Tian Yuan

It is worthy of being left behind by Emperor Taiwei. Any precious stone as big as a palm can cause a bloody storm if thrown outside, and many people will die.

These precious stones are the core materials for forging imperial weapons.

The source gold gemstones left here are probably the leftover scraps left after Emperor Taiwei built the imperial army.

"That's enough." Chen Qingyuan took away one third, about a hundred catties.

"What else do you need?"

Huang Xingyan hoped to help a little more, his eyes were sincere.

"no need."

Chen Qingyuan shook his head.

Having obtained enough precious stones, there is no need to go to Tianyuan to look for weapon refining materials for the time being.

The next step is to find a top refining master to repair the silver gun.

After sitting in the imperial palace for more than thirty years, Chen Qingyuan's mind has been straightened out a lot, and the silver gun has been tainted with a hint of the imperial pattern.If he had the chance, he might be able to take the silver gun to another step.

Everything that needs to be done is done, it's time to leave.

"I am leaving."

Chen Qingyuan's tone was cold.

"I will be going out soon, and we will see you again then."

Huang Xingyan has been staying in the imperial palace for many years and has never left.He had a premonition that he would soon leave the imperial palace and go to the great world to fight in the north and south.

"Ah."

The two looked at each other without saying anything.

If he goes out like this, Chen Qingyuan will be surrounded by a group of old people. The risk is too high.

Walking deep into the Imperial Palace, looking up at the ancient bronze bell, Chen Qingyuan said softly: "Send me to the Sea of ​​Chaos Realm, please."

The Imperial Palace is suspended on the edge of the Southern Territory and the Sea of ​​Chaos to control the power of the Demonic Abyss.

A little use of the ancient bronze bell's abilities would be enough for Chen Qingyuan to leave quietly without being discovered by anyone.

"Om-"

Gu Zhong had no reason to refuse Chen Qingyuan's request. He was slightly shaken and expressed his agreement.

Half an hour later, Chen Qingyuan was no longer in the imperial palace.

At this time, he had reached the depths of the Chaotic Realm Sea.

Driving the ancient black cauldron, he crossed the boundary sea and headed towards Fucheng.

Fucheng is a prosperous city built by King Tianyong. It is a garrison for countless exiles wandering the boundary sea, so as to gain a sense of security.

In Fucheng in Jiehai, there is a top master of weapon refining.

The ancient black tripod collapsed in order to protect Chen Qingyuan in the past, and it was rebuilt by that master.Although the Black Cauldron is still severely damaged and no longer at its peak, it will not break easily.

The group of old people outside the imperial palace must have thought that Chen Qingyuan was among them.

Many old bastards have set up dragnets, waiting for Chen Qingyuan to walk out of the imperial palace, so they can catch him as soon as possible and explore the secrets.

Chen Qingyuan had already anticipated this possibility and left secretly with the help of the imperial soldiers.

Many days later, we arrived in Fucheng.

The guards guarding the city gate noticed abnormal aura fluctuations and immediately inquired. When they saw the figure, they subconsciously took a defensive posture.

"Who?"

Far away from each other, the elder at the city gate used his sound method and shouted.

"Chen Qingyuan."

In this case, you must report it yourself.

If you are regarded as a hostile person, it is easy to cause misunderstanding.

"Master Chen?"

Who in Fucheng doesn’t know Chen Qingyuan’s name?

I recall that back then, there were three people, King Tianyong Xu Shang, Venerable Weapon Refiner Lin Yuan, and Chen Qingyuan, who were brothers with different surnames and were of the same generation.

This incident made a big fuss and shocked countless people's jaws.

"My lord, please come in quickly."

A closer look showed that it was indeed Chen Qingyuan. How could the gatekeepers dare to be rude? They quickly opened the barrier, welcomed him in, and reported the incident.

For a time, Fucheng was extremely lively. Many people came after hearing the news and wanted to see Chen Qingyuan's face.

Not to mention the fact that Chen Qingyuan and King Tianyong became brothers, the incident of the emperor's soldiers greeting him decades ago was enough to shock and make everyone extremely curious.

As for being greedy and secretly attacking Chen Qingyuan, no one in the city dared to do so.

Just kidding, this is the prince's guest.If even one hair falls out, the entire blessed city will be overturned.

"I've seen your son."

Along the way, Chen Qingyuan passed unobstructed. No matter who he was, he bowed and saluted with great respect.

Hearing that his little brother was coming, Master Lin Yuan put down all the trivial matters in his hands, pushed open the door, and came quickly.

"Brother Chen, I haven't seen you for many years. I miss you so much!"

Lin Yuan has gray hair and an old face. He wears cloth with patches sewn on. He doesn't care about external things and lives a simple life.

"Brother Lin."

There are magnificent lofts all around, some are suspended in the air, and some are close to the ground.Chen Qingyuan cupped his hands in salute and said expressionlessly.

"You're welcome." Lin Yuan missed Chen Qingyuan very much. After all, he had a like-minded confidant, which is hard to find in the world: "Let's go in and talk."

Then, Lin Yuan asked all the guards and maids around him to step back, and personally led Chen Qingyuan into the elegant hall.

A few days ago, King Tianyong and Dean Daoyi came out of an ancient ruins and gained a lot. They are currently in seclusion and ignore the things outside for the time being.

In the Accord, incense floated and smoke curled up.

Exquisite tables and chairs, flawless accessories.

Lin Yuan poured two cups of tea, with a smile on his face and kind eyes: "Brother, I see you are hiding something on your mind. Are you in trouble? Do you need my help?"

These words were really not polite, Lin Yuan was very sincere.Seeing him like this, with just one word from Chen Qingyuan, he would do his best to help without any hesitation.

"I'm fine. Thank you for your concern, brother." Chen Qingyuan thanked him indifferently, and then explained his purpose: "I came here this time to ask Brother Lin to repair the weapons."

"Brother, if you open your mouth, you have to risk your life to do it." Lin Yuan smiled and said: "What weapon? Could it be that the black cauldron is damaged again?"

"I told you last time about the silver gun. At that time, you said that if you had the chance, you hoped that I could bring the silver gun over for you to take a look."

After the words fell, Chen Qingyuan raised his hand and waved.

Zheng——

The silver gun appeared and floated in front of the two people.

Suddenly, Lin Yuan was stunned.

Staring at the silver gun, his mind went blank.

The sudden situation left Lin Yuan at a loss.He had fantasized about seeing the silver gun with his own eyes more than once, but he had never thought of this situation. It was too unexpected, too hasty, and unprepared.

The ultimate weapon of our ancestors!

The supreme weapon recorded in the inheritance of the ancestors is said to be the most proud work of the ancestors in his life, and other quasi-emperor weapons are far inferior.

"Brother, wait, you must sit down and wait!"

After a while, Lin Yuan suddenly stood up and disappeared in a flash. His anxious voice echoed in every corner of the Accord, for fear that Chen Qingyuan would run away.

Looking at the empty seat in front of him, Chen Qingyuan had no mood swings. He remained silent, sipping tea and waiting.

After about half an hour, Lin Yuan finally came back.