Chapter 7 It is a pity that all beings have not realized it

After listening to Wen Quai's judgment, Long Yun'er could also understand that an inexplicable outsider, even if he was a master, suddenly asked for his most valuable secret, and if it was himself, he would never hand it over honestly, but they couldn't imagine that they met not only masters, but also experts in the industry, and the methods they played were seen through at a glance.

Wen Quzhi said: "More than a hundred years ago, the Changjing Ping family was a loud signboard, and a few swords and swords were created, which was powerful for a while, but it was ...... It was just that time. ”

Just like all the once glorious forces, the Ping family also flourished and declined, burdened by fame, involved in the turmoil of the rivers and lakes, and was robbed and killed by demons, and quickly weakened, and now only relying on a few important ancestral technologies, barely mixed in the fourth- or fifth-rate casting sects, half-dead embarrassment, if it weren't for Taiyi's mission, he had specially investigated all the casting sects with the surname Ping, and Wen Qubing really wouldn't know about them.

Wen Quzhi said: "The technology passed down by their ancestors is the foundation of their survival today, and it is understandable that they are more important than their lives." ”

Long Yun'er said: "That...... Why do you want to look at their blueprints? Brother Wen, even if you are interested in their works, you won't want to help them build them, right?"

Wen Quzhi said: "Our task is to escort them to the imperial capital and help the divine soldiers to be born...... In case the final soldier can't be born and the task can't be completed, wouldn't it be bad? For the sake of safety, it is safer to intervene in advance. ”

Long Yun'er said: "But unless you can gain their trust, otherwise...... Why wouldn't they agree to hand over the real design?"

Wen Quzhi shook his head and said: "Compared to this, I am more worried that these guys are not strong, and the design plan has been changed from the first version to the eighteenth version, and in the end, they will not be able to make an artifact." ”

Long Yun'er smiled, her eyes full of admiration, "At that time, it was up to Brother Wen to personally make an artifact for them and complete the task?"

“...... I really feel that it is a loss for the family to raise you, and I always think of thoughts that are not good for my family. ”

Wen Quzhi smiled bitterly, and just brought Long Yun'er's thoughts.

In fact, the possibility of cleaning up the aftermath is very high, but Long Yun'er really underestimated the difficulty of the whole thing, this is not just a matter of making a powerful weapon out of it, the nine-headed demon dragon is estimated to have a heaven-level level, and Taiyi's mission also named to cast an artifact, and this kind of thing is an artifact, can it be conjured by plucking a strip of hair?

According to my own understanding, in this world, there are several artifacts and divine weapons, but they are all handed down from ancient times and born by chance, as for being made by people...... No!

Even in their own original world, the artifact is not so easy to build, the reason why it was called an artifact and a divine soldier is because they are all cast by gods and demons, and the artifacts have a trace of heaven and earth rules, and their laws are not passed on to the world.

Wen Quzhi said: "...... On our side, many sages and predecessors studied the existing artifact divine weapons, tried to find out the casting method, and also left some experience, but to put it bluntly, either they used materials from other worlds that already had the laws of heaven and earth to process them, or they used to pile up by smashing resources, which is no different from lottery, and it is not a really feasible method at all......"

Long Yun'er said seriously: "But the predecessors can't do it, it doesn't mean that you can't do it, brother of the Wen family, right? With so many of your works, which have never been seen before, you will definitely be able to do things that they can't do." ”

Wen Quzhi shook his head and said, "I won't be stronger than those predecessors, it's just that I have a specialization in the art industry, and they haven't obtained the otherworldly technique of refining the array." Relying on the Jiangshan Clock, I have some experience in the composition of the artifact, but it is far from the point where I am sure that it will be completed. ”

Long Yun'er said: "That...... What are we going to do? Do we put all our hopes in the Ping family?"

Wen Quzhi smiled: "In my life, I have never put hope in others, even if they can't, I don't have a backup plan, otherwise, why do you think I took the initiative to help them find fire?"

Long Yun'er was very curious before, with Wen Quai's personality, he didn't take the opportunity to pump water, and even if he secretly hid valuable materials during the casting process, he actually took the initiative to provide fire?

At this time, there were more and more people and vehicles in front, except for a small number of business travelers and pedestrians, most of them were casters heading to the imperial capital.

Qingwu Immortal Emperor held a great cast, not only promised a generous reward, but also to the world to know the righteousness, the demon army is flourishing, attacking the human race city, the action of attacking the human race city, has become more and more ferocious, has reached the autumn of critical survival, take a step back, that is, there is no place to die, all the human race must fight with all their hearts, for the last life.

Under this call, the world's foundries set off to the imperial capital, some people want to fight for fame, and some people just want to escape to find shelter.

Compared with the comprehensive strength, the Heijia family is probably the middle and lower level of the fourth or fifth rate, and it is well-known in the local area, but it cannot be compared with those big factions and families who are really good at casting, and it can be seen from the scale of the escort team that in the previous four carriages, there were only two armed guards and more than ten personnel, but now the team on the main road, with dozens of guards, abounds.

Between well-known craftsmen, most of them know each other, and some people have already seen the team of the Ping family and come to greet them, and Ping Jianqiu and Chen Youlong also rushed to greet each other, and they were very affectionate.

Seeing this, Long Yun'er said in a low voice: "It seems a bit bad, the Ping family didn't want to be protected by you in the first place, but now that they have so many friends, they are bold, will they kick you away directly?"

Wen Quzhi raised his eyebrows and said, "It's not impossible, but I'm also a five-peer master, and they don't want to bear the wrath of the five-peer master, right?" ”

Long Yun'er was curious when she heard this, but when she saw Ping Jianqiu talking to several craftsmen, she couldn't help but stretch out her hand to point this way, and the other craftsmen looked over, full of astonishment, obviously they were shocked to learn that the five masters were here, and they walked here together.

Even if Wen Qu didn't speak, Long Yun'er guessed that it was trouble to come to the door, so he saw Ping Jianqiu introduce them one by one, this is Nanhua Old Immortal, that is Mr. Niwa;

After all the introductions, these craftsmen collectively bowed to Wen and said, "Meet the holy monk!"

The attitude is very respectful, the name of the five masters, it is indeed calm, not to mention that this high monk has great achievements, he can be called a demon general crusher, with him here, everyone is safe.

Ping Jianqiu said: "Holy monk, the road ahead is unknown, we want to say that we will go on the road together, and we will also take care of each other, I don't know what you think?"

If the road is safe and sound, it is not the credit of the sick monk, he can't coerce each other, the Ping family has a little more room for bargaining, and if there is really something on the road, several families can't stop it, and there is also a big tree that the sick monk can rely on, which can be said to be an ideal strategy for attacking and retreating......

Ping Jianqiu lowered his head and looked at the sick monk, secretly thinking that although this monk is young, he is a senior master, and since he should protect the common people, it is impossible to refuse in person, right?

In the face of everyone's request, Wen Quzhi put his palms together, smiled compassionately, and chanted: "Embrace the fang cong, the origin is different, the hair is white from today, the flowers are red last year, Yanye follows the morning dew, and the fragrance chases the evening wind, why wait for the scattered, and then know the emptiness." ”

The sick monk smiled at Mimi, very amiable, and the words he said were deeply Zen, and everyone didn't understand a word, and they didn't understand what it meant, but the sick monk looked like everyone would understand it as a matter of course, which made everyone not know how to answer, and fell into an awkward silence.

After a long time, Ping Jianqiu still had a thick old face, and arched his hand and said: "Holy monk, we are stupid, I don't know what you mean by being old......

Wen Quai, who has been laughing at Mimi, reveals endless compassion and regret, as if he is sad that although the common people have the opportunity to hear the Tao, it is difficult to understand, so that a group of craftsmen feel ashamed, and they dare not ask more, just look at the holy monk's robe, ride the horse back, and only have a Zen chant.

"Everything is impermanent. It is the law of birth and death. Life and death have passed. Silence is joy. ”

The sound is like a morning bell at dusk, the words are deafening, as if they understand something, but they don't understand it at all, all the craftsmen watched Long Yun'er also ride away, catching up with the sick monk from a distance, and the two sides talked, and then they woke up from the confusion.

Holy Monk ...... What did he say? Why did he seem to have missed a great opportunity? The actions of a master are really unfathomable......

Between the gains and losses of many craftsmen, Long Yun'er also asked in a low voice, "Brother Wen, what did you mean just now?"

“...... It's not interesting, it's just an endorsement. ”

"Huh, isn't it a Zen machine?"

"I know what I'm talking about, it's a Zen machine, I don't even know what I'm saying, it's just an endorsement. Wen Quzhi smiled: "I like the status of a master more and more, and when I encounter those who don't want to agree and are not easy to refuse, it is very useful to talk like this." ”

Simply brushing his sleeves away, the image is hurt, and it is not good in the future, but if he really agrees, he takes the responsibility, and encounters a large number of demon troops, in case he can't resist it, he violates his promise, and if he can't do it, he will have inexplicable cause and effect, which is very troublesome, or use this way to stir up the mud.

If you fall into a war of attrition and attract more and more demon generals to surround you, the cowhide will blow up and expose your weaknesses, so it's better to be cautious.

What kind of tricks does Ping Jianqiu want to play, he has no reason to follow his wishes, the focus of the task is just to escort him to Beijing and create an artifact, and he only needs to protect him.

If the demon army attacks, in the worst case, he coerces him to run away, it doesn't matter if his whole family is dead, it doesn't matter if he is crippled or not, even if he arrives in the imperial capital, there is only one breath left, and he is seriously disabled and bedridden, and the task is completed, at most, he will suffer a loss, and make an artifact on his behalf is ......

There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, just to see if this road can be walked......