Chapter Seventy-Eight: Yan is at ease

In the hall of Zong Yun's house, Zong Yun Yanfei gathered the clansmen, and he was worried about something.

The construction plan of the auction house has been completed, but after a total of them, they find that all the savings combined, and there is still a third of the money left to build it.

This is not a small amount, after selling all the assets, there is still a difference of 200 million gold coins.

Now the city of trading is not functioning, there is no capital inflow, and there is little income.

There was really nothing to sell, and there was no financial source, so Zong Yunyanfei had to gather the clansmen, hoping to make some money.

"Brothers, nephews, nephews, and grandchildren, I need everyone's help when I gather everyone today, you all know that I want to build the largest and most luxurious auction house in the Ancient Continent, and now I still have some funds, I really can't help it, you can take out all your valuable things!"

The clansmen of the Zong Yun family moved one after another, and they did not hesitate at all.

"Alas! My Zongyun family was originally poor, and all the hard work was spent on summoning beasts, and the wealth that could be taken out was pitiful. The eldest brother of the head of the family, our branch of the clan put together a lot of work and raised two million. ”

"Uncle of the head of the family, our family can come up with 500,000 yuan."

"Grandpa, our family can only come up with 50,000, I'm really sorry."

“……!”

When the noisy hall stopped, Zong Yun Roy said to his father Yan Fei: "Father, there are 25 million, and there is still 175 million short."

"Alas, it looks like my partner is going to sell one!" Zong Yunyanfei sighed, feeling very blocked in her heart.

For the sake of funds, the only way now is to sell one of your own summoned beasts, which is your own partner! It's sad to think about. After all, the summoned beast is like his own brother, if it weren't for helplessness, he wouldn't have such an idea.

Hearing Zong Yunyanfei say that he was going to sell his summoned beast, the clansmen were also sad, Zong Yunyanfei had already paid too much for the emperor to kill the sky.

Zong Yunyanfei didn't care so much, he hoped that after the auction hall was built, he would redeem the summoned beast when he had money.

"Haha! The summoner plans to sell his summoned beast, which is a strange news! ”

A gruff voice came, and as far as the eye could see, a small man in a black cloak walked in.

Behind this person, a panting guard chased after him, "Family master, this person has broken in, it really can't be stopped!" ”

Zong Yunyanfei frowned, feeling a little unhappy about this uninvited guest who forcibly broke in, and was about to ask for guilt. The person who came directly took out the drawing sent by Zong Yunyanfei and said, "The current patriarch of the dwarf, Yan Zizi, is here, who drew this?"

Everyone in the Zong Yun family was stunned, they didn't expect that the giant of the Foundry City, the patriarch of the dwarf clan, would come, Zong Yun Yanfei couldn't make up his mind now, he was afraid that the dwarf patriarch was here to trouble the emperor killing the sky, after all, this drawing was given to him by the emperor killing the sky.

Should you tell the truth, let Zong Yunyanfei be in a dilemma, if this dwarf Yan Zizi is not here to find trouble, then he has to tell the truth, otherwise it will be ruined by the emperor's killing of the sky, if he is here to find trouble, tell the truth, the emperor will have to be in trouble.

"Hey! So many people, are they all dumb? By the way, who drew this thing? ”

Seeing that no one in the Zong Yun family had been accosted, the hot-tempered Yan Zizi had anger in his tone.

Zong Yunyanfei stiffened, no matter what happened, he would bear it first, if it was a bad thing, he would not implicate the emperor to kill the sky, if it was a good thing, he was reporting to the emperor to kill the sky.

"This is my ......."

"This is the design of this seat, and you're finally here, Dwarven Patriarch."

Zong Yunyanfei was just about to admit that he had painted it, but before he finished speaking, Emperor Jitian appeared in the hall.

Yan Zizi looked Emperor Jitian up and down, not quite convinced: "So young, this picture is really from you?"

Speaking to Emperor Jitian, Yan Zizi's tone was much calmer.

Emperor Jitian smiled slightly and asked, "Who stipulates that you can't design this thing if you're young?"

Yan Zizi took off his hat, and his old and dark face was crawling with traces of time. Yan Zizi laughed heartily, "That's a good reason. ”

Yan Zizi took out a cold black sword and said, "I have built this thing designed by Your Excellency, but I think there are some flaws in this weapon, but I can't tell what is wrong."

Emperor Jitian walked down, took the big sword, and said, "This sword is only a half-finished product, you can create such an effect, I have to admire your forging ability."

The murderous aura was lucky at the fingertips, and the emperor killed the sky to carve strange lines on the body of the big sword, and the lines were natural, like the casting pattern of the big sword.

Yan Zizi couldn't understand this pattern, only Emperor Killing Heaven knew that this belonged to the formation in the world of the previous life.

Gathering Spirit Array, condensing strength, and carving the Spirit Gathering Array on the sword can make the sword have a steady stream of power, and this weapon is the artifact of the Ancient Continent.

The formation depicted by Emperor Jitian on this sword was complicated and cumbersome, and it was dazzling to watch.

The formation pattern connected to the demon core on the hilt of the sword, and the big sword lit up with a jet-black light, and when the light dimmed, the power flowed on the lines on the sword body.

After the big sword calmed down, it lost its previous coldness and was an ordinary big sword.

The dwarf Yan Zizi snatched the big sword in the hand of the Emperor Killing Heaven, and his face was full of shock.

"O my God! Ingenious, flawless, and full of power, I feel that there is something missing, it turns out to be its divine power! ”

"I didn't expect that I Yan Zizi could see the birth of the artifact with my own eyes, this is the eleventh artifact on the Ancient Continent!"

Emperor Jitian laughed, "Yan Zizi, you are too unproductive!" This sword is not an artifact yet, it can't be compared with the top ten artifacts, and it's still one soul short. When you give it a soul, it multiplies its power, and that's the true artifact. ”

Zong Yun Yanfei was shocked when he heard that the emperor killed the heavens and said that the top foundry master in the Desolate Ancient Continent was unproductive, you must know that in the Desolate Ancient Continent, Yan Zizi was the most popular, and no one wanted to offend him.

But what happened next made everyone's eyes in the hall fall off.

Yan Zizai, who has always been arrogant, held his sword in both hands, saluted the emperor and said, "The master has taught me a lesson, Yan Zizai begged the master to make this sword a real artifact."

What a character Yan Zizai is, he is so humble, it is really unbelievable.

Emperor Jitian took the giant sword and said, "This sword is inlaid with a fire-type demon core, so it needs a fire-type demonic beast to sacrifice it."

"Young master, we have Warcraft." Zong Yunyan flew a meteor in stride and drove out.

After a while, Yan Zizi returned to the hall with a second-level and second-level flame lion in his arms.

"Although the strength of this demonic beast is not high, it is better than nothing." Emperor Jitian hugged the fire lion, and the big sword was inserted into the fire lion's body.

The murderous aura covered the big sword, and the black light on the big sword shone brightly, absorbing the blood of the fire lion, and the big sword itself emitted a murderous aura, and bloodshot appeared in the black light.