Cultivation Industry Era

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"Define quality?" Zhang Hao blinked, "We directly attack with the middle grade magic weapon flying sword. The quality of the middle grade magic weapon flying sword is similar to that of the middle grade magic weapon flying sword."

Zhang Xinhan: ...

"What's the matter?" Zhang Haohan looked at him stunnedly, Zhang Hao felt a little hairy. Any questions?

Just listened to Zhang Xinhan sighed: "Master Zhang, I... admire! The Zhang family's pursuit of quality is admirable. But...the magic weapon quality is not so divided!"

With a bit of grin on his face, Zhang Xinhan said, "Normal finished magic weapons have additional formation methods in the later period. It can improve the original performance by a lot, usually by a small level.

Calculated in this way, the quality of these black iron pillars should actually reach the top quality magic weapon quality. "

"Oh..." Zhang Hao responded, "That senior's chisel just didn't seem to be blessed by the formation?"

When you mention this, I want to hit you! Zhang Xinhan endured the impulse and said: "The seal formation method requires precision. If there is a blessing of the formation method, there will be uncontrollable changes and some unknown interference."

"It turns out that way." Zhang Hao suddenly realized that he had learned a little more.

Zhang Xinhan looked at his broken chisel, painfully and carefully put it away, and took out a small carving knife. The knife was dark all over, with a bit of indigo gloss on the blade. Zhang Xinhan crouched down again and portrayed the steel column.

But with a spur, a spark flew.

Zhang Xinhan stood up, his face black. The knife in his hand was okay, but there was only a tiny hairline on the steel pillar.

Zhang Xinhan shuddered, "Master Zhang, I... I'm afraid I won't be able to do this thing. Your black iron is too hard, and I... can't do anything."

Not only Zhang Xinhan, but also Lu Yang and Zhou Jue beside him. Zhou Jue said: "Brother, I saw such a hard black iron for the first time."

Zhang Hao frowned slightly: "Brother Zhou, does Jiuyangzong or Xinglintang have Lingbao-level items?"

"This is there. But..." Zhou Jue looked at the 14 pillars straight into the sky, and his face was speechless. "After all, there are not many items of the level of Lingbao, and the mysterious iron pillar at the moment is really... too Big. I'm afraid I can't finish it in two years.

And it is impossible for us to do nothing for two years, just bite the iron pillar here. "

Upon hearing this, Zhang Hao looked at the expressions of the people around him, and his tone was a little high-pitched: "What's wrong, everyone, things are difficult, they started to retreat?"

Everyone's face flashed unhappy, but Zhang Hao couldn't refute what he said.

Zhang Hao stood upright and swept the crowd coldly, "Dear everyone, if you want to leave now, I won't say anything. But there are a few words, but I can't spit.

We have all heard some legends.

Legend has it that tens of thousands of years ago, the West of the Land of Continents was a wild land, where mountains and dense forests, monsters and beasts criss-crossed; even the Yuan infants all died nine times, which made countless masters frightened and frightened.

However, there was a predecessor named "Xuanyang Zhenren" who was cultivated by Yuan Ying in the early days, and brought only a few entourages to brave the wilderness. The blue thread of the gang road opened the west of the land of fertile soil. And established the first foothold of practitioners in the West.

Today, this foothold has evolved into'Xuanzhenism' and has become a holy place in the west of the Land of Continents.

For tens of thousands of years, the reputation of Xuanzhenism has not fallen! "

"It is also said that thousands of years ago, in the northern country of Yanyun, there was a group of dragon horses that no one could tame. Once the group of dragon horses were detained, they would break the demon pill.

But one person went deep into the dragon and horse group alone; one year later, he actually received the loyalty of the entire dragon and horse group.

Three years later, he established the first country of Yanyun. With the dragon horse cavalry, sweeping thousands of miles, hundreds of large and small families and martial arts succumbed to the dragon's iron hooves.

He is the ancestor of the country of Yanyun, Yanyun; after the founding of the country, he named a country with his own name.

For thousands of years afterwards, although the country of Yanyun had many ups and downs and dynasties, the royal family was always a descendant of the Yan family and never fell! "

"Just recently, we also have a legend here. That is, Xing Lin Tang, Zhou Shuhai! With one person's strength, it has propped up the heavenly dome of the Qixian country, and even the western medicine of the fertile land!"

After talking, Zhang Hao glanced at everyone, with a strong tone: "Is the situation creating a hero, or the hero creating a situation, I don't know. But I know that there is an opportunity right now to create a legend that belongs to us.

To the west, all the way to the west!

Since tens of thousands of years ago, when Xuanyang real people opened the West of the Fertile Continent, we have only one option, that is... to the west!

I know this is difficult. But I am not afraid of difficulties!

If you are going to leave, I will not stop; but I will continue to invite those who are aspiring to open up the sea and like-minded to jointly create contemporary legends!

Use our hands and wisdom to start an era that belongs to us! "

Zhang Hao finished speaking, quietly around. After a while, someone asked: "But... but... what if it fails?"

Zhang Hao turned his head and looked, it turned out to be a refinery hall of the Jiuyang Sect. But Zhang Hao didn't speak, just glanced at each other quietly, then turned to look at the 14 steel pillars in front.

"You..." The man was angry.

But Zhang Xinhan waved lightly, interrupted the other party, and said to Zhang Hao: "Master Zhang is right, we can't retreat because of a little difficulty and discomfort.

Me, stay!

However, I stayed in my personal capacity. Dear fellow practitioners of Jiuyangzong, do you want to stay or leave without thinking about me? "

The atmosphere was a bit dull. Some people were boiled by Zhang Hao's blood, while others were embarrassed to leave.

Zhou Jue said: "I also want to try to create the feeling of legend."

He said, coming to Zhang Hao's side; Zhou Xueyao followed him.

With Zhou Jue taking the lead, Zhang Xinhan also approached Zhang Hao; then, more people moved their footsteps. But some people stayed in place, and some did not agree with Zhang Hao's statement.

The master of the Jiuyangzong Refining Hall just sneered a moment ago: "I agree with the legend you said, but don't look too high on yourself. The whole West of the Land of Fertile Land has left legends, you can pick your fingers. Count it.

And the countless ones are pretentious!

Farewell! "

After all, turn around and leave.

When you take the lead, you follow. In fact, not counting the Xuantie factory, the people who walked still accounted for the majority; but among those who stayed, the repair was higher.

Zhang Xinhan stayed, Lu Yang and Xiao Xiao stayed, some masters of the Refinery Association left, Zhou Jue and Zhou Xueyao left. In addition, there are also a small group of people left here in Jiuyangzong.

Looking at what was left, Zhang Hao smiled: "Thank you for your trust. Since I said that I want to create legends, there is naturally basis and confidence.

Come, send the tool! "

Huang Mingshan and others each held a plate with various tools needed for making magic weapons. This is the first public appearance of Huang Mingshan and others, and that tool is also the'tool' that Zhang Hao showed to everyone.

One, a tool to shape your own legend.

Zhang Hao personally picked up an oblique cutting knife and sent it to Zhang Xinhan: "Please seniors to taste."

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