These players are more cunning than cunning

Chapter 483: Forging Immortal Weapons, Heading for the Sea Clan City
The teaching of non-birth.

"Damn it, damn it, why are they chasing us all day long?"

The old mother took a deep breath. They had a hard life these years.

The Wusheng Sect is not good at immortal weapons.

As a result, the entire Kyushu came to eavesdrop on their communication tokens, and everything they said and talked about was heard.

The entire Wusheng Sect was nearly destroyed several times because of this.

In the end, they were forced to use their potential and the forging techniques of immortal weapons, and only then were they able to barely escape being tracked.

Unfortunately, those unethical major sects are still frantically besieging them in various ways, saying that they have taken the inheritance of the master craftsman Xirong, and they are seeking justice for their friends and taking back the inheritance.

Wuxin's mother was so angry that she couldn't even speak.

Do you really want justice?

I'm just jealous of other people's Xirong inheritance!
"Master Craftsman Xirong, things are different now! And all the major master craftsman forces, I want you to pay with blood!"

Mother Wusheng was furious and looked at a certain girl at that moment:

"We succeeded. You finally forged a mid-grade five-cycle immortal weapon! Today, we are the second successor of the Xirong Master Craftsman!"

She looked at a talented girl, Wusheng Whale.

This is a demon baby that has been stacked to the limit, and it is even stacked like the royal baby of the Xin Dynasty in the early days of the founding of the country!
The Wusheng Sect likes to sneak into various sects.

In the royal family, there were also royal bloodlines who were bewitched into becoming followers of the Wusheng Cult.

Unfortunately, an accident happened that year, and he was born as an ordinary mortal. He did not have the royal spiritual roots, but only the basic all-round wisdom of the Xin family.

She was a ghost who died as a mortal, and her years were older than Xin Xichen.

Now, after a hundred years of being implanted with Xirong's shadow crocodile spiritual roots after his death, his cultivation level is not very high.

But the forging technology is amazing!

In addition, he developed the spiritual roots of the master craftsman Xirong, studied various forging magical powers, including the functions of soul splitting and fusion, and successfully forged many immortal artifacts.

They have kept up with the times!

However, they are ultimately just a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

Wu Xin's mother sighed, "Our deputy leader of the Wu Sheng Sect hasn't contacted us for another ten years. We have been hunted down severely recently, and a number of low-level believers have died, and many have become evil."

"Just sell it to them again. It doesn't matter if it's low-level."

Over the years, it has always been genuine direct sales from the manufacturers, with no middlemen making a profit from the price difference.

"Damn the master craftsman Xirong!" She felt heartbroken when she thought of so many believers who had died.

Ning Zheng had no plans to cooperate with Doukouhong immediately and continued to hide for the time being.

He honestly developed the basic business of the villa, and handed the information given by the Sword Fairy to Jiucairong, allowing them to digest and absorb it.

And started to work on another thing:

Expand the territory of the villa.

The previous villa was too small because it was used for traveling.

Ning Zheng plans to use a protective shield to encompass the surrounding sea area and incorporate it into the management of the villa.

This not only makes fishing more convenient, but also provides some space for the little ember blacksmiths to go out for gathering, swimming, and adventure.

After all, the Sword Forge Villa and the Embers Adventure Team went to the neighboring hill to gather various game and collect wood.

It’s not a bad idea to go to the nearby sea to catch seafood now.

"Great."

“The map has expanded.”

"Go to the sea."

“We can still fish.”

In the villa square, they were extremely grateful.

So began the busy and fulfilling days at the villa.

The young blacksmiths were getting familiar with the pattern and experience of the new era, and they even began to study a new-age book "Basic Forging Theory of Immortal Weapons" that Ning Zheng bought from Xinyi Island.

[This book is produced by Xirong Academy. Xirong Master Craftsman is the founder of the basic theory of immortal tools. His concept of immortal tools is the Yin-Yang Soul Bubble.]

In the blacksmith shop, a group of blacksmiths led by Dao Jiujiu were watching with fascination.

"So this is what we think!" Dao Jiujiu clapped his hands in amazement. "I've learned something." A blacksmith was ecstatic.

“There is such a forging technique?”

"With this trick, we will have a good success rate in forging some low-level immortal artifacts in the future, such as low-grade + low-grade spiritual roots."

"As expected of Xirong Master Craftsman, learning his skills is like an epiphany. From now on, our blacksmith shop will innovate its technology and we will be able to forge immortal weapons!"

"Brothers, start charging, find random low-grade immortal roots to fuse, make an illustration, and try to make a new era painting card."

“But we don’t have Pyeongchang Castle anymore, so how can we sell it?”

"Go to the city of the Sea Clan, sell it to them, and find their 'Pingchang City'."

"Fuck, that makes sense."

The blacksmith shop began to work hard.

Painted cards have become obsolete with the times, and now fairy weapons are very popular.

They have already prepared some new low-level magic weapons and sold them to nearby cities, and at the same time, they will build interpersonal relationships and infiltrate the enemy camp.

In the conference room.

We are also adapting to the new era and formulating various policies.

Jiucai Rong: "I heard that the dragon tribe is not friendly to us Xirong Godsmiths. Now we just happened to run into the sea water. Our goal is to blend into the dragon tribe."

Ye Kuangxiu was so angry that his face turned red: "Shameless! Didn't they just burn their ancestral graves? Can't they be a little more tolerant? They are not 1% wrong?"

Auntie Xian: "Hehe, who would have thought that Xirong Godsmith is actually a member of the Dragon Clan, and each of them is a little dragon blacksmith. We hid in the hostile forces for three years, blended into the enemy army, and became high-ranking officials. The Dragon Clan Emperor is us!"

Su Yu Niang: "Isn't he the Qilin Boy or the Human God Boy? How did he turn into a dragon?"

Fairy Medicine: "You don't understand, there will be dragon boys, we are the unity of all races!"

Jiucai Rong: "Ahem, this is the general outline of this meeting. We will forge low-level immortal weapons and start to open up the market."

The blacksmith shop, meeting room, spiritual farming area, and various professional divisions were all re-planning and soon released various daily tasks.

New mainline target: Dragon Clan!
The dragon race's foundation is not much weaker than that of the human race.

The human race controls the Nine Provinces on land, while the dragon race and other mythical beast races such as the Qilin control the vast ocean outside the Nine Provinces.

Ning Zheng ignored the excitement and chattering of these young blacksmiths. After all, no matter how excited they were, they could only run and swing hammers. They were all guys with high expectations but poor skills, and it would take some time for them to adapt to this era.

He began to go to Xinyizhou City every day to check on the situation, adapt to the times, drink a little wine, and walk around.

Then he went to Princess Xin'e and occasionally talked with the Sword Fairy.

Only then did I realize that they had been acquiring female ghosts from the lower-level members of the Wusheng Sect every ten years or so over the years, and the number of female ghosts dying suddenly was increasing day by day.

We have already acquired more than 50,000 low-level female ghost cult members.

Ning Zheng was stunned.

What a big surprise!
This is a naturally occurring female ghost.

If we convert the number, I'm afraid at least tens of millions of believers have died.

After careful inquiries, I learned that the headquarters city of the Wusheng Sect, which was only smaller than the provincial capital, had been breached!
Nearly 100 million people in the city died.

This means that all the foundation of the Wusheng Sect has been destroyed, and now only a small force is left, hiding in the dark.

"So miserable?" Ning Zheng took a deep breath.

The capital city is a huge walled living area with various small towns, mountains, rivers and forests inside. Ning Zheng quickly controlled Princess Xin'e and came to a secret base.

He saw fifty thousand followers of the Wusheng sect.

Very quickly, all done.

+10!
A shocking number emerged.

Ning Zheng was delighted.

10 a day, 300 million a month, this is a very exaggerated number.

Of course, for safety reasons, Ning Zheng still spent 2.5 on daily luck consumption, leaving only 7.5.

So, adding to the original daily luck value of 2.5, Ning Zheng's daily luck has now reached 10.

This is the biggest surprise in a hundred years!
The luck value has also kept up with the times.

"Well done." Ning Zheng looked at the Sword Fairy and took a deep breath. "In this way, after accumulating for a few more days, we can start to make it come out into the world."

(End of this chapter)