Everlasting Sword God - Chapter 295

[Chapter two hundred and ninety-five the iron emperor is dead]

Wantie League.

The hearts of ten thousand people are like a city of iron.

In the world of seven wounds, the most important resource is iron, and the most expensive thing is also iron.

Taking people’s hearts as iron also shows how firm the founders and participants of Wantiemeng are to Xinxing.

As long as the Wantiemeng is found, no matter what the problem is, it can be solved.

——At least many years ago, there was such a legend in the world of seven wounds.

So when Qin blacksmith heard Shen Zhenyi say that he was here to find people in the Wantie League, his originally dull eyes suddenly became brighter.

“You, who gave the order?”

He straightened his back, his tone full of pride and pride.

When mortals find Wantiemeng, as long as they are approved by orders, the members of Wantiemeng will fulfill their wishes.

This is a rule handed down thousands of years ago.

Therefore, even under such circumstances, Qin smith still habitually and proudly inquired.

——But he immediately reacted to his own situation. Even if his own life still needs help from others, what ability does he have to satisfy other people’s wishes?

“I am incompetent, humiliating the sect, and now I may not be able to help the son. But as long as you have been ordered by my Wantiemeng, if I can get away and pass the news, no matter what the son asks, we will do our best to satisfy, never Break your word.”

The blacksmith Qin paused for a while, and then said sternly: “I am the lowest-level black iron envoy, but if the son saves my life, the people in the Wantie League will be grateful, no matter what level the son’s order is, you can add more. first class.”

Although Shen Zhenyi is very skilled and has supernatural abilities, since he is searching for himself in the outer city, at most he can only obtain a black iron order, which is already amazing.

——Everyone in the Wantie League is a brother. If an outsider saves his life, he is extremely grateful. The original order can be increased by one level, and Shen Zhenyi’s order can be turned into bronze, and the scope and ability to realize the wish will be greatly improved. improved a bit.

“It doesn’t have to be.”

Shen Zhenyi smiled slightly and didn’t care about it.

“I’m looking for Wantiemeng, not to fulfill my wish, but just to communicate with the Iron Emperor.”

His tone was calm and calm, but what he said was like thunder.

The blacksmith Qin trembled and looked at Shen Zhenyi in disbelief, “You… Who are you?… How did you know the name of the Iron Emperor?”

The Emperor of Ten Thousand Irons, who rules the world, is incomparably noble.

Even a member of the Wantie League would never dare to mention the name of the Iron Emperor lightly. How could Shen Zhenyi, an outsider, know about it?

Shen Zhenyi spread out his palm, revealing an emblem in his palm.

Blacksmith Qin was shocked and couldn’t help turning over and kneeling, “Sir…”

Before he could finish speaking, Shen Zhenyi waved his hand to stop him, “There are outsiders here, don’t need to say more.”

——Although he bounced back the attacks of the four people just now, these people are already at the end of the shot, and each has his own plans. This blow is not fatal, but just fainted on the ground.

Just now Shen Zhenyi heard the movement from Chan Master Hui, and knew that the monk with the highest skill had woken up, so he didn’t let Blacksmith Qin say more.

The blacksmith Qin was shocked and quickly stood up again, but the respect in his demeanor and actions could no longer be erased.

Shen Zhenyi sighed, flicked his finger lightly, and only heard a few low hums. Chan Master Hui, Tuo Bahong, and Zhou Tieying were all dizzy and would not wake up again in a short time.

“I’ll take you out of this place and return to the outer city. Please send a letter to the Iron Emperor, just say the name of the iron seal, and then go out of the rivers and lakes.”

He lightly instructed the blacksmith Qin.

“Yes Yes……”

The blacksmith Qin agreed to his promise, but he reacted immediately, with a sad expression on his face, and said sadly, “Your Excellency doesn’t know anything, Iron Emperor… Iron Emperor passed away a hundred years ago…”

What?

Shen Zhenyi’s eyebrows were slightly raised, which was already very moving for him.

“Iron Emperor’s practice has already reached the realm of being a god and enlightened. Although he can’t be in the same light as the sun and the moon, he can at least have three thousand years of life. How can he die so early?”

Martial arts practice, after stepping into the realm of gods, is the first step in the so-called transformation of humans into gods.

The gods are immortal and the gods live long.

With the practice of the Iron Emperor, even if he has not advanced an inch in the past thousand years, he still has three thousand years of life, and there is almost no possibility of premature death.

Blacksmith Qin’s face flashed with hatred, “Iron Emperor fought against the city master of Bawang a hundred years ago, and he died of serious injuries, so since then, the Wantie League and the city of Bawang are at odds…”

If Shen Zhenyi was a little sad when he heard the news of Tie Huang’s death at first, after listening to Qin’s words, he showed a strange smile and nodded slightly: “So that’s the case, now Wantiemeng is Who’s in charge?”

Blacksmith Qin’s face was even more ugly. After a while of resentment, he said bitterly: “Wantiemeng is now in charge of the nine iron elites, and they disagree with each other, and they do not belong to each other.

The Wantie League is based on Wantie, Qiantie is the backbone, Baitie is the elite, and Ninetie is the pillar.

In the absence of the Iron Emperor, the elites of the Nine Irons have their own thoughts, and the Wantie League, which was originally united, naturally fell apart.

Shen Zhenyi sighed slightly.

The world’s affairs, unsatisfactory things eighty-nine out of ten.

Even if it had a good original intention when it was founded, it is unsustainable after thousands of years of changes.

“…But, if your lord comes out…”

Blacksmith Qin looked at Shen Zhenyi hesitantly, and Shen Zhenyi shook his head.

“There is no need to bring this up again.”

He looked at the iron fog on all sides, smiled and said: “It turns out that the Wantie League is already in its current state, and it is no wonder that you can’t recognize this murderous blade, and it is actually trapped here…”

The man of ten thousand iron knows the best iron in the world, how could he be so rude?

“Ferocious Blade?”

Blacksmith Qin’s face was like golden paper, and he shook his head with a wry smile, “I always thought it was meteoric iron from outside the sky. This is a huge loss.”

Until now, he had not figured out why he was trapped here, nor what material the meteorite was made of.

He didn’t realize it until Shen Zhenyi reminded him.

“The blade of fierce evil turns into iron fog and controls the magnetic element, that is a matter of course…”

Blacksmith Qin looked ashamed, “But it’s the adults who have been implicated.”

Shen Zhenyi waved his hand, “It’s okay, since you’re here, let’s take this thing, it just so happens that my disciple also lacks a weapon.”

Fierce person, the color changes when he smells it, but Shen Zhenyi only regards it as a fruit that can be picked easily!