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Ning Chen walked out of Xuanji Palace. After two steps, his plain clothes scattered and disappeared.

In the dynasty of the world, pedestrians are bustling with a prosperous scene.

Qingli City, the capital of the Lihuo Dynasty, closest to the Four Poles Holy Land, Ning Chen walked over and walked quietly among the pedestrians, looking no different from ordinary people.

As one of the four major dynasties in the Four Poles, the Lihuo Dynasty has always been ranked first in national strength.

This is also the biggest difference between the Four Poles Realm and Shenzhou. The Four Poles Realm is a world dominated by the Immortal Mountain Sect. On the land of Shenzhou, no matter what sect, it must be subject to the imperial power. Even if there is a congenital position, it will not dare to touch the bottom line of patience of the imperial power.

China has passed the Four Poles Realm, but it was only when Daxia was born that it forced this situation.

Ning Chen came here for two purposes. The first is to find a way to get more information from the Four Poles Holy Land, and even find opportunities to enter the Holy Land. The second is what he needs most at the moment, finding a sword.

Since even Mu Bai and his senior can't do without swords than swords, he can only think that this sentence is just nonsense. Finding a suitable sword and coming to him is the most important thing at this stage.

The Lihuo Dynasty was famous for its forging, and the two great masters were well-known. They were the source of many magical weapons and weapons in the world.

According to rumors, the genius, one of the two great craftsmen, came from the holy land, and was also the guest elder of the holy land. The name of the genius is the genius of the holy land.

In comparison, the reputation of the land craftsman is slightly worse, because it was granted by the Lihuo Dynasty. The difference is one word, the difference is the same as the world.

At night, Ning Chen entered the Tianjiang Mansion, and his spiritual consciousness swept over and felt a strong aura rising and falling. He was undoubtedly a strong man in the innate realm.

In the Tianjiang Mansion, in the four military halls, thousands of weapons are listed on high platforms, with swords, guns, swords, and halberds.

Ning Chen searched for a long time, but finally, he shook his head disappointed and turned around and left.

In the Dijiang Mansion, a thin old man stood beside the burning stove, smashed it with a heavy hammer in his hand, and each stroke gradually increased a large area of ​​Mars.

Who would have thought that this old man who looked ordinary was a famous land craftsman.

Next to the stove, the little boy pulling the bellows was so tired that he was sweating heavily, and muttered endlessly.

"Master, let's have a break." The little boy raised his head and asked for instructions.

"Hold on for a while, it will be fine soon." The old man wiped his sweat impatiently and spoke.

"You said that one hour ago!" The little boy complained.

"Every child's family can't bear any hardships. Don't talk nonsense, and then I'll have no food to eat tomorrow." The old man raised the hammer in his hand over and over and taught.

The little boy lowered his head angrily, said nothing more, and honestly pulled the bellows.

"Dangdang"

In the quiet night, the sound of irons echoed in the yard. Amid sparks, a figure in plain clothes appeared out of thin air, waiting quietly aside.

When the little boy saw the figure suddenly appeared in the yard, he looked shocked and his hands stopped unconsciously.

"Bang" a big hand fell down and hit the little boy's head. Suddenly, the little boy felt pain and turned his head and looked at the old man with dissatisfaction.

"What are you looking at random? " said the craftsman, " said the craftsman, angrily.

The little boy pouted and pulled up the bellows with both hands.

Ning Chen waited patiently, looking at a sword among the many weapons in the lobby behind the old man. After a moment, he withdrew his gaze.

As time passed by little by little, the iron sword in the old man's hand gradually took shape, looking dull, but after entering the water, it exuded a chilling feeling.

"Sir, I'm here in the Dijiang Mansion, I don't know what it's important to do." The Dijiang walked aside, put the iron sword on the weapon stand, and said lightly.

If you can appear silently in front of him without disturbing a guard, you will undoubtedly be a strong man in the innate realm.

"Sister come here to ask for a sword," Ning Chen said respectfully.

The land craftsman walked back to the stove and said calmly, "Which one do you like?"

Ning Chen's eyes moved, and in the lobby, a blue ink sword trembled and then flew out.

The land craftsman took a look and said, "You come here to ask for a sword, why don't you choose the best material?"

Ning Chen gently stroked the sword in front of him and said seriously, "This one is the most suitable for me."

There are too many magical weapons in the world, just like the magical sword in the underworld, but it is not his, and it is useless to force it.

"You help me do something, and this sword will give you it." The diving craftsman said slowly.

"Senior Landcraft, please speak," Ning Chen said calmly.

"There are three green jade trees in the sea of ​​black stones. I need one. However, there are innate powerhouses in the holy land to protect it. Whether to go or not is your own consideration." The craftsman packed up the utensils on the stove and said calmly.

Ning Chen thought for a while and nodded, "Young people will do everything they can."

After saying that, Ning Chen waved his hand and sent the sword back to the hall, moved his feet and quickly left.

Seeing Su Bai's figure disappearing into the dark night, the little boy dared to speak and whispered, "Master, is that person really a venerable just now? So young?"

The land craftsman picked up the hammer, iron pliers and other forging equipment and said without caring, "In this world, there are many geniuses and many lucky people. Everyone has their own experiences. You just need to do your own thing and don't envy others."

The little boy nodded half-understand or not, a little confused, and seemed to have understood something.

The Black Stone Sea is 1,500 miles away from Qingli City. It is not the sea, but a dangerous place with rugged rocks.

The Black Stone Sea is very large and endless. On the black land, there are tree-shaped black stones standing, densely packed. From a distance, it looks like a black ocean.

Ning Chen walked over and walked step by step in the sea of ​​stones, patiently searching for traces of the green jade wood.

The aura of the powerful people in the holy land was hidden. If the innate strong people deliberately hide themselves, it will be difficult for people to notice. However, if you carefully sense it, you can still feel the looming oppression force in the Black Stone Sea.

After a long time, Ning Chen finally saw where Qingyumu was. His figure flashed and he quickly stepped forward.

Before the three green jade trees were approaching a hundred steps, Ning Chen suddenly stopped, his breath surged around him and said coldly, "Why don't you come out to see me soon?"

The domineering and cold words echoed in the sea of ​​black stones, and combined with the ever-increasing spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the powerful people in the holy land hidden in the dark frowned unconsciously and walked out.

"Who are you?" Yu Yangtian did not dare to be careless and asked carefully in the face of the strange and powerful man.

In Ning Chen's hand, a four-color token appeared, and with a wave, he flew to the former.

Yu Yangtian received the token, his spiritual consciousness swept over, and he knelt down respectfully.

"See the Holy Messenger"

"The Lord of the Realm has an order to ask you to pick a green jade tree and hand it over to me, and there must be no mistakes," Ning Chen said.

Yu Yangtian frowned again. What is the main Qingyu Wood doing?

"Saint Envoy, please wait." Yu Yangtian bowed respectfully, then turned around and came to the three green jade trees, flipped his palms to activate the true energy. During the earthquake, a green jade tree slowly rose.

Yu Yang Tianguyi left his back to the former, while collecting the green jade wood, he was secretly on guard.

However, Ning Chen always stood there quietly, motionless without any abnormalities.

After a while, Yu Yangtian felt a little more cautious. Perhaps he was really worried.

"Holy Envoy, please hold it away"

Yu Yangtian walked forward, handed over the Four-Spirit Holy Order and Qingyumu, and said respectfully.

Ning Chen took it, turned around, and walked away step by step.

Looking at the back of the former gradually fading away, Yu Yangtian shook his head helplessly. He was becoming more and more suspicious now.

When Ning Chen returned, the land craftsman and the little boy were both stunned. This was too fast.

"Senior Land Craftsman, please fulfill your promise." Ning Chen took out the green jade wood and said seriously.

The diving craftsman's face turned a little strange and said, "You really want to change it? The sword you chose is far less than the green jade tree in your hand."

Ning Chen smiled softly and said, "No matter how precious this green jade wood is, I can't turn it into a sword. Without the magical skills of senior land craftsmen, it is just a piece of broken wood."

"You don't have to give me ** soup to the old man, I won't eat this set," Di Jian grinned and said.

Next to him, the little boy looked down on the old man in his heart. It would be strange if you don’t use this trick.

After all, the land craftsman is a person who has seen the world. After being hit by the sugar-coated cannonball, he quickly recovered and said, "Actually, you can also go to Tianjiang. With this green jade wood, even if you ask him to shoot you a hundred swords, he will not hesitate."

"He" Ning Chen smiled in his heart. He thought, but everyone knew that Tianjiang was a person from the holy land. He took the things from the holy land and looked for Tianjiang, which was purely a head for water.

"The skills of the land craftsman are the best in the world. I don't like the sword forged by others," Ning Chen said.

The land craftsman laughed and said, "Your kid's temper is very compatible with my old man's appetite. Since you call me senior, I can't take advantage of you. I will take one-third of this green jade wood, and I will fight a sword for you for the remaining two-thirds."

"Thank you, Senior Land Craftsman." Ning Chen showed joy on his face and said respectfully.

The little boy covered his forehead. This old man was too irresistible.

What the little boy didn't know was that the land craftsman had heard so many flattering words in his life, so how could he be confused by Ning Chen's one or two good words. However, as a craftsman, the most concerned thing was whether he could forge a more perfect work. With Qingyumu, this wish could go further.

Moreover, in this world, every innate venerable has a very high status. Even the royal families of the four dynasties must be treated politely and dare not offend easily. Ning Chen has given him enough respect for every word and deed since he appeared last night. Although the land craftsman has a strange personality, he is not a ungrateful person. Anyway, the sword he forged has to be used for others. Instead of giving it to others, it is better to give it to this young man who looks a little pleasing.

After half a day of accuracy, the land craftsman asked the boy to guard the house and immediately took Ning Chen to walk outside Qingli City.

Forging green jade wood, the fire no longer works, so he needs to find an old friend to help.
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