Chapter 1053 Wherever There Are Human Races, There Are Tiangong Pavilion Magic Soldiers (Two More in One)

In the venue of thousands of people, 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.

All those who have seen this scene will never forget it for many years.

The owner of the Tiangong Pavilion, forged 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 pleasantly surprised.

The former pavilion master hadn't shown himself in front of people for many years, which resulted in Tiangong Pavilion's reputation outside being 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 eyes of the fake god Jintong flickered, and the killing intent in his eyes could hardly be concealed.

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

His murder of the former Tiangong Pavilion Master was always a hidden danger. Even if Wu Zongquan didn't know about it now, one day he would know about it, and he would definitely seek revenge on himself.

If you are a thief with a guilty conscience, you are talking about false gods.

He wished he could go on stage and kill Wu Zongquan immediately, but if he had the guts, 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, 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 god Jintong, and he naturally saw the killing intent emanating from the false god 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. Before they saw the false gods, they always took a detour, but now they saw the false gods, and they were thinking about how to kill them.

The gazes of the two collided in the air, as if sparks were shooting out.

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

The pavilion master doesn't want to attack the fake Shenjintong, does he?

Just killed a false god Pang Tie, and he wants to kill the false god Jintong?

What exactly 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 Pavilion Master of Tiangong Pavilion died?"

The expression on Cui Lin's face froze suddenly, and he stared around.

"who!"

There was a terrified light in his eyes.

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

"Deputy Pavilion Master Cui, what happened? Could it be that the Pavilion Master of the Gui Pavilion made a mistake in casting soldiers?"

A false god 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.

But he swept his eyes 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."

That thin voice rang in Cui Lin's ears 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 had a dignified expression, and after a while, he nodded slightly.

The old pavilion master was kind to 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.

"Far in the sky, close in sight."

The voice said with a touch of joking.

Cui Lin's pupils shot out a real light.

Far in the sky, close in sight?

There are so many false gods in front of me, any one of them has the possibility of killing the old pavilion master, and they really have this 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 out, the voice continued to ring in his ears.

"Listen well, the person who killed the previous pavilion master of Tiangong Pavilion is a fake god."

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

These words made Cui Lin narrow his eyes again.

He looked at Zhan suspiciously.

Zhan has been confronting Maimang with the false god 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 fake god 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 Jintong.

This made him suspicious.

Did Zhan spread his voice secretly, trying to sow discord?

They want to kill the false god Jintong, and they want to use my power, so tell me that the person who killed the old pavilion master is the false god Jintong?

Cui Lin was skeptical, 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 didn't know if the false god could do this, but at least on the surface, Zhan Wang didn't even look in his direction, and it didn't look like the person who spoke was him.

"Who is the person who killed the old Pavilion Master, I will definitely investigate."

Cui Lin said coldly in his heart.

It was impossible for him to trust someone who didn't even dare to show his face without evidence.

It's even more impossible to attack the fake god Jintong just because of this inexplicable sentence.

He was also worried about being hit by the opponent's plan to drive away wolves and tigers.

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.

As if two dragons were fighting for the pearl, that long sword was swimming between the two fire dragons, and it was brilliant.

Ordinary soldier casting masters use a casting furnace to 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 juggling.

Only the soldiers casting masters in Tiangong Pavilion saw some ways, and all of them showed admiration on their faces.

Originally, when they received the news that the Pavilion Master had taken over, they were very dissatisfied with Wu Zongquan, whom they had never heard of before.

Several deputy pavilion masters even thought about how to give Wu Zongquan a blow before coming 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 show off to whom.

"Om—"

There was a clank, and a ray of light rose 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 flicked, and the blade of the long sword fluctuated like water waves. After a few breaths, the blade of the long sword suddenly straightened and made a long clanging sound.

"not bad."

Zhou Shu looked at the false god 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 god 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.

"Snapped--"

With the long sword in hand, 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 false god Jintong, feeling 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 let 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 did not discuss with him at all beforehand.

Now Cui Lin is full of distrust towards the new Pavilion Master.

This lack of trust is not because of disbelief in the ability of the new Pavilion Master.

Cui Lin had great trust in the ability of the new Pavilion Master, otherwise, he would not have allowed Zhou Shu to 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 did not follow the rules at all.

Just like before, who would have thought that he would 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 expectation. Every time he wanted to guess what Zhou Shu would do, he would finally find that what Zhou Shu did was Nothing to do with his guess!

It's the same now, he didn't know what Zhou Shu wanted to do by saying this all of a sudden.

He was afraid that Zhou Shu would say something like sending each of them a Yuanshi Divine Weapon.

That's 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 chance to forge magic soldiers in Tiangong Pavilion for free."

"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, 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 master 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?

Tiangong Pavilion is still very generous.

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

A false god smiled and said.

"certainly."

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 soldier, you have to line up."

"There is no problem in queuing up, but the God has prepared a batch of casting materials, and wants to cast a peerless magic weapon..."

A false god spoke.

Seeing that Zhou Shu helped the false god Jintong to forge a magical weapon, many false gods were already 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 in their hands, 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 more or less made some preparations.

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

Zhou Shu showed a smile on his face and looked at the pseudo-shin way, "I am a professional at Tiangong Pavilion in casting magic weapons. I can promise you that as long as the materials for casting soldiers are in place, no matter what 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, 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 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 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 a magic weapon 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 nonchalantly, if it cannot 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.

In front of so many people, Cui Lin would not do such a thing.

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

The false god laughed loudly, "I'll tell you my requirements for the divine soldiers later on!"

Seeing that the false god 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 was a false god leading the way, and the other false gods were suddenly moved.

"Don't worry, everyone. Register all your requests. 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 Tiangong Pavilion, now the two of them are like apprentices in casting soldiers, honestly moving two tables, and began to record the requests of those false gods.

The good Tiangong Pavilion master took over the grand ceremony, and suddenly turned into a messy vegetable market.

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

"Pavilion Master, you are too reckless!"

Cui Lin lowered his voice and said in a deep voice.

"Recklessly?"

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, so it's up to us how many materials are needed to make a magic weapon?"

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, those false gods will naturally not forcibly eavesdrop.

Cui Lin was taken aback, how could he be so shameless?

He really hadn't thought about it before!

Just kidding, an armorer 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 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, what Zhou Shu said is also reasonable.

How much casting materials are needed to cast a magic weapon is the final decision of their soldier casting masters.

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 a soldier casting master.

"this--"

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

"At that time, if you can't get out the magic weapon, my Tiangong Pavilion will lose its reputation!"

Cui Lin looked serious and authentic.

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

Zhou Shu smiled lightly, "Since I dare to say it, I can certainly 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.

"Master, there is one more thing!"

Cui Lin stared straight at Zhou Shu, and said in a deep voice, "Someone told me just now 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 wanted to find out whether the person who just sent the voice 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 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? There should not be many people who know about it."

A curious look appeared on Zhou Shu's face.

Seeing Zhou Shu's appearance, Cui Lin was sure that it was not Zhou Shu who sent the voice to himself.

"So you want to deal with the fake god Jintong 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 fake god Jintong, I have no evidence to prove that he is the murderer."

"I want to deal with the fake god Jintong, which has nothing to do with this matter. It was he who 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 Jintong. It has nothing to do with Tiangong Pavilion. You don't have to worry about implicating Tiangong Pavilion."

Zhou Shu said lightly.

Cui Lin was full of helplessness, how could it 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 god 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 didn'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 god Jintong.

To say that Cui Lin is also a straightforward person, if he hadn't been straightforward, he wouldn't have killed 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 Shen Jintong.

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

If the false God Jintong dared to attack Tongguan City, 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 god Jintong?

"are you serious?"

Zhou Shu looked at Cui Lin and asked.

"I never joke."

Cui Lin said coldly, "Since the fake god Jintong is the suspect who killed the old pavilion master, I'd rather kill him than let him go, and kill him first!"

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

"The false god Jintong is different from the false god Pang Tie. The false god Jintong has an evil soldier that is comparable to Yuanshi Shenbing. If he is really desperate, he should be stronger than the false god 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 my life is worth it."

"What's more, the fake god Jintong is still trying to mistreat you. If I don't kill him, I can't rest assured!"

Now it looks like Cui Lin is persuading Zhou Shu to hunt down the fake god 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, and the fake Shenjintong will fall into the trap sooner or later."

"I think that the pseudo-Shen Jintong doesn't have much patience. He will probably do it himself after we finish here."

Zhou Shu glanced at the direction of the pseudo-Shen Jintong, and the pseudo-Shen Jintong also happened to look over. The eyes of the two collided in the air, as if sparks burst out.

Cui Lin frowned, and he was silent for a moment before 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. How did he end up hunting down false gods together with them?

I didn't think so at first!

This Wu Zongquan is so fucking weird!

Why does everything become so unreasonable as soon as it is connected 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's only three thousand magic weapons."

"If the huge Tiangong Pavilion cannot forge 3,000 magical weapons within three months, then there is no need for this Tiangong Pavilion to exist. It is better to disband it in place, and go back to each house, and find each other. mom."

Cui Lin: "..."

Three months, three thousand magic weapons?

Pay it off?

This is the magic weapon that the false gods want, not to say that an ordinary magic 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.

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

Allowing Zhou Shu's palm to 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?"

"Start with the false gods first, and next step, I want all warriors in the world to have a magic weapon produced by my Tiangong Pavilion in their hands. Think about it, does this count as the development of Tiangong Pavilion?"

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

Both of his eyes became 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 Heavenly Art Pavilion Divine Soldiers.

This sentence made Cui Lin feel a little passionate.

If he could really achieve this, Cui Lin would risk his life, so what?

"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 cake for Cui Lin.

In his plan, to use his status as the owner of Tiangong Pavilion to make a fortune and accumulate some capital for the ancestral human race, he will oil the soles of his feet, and the golden cicada will escape from its shell.

Now is Cui Lin serious?

Zhou Shu couldn't bear his appearance.

After all, Cui Lin was quite old, so kneeling in front of him, he was more or less touched in his heart.

"Vice Pavilion Master Cui, please hurry up."

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 trust 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!

"Whatever you want, I'll help you do it. If you want to kill false gods, I'll help you kill false gods. If you want to forge Yuanshi Shenbing, I'll 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 didn't 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 deputy head of the Tiangong Pavilion. You are quite old, so you have never seen the world?

Zhou Shu felt that he was a little out of play. He originally wanted to cheat a sum of materials for casting soldiers, but in the end he tricked himself into being the owner of the Tiangong Pavilion?

Seeing Cui Lin like this, he is afraid that he will return all the power of the Tiangong Pavilion to himself, the owner of the Tiangong Pavilion.

In other words, from now on, I am no longer just the owner of the Tiangong Pavilion in name, but the real owner of the Tiangong Pavilion?

It has to be said 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 didn't have much interest 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 those 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 wanted Zhou Shu's words to become a reality.

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

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

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

"My lord, please give me instructions."

Cui Lin said respectfully and authentically.

"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, do a statistics and show it to me."

"No need to count, 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 military casting masters, six million five thousand nine hundred and sixty-eight servants, and four million and seven military casting apprentices." Thousands of people, 2,907,512 guards."

Cui Lin said casually, apparently already 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. It is normal for him to know these things by heart. things.

After hearing these figures, 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!

Such a big Tiangong Pavilion, Cui Lin has always wanted to continue to develop it, Tiangong Pavilion is not big enough?

But after thinking about it, Zhou Shu understood.

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

Regardless of the fact that there are so many soldiers casting divisions in Tiangong Pavilion, if they are scattered all over the world, even a city may 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, there are 108,000 kinds of soldier casting materials in the warehouse of Tiangongge headquarters, 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 are only available from 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 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, later."

Cui Lin added one last sentence.

It has to be said that Cui Lin, the first deputy head of the Tiangong Pavilion, did his duty conscientiously. It is difficult for him to remember such detailed data so clearly.

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

Not too much, but too little.

Sitting on so many army casting masters, Tiangong Pavilion has only reserved so much material for casting soldiers and magical weapons, which is simply a bit appalling.

But seeing what Cui Lin saw, 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 at least be multiplied by ten times!

After taking a look at Cui Lin, Zhou Shu understood why Tiangong Pavilion only had so many materials for casting soldiers.

In the past, Tiangong Pavilion cast soldiers, which paid attention to slow work and meticulous work.

The soldier casting master of Tiangong Pavilion often takes several months or even years to cast a magic weapon.

In this way, how much material 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 magic weapons for others.

Many soldiers casting divisions in Tiangong Pavilion may not have received a single soldier casting task for several years.

In this case, it's no wonder 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 soldiers casting divisions, that is the biggest wealth of Tiangong Pavilion.

"Vice Pavilion Master Cui, there are so many casters in Tiangong Pavilion, can you mobilize them all?"

Zhou Shu looked at Cui Lin and pondered.

"able."

Cui Lin said, "You can do the same, Pavilion Master. 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 Tiangong Pavilion for so many times, 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?

"Will they have any objection if I ask them to assist me in casting divine weapons?"

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!"

"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 caster in Tiangong Pavilion."

Zhou Shu shook his head slightly.

Cui Lin suddenly realized, patted his forehead and said, "It was my negligence, don't worry, Pavilion Master, I will hand over the roster of all the soldiers in Tiangong Pavilion to you, Pavilion Master."

"In this roster, the names and origins of all the soldiers who forged Tiangong Pavilion are recorded, including their apprenticeship, the techniques they are good at forging soldiers, and the magic soldiers they have forged 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.

"Um."

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 here?"

Cui Lin frowned slightly, and pondered, "Theoretically, Pavilion Master, you naturally have this power, but what do you call so many people together?"

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.

But 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, but there were endless hidden dangers.

Cui Lin couldn't figure it out, what Zhou Shu said he wanted to do.

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

Zhou Shu didn't answer Cui Lin, but muttered to himself, "There are 10,000 people, which is barely enough."

"Deputy 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 will be of great use to me." .”

"good."

Cui Lin agreed without much hesitation.

To mobilize 10,000 army casting masters, it is not a big deal for the owner of Tiangong Pavilion.

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

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 spoke.

"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 Linyi said sternly.