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Chapter 172 Produced by Xuantian (please order the full version)

Xuantian's disciple was injured, and Lin Tianyi was not in the mood to continue watching.

After spending half an afternoon with the Taoist thief, the negative effects of the fate exchange are finally coming to an end.

I have to say that Xuantian Daomen's mountain-protecting formation is still powerful.

The negative status given by the Evolution Palace can be resisted.

After lunch, Lin Tianyi and Lin Weier also started to pack their things and prepare to retreat.

Gu Xiaochao has contacted Lin Tianyi several times.

There was no way. During the time when Lin Tianyi went up the mountain, it could be said that he hardly looked at his mobile phone. He was completely focused on studying skills to enhance his strength. While the effect was remarkable, he was also in a state of evaporation.

Angry, Gu Xiaochao complained several times.

"Oh, we're going down the mountain soon. We'll go back today."

"Nothing big happened in the class, right?"

Replying to the message from his best friend, Lin Tianyi, accompanied by Ling Xianzi, went to a treasure house in Xuantian Dao Sect to receive three epic props.

Normally, he should leave Xuantian Dao Sect first. Anyway, after the equipment is ready, Xuantian disciples can trade it to him through the Evolution Palace.

But how cautious is Lin Tianyi?
  Since there are props that can enhance strength, they must be worn as soon as possible.

Otherwise, what if something unexpected happens and you suffer a big loss because you don’t get the equipment?
  Out of this mentality, Lin Tianyi went directly to Ling Xianzi as soon as the equipment was ready and took the time to take him to pick up the equipment.

Lin Tianyi is now at Xuantian Daomen, and he is treated like a super VIP.

Hearing that he was leaving and preparing to pick up the equipment, Zhang Daoqian said nothing and directly ordered Ling Xianzi to take him to pick it up in person.

On the way, Ling Xianzi gave instructions:

"Brother Xiaolin, I'll finish picking up the equipment in a while. Remember to keep a low profile when you leave. Today's rematch will be decided. Many people from aristocratic families will come down the mountain."

Lin Tianyi knew what he was referring to.

A large number of evolvers and extraordinary beings gathered together. Without the shield of the Xuantian Dao Gate, some might trigger the trial, and some might even be directly recruited by the Evolution Palace like Ling Xianzi.

In this case, the probability of being dragged into the task is still very high.

Walking on the plank road, Lin Tianyi frowned and asked:
  "Senior Brother Lingxian, how about... I leave two days later?"

The latter replied helplessly:
  "Actually, it would be better if you left a day earlier. At that time, everyone was waiting for the preliminary round to be over, and there were very few people who came down early."

"But there is no other way. You came to our mountain just to avoid disasters. If you leave for a day early, it is better to wait until your luck is normal before taking action."

"It's not possible now. The Luotian Festival will last for a week before it is over. The guests on the mountain will also be divided into batches, unless you can stay here for another ten days and a half."

This situation is also helpless. Since the emergence of evolutionary trials, the gathering of extraordinary people is indeed dangerous, just like ants moving on the eve of rain, which always attracts the attention of various animals.

When Lin Tian heard this, he shook his head and said:
  "Forget it, it's a blessing not a curse. After the negative buff of the fate swap disappears, let's go as planned."

Ling Xianzi nodded, he still recognized Lin Tianyi's strength.

Moreover, he was accompanied by that person...

Take a bus to the metallurgical workshop of Xuantian Daomen.

This is an old metallurgical workshop used to produce legal coins, souvenirs, and swords. In ancient times, it was a blacksmith shop. Taoist priests produced farm tools and sold iron pots in exchange for money and food. But what outsiders don't know is that Xuantian Dao Sect is also a famous manufacturer of magical weapons in the supernatural world.

All kinds of magical instruments engraved with Dao patterns and consecrated are all produced by them themselves.

It's not like those fake Buddha heads and vajra pestles sold in the market, which have no effect.

The three of them were far away, and Lin Tianyi saw bursts of light smoke slowly coming out from the mouth of the two water ladle-shaped metallurgical furnaces that were narrow at the top and thick at the bottom, and the sound of clanking was heard regularly.

"That's our Dao Sect's forging room over there." Ling Xianzi introduced.

The three of them walked closer from a distance, and soon saw that porcelain was being fired in the courtyard. They opened the iron gate that said "Metallurgical Powerful Area, No Access for Unused Persons". Lin Tianyi happened to see a man with muscles all over his body exploding, continuing with a short message. A middle-aged man with a beard, holding a long burning tongs in his hand, held the embryo of an iron sword and stuffed it into the water to condense.

stab.

A large amount of water vapor is rising. Many young Taoist priests are busy adding charcoal to the kiln, while others are banging iron tools on the side. The scene is very lively.

Ling Xianzi looked at the short-bearded man holding a burning pliers and forging a sword embryo, and said with a smile:

"Little Junior Uncle, I'm here to see Fourth Senior Uncle."

The man called Junior Uncle grabbed the towel on his shoulder and wiped the sweat on his body. His eyes fell on Lin Tianyi and Lin Weier, and he said with a smile:

"Oh! Go in, Second Senior Sister and Fourth Senior Brother are already busy at the final stage, and the things will be taken away soon."

As he spoke, his eyes stayed on Lin Weier and kept staring.

Several people entered the house, and the banging sounds inside became louder.

Some are heavy, knock-by-blow knocks, while others are hammer-bump hits like a shower. In the distance, sparks from the friction of the grinding wheel fly, and the air is filled with heat waves.

Lin Weier looked at everything here curiously, and Lin Tianyi was also shocked by the scale of the workshop.

Rows of half-engraved magic swords can be seen hanging or stacked everywhere. On the high roof, various bells are staggeredly distributed, and talismans are tied with red ropes below.

Walking through the busy workshop, Ling Xianzi introduced:
  "This is the place where ancient magic swords are produced, and the backyard is where the formations are engraved. You will see my second and fourth uncles later. You must be polite. These uncles have weird tempers."

Entering the backyard, Lin Tianyi saw a giant cauldron with blazing fire cooking oil and flowers all over it. The sesame oil was burning inside, enshrining a skinny old Taoist holding a Taoist sword.

Ling Xianzi bowed and bowed, and led the two of them around the giant cauldron, along the bluestone corridor, and towards the backyard.

I don’t know what clever means were used here. The three people just turned a corner, and the noisy banging outside immediately disappeared without a trace.

When you turn into the backyard, you can only hear the sound of more than a dozen Taoist priests chanting scriptures in unison.

Among them, there was also an old Taoist, holding a Taoist sword and a magic bell in his hand, and seemed to be holding a consecration ceremony.

Watching all this with curiosity, the three people finally arrived at the last building of the metallurgical workshop and entered the quaint main hall. There were two huge bright desks on the left and right, with an old Taoist and a Taoist nun sitting on them.

The old Taoist held a pitch-black whetstone in his hand and was grinding it back and forth on a slender bone knife.

On the other side, the Taoist nun was wearing a monocle, holding a gold needle in her hand and tracing on a pair of dragon scale armor.

Lin Tian took one look and was attracted by the domineering appearance of the dragon scale armor and bone knife.

The Taoist nun raised her head, looked at Lin Tianyi and Lin Weier, and said lightly:
  "The materials you gave me are still lacking. This armor lacks a weapon spirit."

　It will be delivered in the middle of the night, please place an order, sir.

　　
  　
  (End of this chapter)