Chapter 1133

The Hidden Soldier Pavilion is the best casting pavilion in Huoyun City, but it is not the largest. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The master of the Tibetan Arsenal Pavilion is the strongest caster in the Seven Star Divine Domain, capable of casting 10 grade venerable weapons.

At the same time, the owner of the Tibetan Pavilion is also obsessed with casting, and is not interested in expanding the power of the Tibetan Pavilion, nor is he good at drilling camps, which leads to the fact that the Tibetan Pavilion has the best foundry, but it is only a medium-sized foundry.

Of course, the main casting technique of the Tibetan Arsenal Pavilion is there, and the major god-level sects are also very well taken care of.

Xiao Chao looked in the direction of the smoke-filled Hidden Soldier Pavilion, and he was also thinking about the information about the Hidden Soldier Pavilion in his mind.

"It turns out that this Tibetan Pavilion Master wants to cast an artifact and advance to a god-level caster.

However, artifacts are very difficult to refine, and according to what they say, the Master of the Hidden Weapons Pavilion has already failed three times!"

Xiao Chao thought in his heart, he didn't want to join in the fun, but was going to continue selling some items.

"That's right!"

Suddenly, Xiao Chao paused and remembered something.

"On my body, there are 2 damaged artifacts, the Furnace of Living Beings and the Blood Demon Knife!"

Xiao Chao suddenly remembered this treasure.

With an artifact, Xiao Chao's combat power will increase exponentially, and now, Xiao Chao can exert the combat power of a half-step martial god, but if there is an artifact in hand, then he can fight with the real martial god, at least be able to protect himself.

It's just a pity that this artifact was damaged in ancient times, and after 100,000 years of self-repair, it has just improved, but it was broken by the Beiluo Martial God, and it has taken away the spirit and divine power of the artifact, making the furnace of living beings a piece of extremely hard scrap iron.

"If the Furnace of Living Beings wants to repair itself, I'm afraid it will take tens of thousands of years.

Tens of thousands of years, I can't afford to wait.

The fragments of the Blood Demon Knife are all together, and there is also a way to repair it quickly, but it is too bloody and takes too long to repair itself.

So, be sure to find a foundry to repair it!

Since this Tibetan Pavilion Master has started casting artifacts and failed three times, there must be some ways to do it, so it's better to ask him if he can fix it for me, at least, fill that hole for me!"

When Xiao Chao thought of this, he immediately walked to the hidden place, changed his appearance again, and then walked towards the Tibetan Pavilion.

Soon after, Xiao Chao came to the Tibetan Soldier Pavilion.

Although the Hidden Soldier Pavilion is not well managed and the number of people is small, the Huoyun City Lord takes good care of it, so the place of the Hidden Soldier Pavilion is really not small, and it is bigger than the foundry that Xiao Dynasty has seen before.

But at this moment, the smoke was billowing from the Tibetan Pavilion, several buildings had collapsed, and there were even some disciples in purple clothes around who were carrying buckets to put out the fire.

And not far away, there was a lean old man, with a languid expression, his white hair was burned yellow, and he was being helped to the side by several disciples and sat down at this moment.

"Failed again, failed again, what's wrong!"

The old man was depressed, ignoring the injuries on his body, and was talking to himself at the moment.

Xiao Chao did not fly over, but observed.

Looking at the dejected expression of the master of the Tibetan Soldier Pavilion after the casting failed, Xiao Chao remembered one person, that is, Tie Xuantong of the Xiaoyao Courtyard.

Tie Xuantong is also obsessed with the art of casting, through continuous efforts over the years, as well as the auxiliary role of the Xiaoyao Courtyard Gang System, he can now cast top-level holy weapons, and his progress is rapid, and he is the fastest casting master in the Tianwu Continent.

"I've been gone for many years, maybe I can cast venerable weapons now! and Xiao Mo, it should be soon. ”

Looking at the master of the Tibetan Soldier Pavilion, Xiao Chao couldn't help but miss the two of them.

Although these two people did not forge high-level weapons for the Xiao Dynasty, they helped Xiaoyao Yuan a lot, and the weapons of the later disciples of Xiaoyao Yuan were all cast by two people.

"People who can be so obsessed with casting and single-minded are not bad in nature!"

Xiao Chao had a preliminary evaluation of the master of the Tibetan Soldier Pavilion, and his initial impression was good.

Soon after, the crowd of onlookers gradually dispersed, the fire in the Tibetan Arsenal was extinguished, and the disciples also helped the battered old man back to the courtyard to rest.

After seeing that the matter was resolved, Xiao Chao also walked in slowly.

"What's the matter with the guest officer, let's come another day, it's inconvenient to hide the army pavilion today!"

As soon as Xiao Chao walked in, a purple-clothed disciple of the Tibetan Soldier Pavilion came over to stop him.

"No wonder there is a top caster, but the scale of the Hidden Soldier Pavilion is only medium, the guests are here, and there are actually people who let the guests do it!"

Xiao Chao shook his head slightly, and then said, "I'll meet your pavilion master!"

"The Pavilion Master has just been injured and needs to recuperate.

In addition, the pavilion master has just failed to cast, and he is angry, and it is not good to see it!

My pavilion master's temper came up, and he didn't even give face to Wuzun. ”

Even though the purple-clothed disciple recognized Xiao Chaonai as Wuzun's strength, he still refused again, without giving face at all.

In the Tibetan Arsenal, the martial gods of the major divine sects are very respectful, so the purple-clothed disciples are also very confident in speaking.

Xiao Chao was not angry, but a smile appeared on his face, he had a lot of experience in dealing with people like the Master of the Tibetan Soldier Pavilion.

"Then you tell your pavilion master, I have a talent, I don't know if he is interested!"

Xiao Chao said with a smile.

"Seniors have divine talents?"

The purple-clothed disciple suddenly smiled, much more polite, and must have known his master's temperament.

"Then please ask the seniors to have their names, and the juniors should report it!"

"My name is Xiao Chao!"

"Wait a minute, senior!"

The purple-clothed disciple hurriedly ran to report.

After a while, the purple-clothed disciple came out again, with a smile on his face, and said, "Senior Xiao, my pavilion master is invited!"

Following the purple-clothed disciple, Xiao Chao came to an intact hall in the distance.

In the main hall, the master of the Tibetan Soldier Pavilion sat on a large chair, although his breath was still ugly, but he had recovered from the loss of his soul just now, and his eyes were clear.

On both sides of the main hall, there were several disciples who were taking care of it.

"Xiao Chao meets the master of the Tibetan Soldier Pavilion!"

Xiao Chao walked in and bowed his hand slightly.

Xiao Dynasty is also a martial artist, and his strength is stronger than that of the Lord of the Tibetan Pavilion, according to the rules of the outer regions, according to the division of generations according to the realm of strength, the Xiao Dynasty is the same generation as the Lord of the Tibetan Pavilion.

"Xiao Wuzun is polite!" The master of the Tibetan Soldier Pavilion also stood up, bowed his hand slightly, and then looked at the disciples on both sides, and ordered: "Come here, show Xiao Wuzun tea!"

"Disciple obeys!"

Immediately, a disciple came over, asked Xiao Chao to sit aside, and even brought tea.

"I don't know what kind of magic Xiao Wuzun has, can you take a look?"

As soon as Xiao Chao sat down, the eyes of the Hidden Soldiers Pavilion Master lit up, and he couldn't wait to ask.

Just now, the master of the Tibetan Soldier Pavilion had consumed seventy-seven eighty-eight of the divine materials he had accumulated over the years, and the remaining divine materials were no longer enough to prepare for the fourth refining, so when he heard that there were divine materials sent to the door, of course he was extremely excited.

(To be continued.) )