teleportation array in the capital!. ”

However, it seems that there is no teleportation array to enter the capital, and hope can't help but be dashed.

"No wonder this time the experience is so rich, it turns out that Nima is difficult to do in Shu, and it is difficult to go to the blue sky!"

Ling Fei couldn't help but scold the system angrily, and the fat man was terrified, "How can the boss talk to himself"

This is something that the fat man has never figured out in his heart.

After more than an hour, Ling Fei walked out of the Variety Inn with a red face, very proud.

The fat man looked aggrieved, as if he had been raped.

"Hey, the Forging Pavilion is originally near the Variety Inn. “

Ling Fei couldn't help but smile after looking at the rusty dagger in the system space.

When I walked into the Forging Pavilion, I saw a stream of heat rushing towards my face, and the blazing temperature was very uncomfortable, but the burly middle-aged man sitting there didn't care.

"Hey, young man, I don't know what you're doing. ”

When the burly middle-aged man found out, he shouted.

"I'm here to forge a forge. ”

"Then please wait a while, the teacher will come out in a while. ”

When the burly middle-aged man talked about his teacher, his expression couldn't help but show a hint of admiration.

"Okay. ”

Ling Fei found a place to sit up, waiting for the middle-aged master to appear.

After a stick of incense time, it still didn't appear, only layers of heat continued to come out of it, and the blazing temperature couldn't last long even for a cultivator in the martial arts realm.

Ling Fei's forehead was sweating slightly, this was just the result of sitting and not doing anything.

If you go into the forging with your own hands, you may not even be able to withstand the temperature.

"Qiang Qiang Qiang"

The sound of hammers smashing iron continued to come from inside, the speed gradually slowed down, and the sound gradually decreased, as if the forging of the weapon had been completed.

The sound had faded away, and even the blazing heat had slowly receded, disappearing into the air.

A man with a naked, naked body, a cloth towel tied around his waist, pants similar to shorts, and muscles full of strength walked out of the forging room.

Sweating profusely, he panted and drank the wine and drank it again, and then a refreshing voice came out.

"Ahh

Detective!

"Wu Hongxi, realm: the early stage of Emperor Wu, introduction: The only ground-level forging master in the Forging Pavilion, and also the owner of the Forging Pavilion. “

"I didn't expect that the dignified master would personally go out to forge the horse!"

Ling Fei couldn't help but be surprised, aren't pavilion masters generally high?

Wu Hongxi's meteor-like eyes suddenly looked at Ling Feidao.

"Boy, those who come to forge weapons still buy weapons!"

"Forge, I don't know if this dagger can reforge the sword. ”

Ling Fei took out the bloodstained dagger from the system space and carefully placed it between his hands, for fear that the dagger would shatter at any time.

"Oh, this dagger is just an ordinary mortal weapon. ”

Wu Hongxi carefully observed the dagger in Ling Fei's hand, although it was bloodstained and obviously experienced a lot, but seeing that the material was not made of special materials, he said disdainfully.

"Please also ask the master to reforge the sword for it!"

Ling Fei begged Wu Hongxi almost in the most pleading tone.

"Oh, so obsessed with a mortal weapon, even a weapon that does not enter the stream!"

Wu Hongxi was very puzzled, he couldn't figure out what medicine was sold in this kid's gourd, he was so persistent about an unpopular weapon, and even asked him to reforge the sword body for this garbage.

"It's my lifelong companion, it's broken for me, and I promised it to reforge the sword. ”

This sentence was Ling Fei's true inner words, this dagger accompanied him from the beginning, without it, Ling Fei would probably have been eaten by the giant wolf.

Wu Hongxi was silent for a while, a trace of approval burst out of his eyes, and he couldn't help but say secretly in his heart.

"For the sake of a weapon, he will not hesitate to plead with me, so help this kid with this favor. ”

"Thank you, thank you. ”

Ling Fei hurriedly said.

"But teacher, your body. ”

The burly middle-aged man hesitated.

"Isn't it just a small favor? It's not a heavy burden on the body. ”

Wu Hongxi waved his hand nonchalantly and said to his apprentice.

"Uncle Wu, does the forging still have anything to do with the body?"

Ling Fei couldn't help asking, he couldn't imagine that there was such a thing, it was unheard of.

"The forging is not only a test of your skills, but also the basic skills of the forging machine, if the strength of the body cannot keep up, it may lead to the mistake of the forging master and even death due to the high temperature! ”

Wu Hongxi said with a heavy face.

That's why the burly middle-aged man didn't go into the forging room to help.

"I see, Uncle Nawu, how to exercise your physical strength. “

"Oh, it's a secret that can't be easily said, and it's the basic principle of our forgers. ”

Wu Hongxi directly refused to answer Ling Fei's request.

"It seems that the method of exercising physical strength from this uncle's mouth has failed, I don't know if there is one in the system. ”

Ling Fei's eyes kept rolling in his sockets.

Wu Hongxi took the dagger and had already walked into the forging room.

"Uncle Wu, can I go in and observe? ”

Ling Fei stood at the door and snorted. ....