Fairies Are Fierce

Chapter 423 Looking at the tide beach

The twilight of the early morning shines on the stretches of fairy workshops, there is a touch of silver frost on the blue tiles, and the cool sea breeze blows head-on, which makes people feel that it has already entered winter.

"It's winter again..."

Zhang Hui carried a food box and walked across the frosty bluestone road to the bottom of the nine-story tower.

The nine-story tower is a test product and has not yet been put into use. Naturally, there are no disciples staying between the floors.

Zhang Hui came to the lobby on the first floor, stood on a round platform next to the wall, stroked the crane head ornament next to it, the platform was suspended, and rose to the top of the tower. Through the window on the wall, you can have a bird's-eye view of the whole View of the port.

This thing is known as the "Shanglong Terrace", and it is a rare useless thing among the objects studied by Wu Zunyi, at least Zhang Hui thinks so.

Zhang Hui is a disciple of Shang Yin. In the art of refining, his style is more pragmatic—that is, make the best use of everything, and save all the bells and whistles, and strive to maximize the effectiveness of the same material.

It is precisely because of this style that he was appointed to guard the warehouse and manage Wangchaotan's finances.

The materials used in the construction of the 'Shanglong Terrace' can't be faulted, but its function is only to help people go up the stairs. In the eyes of a normal craftsman, this can only get one evaluation - immortals can't use it, mortals can't afford it , pure waste of things.

The only advantage is that it is more decent to go upstairs in a place where the wind cannot be protected.

This thing was made by Wu Zunyi, Zhang Hui couldn't say anything, so he could only be the only passenger at this time, standing on the Shenglong platform to experience the luxury configuration of Immortal Gate in the future.

Ding--

When the tortoise bell on the top floor made a crisp sound, Zhang Hui had already reached the top floor.

The top floor is extremely open, surrounded by water curtains in all directions, and the stargazing patio above sees in the faint light, which sprinkles on the floor.

Wu Zunyi, who was dressed in black, sat cross-legged next to the case, drawing patterns on the paper with a gold pen.

Lei Hongliang was holding a teacup, sitting in front of a water curtain, watching a female nun from Primordial Origin Sect dance.

"Hongliang, the female disciples of Dihuifang can't hammer the striped iron. They are sweating profusely and their clothes are disheveled. You have strength and are fine. Why don't you give me a hand?"

Lei Hongliang drank tea for a moment, then stood up and put on his robe:

"Hey, blacksmithing is not a job for women. If you have nothing to do, I can do whatever you want. I'll come as soon as I go."

With that said, he went downstairs.

Zhang Hui sat down on the futon opposite the small case, opened the food box, took out two jugs of wine from it, and the 'Cold Sea Emperor Liver' which was just shipped back from overseas and was known as the first delicacy in the Northern Territory, and put it in the small On the case:

"Zunyi, look at Hongliang, people are called good at living. People in the practice must restrain their lusts, but they can't cut off their lusts. If they are ruthless and lustless, they are not called people. We craftsmen, we must concentrate on our busy work, When it's time to relax, you have to relax..."

Wu Zunyi put down his pen, swept the paper aside, and picked up his chopsticks:

"Coming to persuade you to surrender again?"

Zhang Hui poured the wine with the jug, and was speechless when he heard the words:

"Have you ever seen someone in the world who persuaded me to surrender? Let's not talk about anything else, just talk about 'desire'. If you want to refine weapons, the ancestor opened his own Linglong Pavilion for you to use at will; if you want to read books, Kui Bing You can look up all the scriptures in the secret collections of Zhouzhou, and if you don’t have enough, you can go to Beishouzhou to tune in; if you want to eat and drink, even if it’s dragon liver and phoenix marrow, the ancestors can get you; The woman is your choice...

"Of course, except Ancestor Mei, all the other married people can find a way... Just tell me, do I seem to be here to persuade you to surrender? I am asking the ancestors to return to the mountain."

Wu Zunyi said: "What if I want to go out?"

"Hey, you just..." Zhang Hui waved his hand: "If you leave here, where else can you show your talents? Dongzhou? How did you fail in the Nine Ancestry League back then? Lei Hong How was Quan Liang expelled from the division?

"It's not that I look down on the Heavenly Emperor City of Dongzhou, it's that they really don't have the background and courage. For the sake of refining weapons, the ancestors were able to get ahead of others. They dared to raise tigers and let us play freely. Dare Shang Zhao?

"I can be sure that if you kill the ancestor with your refining skills, you can become the co-lord of my Heavenly Emperor city, and the ancestor and even the disciples will not have the slightest complaint; if you kill Shang Zhao, what can you do?"

Wu Zunyi did not deny this, picked up the wine glass and took a sip:

"I only wanted to be a craftsman since I was a child, and explore the origin of the world. I don't want to get involved in your good and evil affairs."

Zhang Hui took a sip of wine and sighed softly: "My ancestor was almost as talented as you when he was young, and he also had the same temper. After all, who would want to be involved in such messy worldly affairs? But sometimes, even if you have the ability to change the world, you don't do anything. , is also a sin..."

The two of them drank some wine and chatted casually for an unknown amount of time.

Wu Zunyi listened carefully and rarely responded. It was not until the sky was bright, the morning sun rose in the east, and the golden morning light passed through the clouds and fell on the huge platform surrounded by high walls outside the workshop that he put down his wine glass and said inexplicably:

"Lao Zhang, you are a nice person. Mr. Shang is a mixed bag of good and bad people, but he is also extremely kind to me. If I had been born in this land since I was a child, I would have lived a very happy life."

? ?

Hearing these words, Zhang Hui seemed to be lamenting the impermanence of life before dying. His expression changed, and he said hastily:

"Hey, Zunyi, what are you talking about? You are only sixty years old, and you are at the tender age. Life has just begun. Can you just pretend that I didn't say anything about your long-winded words? I just came here with nothing to do. Nonsense, I’m not forcing you to take over in Heavenly Emperor City, the ancestor can still live for thousands of years, you still don’t agree to succeed the ancestor if you want to succeed…”

Wu Zunyi did not respond, and stood up to look at the entire Wangchaotan port:

"Next order, let everyone inside and outside the port put down their work and retreat a hundred miles away. I'll show you the new stuff I just made."

Startled, Zhang Hui quickly stood up and raised his hand to signal don't be restless:

"No, no, senior Gu ran to arrest someone, but he wasn't at the port. I'll let him know and tell him to come back right away."

"also."

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The morning light appears.

Zuo Lingquan disguised himself, with a sign of 'Heavenly Emperor Pavilion' hanging on his waist, and drove a small boat loaded with all kinds of miscellaneous ores, slowly sailing into the Wangtide Beach Port where the end was hard to see.

Cui Yingying, Lingye, and Guagua all relied on their advanced cultivation to pretend to be men by shrinking their breasts and padded shoulders. Only Qingwan slightly covered her face and pretended to be a low-level female cultivator.

This small cargo ship was robbed by a few people on the way, because the raw materials transported were common ores with more than a dozen white jade beads, which were not eye-catching. At several checkpoints on the road, they relied on their identity signs and understanding of the passwords. , just mixed in.

Entering Wangtide Beach at this time, several people looked carefully. It can be seen that there are many ships entering and exiting the port. The ships going out are full of elixirs and Law Weapons, and the ships coming back are all empty. The specific destination is not yet clear; and the entire manpower of Wangtide Beach, Difficult to count, judging from the scale, it must be tens of thousands of people.

Cui Yingying controls Peach Blossom Lake, even if she is half of the logistics minister of Jiuzong, she is too familiar with the scale of the workshop and the loss of the battlefield, so she said in her heart:

"Judging from the scale of the workshops, it is enough to support the wartime losses in Posa Continent. The war there has been temporarily suspended, and all workshops are still operating at full capacity. The destination of these materials will definitely not be Posa Continent."

Ling Ye said: "There is more than one fairy workshop of the foreign race. If everyone is preparing for the battle with all their strength, the battle to be fought may be bigger than we imagined..."

Qiu Guagua is a frontline soldier, and like Zuo Lingquan, he is a general rather than a commander. He doesn’t have as much insight into these things as Lingye, so he doesn’t express his opinions and follows behind in silence. Of course, this is also the same as Lingye’s the other day. Not being a person, contacting her at night and asking her to listen to her man's "fucking..." almost made her autistic.

Zuo Lingquan was in charge of sailing the ship, Wu Qingwan was standing beside him holding the accounting book, and Tuanzi was huddled in Qingwan's arms. Qingwan's mansion was much better than Guagua's bungalow, and there was really nothing unusual about it from the outside.

The boat sailed through the port and gradually entered the workshop behind the port. There were many delivery ships moored on the shore, and the workshop stewards stood on the shore to receive supplies.

As soon as Zuo Lingquan docked the boat, a young disciple came over and took a brief look:

"Are you from Hongye River? You look unfamiliar."

Zuo Lingquan had already prepared his words and took the account book ashore:

"Lao Zhang took a chance and resigned with his apprentice. I just took over and it's my first time here. I hope the immortal will take care of me."

The hard work of transporting minerals back and forth for the Immortal family is considered the lowest level of the spiritual practice. Even the disciples who are new to the sect cannot do it. It is all outsourced to small sects or hired temporary workers. The population flow is very large.

The steward was not suspicious of this. He took the account book and looked at it, checked the goods on the ship, stamped it, and gave it back to Zuo Lingquan:

"Unload the goods into the warehouse behind Diqiaofang and arrange them according to categories. After finishing, you can use the account book and eat something in the restaurant outside. If you don't want to eat, go to the pharmacy to exchange for elixirs. Except for these two places, other places Don’t wander around the place and leave the port within an hour.”

"Understood, Xie Immortal reminds me."

Zuo Lingquan took the account book, took out two more white jade beads, and asked in a low voice:

"I would like to ask the Immortal Chief, if I am helping to transport goods above, can I be specially qualified to find a weapon refiner here to help me refine weapons? If there is a way..."

With tens of thousands of white jade beads coming in and out every quarter of an hour, the little steward definitely looked down on these two boys and did not go to pick them up. However, he understood Zuo Lingquan's needs; after all, Wangtidal Beach is a military industry, and everyone knows that it is definitely better than what is available on the market. Those Law Weapon elixirs are highly crafted. He waved his hand and said:

"The Immortal Masters here are all uncles. The things they build are not sent to the market. Even if you find someone to help, you don't dare to use them. Just move things honestly."

Seeing this, Zuo Lingquan had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​asking about the refiner. After bidding farewell to the steward with a smile, he rolled up his sleeves and moved boxes of ore to the workshop.

The defense of Wangtide Beach cannot be said to be all-weather, but as an internal port, everyone in it has a position. The place where they should stay and the scope of activities are fixed. If you pretend to be a tourist and run around, you will definitely be discovered. If you want to find people from such a large port, Not easy.

Cui Yingying has the highest moral standards, but the only known giant of the Immortal Family here is the Heavenly Emperor City Zhang Hui who is stationed here. It is not clear whether there is an expert in the secret, and rashly launching a spiritual exploration is tantamount to self-reporting. So I can only choose to observe the clues with my eyes.

Tread Tread——

A group of five people loaded and unloaded low-grade ore and ran back and forth several times, but no chance of penetration was found.

Shangguan Lingye couldn't help but feel worried when he saw this. He was about to instruct Tuanzi, who was sleeping in Qingwan's arms, to go and feel the situation in the workshop. Suddenly, his ears twitched slightly and he heard a conversation in the distance:

"In blacksmithing, you need to integrate your waist and horse, use your heels to exert force, and hammer with your belt to mobilize all your tendons. Come on, A-Zhen, feel it and see if my chest muscles are as strong as stone..."

"Wow~ so hard~"

"Feel your waist and abdomen again to see if they are all the same..."

…

Zuo Lingquan also heard it, and was thinking to himself, "Who is so fucking shameless?" Suddenly, he felt that the rough voice sounded a little familiar.

Zuo Lingquan and Lingye looked at each other and confirmed what each other thought.

Zuo Lingquan did not alert the snake. After making sure that no one was paying attention, he asked the girls to continue moving things. He carried a box of ore and deviated from the road to another workshop not far away...

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Dangdangdang——

In the four-sided ventilated refining workshop, sparks splashed everywhere.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the smelting of immortal weapons should be the bones of the immortal style, and there are no human fireworks; but in fact, the smelting of materials in the spiritual path relies more on local methods than ordinary people, because 'feeling and experience' cannot rely on machinery. substitute.

Lei Hongliang stood in front of the blazing stove, with his upper body naked and an octagonal hammer in his hand, teaching several female apprentices in the workshop how to smelt ore.

Although he said that women are not suitable for this profession, Lei Hongliang still taught carefully. After all, females are too rare in the weapon refining workshop. These girls all made mistakes in the alchemy workshop and were sent here to be punished. .

Lei Hongliang hammered the red iron block with all his strength for a few times, then stopped and posed in a very strong posture to let the young apprentice appreciate his flawless tendons. When he was talking about getting excited, he suddenly heard the workshop apprentice watching outside, Open your mouth and scold:

"Where are you from? What are you doing here?"

"I met the Immortal. There is a surplus of black copper in Diqiaofang. He asked me to send this box here."

"Really?...Forget it, just throw it in the warehouse behind."

…

Lei Hongliang didn't pay attention at first, but when he swung the hammer, he felt someone looking at him, and their eyes were very special.

?

Lei Hongliang turned around and didn't see the source of his gaze. He thought for a moment, put down the hammer and let the disciple practice by himself, and went to the small warehouse behind the workshop to check.

The warehouse is stocked with materials that need to be used in a short period of time, and there are also disciples who serve as cashiers and keep accounts behind the desks.

But Lei Hongliang took a quick glance and found nothing unusual, so he looked at the young disciple who was keeping accounts in the warehouse:

"I just gave you black copper...copper..."

The words stopped abruptly.

I saw the young disciple behind the desk with a smile. There was a sword placed on the account book in front of him, and his fingers were tapping lightly on the desk near the sword hilt.

! !

Lei Hongliang didn't recognize his face, but he recognized the look in his eyes that almost stabbed him to death. He shivered in shock, but his strong mind suppressed the turmoil in his heart, and he looked back:

"You...why are you here?"

Zuo Lingquan inferred from what he had just observed that Lei Hongliang had probably surrendered to the enemy, so he did not trust Lei Hongliang and just responded calmly:

"Even if there are fugitives from the Nine Sects, there is no reason to hand them over to foreigners. Naturally, I am here to pick them up."

"..."

Lei Hongliang's expression was very complicated. Although he hated Lord Emperor Zhao, he had no objection to Jiuzong from the beginning to the end, and even missed his former homeland.

But as a weapon refiner, freedom to refine weapons is his lifelong pursuit; after Lei Hongliang got the respect he deserved from the foreign race, his mind was a little shaken when he thought of returning to the Jiu Sect, even if he was pardoned for his crimes, he would be tied up for the rest of his life. .

Zuo Lingquan saw the confusion in Lei Hongliang's eyes and smiled:

"Don't want to leave?"

Lei Hongliang looked a little embarrassed and said softly:

"When I go back, I am also imprisoned in the Lei Po by Lord Emperor Zhao. If you come to arrest me and take me back for trial, you might as well kill me directly. Although I, Lei Hongliang, rebelled against Heavenly Emperor City, to be honest, I have not forgotten myself here. He is a man of the right path, alas..."

There are tangles in my heart, and naturally it’s difficult to express them in words.

Zuo Lingquan knew the whole story of Lei Hongliang's rebellion against the Imperial Emperor, so he didn't talk about these difficult things and said directly:

"Do you know where Wu Zunyi is?"

Lei Hongliang was silent for a moment and said softly:

"Zunyi's talent for refining weapons is unparalleled in the nine continents. He was caught by Shang Lao's magic weapon. He wanted to accept him as a closed disciple and inherit the family business of Heavenly Emperor City in the future. He didn't want to accept it, but I am the leader. To be honest I don’t want him to go back. If he goes back to Jiuzong, his talents will be buried.”

Zuo Lingquan was attracted by Qingwan's wooden stick and knew that Wu Zunyi was contacting them, so he naturally said:

"Whether he wants to leave or not is his own business. You can't decide for him. Take me to see him. If he really doesn't want to leave, I can't force him."

"The demon sword Gu Chen may come back at any time. There are many informants around Zunyi. If you go to see him, there is a high chance that we will stay here together. If you believe me, I advise you to leave directly and don't take this risk."

Zuo Lingquan frowned secretly when he heard this.

He knew about Demon Sword Gu Chen. Xu Yuanfeng's master, Kui Bingzhou's strongest martial artist, and Jiang Chengjian might be able to fight each other in a duel.

If this guy is looking at the tide beach, it will be useless for him to hold the Tianguan Divine Sword, because the demon sword Gu Chen will not give him a chance to draw the sword. He may be killed before he sees anyone. How many wives are in this state? With the gap, it would be difficult to escape, let alone rob the prisoner.

Zuo Lingquan could save people only if he did not involve himself or the people around him. After confirming that Lei Hongliang's words did not seem to be false, he hesitated in his heart.

But at this time, a voice came from the sky above the tidal flat:

"Qingwan, with my second uncle here, I have to bow my head when I see you in the eight extremes of the nine continents and the three realms of yin and yang. When I reach the tidal beach, there is no need to cover my head and face."

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