Douluo Dalu

Chapter 536 is really getting out.

Shrek’s five strange eyes looked at the building, which is probably the simplest handover ceremony in history. Titan couldn't help but say: "You can't take it seriously."

The taller hateful snorted, "I don't want to enter the tiger's den, I won't get a tiger. I have to join this Tangmen. Boy, can you dare to accept it?"

Tang San smiled slightly and said: "Dare, of course. The predecessors are willing to join Tangmen. In the future, like the predecessors of the Titans, they are the elders of Tangmen."

Gao Gaodao: "Is it possible to know the manufacturing method of this Zhuge god? Rest assured, I am not rumored."

Tang San shook his head and smiled. "This Zhuge **** is just the simplest weapon of Tangmen. How can it match the name of the predecessor? Only the top secret weapon of this door is handed over to the predecessors. Production, in line with the status of the predecessor!"

When I heard this, I suddenly smiled. "Really. Is there any top hidden weapon? Is it better than this Zhuge god?"

Tang Sanzheng said: "That is of course, and these top secret weapons are enough to threaten the life of the title. Once the production is successful, you are the first of its kind in the blacksmith world. Inscribed with your name."

Originally, the height of the building decided to join Tangmen and he was still a bit tempted. Although he was obsessed with casting, he was never as rich as it looked. When I was in Tangmen, I didn't leak it. Is it that I have learned all the time, can't I quit Tangmen? This is the wishful thinking of the tall building. However, at this time, he has been completely attracted by Tang San's words. Where did he know that the flashing gaze of his announcement when he joined Tangmen was clearly captured by Tang San’s Purple Polaroid. Although Tang San did not know his specific ideas, he guessed that he did not really want to join Tangmen.

Tang San took a drawing from the twenty-four bridge moonlight night and handed it to the high-level hand, and then quietly collected the Zhuge **** on the table into his twenty-four bridge moonlight night.

"Predecessors, let's take a look at this drawing. I believe that you will never pass it on. This drawing is part of a peerless weapon. You should take a look at it first. We did buy it this time. A group of metal. As a former president and an elder, should you give us some discounts?"

At this time, the gaze of the building has been completely concentrated on the drawing. "Yes, OK, Silong, I have given it to you. Anything you buy in the association is exempt from their handling fees. If it is from the members of our association, Buy things and tell those guys. Give them a 20% discount."

"Yes, teacher." Who is not in the position of Geng Xincheng? It’s not a big deal to make a 20% discount.

Tang Sanxiang said with a high voice: "Predecessors, then let's go first. When we return to Tangmen, we will call you to start together."

The building waved and said: "Okay, let's go first. Oh, yes. There will be an auction tomorrow night. There should be a lot of good things. Titan, you are familiar with the auction, you can go back to yourself."

As I said, the building has gone to the light of the soul guide and looked at the drawings carefully, in his eyes. In addition to this drawing, nothing can be tolerated. With his experience of the gods, he only looked at it and was attracted by the hidden weapon on the drawing. Just as what Tang said. This picture shows that there is too much exquisiteness compared to the Zhuge gods.

In addition to the casting room in the high building, Oscar couldn't help but get to the side of Tang San. He whispered, "What is the drawing you gave to the building? You are not afraid that he really leaked it? He is the blacksmith association after all. President."

Tang San smiled slightly and said: "It doesn't matter, it's not afraid to leak it. It's just one-third of the rain pear needle manufacturing drawings. There is no practical significance."

That's right, in terms of a single weapon, the Zhuge **** is far less than the rain pear. but. In practical terms, the craftsmanship of Zhuge is more important than the raindrop needle. Is the rain pear flower needle so well made? If it is, it will not be lost in Tangmen before Tang San for so many years. Not to mention the difficulty of the process, the silver mother of the deep sea sinking silver is a big problem. Even if the building can find the silver mother of the deep sea and silver, how much can he find? Can you make a few rain pears? Even if he is really successful, several storm pears will not have much impact on the Douro mainland, but. The Zhuge gods made in large quantities can do it.

This is why Tang San gave the most difficult to manufacture the hidden weapon to the building. And he also believes. With the attraction of the torrential pear flower needle, the building has no idea to think about it. after all. He is obsessed with casting skills. Moreover, what Tang San gave him now was only one-third of the drawings. The height of the building is indeed awkward, but if the land is used well, it will be a big boost for Tangmen in the future. Tang Sanzheng made a few fascinating peacocks, torrential pear flower needles and Buddha anger Tanglian. Although he has experience himself, he still has to cultivate. It is not always possible to use all the time on casting. Although Titan also has enough craftsmanship, he is still too little. Moreover, he has to reconcile the overall situation. Now there is such a blacksmith association president, the gods, the situation is completely different. Tang Sanxin has begun to sketch out how to use the fat man who wants to steal the Tangmen hidden weapon.

Silong didn't know why his teacher made a move. However, as the chief disciple of the building, he had a very strong ability to do things, and he did not show much expression on the surface.

"President of Titan, time is not early, I will invite you to have lunch. Then how about choosing metal?"

Titan smiled and said: "You still know how to be sensible. The old guy in the building is not concerned about casting except for casting. Over the years, many things in the association have been handled by you. The height of the building is really true. You continue the task of guarding."

Silong smiled and said: "This is our voluntariness. If everything is in accordance with the rules, we can't do it at the VIP auction of the Blacksmiths Association. Frankly, the main source of income for the Blacksmiths' Association comes from the auction house. It is."

Titan nodded and said: "This I understand, who let us blacksmiths are not taken seriously. I think this is good, I have a list here, you give it to the following people to buy. I can trust you."

Said while. Titan took a prepared purchase order from the soul guide and handed it to Silong. Indeed, as the new president of the Blacksmiths Association, if he is still not trustworthy, no one can trust it here.

Silong took the list, just looked at it and widened his eyes, sucking a cold breath, "Taitan vice president. I did not read it wrong." On the list, the first line reads: Iron essence, Ten tons.

"I have never heard of anyone who buys iron fines. It's no wonder that you have to go to Gengxin City to purchase. I am afraid that there is no place in the whole continent except for our Gengxin City. The subway is fine."

Titan smiled and said: "Don't forget to give us a discount."

Silong wiped the sweat from his forehead. "Frankly, Vice President Titan, you should know the market. If you really follow the teacher's instructions, I am afraid that the shops of the Blacksmiths will go bankrupt." Look at this, I will give you a 10% discount. So we are already the cost price."

Titan looked at Tang San, Tang San smiled slightly and said: "This is good, you can't let you be busy. You don't have to discount. I heard the elder Titan said that the price of various metals in Gengxin City is the cheapest. One kilogram of iron is only a golden soul coin. We buy it at the original price. However, I hope that you can gather all the metals we need in the shortest possible time."

Tang San is not a profiteer. He is more concerned with long-term cooperation than the money that can be saved immediately.

Silong secretly sighed. "How can it be so good? Then it will be 95% off. For big customers like you, there are always some concessions. You can rest assured that these metals are expensive, but they are still standing. Within three days, you can get together. Just. How are you going to take it?"

Tang Sandao: "Use the soul guide. If our own soul guide is not enough, buy two large-capacity soul guides in Gengxin City. It should be almost the same. Cash on delivery."

The metal purchased this time is mainly iron fine, as well as pure silver, tungsten steel, black iron, Wujin, cold iron, fine gold and so on. Tang San carefully calculated that this batch of metal was enough for Tangmen to use within a year or two. As long as everything goes well, it is enough to create a batch of suitable hidden weapons. Not only can meet the requirements of the Seven Treasures and the equipment outside Tangmen itself. Can also hoard a batch. As for who to sell, it depends on the situation. Anyway, this is a business that makes a steady profit.

Silong secretly calculated the total price of the metal. Even with his new president, the heartbeat can not help but accelerate, this is a lot of money! The transaction fee drawn by the association alone is not a small fortune. What's more, he went to the procurement of natural preference for the purchase of the association's shops.

He also can see that among this pedestrian, Tang San is the real leader, and now he has promised to rush. Such a big customer, even if there is no Titan relationship, will be valued by the Blacksmiths Association. You know, the amount involved will reach as much as the 200,000 gold spirits of terror. For the blacksmith industry, this is already an astronomical figure. It is equivalent to the total amount of business flow of the entire Blacksmiths Association for one year.

Out of the Blacksmiths Association, Silong smiled and took everyone to a restaurant not far from the association. Even if the outside world does not know that he is about to succeed the president of the association, he is one of the most distinguished guests here as a master of his blacksmith.

As soon as I entered the restaurant, the boss who stood at the counter immediately won it and stood respectfully. "Shrron Master, you are coming. Please."

Silong is not so polite to outsiders, and he looks indifferent: "It's still the old place."

The boss’s look became awkward. “Yes, sorry, Master Silong, give you another room. Today the room has been booked.”

Silong brows, "old bag, today I want to entertain important guests. Do you let me face this way?"

A fine layer of sweat has emerged on the forehead of the boss. "Don't dare, don't dare, just, just..."

Silong cold channel: "What is it?"

The boss lowered his voice and said: "I really can't afford to book the real estate. I think you should understand and understand the small land. It is the man of the main hall of Wu Hun."

Geng Xincheng is considered to be one of the main cities in the Xingluo Empire. Therefore, the Wuhun Temple here is also the main hall of Wuhun. The Wuhun Temple has great power on the whole continent, and almost all levels of cities have their existence.

One person who heard the main hall of Wu Hun, Silong’s face could not help but be ugly. But he still resisted. He looked at the Titans and other people around him and didn't have any dissatisfaction. Then he said to the boss: "Okay, old bag, I am not difficult for you, give us another one."

The boss was stunned and hurriedly nodded with a smile. "Sloan Master. Please come to your guests. Today is really mine. This is my count." The boss is obviously very good, plus that humble. It’s hard to blame him even if it’s Silong.

Although Silong and Tang San people do not want to make trouble, they do not mean that others do not want to make trouble.

While the group was preparing to follow the boss upstairs, there was a yin and yang voice behind him. "Who am I? It was originally the Grand Master of Silong! Do you want to give the place to you!"

The people turned around and looked. Seven or eight people dressed in the martial arts hall deacons came over, the first one, the age and Silong seem to be similar, the hair has been somewhat gray, the hook nose. Small eyes, big mouth fork, the skin on the face is as ugly as the dried orange peel, but there is a disdainful expression in a pair of eyes. And those who are behind him. It’s more than one hate, you can’t look at the sky with your eyes, and you’re arrogant. Needless to ask, Tang San also knows that these people must have come from the main hall of Geng Xincheng in Wuhun Temple.

Silong’s face sank, “Bishop Myers, what do you mean by this?”

The old man headed by Wu Hun Temple, which is Myers, has a sneer at the corner of his mouth. I walked slowly. "Oh, I don't mean anything. Everyone knows it for so many years. I don't want to show respect. You are a master-level subway maker. Do you know what the big-level blacksmith is? "The last sentence was asked to everyone in the Wuhun Temple behind him."

These guys have a very good understanding, and some people immediately replied: "It's still a blacksmith."

Myers laughed and said, "Yes. It's still a blacksmith. Poor you have more than 70 levels of repairs. It's a useless soul teacher. Silong, let me give you the room is not impossible. As long as you Can convince the president of the building. Incorporate your blacksmiths association into our Wuhun Hall. How good is it to develop in the future?"

Silong's face is already mad, and yes, he is indeed a soul-level soul teacher. However, as a soul-soul teacher, he is like the original Xiaoao, and he does not have any attack power.

"Myers, don't forget, here is Geng Xincheng." Sloan almost bit his teeth and said this.

Myers sneered. "How about that. Don't say it is you, even if the city owner of Geng Xincheng sees me, I have to be polite. Go away. Good dogs don't block." As he said, he waved Suddenly, a vigorously pulled Silong fell to the side.

However, Silong's body quickly stabilized, and Oscar assisted him. When Silong fell, it naturally revealed the later Tang San and others. When Melston was stunned, it was not because he knew Tang San and others, but he saw two girls in the crowd at a glance.

The skin is white and tender as if to drop water to the Ning Rongrong, purely like a small dance of lilies, two great colors appear in front of you, so that his spirit can not help but burst into a sigh. Although he was the master of the main hall of Geng Xincheng, he has seen many beautiful girls, but like the two outstanding colors, he has never seen it, let alone a close contact.

Almost swallowed a saliva in the case of variable eyes, and the expression on Myers’ face suddenly changed. It was just cold and cold, and with his age, it’s really a bit of a sense.

"Silong, where are you from the two girls who are being trafficked? Well, they are so beautiful." As he said, he went straight to Ning Rongrong and Xiaowu.

Perhaps it is the feeling of the other side, the small dance subconsciously shrinks toward Tang Sanhuai. Ma Hongjun, who was standing next to Tang San, had to move, but was dragged by Tang San, but the Titan had already greeted him, roaring, and unabashedly released his own violent soul fluctuations. Suddenly, the huge pressure suddenly blooms like a wave.

Myers just got ready to raise his hand and touched the little dance, but only felt a boring chest, a few steps back from the body, and his face was shocked. Looking at Titan's tall body and the momentum of his body, he couldn't help but change his face.

Wu Hun Temple can be described as a powerful power, Miles did not brag. Even the city owner of Gingxin City saw him to be polite. The identity of the soul teacher is noble, plus the power of the Wuhun Temple. He can be said to be like the emperor in this Gengxin city. But in the end, he is still a soul teacher. In the world of the Soul Master, strength is the cost of speaking. When he felt the mighty momentum of Titan, the frivolity of the whole person's face suddenly became dignified. The men behind me were even more unbearable, and they retreated in front of the pressure of the Titans. Their faces have become pale.

Myers is also a soul of the 60th level. But he clearly felt that the old man in front of him was not able to compete with himself. The tyrannical atmosphere was at least two levels higher than himself. In other words, the old man should be a strongman above the level of Contra. If it is in the Wu Hun Temple, this is equivalent to the strength of the Cardinal. Although they are many people, they can only eat and face in the face of such a strong person.

"You are?" Myers looked at the Titan in amazement.

Without waiting for the Titan to open, Tang San suddenly shook his hand, and a token flew out and threw it on Myers.

Miles raised his hand subconsciously. This time, his face has become pale, and the whole body trembles in panic, and the token in his hand slips off.

However, the familiar pattern on the token was deeply imprinted into his mind.

Tang San faintly sounded. "I don't want to be disturbed by the mood of eating, not to roll."

When Mars was stunned, he rushed to pick up the token and handed it back to Tang San. Then I turned my eyes to the men, and I actually squatted on the ground and rolled out. At this time, for his own life, he has no choice of face.

Seeing that the boss did this, although the soul teachers did not know what happened, they were not fools. They knew that they had hit the iron plate today, and they quickly went to learn how Miles looked.

Tang San’s token is naturally the one that Tang Yan gave to the master. After Tang returned to Shrek College, the master gave him the token. Although the absolute relationship with the Wu Hun Temple is absolute, the role of this token is quite large. It's no wonder that Miles is afraid that tokens represent the elders' status. And the elders of the Wuhun Hall, which one is not the title of the Douro level? Coupled with the pre-existing pressure of the Titans, he suddenly made a problem with his judgment. He knows the authority of the Presbyterian Church. It is the highest authority of the Wu Hun Temple, even the Pope. When Tang San was easy, he would let him go, and he quickly got out. Out of the door. I ran away as soon as I smoked. I didn’t even dare to look at the hotel again.

at this time. The whole hotel is already silent, whether it is Silong or hotel owner. Or those guests, watching Tang San, their eyes are like watching monsters. The Titan turned back and said to the hotel owner: "I don't have a way yet?"

The hotel owner just woke up and looked more humble. "You are very grateful, please, please." Of course, the place where they ate became the room that Sloan wanted at the beginning. I didn’t use Sloan to order food at all, and the boss arranged it quickly.

As soon as the boss went out, Silong’s face could not help but sink down and looked at Tang San. “You are the people of Wuhun Temple?” As a disciple of the building, the master of the Blacksmiths’ Association, the piece thrown by Tang San He naturally knows the brand.

Without the opening of Tang San, Titan has already taken the initiative to say: "Your boy is relieved. We have nothing to do with the Wu Hun Temple. If you have to say anything, it is absolutely hostile. I will introduce you to you and you will understand. The Ning Rongrong girl, born in Qibao Liuzong."

Ning Rongrong naturally sees the disharmony between the Blacksmiths Association and the Wuhun Temple. The language explanation is worse than speaking with facts. The right hand was lifted up, and with the flash of treasure, her Jiubao glass tower floated on the palm of her right hand with dazzling brilliance.

Silong did not notice that the pagoda in her hand was nine layers, because his whole person had been stunned by the dazzling six soul rings above.

How big is Ning Rongrong? In Shrek's seven blame, her age is only slightly larger than Zhu Zhuqing, and she is long and small, and she doesn't look like she is twenty years old. But on the Jiubao glass tower that appeared in her hand, the dazzling six soul rings were so clear.

When the Titans had reservations, Ning Rongrong said it himself, "My father is very windy."

Silong took a deep breath. These people can't help but look at each other. He now understands why these people are prepared to buy so many precious metals but have not discussed the price too much. Qibao Liuzong is the richest sect in the world of the soul teacher! Their wealth is even jealous of the Wuhun Temple.

At the same time, his gaze towards Tang San has also changed somewhat. Obviously, this pedestrian is headed by Tang San. It is possible to let the patriarch of the power follow, and let the daughter of the Seven Treasures sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the singer be with him. What kind of identity is this young man?

but. He is not old enough to ask. Just silently nodded, the whole person's expression also relaxed.

Ma Hongjun was dissatisfied with Tang Sandao: "Three brothers, why didn't you let me teach the **** just now. Didn't you see their arrogant look? Really want to kill them."

Tang San shook his head to Ma Hongjun, faintly said: "We can't bring trouble to the blacksmith association. If you do it, Wuhun Temple will record this account on the Blacksmiths Association. At that time, the association will have big troubles. I also hope that the cooperation with the Blacksmiths Association will be so sloppy."

Oscar didn't say anything because he knew. Tang San is by no means a tolerant person, especially when Miles wants to tease a little dance. The little dance is the imprisonment of Tang San. At this time, he looks calm, but what is hidden under the calm? ?

I heard the words of Tang San. Silong looked at Tang Sandi's eyes and could not describe it with surprise. Even a little more respect, no doubt, Tang San said it was right. If they just started, they really did. Then, the Wu Hun Temple, which is a sight to the Blacksmiths Association, will definitely launch a swift revenge directly to the Blacksmiths Association without any politeness. Wu Hun Temple has been looking for such an opportunity. After all, here is Geng Xincheng, the Blacksmiths Association is deeply rooted. It is not easy for Wu Hun Temple to want to move them if they don't have to.

"Thank you, Xiaoyou. I haven't asked for advice yet, is Xiaoyou your name?" Silong said with a grateful gratitude.

Tang Sandao: "In the next Tang III. Silong predecessors. Can you tell us about the relationship between the Blacksmiths Association and Wuhun Temple?"

Listening to Tang San once again mentioning Wu Hun Temple, Si Long couldn’t help but flash a chill. "What is the relationship? In the view of Wu Hun Temple, our blacksmiths association is a chicken rib, tasteless, and a pity." Didn't move us. You also saw that my brothers and I personally guarded the association more than three layers. In fact, as our soul teacher. This kind of guardian is more of a symbolic nature. It means respect for all VIPs. Now, this kind of defense has really become an external defense. Recently, some time, some people have come to the Blacksmiths Association to make trouble. And they are all people of the Wuhun Temple. I am the soul level. They put pressure on them, and they really put their hands on the stuff. This is why the Myers’s soul is lower than me, and I am so arrogant. It’s because the last time there was a martial arts person to make trouble, I hurt myself. They only know that we are just a few soul teachers. For this matter, we have been in a headache."

"Actually, from the Wu Hun Temple itself, there is no interest in our blacksmiths association. After all, the blacksmith profession is much worse than the soul teacher. Want to compile our blacksmith association, it is the Myers. The **** himself meant that he was planning to get a good deal from our blacksmiths association. After all, the income of the entire association in Gengxincheng is quite impressive."

After listening to the words of Silong, Tang San has basically understood the relationship between the Blacksmiths Association and the Wuhun Temple. Holding a small dance and a small hand, smiled and said: "Where is the main hall of the martial arts in Gingxin City?"

Silong suddenly found out that when Tang San asked this sentence, his eyes clearly showed a hint of killing. When the killing flashed over, he couldn’t help but feel a cold in his level.

"Tang San Xiaoyou, you are this..."

Tang San is still a smile on his face. "I just just inquire about it. After the meal, I have to trouble the president of Silong to prepare what we need as soon as possible. Oh, yes. We will also participate in the blacksmith tomorrow. The association's auction. You have to trouble arrange it."

Silong nodded and said: "This is no problem. You are our big customers. The main hall of Wuhun is in the east of the city. It is obvious that the building is much more magnificent than the city government. The martial arts master here. There are about forty soul divisions in the temple. Among them, Myers has the highest rank, between 63 and 66. Among the other soul teachers, there are four others above the 50th level. They are all ordinary soul masters below level 50. Most of them are in the second and third grades. After all, this is not an important city. The staff of the Wushen main hall is not luxurious."

Tang San and Si Long looked at each other and did not continue to talk about this topic. However, for the detailed description of Silong's strength composition, Tang San was very satisfied. This soul-level soul teacher is not confused at all!

The Chinese meal was very harmonious. Under the deliberate hospitality of the hotel owner, almost all the best materials were produced and carefully crafted by the best chefs. Although it is not a delicious food, it is definitely worth a lot.

After the meal, although the hotel owner repeatedly said that he would not collect the money, Silong paid five gold soul coins. Even though that is the cost price. But it also fully proves the difference between the Blacksmiths Association and the Wuhun Temple. You know, the guy who is coming to eat is never giving money.

Silong has been arranging accommodation for Tang San and his entourage, and then he went to Zhang Luo to get all the metals they needed.

The residence is located on the other side of the Blacksmiths' Association. It is a hotel that the Blacksmiths Association specializes in serving guests and setting up their own. Although not luxurious, it is absolutely clean. For the sake of everyone's stay, Sloan specifically ordered that the highest level of the hotel be closed separately and everyone should stay in it.

When Si Long’s front foot just left, Ma Hongjun couldn’t help it. He naturally saw something from the conversation between Tang San and Si Long. At this time, he couldn’t wait to ask: “Three brothers, are we going to teach Wuhun? The guys in the temple? They dared to insult the little dance and Rongrong. I was angry when I thought about it. For so many years, when did our brothers get this kind of anger?"

Without outsiders, Tang San does not need to hide anything. "The Wu Hun Temple owes us so much, it is time to collect interest."

Ma Hongjun was overjoyed, "When do we act?"

Tang San apparently already thought about it. "After the end of the auction tomorrow night. The black wind is high and killing people."

Tang San’s choice of time is obviously a reflection. Silong needs three days of preparation time. That is to say, the metal they need will be gathered the day after tomorrow. And tomorrow, I will be able to try my luck again at the auction. Regardless of how to retaliate against the Wuhun Temple, they will leave here the day after tomorrow.

Titan licked his fist and his bones rang. "I have long been looking for trouble in Wu Hun Temple. It is not our place here. It’s good to pack them up."

Tang San looked at the empty eyes of the little dance around him. He couldn't help but see the scene where the young dancers sacrificed themselves to save themselves when they were besieged by the masters of the Wuhun Temple. The strong sting in the heart turned into a cold murder that eroded his heart.

"Elder Titan, you can't come out tomorrow. Your goal is too obvious. You can't easily leak the wind. Fat man, you will go with me tomorrow. Just two of us."

Titan hesitated a moment, said: "There are few masters, there are dozens of soul teachers after all, there are two of you, are you too little?"

Tang San shook his head. "Two people are enough. One kills, one sets fire."