Yang Yang sent everyone out of the hall and said to the remaining Mauritian elders with puzzled faces.

"Elder, is it true that I heard that your Copperbeard Dwarves are the most famous forgers in the entire continent?"

Yang Yang is like a naïve schoolboy asking a teacher for a question.

"Of course, it's not blowing with you. Do you know that there are six of the top 10 most famous divine weapons in the continent, all of which are the masterpieces of our Copperbeard Dwarf Master.

Even the various artifacts under the divine weapons are mostly spread from our dwarf tribe, so let's put it this way, even if our dwarf tribe casually spreads a weapon, it can be sold for a sky-high price in your human realm! And it will always be priceless, awesome, boy?"

The Mauritian elders are naturally full of pride when they talk about the glorious deeds of their people, and how many of the weapons used by famous heroes in history are the works of dwarven masters. Each one was recited like a number of treasures, and Yang Yang, who listened to it, opened his mouth wide and had an expression like swallowing an egg.

Yang Yang nodded incessantly like a chicken pecking rice, and the Mauritian elder was very admired by Yang Yang. I don't know how long it took for the elder to get tired and tell the maid to bring a glass of water and drink it slowly.

Yang Yang's ears were already calloused, and he reached out and plucked his ears and asked the elder:

"Elder, since your people are so powerful. Then there must be a lot of divine weapons and artifacts that have been handed down over the years, right? Boy, I haven't seen the world, can I borrow two to take a look? Otherwise, I won't dare to go out and brag to others that there are great dwarven forgers in my territory!"

Yang Yang listened to the elder's talk for a long time, in order to give a high hat and belt first, and then find a way to put on something affordable to extort a sum of money. Although the methods are a bit shameless, wouldn't you be sorry for yourself if you don't eat such a big piece of fat? As the saying goes: If you have a advantage, you are a bastard!

"Nope!"

When Mauritius heard that the lord was actually waiting for him here, he immediately understood what kind of medicine was sold in Yang Yang's gourd, and refused directly without considering the lord's eager gaze!

"My good elder, how can there be none? I heard what you said just now, you have all lived and multiplied on the continent for tens of thousands of years, and if you don't have a hundred, you have to collect at least ten or twenty pieces, right?"

Yang Yang was not angry or discouraged when he heard the elder directly refuse, after all, this was asking others to pay for it, and it was not a small amount, so naturally it was impossible to succeed so easily.

"Xiaoyang, it's not that I don't give you face. You say this because you don't know anything about our dwarven tribe.

There is an unwritten rule in our tribe that all weapons crafted by master forgers are engraved with their names. When we forge better weapons, we will not hesitate to destroy the previous weapon and always keep the best, each weapon is a symbol of our status in the clan and a proof of our own forging level. They are like our own children, how can they be shown to others, let alone sold! And we will only keep one of the best works for the rest of our lives, and then when we die, our people will arrange for this weapon to accompany us to the burial.

Only weapons that have reached the level of divine weapons or artifacts will be personally stored in the burial sword mound by the current patriarch, and basically the sword mound will only be opened once in hundreds of years. And in the past few hundred years, there has been no divine soldier in our clan who has been able to live in the Burial Sword Shrine, so it has never been opened.

Most of the divine weapons circulating on the continent except for the top ten divine soldiers are not the divine weapons recognized by our dwarves, although they are also engraved with the name of our dwarven master, in fact, they do not meet the standard of divine soldiers.

It's just that you humans inadvertently picked up the weapons we destroyed and took them back to repair them, and the quality and power naturally cannot be compared with the real divine soldiers.

There are also some that were obtained by inadvertently digging the tomb of our dwarf master, and only the top ten divine soldiers on the continent are gifts from our dwarf masters to the most outstanding heroes of our time because of chance in history, even so, they have only given six in tens of thousands of years. ”

Mauritius knew what Yang Yang was paying attention to, but he was not too faceless, so he could only slowly explain to Yang Yang the history he didn't know.

Yang Yang listened to the elder say such a meaningful thing, and he didn't care at all in his heart: stinginess is stinginess, and what he said was so high-sounding. Do you think you'll be able to run away? I'm going to have to make you bleed sooner or later! But the Elder just mentioned the Burial Sword Tomb, this place must be understood!

I've heard people say that robbing tombs can make a windfall, it seems that it's not false at all! Nima, if this is excavated for me, Lao Tzu will give one to each of the knights, and if there is a surplus, it will also be given to my concubines. Not for combat effectiveness, purely for pretending to show off wealth! Yang Yang thought of this, as if he had opened the door of the Burial Sword Tomb, his eyes flashed with greed.

The elder seemed to see what Yang Yang was going to pay attention to, and seemed to be a little worried. Looking at Yang Yang's greedy smile on his face, the elder seemed to be very painful and said.

"That's it, Yang Yang. Although those divine weapons can't be given to you, I still have three artifacts of decent quality in my hand. Although these artifacts have reached the level of artifacts, they are not enough to live in the Burial Sword Shrine, and they are left over from previous generations of casting masters.

In order to forge a better divine soldier, they went out alone to find better forging materials, but unfortunately they didn't come back after they went out. Therefore, these three weapons have been kept by the patriarch of the next generation, and it is hoped that if their bones can be found in the future, they will be buried together. It's a pity that I haven't found them for so many years, so I'll give them to you!

Who made you God's chosen savior, I don't think these three weapons will bury them in your hands. ”

After the elder said these words, he still seemed to be a little difficult to let go, and his expression was a little distorted.

Yang Yang heard that he could get ready-made ones, and finally his face was not so ugly. Shooting at the elder for a while, what elder is generous, strong, and has first-class forging skills. Sooner or later, there will be a divine soldier or something, and the elder who said it has forgotten the feeling of physical pain.

Early the next morning, Yang Yang just got up from the bed and pushed open the door. It's rare that the courtyard can be so lively so early today, usually at this point, except for a few elders chatting and drinking tea in the courtyard, it is the maids and guards on duty, and they are all yawning with sleepy faces. Today, it is rare that all the maids are chirping and waiting in the yard, it seems that women like to go shopping, this hobby is the same no matter where they go!

Yang Yang counted the number of people, and most of them stayed at home except for some necessary guards. In fact, there is the king of the hill and himself, and the official road of human beings along the way is not dangerous. Bringing some guards is nothing more than taking care of the goods and running errands for these concubines, since Elder Yodel sent most of the women of his clan to the mansion to serve as maids, these saints and singers have stopped doing the work of subordinates.

chirping around Yang Yang all day long, sometimes Yang Yang is a little annoyed when he listens to it, and he will deliberately find something to do for them. It's rare to have the opportunity to run out to play now, and naturally none of them want to stay at home, Yang Yang is most afraid that the girls will be coquettish, so just take them all, anyway, there is no danger, just a little trouble.

After breakfast, the group set off in a majestic manner, and more than 20 cars were dispatched in the carriage of Yang Yang's lover. Coupled with more than a dozen truckloads of goods, the team stretched for hundreds of meters away, and I didn't know that I thought it was a big business group or a big nobleman.

There were no obstacles along the way, because there were too many female dependents, so I walked very slowly. The distance that could be reached in three days actually made Yang Yang stunned to arrive after walking for a week!

Although the road was bumpy and tiring, everyone still showed excitement when they arrived at Cartier, the most densely populated city on the continent. Especially the maids in the car, these ladies were tired of the life of rushing all the way, and now they finally arrived at their destination, all of them ran out regardless of their image, pointing at the city gate and the soldiers at the gate, giggling.

What a spectacular scene it was for more than 30 beautiful women to run down from the car and gather at the city gate to make trouble? Anyway, let alone leave the city gate now, it is estimated that it will be difficult for the ants to pass. Because the passers-by all came around to look at Yang Yang and his party, and the soldiers standing guard at the gate didn't have the heart to check the passers-by, they all stared at these beautiful and moving girls in front of them.

Yang Yang looked at it and suddenly his head was extremely big, and his two palms scratched his temples. I really regret that I brought them out, and it would be a death to bring them out so much at once!