Chapter Ninety-Eight: Invitation to the Northern Conference

"Boss, the extremely fine magic soldier that Mile wants, even has been forged for Mili, and Mile will inspect the goods."

Magic City.

In the underground refining room, Shen Lang looked at the peerless magic weapon made of Black Xuantian Gold in Zhang Bao's hand, and there was no happy look on his face, but a look of lovelessness.

Because, the magic weapon in front of him at this moment is actually his flip-flops.

Can you take this thing out and meet people?

I'm just just drawing it casually, and you're good at it, so you can take it to me directly.

What the hell can I say but my mom mess with Fake?

After taking the flip-flops, Shen Lang had mixed feelings in his heart.

He looked at Zhang Bao opposite and asked, "This..... Can this thing be reforged? ”

"I can't."

Zhang Bao shook his head seriously.

Shen Lang shouted in his heart, this time he really played a big deal.

With an expression full of, he looked at Zhang Bao and said, "I said big brother, I just painted this thing casually, why did you choose it?" I have at least 100 drawings here, and even if you choose a toilet for me, it will be more majestic than this thing, don't you, why do you want to choose it? ”

Zhang Bao spread his hands and said expressionlessly: "Because I happened to see the ultimate killing weapon written on the spicy table, I chose it!" ”

"What the hell am I ......"

Shen Lang was speechless.

Then he scolded himself for being cheap.

At that time, I just remembered the scene of the chartered woman beating the star, so I wrote the words "ultimate killing weapon" next to it, who knew that it was regarded as a peerless artifact by this guy, and he forged it.

How to use this magic weapon?

Could it be that in the future, when you fight with others, you have to take flip-flops and go up to smoke people's big mouths?

Shen Lang cried out in his heart, but he could only accept this reality.

"Boss, do you want to use this treasure as a magic weapon? If you want to drip it, spicy should quickly drip blood to establish a heart-to-heart connection. ”

"Build a hair!"

Shen Lang glanced at Zhang Bao, and then put away the flip-flops.

"Forget it, forget it, you go and refine those Heavenly Thunder Beads quickly."

"Good drops! Boss. ”

Shen Lang immediately sent Zhang Bao back to the Black Pole Purgatory, while he himself sat in the corner on the side, depressed for a while.

"Hey, Shen Lang, have you built your magic weapon?"

After a while, the blue demon came to the underground and saw Shen Lang with a sullen face, and couldn't help but ask with some doubts.

Hearing this, Shen Lang glanced at her with complicated eyes, and wanted to say something but didn't say anything after all.

"Hey! What's your expression? Eat, you? ”

"How do you talk? Don't bother me, I'm in a bad mood right now. ”

Shen Lang glanced at Lan Xiaomo and got up to leave.

But the blue demon suddenly said: "Wait a minute, I came to you to tell you something." ”

"If there's a fart, let it go."

Shen Lang said angrily.

As soon as Lan Xiaomo heard his tone, his face immediately darkened.

"Alas, I said you, how can you drop explosives? Can't you just talk well? ”

Blue Little Devil said, immediately rolled up his sleeves, and was about to compete with Shen Lang.

However, Shen Lang didn't bother to pay attention to her and left quickly.

After coming to the hall, Lan Yihe happened to be coming towards him, he glanced at Shen Lang, noticed that his expression was a little wrong, and immediately frowned, and asked, "What's wrong?" Haven't you refined the magic weapon well? ”

Shen Lang sighed lightly, shook his head and said, "It's hard to say!" ”

"How?"

The blue shirt was a little curious.

Shen Lang hesitated for a moment, then took out the black flip-flops.

"It's ......."

Looking at the black flip-flops, the blue shirt looked suspicious, because after living for so many years, he had never seen such a ..... Weird magic weapon.

And how can the shape of this magic weapon be so similar to the straw sandals worn by those mortals?

Thinking of this, Lan Shanhe couldn't help but shake his head and smiled: "Little brother's vision and taste are really unpredictable!" ”

Shen Lang shook his head helplessly, and sighed: "Actually, I don't want to, this is just a strange misunderstanding, originally I drew a bunch of drawings, but I accidentally fell asleep, and the leopard chose one by himself, so coincidentally, he chose this one, and now I am breaking my teeth and swallowing blood, and I can't tell if I have suffering." ”

Hearing his words, the blue shirt was also speechless for a while.

This wave of operations is really incomprehensible.

Using Black Xuantian Gold to refine magic weapons can still be so big-hearted, and it is the first time he has seen it.

"Then what is Brother Shen's plan? Do you want to use the treasure as a magic weapon for your life, or do you want to find something else to forge in the future? ”

The blue shirt asked curiously.

Hearing this, Shen Lang thought for a while and said, "Let's keep it as an ordinary magic weapon for the time being, if it is used as a magic weapon for life, then my life may be ruined." ”

Lan Shirt nodded and didn't ask any more, but he still felt sorry for Shen Lang in his heart.

After all, it was a piece of black Xuantian gold that was hard to find! It's wasted like this, and it's really distressing.

After a moment of silence, the blue shirt suddenly said, "Oh! Just now I received a letter from the royal family of the Great Yan Kingdom, it is for you, have you received it? ”

"Letters? What Epistles? ”

Shen Lang was stunned, a little unclear.

At this moment, the blue demon came from behind him, threw a letter in Shen Lang's arms, and said, "This is it." ”

With that, the blue devil turned around and left directly.

Shen Lang was stunned, and then opened the letter, and inside was an invitation letter.

Invitation letter to the General Assembly of the 12 Nations in the northern border of Xihe Niuzhou.

The invitee is Shen Lang, but the signature of the inviter is not the royal family of Dayan Kingdom, but the eldest princess Yan Jia.

"The Conference of Twelve? What is this? Discuss climate change in floods? ”

Shen Lang looked at the description in the invitation letter and couldn't help but have some doubts.

At this time, the blue shirt on the side said with a smile: "Brother Shen, don't you even know about the biggest event in the north?" ”

Shen Lang shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "I know a yarn!" How many years have I only been here? It's only been more than ten years, and ten of them have been spent on the Buzhou Mountain, where do you know these meetings. ”

When the blue shirt heard this, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Brother Shen said that he has only been here for more than ten years, what does this mean?" Aren't you a native of the Flood Wilderness? ”

"No, but my identity is a long story, and it's not yet time to officially announce it, so I won't say more, can Lan Daoyou help me explain, what kind of meeting is this Congress of Twelve?"

Lan Shanhe said: "This Twelve Nations Conference is the grandest meeting in the northern realm, and at that time, the elite disciples of the major sects will go there. ”

"Oh? Is there any program for this conference? Isn't it just a cup of tea and chatting? ”

Shen Lang said with a smile.

Lan Shirt shook his head and said, "Of course not, after the conference starts, all the twelve selected teams will enter a place called the Ten Thousand Miasma Mountains to compete, and finally evaluate the rankings, and then use them to distribute the treasures in the secret realm that is about to be opened according to the rankings." ”

"Secret realm? What secrets? ”

Shen Lang was a little curious.

Lan Shanhe said: "In the center of the northern realm, there is a strange secret realm, which is also opened once every ten years, and at that time, the major forces of the twelve countries, below the True Immortal Realm, will participate. ”

"That's it! So what treasures are in this secret realm? ”

Shen Lang asked again.

Lan Shanhe said: "The treasures are nothing, but there are a lot of materials and elixirs, and the strange thing is that the years of these materials and elixirs are at least a hundred years old, some even exceed a thousand years, and even more than ten thousand years. ”

"Ten thousand years of elixir? This secret realm is opened once every ten years, and it should be harvested by the people of the twelve countries every time, how can it be that there will be a new batch of thousand-year-old spirit herb elixir every ten years? Isn't that weird? ”

Shen Lang was shocked in his heart.

If this kind of secret realm is occupied by private individuals, wouldn't it be a fortune?

However, this kind of thinking can only be thought about, and cannot be taken seriously, unless you have the strength of Da Luo Jin Immortal.

And when you have the strength of Da Luo Jin Immortal, these things may not be able to enter your eyes.

Lan Shanhe said: "It is precisely because of the anti-heaven place of this secret realm, so in the past, when this secret realm was first discovered, the entire northern realm sect was turned upside down, and the corpses were a mountain of bones, and that battle was fought for decades, and then several Great Yan Heavenly Immortal old monsters came forward and set this rule, before the secret realm was about to open, let the young disciples of the twelve countries compete for rankings, and wait until the secret realm was opened, and then let these disciples enter the secret realm in turn according to their ranking. ”

"Oh? So how does this get in turn? ”

Shen Lang asked again.

The blue shirt took a sip of tea and continued: "It's very simple, according to the ranking won in the Ten Thousand Miasma Mountains, enter a batch every two hours, that is, if you win the first place, then after the secret realm is opened, you can be the first to enter the secret realm, and then two hours later, the second team can enter, and then two hours later, it will be the turn of the third team, and so on." ”

When Shen Lang heard this, he suddenly understood in his heart, and then couldn't help laughing: "Then according to this rule, wouldn't it take twenty-two hours to go from the first place to the last place?" For nearly two days, wouldn't the last person to enter have to eat dirt? ”

The blue shirt smiled and nodded: "Theoretically, this is true, but the secret realm is very large, and to what extent, no one is completely clear to this day, so the last team to enter, just lost some opportunities, and it is not that they can only eat soil, generally speaking, after they enter, they will not go to those familiar locations, but will go straight to those unknown areas, because only in those unknown places, can there be gains." ”

Shen Lang nodded and didn't ask any more.

Because he has understood the rules of this game, isn't this his flood version of eating chicken?

Lao Tzu is very good!

Seven days later, Zhang Bao finally finished refining the hundred golden Heavenly Thunder Beads.

That night, Shen Lang directly called the Blue Little Devil and the Blue Little Demon, and after changing his disguise, he covered his cultivation realm, and then infiltrated the Refining Weapon City.

On this night, in the Refining Pavilion, the thunder roared, like a heavenly punishment.