Chapter 368: One Million Years, You’re Here
Hearing this, Chen Lan turned his head reluctantly, pointed at the spear, took out the fragments of the Thunder Spear and said, "Can these fragments be integrated into the spear?"
The blacksmith glanced at the fragments in Chen Lan's hand, thinking about it, and finally nodded and said, "Okay, but it will cost labor fees, and the magic weapon needs to be exchanged. If you can take out a drop of Heavenly Ice Cold Water, a piece of Heavenly Demon Stone Iron, and a top-grade dragon heart, I will give it to you."
Chen Lan was stunned. He had never heard of or seen these three things before. How could he know where to get them?
Besides, this is too troublesome. Can't you just buy it with money?
"Can't we use spirit stones?" Chen Lan said with a slight frown.
"Spiritual stones? I have no shortage of that stuff. I still have tens of billions to spend."
Suddenly, Chen Lan felt a little ashamed. With hundreds of billions of spirit stones, no wonder he didn't need to use them. It seemed that everyone in Bingdi City was a wealthy man.
But that's true. After all, the magic weapons here are famous, so most people choose to come here to shop, and excellent blacksmiths can often make money.
"But I don't know where to get these things." Chen Lan said truthfully.
Immediately, the blacksmith told Chen Lan the location and method of obtaining these three items.
According to the memory of the Taoist Lingming in his mind, there are two places whose locations are unknown, but the Tianhan Mountain where the Tianbing Hanshui is obtained is at the back, which is exactly opposite to the underworld. This journey may take a lot of time.
Chen Lan frowned, thinking: "Then I'll come next time, sorry."
Let’s go to the underworld first and bring Luo Tao and the others back, and then come to Bingdi City.
Chen Lan turned and left. Just as he was about to step out of the blacksmith shop, the ancient scabbard on the wall began to tremble again.
The blacksmith suddenly turned his head and looked at the scabbard on the wall. His eyes widened slightly, then he looked at Chen Lan and shouted, "Wait!"
Hearing this, Chen Lan was stunned for a moment, and looked back in confusion: "What's wrong?"
"Were you interested in this sword just now?" the blacksmith asked, pointing to the antique scabbard on the wall.
"Well, I want to take it down and see what the sword inside looks like." Chen Lan nodded.
"Go and get it." said the blacksmith.
Chen Lan was even more confused. Should he go get it?
Is there something strange about that sword?
He has to go and get it.
After thinking for a moment, Chen Lan felt that there was nothing dangerous here, and he was very interested in the sword and really wanted to see what the sword inside looked like.
Coming to the wall, looking at the ancient scabbard, Chen Lan slowly stretched out his hand, while the blacksmith behind him swallowed his saliva and looked at Chen Lan nervously.
Chen Lan touched the scabbard, which trembled slightly. At that moment without any other reaction, the blacksmith's pupils suddenly contracted and his breathing became rapid.
"Take it down." The blacksmith spoke impatiently, breathing rapidly and a little excitedly.
Chen Lan frowned. Why did the blacksmith sound so excited?
Is there really something strange about this sword?
What kind of mechanism would be triggered if it was taken down? Chen Lan secretly circulated his spiritual power. If there was really a mechanism, he would immediately dodge it and attack the blacksmith.
After making preparations, he took off the scabbard, and was extremely alert and highly concentrated. However, to his surprise, nothing happened and he just took off the scabbard.
Hmm? Nothing happened, but why did the blacksmith react so strongly?
After taking off the scabbard, Chen Lan came to the blacksmith and looked at the scabbard in his hand. He found that it seemed nothing special except that it was relatively simple and rusty.
"Where does this sword come from? I can't tell what quality it is." Chen Lan asked.
"This sword has a great origin. It appeared here before Bingdi City was established. It can be said to be the first magic sword here." The blacksmith laughed.
Hearing this, Chen Lan raised his eyebrows slightly. He didn't expect that this sword had such a profound origin and was so old. No wonder it looked so ancient.
Chen Lan grasped the hilt of the sword with one hand. The blacksmith's eyes trembled violently as he stared at him closely.
Buzz! He pulled out the sword quickly, a silver light flashed, and a brand new and sharp sword appeared in front of Chen Lan.
In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color, dark clouds gathered, thunder rumbled, and a spiritual power burst out from the blacksmith shop, sweeping across the entire Bingdi City.
But all this came suddenly and disappeared just as suddenly. For some reason, the dark clouds only appeared for a second and then disappeared immediately, as if nothing had happened.
Chen Lan didn't even notice it, but smiled as he looked at the sharp blade in his hand: "Not bad, although the scabbard is a bit rustic, but the blade is as good as new. What does this sword need to be replaced?"
But when he looked up at the blacksmith, he was stunned. He saw that the blacksmith had already been staring at the iron sword in his hand with surprise in his eyes, without saying a word.
Seeing this, Chen Lan thought that the blacksmith was unwilling to exchange it because he had said that it was not for sale and it was the first divine sword. He probably wanted to keep it as a souvenir.
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Chen Lan inserted the sword back into the hole. The blacksmith suddenly came to his senses and looked at Chen Lan in surprise: "You just pulled it out?!"
"Huh? Yes, you saw it with your own eyes." Chen Lan was confused. Why was this blacksmith so jumpy? What the hell was this place?
Inadvertently, he looked outside and was immediately frightened.
The entrance, which was originally empty, was now full of people. They were all blacksmiths, men, women, young and old!
“He has pulled it out. Someone actually pulled it out. That is a divine sword that even many Dao Saints and Dao Emperors could not pull out, but he actually pulled it out!”
"It's destiny. It's rumored that the sword is waiting for its master. Now it has finally arrived."
"Hahaha, a million years. We have waited for a million years. We thought this would be a lifelong regret, but we didn't expect someone would have fulfilled this regret."
"Finally, young man, keep pulling it out and let us take a closer look. We haven't seen enough yet."
The people at the door were talking a lot, with happy smiles on their faces, as if something had been resolved, which made Chen Lan even more confused.
What’s the big deal? It’s just pulling out a sword. Is it necessary to make such a big deal?
However, he also got a lot of information from these people. This sword has actually existed for millions of years, and no one has ever pulled it out except him.
Destiny?
Haha, he doesn’t believe in destiny. All destiny is just the wording used by heaven to control mortals.
His life is in his own hands.
If it really is a million years, this sword might be left behind by him.
Thinking of this, Chen Lan drew out the sword again and looked at it carefully. Somehow, he seemed to be able to sense the mood of the sword.
It seemed happy, the kind of joy it felt when it saw its owner! "You, are here."
(End of this chapter)
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