God Soldier Atlas - Chapter 414 Wherever there are human races, there are divine soldiers in Tiangong Pavilion

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There were thousands of people in the venue, but no one made a sound.

Only the sound of burning flames echoed in the air.

Everyone stared at the high platform, the man with the fire dragon hovering in front of him.

Everyone who has seen this scene will not forget it for many years.

The pavilion master of Tiangong Pavilion, casting magic weapons with his bare hands.

I'm afraid this will become a new legend in the world.

Seeing everyone's reaction, Cui Lin was secretly surprised.

The previous pavilion owner hadn't appeared in front of people for many years, which made Tiangong Pavilion's reputation outside the pavilion not as loud as it used to be.

When many people mentioned Tiangong Pavilion, they even had some disdain.

After this time, who would dare to question the ability of Tiangong Pavilion?

In terms of casting soldiers, Tiangong Pavilion is still the strongest in the world!

The pseudo-god Jintong's eyes flickered, and the killing intent in his eyes was almost impossible to hide.

The stronger Zhou Shu, the greater the threat to him.

His murder of the former Tiangong Pavilion Master has always been a hidden danger. Even if Wu Zongquan doesn't know about it now, one day he knows, and he will definitely seek revenge for himself.

To be a thief with a guilty conscience is to say that he is false.

He could not wait to go on stage to kill Wu Zongquan immediately, but if he lent him a courage, he did not dare to do it now.

This is the succession ceremony of the pavilion master of Tiangong Pavilion. The masters of Tiangong Pavilion are gathered together. Even if he is a false god, he dare not say what benefits he can get from so many masters.

"Hmph, just let you live a few more days."

The pseudo-god Jintong said coldly in his heart.

This Wu Zongquan must die!

Zhan has been staring at the pseudo-god Jintong, and he naturally saw the killing intent emanating from the pseudo-god Jintong.

He also began to plan how to clean up this false supernatural power.

Killing a pseudo-god, Pang Tie, made Lian Zhan's heart bigger. Before they saw the pseudo-god, they always took a detour. Now, when they saw the pseudo-god, they were thinking about **** them.

The eyes of the two collided in the air, as if a spark was shooting out.

Cui Lin glanced at Zhan and then at the pseudo-god Jintong, his heart sank.

Wouldn't the pavilion master want to attack the pseudo-god Jintong?

This just killed a pseudo-god Pang Tie, and he wants to kill the pseudo-god Jintong again?

What is he trying to do? !

Cui Lin narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly, a voice sounded in his ear.

"Do you know how the former Pavilion Master of Tiangong Pavilion died?"

The expression on Cui Lin's face froze, and he stared at the surroundings.

"Who!"

There was a look of horror in his eyes.

Even if they were paying attention to Zhou Shu's casting soldiers, those false gods still noticed Cui Lin's reaction.

"Vice Pavilion Master Cui, what happened? Could it be that your Pavilion Master made a mistake in casting soldiers?"

A pseudo-god who was familiar with Cui Lin asked.

Cui Lin shook his head and looked around with a serious expression, trying to find the person who transmitted the voice.

But his eyes swept across the audience, and he still couldn't see anything unusual. All the false gods had the same expressions as normal, and he couldn't tell who was speaking.

"Don't look for it, you can't find me."

That thin voice resounded in Cui Lin's ears again.

"You don't have to talk, just nod if you want, shake your head if you don't want to."

The voice continued, "I didn't want to meddle in my own business, but I can't stand the arrogance of some people."

Cui Lin's expression was solemn, and after a while, he nodded slightly.

The old pavilion owner had a kindness to him, and the two also had friendship for thousands of years. If he knew who killed the old pavilion owner, Cui Lin would definitely not let him go.

"Far in the sky, close in front of you."

The voice said with a hint of joking.

Cui Lintong's hole shot out a ray of light that seemed to be substantial.

Far in the sky, close in front of you?

There are so many false gods in front of them, any one has the possibility to kill the old pavilion master, and they do have the ability!

How does this let him know who it is?

If it wasn't for the inappropriate occasion, Cui Lin really wanted to yell, are you kidding me? !

Before he could roar, the voice continued to ring in his ears.

"Listen, the person who killed Tiangong Pavilion's previous pavilion master was a pseudo-magic."

The voice was indeterminate, as if it came from all directions, and Cui Lin couldn't determine the specific source of the voice at all.

This sentence made Cui Lin's eyes narrow again.

He looked at Zhan suspiciously.

Zhan has been fighting against Maimang with the pseudo-god Jintong, as long as he is not a fool, he can see the incompatibility between the two.

Cui Lin even wondered if Zhan and Zhou Shu were thinking about killing the pseudo-god Jintong.

Now it just so happens that a guy who hides his head and shows his tail, told himself that the person who killed the old pavilion master was a pseudo-magic.

This made him suspicious.

Is it a voice in the dark, trying to sow discord?

They want to kill the pseudo-jintong, and they want to use my power, so they told me that the person who killed the old pavilion master was a pseudo-jintong?

Cui Lin had doubts in his heart, but no matter how he thought about it, the voice just now was not the voice of Zhan.

Of course, Zhan can disguise his voice, but how did he transmit his voice to himself in front of so many false gods?

Cui Lin didn't know if the pseudo-god could do this, but at least on the surface, Zhan Kan didn't even look in his direction, and it didn't seem like he was the one who transmitted the voice.

"Who is the person who killed the old pavilion master, I will definitely investigate clearly."

Cui Lin said coldly in his heart.

He couldn't trust someone who didn't even dare to show his face.

It is even more impossible to attack the pseudo-god Jintong just because of this inexplicable sentence.

He was also worried about the other party's strategy to drive away the wolf.

Cui Lin remained calm and waited for a while, but did not hear the sound again.

At this time, everyone suddenly exclaimed.

Cui Lin looked up and saw that on the high platform, Zhou Shu's casting of soldiers had begun to wrap up.

I saw two fire dragons flying up and down, and in the middle of the two fire dragons, a long sword had appeared.

As if two dragons were fighting for a pearl, that long sword, wandering between the two fire dragons, was brilliant.

Ordinary soldiers casting soldiers use a casting furnace, and put the casting materials into it. How could Zhou Shu have so many tricks?

People who cast soldiers can't understand it, but it's also very exciting to see it as a juggling.

Only the forging divisions of Tiangong Pavilion saw some doorways, and all of them showed admiration on their faces.

Originally, when they received the news that the pavilion master took over, they were very dissatisfied with this Wu Zongquan who had never heard of it before.

There are several deputy pavilion masters who even thought about how to give Wu Zongquan a slap in the face before coming here.

But now, their thought has completely disappeared.

Give the new cabinet owner a disgrace?

Don't be joking, as for the new pavilion master's technique of casting soldiers, it's not certain who will give him the power.

"Om-"

With a loud bang, a bright light rose to the sky.

Then Zhou Shu stretched out his hand, and a long sword had already landed in his hand.

Immediately afterwards, the two fire dragons flew around his body and disappeared above his arms.

I saw Zhou Shu's wrist flicker, and the sword body of the long sword waved like a wave of water.

"not bad."

Zhou Shu looked at the pseudo-shen Jintong and said slowly, "It's enough for you."

He raised his wrist casually, and the long sword had already flown towards the pseudo-magic Jintong.

The pseudo-god Jintong was vigilant in his heart and reached out to pick up the long sword.

He was afraid that Zhou Shu would take the opportunity to make a sneak attack, so he took it seriously, and even used 70% of his strength for this arrest.

"Snapped--"

Starting with the long sword, the pseudo-god Jintong swayed, almost using the wrong force.

This long sword did not contain the slightest power!

A strange red flashed across the pseudo-god Jintong's face, and he was ashamed and angry in his heart.

However, everyone's attention was not on him, and not many people noticed his embarrassed scene.

"Every false **** has come from afar. If you are allowed to come back empty-handed, then I, Tiangong Pavilion, will be a little bit ignorant of etiquette."

Zhou Shu on the high platform said aloud.

Cui Lin's heart suddenly raised, Zhou Shu's actions were not discussed with him beforehand.

Now Cui Lin is full of distrust of this new pavilion master.

This distrust is not because he cannot trust the new pavilion master's ability.

Cui Lin trusted the new pavilion master's ability, otherwise, he would not have let Zhou Shu take over as the pavilion master of Tiangong Pavilion.

What Cui Lin couldn't believe was Zhou Shu's behavior.

In other words, he couldn't guess what the new pavilion master would do next.

The new Pavilion Master acted completely out of the way.

Just like before, who would have thought that he would kill a false god?

Who would have thought that he could use Yuanshi Divine Weapon as a consumable item?

Since Cui Lin met Zhou Shu, everything Zhou Shu has done is beyond Cui Lin's expectations. Whenever he wants to guess what Zhou Shu will do, he will eventually find that what Zhou Shu does Nothing to do with his guesses!

It's the same now, he didn't know what Zhou Shu wanted to do when he suddenly said this.

He was afraid that Zhou Shu would say something like giving each person a piece of Yuanshi Divine Weapon.

That is not what Tiangong Pavilion can afford.

"I, Tiangong Pavilion, have no other skills. I have such a little craftsmanship to make a fortune. If you fake gods don't dislike it, the pavilion master has decided to give you a free opportunity to cast a magical weapon from Tiangong Pavilion."

"As long as you provide the materials for casting soldiers, I, Tiangong Pavilion, will cast a magic weapon for you for free. Except for the necessary expenses, I will not take any money from Tiangong Pavilion."

Zhou Shu raised his voice.

Cui Lin heaved a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, he also knew how to collect materials for casting soldiers, at least he didn't put Tiangong Pavilion to death.

"The pavilion is open and bright."

The false gods said with a smile.

Speaking of which, this matter is nothing to false gods, but even if the things that come to your door for free, even if they are not precious, they are free after all, right?

The Tiangong Pavilion is still very generous.

"Pavilion Master, this opportunity, can I ask you to do it yourself?"

A false **** said with a smile.

"certainly."

Zhou Shu nodded and said, "I am also the forge division of Tiangong Pavilion, naturally it is also included."

"However, if you want to invite me to cast a magic weapon, you have to line up."

"There is no problem in queuing, but this **** has prepared a batch of casting materials, and wants to cast a peerless weapon..."

A false **** spoke up.

Seeing that Zhou Shu helped the pseudo-god Jintong cast a magic weapon, there are many pseudo-gods, and they are already tempted.

There are three thousand false gods in the world, and those who are qualified to have Yuanshi Divine Weapon are less than three digits.

The remaining pseudo-gods, usually used, are still ordinary magic weapons.

Without Yuanshi Divine Soldiers, they can't use their bare hands, right?

Of course, there is no problem in dealing with ordinary warriors with bare hands, but dealing with powerhouses who are also false gods, with bare hands, is a bit of a disadvantage after all.

If they can have a magic weapon in their hands, if they fight against other false gods, they will have some advantages.

The Lingguo Rebellion has already erupted, and the people who made preparations secretly are not only the pseudo-god Jintong and the pseudo-god Ji Bin, but other pseudo-gods have also made some preparations.

"The main casting materials are in place, and magic weapons are definitely not a problem."

Zhou Shu showed a smile on his face, looking at the pseudo-sacred way, "Forging magic weapons, I am a professional in Tiangong Pavilion, I can promise you, as long as the casting materials are in place, no matter what kind of magic weapons you want, within three months. Inside, I, Tiangong Pavilion, will definitely deliver the magic weapon you want to your hands!"

Just cast a magic weapon in public, and now Zhou Shu's words are full of persuasion.

Cui Lin just breathed a sigh of relief, but now his heart is lifted again.

No matter what kind of magic weapon, it will definitely be delivered to them within three months?

Are you kidding me?

You are taking the reputation of Tiangong Pavilion for countless years as a joke!

How is this possible?

It is not known how many false gods will order magical weapons, even if there is only one false god, if his requirements are a little higher, it cannot be completed within three months.

Casting magic weapons is a time-consuming and labor-intensive thing.

In the past, Tiangong Pavilion produced a magic weapon, at least half a year.

Now Zhou Shu is so open-hearted, if it can't be completed by then, will the reputation of Tiangong Pavilion still be needed?

He had the intention to stop Zhou Shu, but he also knew that if he opened his mouth to stop him now, he would put the majesty of the pavilion master on nothing.

In front of so many people, Cui Lin would never do such a thing.

"Haha, I think you are much more open-minded than the previous pavilion master."

The pseudo-god laughed, "I'll tell you my requirements for the magic weapon when I look back!"

Seeing that the false **** had agreed, Cui Lin secretly sighed.

It seems that going back has to mobilize all the power of Tiangong Pavilion, at least to realize the **** of the pavilion owner first.

There is a pseudo-god leading, and the other pseudo-gods are suddenly moved.

"Don't worry, everyone, register all your requirements, and I will create magic weapons for you in the order of registration. Everyone has them, and they will never fail!"

Zhou Shu said loudly.

"Hou Baidong! Jin Kui! You are responsible for the registration, and you must record the requirements of the false gods clearly!"

"Yes!"

Hou Baidong and Jin Kui did not know when they had arrived on the high platform.

As the third and eighth deputy pavilion masters of Tiangong Pavilion, the two of them are now like apprentices of casting soldiers, honestly carrying two tables, and began to record the requirements of those false gods.

The good Tiangong Pavilion master took over the ceremony, but for a while, it turned into a messy vegetable market.

Cui Lin flickered and came to Zhou Shu's side.

"Pavilion Master, you are too messy!"

Cui Lin lowered his voice and said solemnly.

"Recklessly?"

Zhou Shu glanced at Cui Lin and said, "Vice Pavilion Master Cui, why are you saying this? Isn't it normal for us in Tiangong Pavilion to open the door to do business and help others build magic weapons?"

"Our Tiangong Pavilion is to open the door to do business, but you don't take a penny..."

Cui Lin frowned.

"Vice Pavilion Master Cui, you won't be so simple, will you?"

Zhou Shu looked at Cui Lin with a look of surprise on his face, "We are soldiers, so how much material is needed to make a magic weapon? Isn't it up to us?"

An invisible force fluctuated and enveloped Zhou Shu and Cui Lin, preventing their conversation from being overheard.

This is their home court, they want to whisper, those false gods will not forcibly eavesdrop.

Cui Lin was stunned, how could he be so shameless?

He had never thought about this before!

Just kidding, forging division is a rare profession in this world.

Tiangong Pavilion is one of the most powerful forces in the world.

In the past, others were begging Tiangong Pavilion to cast soldiers. Naturally, others could only agree to what price Tiangong Pavilion offered.

He, Cui Lin, didn't need to use this method to "defraud" soldiers for casting materials before.

How much he needs to charge for helping people to cast a magic weapon has always been clearly marked, and there is no need to do anything on the casting materials!

But I have to say that what Zhou Shu said also makes sense.

How much casting material is needed to cast a magic weapon is up to their casting masters.

Indeed, Zhou Shu promised those false gods to cast magic weapons for them for free, but the remaining casting materials were equivalent to the cost of casting soldiers.

"This--"

Cui Lin took a deep breath, "Okay, even if this doesn't make our Tiangong Pavilion work in vain, then you promised to deliver the magic weapon within three months, how is this possible?"

"You won't be able to come up with a magic weapon at that time, my Tiangong Pavilion will be discredited!"

Cui Lin had a serious expression.

"How do you know I can't get it out?"

Zhou Shu smiled and said, "Since I dare to say it, naturally I can do it."

"You don't need to worry about this, Deputy Pavilion Master Cui, you just need to do the auxiliary work."

Zhou Shu waved his hand, not wanting to entangle with Cui Lin on this issue.

Cui Lin frowned, took a few deep breaths, and tried to calm himself down.

"Pavilion Master, there is one more thing!"

Cui Lin stared straight at Zhou Shu and said solemnly, "Someone told me just now that the murderer of the old pavilion master was a pseudo-magic, do you know?"

Cui Lin stared at Zhou Shu without blinking.

He wanted to see if the person who had just spoken to him had anything to do with Zhou Shu.

Zhou Shu's expression was calm, and he glanced at Cui Lin, "You know?"

"you know?"

Cui Lin widened his eyes and said solemnly.

"I know, but I have no evidence, so I didn't tell you."

Zhou Shu nodded and said, "Who sent the voice to you? There shouldn't be many people who know about this."

Zhou Shu had a curious look on his face.

Seeing Zhou Shu's appearance, Cui Lin had already determined that it was not Zhou Shu who made the sound to himself.

"That's why you want to deal with pseudo-magic powers?"

Cui Lin said in a deep voice.

"I said, I just suspect, there is no evidence."

Zhou Shu shook his head and said, "Did the old pavilion lord die in the hands of the false **** Jintong? I have no evidence to prove that he was the murderer."

"I want to deal with the pseudo-supernatural power, and it has nothing to do with this matter. He wants to deal with me first, and I'm just passively fighting back."

"Vice Pavilion Master Cui, this is my personal grievance with the pseudo-god Jintong, and it has nothing to do with Tiangong Pavilion. You don't have to worry about affecting Tiangong Pavilion."

Zhou Shu said lightly.

Cui Lin looked helpless, how could it have nothing to do with Tiangong Pavilion?

You are now the pavilion master of Tiangong Pavilion, and your every move represents Tiangong Pavilion!

What's more, the pseudo-magic Jintong is still the suspect who killed the old pavilion master!

"When are you going to start?"

Cui Lin had a murderous look on his face.

Of course he doesn't want to deal with the false gods one after another, but now it seems that the relationship between Tiangong Pavilion and the false gods is no longer good.

To say that Cui Lin is also a straightforward person, if he hadn't been straightforward, he would not have slaughtered those soldiers who opposed Zhou Shu's becoming the pavilion master of Tiangong Pavilion.

Zhou Shu glanced at Cui Lin in surprise, saying that he was not ready to attack the pseudo-god Jintong.

It is true that he made some preparations, but those preparations were to prevent the false Shentong from attacking Tongguan City.

If the pseudo-god Jintong dared to attack Tongguan City, Zhou Shu would definitely let him go.

But Zhou Shu never said that he would take the initiative to deal with the pseudo-sacred opponent.

Why does Cui Lin look like he is going to hunt down the pseudo-jintong now?

"are you serious?"

Zhou Shu looked at Cui Lin and asked.

"I never joke."

Cui Lin said coldly, "Since the pseudo-god Jintong is the suspect who killed the old pavilion master, then I would rather kill him by mistake and let it go, kill him first!"

Cui Lin's killing intent was stronger than Zhou Shu's.

"The pseudo-god Jintong is different from the pseudo-god Pang Tie. The pseudo-god Jintong has an evil soldier in his hand that is comparable to the original divine soldier. If he really works hard, he should be stronger than the pseudo-god Pang Tie."

Zhou Shu looked at Cui Lin and said, "If you really attack him rashly, Tiangong Pavilion will probably suffer heavy casualties."

"In doing things, sacrifice is inevitable."

Cui Lin said solemnly, "As long as you can avenge the old pavilion master, even taking my life is worth it."

"What's more, the pseudo-magic Jintong still has bad intentions towards you. If I don't kill him, I can't rest assured!"

Now it seems that Cui Lin is persuading Zhou Shu to hunt down the false **** Jintong.

The voice of the mysterious man from before finally ignited the killing intent in Cui Lin's heart.

"Don't worry about it."

Zhou Shu said, "This is where the false gods gather, not the place to start."

"We just need to sit back and wait, and sooner or later the false gods will fall into the trap."

"I don't think the pseudo-magic Jintong has much patience. It is estimated that he will do it himself when we finish here."

Zhou Shu glanced at the direction of the pseudo-god Jintong, and the pseudo-god Jintong just happened to look over. The eyes of the two collided in the air, as if sparks were bursting out.

Cui Lin frowned, he was silent for a moment, but also came back to his senses.

What happened to yourself?

Obviously, he came to question why Zhou Shu promised so many pseudo-gods to cast magic weapons for them within three months. How did he end up wanting to hunt pseudo-gods Jintong with them?

I didn't think so at first!

This Wu Zongquan is so **** weird!

Why does everything become so unreasonable as soon as it has a connection with him?

"Pavilion master, the thing about casting magic weapons for these false gods-"

Cui Lin sighed and said uneasy.

"Let's wait and see."

Zhou Shu smiled slightly and said, "Even if three thousand false gods place an order at the same time, it is only three thousand magical weapons."

"The huge Tiangong Pavilion, if three thousand divine weapons cannot be cast within three months, then there is no need for this Tiangong Pavilion to exist. mom."

Cui Lin: "..."

Three months, three thousand magic weapons?

Just yet?

This is the magic weapon that the pseudo-god wants, not just an ordinary magic weapon!

"Vice Pavilion Master Cui, don't you want to see Tiangong Pavilion flourish? Now is the best chance."

Zhou Shu casually patted Cui Lin on the shoulder and said.

For some reason, Cui Lin couldn't avoid Zhou Shu's palm.

Allowing Zhou Shu's palm to pat his shoulder a few times, Cui Lin stiffened on the spot.

He listened to Zhou Shu and continued, "ZTE of Tiangong Pavilion starts with these 3,000 magical weapons."

"Pseudo-gods in the world, people have a magic weapon produced by my Tiangong Pavilion. Think about it, what kind of scenery is this?"

"Let's start with false gods. Next, I want to let all the warriors in the world have a magic weapon produced by my Tiangong Pavilion. At that time, everyone in the human race will have a magic weapon from my Tiangong Pavilion. You Think about it, does this count as the development of Tiangong Pavilion?"

Zhou Shu's words made Cui Lin's blood boil.

His eyes became a little red.

Cui Lin has lived for Tiangong Pavilion all his life, and he dreams of making Tiangong Pavilion grow further.

Wherever there are human races, there are my Heavenly Works Pavilion divine soldiers.

This sentence made Cui Lin feel a little warm-hearted.

If he can really do this, even if he Cui Lin fought for his life, so what?

"Pavilion Master, if you can really do this, then my life, Cui Lin, is yours!"

Cui Lin suddenly knelt on one knee and said loudly.

Cui Lin's kneeling made Zhou Shu startled.

He just said some nonsense and gave Cui Lin a big picture.

In his plan, using the identity of the pavilion master of Tiangong Pavilion to make a fortune, to accumulate some capital for the ancestral people, he will anoint the soles of his feet with oil, and Jin Chan will escape from the shell.

Is this Cui Lin serious now?

He looked like this, but Zhou Shu couldn't bear it.

After all, Cui Lin was quite old, so he was still somewhat touched by kneeling in front of him like this.

"Vice Pavilion Master Cui, please get up quickly."

Zhou Shu stretched out his hand and pulled Cui Lin up, and said, "The future of Tiangong Pavilion still needs our concerted efforts. The most important thing now is Deputy Pavilion Master Cui, you must believe me."

"I believe you!"

Cui Lin said sternly, just because of the sentence that everyone in the human race has Tiangong Pavilion magical soldiers, Cui Lin decided, he sold this life to Zhou Shu!

"What do you want, I will help you do what you want. If you want to kill the false gods, I will help you kill the false gods. If you want to cast Yuanshi Divine Weapon, I will help you find Yuanshi."

Cui Lin said in a deep voice, "From now on, if you let me go east, I will never go west!"

Zhou Shu opened his mouth, but did not make a sound.

He was just talking nonsense, so why did Cui Lin completely reconcile?

How can you say that you, Cui Lin, are also the first deputy pavilion owner of Tiangong Pavilion.

Zhou Shu felt that he was a little out of the way. He originally wanted to deceive a piece of army casting material, but he deceived himself into the pavilion master of Tiangong Pavilion?

Seeing Cui Lin like this, he was afraid that he would return all the power of Tiangong Pavilion to himself, the Pavilion Master of Tiangong Pavilion.

That is to say, from now on, I am no longer just the pavilion master of Tiangong Pavilion in name, but the real pavilion owner of Tiangong Pavilion?

I have to say that Zhou Shu was also a little moved.

Tiangong Pavilion is one of the top forces in this world.

The pavilion master of Tiangong Pavilion directly controls this power, and it is no exaggeration to say that the power is overwhelming.

Zhou Shu is not very interested in the monstrous power, but Tiangong Pavilion is the place where the world's military casting masters gather, and it has countless military casting materials.

Zhou Shu was very interested in these materials for casting soldiers.

If he can keep all the materials for casting soldiers in Tiangong Pavilion as his own, it is no exaggeration to say that even if all the people from the ancestral land are relocated, Zhou Shu does not have to worry about the lack of materials for casting soldiers.

Now, with so many materials for casting soldiers at your fingertips, how could Zhou Shu not be moved?

"For the sake of Cui Lin's loyalty, I will reluctantly be the pavilion master of Tiangong Pavilion for a while."

Zhou Shu muttered to himself in his heart.

Reciprocal exchanges, the Tiangong Pavilion did not offend him very much. Since he wanted to loot the soldiers' inventory of casting materials, of course, he had to give them an explanation.

To be the master of the Tiangong Pavilion and let the name of Tiangong Pavilion resound all over the world, this should be enough to exchange those materials for casting soldiers.

"Pavilion Master, although my skill in casting weapons is far inferior to yours, it should be able to help you. Tell me, what can I do for you with these three thousand magical weapons?"

Cui Lin looked at Zhou Shu, eager to try.

It can be seen that Zhou Shu's words just now completely moved him.

He really wanted Zhou Shu's words to become reality.

"For the time being, I don't need Deputy Pavilion Master Cui to go out."

Zhou Shu shook his head and said, "Why use a butcher's knife to kill a chicken?"

"There is something that only you, Deputy Pavilion Master Cui, can do."

"Pavilion Lord, please order."

Cui Lin was respectful and authentic.

"How many soldiers are cast in our Tiangong Pavilion, how many soldiers are in reserve, and how many magic soldiers are there. I want to know about these things."

Zhou Shu pondered, "Cui Deputy Pavilion Master, do a statistic and show it to me."

"I don't need to count, I can tell the pavilion master now."

Cui Lin said confidently, "Tiangong Pavilion currently has 1,879,671 soldiers, 6,5968 servants, and 4,770,000 soldiers. Thousands of people, 2,907,512 guards of warriors."

Cui Lin said casually, apparently familiar with these data.

When the pavilion master of Tiangong Pavilion was away, Cui Lin, the first deputy pavilion owner of Tiangong Pavilion, was in charge of the affairs of Tiangong Pavilion. Everyone in Tiangong Pavilion listened to his dispatch, and it was normal for him to understand these things. thing.

After hearing these numbers, Zhou Shu was slightly surprised.

He knew that Tiangong Pavilion was very powerful, but he didn't expect that there were so many people in Tiangong Pavilion, and there were nearly two million people just for the soldiers!

With such a big Tiangong Pavilion, Cui Lin has been thinking about continuing to carry it forward. Is Tiangong Pavilion not big enough?

But on second thought, Zhou Shu understood.

Compared with the ancestral land, this world is many times bigger, and the population is even bigger.

Don't look at the fact that there are so many soldiers in Tiangong Pavilion, if it is scattered all over the world, a city may not necessarily be assigned a single soldier.

Compared to the size of the world, there are not too many people in Tiangong Pavilion.

"Material for casting soldiers. In the warehouse of Tiangong Pavilion headquarters, there are 108,000 kinds of materials for casting soldiers, totaling 197.6 million catties."

"In addition, Tiangong Pavilion has forty-nine sub-pavilions in the world. The total amount of military casting materials stored in the sub-pavilions is similar to that of the headquarters, but the types are slightly inferior, especially the more precious military casting materials, only the headquarters' Only in the warehouse."

"The finished magic weapon, Tiangong Pavilion headquarters and forty-nine branch pavilions, have a total of more than 90,000 pieces in reserve."

Cui Lin talked about it, and described the specific situation of Tiangong Pavilion clearly.

"I also have the specific list of materials for casting soldiers here, and I will present it to you, the pavilion master."

Cui Lin finally added a sentence.

I have to say that Cui Lin, the first deputy pavilion owner of Tiangong Pavilion, has done his due diligence. It is difficult for him to remember such detailed data so clearly.

However, compared to the number of forging divisions, the number of casting materials and finished magic weapons in Tiangong Pavilion was beyond Zhou Shu's expectations.

Not too much, but too little.

Sitting on so many casting divisions, Tiangong Pavilion has only reserved so many casting materials and magic weapons, which is simply a bit appalling.

But looking at Cui Lin's appearance, he was still a little complacent.

Does he think that Tiangong Pavilion can store so many materials for casting soldiers, or it is a very fulfilling thing?

If this were replaced by him, with so many military casting divisions, the military casting materials reserved by Tiangong Pavilion would be at least tenfolded!

Taking a look at Cui Lin, Zhou Shu understood why there were only so many soldiers in the Tiangong Pavilion.

In the past, Tiangongge cast soldiers, focusing on slow work and meticulous work.

It usually takes months or even years for the forging division of Tiangong Pavilion to cast a magic weapon.

In this way, how many soldiers can a casting division earn for Tiangong Pavilion in one year?

In addition, the casters in this world are all self-reliant, and they are not willing to cast magic weapons for others.

Many of the forging divisions in Tiangong Pavilion may not be able to take on a single task of forging soldiers for several years.

In this case, it's no wonder that Tiangong Pavilion can make money!

Cui Lin has always wanted to expand Tiangong Pavilion, but he did go the wrong way.

He just wanted to find a powerful pavilion master, but he never thought about how to make so many soldiers in Tiangong Pavilion active.

Nearly two million soldiers, that is the greatest wealth of Tiangong Pavilion.

"Cui Deputy Pavilion Master, you can mobilize so many soldiers in Tiangong Pavilion?"

Zhou Shu looked at Cui Lin and pondered.

"can."

Cui Lin said, "The pavilion master, you can do the same, as long as you give an order, all the soldiers in the Tiangong Pavilion must obey unconditionally."

Cui Lin said confidently.

He has been the first deputy pavilion owner of Tiangong Pavilion for so many times, and his greatest achievement is to make all the forging divisions of Tiangong Pavilion obey his words.

There is no way, under Cui Lin's iron and blood policy, which soldier would dare not listen?

"If I ask them to assist me in casting the magic weapon, will they have any opinion?"

Zhou Shu nodded and continued to ask.

"They dare!"

Cui Lin snorted coldly, "It is a blessing for them to be able to assist the pavilion master in casting soldiers!"

"Pavilion Master, tell me, who do you want to call over to help? I promise, they will come to Tongguan City as quickly as possible!"

Cui Lin said in a deep voice.

If anyone dares not to come, Cui Lin's knife is not a vegetarian!

"I don't know much about the forging division of Tiangong Pavilion."

Zhou Shu shook his head slightly.

Cui Lin suddenly realized, patted his forehead and said, "It's my negligence, the pavilion master can rest assured, I will give you the roster of all the forging divisions of Tiangong Pavilion when I look back."

"This roster records the names and origins of all the forging divisions of Tiangong Pavilion, including their divisions, the techniques they are good at forging soldiers, and the magic weapons they have cast in the past."

Cui Lin said in a deep voice that the roster of nearly two million soldiers in Tiangong Pavilion is also a secret among the secrets of Tiangong Pavilion.

In Tiangong Pavilion, in the past, only the old pavilion owner and Cui Lin were qualified to contact, but now the old pavilion owner is no longer there, there is one more person who is qualified to contact this roster, and that is the new pavilion owner Zhou Shu!

To be honest, if Zhou Shu hadn't convinced Cui Lin, he would have to wait a while to see this roster.

It's not that Cui Lin forgot to hand over the roster to Zhou Shu, but he didn't fully trust Zhou Shu before.

This roster records all the information of all the forging divisions in Tiangong Pavilion, including the weaknesses of these divisions.

If it falls into the hands of outsiders, using this roster, you can control many of the forging divisions of Tiangong Pavilion.

"Um."

Zhou Shu nodded and said slowly, "Cui Deputy Pavilion Master, you said, if I want to gather all the forging divisions of Tiangong Pavilion, do you think it is possible?"

"Call everyone together?"

Cui Lin frowned slightly and pondered, "Theoretically, Pavilion Master, you naturally have this power, but what are you doing to gather so many people?"

The forging divisions of Tiangong Pavilion are scattered in forty-nine sub-pavilions in the world, and many of them travel abroad.

This is not a big problem, if it is really ordered by the pavilion, they can all be summoned.

But when nearly two million people gathered together, even Cui Lin felt a little scalp numb. It really didn't make much sense to gather so many soldiers together, on the contrary, there were endless hidden dangers.

Cui Lin couldn't understand why Zhou Shu said these things.

"Nearly two million people, which is indeed a bit much."

Zhou Shu did not answer Cui Lin, but muttered to himself, "There are ten thousand people, which is almost enough."

"Vice Pavilion Master Cui, in this way, you can bring me the roster of Tiangong Pavilion's soldiers, and by the way, help me select 10,000 soldiers with the strongest skills, and call them here. I will be of great use. ."

"it is good."

Cui Lin agreed without hesitation.

To mobilize 10,000 forging divisions~www.novelbuddy.com~ is not a big deal for the pavilion master of Tiangong Pavilion.

"In addition, you help me tell the world that I am the new Tiangong Pavilion owner. In order to thank the world, within the next year, I will not charge any labor fees for anyone who asks Tiangong Pavilion to cast soldiers!"

Zhou Shu continued, "But there is one condition. All orders must be sent to me, and any branch of Tiangong Pavilion is not allowed to complete them without permission!"

Cui Lin was a little confused, but nodded and agreed.

These are all trivial matters, as long as the pavilion master is happy, he will do it.

"Pavilion Master, since you want to call someone, do you want me to call some more guards over, so we can completely solve the trouble of false **** Jintong?"

Cui Lin suddenly said.

"Huh? Aren't you afraid that Tiangong Pavilion will lose too much?"

Zhou Shu was unexpectedly authentic.

"I'm even more afraid that he will ruin the master's plan!"

Cui Linyi said sternly.

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