Wonderland Wholesaler

Chapter 86

On the second day, I woke up very early according to the plan. After going out for exercise, I ate the comprehension set meal, packed my bags and went to Cangbing Mountain.

Zangbing Mountain is one of the nine sacred mountains of Yanhuang Academy. It was originally a huge active volcano, and inside it was pregnant with the divine fire "Duantian Hongyan". This fire is one of the nine peerless divine fires. The most perfect flame of the divine weapon.

According to legend, Zangbing Mountain is not a sacred mountain on earth. It was transported from the spiritual world by a powerful person at the beginning of Yanhuang Academy. Therefore, Zangbing Mountain is also one of the top ten historical sites of cultivation in the Fire Kingdom.

It is unimaginable that someone can use great power to move the direction of the earth's veins and attract such a sacred mountain. Not only that, but I heard that the senior's meritorious deeds not only moved this mountain, but also refined it into a ninth-level heavenly magic weapon , in order to let all the apprentices of Yanhuang Academy have a perfect training ground.

Such methods are beyond what he can imagine now. As the world's top power, cultivators have such powerful methods that it is impossible to guess.

Walking on the mountain path and looking from a distance, it is a pitch-black holy mountain exuding billowing red flames. The dark black mountain towers into the sky, as if an ancient demon god stands between the sky and the earth, standing at the foot of the Tibetan soldier mountain, let him This mortal's breathing seemed a little weak, and the inexplicably strong sense of oppression made people feel awed and dared not make mistakes.

The god-level identification technique was activated, and the dark golden pupils slowly turned, allowing him to see clearly the situation on the Cangbing Mountain.

I saw that there were no plants on the mountain, only some black strange rocks, like huge long knives and swords all over the mountain, a desolate scene.

When he continued to observe closely, he was surprised to find that those strange peaks and rocks were actually huge weapons. The weapons, like towering ancient trees, were inserted on the ridges, forming patches of steel forests. It's ruined soldiers, ancient bronze swords with handles, black long knives, broken iron axes, etc. are inserted all over the entire mountain, and the whole mountain of Tibetan soldiers is filled with a sense of chilling.

"It is not in the name of Tibetan soldiers, it is the tomb of weapons." Put your mind away, such places should not be too unscrupulous, and you should go there with awe.

Looking from afar, you can see a winding mountain road, like a python crawling, leading directly to the top of the mountain.

He came here this time to practice refining weapons, without any hesitation, he set foot on the mountain.

Walking on the Tibetan Soldiers Mountain, it is obvious that it is different from the other seven holy mountains. It looks desolate because there are no trees, but it looks like an ancient battlefield because of the relationship between the ground full of weapons, and there are strands of it from time to time. The white air spewing out from the ground makes people seem to have returned to the wild, the period of drinking blood and blowing hair.

Not long after, he came to the top of the clouds, and saw that it was a vast flat land, as if the top of the mountain had been cut off by someone with a sword, and turned into a huge square.

Visually, there are more than a dozen football fields. At this moment, the square is full of people, and there is no sound of yelling. Looking at it, all the muscular men, all of them are burly and shirtless, and their bronze-colored flesh is shining in the sun Reflected black and shiny.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!" The sound of metal clashing came, so lively, this is the paradise of craftsmen, Bingzhong.

At the same time, he also saw something in the distance. It was an extremely huge ancient bronze sword. It was seven or eight stories high and low. It is full of cracks, and the traces of knives and axes on the top show that it seems to have experienced a terrible battle.

Such giants made him inexplicably awe-inspiring, and he wanted to worship the ancient bronze sword, but when he saw the word "Xuanyuan" engraved on the hilt of the ancient bronze sword, his eyes suddenly burst into a captivating light. clean.

"Xuanyuan Sword?"

This ancient bronze sword is actually the legendary Xuanyuan Sword?

He is familiar with the Xuanyuan Sword. It is the sword worn by the Yellow Emperor, the ancestor of China. It is the strongest offensive weapon among the ten ancient artifacts of the human race. It was cast by the Yellow Emperor from the copper collected from the first mountain by the gods, in order to fight against the demon god Chi You.

But those are all ancient legends. None of the top ten ancient artifacts appeared in the world. Many people think that it is a legend fabricated by later generations for the Yellow Emperor to rule China, and it is not true.

Now he actually saw the legendary Xuanyuan Sword, which made him feel unreal and had many doubts.

Could it be that the ancient myths passed down by word of mouth are true? Thinking back to the beginning of this era of great cultivation, practitioners really do exist.

Moreover, it seems that there was indeed such a blank period in the history of China. I didn’t know what happened during that blank period. The historical materials were all erased, leaving only some names and illusory legends and a title related to cultivation. "A gas refiner."

After thinking about it, he couldn't help but think of Zhang Bairen, the lay name of the legendary Jade Emperor.

Even so, he still wasn't sure whether there really were Qi refiners in the pre-Qin period, and whether those familiar names such as Laozi, Yandi, Yuhuang, etc. were really cultivators.

He had a feeling that this group of people might still be living somewhere in the world.

Such a thought made his hairs stand on his head, and he broke out in a cold sweat, feeling that he had inadvertently lifted a corner of the historic site.

Looking up at the Xuanyuan Sword, it seems that the legends of the Yellow Emperor and the Qi Practitioner were almost forgotten by people 2000 years ago, and now even fewer people know about it. Even if this ancient bronze sword is really Xuanyuan Sword, so what? People's hearts have changed, and forgetting one's ancestors seems to have become a habit.

The inexplicable sadness brought him back to his senses, so he should take every step well. If the ancestor of China had really not left, and he would meet one day, he would pay his respects. For now, it is better to focus on the present .

"Ouch!"

"Look who this is!" came a joking voice.

Turning his head, he saw that he was a rough man with a fluffy face and a hulking waist. He was more than two meters tall and stronger than Zhu Dalong, and his strong biceps were thicker than his waist.

The big man held a big black iron hammer in his hand, which seemed to weigh no less than several hundred catties, and it was as light as a plastic toy hammer in his hand.

He didn't know the man, but the man certainly knew him.

"Isn't this the love victory of our Yanhuang Academy? Why don't you come to my Cangbing Mountain for a walk today when you have time? There are no young girls with delicate skin and tender flesh for your entertainment." Attract the attention of those around you.

Haha!

"Why, brother Yan won't be able to see this kid. He is the treasure of our Yanhuang Academy. Without him, our academy would have a lot of jokes." Someone had just finished forging a weapon and wiped his sweat and laughed a few times.

He was already used to such teasing, looked at the big man in front of him, said calmly, "Do we know each other? If you don't, please don't be my way."

He has seen this kind of people a lot, and the first task now is to get the weapon refining done, and everything else is secondary.

"Humph!"

Seeing that Zhu Sheng didn't give him a good face, and that there was no respect in his words, the big man couldn't help being angry. His real name is Yan Wulin, and his nickname 'Yan Wang' is the grandson of Old Man Yan, the Eighth Vice President of Yanhuang College. Compared with Zhu Shengyi, his status as the great master of the sect is naturally one in the sky and one in the earth. Of course, Zhu Sheng's status as the son of the world's richest man is not counted here.

Yan Wulin shook the sledgehammer in his hand, and said playfully, "What can you do if I don't let you go."

Yan Wulin has a bold and unrestrained personality, and he practiced weapon refining to be even more wild. In this life, the most despised is a little boy like Zhu Sheng. Only muscles are the glory that a man should have, and those who play tricks are rubbish.

Yan Wulin himself was hostile, Zhu Sheng also knew this, so he didn't count on entanglement with him, stepped aside and prepared to move on.

As soon as he moved, a big man appeared, his head was a size smaller than Yan Wulin, he looked like a younger brother, also holding a big hammer in his hand, he nodded like a toy, and said: "Zhu Sheng, Zangbingshan It's not the place where you should come, now that 'Yan Wang' is in a good mood, hurry up and get out, otherwise 'Yan Wang' will find you unhappy later, don't blame me for not reminding you, your small body is not enough for him to fit between his teeth."

Hearing this remark made him very angry, he didn't provoke anyone, he just came to Zangbing Mountain to practice weapons, but he was so humiliated, his eyes turned cold, he turned his head to stare at Yan Wulin, and said: "I If you don't leave, what can you do to me, is Zangbing Mountain your family?"

Since this group of people insist on finding fault with him and he has no choice but to practice weapon refining, he will only be humiliated if he admits to being cowardly.

"It's interesting!" Yan Wulin scratched his beard and showed an interesting expression.

Looked Zhu Sheng up and down, this kid is a well-known good-for-nothing from Yanhuang Academy, his eyes look pretty good, but I don’t know if it’s a paper tiger, Yan Wulin is in high spirits, this is the rule of Cangbing Mountain, every one who comes to Cangbing He wants to give the people of the mountain a blow, that is, to tell those idiots to go back and cultivate themselves, so as not to tarnish their craft of refining weapons.

In addition, he himself was not interested in Zhu Sheng's legend, so he said: "It's okay if you don't leave, if outsiders want to enter the military grave, they must abide by our rules."

"What rules."

The younger brother took the words and said: "The rules are very simple. There are two ways to enter the military mound. You must not get the consent of the 'King of the Underworld', or you must not pass here." Then the younger brother pointed to his crotch, attracting a group of people There was a roar of laughter.

(End of this chapter)