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Chapter 217 Set off, go to Gengxin City! (2673 words in this chapter)

Wuhun City

Since the Pope's Coronation announced the reselecting of the seven major sects, Wuhun City has become completely lively.

After continuing the Continental Elite Soul Master Competition, the next seven major sect re-select competition will make the city boil again. The whole city is busy. The people from the Spirit Hall are busy for the next entertainment conference; some merchants seize the time to purchase goods and want to make a good profit; as for ordinary citizens, they are also discussing who can become the new seven major sects.

However, in the Xicheng District of Wuhun City, there was a group of people staying in the blacksmith shop in this area where the poor lived, and they couldn't be happy.

"It's been three days, why haven't there any news yet? The Canglao did not forget us, right?"

"Yes, can their actions go so smoothly without us creating parts for them day and night?"

"Say a few words, since the patriarch Titan, the clan leader of the Li clan, we are no longer part of the Li clan, but a member of the Wu Soul Hall. Creating hidden weapon parts for the Wu Soul Hall is our duty."

In a small wooden room, five people were sitting on the table, frowning, just as they were about to have two words of unhappiness written on their faces.

"Captain Ren, I can hear that His Majesty the Pope secretly enthroned a lot of people. Why don't we make any contribution?"

"I don't know this either."

"Captain Ren, why don't we captains go to Archbishop Niu Mo to find the theory of the theory?"

"No, the Crown Prince should reward us, and will naturally reward us. If the Crown Prince does not want to reward us, we will not be able to ask for it even if we ask for it."

"After all, they still look down on us blacksmiths."

The five middle-aged people in the room were talking angrily.

"It seems that Wuhun City is not a place to stay for a long time. I plan to go to other places. Does anyone want to go to other places to make a living with me?"

A middle-aged man with a tiger back and a bear waist stood up, with calluses in his palms. Even the finger bones were thick. You can tell at a glance that this man has been engaged in cool labor for a long time.

"Who doesn't look at our baby Blacksmith's Sect as a human being?"

Just as several blacksmith masters in the room were complaining, a crisp sound came from outside the room.

The door opened and a man in brocade clothes came in. The man was 1.78 meters tall, dressed in casual clothes, and looked quite handsome. Beside him, Niu Mo was standing respectfully.

"Archit Niu."

The people in the room looked at the Bull Mo in surprise. They did not recognize the young man, but the middle-aged man beside him.

The middle-aged man around the young is now a big celebrity around the pope, and Archbishop of Bull Demon at the Conra realm.

"I've seen Archbishop Niu!"

The five blacksmiths in the room saluted Niu Mo one after another.

As for the middle-aged man named Ren, he said to Niu Mo: "Article Niu, you are here just in time. I am about to resign from you."

"Resign? Why?"

Before Niu Mo could speak, the young man around Niu Mo asked in confusion.

"Master Niu, please forgive me for your wish. I heard before that the Spirit Hall did not have the golden soul coins of the Li clan. More than a thousand blacksmiths were brought from the Li clan. I mistakenly believed that the former Holy Son and the Pope now have great ambitions. Then I came to your Wuhun City from Gengxin City. It turns out that I was wrong. The Pope is also a short-sighted person." The middle-aged man named Ren said.

"Stop talking, don't slander the Pope's crown." Bull Demon shouted.

"Brief Bishop Niu, thank you for your hospitality these days. If you have the chance, I will definitely be repayed for your kindness of your understanding these days. I will leave with great effort." The young man surnamed Ren clasped his fists at Niu Mo, and without waiting for Niu Mo's approval, he turned around and walked towards the gate.

The hardworking blacksmith, just took two steps, was stopped by the young man beside Niu Mo.

"What? Isn't people allowed to leave in the Spirit Palace?" Ren Lao frowned and stared at Su Chen. He then turned around and looked at Niu Mo.

"You tell me, why do the Pope look down on people nowadays and short-sighted?" asked the young man.

"As a soul master, I forgot that I was once a human being. This is a slight look down on people. As a pope, I believe that I am superior to others. But I don't know that the Soul Hall alone can use the Soul Master army to unify the world, and there will be heavy casualties. At that time, what can I use to maintain public order? At that time, I will still be unable to escape the army composed of ordinary people and the weapons made by our blacksmiths. It is short-sighted and has no vision." said Ren Lao seriously.

"Bold, don't be rude to the Pope's crown." Niu Mo shouted lightly. He was maintaining Su Chen's authority, and also protecting and reminding Wanlai that the young man in front of him was His Majesty the current Pope in the Wuhun Hall.

"Crown of the Pope?"

"Crown of the Pope?"

"Crown of the Pope?"

Everyone in the room looked at the young man in front of him in surprise. The noble Pope Crown actually came to their blacksmith shop with a very smelly sweat!

"Are you the Pope?" Ren Lao looked at Su Chen in shock.

"Yes, what else should I scold me? You can continue to scold me in front of me!" Su Chen said lightly.

Well!

Ren Lao was confused. Then he said with a look of utmost slightest expression: "I scold you too. If you want to kill and cut, you will be punished."

"What's your name?" Su Chen asked.

"My name is Renlao." Renlao replied.

"Renyi? I remember there was a blacksmith in Gengxin City who was yours?" Su Chen asked.

"He is my brother. The person who scolds you has nothing to do with my brother. If you want to ask for guilt, just come to me." Ren Lao replied.

"Okay. Uncle Niu, read it!" Su Chen ordered.

"As for your order, you will be crowned."

Niu Mo nodded slightly, bent his finger and shot it, took out a scroll from the storage soul guide and opened it. He said, "In accordance with the heavens, the Pope summoned him, the blacksmith, King Zhao, Qian, Sun Rong, and Li Yao, the four of them worked hard to create hidden weapon accessories for the Soul Hall, and immediately established the weapon refining sect, and were granted the title of King Zhao, Qian, Sun Rong, and Li Yao as the deputy leader of the weapon refining sect, and I admire this!"

"Weapon Refining Sect?"

"Associate Sect Master?"

The five blacksmiths in the room opened their eyes wide and looked shocked.

"Five blacksmith masters, the weapon refining sect belongs to the Martial Soul Hall, and the position of the deputy sect leader is equivalent to that of the archbishop in the red. I'm not pleased to thank you. The pope came here in person. Such an honor is not something that others can possess, and even I, a great celebrity, have never possessed it." Niu Mo put together the scroll and reminded with a smile.

"Thank you the Pope's crown."

"Thank you the Pope's crown."

"Thank you the Pope's crown."

"We must do our best to build magical weapons and weapons for the Spirit Hall, and devote ourselves to our efforts until we die!"

The four blacksmith masters Zhao Qian, Sun and Li, showed surprise on their faces and were flattered to kneel on one knee at Su Chen.

"The status is equivalent to that of the Archbishop in Cardinal?" Ren Lao looked at Su Chen with a dull look.

"Yes." Su Chen said with a smile.

"But I am just a soul saint, but my status is comparable to that of the Soul Contra realm. Can the elders of the Spirit Hall agree?" Ren Lao questioned. As a blacksmith master, Ren Lao knew who had the final say in the Spirit Hall.

"I am the Pope, my decision is destiny. Who dares to disagree?" Su Chen said domineeringly.

"Thank you for your kindness to the Pope. Wan Lao must be loyal to His Majesty. If you violate this oath, the sky will be struck by thunder." Wan Lao knelt on his knees and bowed to Su Chen with great respect.

"Get up." Su Chen personally helped up his hard work.

"Master Ren, oh no, now he should be called Deputy Sect Master Ren. Establish the weapon refining sect and promote you soul saints in an extraordinary way, and enjoy the same treatment as the Archbishop of the Chronicle. This is not something that the soul master can possess. Do you still say that the Spirit Hall looks down on you blacksmiths?" Niu Mo joked with a smile.

"Master Niu, you are joking. I just said something drunk for a while, and I can't take it seriously, and I can't take it seriously." He waved his hand with a smile.

"I can't afford the word you in your mouth now. Now you are on an equal footing with me." Niu Mo pointed at Ren Lao, then pointed at himself.

"Hahaha……"

In the blacksmith shop, swept away the low atmosphere before. The five blacksmith masters and Su Chen, and Niu Mo laughed.

"Minister of the Crown, since the weapon refining sect is about to be established, we are the deputy sect leader, I wonder who the sect leader is?" Ren Lao asked curiously and looked at Niu Mo.

Although Niu Mo is a soul saint of more than eighty levels, he has no ability to forge. Obviously, he is not enough to continue to manage these blacksmiths. At least, he will be dissatisfied with hard work.

"The leader of the weapon refining sect is still in Gengxin City." Su Chen replied.

"Gengxin City? Could it be that you are referring to him?" Ren Lao's eyes opened and a figure appeared in his mind.
Chapter completed!
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