In the southern section of the forbidden area of the armor, there are large workshops arranged around a military training ground, and the destination that Ye Wen followed Meng Lao to was one of them.

After walking for a while, I came to the door of a shop, which was gorgeously decorated, with patterns on the stone bricks, occasional jade embellishments, and jewels, and on the stone pillars in front of the door, there were patterns of rare birds and flowers.

There are big words hanging in the air on the door: "Smoke and Rain Pavilion".

Meng Lao staggered in.

Ye Wen hurriedly followed, if he lost it, he was afraid that he would be treated as an assassin spy, but he began to mutter, could this old man Meng actually be a sullen person?

This is a workshop specializing in refining melee talismans, and some of the nine-grade talismans such as Bear Claw and Thunder Fist are from this Yanyu Pavilion, but this level of talismans is just a trivial business for this workshop.

If it weren't for the city lord's mansion ordering forcible requisition, he might not be willing to spend time refining.

As soon as you raise your feet and enter the door, it is an elegantly arranged hall, and there is a rectangular counter in front of it, which displays samples of talismans, which are full of brilliance and exude a faint aura.

There is a shelf on the left and right, and the shelves are full of various materials, and in the center is a table of eight immortals, and more than a dozen pine chairs.

Ye Wen was slightly stunned in his heart, such a landscape was unexpected, how did the imaginary place where the materials were messy and sweaty became an elegant and light environment.

However, after thinking about it, I was a little relieved that this kind of workshop is not only refining talismans, but a business model that combines production and sales, and the façade work to attract customers is naturally indispensable.

Perhaps it was still early, and there was not a single guest in the hall, only the shopkeeper bypassed the counter and greeted him.

"Meng Lao, why did you come so early today? Could it be that your hands are itchy and unbearable, and you want to come to the furnace refining talisman that you haven't seen for a long time?" the shopkeeper respectfully bowed to Meng Lao, and then asked with a smile.

As soon as these words came out, but it only ushered in a wine burp, and the smell of wine came to his face, Meng Lao rubbed his nose, shook his head and said: "I'm not interested, if it weren't for Meng Fei's kid's stalking, I wouldn't be too lazy to come out, this time I took the kid surnamed Ye to the warehouse to pick up one or two talismans, and then I didn't have anything to do." ”

This shopkeeper, about thirty years old, has a mild temper, facing the old man who is full of alcohol, listening to the undisguised negative and slacking words, he seems to be unimpressed, the smile on his face does not change, and he turns to look at Ye Wen and says: "Little Brother Ye, the production level of Yanyu Pavilion has always been stable, and it will surely satisfy you." ”

Ye Wen was immediately flattered, and hurriedly replied: "I have long admired the grandeur of the soldier's workshop, and the kid is just here to increase his knowledge." ”

"You're busy, we're in a hurry!" A trace of impatience appeared on Meng Lao's face, he waved his hand, and after speaking, he ignored the middle-aged shopkeeper and walked inside.

As a poor boy who asks for help, Ye Wen obviously has no right to decide, there is not enough ink in his stomach, and he can't say polite words, so he had to smile awkwardly, and then turned around and followed Meng Lao.

The middle-aged shopkeeper smiled, turned around and walked to the back of the counter, closed his eyes, and waited for the arrival of the guests.

Yanyu Pavilion is the structure of the front store and the backyard, Meng Lao walked through the back door of the store, walked into a backyard, and then continued to walk inside, Ye Wen followed closely behind, and kept following Meng Lao left and right, walked for a while, and was a little puzzled, how to go deeper and deeper?

All kinds of prohibitions along the road, water patterns, fire patterns, thunder patterns, and transport patterns, emerge in an endless stream, reflected in the consciousness, bursts of terrifying Dao power fluctuations faintly overflowed, and Ye Wen's heart was beating in horror.

Such a powerful and frequent prohibition, if it is accidentally triggered, I am afraid that it will be so dead that you will not even see the minced meat.

Although he has not seen enough, he also knows that the more important the private land, the deeper the area, the more important it must be, and this time he came just to find a suitable eight-rank talisman.

This level of talisman may be able to deter folk monks, but for people in the forbidden area of military armor, I am afraid that it is a commonplace thing, especially Meng Lao, as a talisman refiner, maybe he can touch a large bundle from his waist at will.

As the heavy land deepened, Ye Wen couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive in his heart, not worried that Brother Meng would trap people, but that this old man with a strange temper would improvise and involve himself in some kind of turmoil.

Thinking like this in his heart, the steps under his feet subconsciously slowed down.

In this way, Meng Lao was naturally very dissatisfied.

"Hey, boy, take two steps faster, how can you be slower than a bad old man like me, even if it's just a small gang, you soft-footed shrimp deserve to be a hall master?" Meng Lao urged impatiently in front of him.

“......”

The distance is indeed a little wide, Ye Wen is a little embarrassed, and a little speechless, so he has to comfort himself, there is no need to make too much fuss, maybe these masters have special preferences, or have a dime of indefatigability, so they like to hide garbage in the treasure house.

Immediately withdrew his gaze from the prohibition around him, followed with interest, his steps accelerated slightly, and chased after Meng Lao, one was afraid of upsetting Meng Lao, and the other was afraid of being banned by mistake.

Along the way, it is all up to Meng Lao to open the way ahead, otherwise relying on himself alone will definitely be a life of death.

I saw that Meng Lao's hands were sealed, and one after another spells were played, and the ground of the blue-striped stone slab shook slightly, and the ancient runes on it scattered and disappeared one by one.

Seals and formulas are knowledge that is forbidden to be circulated among the people.

Ye Wen looked back, his heart was slightly cold, the stone slab that the two of them had stepped on had condensed various runes again, and they were once again arranged into a multiple prohibition.

In addition to envy, he was also a little puzzled, and in his mind, he turned out the information revealed by Brother Meng.

Meng Lao is a distant relative of Brother Meng, although he has the same surname, he is so faint in blood that it can be ignored, and the reason why there is some affection in it is purely because of the fate formed by Brother Meng when he was young.

Meng Lao's talisman refining technique is said to be very good, but after all, the armor workshop is a place where talents gather, and it is inhabited by some extraordinary talisman alchemists, and the level of some talisman refining geniuses is even far above Meng Lao.

White, blue, purple, silver, gold, a total of five levels, this is the division of the rank in the forbidden area of the armor, the specific division criteria are quite complicated, and the conditions for promotion are not simple.

For example, Meng Lao is already in his seventies, and he has been refining talismans for nearly fifty years, and he has only reached the blue vein level, although this level is enough for most people to admire.

However, this level of status, logically speaking, is not enough to make the shopkeeper of the Smoke and Rain Pavilion so courteous, nor should he have such in-depth authority.

Could it be that Meng Lao's true level is still above Brother Meng's understanding?

However, with Brother Meng's strength and status in the Yellow Sand Gang, being able to get in touch with a blue-veined-level, experienced talisman refiner is enough to make people feel incredible, and it is really unbelievable to say that the other party is a higher-level person.

Just when Ye Wen was puzzled, Meng Lao suddenly stopped.

A building that is suspected to be a warehouse is in front of the two of them, a stone door stands tall, two stone pillars, all green throughout, carved with reliefs, the reliefs are painted with runes, and the inspiration flashes, flowing slowly along the lines.

Dao power fluctuations came to his face, Ye Wen only felt his mouth and nose suffocated, and couldn't help but snort, and the Dao power in his body flowed up, blocking the fluctuations that invaded his body.