Legendary Armament Canon Chapter 414: Wherever there is a human race, there are Tiangong Pavilion Divine Soldiers
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There were thousands of people in the venue, but no one made a sound.
Only the sound of flames burning echoed in the air.
Everyone stared at the man on the high platform with a fire dragon hovering in front of him.
Everyone who has seen this scene will never forget it after many years.
The owner of Tiangong Pavilion, forged magic weapons with bare hands.
I'm afraid this will become a new legend in the world.
Seeing everyone's reaction, Cui Lin was secretly pleasantly surprised.
The previous pavilion master hadn't shown up in front of people for many years, which made Tiangong Pavilion not as famous outside 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 eyes of the false **** Jintong flickered, and the killing intent in his eyes could hardly be concealed.
The stronger Zhou Shu is, the greater the threat to him.
The fact that he murdered the former head of the Tiangong Pavilion is always a hidden danger. Even if Wu Zongquan doesn't know now, one day he will find out, and he will definitely seek revenge on himself.
If you are a thief with a guilty conscience, you are talking about fake gods.
He wished he could go on stage and kill Wu Zongquan immediately, but if he had the courage to do so, he wouldn't dare to do it now.
This is the succession ceremony of the master of the Tiangong Pavilion. The masters of the Tiangong Pavilion are gathered together. Even if he is a false god, he dare not say that he can get any benefits from so many masters.
"Hmph, I will let you live a few more days."
The pseudo-Shen Jintong said coldly in his heart.
This Wu Zongquan must die!
Zhan has been staring at the false **** Jintong, and he naturally saw the killing intent emanating from the false **** Jintong.
He also began to plan how to deal with this fake god.
After killing a false god, Pang Tie, Lian Zhan's heart grew bigger. In the past, when they saw false gods, they always took a detour, but now when they saw false gods, they were thinking about **** them.
The gazes of the two collided in the air, as if sparks were shooting out.
Cui Lin glanced at Zhan,
Glanced at the fake **** Jintong again, his heart sank.
Couldn't the pavilion master want to attack the fake Shenjintong?
He just killed a false **** Pang Tie, and he wants to kill the false **** Jintong again?
What is he trying to do? !
Cui Lin narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly, a voice rang in his ears.
"Do you know how the former owner of Tiangong Pavilion died?"
The expression on Cui Lin's face froze suddenly, and he stared around.
"Who!"
His eyes shot out with horror.
Even though 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 the Pavilion Master made a mistake in casting soldiers?"
A false **** who was familiar with Cui Lin asked.
Cui Lin shook his head, looked around with a serious expression, trying to find out who was speaking.
However, his eyes swept across the audience, and he still couldn't see anything unusual. All the false gods had normal expressions, and it was impossible to tell who was speaking.
"Don't look for it, you can't find me."
The thin voice rang in Cui Lin's ear again.
"You don't need to talk, just nod if you want to, and shake your head if you don't want to."
The voice continued, "I didn't want to meddle in other people's business, but I can't bear the rampant behavior of some people."
Cui Lin's expression was solemn, and he nodded slightly after a while.
The old pavilion master showed him the kindness to know him, and the two had a friendship for thousands of years. If he knew who killed the old pavilion master, Cui Lin would definitely not let him go.
"It's far away in the sky, but close in front of you."
The voice said with a touch of joking.
A beam of real light shot out from Cui Lintong's hole.
Far in the sky, close in front of you?
There are so many false gods in front of us, any one of them has the possibility of killing the old pavilion master, and they really have this ability!
How does this tell him who it is?
If it wasn't for the inappropriate occasion, Cui Lin really wanted to yell, are you kidding me? !
Before he roared out, the voice continued to ring in his ears.
"Listen well, the person who killed the previous owner of the Tiangong Pavilion is a false god."
The voice was indistinct, as if it came from all directions, Cui Lin couldn't determine the specific source of the voice at all.
This sentence made Cui Lin narrow his eyes again.
He looked at Zhan suspiciously.
Zhan has been confronting Maimang with the false **** Jintong, as long as he is not a fool, he can see the disagreement between the two.
Cui Lin even wondered whether Zhan and Zhou Shu were thinking of killing the false **** Jintong.
It just happened to be such a coincidence that a guy who hides his head and shows his tail, told himself through a voice that the person who killed the old pavilion master was a fake god.
This made him suspicious.
Did Zhan spread his voice secretly, trying to sow discord?
They want to kill the false **** Jintong, and they want to use my power, so tell me that the person who killed the old pavilion master is the false **** Jintong?
Cui Lin was suspicious, but no matter what he thought, the voice just now was not the voice of Zhan.
Of course Zhan can disguise his voice, but how did he manage to pass it on to himself in front of so many false gods?
Cui Lin doesn't know if the false **** can do this, but at least on the surface, Zhan Wang didn't even look in his direction, and it doesn't look like the person who spoke is him.
"Who is the person who killed the old pavilion master, I will definitely investigate."
Cui Lin said coldly in his heart.
It's impossible for him to trust someone who doesn't even dare to show his face without evidence.
It's even more impossible to attack the fake Shenjintong just because of this inexplicable sentence.
He was also worried about being hit by the opponent's plan to drive away wolf and tiger.
Cui Lin remained calm and waited for a while, but did not hear that voice again.
At this time, everyone suddenly let out an exclamation.
Cui Lin looked up and saw Zhou Shu's casting of soldiers on the high platform had begun to finish.
I saw two fire dragons flying up and down, and a long sword appeared between the two fire dragons.
Like two dragons fighting for a pearl, that long sword is swimming between the two fire dragons, which is brilliant.
Ordinary casters use a casting furnace to cast soldiers, and put the materials for casting soldiers into it. How did Zhou Shu have so many tricks?
People who cast soldiers can't understand it, but it's very exciting to see it as a sideshow.
Only the soldiers casting masters in Tiangong Pavilion saw some tricks, and all of them showed admiration on their faces.
Originally, when they received the news of the pavilion master's succession, they were very dissatisfied with Wu Zongquan, who had never heard of it before.
There are a few deputy pavilion masters who even thought about how to give Wu Zongquan a blow before they came here.
But now, their idea has completely disappeared.
Give the new pavilion master a blow?
Don't be kidding, as far as the new pavilion master's art of casting soldiers is concerned, it's not certain who will be the one to show off.
"Om—"
There was a clang, and a bright light shot up into the sky.
Then Zhou Shu stretched out his hand, and a long sword fell into his hand.
Immediately afterwards, the two fire dragons flew around his body for a circle, and then disappeared above his arms.
I saw Zhou Shu's wrist trembled, and the blade of the long sword fluctuated like water waves.
"Not bad."
Zhou Shu looked at the false **** Jintong, and said slowly, "It's enough for you."
He raised his wrist very casually, and the long sword had already flown towards the false **** Jintong.
The pseudo-Shen Jintong was vigilant, and reached out to catch the long sword.
He was afraid that Zhou Shu would take the opportunity to sneak attack, so he took it seriously, and even used 70% of his strength to catch him.
"啪——"
Starting with the long sword, the pseudo-Shen Jintong's figure flickered, and he almost used the wrong strength.
There is no power in this long sword!
A strange red flashed across the face of the pseudo-shen jintong, and he was ashamed and angry in his heart.
However, everyone's attention was not on him, and not many people noticed his embarrassment.
"You false gods have come from afar, if you return empty-handed, then I, Tiangong Pavilion, will be a little ignorant of etiquette."
Zhou Shu on the high platform said loudly.
Cui Lin's heart suddenly became aroused. Zhou Shu's current behavior had not been discussed with him at all beforehand.
Now Cui Lin is full of distrust towards the new Pavilion Master.
This distrust is not because of the ability of the new Pavilion Master.
Cui Lin has great trust in the ability of the new pavilion master, otherwise, he would not let Zhou Shu take over as the pavilion master of Tiangong Pavilion.
What Cui Lin couldn't trust was Zhou Shu's style of conduct.
In other words, he has no idea what the new Pavilion Master will do next.
The new Pavilion Master did not follow the rules at all.
Just like before, who would have thought that he would have the intention to kill a false god?
Who would have thought that he could use Yuanshi Shenbing as a consumable?
Since Cui Lin met Zhou Shu, everything Zhou Shu did was beyond Cui Lin's expectations. Whenever he wanted to guess what Zhou Shu would do, he would finally find that Zhou Shu did it The matter has nothing to do with his guess!
It's the same now, he didn't know what Zhou Shu wanted to do by saying this suddenly.
He was afraid that Zhou Shu would say something like sending each of them a Yuanshi Divine Weapon.
That is not something Tiangong Pavilion can afford.
"I, Tiangong Pavilion, don't have any other skills. I only have such a little skill of blacksmithing. If you false gods don't dislike it, the owner of this pavilion has decided to give you a free gift of Tiangong Pavilion forging magic weapons." opportunity."
"As long as you provide the casting materials, I, Tiangong Pavilion, will cast a magical weapon for you for free. Except for the necessary expenses, I, Tiangong Pavilion, will not take any money."
Zhou Shu raised his voice.
Cui Lin let out a long sigh of relief.
Fortunately, he also knew how to collect materials for casting soldiers, at least he didn't put Tiangong Pavilion in a dead end.
"The owner of the pavilion is open and bright."
The false gods said with a smile.
Speaking of it, this matter is nothing to the false gods, but even if the things delivered to the door for free are not precious, they are free after all, right?
He Tiangong Pavilion is very generous.
"Pavilion Master, can I ask you to take this opportunity yourself?"
A false **** smiled and said.
"Of course."
Zhou Shu nodded and said, "I'm also a soldier casting master of Tiangong Pavilion, so naturally I'm included."
"However, if you want to ask me to cast a magic weapon, you have to line up."
"There is no problem in queuing, but the God has prepared a batch of casting materials, and wants to cast a peerless magic weapon..."
A false **** spoke.
Seeing that Zhou Shu helped the false **** Jintong to forge a magical weapon, many false gods have already been tempted.
There are three thousand false gods in the world, and those who are qualified to own Yuanshi Shenbing are less than three digits.
The rest of the false gods are still using ordinary magic weapons.
Without Yuanshi Shenbing, they can't use their bare hands, right?
Of course it is no problem to deal with ordinary warriors with bare hands, but it is a bit of a disadvantage to deal with strong men who are also false gods with bare hands.
If they can have a handy magic weapon, if they fight with other false gods, they will have more or less an advantage.
The Lingguo Rebellion broke out, and those who made secret preparations were not only the false gods Jintong and Ji Bin, but other false gods also made some preparations to some extent.
"The main casting materials are in place, and the magic weapon is definitely not a problem."
Zhou Shu showed a smile on his face, looking at the pseudo-shin way, "I am a professional at Tiangong Pavilion in casting magic weapons, and I can promise you that as long as the casting materials are in place, no matter what magic weapons you want, three Within a month, I, Tiangong Pavilion, will definitely deliver the magic weapon you want to your hands!"
Just cast a divine weapon in public, now Zhou Shu's words are full of persuasion.
Cui Lin breathed a sigh of relief just now, but now his heart is raised again.
No matter what magic weapon, it must be delivered to them within three months?
Are you kidding me?
You are taking Tiangong Pavilion's countless years of reputation as a joke!
How is this possible?
It is not yet known how many false gods will order divine weapons. Even if there is only one false god, if his requirements are a little higher, it will not be completed within three months.
Casting magic weapons is a time-consuming and labor-intensive task.
In the past, it took at least half a year for Tiangong Pavilion to produce a magical weapon.
Now that Zhou Shu is talking so nonsense, if it can't be completed by then, will the reputation of Tiangong Pavilion still be lost?
He intends to stop Zhou Shu, but he also knows that if he opens his mouth to stop him now, he will put the majesty of the pavilion master in nothing.
Cui Lin would not do such a thing in front of so many people.
"Haha, I think you are much more open-minded than the previous pavilion master."
The false **** laughed loudly, "I'll tell you my requirements for the divine soldiers later on!"
Seeing that the false **** had agreed, Cui Lin secretly sighed.
It seems that all the power of the Tiangong Pavilion must be mobilized in the future, at least the boast of the pavilion owner must be realized first.
There is a false **** leading the way, and the other false gods are suddenly a little moved.
"Everyone, don't worry, register all your requests, and I will forge 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 clearly record the requirements of the false gods!"
"Yes!"
Hou Baidong and Jin Kui did not know when they had reached the high platform.
As the third and eighth deputy cabinet masters of the Tiangong Pavilion, now the two of them are like apprentices of casting soldiers, honestly moving two tables, and began to record the requirements of those false gods.
The good Tiangong Pavilion master took over the grand ceremony, and 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 in a deep voice.
"Mess up?"
Zhou Shu glanced at Cui Lin, and said, "Vice Pavilion Master Cui, why did you say that? Isn't it normal for our Tiangong Pavilion to open the door to do business and help others forge magical weapons?"
"Our Tiangong Pavilion is open for business, but you don't take any money..."
Cui Lin frowned.
"Vice Pavilion Master Cui, you are not so innocent, are you?"
Zhou Shu looked at Cui Lin with a look of surprise on his face, "We are soldiers casting masters, how many materials are needed to make a magic weapon, isn't it up to us?"
An invisible force fluctuated, covering Zhou Shu and Cui Lin, preventing their conversation from being overheard.
This is their home field, and if they want to whisper something, those false gods will naturally not forcefully eavesdrop.
Cui Lin was taken aback, how could he be so shameless?
He really hadn't thought about it before!
Just kidding, soldier casting is a rare profession in this world.
Tiangong Pavilion is one of the most powerful forces in the world.
In the past, others begged Tiangong Pavilion to cast soldiers. Naturally, others could only agree to the price offered by Tiangong Pavilion.
He, Cui Lin, did not need to use this method to "cheat" the materials for casting soldiers at all before.
How much he charges for casting a magic weapon is always clearly marked on the price, and there is no need to do anything with the casting materials!
But I have to say that what Zhou Shu said makes sense.
The casting masters have the final say on how many casting materials are needed to cast a magic weapon.
It is true that Zhou Shu promised those false gods to cast divine soldiers for them for free, but the remaining materials for casting soldiers are equivalent to the cost of the soldier casting master.
"This——"
Cui Lin took a deep breath, "Okay, even if this doesn't make our work in Tiangong Pavilion wasteful, then you promised to deliver the magic weapon within three months, how can this be possible?"
"When the time comes, you won't be able to bring out the magic weapon. I, Tiangong Pavilion, will lose my reputation!"
Cui Lin looked serious and authentic.
"How do you know I can't take it out?"
Zhou Shu smiled calmly, "Since I dare to say it, I can do it."
"You don't need to worry about these things, Vice Pavilion Master Cui, you just need to do a good job of supporting work."
Zhou Shu waved his hand, not wanting to entangle Cui Lin with 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 in a deep voice, "Just now someone told me that the murderer who killed the old pavilion master was a fake god, do you know that?"
Cui Lin stared at Zhou Shu without blinking his eyes.
He wants to find out whether the person who just sent the voice to him has anything to do with Zhou Shu.
Zhou Shu's expression was calm, he glanced at Cui Lin, "You know?"
"You know?"
Cui Lin widened his eyes and said in a deep voice.
"I know, but I don't have evidence, so I didn't tell you."
Zhou Shu nodded and said, "Who transmitted the voice to you? Not many people know about it."
Zhou Shu's face showed curiosity.
Seeing Zhou Shu's appearance, Cui Lin has already confirmed that it was not Zhou Shu who sent the voice to himself.
"So you want to deal with fake Shenjintong because of this?"
Cui Lin said in a deep voice.
"I said, I just suspect, there is no evidence."
Zhou Shu shook his head and said, "Whether the old pavilion master died in the hands of the false **** Jintong, I have no evidence to prove that he is the murderer."
"I want to deal with the fake **** Jintong, which has nothing to do with this matter. He wanted to deal with me first, and I was just passively fighting back."
"Vice Pavilion Master Cui, this is a personal grievance between me and the false God, it has nothing to do with Tiangong Pavilion, you don't have to worry about getting involved with Tiangong Pavilion."
Zhou Shu said lightly.
Cui Lin was full of helplessness, how could he have nothing to do with Tiangong Pavilion?
You are now the owner of the Tiangong Pavilion, and your every move represents the Tiangong Pavilion!
What's more, the fake **** Jintong is still a suspect in killing the old pavilion master!
"When are you going to do it?"
Cui Lin said with a murderous look on his face.
Of course he doesn't want to attack the false gods one after another, but now it seems that there is no good relationship between Tiangong Pavilion and the false **** Jintong.
Cui Lin is also a straightforward person. If he hadn't been straightforward, he wouldn't have massacred those soldiers who opposed Zhou Shu's becoming the master of Tiangong Pavilion.
Zhou Shu looked at Cui Lin with some surprise, saying that he was not going to do anything to the fake Shenjintong.
It is true that he has made some preparations, but those preparations are to prevent the false **** Jintong from attacking Tongguan City.
If the false **** Jintong dared to attack Tongguan City, then Zhou Shu would definitely make him unable to eat.
But Zhou Shu never said that he would take the initiative to fight against the fake gods.
Now why does Cui Lin look like he wants to hunt down the fake **** Jintong?
"Are you serious?"
Zhou Shu looked at Cui Lin and asked.
"I never joke."
Cui Lin said coldly, "Since the false **** Jintong is the suspect who killed the old pavilion master, I would rather kill him than let him go, and kill him first!"
The killing intent on Cui Lin was stronger than that of Zhou Shu.
"The false **** Jintong is different from the false **** Pang Tie. The false **** Jintong has an evil soldier that is comparable to Yuanshi Shenbing. If he is really desperate, he should be stronger than the false **** Pang Tie."
Zhou Shu looked at Cui Lin and said, "If you really attack him rashly, Tiangong Pavilion may cause heavy casualties."
“In doing things, sacrifice is inevitable.”
Cui Lin said in a deep voice, "As long as I can avenge the old pavilion master, even if it takes my life, it is worth it."
"What's more, the fake **** Jintong is still trying to mistreat you. I can't rest assured if I don't kill him!"
Now it looks like Cui Lin is persuading Zhou Shu to hunt down the fake **** Jintong.
The voice transmission of the mysterious person before finally ignited the killing intent in Cui Lin's heart.
"There is no rush."
Zhou Shu said, "Fake gods gather here, not a place to do it."
"We just need to sit on the sidelines and wait for the rabbit. Sooner or later, the fake gods will fall into the trap."
"I think that the pseudo-Shen Jintong doesn't have much patience. I guess he will do it himself after we finish here."
Zhou Shu glanced at the direction of the pseudo-shenjintong, and the pseudo-shenjintong also happened to look over, and the eyes of the two collided in the air, as if sparks burst out.
Cui Lin frowned, he was silent for a moment, and he came back to his senses.
What's wrong with me?
Obviously, he came to question why Zhou Shu promised so many false gods to forge magic weapons for them within three months, but how did he end up hunting down false gods together 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 something to do with him?
"Pavilion Master, the matter of casting divine weapons for these false gods—"
Cui Lin sighed and said worriedly.
"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 magic weapons."
"If the huge Tiangong Pavilion can't forge 3,000 magical weapons within three months, then there is no need for this Tiangong Pavilion to exist. It's better to disband in place and go back to each family. Each finds his own mother."
Cui Lin: "..."
Three months, three thousand magic weapons?
Is that all?
This is the magical weapon that the false gods want, not to say that an ordinary magical weapon will do!
"Vice Pavilion Master Cui, don't you want to see the Tiangong Pavilion flourish? Now is the best opportunity."
Zhou Shu patted Cui Lin's shoulder casually, and said.
I don't know why, but Cui Lin couldn't avoid Zhou Shu's palm.
Letting Zhou Shu's palm pat him on the shoulder a few times, Cui Lin stiffened on the spot.
He heard Zhou Shu continue to say, "The revival of Tiangong Pavilion starts with these three thousand magic weapons."
"False gods in the world, everyone has a magic weapon produced by my Tiangong Pavilion. Think about it, what kind of scenery is this?"
"Let's start with the false gods first. Next, I want all warriors in the world to have a magic weapon produced by my Tiangong Pavilion. Bing, think about it, does this count as the development of Tiangong Pavilion?"
Zhou Shu's words made Cui Lin's blood boil.
His eyes turned a little red.
Cui Lin has been living for Tiangong Pavilion all his life, and he wants to make Tiangong Pavilion grow further in his dreams.
Wherever there are human races, there are my Tiangong Pavilion magic soldiers.
This sentence made Cui Lin's blood boil.
If Cui Lin could really do this, so what if Cui Lin risked his life?
"Pavilion Master, if you can really do this, then my life, Cui Lin, will be yours!"
Cui Lin suddenly knelt down on one knee and said loudly.
Cui Lin's kneeling actually startled Zhou Shu.
He just babbled some nonsense to make a big deal for Cui Lin.
In his plan, if he uses his status as the owner of the Tiangong Pavilion to make a fortune and accumulate some capital for the human race in the ancestral land, he will oil the soles of his feet and escape from his shell.
Is Cui Lin serious now?
Zhou Shu couldn't bear his appearance.
After all, Cui Lin is quite old, kneeling in front of him like this, he was more or less touched in his heart.
"Vice Pavilion Master Cui, please get up quickly."
Zhou Shu stretched out his hand to pull Cui Lin up, and said, "The future of Tiangong Pavilion still requires us to work together. The most important thing now is Vice Pavilion Master Cui, you have to trust me."
"I believe in you!"
Cui Lin said sternly, just because of that sentence, where there are human races, there are Tiangong Pavilion magic soldiers, Cui Lin decided, he sold his life to Zhou Shu!
"I will help you do what you want to do. If you want to kill false gods, I will help you kill false gods. If you want to forge Yuanshi Shenbing, I will help you find Yuanshi."
Cui Lin said in a deep voice, "From now on, if you tell me to go east, I will never go west!"
Zhou Shu opened his mouth, but did not make a sound.
I just babbled a few big words casually, why did Cui Lin completely return to his heart?
You, Cui Lin, are also the first vice-master of Tiangong Pavilion. You are quite old, so you have never seen the world?
Zhou Shu felt that he was a bit out of play. He originally wanted to cheat a sum of military casting materials, but in the end he tricked himself into being the owner of the Tiangong Pavilion?
Looking at Cui Lin's appearance, he is afraid that he will return all the power of the Tiangong Pavilion to himself, the owner of the Tiangong Pavilion.
That is to say, from now on, I am no longer just the owner of the Tiangong Pavilion in name, but the real owner of the Tiangong Pavilion?
I have to say that Zhou Shu was also a little moved.
Tiangong Pavilion is one of the top forces in the world.
The owner of the Tiangong Pavilion directly controls this power, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is powerful.
Zhou Shu is not very interested in the monstrous power, but Tiangong Pavilion is a place where all the soldiers forging masters gather, and it has innumerable materials for making soldiers.
Zhou Shu is very interested in these materials for casting soldiers.
If you can take all the materials for casting soldiers in Tiangong Pavilion as your own, it is no exaggeration to say that even if all the human races from the ancestral land move here, Zhou Shu will not have to worry about not having enough materials for casting soldiers.
Now, with so many materials for casting soldiers at your fingertips, how could Zhou Shu not be tempted?
"For the sake of Cui Lin's loyalty, I will resign myself to being the master of Tiangong Pavilion for a while."
Zhou Shu muttered to himself in his heart.
Reciprocity, Tiangong Pavilion didn't offend me very much, since I want to loot all the materials for casting soldiers in other people's inventory, of course I have to give them an explanation.
Being the owner of the Tiangong Pavilion by myself, let the name of the Tiangong Pavilion resound throughout the world, this should be enough to exchange for the materials for casting soldiers.
"Pavilion Master, although my skill in casting soldiers is far inferior to yours, I should be able to help you. Tell me, what can I do for you with these three thousand divine weapons?"
Cui Lin looked at Zhou Shu, eager to try.
It can be seen that what Zhou Shu said just now has completely moved him.
He really wants to make Zhou Shu's words come true.
"For the time being, Vice Pavilion Master Cui is not needed."
Zhou Shu shook his head and said, "How can you kill a chicken with a butcher's knife?"
"There is one thing that only Vice Pavilion Master Cui can do."
"Pavilion master, please tell me."
Cui Lin is respectful and authentic.
"How many soldiers are there in Tiangong Pavilion, how many soldiers are in reserve, how many magic soldiers are there, I want to know about these things."
Zhou Shu murmured, "Vice Pavilion Master Cui, please do a statistics and show it to me."
"I don't need statistics, I can tell the Pavilion Master now."
Cui Lin said confidently, "Tiangong Pavilion currently has one million eight hundred and seventy-nine thousand six hundred and seventy-one soldier casting divisions, six million five thousand nine hundred and sixty-eight servants, and four soldier casting apprentices. One million seven thousand people, two million nine hundred and seven thousand five hundred and twelve guard warriors."
Cui Lin said casually, obviously he was familiar with these data.
When the owner of the Tiangong Pavilion is away, Cui Lin, the first deputy owner of the Tiangong Pavilion, is in charge of the affairs of the Tiangong Pavilion. Everyone in the Tiangong Pavilion is at his disposal. The heart is also a normal thing.
After hearing these numbers, Zhou Shu was also 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 in the Tiangong Pavilion alone!
With such a big Tiangong Pavilion, Cui Lin has always wanted to continue to develop it. Isn't the Tiangong Pavilion big enough?
But after thinking about it, Zhou Shu understood.
Compared to the ancestral land, this world is countless times larger, and the population is even more numerous.
Even though there are so many soldiers casting divisions in Tiangong Pavilion, if they are scattered all over the world, even a city might not be able to get a soldier casting division.
Compared to the size of the world, there are really not too many people in Tiangong Pavilion.
"Soldier casting materials, in the warehouse of Tiangongge headquarters, there are 108,000 kinds of casting materials, totaling 197.6 million catties."
"In addition, Tiangong Pavilion has forty-nine branch pavilions in the world. The total amount of casting materials stored in the branch pavilions is similar to that of the headquarters, but the types are slightly inferior, especially the precious soldier casting materials. Only in the warehouse of the headquarters."
"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 eloquently, describing the specific situation of Tiangong Pavilion clearly.
"I also have the specific list of casting materials here, and I will present it to you, the pavilion master."
Cui Lin added one last sentence.
I have to say that Cui Lin, the first deputy head of Tiangong Pavilion, has done his duty conscientiously. It is difficult for him to remember such detailed data so clearly.
However, compared to the number of soldiers casting divisions, the number of casting materials and finished magic soldiers stored in Tiangong Pavilion is also beyond Zhou Shu's expectations.
Not too much, but too little.
With so many soldiers casting masters, Tiangong Pavilion has only reserved so few soldiers casting materials and magical weapons, which is a bit appalling.
But looking at Cui Lin's appearance, he was actually a little smug.
Does he think it is a very fulfilling thing for Tiangong Pavilion to store so many materials for casting soldiers?
If it were him instead, with so many soldiers casting divisions, the materials for casting soldiers stored in Tiangong Pavilion would be at least tenfold!
After taking a look at Cui Lin, Zhou Shu understood why there were only so many materials for casting soldiers in Tiangong Pavilion.
In the past, Tiangong Pavilion cast soldiers, and they paid attention to slow work and meticulous work.
The soldier casting division of Tiangong Pavilion often takes several months or even years to cast a magic weapon.
In this way, how much can a casting master earn for Tiangong Pavilion in a year?
In addition, all the soldiers casting masters in this world rely on their own status, and they are not willing to forge magical weapons for others.
Many casters in Tiangong Pavilion may not have received a single task for several years.
In this case, it's no wonder that Tiangong Pavilion can make money!
Cui Lin has always wanted to expand the Tiangong Pavilion, but he did go the wrong way.
He only wanted to find a powerful pavilion master, but he never thought about how to activate so many soldiers in Tiangong Pavilion.
Nearly two million casting divisions, that is the greatest wealth of Tiangong Pavilion.
"Vice Pavilion Master Cui, there are so many soldiers in Tiangong Pavilion, can you mobilize them all?"
Zhou Shu looked at Cui Lin and pondered.
"Yes."
Cui Lin said, "Pavilion master, you can do the same. As long as you give an order, all the soldiers in Tiangong Pavilion must obey unconditionally."
Cui Lin said confidently.
He has been the first vice-master of so many Tiangong Pavilions, and his greatest achievement is to make all the soldiers in Tiangong Pavilion obey.
There is no way, under Cui Lin's iron-blooded policy, which soldier-casting master would dare not listen?
"If I ask them to assist me in casting divine weapons, will they have any objections?"
Zhou Shu nodded and continued to ask.
"They dare!"
Cui Lin snorted coldly, "It is their blessing to be able to assist the Pavilion Master in casting soldiers!"
"Tell me, Master, 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.
Whoever dares not come, Cui Lin's knife is not a vegetarian!
"I don't know much about Tiangongge's soldier casting division."
Zhou Shu shook his head slightly.
Cui Lin suddenly realized, patted his forehead and said, "It was my negligence, Pavilion Master, don't worry, I will hand over the roster of all the soldiers in Tiangong Pavilion to you, Pavilion Master."
"In this roster, the names and backgrounds of all the soldiers casting masters in Tiangong Pavilion are recorded, including their apprenticeship, the techniques they are good at casting soldiers, and the magic soldiers they have cast in the past."
Cui Lin said in a deep voice, the roster of nearly two million casters in Tiangong Pavilion is also a secret among the secrets of Tiangong Pavilion.
In the Tiangong Pavilion, in the past, only the old pavilion master and Cui Lin were eligible to contact. Now that the old pavilion master is no longer there, there is one more person who is eligible to contact this roster, and that is the new pavilion master Zhou Shu!
To be honest, if Zhou Shu hadn't convinced Cui Lin, he would have to wait for a while to see the roster.
It's not that Cui Lin forgot to hand over the roster to Zhou Shu, but that he didn't fully trust Zhou Shu before.
This roster records all the information of all the casting divisions in Tiangong Pavilion, including the weaknesses of these casting divisions.
If it falls into the hands of outsiders, using this roster, they can control many Tiangong Pavilion's soldiers.
"Yeah."
Zhou Shu nodded, and said slowly, "Vice Pavilion Master Cui, tell me, if I want to gather all the casters in Tiangong Pavilion, do you think it is possible?"
"Call everyone?"
Cui Lin frowned slightly, and pondered, "Theoretically, Pavilion Master, you naturally have this power, but what did you call so many people together for?"
The casters of Tiangong Pavilion are scattered in the forty-nine branch pavilions in the world, and many of them have traveled abroad.
This is not a big problem, if the pavilion master really orders, they can all be summoned.
However, with nearly two million people gathered together, even Cui Lin felt his scalp tingling. There was really no point in bringing so many soldiers together. On the contrary, there were endless hidden dangers.
Cui Lin couldn't figure it out, what Zhou Shu wanted to do by saying this.
"Nearly two million people, indeed a bit much."
Zhou Shu did not answer Cui Lin, but muttered to himself, "There are ten thousand people, which is barely enough."
"Vice Pavilion Master Cui, in this way, you can bring me the roster of the Tiangong Pavilion's soldier-casting masters, and help me choose 10,000 soldiers-casting masters with the strongest soldier-casting skills, and call them here. It is very useful."
"Okay."
Cui Lin agreed without much hesitation.
It's just a matter of mobilizing 10,000 soldiers~IndoMTL.com~ For the owner of Tiangong Pavilion, it's not a big deal.
"In addition~IndoMTL.com~you help me to announce to the world that I am the new Pavilion Master of Tiangong Pavilion. In order to thank the world, in the next year, anyone who invites Tiangong Pavilion to cast soldiers, I, Tiangong Pavilion No labor charges!"
Zhou Shu continued, "But there is a condition, all orders must be sent to me, and no branch of Tiangong Pavilion is allowed to complete them without permission!"
Cui Lin was a little confused, but he nodded in agreement.
These are all trivial matters, as long as the pavilion master is happy, he will do as he pleases.
"Pavilion Master, since you want to call someone, should I call some more guards over, so that we can completely solve the trouble of fake gods?"
Cui Lin suddenly said.
"Huh? Are you afraid that Tiangong Pavilion will lose too much?"
Zhou Shu said unexpectedly.
"I'm even more afraid that he will spoil the pavilion master's plan!"
Cui Lin said sternly.